Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

"Brother Zhao, it's so boring on Kunlun Mountain. Rong'er doesn't want to go back. Can you let Rong'er stay here? Is that okay?"

"Brother Zhao, what happened to the strange scene in the back mountain just now? It was so scary."

"Brother Zhao, Wanwan and Rong'er discovered a secret at Pegasus Ranch these days. The four major bandits in Guanshan Road, with tens of thousands of troops, are all from the Taiyuan Li family..."

Huang Rong and Wanwan have similar personalities, so it would have been fine if they had never met before.

Now that we meet, it doesn't take long before we become extremely close sisters. Although there is a little bit of plasticity between us, on the surface we get along pretty well with each other.

This saved Yang Zhao from having to coordinate, which was quite pleasant.

Chapter 494: The Path after the Martial Saint

The leisurely days with beautiful women by your side always seem to pass quickly.

For seven consecutive days, Yang Zhao took Huang Rong, Wanwan, and occasionally Shang Xiuxun, riding horses all day long and traveling around the Great Wall and the south of the Yangtze River.

At noon on the eighth day.

A long sigh, as if coming from the endless river of time, sounded in the courtyard.

After seven days of enlightenment, Xiang Yutian seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil that made it impossible to see clearly, especially the sighing sound, which seemed to be sounding directly in the soul.

And the first moment Xiang Yutian woke up.

Yang Zhao, Huang Rong, Wanwan, Yang Su, Lu Miaozi, Shang Xiuxun and others all put down what they were doing and gathered in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest again.

"Congratulations, Xiang Lao, you have finally escaped from the shackles of a hundred years, and now you can finally see the sun and the moon after waiting for the clouds to clear."

As the person with the highest status here, Yang Zhao was the first to break the silence.

And Xiang Yutian, who was a little dazed after coming out of enlightenment, was also in a trance for a moment, with a look on his face that seemed neither happy nor sad, and neither crying nor sad.

Such an expression made everyone present extremely confused.

Yang Zhao opened his mouth and said, "Guang Lai, why do you have such an expression? Could it be that the evil will still has some hidden tricks left in my body?"

Xiang Yutian shook his head and sighed, "That's not the case. I am just lamenting that seeking the truth is so difficult."

Yang Su: “???”

Lu Miaozi: “???”

The third girl: "???"

This old bitch must be pretending, right?

Only Yang Zhao could understand Xiang Yutian's sigh to some extent. His expression also became a little serious. He said, "Did Mr. Xiang touch the barrier at the end of the Martial Saint?"

Thanks to his past interactions with Zhu Xi, Wang Xianzhi, Ling Donglai and others, Yang Zhao more or less knew what path he faced on the ceiling of the Martial Saint.

Xiang Yutian looked at Yang Zhao in surprise and said, "The road to becoming a martial saint, where is the end? I, an old minister, once boasted that I was the pride of the world. If I hadn't sat there for two hundred years, I might have broken the shackles of my predecessors and found a brand new path. Unfortunately, this road is blocked."

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "The road that Elder Xiang mentioned is the road of the soul and will seven days ago?"

Xiang Yutian nodded and said, "Yes, I have been practicing the Dao Heart Planting Demon Method for three hundred years. Although I have not been able to make much progress in my cultivation, I have accumulated quite a lot of strength in my soul and will. That day, with the help of the sudden enlightenment after escaping the catastrophe, I integrated my soul into my will and evolved the Yang God Thought. I originally wanted to open a new path for the martial arts through the method of eternal will."

“However, even if the Yang God’s thoughts have been cultivated to the limit, they cannot circumvent the operation of the Heavenly Dao and must eventually merge with the Heavenly Heart Seal. This old man has exhausted his accumulation for two hundred years and searched for seven days, but in the endless thoughts that are like the sands of the Ganges River, he still cannot find a way to circumvent the Heavenly Dao trap.”

All paths lead to the same destination, all laws follow the same origin.

After reaching the ceiling of Martial Saint, one starts to seek the heaven and earth outside and focus on seeking within oneself.

Xiang Yutian’s idea was not wrong. He integrated the limited flow of essence, energy and spirit into the infinite will of martial arts, thus giving birth to a product similar to the Yang Shen thought.

In this way, while still looking within oneself, one can ensure that one has unlimited potential and a future.

However, Xiang Yutian overlooked one point, that is, the power of the soul is of the yin nature. If he wants to survive forever in the world, he must rely on the power of thunder and lightning of heaven and earth to be refined and transformed into pure yang.

But the power of thunder and lightning from heaven and earth is ultimately subject to the operation of the laws of nature.

Once contaminated by the aura of heaven and earth thunder, one cannot escape the mark of the Heaven's Heart Seal and will eventually fall into the Heaven's trap.

This goes against the original intention of going further after becoming a Martial Saint.

Otherwise, becoming a land immortal would be much easier than opening up a new path after becoming a Martial Saint.

Yang Zhao immediately understood Xiang Yutian's predicament and said, "Master Xiang, if you don't seek pure yang and follow the path of Yin Shen, can you win by volume and achieve enlightenment through accumulation?"

