Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Ming Shenshou couldn’t help but show a faint smile at these words.

”Liu Nanxu, though you’ve claimed the Celestial Master’s seat, if I wish to leave, none under heaven can stop me.”

Rumble…

Before the words had faded, Ming Shenshou and Liu Nanxu moved almost at the same moment…

Liu Nanxu thundered forth; in a single breath, she appeared where Ming Shenshou had been standing. The terrifying force blasted everything within ten meters to pieces…

Yet, shrouded by such dreadful power, Ming Shenshou transformed into a fleeting shadow, soared into the air, and ultimately, even that shadow floating in space disappeared without a trace.

”Daoist Divine Techniques—Flying Body Trace!?”

Liu Nanxu frowned, gazing in the direction where that shadow vanished. At once, she knew Ming Shenshou had truly departed—never to be caught again.

”No wonder he dares to be so arrogant. In this world, no one can restrain him…”

”All these years, he’s seized quite a few Divine Techniques.”

Just then, Li Chengge approached, his expression grave.

”Greetings, Sect Leader Li.” Liu Nanxu bowed respectfully.

”No need for formalities, Taoist Brother.” Li Chengge waved his hand lightly.

Though he was the Lao Mountain Sect Leader, Liu Nanxu was the Celestial Master of Zhenwu Mountain—by seniority and status, the two were nearly equals.

Liu Nanxu did not speak further. Her gaze shifted far into the distance, and she beckoned with her hand.

”Zhang Fan, come here.”

Only now did Zhang Fan recover his senses and walk over to stand before the two mighty figures.

”Greetings, Celestial Master Liu.”

At this moment, Zhang Fan had not forgotten his manners. Though he originally did not know Liu Nanxu, just now, hearing Ming Shenshou’s words, he realized that before him stood the famed Celestial Master of Zhenwu Mountain.

”Taoist Brother Liu, is this young man truly your Zhenwu Mountain disciple?” Li Chengge looked him over and could not help but ask.

”I came down the mountain this time precisely for him.” Liu Nanxu nodded, not bothering to conceal the truth.

”Oh!?” Li Chengge’s eyes glinted with meaning at her words.

He was no common man—there was no need to inquire further. For the dignified Celestial Master Liu to journey thousands of miles for a youth spoke volumes.

”No wonder he can awaken a Divine Technique like Samadhi True Flame. Only Zhenwu Mountain could rear such a disciple.” Li Chengge sighed in admiration.

”Is this disciple yours?”

”No, he’s my master’s disciple.” Liu Nanxu murmured quietly.

At these words, even Li Chengge’s face changed. He turned swiftly, looking at Zhang Fan with disbelief.

The ’master’ of whom Liu Nanxu spoke, naturally referred to the sole Living Zhenren of today’s world—Chu Chaoran.

”Disciple of Transcendent Zhenren!?”

Li Chengge fell silent, but his gaze, filled with wonder, swept Zhang Fan up and down, as though discovering the youth anew.

Zhang Fan shrank under the Lao Mountain Sect Leader’s stare and hurriedly asked, ”Senior, how could that man possess so many Divine Techniques?”

”Divine Gift… Even if one among ten thousand, to awaken a single Technique is a boundless fortune…” Liu Nanxu replied in a low, solemn voice.

”There is no way in this world anyone can awaken two or more Divine Techniques.” Li Chengge recovered himself, speaking calmly.

”Almost none.” Liu Nanxu added pointedly, glancing at Zhang Fan with intention.

”Then he…” Zhang Fan’s mind was turning over.

Sleeve Universe, Shrinking Inches, Size at Will, Flying Body Trace… The Divine Techniques Ming Shenshou revealed numbered four. If Liu Nanxu and Li Chengge spoke true—that none in the world could awaken more than one—was this man a divine wonder?

”He did indeed awaken a Divine Technique, but it can only be considered Seventh Grade. In truth, his original Divine Technique held no power.” Li Chengge said solemnly.

Divine Techniques are divided into seven Grades; Ming Shenshou’s native Technique was only Seventh Grade. If there were no other Techniques in existence, his strength would be worthless. But as fate would have it…

”His original Divine Technique is called [Stealing Divine Mechanism]; this power allows him to forcibly strip Divine Techniques from others and claim them as his own.” Li Chengge’s face became frosted in severity.

”So that means…” Zhang Fan’s heart stirred, instantly grasping the crux.

”All the Divine Techniques you saw were stripped from others by him.”

This is why, in his presence—especially before such a man—revealing your Divine Technique is an extremely dangerous thing. He takes pleasure in hunting Divine Techniques.

”This madman… Just what kind of person is he?” Zhang Fan could not help but ask.

”He is the Lord of the Red Palace.” Liu Nanxu stated coolly.

”Lord of the Red Palace? Wuwei Sect Member? I’ve never heard of him before…” Zhang Fan could not help but say.

His knowledge of Wuwei Sect was limited to the [Thirteen Zodiacs]—the only great masters he was aware of.

”The Wuwei Sect is vast and mysterious. There’s a reason its legacy has endured through the ages.”

Li Chengge murmured, reminiscence rising in his eyes.

For years, the Daoist Sect had sought out the Wuwei Sect’s temple—yet to no avail.

In his youth, Li Chengge had infiltrated the Wuwei Sect as a spy, and had once visited its temple; but later, shrouded in clouds and mist, he could never find it again.

”That place is very mysterious…” Li Chengge murmured.

The Wuwei Sect’s temple is a most mysterious Daoist Temple.

At its gates hang two signboards inscribed with:

Immortal Sect Mansion, Wuwei Family.

The entire temple was constructed according to the Human Body Cultivation Atlas.

If the Thirteen Zodiacs are the Dragon Spine Guardians, linking the temple’s front and rear, top and bottom, then the very core axis of the temple itself is lined with three Palace and Temple Halls.

”These three Halls correspond to the body’s upper, middle, and lower Dantian, respectively: [Primordial Palace], [Jiang Palace], and [Profound Palace]…”

”The Three Great Palace Masters—whose cultivation shakes the heavens and earth—the one you just saw is the Lord of the Red Palace, Ming Shenshou.” Liu Nanxu said sternly.

Cultivators search the mysteries of the human body and glimpse therein the three great Dantian, which pertain to the secrets of immortality.

The lower Dantian lies three inches below the navel, called the Sea of Qi, also known as [Profound Palace], three inches below the navel at the yin-yang gate; mortals bear children, Daoists bear the body.

The middle Dantian lies at the cardiac center, called Divine Mansion, also known as [Jiang Palace]; it is the ocean of bodily fluids and the gateway of vital blood.

The upper Dantian lies three inches above the brow, called Mud Ball, also known as [Primordial Palace]; it is the Life Root of all deities—the spirit ancestor of the body!!!

These Three Palaces conceal the secret of immortality; hence the saying, ”If the Three Palaces nurture a Golden Core, one may ascend in the daylight and be listed among the immortals!!”