[Chapter 379: Wudang will go bankrupt if he stays with his master]
Facing Chen Fengzi’s thanks, Yang Yiyu smiled and said, “Get up, this is what you deserve. After decades of bottlenecks, it is expected that you can break through to the sixth level of Xiantian in one breath.
However, I have something to tell you. There are risks and opportunities on your road. If you feel it is right, go ahead. If you feel it is not right, don’t try to be brave. Now that all the hidden meridians in your body are connected, you are invincible in the same realm. In this realm, don’t take shortcuts and lay a good foundation. It is not impossible to surpass the Xiantian.”
“Surpass the Xiantian?” Chen Fengzi’s eyes flashed.
Qian Jue and Ming Jue on the side were shocked when they heard it.
In the realm of martial arts, surpassing the Xiantian is a myth.
Everyone in the ancient martial arts world knows that there is another realm after the Xiantian realm. Xiantian is not the focus of ancient martial artists, but no one knows what realm is after Xiantian, and they don’t know what the next path should be after reaching the peak of Xiantian.
However, in ancient times, the major sects had relevant records after Xiantian, but they were in the forbidden areas of their respective sects. This secret is known to the major ancient sects, and other forces may have it, but very few.
This is also the reason why the strong men of many sects, after reaching the sixth level of Xiantian, either travel around or enter the forbidden area after practicing to the peak of Xiantian.
Because in the forbidden area, there are only secret records of what realm is after Xiantian and how to practice.
Who in the whole ancient martial arts world does not want to achieve a realm above Xiantian?
When they heard Yang Yiyu mentioned the realm above Xiantian, all three of them were shocked.
Qian Jue was the first to lose his composure and asked, “Grandmaster, do you know the realm after Xiantian?”
Yang Yiyu was stunned for a moment, and asked back, “Don’t you know?”
Qian Jue smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, “This is a secret that every ancient martial artist in the entire ancient martial arts world wants to know, but unfortunately no one knows it. It is only rumored to be recorded in the forbidden area, but once you enter the forbidden area, no one can come out, so no one in the outside world knows what realm Xiantian is, let alone how to practice.”
After hearing this, Yang Yiyu said secretly in his heart, “You don’t know, so how can I know, but Xiantian corresponds to the foundation building of the cultivator. According to the realm of the cultivator, after Xiantian is the golden elixir. After Xiantian, the ancient martial artists must have it, but I don’t know the name, but I think it should be the same as the cultivators.
However, I’d better not say anything about this, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Yunmen is a cultivator, but he is different from the ancient warriors. If the ancient warriors spy on him, Yunmen and I will not be able to live in peace. “
Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun cleared his throat and said, “Ahem, how could I know this? I guess there must be one. By the way, why are you worrying about this now?
If you want to worry, you should wait until you reach the peak of the ninth level of the innate realm, right? The road to seeking the Tao is to take one step at a time. Only by being down-to-earth can you glimpse the door of the Tao. Don’t be too ambitious every day. “
In order to divert attention, Yang taught the three people a lesson.
“Yes, yes, the master taught you that we thought too much.” Qian Jue and the other two smiled again and again, thinking about what Master Yang Yiyun said, they were right. They were only at the sixth or seventh level of the innate realm now. How easy is it to cultivate to the peak of the ninth level of the innate realm?
“Okay, Chen Fengzi’s matter has been resolved. Now it’s Yuan Xiaolei’s turn.” Yang Yiyun smiled and looked at Yuan Xiaolei and said, “Little guy, can you communicate with me about ancient rituals now?”
Before Yuan Xiaolei could speak, Chen Fengzi hurriedly said, “Xiaolei, serve your great master well these days, and don’t be negligent.” Chen Fengzi now has an almost superstitious fanaticism towards Yang Yiyun. He feels that this master may be able to cure Xiaolei’s congenital disease, and then Xiaolei will be able to practice martial arts.
“I will obey the master’s order~” Yuan Xiaolei replied calmly, neither humbly nor servile.
At this time, Baishan Fuer returned and came to Yang Yiyun and said, “The master’s room is ready. I will take the master to rest.”
“Well, after a day of tossing, I am really a little tired. You guys should all go away.” Yang Yiyun waved to Qianjue and the other two.
Then he pulled Yuan Xiaolei and followed Baishan to the guest room of Wudang.
Baishan took Yang Yiyun to a mountain called Donglai Peak, which means “purple air coming from the east”. This is the best guest room in Wudang. It is only open to the elders of all generations and the leaders of various sects.
The daylight here reaches ten hours a day, and the aura is also the best place in Wudang besides the main peak.
Walking up the mountain, you can see independent courtyard lofts, which are antique and have a historical atmosphere. Although it is winter, some ancient trees around are still green and refreshing. It is dusk, and the afterglow of the sunset shines over, which looks particularly charming.