Xiang Yutian said with a smile on his face: "When a Yin God becomes a Taoist, he can only become a ghost immortal. The future is cut off."

Yang Zhao: “…”

You have ruined your own path, you can't blame anyone else.

After a pause, Yang Zhao asked tentatively: "Has Elder Xiang already switched to the Way of the Yang God? Or, the Way of the Yin God?"

Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows and said, "These are not the choices of a wise man. How can an old minister test the law with his own body? It will only cost me a hundred years of cultivation. However, it is not all bad. A hundred years of cultivation has also enabled me to cultivate some skills to protect the Dao."

Yang Zhao silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

You old bastard, you didn't lose anything, why are you crying?

After complaining in his heart, Yang Zhao said: "Xiang Lao, this is not a bad thing. On the long road, one or two magical powers that can be exchanged for a hundred years of Taoism are not something that others can ask for."

"If Elder Xiang has time, could you please tell us about the path after becoming a Martial Saint?"

This old bastard Xiang Yutian has accumulated two hundred years of cultivation, and he spent a hundred years on Qiucuo, so there must be another hundred years, which can allow him to go a long way after reaching the ceiling of Martial Saint.

It would be nice if we could learn a few mysteries of the Martial Saint from him.

Xiang Yutian glanced at Yang Zhao and said, "After becoming a Martial Saint, it is nothing more than forging the Dao. Saints glimpse the Dao, Great Saints seek the Dao, and Saint Kings control the Dao. To move up, one must either merge with the laws of heaven and earth, grasp them bit by bit, and then take the Heavenly Heart Seal, using the power of heaven and earth to cross over and become an immortal; or one must forge a brand new law by oneself, and when the law one forges is recognized by heaven and earth, one can transcend the world with one's own power."

"If you want to obtain the Heaven's Heart Seal, then you can just follow the old path of the immortals on earth. If you want to forge the Dao, everyone's situation is indeed different from each other, and no one has a way forward. You need to spend a lot of time, effort, and energy to explore. This is truly mysterious and can only be understood but not explained."

I understand, but I don’t understand.

Yang Su, Huang Rong, Wanwan, Lu Miaozi, and Shang Xiuxun were all confused.

But Yang Zhao seemed to have gained something.

Above the Martial Saint, there is probably the equivalent of a Hunyuan Sage who has attained enlightenment through the laws of the ancient world. He needs to combine what he has learned and create his own laws, like Lao Tzu's inaction, Yuanshi's explanation, and Tongtian's interception.

The Heavenly Demon Cang Que, with the help of martial arts techniques such as the Dao Heart Planting Demon Method, created a new path of magic within the martial arts, and was able to transcend the world.

But in fact, the path of Tianmo Cangqiu is no longer a path of martial arts, but a kind of tempering, collision and game between oneself and the way of heaven.

Everyone has different ideas, so the way they negotiate with the laws of nature is naturally different.

This is why Xiang Yutian said that it can only be understood but not expressed in words.

To be precise, the enlightened ones like Tianmo Cangyu are still at the realm of martial saints, but after winning the heavenly way, they have obtained a "fruit position" that transcends the heavenly way.

Chapter 495 Yang Zhao Returns to Chang'an, Yang Guang Returns to Luoyang

Beings like the Heavenly Demon Cang Que forged their own path and achieved enlightenment in a different way, and the game between them and the Heavenly Dao is very complicated.

But to describe it in a simpler way, it is equivalent to two people competing secretly.

After trying all means, Heavenly Dao cannot defeat, scold, or do anything to the opponent, and is completely unable to do anything to the opponent, it can only accept it and then use the power of heaven and earth to send a gift and let the opponent get out of this world as soon as possible.

After Xiang Yutian failed in his attempt to open another path, he obviously ended up taking the same path as Cang Qu.

However, compared to the Kyushu world more than a thousand years ago.

In Jiuzhou today, various martial arts emerge in an endless stream. The magic sect alone is divided into the Western Region Magic Sect, the Ming Dynasty Magic Sect, the Sui Dynasty Magic Sect, etc. There are countless knife demons, sword demons, gun demons, blood demons and the like.

As for the righteous path, all kinds of fancy martial arts are also enough to make people stunned.

So even though Xiang Yutian was a man of extraordinary talent and had spent more than a hundred years practicing Taoism, he had only taken a short distance on the path to enlightenment in an alternative way.

Fortunately, with Yang Zhao's theory of fortune as a foundation, although Xiang Yutian had a huge headache, he did not really lose confidence.

On the way back to Chang'an City.

After obtaining Yang Zhao's permission, Yang Su had already taken Lu Miaozi and headed directly to Hongnong. He wanted to take advantage of his son Yang Xuangan's rebellion to besiege Luoyang, and then secretly seal the Feng Shui formation of Luoyang city temporarily.

In this way, there was no strong man guarding the Pegasus Ranch, so Shang Xiuxun simply took thousands of ranch soldiers and tens of thousands of high-quality war horses to Guanzhong.

