The Taoist Sect looked at the young man before him, slightly lifting his eyes. With merely a rough calculation, he knew what had happened, yet he said nothing and only spoke:
"Come, give it a try."
He took Li Guanyi to a clearing outside the city and then had the young man display his Martial Arts.
Li Guanyi activated his Inner Qi and drove his Primordial Spirit, mobilizing all his strength. The sound of dragons roaring and tigers howling echoed around his ears. His hands spread apart, one up and one down, as if all things in the universe were rotating, vaguely gathering a vast converging force.
The Taoist Sect slightly lifted his eyes again and simply extended a finger, releasing a stream of Jin Qi.
Li Guanyi felt a sudden heaviness in his palms.
It was as though a heavy weight had pressed down, but he could still bear it.
The Taoist Sect nodded, with the Jin Qi in the void condensing into strands of Condensing Qi Radiance, resembling several Martial Artists wielding Weapons, continuously chopping down with the edge of sword and blade qi. Li Guanyi grunted, feeling that his Great Qian Yuan barely held up against this force.
His hands stirred like whirlwinds and storms.
With the Primordial Spirit pulling at the incoming Qi Radiance, he rotated them in a profoundly mysterious trajectory, not harming himself. After accumulating energy to the point that his physical body could no longer bear it, Li Guanyi flicked his wrist, mercilessly smashing out this immense force.
Several trees thick enough to embrace, along with blue stones were instantly destroyed.
Not merely broken as in the past, but directly blasted into dust.
The ground now displayed a large crater.
Li Guanyi took a deep breath.
The Taoist Sect remained silent, then lightly said, "Second Layer Heaven?"
Li Guanyi looked at the ground which seemed ransacked by a monster. A large chunk of hard blue stone had been flattened, and several large trees were reduced to mere stumps, the break points as if brutally torn open by some monstrous force, leaving extremely conspicuous jagged marks.
The surface of the large crater was filled with extremely fine dusty sand.
Li Guanyi took a deep breath, then affirmed:
"It is Second Layer Heaven!"
With a wave of his sleeve by the Taoist Sect, sending Li Guanyi tumbling, he took deep breaths, sat down, leaned back, his chest heaving up and down fiercely, not wanting to rise, feeling this move was enormously powerful. He suspected it could directly blast a hole in the solid walls of cities.
It was nearly as powerful as the Mo School’s siege engines.
Assault and defense in one.
The Taoist Sect spoke in a flat tone, "You have just barely learned it."
"You are still very far from mastering it completely."
"But even so, it’s sufficient for you to use."
Li Guanyi laughed and said, "Elder, it’s still quite a long way to Zhenbei City."
The Taoist Sect said, "If it wasn’t for that girl, with your aptitude for Mystical Skills, it would only be possible to achieve this step in ten days. Ten days’ work completed in one night, you need to properly thank her."
The Taoist Sect raised his hand, and the Qi Mechanism in the void gathered into a wooden stick container, and he casually said:
"Just like that day, you draw a stick, and then see what you will learn next."
Although drawing sticks for divination is just one method of the Taoist Sect and not a determinant of Heavenly Mandate.
Those who become kings and nobles may not necessarily have bad Fate Grids; however, numerous nobles have perished or been executed in the halls of power or on the battlefield, as many as the sands of a river.
Yet, he was still somewhat curious.
Li Guanyi drew a stick.
The Taoist Sect looked at it—Trigram thirty.
Divination—"Bright and uplifting, Li; its brightness spreads and illuminates the four directions."
He looked over at the young man lying on the ground, taking deep breaths, seemingly very exhausted.
"Both internal and external separation, with residing hints of Lake and Wind, clarity above and below, all people under Heaven rejoice in its illumination."
It was just as outrageous.
The Taoist Sect snapped the stick in half and erased it, just like yesterday, and then taught Li Guanyi the corresponding Martial Arts. The ox cart slowly made its way towards Zhenbei City, Li Guanyi frowning miserably. That silver-haired girl was personally driving the ox cart. Somehow, the old ox cart moved at a slow pace.
Compared to the usual pace, it was not slow, but the distance to Zhenbei City was still quite long.
During the daytime, the Taoist Sect taught Li Guanyi Martial Arts.
At night, Shaking Light helped Li Guanyi answer questions related to Mystical Skills difficulties.
The third lesson was on the Ze Trigram.
Among them, Li Fire Trigram and the Great Ze Trigram required [Great Qian Yuan] as a foundation to unleash their great power. One was a strong attacking move, and the other a defensive technique. Li Guanyi was thrown off the ox cart by the Taoist Sect.
Step by step, he had to move forward with his own Martial Arts, and though the pace was not slow, it was heavily taxing on his Qi.
The Taoist Sect spoke in a flat tone: "Great Qian Yuan is the "Imperial Pole Worldly Scripture" general outline."
"The more powerful your Inner Qi, the more powerful this move will be, and only when Great Qian Yuan is well-mastered can other techniques reach their appropriate standard. However, Inner Qi is precisely your weakness, meticulously refine it."
"When the Inner Qi is developed, then open the seven orifices."
"Flowing water does not compete to advance, yet it roars incessantly."
On the seventh day, the Taoist Sect had Li Guanyi draw a stick, this time, he finally could not help but sigh, his finger tracing the divination on the wooden stick.
It says: Transformation.
A move that evolved jointly from the Fire Trigram and the Ze Trigram.
The silver-haired Taoist looked at the young man over there. Li Guanyi was still under the ox cart, depleting his Inner Qi, yet still forcibly driving the Inner Qi in his body, moving forward with each move, using Martial Arts like Mountain Shattering and Breaking Mountains.
The Taoist Sect mused to himself: "Transformation, to change. Water and fire harmonize yet re-employ matters."
"Like a sovereign receiving the mandate, amend the calendar, change the apparel."
The Taoist shook his hand and erased such divination, then he thought of that elderly man who stayed forever in the heavy rains of Chen Country, thinking to himself: "Zu Wenyuan, your insight, indeed, is too keen."