Chương 168: What man doesn't want a big one!

The Emei School, as the mainstay of Sichuan's martial arts community, stands as a pillar of strength.

Not only was it powerful and had many disciples, but it also wielded immense power in secular society.

It's unknown how many politicians and wealthy businessmen have connections to the Emei Sect behind the scenes.

This is only Emei before it returned to the Void.

After returning to the Void, its strength naturally became even more terrifying.

This is why so many martial arts sects and prominent families in Sichuan Province give face to Emei and are willing to hold meetings there.

Although Zen Master Zhishan was not the head of the Emei Sect, he was one of the important elders and still held considerable influence within the sect.

His remarks in the main hall gave room for maneuver regarding the renaming of Qingcheng.

At least the imperial court wouldn't only consider the opinions of the Qingcheng faction.

After spending the night in Emei and exchanging martial arts knowledge with Zen Master Zhishan for an hour, Yu Zhengnan and the other members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect drove back to Tiezhan Mountain early the next morning.

The following day, in a side hall of the Emei Sect, Zen Master Zhishan sat cross-legged, hands clasped together, chanting scriptures with a solemn expression and dignified appearance.

"Master, the Qingcheng Sect may be planning something. What should we do next?"

A middle-aged monk knocked on the door and entered, bowing respectfully.

"Let's wait and see. We should give those who need a warning and observe those who need to be observed. Each piece should act like a piece. Sichuan Province needs the light of Buddha to shine upon it."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhi Shan's mouth beneath his long beard.

"Yes, Master. I've heard that the Qingcheng Sect has invited CEOs of nearby listed companies to come up the mountain to attend a ceremony—"

"Old Daoist Weichen has quite the ambition; I wonder how long this little stone will keep him in check."

"Go down and report to me immediately!"

"Yes, Master!"

The door to the meditation room made a crisp "ouch" sound and slowly closed.

At the Qingcheng Sword Sect's headquarters on Iron Anvil Mountain, Zhao Rui sat on the edge of a cliff, closing his eyes in deep thought.

Yun Hao, feeling slightly embarrassed, followed a woman slowly up the mountain.

"You weren't this cowardly when you killed someone!"

The woman glared at him reproachfully and strode forward.

Yun Hao blushed and quickly followed.

"Sister-in-law, it's been so long!"

As soon as the two reached the top of the mountain, Zhao Rui's voice rang in their ears. Despite the howling mountain wind, the faint sound of his voice was still clearly audible.

"Look at you! I told you, Junior Brother Zhao is much more insightful than you. You're so hesitant and indecisive!"

The woman snorted at Yun Hao in exasperation, then quickly turned and walked forward, greeting Zhao Rui with a smile, "Junior Brother Zhao, you're getting more and more handsome. It's been over a year since we last met. Time really flies."

"yes!"

Zhao Rui smiled, jumped off the rock, glanced at Yun Hao, then looked at the woman and said:

"Sister-in-law should have come up the mountain long ago. Our Qingcheng Sword Sect is in dire need of rebuilding, we don't even have a mountain gate anymore, so what's the point of worrying about such things?"

"Junior Brother Zhao is so understanding. Don't worry, I am also a person devoted to the Dao, and I will definitely not break the rules of our Qingcheng Sword Sect."

"I certainly believe that. If it weren't for my sister-in-law's warning, the Qingcheng Sect would have been wiped out by that demon long ago. The Qingcheng Sword Sect will forever remember this kindness."

"We're all family, why bring that up? It's embarrassing to even mention it. We really can't beat them. We can't beat them."

The woman was none other than Ye Qinglian, a martial arts master who was also skilled in the Thunderclap Sword Technique and was a persistent pursuer of Daoist Yunhao.

"Sister-in-law is right, we're all family. Senior Brother Yunhao, what's wrong, are you afraid to see people?"

"Who's afraid of seeing people? Alright, you've seen them, hurry up and go down the mountain to the kitchen to cook."

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"Don't disturb Junior Brother Zhao's practice."

After saying that, Yun Hao turned and walked gracefully down the mountain.

Ye Qinglian gave him a reproachful look, then bowed to Zhao Rui and quickly caught up with him. She affectionately took Yun Hao Daoist's arm. Yun Hao struggled for a moment, but seeing that he couldn't shake her off, he had no choice but to accept it.

Seeing the two of them like this, Zhao Rui inexplicably thought of Senior Sister Qin in Jizhou City and Junior Sister Miao on Mount Tai.

It's not good for a man to be too lonely; a lone yang cannot last long!

He couldn't help but take out his phone and call Miao Miaomiao.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.

Knowing that she was in a Taoist temple and it was inconvenient for her, Zhao Rui hung up the phone and dialed Qin Rui's mobile number instead.

The more women you have feelings for, the more benefits you'll see.

If you can't get through to one number, you can call another, which will prevent anxiety, panic, worry, and insomnia.

"Zhao Rui, you're back?"

Upon receiving Zhao Rui's call, Qin Rui excitedly asked...

"No, I just missed you and wanted to call and say hello."

"Yeah, I miss you too—!"

