The Greatest Under Heaven, the Great Li Dynasty

The Greatest Under Heaven, the Great Li Dynasty

"Buddha's Disciple has entered the world?"

Hui Wen, the Martial Monk Courtyard Head, immediately understood.

It was nothing unusual for monks of Great Zen Temple to descend the mountain, enter the world, and travel across the land.

Abbot Hui Yuan and the various Courtyard Heads had all done so before, more than once.

For eminent Buddhist monks, descending the mountain and entering the world was a form of cultivation for the heart.

It was only that, in the minds of Abbot Hui Yuan and the others, Lin Yuan had remained seated within the Scripture Storage Pavilion for ten years without change.

Even the several Courtyard Heads could not compare to such a state of mind.

Thus, they had overlooked the fact that Lin Yuan had never gone down the mountain before.

"Will Buddha's Disciple be in danger if he descends the mountain alone?"

The Discipline Hall Head seemed to think of something and could not help saying.

Yet before he could finish, he swallowed the rest of his words.

Abbot Hui Yuan and the other Courtyard Heads exchanged glances again.

What a joke.

Danger?

They might not know Lin Yuan's current realm.

But five years ago, Lin Yuan had already reached the Great Grandmaster realm.

Even if Lin Yuan had made no progress over the past five years, he would still be a Great Grandmaster.

With the strength of a Great Grandmaster, even if he were besieged by hundreds of thousands of soldiers,

he could wipe out the entire army given enough time.

At worst, he could still retreat unscathed.

As long as a Great Grandmaster traveling the world did not wish to die, he would not die.

"It is nothing to worry about."

"Portraits of Buddha's Disciple were distributed to temples across the land long ago."

"The monks of Great Zen Temple throughout the realm will obey Buddha's Disciple's orders."

Abbot Hui Yuan spoke slowly.

As a Buddhist sacred land and a Great Martial Sect of the realm,

Great Zen Temple possessed unfathomably deep hidden influence and power.

Even among the other Great Martial Sects, it stood at the very top.

Outside Great Zen Temple.

The sky was high, and the land vast.

A young monk in a gray robe walked along a narrow mountain path.

If anyone had observed closely, they would have discovered that with every step the young monk took, his figure appeared several meters away, an astonishing sight.

That young monk was naturally Lin Yuan.

After leaving Great Zen Temple, Lin Yuan crossed twelve hundred li in two hours.

Compared to the Great Grandmaster realm,

the internal energy within a Mythic Realm martial artist had already evolved into a higher form of energy.

Lin Yuan temporarily called this energy "Yuan Power."

A single strand of Yuan Power could break ten strands of internal energy at the Great Grandmaster level.

Of course, that was merely a simple comparison. In an actual battle to the death,

it would be another matter entirely.

By Lin Yuan's estimation, his true combat strength had already reached an unprecedented level.

Even if every Great Grandmaster throughout history came back to life

and stood before him, they would not be worth a single slap from him.

"Hahahaha."

"This feels great. It truly feels great."

With every step Lin Yuan took, his Qi and Blood surged as Yuan Power circulated through his body.

Terrifying heat spread in every direction, burning like a furnace.

The physique of the Mythic Realm made Lin Yuan seem like a humanoid monster.

Suddenly.

At that moment.

Lin Yuan abruptly stopped walking.

A faint breeze brushed against his face.

Lin Yuan stood there in a daze.

Days passed as the sun rose and the moon set.

Your comprehension is heaven-defying. Having read countless scriptures, you sensed the blowing wind and listened to the mysteries of the wind, comprehending the True Intent Martial Art, "Nine Steps of Divine Wind."

Lin Yuan opened his eyes. Countless flashes of inspiration erupted in his mind, forming a True Intent Martial Art.

A True Intent Martial Art was a martial art that surpassed those of Great Grandmasters.

Only Mythic Realm martial artists, after expending immense time and effort, could hope to create one.

This time, after leaving Great Zen Temple, Lin Yuan's mind had relaxed. Freed from his cage, he felt the wind of heaven and earth and, with the aid of his Heaven-Defying Comprehension, created this martial art.

"Nine Steps of Divine Wind."