“It’s really a good place~” Yang Yiyun couldn’t help but say. Compared with Wudang, his Yunmen headquarters is simply the difference between a mud house and a villa. He secretly thought in his heart that he should clean up the Yunmen headquarters at a price. Otherwise, if someone goes to visit in the future, wouldn’t it be shabby for a sect to look at?
“Master, you will live here. This is Donglai Pavilion, and it is also the best guest room in Donglai Peak.” Baishan stopped in front of a tall and unrefined attic and said.
“Okay, let’s go in and take a look~” Yang Yiyu nodded and said.
The courtyard is very large, about more than 300 square meters. There is a three-story attic in front of it, and the three traditional Chinese characters “Donglai Pavilion” are written above.
There are ancient trees, rockery, ponds, gardens, etc. in the courtyard.
Under the guidance of Baishan, when they walked into Donglai Pavilion, Yang Yiyu smelled a fragrant smell and couldn’t help asking: “Baishan, what is it? I think it has a calming effect?”
Baishan smiled proudly and said: “Master, you are amazing. This is the red sandalwood incense I lit for you when I was cleaning the room just now. It is useful for meditation. In fact, the entire Donglai Pavilion is built of red sandalwood.”
“My goodness, it’s all built of red sandalwood?” Yang Yiyu was amazed. After all, it is an ancient sect.
“Yes, it was actually built and preserved during the Ming Dynasty.” Baishan answered proudly, but Yang Yiyu’s next words made him not feel proud.
“Baishan, you just said that the sandalwood lit in the attic can help you concentrate while meditating, right?” Yang Yiyun asked with narrowed eyes.
Baishan didn’t understand what Yang Yiyun meant, and still said proudly: “Yes, Master, among the eight major sects, our Wudang sandalwood is the best. Those are all sandalwoods specially developed for meditation that have been preserved since the Ming Dynasty. The ancient martial arts world has to give a thumbs up to them.”
“Is that so~ Then I’ll give you a chance to honor Master. Give me a few hundred kilograms of sandalwood and I’ll take it back.” Yang Yiyun said lightly.
“What?” Baishan almost fell down. A few hundred kilograms? The sandalwood nowadays was left over from hundreds of years ago. There are only so many in the whole Wudang. Yang Yiyun asked for a few hundred kilograms at once. These sandalwoods are good things that money can’t buy. Let alone a few hundred kilograms, even a few kilograms would be as painful as cutting flesh in Wudang.
“Why not?” Yang Yiyun snorted. He just wanted to extort money. Baishan’s sense of superiority as a big sect really irritated Yang Yiyun. In his eyes, Baishan seemed to be laughing at his Yunmen for being poor, which made Yang very dissatisfied.
So he was ready to ask for a lot of money and extort money.
“Ah~ No no… No, Master, there is not that much sandalwood in the whole Wudang~” Baishan said with an unnatural look on his face. He was not even slapping himself now. It was the cheapest. Where could he get hundreds of kilograms of sandalwood?
Wudang’s sandalwood was kept by Master Mingjue. He treated it like a treasure on weekdays. If he asked Master for hundreds of kilograms, Baishan would definitely think that Master would break his legs. But if he didn’t agree to Yang Yiyun, he couldn’t afford to offend this Master.
“No? You just said you had some. I don’t care if you don’t have any. You can tear down this red sandalwood hall to make it. At least give me 100 kilograms of sandalwood. I’ll take it with me when I leave.”
After Yang Yiyu finished speaking, he walked into the inner room. Suddenly, he saw the snow-white bed in the inner room. When he got closer, he saw that the bed was covered with some kind of animal skin. He said, “Baishan, what kind of skin is this?”
“Master, this is white bear skin.” Baishan replied while wiping his cold sweat.
“You are killing protected animals indiscriminately. Isn’t this too luxurious?” Yang Yiyu said in an exaggerated tone.
“No, no, no, Master, don’t get me wrong. The white bear skin is not from Jiuzhou. It was obtained from the Russians. It was soaked in a special medicine. Lying on it can activate blood circulation. It is very useful for ancient warriors.” Baishan explained quickly.
Yang Yiyu laughed and said lightly again: “It has such an effect. Okay, get me ten to take away.”
Baishan’s eyes went dark and he almost fainted. This kind of white bear skin was soaked in a special medicine. The process was very complicated. There were only some of them in the whole martial arts world, and there were probably only seven or eight of them in total. Could he ask them for it?
If he dared to ask, he would be beaten into a pig’s head by his uncles and uncles.
“No, Wudang will go bankrupt if I stay with my master. I’d better run away quickly.” Baishan muttered in his heart, but did not respond. Instead, he changed the subject and said: “Well, master, I asked the kitchen to prepare dinner. You can rest first and I will go and urge them.”
After that, without waiting for Yang Yiyu to speak, he exerted his usual escape speed and ran from Donglai Pavilion.
(End of this chapter)
