Beyond the Grotto-Heaven, the Eight-Thousand-Li Coming Dragon River

The following morning.

Xie Linchuan finished circulating his internal energy, his eyes shining brightly.

After returning to his residence last night, he followed the method given by Tunzhou to operate the Great Spirit Courtyard, and tried it all night. The more he practiced, the more alarmed he became!

When the Qi finally passes through the Shendao Acupoint, not only is the backlash from the Blood Qi and Qi greatly reduced, but it can even be transformed into Qi to nourish the Primordial Spirit!

The second point alone is enough to elevate the [Refining the True] method to a new level, making it the Qi Ingestion for martial artists worldwide.

The essential method for cultivating the two realms of the Form Refinement.

"Now we must see whether, after the forty-ninth transformation, it still aligns with the Great Dao and transforms Inner Qi into Profound Qi."

Xie Linchuan thought to himself, "I wonder which stage the Tunzhou has reached now."

Now that the backlash from his Blood Qi has been greatly reduced, he feels that after forging his Immortal Foundation, he should have a good chance of pushing it to the forty-ninth stage. If that's not enough, he'll just need to consume more precious medicines.

Forty-nine turns are no longer an unattainable dream.

Once it is proven that Inner Qi can be transformed into Profound Qi, even if the efficiency is extremely low, it will be a revolutionary change for Martial Dao.

In martial arts Foundation Establishment, the distinction between Lower Vehicle and Higher Vehicle hinges not only on the Cultivation Method used, but also on the Profound Qi.

The Higher Vehicle level of foundation absorbs the Heaven and Earth Clear Qi, but is the lowest level of Profound Qi.

The pure energy here is not the pure energy they Qi Ingestion, but rather the pure energy from a thousand portions of daily cultivation, from which one portion of the Profound Qi level of Heaven and Earth Clear Qi can be extracted.

Therefore, if the children and disciples of each family want to build a Higher Vehicle foundation, they must either endure hardship or wait for the family to bestow profound Profound Qi.

Needless to say, the Immortal Foundation is even more advanced.

Not to mention folk martial artists, even within various schools, there are many Qi Ingestion artists who can only endure hardship or have no choice but to choose Lower Vehicle foundations in order to avoid missing the optimal age for Form Refinement.

After all, not everyone has the hope of directly reaching the external realm and breaking through the divine power embryo. For most scions of noble families, this is an extremely good achievement.

Therefore, the path of Martial Dao, starting from the first realm, is a formidable barrier for most martial artists.

This time, Tunzhou has truly given him a great gift.

Unfortunately, this matter is currently beyond their control and cannot be pushed forward.

In order to protect themselves, they had to keep it strictly confidential and save it for later.

Xie Linchuan thought to himself, and suddenly felt a little regretful—he had been too rushed yesterday, and being in Luofu Grotto-Heaven, he really didn't have anything worthwhile to offer. He could only make up for it by meeting again in the Tunzhou.

After finishing his morning exercise, Xie Linchuan got up and found his grandmaster Zhang: "May I ask, grandmaster, which sage master of the past created the [Refining the True] method?"

Zhang Qingtong was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea when he heard this, so he raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

That look was somewhat strange.

Xie Linchuan felt extremely uncomfortable, wondering what he had said wrong.

"Don't all methods of inheriting [Refining the True] have a self-narration by the creator?" Zhang Qingtong asked, "Didn't you hear it?"

Xie Linchuan was taken aback, only then remembering this matter.

When the method of [Refining the True] was passed down, there was indeed a "self-narration of State of Mind," but the other party did not directly reveal their identity.

"Yu Coming Dragon River slew the head of the Six Paths of Evil and Demons Supreme Origin Sect of the Taishang with his sword, but no one witnessed the battle, which is a great pity," Zhang Qingtong said quietly. "Just from this one sentence, can't you guess who this person is?"

"Haven't you already seen him?"

Xie Linchuan looked astonished, and a sudden flash of inspiration struck him.

That town keeper?!

He involuntarily turned his head to look in a certain direction in the town, with only one thought in his mind—

Does Tunzhou know about this?!

At this very moment.

After bidding farewell to Dingguang, Yu Tunzhou boarded Old Mo's fishing boat.

With a gentle push of his bamboo pole, Old Mo propelled the fishing boat downstream along the river.

