The Daoist Book

Lu Huaiqing used his Martial Dao to entice them, and he was not afraid of being tempted by the Yu Tunzhou.

To his slight surprise, Yu Tunzhou seemed to possess a faint, elusive Fist Intent, which, drawn by his Martial Dao aura, stirred like a dormant dragon awakening, ready to pounce.

Yu Tunzhou has already learned the boxing technique and even developed its intent.

Lu Huaiqing couldn't help but feel curious.

With Yu Tunzhou imprisoned, no one would pass on his martial arts skills to him. Even the Qi Ingestion Method and visualization diagrams were only obtained from others after the Daoist struggle began.

Where does the martial arts technique that allows him to cultivate the Fist Intent come from?

Zhou Tianchen of Heavenly Peng Daoist Temple?

What was even more unexpected was that even he couldn't immediately discern the true nature of the Fist Intent.

At this moment, Lu Huaiqing wanted to test the waters, like luring a snake out of its hole, he used a trace of his own Fist Intent to lure Yu Tunzhou's Fist Intent.

The Fist Intent, also known as the Martial Intention, is one of the manifestations of the martial artist's way.

The great principles attract each other, and the same is true for the Fist Intent.

Therefore, the clash of Fist Intent, serving as whetstones for each other, is a common occurrence among martial artists and is also a natural part of their nature.

To avoid any accidents, Lu Huaiqing only took a trace of it, so as not to suppress Yu Tunzhou's nascent Fist Intent and cause the latter's Fist Intent to falter.

But his attempt was like throwing himself into a well that looked shallow but was actually a deep abyss. Not only did it sink to the bottom, but it was also silently dissolved without even a ripple.

What kind of Fist Intent is this?

Lu Huaiqing's expression became more solemn.

He had already reached the External Scenery, and his Martial Intention had withstood ninety years of trials and tribulations. Even if there was only a trace of it left, it shouldn't have disappeared so silently.

Yu Tunzhou's Fist Intent was also clearly nascent, far from being so vast as to silently drown out his trace of Fist Intent.

If the quantitative difference hasn't reached a qualitative change, then even if it's a case of the many bullying the few, it shouldn't happen so silently, unless the two are fundamentally... similar?

Or is it due to the luck of the Martial Fortune?

It seems that my earlier difficulty in discerning the true nature of the Fist Intent was not unexpected.

Just as Lu Huaiqing suppressed his doubts, he suddenly looked intently at Yu Tunzhou.

After testing him, Yu Tunzhou's meager Fist Intent reacted as if facing a formidable enemy, not retreating an inch but instead advancing and launching a fierce counterattack!

Given this Fist Intent, one can imagine whether the master of this Fist Intent would retreat or advance if he were ever caught in a deadly battlefield.

Yu Tunzhou was unaware of the subtle clash between their Fist Intent, but he inexplicably felt a surge of energy throughout his body, yet also a sense of comfort and intense heat.

In response to Lu Huaiqing's "request," Yu Tunzhou asked only one question:

Will I die?

"Of course not." Lu Huaiqing shook his head. "I only asked you to take on the challenge, not to win."

"Will it violate the town's rules if I let you practice martial arts?" Yu Tunzhou asked.

"I'm a dying man," Lu Huaiqing laughed. "No one will hold it against me."

Yu Tunzhou didn't hesitate for long.

The person in front of him had shown him goodwill several times, and Master Xuanku, who was in front of him, did not try to stop him, which shows that this person should not be bad.

Most importantly, he truly lacked a mentor in Martial Dao.

For example, that boxing style—he stumbled and staggered his way to where he is now, not knowing if there's a path ahead, or if the path he's taken is even correct.

"Alright," Yu Tunzhou said in a deep voice, "Who do you want me to challenge on your behalf? Someone in the town, or someone outside?"

"No rush," Lu Huaiqing shook his head. "You haven't even stepped into the threshold of Martial Dao yet; you're far from qualified to challenge him."

I don't have much time.

"So starting tomorrow, I will teach you what ' Martial Dao ' is."

"Oh, right."

"Yu Tunzhou, you probably don't know this, but many people in this town have already received orders from that Martial Ancestor —as long as they kill you, they will receive enough Martial Fortune to nurture Immortal Foundation."

