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The lava flow came head-on, the scorching heat distorting the air in front of them.
Faced with the lava that was so close and sealed off his body, Lu Xuan shook his head.
"It's simple to beat me; just make sure your basic life cultivation is stronger than mine."
"Let's skip all that fancy stuff!"
As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, a sword's cry suddenly rang out from inside the cave.
The lava, magic, divination, and even the slightest air movement in the entire cave paused for a moment under the sound of the sword.
After a brief pause, the sword light became ubiquitous.
Sword light was everywhere: from the lava rushing towards Lu Xuan, from the treacherous formation unfolded by the three elders of Wudang, from the ground affected by magic, to the entire secluded mountain cave—
It even blooms in every inch of air and dust.
Under the sword light, everything was decomposed and dissolved into the smallest particles.
One sword encompasses all techniques; one sword breaks all techniques.
This is the swordsmanship that Lu Xuan comprehended after receiving the inheritance of Lu Zu; a single sword strike can cleave all things.
All the Taoist arts and supernatural abilities in this world originate from the use of one's own Qi by extraordinary individuals.
At this moment, under Lu Xuan's sword light, all Taoist techniques were broken down into the most basic particles, naturally losing their effect.
The lava dissipated inch by inch, followed by the cave floor affected by their magic, and then the Qimen formation unfolded by the three elders of Wudang.
The Qimen formation collapsed inch by inch, and even the obsessions in the hearts of the three elders of Wudang were severed.
The sword of Lü Zu is known as the sword of wisdom, which can sever greed and anger, break through ignorance, and cut through karmic obstacles.
Lu Xuan could also use his sword to sever the three elders of Wudang's understanding and obsession with Feng Hou Qi Men, allowing them to comprehend the true Feng Hou Qi Men.
They forgot the original Feng Hou Qi Men they had comprehended, broke through the karmic obstacles in their hearts, and naturally would no longer be trapped in their inner world by their obsessions.
The sword light dissipated, and the entire cave returned to calm.
The three elders of Wudang awoke from their dazed state, looked at Lu Xuan before them, and sensed the primordial energy that had been re-condensed within their bodies, their faces filled with astonishment.
Their obsessions were severed, their minds became clear, and they not only stepped out of the inner realm but also instantly comprehended the Feng Hou Qi Men that had trapped them for decades.
This, this, this...
The countless thoughts and unspoken words in the hearts of the three people eventually converged into one sentence.
"Master Dao, am I successful?"
Chapter Nine: Always Keep a Kind Heart!
Early morning, at the gate of Wudang Mountain.
"Grandmaster Uncle, can we not leave?"
Wang Ye, with tears in his eyes, held Lu Xuan's hand.
Wang Ye: "(つω`.) "
"I've been expelled from the sect, so just call me Lu Xuan from now on."
Lu Xuan carried his bag and sword with great style.
"Don't worry, I won't come back if I don't do well."
Then I guess you won't be coming back.
Wang Ye's expression was strange.
"Grandmaster Uncle, I still really want to see you."
Wang Ye hesitated and said, "How about..."
"How about I ask my family for some money for you?"
Lu Xuan continued to wave his hand casually.
"Don't forget what we do."
"At worst, I can just go under a bridge and tell fortunes to make a living!"
Wang Ye was embarrassed: "Grandmaster, you don't seem to know much about divination either, do you?"
"It's alright. People only believe what's beneficial to them anyway, so I'll just say whatever comes to mind!"
Lu Xuan replied nonchalantly, "Don't worry about me, I won't suffer any losses."
I'm worried about those who are about to be harmed by you!
Wang hesitated, feeling a deep sympathy for the innocent people who were about to be fooled.
In the end, he could only manage to utter one sentence.
"Grandmaster Uncle, you must call me if you need money!"
"Don't worry, at worst I'll just say I'm from Longhu Mountain,"
Lu Xuan turned and walked down the mountain, his figure very dashing.
As Wang Ye watched Lu Xuan's departing figure, a rare sense of responsibility towards Wudang arose in his heart.
