"Hmph, do you like that older sister?" On the way back, Wanyan Ping pouted and asked Yang Guo with dissatisfaction.
Yang Guo blushed slightly, but still pretended to be calm as he stopped and glared at the little girl.
"What do you know? That sister is so beautiful, I'm just admiring her." Yang Guo retorted.
"Then why did you even ask for someone's name?"
"That's called politeness, my master taught me that," Yang Guo quickly replied.
"Hehe, let me tell you, you're too young. That older sister looks much older than you, so she wouldn't like a little bean sprout like you." After Wanyan Ping finished speaking, seeing Yang Guo's gloomy face, she quickly ran back.
"Damn it, you're the little bean sprout, Wanyan Bean Sprout!" Yang Guo said angrily and quickly chased after him.
The back mountain of Quanzhen Temple was suddenly filled with the sounds of the two playing around.
Unbeknownst to the two, after they had run far away, Xiaolongnu's figure emerged from behind a large tree.
"Yang Guo? He looks like a Taoist priest too." Xiaolongnu's eyes were full of curiosity. After her senior sister left the Ancient Tomb, she had been very lonely and could only come out occasionally to play with the bees. She never expected to meet such an interesting child today.
"Miss."
Just then, an old voice came from behind Xiaolongnu.
"Grandma, I'm here," Little Dragon Girl replied, then vanished in a flash.
Inside the Sanqing Hall of Chongyang Palace.
“Since you have made the request, my Quanzhen Sect will certainly not refuse. Please follow me,” Ma Yu said.
Just now, Li Daoyi suggested that he wanted to visit the Quanzhen Sect's scripture library, and Ma Yu and the others exchanged glances and agreed.
"Thank you." Li Dao nodded. It seems that the greater one's fame, the easier it is to do certain things.
Soon, led by Danyangzi Ma Yu and Changchunzi Qiu Chuji, Li Daoyi arrived at the Quanzhen Sect's scripture pavilion.
“Fellow Daoist, this Scripture Pavilion not only contains all the martial arts of my Quanzhen Sect, but also many cultivation notes left by my master,” Ma Yu reminded him.
"Don't worry, I'm just looking, I won't take anything." Li Dao nodded.
"Click..."
Qiu Chuji pushed open the door, and a strong smell of paper mixed with the fragrance of ink wafted out.
Li Dao looked inside and saw rows of bookshelves filled with neatly arranged books. At a rough glance, there were probably over a thousand books, which was quite remarkable for a martial arts manual.
"Fellow Daoist, please go ahead." After saying that, the two brothers turned and left.
"Scan the system," Li Daoyi said hurriedly after the two left.
"Ding, scanning begins, identifying cultivation techniques suitable for collection."
Then, a surge of energy erupted from Li Daoyi's body and spread towards the bookshelves in the Scripture Pavilion.
"Ding, scan complete. Six mortal-level martial arts techniques and one human-level cultivation technique that match the collection criteria."
The system then locked onto six martial arts techniques: Golden Goose Technique, Frost-Treading and Ice-Breaking Palm Technique, Quanzhen Sword Technique, One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones Sword Technique, Tonggui Sword Technique, and the famous Heavenly Dipper Formation.
The system then located another location, which was on a table, on which lay Wang Chongyang's notes.
Li Daoyi walked to the table and picked up the thick Double Ninth Festival Notes.
"The notes contain the Innate Skill, a cultivation technique for humans," the system notification indicated.
"Good heavens, they actually hid the Innate Skill here. And just as I expected, it has already reached the level of cultivation." Li Daoyi exclaimed in amazement.
During his conversation with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen in the Sanqing Hall, he had inquired about the Innate Skill. All seven had practiced it, but none had mastered the complete version. According to Wang Chongyang, this was because they lacked the necessary aptitude. However, Li Daoyi believed they simply lacked the talent for cultivation. Therefore, none of them possessed the complete Innate Skill manual, only a simplified version left by Wang Chongyang.
"System, save this cultivation technique."
"yes."
The system then begins scanning.
"Six mortal-level cultivation techniques, for a total of 12,000 points."
"One human-level cultivation technique, 12,000 points."
"Good heavens, is this why the world is a bit more advanced? Even the lowest level cultivation manual costs 12,000." Li Daoyi exclaimed in surprise.
At this point, his personal points had returned to the previous 250,000 mark. This meant that he could directly learn the Heavenly Rank cultivation technique, Chaos Profound Art, and use his points to successfully cultivate to the first level, and then purchase a Condensing Gold Pill.
"No rush, let's take a look at Wang Chongyang's notes first." Li Daoyi calmed himself down.
An hour later, Li Daoyi closed his notebook.
"As expected of the Central Divine, Wang Chongyang, you are truly remarkable. You were able to create the Innate Skill through a completely different approach," Li Daoyi sighed.