A breeze swept across the mountaintop, causing the Taoist robe to flutter gracefully. The young Taoist priest, with his refined features, was perfectly poised for the moment.

Miao Miaomiao finally called back that evening.

After briefly expressing his feelings of longing and separation, he quickly hung up the phone.

She no longer lives alone; she is now considered a lay disciple of Mount Tai. Being able to make phone calls is already a special privilege for the sons of imperial officials like them.

Such disciples also exist in Qingcheng Mountain, and most of them stayed in Qingcheng after the return of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

This is why the Qingcheng Sword Sect suddenly lost favor with the imperial court.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Rui brewed a pot of tea and was about to take a sip when suddenly his ears twitched and his figure vanished from the spot.

At this moment, on the mountain path of Tiezhen Mountain, a Taoist priest with a long beard and white hair was walking slowly forward.

His steps seemed slow, but upon closer inspection, it was discovered that each step he took covered a distance of several meters from the tree.

Upon reaching a point not far from the location of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, the white-bearded Taoist suddenly shouted loudly, "Zhao Rui, get out here!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, attracting countless astonished birds and beasts.

The entire Qingcheng Sword Sect was awakened by the shout and got dressed to check.

After the Taoist priest finished shouting, he floated into the air and swept his disdainful gaze over the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples surging out below.

"What do you want?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Rui's figure appeared not far away.

"You're Zhao Rui?"

The white-bearded old Taoist priest sized up Zhao Rui, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"And who are you?"

"I am Cangwuzi of the Qingcheng Sect."

"I don't know them. Disturbing someone's peaceful sleep for no reason—is this the style of the Qingcheng Sect?"

"You don't recognize me, but I remember you. More than a year ago, you shattered my soul. You haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Shatter the soul?"

Zhao Rui was slightly taken aback, then remembered that it might be the time when Shou Zhuo was possessed and he had driven the spirit away.

"So it was you!"

"Just remember it. I will not avenge this grudge, otherwise I will be upset and it will hinder my cultivation."

Cangwuzi sneered and quietly looked at Zhao Rui.

Upon hearing his words, Yun Hao below immediately circulated his true energy, drew his longsword, and prepared to step forward to lend a helping hand.

"You guard the mountain gate well."

Zhao Rui waved his hand to stop him, then looked at Cangwuzi and said, "Just revenge?"

"It's simply for revenge!"

Cangwuzi's eyes were cold, and his beard and hair were slightly raised.

"Alright! Let's go fight on the other side of the mountain!"

After Zhao Rui finished speaking, his figure flickered and he flew towards the distant mountain stream.

Cangwuzi sneered and immediately followed. The two of them walked one after the other, gliding through the air like immortals.

The Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples below were mesmerized by what they saw.

Is this the power of the Dharma Aspect Realm?

This one skill alone is enough to crush all martial artists below the Divine Void Realm.

After a dozen or so breaths, Zhao Rui and Cang Wuzi arrived at a mountain stream near Tiezhen Mountain.

"You're so naive to think that just because you defeated Junior Brother Cangsong, you have the strength to compete with Qingcheng."

"Kill you, and this lowly Qingcheng Sword Sect will be annihilated by my mere hand."

The old Taoist priest from Cangwu handed Shu Hu a few words and casually muttered a couple of sentences.

"You talk too much!"

Zhao Rui casually unleashed a strike, Dragon Battle in the Wild, which instantly struck out.

The dragon-shaped true energy swirled out, as if a true dragon's roar could be heard.

"How dare you!"

Cangwuzi was furious. He waved his whisk, and countless fine strands of whisk stretched out like a spider web, directly enveloping the dragon-shaped true energy within them.

With a slight tightening, the dragon-shaped true energy vanished into nothingness.

Zhao Rui's eyes narrowed. This whisk!

This is good stuff.

Like the Emei Divine Sword, it is an object containing spiritual energy.

As expected of the Guixu Sect!

Zhao Rui was genuinely envious.

He also knew that he had ultimately underestimated the strength of Guixu Qingcheng.

At the same time, the system panel finally sounded a notification: "A copyable martial art has been detected: Micro Dust Whisk Fighting Skill. Copy?"

"Copy!"

There was even a specific martial art, and Zhao Rui decisively chose to copy it.

In the brief moment he was pondering this, the whisk, having annihilated the dragon-shaped true energy, continued to sweep towards Zhao Rui under Cangwuzi's wielding.

Zhao Rui swayed, and several palm strikes landed on it, slowing its attack.

In an instant, Cangwuzi had already floated down into the air. With a wave of his whisk, true energy burst forth, like a giant broom sweeping across the space and clearing everything away.

Zhao Rui swiftly dodged with a step, his Xuan Yin sword pointing towards Cang Wuzi.

The two engaged in a fierce battle of dozens of moves in mid-air.

This whisk-wielding technique differs from ordinary weapon techniques, combining both strength and gentleness. It features both powerful sweeping strikes and soft, entangling movements, making it suitable for both offense and defense, and extremely powerful.