A fog gradually rose ahead, turning the river surface into a white expanse, obscuring everything.

--

This scene was almost exactly the same as when he accidentally wandered into the town along the river three years ago.

Yu Tunzhou sat at the bow of the boat, looking back.

In the fog, the outline of the town became increasingly blurred, and the green hill where he had lived for three years grew smaller and smaller until it became a faint black dot and then disappeared completely.

Old Mo chuckled, "Yu Tunzhou, you've lived here for over three years, aren't you reluctant to leave?"

Yu Tunzhou's eyes gleamed. "What's there to be reluctant about? I just want to get out of here as soon as possible! By the way, Old Mo, are you sure we can take this fishing boat with us?"

Old Mo choked for a moment, feeling somewhat guilty, but then quickly regained his composure. He had been watching over the grotto for thirty years; what was wrong with taking a boat?

Old Mo, poling leisurely with his bamboo pole, suddenly looked up at the sky.

Yu Tunzhou noticed something was wrong and followed his gaze, only to see a vast expanse of white.

"They arrived pretty quickly," Old Mo muttered to himself. "I wonder what's going on outside."

Yu Tunzhou guessed, "Old Mo, have the powerful figures from various families arrived?"

"Hmm." Old Mo withdrew his gaze and chuckled, "It's alright, they won't find us."

"Tunzhou, now that you've left the cave, I'll first send you to a Daoist temple, where I stayed during my early cultivation stages. You'll stay there for a while, until you break through to the Form Refinement and stabilize your cultivation before leaving. The travel permit and identification documents will also take time to process."

"There's one more thing you need to remember: starting now, for the next two months, try to avoid showing off your boxing techniques and Fist Intent in crowded places."

"Remember, it's two months!"

"As for the others in the cave, don't worry. Those guys are too low-level and narrow-minded. Plus, I'm concealing my aura, so they won't be able to figure anything out."

Yu Tunzhou was puzzled as to why it was two months, but Old Mo's expression was serious and not like he was joking, so he agreed.

Two months is a long time in the cave, but outside it might just be the time it takes to travel.

Seeing that he agreed, Old Mo laughed and said, "I've taken advantage of you quite a bit since I learned this set of boxing techniques from you, so I should at least help you solve a problem."

"What trouble?" Yu Tunzhou a beat. "Is it the Northern Chen region, or those families whose members I killed?"

He figured these were the families most likely to emerge from the cave and come looking for trouble.

Old Mo shook his head and said, "It's much more troublesome than that. If I had to put it in four words, it's 'possessing a treasure is a crime.' But don't worry, Old Mo will help you solve most of it; you'll have to bear the rest yourself."

Yu Tunzhou was about to say something.

But they found that the fog around them was gradually dissipating.

It was like lifting curtains layer by layer.

The first thing that catches the eye is a seemingly narrow river channel.

But soon, he saw two colorful multi-story ships on either side of him, each with more than a dozen floors, sitting side by side in the middle of the river. They were several times larger than the cruise ships he had seen in his previous life.

Like two small mountains, Higher Vehicle the river.

The narrow waterway he had just seen was actually the space between two multi-story ships.

At that moment, their fishing boat passed between the two giant ships, as if passing between two high walls.

People came and went on the boat; the women were all exquisitely made up, their jewelry jingling; the men were all dressed in fine clothes and had an extraordinary air about them.

Yu Tunzhou looked up at the people on the boat.

The people on the boat leaned over the gunwale to watch him, chatting and laughing, pointing and whispering.

"Look, where did that little boat come from?"

"Whose little fishing boat is recklessly darting around on the Coming Dragon River? Are they courting death?"

"Hey you two on the boat, watch out, don't get capsized by the waves!"

"Hey kid, what are your names? Where are you from?"

Yu Tunzhou withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.

The river flowed mightily, heading towards an unknown distance.

The sounds from the ship came from a great distance, scattered and fragmented.

Coming Dragon River.

As Master Lu mentioned, the Coming Dragon River from Misty Rosy Clouds Mountain in the west and flowing eastward into the East Sea.

When the Great Yan established its rule over the world, it slaughtered 300,000 soldiers of the previous dynasty on the banks of this river, leaving corpses strewn across the fields and piles of white bones.

