After leaving the tournament venue, Chen Jue did not return to the guesthouse to rest. Instead, he strolled over to the training ground he had visited before.
Everyone had gone to watch the experts from the various schools compete, leaving the training ground deserted.
Chen Jue found a clean spot, sat cross-legged, and began circulating his qi and blood to calm his mind.
The invincible power of that song earlier had struck him deeply. He had wished he could take his panel back to that era and fight shoulder to shoulder with those who came before him, so much so that he had been distracted even during his bout with the Wudang Taoist priest.
But every era had its own moving experiences, as well as its own limitations.
No matter how much assistance the panel provided, it probably could not break through the barriers of time and space and let Chen Jue leap into the past to experience that invincible power for himself.
Moreover, martial artists possessed stronger wills than ordinary people. In his brief time at the tournament venue, Chen Jue had already seen many different spirits and wills intertwining.
This greatly affected his cultivation, which was why he had left the venue early after finishing the first round.
Just as the enlightened monks and accomplished Taoist masters of old liked to meditate and seek enlightenment alone in secluded places, they were not actually withdrawing from the world out of pessimism. Rather, they feared becoming mired in worldly affairs and allowing the emotions of ordinary people to disturb their resolve in the Way.
It was like the Buddhist teaching of "Six Roots of Purity, Four Elements Are Emptiness," which allowed one to better recite sutras and worship the Buddha.
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