Ning Changge hadn’t created entirely new martial arts but had merely improved the existing ones. For him, this was a simple task.
Out of respect for Quanzhen’s martial arts, he hadn’t changed the names, keeping the original titles of the Quanzhen Heart Method and Innate Skill.
Now, both techniques had been greatly enhanced.
“The improved Quanzhen Heart Method, combined with the Bone Refining Chapter, will naturally improve one’s aptitude with diligent practice. Although it can’t compare to Wudang’s Ying Yang Infinite Technique, over time, it will still significantly enhance one’s talent.”
“This way, even the Quanzhen Seven can use it to break through to the Grandmaster level, or even the Great Grandmaster level.”
“And the improved Innate Skill, with the Big Dipper’s mysteries, has a lower threshold. Even at the Grandmaster level, one can cultivate innate energy and eventually form innate energy, gaining considerable combat power.”
Ning Changge was very satisfied with his improvements.
One technique improved aptitude, raising the ceiling for practitioners. The other lowered the entry barrier, allowing people to start earlier.
With these changes, the Quanzhen Sect only needed to continue developing, and as long as its disciples focused on cultivation, its foundation would grow stronger over time.
For the Quanzhen Sect, this was an incredible gift.
For Ning Changge, spending the time it took for an incense stick to burn to clear his conscience and achieve peace of mind was equally important.
He casually placed the two revised manuals to the side and then picked up a Daoist text, immersing himself in the world of Daoist scriptures. A smile slowly spread across his face.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
When Ning Changge stepped out of the Library Pavilion, he saw Wang Chongyang and his disciples approaching. Wang Chongyang praised him, “No wonder you’ve achieved so much at such a young age, Changge. Your dedication to the Dao is unmatched in the Quanzhen Sect.”
The Quanzhen Seven looked at Ning Changge with admiration, while Zhou Botong was nowhere to be found.
Ning Changge simply smiled. Sometimes, when immersed in Daoist texts, time seemed to slip away. If he had been at Wudang, with no distractions, he might have stayed in the Library Pavilion for a month.
“Thank you, Master Chongyang, for the Daoist texts. I’ve gained much from them.”
Wang Chongyang waved his hand and smiled. “As long as they’ve been helpful to you.”
“I’ve come to disturb you today because it’s the Quanzhen Sect’s biannual Daoist lecture. I’d like to invite you to join us. If you have the time, perhaps you could give a lecture yourself and open the eyes of our young Daoists. I hope you don’t mind.”
His expression was sincere.
Ning Changge was intrigued. It would be a good opportunity to see how the Quanzhen Daoists understood the Dao, and he could also use the occasion to pass on the two newly improved martial arts.
“Master Chongyang, there’s no need for such formality. The Dao has no hierarchy. Even a child can inspire a Daoist sage. How could I compare to a Daoist sage?”
Everyone was impressed by Ning Changge’s humility.
Ning Changge followed Wang Chongyang and the others to the Daoist hall, where many disciples were already waiting eagerly. Seeing their arrival, the disciples’ eyes lit up with excitement, and they began to whisper among themselves.
“Is that the legendary Little Immortal who used a sword formation to slay the Evil Emperor?”
“His aura is truly otherworldly, like an immortal descended from the heavens!”
“Being able to see him today is a blessing. If I tell this story while traveling the Jianghu, it’ll surely earn me some respect!”
“Indeed! I just heard from Senior Brother that the Little Immortal might give us a lecture today. How exciting!”
“Of course! Didn’t you see him talking with the Grandmaster? I heard that our Grandmaster almost took him in as a disciple back then. If that had happened, the Little Immortal would be our Junior Uncle now!”
The disciples were abuzz with conversation, filled with admiration and respect for Ning Changge. His achievements were simply too extraordinary.
Ever since he destroyed the Dragon-Slaying Saber on Wudang’s Tianzhu Peak, his reputation had only grown. Any one of his accomplishments would have made him a legendary figure in the Jianghu, but when they were all attributed to a single person, it seemed almost unbelievable.
Upon learning that Ning Changge had nearly joined the Quanzhen Sect, the disciples couldn’t help but sigh with regret. After all, who wouldn’t want such an amazing Junior Uncle in their sect?
As they chatted, their eyes never left Ning Changge, watching as he and Wang Chongyang sat on the high platform.
At the Daoist hall, Wang Chongyang and Ning Changge sat side by side, with the Quanzhen Seven below them, followed by the other disciples. The fact that Ning Changge was seated on the same level as Wang Chongyang showed the immense respect the Quanzhen Sect had for him. Discover more novels at NovelHub(.)net
Wang Chongyang smiled at Ning Changge and said, “Changge, this is your first time attending our Quanzhen lecture. Why don’t you listen first, and then offer your insights afterward? It will be a good opportunity for them to learn.”
Ning Changge nodded with a smile, and the Quanzhen disciples below called out in unison, “We, the third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, greet the Little Immortal!”
The disciples were all smiles, their eyes filled with admiration as they looked at Ning Changge and Wang Chongyang.
Wang Chongyang’s expression grew serious, and his voice took on a deeper tone, infused with True Qi. “This is our biannual lecture. As per tradition, it will be divided into two parts: Dao and martial arts. Dao is the foundation, while martial arts are a means to protect and strengthen the body. You must remember this.”