In the past seven days, Lu Miaozi has been using all kinds of PUA to get her daughter to stick to Yang Zhao whenever she has time.

Although she had not been in contact with Yang Zhao for a long time, Shang Xiuxun did not reject Yang Zhao's existence. With the encouragement of her two "best friends" Huang Rong and Wanwan, Shang Xiuxun went with the flow and followed Yang Zhao.

In the carriage, Yang Zhao was hugging the two little girls, Huang Rong and Wanwan, on his left and right. Shang Xiuxun was obediently making tea and boiling water. Opposite the three of them was Xiang Yutian, who had a sad face.

Ever since leaving the bamboo forest courtyard, Xiang Yutian has been in this miserable state.

"Too curvy. People nowadays are really too curvy."

"The path of spiritual martial arts is too prevalent nowadays, and the competition is so fierce."

"Who is Meng Chixing? He is so strong."

"It turns out that there are still several living Buddhas in the Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, and they also follow the path of spiritual martial arts."

"Damn it, these Buddhist monks are just trying to make things difficult for me."

When one's cultivation reaches Xiang Yutian's level, even if one practices hard in seclusion for a hundred or two hundred years, it will be almost useless. One can only turn to various methods to make up for it and forge the Tao.

Meng Chixing of the Great Yuan Dynasty Demon Sect, the Living Buddha of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, and some old monsters in Buddhism.

These people are obviously Xiang Yutian's competitors.

The path of spiritual martial arts can only affect the mind, soul, reincarnation, nirvana and other aspects. If others can walk on one path, the world will have one less way to achieve enlightenment.

Xiang Yutian’s cultivation was not weak, but he had been trapped for two hundred years and could not keep up with the changes in the world.

So during these two days, Xiang Yutian didn't know how, but in the carriage, he facilitated the long-distance communication with Meng Chixing, the Living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism and the like, and they kept cursing at each other.

A great master who is at the ceiling level of a martial saint.

In fantasy, he is at least a quasi-emperor level existence. It is very miserable that he is forced to rely on swearing to snatch the opportunity of enlightenment from others.

We staggered along the way until we were close to Chang'an City.

Huang Rong, who had been quiet for two days, started to become active again. Looking at the towering and prosperous Chang'an in the distance, her eyes were shining.

Huang Rong can have fun at a place like Pegasus Ranch, which has a bit of frontier style.

Chang'an, a top-notch city that is extremely prosperous and bustling, can further arouse Huang Rong's playful desire.

Not long after, the carriage entered the streets of Chang'an in a relatively low-key manner.

Different from the romantic, benevolent and relaxed environment of the Song Dynasty, Chang'an of the Sui Dynasty was more elegant and embracing. Princes, errand boys, wealthy merchants, and guests from all over the world gathered there, making the entire city look like a cluster of flowers.

Especially when Yang Zhao and others' carriage passed through the West City Market, seeing those Western merchants, jugglers and so on, Huang Rong was like a restless cat, curious to the extreme.

"Brother Zhao..."

"You can go and play, but you need to go back to Daxing Palace at night."

"what!"

After getting Yang Zhao's consent, Huang Rong was like a lark with wings. After some effort, she pulled Wanwan and Shang Xiuxun along and got out of the car and disappeared.

Xiang Yutian had just returned from his trance state at this time. Apparently, he had achieved some success in a quarrel with others in an unknown heavenly space. With a smug look on his face, he glanced at Huang Rong and the other two girls who disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then looked at Yang Zhao.

With a wave of his hand, an invisible restriction enveloped the carriage.

Xiang Yutian flicked his sleeves and said, "Your Highness, I have heard from some old friends that Yang Guang lost the first battle in the Liaodong Campaign of the Sui Dynasty and is preparing to return to the court."

"That young Yang Guang has reached an agreement with Li Yuan, the leader of the Li Clan, and others. After the army returns to the Central Plains, it will not disband and stop. It will most likely head straight for Chang'an."

Yang Zhao nodded and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xiang. Just stay in Chang'an. When we return to Daxing Palace, I will offer sacrifices to the Heshi Bi in a few days. Once we capture the city, it will be time to proclaim ourselves king and establish our dynasty."

"As for Yang Guang, Li Yuan, and the Guandong family, there will be people who can hold them back."

Seeing that Yang Zhao was confident in his decision, Xiang Yutian said nothing more.

At this time, it was Hongnong County and Huayin County of the Sui Dynasty.

Yang Su was dressed in a gorgeous robe, with an angry look on his face. In his hand, he held a rattan stick as thick as his wrist. Under the teasing gaze of his old friend Lu Miaozi, he beat his son hard out of anger.

"You bastard, do you think you are so great that you don't even listen to your father?"

"Today, I will make you, my wicked son, know what it means that a father is the leader of his sons."

"I asked you to adjust the forces under your command and improve their momentum as soon as possible, but you just took me for granted, didn't you? You keep dilly-dallying. Have you grown so tall for nothing?"

"Before I left, I told you to march to Luoyang, but you insisted on going against me, right?"

"You dare to argue with me? Today I will beat you to death..."