Zhao Rui launched a fierce attack, but all of it was neutralized by his whisk.

"Is that all you've got?"

Cangwuzi laughed: "Nothing special. Cangsong is truly useless."

Seeing that Zhao Rui had run out of tricks, he swept his whisk horizontally and instantly closed in, launching a fierce attack on Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui dodged, and just then, Yun Hao's voice came from the ground below.

"Junior brother, lend me your sword!"

Suddenly, a long sword shot out from the sky and flew straight towards them.

"A piece of scrap metal like this doesn't deserve to be called a sword!"

Cangwuzi unleashed a palm strike, aiming to knock the longsword down.

Zhao Rui quickly took a step forward and grabbed the longsword first. At the same time, he turned around and struck with his palm to neutralize the force of the palm strike.

With his longsword in hand, Zhao Rui instantly formed a sword incantation, took a step in mid-air, and his longsword danced through the air.

"The mighty power of Heaven! All evils flee in terror! All heavenly thunder, heed my command! Swiftly!"

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded, lightning crackled around the longsword, and electric sparks tore through the night, like a thunder dragon severing a chariot, revealing its ferocious claws.

Seeing this, Cangwuzi quickly waved his whisk, and countless strands of silk carrying a mysterious power of true energy swept towards Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui flicked his longsword, and the thunder dragon rushed forward, colliding violently with the spiderweb formed by Cangwuzi's whisk.

All that could be heard was a slurping sound, followed by a shower of sparks and electricity.

The power of thunder instantly shattered the binding true energy carried by the whisk, bursting out a dazzling starlight that illuminated the entire mountain stream.

Just then, Zhao Rui, sword in hand, landed like a meteor and instantly appeared in front of Cangwuzi.

Cangwuzi waved his whisk to block the longsword, and the two exchanged a palm strike in the air, causing their figures to sway.

"How could he possibly possess such powerful true energy!"

Cangwuzi's face was pale and gloomy. He had thought that even if Zhao Rui had already entered the Dharma Aspect Realm, he was at most just beginning this stage.

The true essence condensed from the body's internal energy is inevitably inferior to one's own decades of accumulation.

But that attack just now had greatly alarmed him.

"This child must not be allowed to live!"

A fierce glint flashed in Cangwuzi's eyes, and with a sway of his body, he charged forward again.

The whisk in his hand suddenly transformed into a colossal creature, like a towering tree, and swept fiercely towards Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui was not to be outdone. His longsword was also imbued with the power of the Dharma Image, transforming the illusory into the real, and became a giant sword that was seven or eight zhang tall. He slashed across the sky towards Cangwuzi.

The two enormous objects collided violently in mid-air, producing a deafening roar.

One sword strike was fierce, the other a skillful whisk; their blows caused the earth and rocks in the mountain stream to collapse, a strong wind to rise, and dust to billow up, as if they were trying to dig the mountain out of it.

The Qingcheng Sword Sect members, watching from the other side of the mountaintop, were filled with trepidation and fear.

Is this the divine power of the Dharma form?

Yun Hao's eyes surged with endless lightning, and never before had he felt his blood and qi boil as if at this moment.

If the Grandmaster realm grants superhuman strength, surpassing mortals, then the Divine Void realm grants the power of the soul, allowing one to comprehend the human body.

Upon reaching the Dharma Aspect Realm, one achieves the ability to refine the false into the true and create things from the void.

With this level of capability, not to mention missiles, even atomic bombs, as long as they are not at the epicenter of a nuclear explosion, can still escape unscathed.

In the mountain stream, the two moved with lightning speed, exchanging nearly a hundred blows in a short time.

"The 'Micro-Dust Whisk Technique' has been successfully copied. One advancement point has been awarded!"

Zhao Rui also heard the system notification that the copying was complete.

When Cangwuzi saw that Zhao Rui had been fighting him for so long, he not only showed no signs of exhaustion, but instead became more and more energetic and his moves became more and more exquisite.

Many martial arts techniques and skills are readily available to him, and he can use them with ease and fluency.

A sense of unease crept into his heart.

Is this kid using me to hone his skills?

"This is outrageous!"

Cangwuzi shouted and leaped straight up, jumping fifty or sixty meters high. His true essence surged and boundless true energy condensed around him.

In an instant, an enlarged version of Cangwuzi appeared before Zhao Rui's eyes.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Cangwuzi's eyes widened, and two streams of true energy shot towards Zhao Rui from mid-air.

"Damn, is this the Dharmakaya Tenchi or Susanoo? Damn it, how shameless of you to use the Dharmakaya on yourself."

Zhao Rui was startled and quickly dodged.

Just then, a system notification sounded in my mind: "A copyable martial art has been detected: Profound Sky True Self Form! Copy?"

"Copy!"

Anyone who doesn't want this kind of pretentious martial art is a fool.

Zhao Rui was envious again. He remembered watching an animated film in his previous life, a world of Dharma and Mantra, which had captivated him for a long time.

Although this thing looks like a low-level, weakened version of the Dharma Body, it doesn't matter, as long as it gets bigger.

What man doesn't want a bigger one!