Although Mu Nianci was able to get out of bed, her illness still needed to be treated slowly. Although the mall had many items, most of them were for cultivators, and Mu Nianci's body simply couldn't handle them.
Fortunately, his condition has now stabilized considerably.
"The Nine Yin Manual?"
“That’s right. Besides being caused by overwork, the root cause of your illness is that your body is too weak. The Nine Yin Manual has the effect of washing away toxins and marrow, which is no weaker than the Shaolin’s Marrow Cleansing Manual,” Li Daoyi explained.
Mu Nianci nodded upon hearing this.
"I have heard of this divine skill before. Legend has it that the Five Greats competed in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament because of it."
"Wow, Mom, you know so much!" Yang Guo looked at his mother with admiration in his eyes. He had only just learned that his mother knew martial arts.
“This divine skill is indeed extraordinary, and it is very suitable for you women to cultivate.” Li Daoyi said, glancing at Dongfang Bubai.
"Do you know where this technique is?" Dongfang Bubai asked.
"Actually, there are quite a few people in the martial arts world who know this skill. For example, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, the couple, both know it. Besides them, there is also Zhou Botong, Huang Yaoshi, and Ouyang Feng who know a part of it."
“However, what you need most is the first part of the Nine Yin Manual, which is the internal energy cultivation section. The second part is optional,” Li Daoyi explained.
Suddenly, Yang Guo's eyes lit up and he spoke.
"Master, Nine Yin, Nine Yin, is there a Nine Yang?"
Li Daoyi gave Yang Guo a strange look.
"How did you even think of that?"
"Hehe, where there is yin, there is yang," Yang Guo said with a grin.
"Guo'er, don't talk nonsense," Mu Nianci quickly said.
"Haha, that's right, there really is a Nine Yang in the world, called the Nine Yang True Scripture," Li Daoyi laughed.
"Huh? It really exists!" Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise.
Then, Li Daoyi reached out and gently touched Yang Guo's forehead. His fingertips instantly glowed, and Yang Guo froze, his eyes closing immediately.
"Guo'er." Mu Nianci was a little worried and wanted to step forward.
"Don't move, Dao Yi is transferring his power to him." Dongfang Bubai stopped Mu Nianci.
A moment later, Li Daoyi withdrew his hand, and Yang Guo sat cross-legged on the ground, a golden true energy slowly appearing in his dantian.
After an incense stick had burned, Yang Guo opened his eyes, his face full of excitement.
"Thank you for passing on your skills, Master," Yang Guo said, kneeling down.
"I obtained this Nine Yang Divine Skill by chance, and I am passing it on to you today. Do not underestimate this skill. Among all the martial arts in the world today, only the Nine Yin Manual can compare with it. However, in terms of power, the Nine Yang Divine Skill can be called the number one in the world. It is the most powerful and the most Yang martial arts divine skill."
"Yes, Master, I understand." Yang Guo nodded obediently.
"Master, will I be able to fly like you in the future?" Yang Guo suddenly asked curiously.
"Hahaha, you little brat, you can't even walk properly, and you want to fly? You should first become a third-rate martial artist. I'll give you three days. If you can't solidify your true qi, you're not worthy to be my disciple," Li Daoyi said.
Yang Guo didn't take the "third-rate" theory seriously, but Mu Nianci was shocked. Although third-rate martial artists were just the lowest level of martial artists in the current martial arts world, it was not easy for a martial artist to cultivate internal energy and solidify it. Back then, it took her three years to reach the third-rate level.
"Master, isn't three days too short? Guo'er has no martial arts foundation at all." Mu Nianci was a little anxious and blamed herself for being so extreme back then and not teaching her son some martial arts.
“Three days is enough. Don’t underestimate the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and don’t underestimate your son’s aptitude,” Li Daoyi said with a slight smile.
Mu Nianci was about to speak again when Yang Guo interrupted her.
“Mother, even Master believed in me, don’t you believe in me? Don’t worry, I believe I can do it in three days.”
After Yang Guo finished speaking, he walked towards the woods. He had a secret base there, a cave, which he had accidentally discovered while playing outside. He planned to practice his martial arts there.
"Transferring skills is so convenient; you can grasp the essentials in an instant," Li Daoyi thought to himself.
For the next few days, Yang Guo stayed alone in the cave except for mealtimes, which shows that he had a very strong personality and a tenacious and indomitable courage.
