Summoning Immortals Physique

Wang Xuan became solemn, his respect growing. Old Chen was about to step forward and carve out a path for the Old Arts!

The current atmosphere was terrible. The Old Arts had been officially abandoned, and many people believed the New Arts were the only hope. Those who practiced the Old Arts had no path forward.

If this continued, no one would practice the Old Arts, and this path would soon be completely severed.

"Old Zheng passed away three years ago, Old Miao in the autumn of the year before last, Old Sun last winter, and Old Zhong this spring. Although they all lived past a hundred, none could break through that boundary or cross that threshold. Such a pity, they're all gone," Qing Mu sighed, his mood heavy. "In these troubled times, with the four elders of the Old Arts passing away one after another, an era has almost completely ended."

Some things he didn't say out loud. It was precisely because important figures on the path of the Old Arts had passed away in recent years that the situation seemed even more precarious.

After all, when those people were alive, they had immense prestige and connections with many major powers. Decades ago, during their peak strength, they had collaborated closely with various organizations and had ties everywhere.

In the last few years, as they passed away one by one, the Old Arts' network of relationships with various parties had also nearly been severed.

"Aren't I still here? You could say I'm one of the elders in the Old Arts field, right?" Old Chen chimed in.

Qing Mu immediately became extremely serious. "Precisely because of that, it's even more inadvisable for you to act. If you, Master, were to fall, the Old Arts would become even dimmer. The era supported by your generation would truly be over, and in many people's eyes, the Old Arts would be considered finished!"

Wang Xuan was genuinely surprised. Was Old Chen this strong? He looked only about fifty or sixty years old, yet his prestige could rival the four elders of the Old Arts who were over a hundred?

Qing Mu seemed to read his thoughts and said, "My master earned his reputation through actual combat. Although he's not as old as the four elders of the Old Arts, nor does he have their fame, everyone knows his strength."

Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat. It seemed he had underestimated Old Chen's dangerousness. He was outrageously strong. No wonder Old Chen said that Sun Chengkun, at the same age, would automatically defer to him.

"Old Chen, take it easy. I feel like Qing Mu is very pessimistic. Don't push yourself too hard," Wang Xuan said, genuinely worried. "What's going on?"

"There's nothing new under the sun. Old Arts, Mecha, Gene Superhumans, and now the New Arts – every so often, it comes down to strength. Old Earth has unearthed a legendary treasure this time, and various parties are going to meet. I suspect someone wants to strike down the Old Arts, to completely suppress them and give us no chance to rise again. So, Old Chen, I can't hold back anymore. After many years, I'm going to act again."

Old Chen said this in a very calm tone, but Wang Xuan immediately realized the terrifying danger involved. This meeting seemed unfriendly to the Old Arts.

"Someone has to step forward," Old Chen said, still very calmly, but conveying his firm conviction and fearlessness.

Qing Mu naturally understood the gravity of the situation. If Old Chen didn't step forward, other super-strong practitioners in the Old Arts field wouldn't be a match for Mecha, New Arts, Gene Superhumans, and the like. The Old Arts would be destined to slowly die out.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Old Chen, can your strength still improve in the short term? Do you need anything?"

He was truly afraid Old Chen would be beaten to death. At his age, going to this meeting because his blood hadn't cooled, he hoped Old Chen wouldn't sacrifice himself.

Old Chen nodded. "If there are miraculous techniques or rare secret arts, I might be able to refer to them."

Wang Xuan thought for a moment. "I have an extremely powerful Body Art. Although it's not well-suited for practice because it can kill people, it's truly profound. I don't know if it could inspire you."

He mentioned Zhang Daoling's five pages of Golden Book. This Body Art was too difficult to practice, but without a doubt, once one gained some understanding, they could wield terrifying, boundless power.

He had only managed to learn the starting move, which allowed him to block Sun Chengkun and survive a certain death.

Qing Mu was startled and quickly stopped him. "No, practicing that thing kills people. My master practiced half of it back then. Since then, his hair turned white and never returned to its original color. It was a miracle he survived. It's impossible to touch it again at this stage."

Wang Xuan was surprised. Old Chen had practiced a Body Art of that caliber?

After so many years, Old Chen's hair hadn't turned black, but it hadn't turned completely white either. It remained stable at its previous state, with no major issues.

"Back then, the four elders of the Old Arts jointly ascended to one of the Daoist Ancestral Courts and put pressure on them to obtain their sect's secret ultimate techniques for me. It feels like yesterday. It's a pity about the four elders; they've all passed away one after another," Old Chen lamented.

Wang Xuan was moved. The four elders of the Old Arts truly cared for their juniors. To pressure one of the Daoist Ancestral Courts for Old Chen was truly remarkable and inspiring.

"Unfortunately, after studying it, I couldn't sustain it after practicing half of it. If not for the four elders' strong intervention, I wouldn't be here today," Old Chen said, remembering the kindness of the four elders with some sadness.