Therefore, this river is also known as the Unsettled River, which is derived from the line "Pitiful bones by the Wuding River, still the dream of a woman in her spring boudoir."

suddenly-

A chorus of gasps and exclamations erupted from the ship.

Then came absolute silence.

It turned out that Old Mo had burst into laughter, pushed up the bamboo pole, and the fishing boat immediately lifted off the water and into the air, riding the clouds and mist, Fuyao up into view. The landscape was like a painting, and the mighty Coming Dragon River eight thousand miles, was getting farther and farther away, finally becoming a winding white line, starting from Misty Rosy Clouds Mountain in the west, falling from the sky and flowing to the East Sea China Sea, like a stroke of ink by an immortal on this vast land!

"Yu Tunzhou!"

The wind howled overhead, but Old Mo's voice boomed with laughter, "This is the world of martial arts!"

Yu Tunzhou stood at the bow of the boat, his sleeves fluttering, looking up at the people on the boat and down at the world below.

His gaze was intense.

So this is the Old Mo world!

Yu Tunzhou and Old Mo had only been gone a short while.

Powerful individuals from various factions entered the grotto-heaven one after another.

Where is that Guardian Mo?

The first thing everyone did upon arriving here was to pay a visit to the person who, for some unknown reason, had been stationed here for thirty years, ranking ninth on the Heaven Ranking.

Daoist Qingzhi seemed to sense something and secretly asked via telepathy, "Senior Brother Qingshan, do you suspect that Old Mo has a problem?"

Qingshan replied, "It's because Senior Brother suspects that he might have made some kind of deal with the Martial Ancestor."

--

The senior brother he mentioned could only be their eldest senior brother, the current sect leader of the Nanhua Sect, Heaven Ranking, and Supreme Sword Lord Yan Huifeng.

The Nanhua Sect is one of the ancestral temples of Daoist School, and it venerates the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue, but it never claims to be Grand Purity Lineage.

Under the leadership of this Sect Master Yan, the entire Nanhua Sect practices swordsmanship, and it is hoped that the word "sword" can be added before the name of the sect.

Daoist Qingzhi asked in confusion, "If Senior Brother suspects that Old Mo is involved, why didn't he come himself and instead sent you? You've offended him recently, and he's planning to use you as a pawn? Don't drag me into this."

"Don't say your junior sister didn't warn you, that guy is a man of appearances, a true master of Dharma Aspect. Crushing the two of us would be no harder than stepping on ants."

Qingshan:----

"Stop talking nonsense," Daoist Qingshan rebuked. "It is precisely because it is I who have come that it demonstrates that the Nanhua Sect has no ill intentions."

Qingzhi suddenly realized, "That's true. Even if ten more senior brothers came, they wouldn't pose much of a threat to Old Mo."

"Shut up and stand over there," Daoist Qingshan said expressionlessly. "I will test Cao Jianjia's studies later. If she makes a mistake, you, as her temporary master, will be punished in her place."

"Why should I?" Daoist Qingzhi retorted, "Her poor grades are due to her stupidity, what does it have to do with me?"

"Because you are my junior sister and I am your senior brother," Daoist Qingshan sneered.

Soon after, the powerful figures from various factions finally discovered that the Great Hero Mo and Yu Tunzhou had both left this grotto-heaven.

Left with no other option, they went up the mountain to seek an audience with the Daoist School guards.

"Is this where the boy stayed?"

The middle-aged Daoist priest from Evergreen Mountain had piercing eyes as he surveyed the simple thatched hut.

Last year, he heard from his junior brother Zhang about the hardships of youth, and now that he thinks about it, it's truly a pity, otherwise the mountain could have gained another Immortal Seed.

Daoist Qingshan stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Daozi Li, may I ask if you know the whereabouts of Yu Tunzhou?"

At this moment, everyone present seemed to regard him as the leader. Besides having the backing of the second- Heaven Ranking, his strength also surpassed that of everyone else present.

Li Jingxuan's gaze swept over them indifferently.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

This person's level of Nature Cultivation seems to be more than just the previously rumored Pure Land.

How could someone with such profound Nature Cultivation have reached such a level?!

"According to the agreement reached three years ago between Senior Brother Shouxin and the other parties, now that Senior Brother Yu has left the cave, all previous karmic debts should be wiped clean. Are the various families preparing to break the agreement?"