The notes mention the process by which Wang Chongyang created the Innate Skill. As for the complete Innate Skill, it is found between the lines of the notes. It seems that this guy learned it from that Shaolin monk who was known for his drinking prowess.
“Drunken Monk, Nine Yang Divine Skill, who are you, Drunken Monk? Could you really be Xu Zhu?” Li Daoyi pondered.
In his notes, Wang Chongyang addressed the Drunken Monk as "senior," indicating that the other party was very old. In addition, Wang Chongyang admitted that his Innate Skill was inspired by the Drunken Monk. The two had known each other for ten years, and eventually each created a skill. However, the Drunken Monk disappeared after that.
It was precisely because of this that Li Daoyi began to doubt the identity of the Drunken Monk. The fact that the other party was able to give Wang Chongyang advice on creating the Innate Skill indicated that he was familiar with Taoist techniques. Furthermore, the fact that he used the Nine Yin Manual in combination with Shaolin techniques to create the Nine Yang Divine Skill meant that he cultivated both Buddhism and Taoism. In the last one or two hundred years, only Xu Zhu could be such a person.
Li Daoyi put down his notes, pushed open the door and walked out of the Sutra Repository. He saw Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji sitting on the prayer mats at the entrance, seemingly protecting him.
"Fellow Daoist." The two quickly stood up.
"I'm sorry to have kept you both waiting," Li Daoyi said with a smile.
"Of course, of course," the two replied hastily.
"Master Chongyang is indeed remarkable. Dao Yi admires him greatly."
Upon hearing this, the two smiled with satisfaction. They were naturally happy that their master was being praised by an immortal.
“I have found the Innate Skill,” Li Daoyi said immediately.
The two were taken aback at first, then became excited.
"Innate Skill?"
“Not bad, Master Chongyang’s complete Innate Skill.” Li Daoyi nodded.
"How is that possible?" Ma Yu said hurriedly.
“We are very familiar with this library; there’s nothing there,” Qiu Chuji said.
"In Chongyang's Notes, every three lines, the first and last two characters together form the complete version of the Innate Skill," Li Daoyi explained.
The two exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with disbelief before turning into wry smiles. What was their master up to?
"However, I remind you not to practice rashly. Given your current condition, switching to the Innate Skill will only lead to qi deviation. Master Chongyang may have hidden the complete technique to avoid this," Li Daoyi warned.
"Yes, thank you, fellow Daoist," Ma Yu said with a sigh of relief. In truth, they didn't have high hopes for the Innate Skill, after all, Wang Chongyang had already warned them back then. This book now represented more of their remembrance of their master.
Over the next few days, Li Daoyi sat and discussed the Dao with everyone. His extensive knowledge of Daoist principles earned him the respect of several people, who changed their address of him from "fellow Daoist" to "true man."
"Aunt Dongfang, where is Yang Guo?" That morning, Wanyan Ping was looking for Yang Guo.
"Didn't Guo'er go to practice his sword?" Dongfang Bubai replied.
"No, I just came from where he was practicing, and I didn't see him at all," Wanyan Ping quickly replied.
"Hmm?" Dongfang Bubai was also somewhat puzzled.
"Hmph, he must have run off to the back mountain again. That wicked fellow, he didn't even take me with him," Wanyan Ping said angrily.
"The back mountain?"
Then Wanyan Ping recounted how she and Yang Guo had encountered Xiaolongnu in the back mountains.
"That sister is so beautiful, like a fairy. It's just... it's just too cold, so icy." At the end, Wanyan Ping didn't forget to comment on the feeling she had of Xiaolongnu.
“Little Dragon Girl? What a strange name,” Dongfang Bubai said.
"Hmph, I'm going to find him." Wanyan Ping said as she walked out.
"Wait a moment, I'll go with you to take a look," Dongfang Bubai said, standing up.
After saying that, he grabbed Wanyan Ping and used his lightness skill to leap away from their residence.
In the back mountain, in the flower garden where he had previously encountered Xiaolongnu, Yang Guo was practicing with a wooden sword. However, every now and then, his gaze would unconsciously drift towards the spot where Xiaolongnu had appeared.
Despite Xiaolongnu's warning, he did not go to the forest. He just wanted to wait here and see if he would meet that beautiful woman again. He did not understand why he wanted to see Xiaolongnu. It seemed that his mind kept thinking about her figure from that day.
On a large tree, Xiaolongnu, dressed in a white dress, was observing Yang Guo. She had originally come to collect honey from the jade bees, but upon seeing Yang Guo practicing his sword, she hid.
"Hoo-ha, hoo-ha." Yang Guo practiced the basic sword techniques move by move. Not far away, Xiaolongnu watched quietly. For some reason, she found watching the child practice swordsmanship more interesting than playing with bees.
"Yang Guo, Yang Guo."
Just then, a crisp shout drifted from afar, and Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu looked up at the same time.
A red figure was seen flying rapidly towards them; it was Dongfang Bubai and Wanyan Ping, whom she was holding in her arms.
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