Lin Yuan carefully examined it. This martial art belonged to the movement-art category.

It used the Yuan Power within his body to draw upon the power of heaven and earth.

After nine steps, it allowed him to merge with the wind as much as possible,

thereby multiplying his speed severalfold.

"Terrifying."

Lin Yuan felt deeply moved.

At his level, every aspect of him had already reached its limit.

Even the slightest improvement was incomparably difficult, let alone a direct increase of severalfold? Since True Intent Martial Arts have begun to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, could the path ahead also be related to heaven and earth?

Lin Yuan remained where he was, a thoughtful look on his face.

Pudu Temple.

This temple had been built three hundred years ago when an eminent monk from Great Zen Temple traveled through this place.

For centuries, it had maintained close ties with Great Zen Temple.

"What does Buddha's Disciple intend to do at Bright Moon Palace?"

The Abbot of Pudu Temple asked cautiously.

Before him sat a young monk. It was Lin Yuan.

The main purpose of Lin Yuan's departure from Great Zen Temple this time

was to examine the profound martial arts of the other major factions.

Among them, the powers ranked alongside Great Zen Temple as Great Martial Sects were naturally his first choice.

Those honored as Great Martial Sects had founders who were essentially Great Grandmasters, and their successive generations had also produced quite a few Masters.

Bright Moon Palace was one such Great Martial Sect.

Its founder had even been a rare female Great Grandmaster.

"I wish to observe the many martial arts of Bright Moon Palace."

Sitting cross-legged, Lin Yuan spoke calmly.

As he passed Pudu Temple on his way to Bright Moon Palace, Lin Yuan stopped to rest for a while.

Even someone as powerful as a Mythic Realm martial artist was still human.

He could not be tireless like a machine.

Pudu Temple had deep ties with Great Zen Temple. Upon recognizing Lin Yuan's identity, its Abbot immediately received him personally.

"Bright Moon Palace?"

The Abbot of Pudu Temple hesitated.

"To be honest with Buddha's Disciple, the Master of Bright Moon Palace passed away half a year ago. With no successor, internal rebellion broke out within Bright Moon Palace, and many martial arts manuals have likely been lost."

The Abbot of Pudu Temple spoke in a low voice.

Although Bright Moon Palace had desperately suppressed the matter,

Pudu Temple had learned of it through special channels.

"Oh?"

Lin Yuan frowned slightly at those words.

"If Buddha's Disciple wishes to examine Bright Moon Palace's martial arts manuals, he may visit the Great Li Capital."

"In the past, the Great Li Founding Ancestor swept across the world, crushing all opposition. He once personally visited Bright Moon Palace and copied all of its martial arts manuals before taking them away."

After pausing for a moment, the Abbot of Pudu Temple subtly mentioned another matter.

At the time, it had not only been Bright Moon Palace.

The other Great Martial Sects, including Great Zen Temple, had all been visited by the Great Li Founding Ancestor, who copied and took away their many martial arts.

As a Great Grandmaster, the Great Li Founding Ancestor had been invincible in his age.

No Great Martial Sect had dared refuse. They could only swallow the loss.

"Oh?"

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up slightly.

He had never read of this matter in the records of Great Zen Temple.

But on second thought, it made perfect sense. Having someone come to their door and take all their martial arts manuals was hardly a glorious matter.

Even if that person was the Great Li Founding Ancestor, a Great Grandmaster.

Even if Great Zen Temple had not deliberately suppressed the matter, it would never have gone out of its way to publicize it.

"So, the Great Li Capital possesses the martial arts manuals of every Great Martial Sect in the present age?"

Lin Yuan asked.

"Back then, the Great Li Founding Ancestor wished to go further, so he gathered the martial arts of the realm. Every martial arts force with any reputation had to submit its own martial arts techniques and cultivation methods, without exception."

The Abbot of Pudu Temple answered truthfully.

"That is quite convenient."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly.

Originally, if Lin Yuan wanted to examine each faction's martial arts,

he would have needed to visit them one by one. The Great Martial Sects were scattered throughout the land.

Finding each of them would certainly have wasted considerable time.

Now it was much simpler. He merely needed to make a trip to the Great Li Capital.