If you get into trouble outside, be sure to say you're from Longhu Mountain!
Lu Xuan walked slowly, his figure disappearing from Wang Ye's sight.
In the early morning, Wudang Mountain is shrouded in mist and clouds, and the incense is burning brightly.
A large number of pilgrims had already flocked there in the early morning, but Lu Xuan was the only one going against the flow of people.
Amidst the incense smoke and wispy clouds, a dark figure appeared out of nowhere, overlooking the entire Wudang Mountain.
Logically speaking, even at high altitudes, a black shadow formed from condensed black energy should be quite noticeable, yet this black shadow exists as if it were perfectly natural.
As Lu Xuan's figure disappeared from sight, the shadowy figure's slightly hoarse voice rang out.
"That kid... really left?"
The dark figure looked down over Wudang Mountain, and a few breaths later, it silently landed in the forest on the edge of Wudang Mountain.
The dark figure landed just as it was about to enter Wudang Mountain.
The foot that had taken a step was now suspended in mid-air.
Looking in the direction Lu Xuan had left with lingering fear, the dark figure muttered to himself.
"Could he have a backup plan?"
He has been secretly observing Wudang for many years.
Until the Taoist community knew that a genius had come to Wudang.
That day, when ten thousand swords rang out at Wudang Mountain, he, who was squatting on the back mountain, thought he was about to be robbed.
Although the rest was pretty much the same...
He had been paying close attention to Lu Xuan, but after seeing Zhou Meng let him roam free and spend his days sleeping, doing homework, and reading, he realized that Lu Xuan was a neglected child.
Zhou Sheng felt that Zhou Meng was really wasting Lu Xuan's talent.
He planned to show off his skills in front of others, test Lu Xuan's aptitude, and then decide whether to pass on the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to him.
I can't say anymore, it's all tears if I do.
Lu Xuan saw through his change at a glance and started slashing at him with his sword.
He, a centenarian, was brutally beaten by Lu Xuan, who was only a teenager at the time, and his cultivation and old bones were almost destroyed on Wudang Mountain.
When Lu Xuan unleashed his sword, the mountains, rivers, plants, and even Zhou Sheng's Qimen formation were assimilated by the sword energy, and he almost lost all his cultivation.
Zhou Sheng tried to retaliate, but then truly witnessed the overwhelming numerical superiority.
He felt he had mastered all the changes in the world, and dealing with a brat would be a piece of cake.
As a result, Lu Xuan slapped him twice, making him question his existence.
Before, no one would have believed that Zhou Sheng could catch the chaotic golden clapper with Tai Chi.
Once they really started fighting, not to mention the chaotic golden clapper, even all the variations he had mastered couldn't withstand two slaps from Lu Xuan.
Despite his best efforts, Zhou Sheng couldn't even scratch Lu Xuan's head. He figured if he couldn't win, he could just run away... a strategic retreat.
Then, Lu Xuan stood atop the golden summit and unleashed a sword strike that nearly severed his cultivation.
Zhou Sheng never entered Wudang Mountain again after that. Even when he passed on the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to Wang Ye, it was only when Wang Ye went down the mountain on his own.
Wang Ye, that silly boy, is much easier to fool than Lu Xuan.
Zhou Sheng tested Wang Ye three times, and finally threw the Feng Hou Tu on Wang Ye's inevitable path.
The scene at that time can be summarized as follows:
An old scroll that looked suspicious was placed on the road.
Wang Ye: "Do you think I'm stupid? This is obviously a scam!"
Let alone sorcerers, the most basic quality of a qualified cultivator is to restrain their excessive curiosity.
Not to mention that the trap in front of us is even suspected of insulting people's intelligence.
I absolutely cannot fall for that!
Absolutely impossible!
Wang Ye: “…”
Even if it were a trap, it couldn't be this obvious, right?
Maybe there really is something inside?
The world is still full of love; I was just being too cautious.
Then Wang Ye opened the Feng Hou Tu...
Zhou Sheng almost burst into tears at that moment.
Wang Ye, that silly boy, is the hope for the inheritance of Feng Hou Qi Men!
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