"So, if you're heading to the town next, you'd better be careful."

Yu Tunzhou looks up in astonishment.

Could anyone in the town gain enough Martial Fortune to Immortal Foundation by killing themselves?

Why didn't I hear anything?

Yu Tunzhou frowned, secretly annoyed.

This is discrimination!

Lu Huaiqing asked, "Yu Tunzhou, what was your first thought when you heard this news?"

"Suppression!" Yu Tunzhou blurted out without hesitation, "Blatant suppression!"

Lu Huaiqing was speechless.

Aren't you even slightly worried that you'll end up making enemies of everyone in the town?

very good.

Lu Huaiqing nodded, just about to remind Yu Tunzhou that after swallowing that mouthful of Martial Fortune, his enemies would no longer be any of the disciples or scions of any sect in the town.

But when it came to the point, he paused for a moment and ultimately gave up.

Because in the past three years, Yu Tunzhou's opponents have never been any family or individual in the town.

Next.

At Master Xuanku's instruction, Yu Tunzhou led Dingguang out of the temple, leaving Lu Huaiqing and the other person behind.

Lu Huaiqing cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for not stopping me."

Master Xuanku calmly asked, "Lu Huaiqing, do you think it's better for the world to have one more Lu Huaiqing, or one more Yu Tunzhou?"

Lu Huaiqing smiled and said, "If Yu Tunzhou could reach Lu Huaiqing's position, then for the world, having one more Yu Tunzhou would be better than having one more Lu Huaiqing."

He said calmly:

"Rest assured, Master, I never intended to mold Yu Tunzhou into another version of myself. He and I are fundamentally different."

"This time, I, Lu, will only teach Martial Dao."

Yu Tunzhou stood in the courtyard, gazing at the cave under the night sky. His internal Inner Qi surged. If he were to return to the alley battle a week ago, he would not retreat, dodge, or flinch; he could easily carve a bloody path with a single punch.

Can killing yourself grant you enough Martial Fortune?

Yu Tunzhou Boat remained expressionless.

I wonder if anyone's come here looking for trouble.

Suddenly, Yu Tunzhou frowned slightly, as if thunder rumbled in his stomach, and hunger burned up inch by inch.

"Dingguang, start a fire."

"Huh?" Dingguang raised her little face in surprise. There's a midnight snack tonight?

Wisps of smoke rise slowly from the eaves, filling the air with the aroma of cooking.

Yu Tunzhou was so hungry that he quickly steamed some fresh fish and started eating before the rice was even cooked.

Only after eating Dragon Fish did his hunger subside somewhat.

Today, Dragon Fish is far from enough to fill one's stomach.

Yu Tunzhou was puzzled. He had only practiced his boxing for a short while, so why was he suddenly so hungry and weak?

Fortunately, given his current condition, fishing is no longer a difficult task for him.

Simply jump into a spot in the river where there are many fish, and the instant you jump in, visualize the Little Black; this will scare several fish into a stupor, which can be considered a form of frying fish.

"Senior brother, is Master leaving?" Dingguang suddenly asked, his mood somewhat downcast.

Yu Tunzhou, stunned.

According to the original plan, after the first battle for destiny ended, Master Xuanku and the old Daoist priest would leave, and new people would take their place.

From the current perspective, Lu Huaiqing is temporarily taking over the position of the Buddhist resident.

Junior Brother Li had also arrived earlier.

As expected, these two senior members who have accompanied him for three years will be the first to leave the cave.

Seeing that Dingguang was in low spirits and even slowed down his eating, Yu Tunzhou Dingguang him:

"Senior brother, find some time to catch that little fox for you to keep you company."

The young monk's face immediately lit up with joy, his eyes brimming with anticipation. "Senior brother, really?"

"It's really true."

Yu Tunzhou sighed that little kids were so easy to coax, then recalled the little fox's den, figuring it should only be a matter of making one trip.

I'll make a trip tomorrow morning and catch a couple of pheasants to improve our meals.

After the meal, Yu Tunzhou stretched and sat in the courtyard, sorting out his spoils.

Suddenly, the Yu Tunzhou froze in place.

Deep in my mind, that line of golden text that had accompanied me day and night has quietly disappeared without me even realizing it.

Only one ancient Daoist book remained.

There is only one word on the cover.

[easy].