"Dao Yi, you seem to know a lot about Guo'er?" Dongfang Bubai asked Li Dao Yi, voicing his doubts.
Why do you say that?
"Is he the reason you came here?" Dongfang Bubai was very clever and immediately grasped the key point.
"Perhaps!" Li Daoyi stretched and patted his shoulder. Dongfang Bubai looked displeased, but still went over and started massaging him.
“Dongfang, do you know? Every world and every era has its own protagonist, and Guo’er is the protagonist of this world,” Li Daoyi said slowly.
"The protagonist?" Dongfang Bubai paused, his hands still.
"And what about me?" Dongfang Bubai countered.
"Do you consider yourself the protagonist?" Li Daoyi did not answer directly.
"Well, definitely, otherwise you wouldn't have given me that look when we first met," Dongfang Bubai said.
"What look did I give you?" Li Daoyi turned around and asked.
"That night, when we first met, I could tell from your eyes that you seemed to know me, or rather, you were familiar with me. It wasn't just because you were an immortal; it was as if you had known me for a long time."
"Sure enough, this woman is incredibly clever," Li Daoyi thought helplessly.
"Yes, yes, you are the main character, okay!"
"Pfft..." Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but laugh. For her, being the protagonist was not important at all; what mattered was that she was happy right now.
Three days passed quickly. A fluctuation of energy came from the woods not far away. Yang Guo had broken through. A surge of masculine energy came from afar and was instantly detected by Dongfang Bubai. She leaped away from the courtyard and headed towards the woods.
Seeing this, Mu Nianci realized something and, disregarding her incomplete recovery, used her lightness skill to chase after him.
A short while later, the three returned, chatting and laughing.
"Master, I did it!" Yang Guo ran over excitedly from a distance, his movements revealing a hint of lightness skill.
"Alright, alright, there's nothing to be alarmed about. Go wash up quickly. Look at you, you look like you crawled out of a cesspool." Li Daoyi covered his nose with a look of disgust.
"Really?" Yang Guo raised his arm and smelled it with some skepticism.
"Ugh... Mother, please boil some water for me. I want to take a bath."
The next morning, Yang Guo, dressed in a blue Taoist robe with his hair tied up, appeared before them.
"So handsome." Dongfang Bubai praised, looking at the completely transformed Yang Guo.
"I didn't expect this kid to look more like a Taoist priest than I do," Li Daoyi thought sourly.
"Hehe, Senior Dongfang, you promised, you have to get me a sword someday," Yang Guo said with a smile.
"Little brat, it's just a sword, what's the big deal? Do you even know how to use it?" Dongfang Bubai laughed.
Upon hearing this, Yang Guo scratched his head awkwardly.
"I'll give you a wooden stick later. Practice your basic swordsmanship until you're completely proficient. Then I'll teach you a sword technique," Li Daoyi said.
"Okay!" Yang Guo nodded vigorously.
"Alright, we should go now," Li Daoyi said.
At this moment, Yang Guo and his mother showed expressions of reluctance. After all, they had lived here for more than ten years, and it was hard to leave all at once.
“Any place is just a stop on our journey, Guo’er. Now that you have become my disciple, you must broaden your horizons. The same applies to martial arts training. Otherwise, if your vision and mind are too narrow, you will never reach the peak,” Li Daoyi said.
Yang Guo nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Outside the courtyard, Niu Er had been waiting for a long time, with a carriage made from a farm handcart behind him.
"Mu Nianci, you're still not well, so please stay in the car for now. Once we get into the city, we'll switch to a bigger one."
"Yes, thank you, Daoist Master." Mu Nianci did not refuse. It was still a hundred miles to Lin'an Prefecture, and her health simply could not allow it.
After Mu Nianci got into the carriage, Li Daoyi and Dongfang Bubai sat on the back of the ox one after the other.
"..."
Yang Guo paused for a moment, then prepared to climb onto his mother's stroller.
"What are you doing?" Li Daoyi asked, turning around.
"Get in the carriage, Master," Yang Guo said, puzzled.
"Why get in a car? This is a great opportunity to practice your lightness skill. You'll run."
After saying that, Li Dao patted the ox's back, and the green ox instantly galloped dozens of feet away, the dust it kicked up choking Yang Guo's face.
"Hey, wait for me!" The little guy quickly chased after him.
At this moment, even if Mu Nianci felt sorry for her son, she would not stop him, because she knew that Li Daoyi was doing this for Yang Guo's own good.
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