Qingshan remained silent for a moment, lost in thought.

This is indeed a problem.

Now that the Martial Ancestor has escaped, this matter is most likely related to Lu Huaiqing, and Yu Tunzhou was the last person Lu Huaiqing had contact with before his death. They felt it was necessary to find Yu Tunzhou and question him, after all, now—

Qingshan said softly, "Daozi Li doesn't know, but just a few days ago, bad news came from Northern Chen, the closest place to Luofu Grotto-Heaven: Chen Beihan, the eighteenth Grandmaster on the Earth Ranking, died in battle, and the current ruler of Northern Chen also died in court."

Li Jingxuan's gaze narrowed slightly. Had that person's revenge come so quickly?

He shook his head and said, "I know what you mean, but Lu Huaiqing values Senior Brother Yu very much, so he didn't tell Senior Brother Yu anything. It's no use asking Senior Brother Yu about this."

Everyone frowned. Was it because they were afraid Yu Tunzhou would be implicated, and therefore they hadn't told him anything?

"Regarding this matter alone, the Supreme Purity Lineage can vouch for Senior Brother Yu; he has no significant connection with that Martial Ancestor," Li Jingxuan stated succinctly. "Now that Senior Brother Yu has left with Guardian Mo, I do not know his whereabouts. If any of you still have doubts, you may go and find him yourselves."

The group exchanged bewildered glances. Had Yu Tunzhou been taken away by that Great Hero Mo?

This was undoubtedly a warning to them to be careful of that person's attitude.

Even a Daoist School temple like the Nanhua Sect, with the Supreme Sword Lord Yan Huifeng in charge, would not offend a high -Dharma Aspect Master for no reason.

Not to mention other aristocratic Aristocratic Clan and sects that do not have Dharma Aspect Master in charge.

Qingshan's focus differed from the others; his expression was grave as he asked, "Is the Supreme Purity Lineage going to vouch for Yu Tunzhou?"

Among the ancestral temples of Daoist School, the Supreme Purity Lineage is the most transcendent, directly inheriting the Daoist lineage of the Heavenly Venerable. Even their Nanhua Sect would never dare to call themselves the Grand Purity Lineage.

Li Jingxuan's nickname for Yu Tunzhou also made his own connections.

"On this matter only," Li Jingxuan said calmly.

Qingshan said knowingly, "I understand. Then this matter ends here, and no one will use this as an excuse to involve Yu Tunzhou again."

He paused, then sighed, "Since Lu Huaiqing didn't want Yu Tunzhou to get involved in this mess, he probably didn't pave the way for him either. So, he must be entering the world of martial arts now."

"Another immortal has been added to the Immortal Seed."

The middle-aged Daoist priest from Evergreen Mountain also laughed and said, "When Yu Tunzhou enters the martial world, he will discover something interesting: even before he arrives, rumors about him are already everywhere in the martial world."

Many people present smiled knowingly, but also felt a pang of regret.

Regardless of the boy's true intentions, his actions of first questioning the Martial Ancestor and then smashing away the Martial Fortune were enough to make him famous throughout the world.

It truly deserves the saying: Who in the world does not know you?

Unfortunately, this arrogant and ignorant youth was not their disciple.

Meanwhile, in the nearby temple.

The representative of the Bao Household, a middle-aged woman, bowed respectfully to the young monk and asked, "May I ask when the Buddhist disciple plans to descend the mountain?"

Dingguang's eyes lit up and he asked, "After we go down the mountain, can we go find my senior brother?"

The woman from the Bao Household was speechless and dared not answer.

Until a monk, looking exhausted, hurriedly arrived from the Northern Dark Sea.

He looked at the Future Buddha before him, his eyes gentle, and smiled, "It will be soon. The day you climb the mountain in your dream and see the Great Thunderclap Temple will be the day you descend."

The woman from the Bao Household behind him looked horrified, but dared not look at the Buddhist disciple again, for fear that she might inadvertently offend the Present Buddha.

The representatives from various groups who had not yet dispersed not far away all looked horrified.

This reminded Daoist Qingshan of something else.

Now that Lu Huaiqing is dead, to whom has the [Heavenly Court Fragment] fallen?

Jiang Wenxuan?

If it is this person, wouldn't the Jiang Household gain another seat in the Nine Heavens?