Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable Comes in a Dream

Clang.

The two broken Spear Shaft fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The courtyard was riddled with craters of all sizes, blasted out by the True Qi. Bai Li, was Lu Yuan in the biggest crater, his buttocks sinking into the ground. He was looking up at the sky, blood streaming from his nose, with an expression of utter disbelief.

As Martial Artist honed on the battlefield, Lu Yuan's greatest strength compared to other Jianghu figures lies in his ability to utilize the environment and tools. Whether it's mainstream weapons like swords, spears, and clubs, or unusual weapons, or even kitchen utensils, farm tools, writing brushes, ink, thread, and clothing, everything in his hands becomes a deadly weapon.

Lu Yuan combined these techniques to form his own martial arts style, which he named "Hundred Arts".

However, just now, in his own courtyard, despite having the Earthly Advantage of Heavenly Timing, and having used Hundred Arts he knew, he was still no match for the White Hair man who looked much younger than him.

He even used a wood-chopping axe, a fishing line, and a frying pan from the kitchen, but still couldn't hurt the man in the slightest.

On the contrary, Bai Qiuran only needed three straight punches to knock him to the ground.

One punch landed on his left eye, another on his right eye, and a third punch landed squarely on his face, making his nose bleed profusely.

He had originally wanted to avenge his beloved wife, but now it seems he has no way to do so.

"How?"

Bai Qiuran dusted off his shoulders and asked Lu Yuan, who was lying on the ground, "Am I qualified to be your son's master?"

Lu Yuan did not reply.

He got up from the ground, sat in the crater, remained silent for a long time, then looked up and asked, "Young man, how come your martial arts are so advanced?"

It's here! Right now!

A thought flashed through Bai Qiuran's mind, but he replied calmly, "That's because I have faith in the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable."

"Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable?"

Lu Yuan asked in confusion, "What is that?"

"That's a Deity..."

Bai Qiuran told his father the mythological story that Bai Li had helped him perfect. After finishing, he stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly, "Since I believed in the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable, my back doesn't hurt anymore, my legs aren't weak anymore, I walk with more strength, and I'm more confident. I can even beat up any Land Immortal with one hand."

"Is it really that mysterious...?"

Lu Yuan was skeptical.

He would normally scoff at such things; praying to gods and Buddhas, he thought, aside from Daoism and Buddhism, no Martial World master in the world would do that.

However, he personally experienced Bai Qiuran's strength. Bai Qiuran's Hundred Arts were so easy and effortless, something that even the world's top few Land Immortal could not do.

If a real fight breaks out, judging from Bai Qiuran's appearance, she might actually be able to hang all those old guys up and beat them to a pulp.

"Dad, why don't you give it a try?"

At this moment, Bai Li walked over and handed his father a handkerchief, while also giving Bai Qiuran a helping hand.

"Try what? You kid, do you really think they'll accept me?"

Lu Yuan slapped Bai Li on the head, furious.

"Get up, go start the fire, then go to your Grandpa Yao's to get some medicine to brew. Your father and mother both need medicine to heal their injuries."

"Friend."

At this moment, Bai Qiuran Lu Yuan, "Actually, Li is right, you really can give it a try."

"Ah?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you've been stuck at this level for several years now."

Bai Qiuran smiled at Lu Yuan and said, "You may feel hopeless about breaking through, but in my opinion, you just need a little help. Go and seek the blessing of the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable. Before him, all beings are equal, as long as they want to break through."

"So selfless?"

Lu Yuan asked suspiciously.

"You don't need any Statue or anything. Just take three sticks of incense, bow to Heaven and Earth and earth in the soil in your yard, and silently pray for the blessings of the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable."

Bai Qiuran advised, "Anyway, it won't cost you any money or require you to join any dubious organizations, so just give it a try."

"..."

Lu Yuan at Bai Li, then at Bai Qiuran, and said to Bai Li, "Alright, I'll give it a try. Huai Li, could you also go to the general store and get me three sticks of incense?"

"Dad."

Bai Li asked in surprise, "You agreed?"

"Just like this young friend said, it doesn't cost me any money anyway, and I can afford to give a few coins for incense."

Lu Yuan cupped his hands to Bai Qiuran and said, "Besides, this world is ruled by the strong. Since you defeated me, whatever you say is reasonable."

Lu Yuan lit three incense sticks in his courtyard, and then invited Bai Qiuran, Li Jinyao, and Tang Ruowei, whom he had brought, to have a meal at his home.

After dinner, Bai Qiuran and the other two said their goodbyes. They booked two rooms at the village Inn and did not stay overnight at Lu Yuan and Bai Li's house.

Not long after they left, Lu Yuan Xie Qianrou, with the help of their adopted Lu Yue'er, had their ointment applied, and then the couple went to bed somewhat dejectedly.

The pain in his face Lu Yuan unsure whether he was asleep or awake. When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that he was not in his bedroom at home, but in a strange place.

Thick fog enveloped him from all sides, obscuring even the path beneath his feet. Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan could still feel solid ground beneath his feet. Looking down, he saw that he was still wearing the clothes he wore to bed, and even his feet were bare.

"The Lu Yuan..."

Suddenly, from the depths of the mist, came a gentle voice, tinged with a metallic tremor, somewhat indistinct.

"The Lu Yuan... come to my side."

The voice seemed to be calling his name, and after the voice appeared, Lu Yuan felt a strange tremor, beckoning him to enter the fog.

He couldn't help but walk forward, venturing deeper into the fog.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the thick fog suddenly parted in front of Lu Yuan, and a golden light appeared before his eyes.

The light was dazzling but not glaring; instead, it made people feel warm and comfortable all over, like the rising sun, making them unconsciously generate countless beautiful fantasies in their hearts.

As the light gradually faded, Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked ahead, only to find himself on an Immortal Mountain.

In the open space of the Immortal Mountain, under a vigorous old pine tree, there is a square stone table and four small round stools made of stone.

On the other side of the stone table, directly opposite Lu Yuan, sat a White Hair- haired man in white robes whose face was obscured on a round stool.

He carried a Sword Case on his back, and a small golden dragon was playfully breathing in and out of the clouds on his shoulder; it was very cute.

"The Lu Yuan."

The White Hair man smiled at him and said, "I heard your call and your plea."

Lu Yuan was astonished and cupped his hands in greeting, asking, "May I ask who you are, Venerable?"

"That's good."

The white-robed man, whose face was obscured, made a profound Magic Incantation and smiled at him, saying, "I am indeed the Boundless Merit Foundation Establishment Celestial Venerable."