Qing Mu was also sad. He had naturally accompanied his master to visit those elders. The four elders had taken good care of him, but he hadn't fared well on the path of the Old Arts, far from being comparable to Old Chen.

Wang Xuan, just through a few words, had developed a very good impression of those elders. It was a pity they had all passed away in recent years.

"I've disgraced you, Master," Qing Mu said, lowering his head.

Old Chen shook his head. "I don't reject any path that can strengthen oneself, be it New Arts, Gene, Mecha, etc. I embrace and learn from them. You've almost reached the end of your path in the Old Arts. If you can integrate other methods in the future, it will still be considered a valid path."

Qing Mu's mood was low. He had trained diligently, pushing his potential to the limit, but his ultimate achievement would only be comparable to Sun Chengkun after he was injured.

Finally, Qing Mu sighed. "I hope Senior Brother Wei succeeds and reaches a sufficiently brilliant height in the Old Arts field, not to disappoint Master. It's just that he's been gone for ten years with no news. I'm very worried."

Old Chen didn't dwell on these matters. Instead, he looked at Wang Xuan and said, "I dare not practice the Body Art left by Zhang Daoling right now. I feel that things from the origin of Daoism are not suitable for me at the moment. Instead, the mysterious boxing technique I obtained from the Old Monk has shown me a path."

He then cautioned Wang Xuan, "I don't think you should ponder those pages of Golden Book too much right now. Although I haven't seen them, I know that such things, even at the Feathered Ascension level, are extremely powerful Body Arts. Don't mess around and ruin yourself."

Wang Xuan nodded. At this stage, he had only practiced the starting move of the first page, and that was only by relying on the dense Mysterious Factor in the Inner Scenery Realm to continuously repair his internal organs.

"Do you have any other old methods? Similar to what the Divine Monk passed down, or perhaps something the Female Daoist practitioner left you? I think it might inspire me," Old Chen asked.

Wang Xuan sighed. This was truly Old Chen, acting just like himself.

Earlier, because of the four elders of the Old Arts and others, Wang Xuan had felt quite moved and proactively mentioned the five pages of Golden Book. Now, he realized he might have been tricked by Old Chen.

"She didn't leave me anything. I'll give it to you when I encounter something suitable in the future," Wang Xuan said frankly.

Old Chen was startled. He knew very well that when Little Wang gave something new, something would surely go wrong!

At the same time, he couldn't help but ask, "What's your situation? You can communicate with the Female Daoist practitioner and even bring out an old monk. You don't happen to have someone else around, do you..."

Old Chen became somewhat uncomfortable and extremely vigilant. He strongly suspected that Wang Xuan had something with him right now, and he really couldn't see through it.

"No more. I'll give it to you when I have the chance," Wang Xuan said with a smile.

At this moment, Old Chen felt a chill run down his spine, and Qing Mu was directly horrified. "Another one? What's going on with Little Wang? Is he naturally prone to attracting ghosts?"

"I think, perhaps, I'm favored by the Immortal Lords. From the Celestial Maiden to the old Divine Monk, it seems to indirectly prove this. So, Old Chen, don't rush. I'll give you more slowly in the future!"

Qing Mu wanted to turn and leave. And he still said he didn't attract ghosts?!

Old Chen also felt a chill down his back, thinking this kid was too strange. If he casually sent ghosts to others, who could handle that?

He had personally experienced it twice already. It was best not to mention the female Daoist practitioner; even the old monk only seized the opportunity after Wang Xuan gave him a hint.

If Wang Xuan secretly released a few more "new gods," Old Chen felt he would go mad.

Old Chen didn't want to dwell on such matters anymore. He looked at Wang Xuan and said, "You should rest and recuperate these few days. We'll head to the gathering in four days. There might be an opportunity for you to make a move then."

"Alright!" Wang Xuan nodded.

Then, Old Chen mentioned his trip to New Star and said, "Actually, it's very simple. We don't need to expend any effort ourselves. Let the Wu family handle it. They are very proactive and have decided to cooperate with us."

"Old Chen, did you sell me out?" Wang Xuan looked at him.

"No," Old Chen shook his head and instead asked him, "Did something happen between you and the young lady from the Wu family? I didn't sell you out, but it feels like she wants to buy you instead. She's been looking for someone in An City to investigate you. It seems she wants to recruit you into her family's exploration team. Not bad, Little Wang. I didn't expect you to be so ambiguous with her. Take it easy, don't let Old Wu catch the two of you."

"What do you mean ambiguous? Big... Wu, she really holds a grudge. This is clearly her trying to use her proximity to deal with me. She's too petty, completely disproportionate to her figure."

Wang Xuan asked Qing Mu to keep an eye out, just in case Wu Yin actually stirred up any trouble.

The next few days passed quite peacefully for Wang Xuan. He adjusted his body to its optimal state and his spirit was exceptionally vigorous, just waiting for Old Chen to call him to depart.