Time passed slowly.
Mingwu Pavilion.
Dragon Mountain Daoist slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly:
"The Heavenly Human Realm is indeed as difficult as ascending to the heavens. I have been in the Yuandan Realm for over ten years, but I still lack the necessary refinement to resonate with the heavens."
He smiled bitterly.
More than a month ago, after teaching Ning Qi, he felt somewhat stimulated, with a faint sense of crisis. He decided to seize this momentum to break through his Bottleneck in one go, but he didn't expect to fail. The lacking foundation still required time to refine.
However, he was not discouraged.
A Heavenly Human Realm expert lives up to eight hundred years. A hundred years old is very young for a Heavenly Human Realm expert. Most Heavenly Human Realm experts only achieve success around two hundred years old, and some even break through only when their four-hundred-year lifespan is about to end.
Dragon Mountain Daoist was only eighty-odd years old, very young.
He felt that he had been a bit too impatient recently, perhaps influenced by the increasingly chaotic situation in the Great Yan Dynasty.
He shook his head, realizing that this was not right.
Although he did not break through during this seclusion, it was not without Harvest. At least it allowed him to re-establish a correct mindset.
"It's been over a month. I wonder how little Jiu is doing now? Little Jiu just started practicing martial arts, and I've been a somewhat irresponsible Master."
Dragon Mountain Daoist felt a bit annoyed.
Recalling the scene of imparting martial arts that day, he couldn't help but smile helplessly. He was indeed impacted at the time, which made him think he had found an opportunity to break through, so he hastily went into seclusion.
"Little Jiu is an unpolished gem. His Aptitude is far superior to mine. If he is well-nurtured, there is a great hope for him to become a Martial Saint!"
Dragon Mountain Daoist stood up, his figure appearing at the pavilion entrance as if shrinking the ground. This was an extremely profound movement technique. He planned to first go to Ning Qi's place to check on him and fulfill his responsibility as a Master. Even the most talented Disciple would still have things they didn't understand. After practicing Stake techniques for so many years, with his high-level perspective, there was always something worth Ning Qi learning.
He felt that he needed to plan a suitable Dao for Ning Qi to avoid wasting such great talent.
Although the True Martial Sect occupies Zhenwu Mountain, it is actually built only in the most essential part of the mountainside.
Dragon Mountain Daoist and the nine True Disciples are in the most core area, while the residences of the other Inner Sect and Outer Sect Disciples are arranged outwards in sequence.
At Dragon Mountain Daoist's speed, it wouldn't take much time to reach Ning Qi's small courtyard.
He had a slight smile on his face, hands behind his back, his Daoist robe fluttering, exuding an air of an immortal.
He could already sense the life force in the distance.
But suddenly, his expression changed.
"Roar!"
A faint Dragon roar sounded from the courtyard ahead, subtly carrying a sense of majesty.
"This is…"
Dragon Mountain Daoist's pupils constricted sharply. His heart skipped a beat, and his figure silently appeared outside the courtyard. What he saw instantly froze him in place.
Inside the courtyard.
White Mist steamed and continuously rolled, with occasional Dragon roars, as if a young True Dragon was soaring and leaping within.
With Dragon Mountain Daoist's eyesight, it was naturally not difficult to see that this was not a young True Dragon, but his terrifyingly talented young Disciple.
At this moment, Ning Qi's skin was as clear as jade, but the flesh beneath it was faintly reddish and constantly pulsating.
Compared to a month ago.
Ning Qi's figure had grown taller and much more robust. The most noticeable change was the life force, which had become significantly stronger.
"Flesh Refinement Realm?!"
Dragon Mountain Daoist's breathing quickened slightly.
Even with his composure, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. This speed was simply too exaggerated. Although he had expected Ning Qi's Cultivation speed to be beyond imagination, he was still startled. He almost thought he had misremembered the date, thinking his seclusion wasn't for a month, but much longer.
But this was not what shocked him the most.
"This Stake technique… it's not the Bixi Stance!"
With Dragon Mountain Daoist's Realm, he immediately recognized the foundation of the True Martial Nine Stances from this unfamiliar Stake technique. He could almost see the shadow of every single Stake technique.
Just watching it, he felt a thrilling sensation. The intensity of that Body Tempering was far beyond what the True Martial Nine Stances could compare to.
As he slowly watched.
A sudden bolt of lightning flashed through Dragon Mountain Daoist's mind, and his entire body trembled with excitement.
"This is… the True Martial Stake?!"
His breathing quickened, and his emotions surged. His breath-concealing technique, which had originally blended with the world, suddenly showed fluctuations.
Ning Qi almost immediately detected an extra presence outside the courtyard. He stopped his Stake technique and shouted sharply:
"Who is it?!"
As his sharp gaze swept over, Ning Qi was stunned, then joy appeared in his eyes.
"Master, you've come out of seclusion? Why did you come so quietly?"
He had just asked his Senior Brother yesterday, and he didn't expect his Master to come out of seclusion today.
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Dragon Mountain Daoist felt a bit awkward. He had originally intended to secretly observe his young Disciple's martial arts progress to be prepared for teaching later, but he didn't expect to witness such an astonishing scene.
He ignored everything else.
He instantly appeared in front of Ning Qi.
He gazed at Ning Qi, forcefully suppressing his inner excitement, and said:
"Little Jiu, tell Master, which Great Master taught you the True Martial Stake? Is he still on Zhenwu Mountain now? Did he say anything else?"
Dragon Mountain Daoist pressed him with questions.
Ning Qi stood frozen.
He hesitated and said:
"Master, what True Martial Stake are you referring to?"
"It's the Stake technique you were just Cultivating!"
Ning Qi suddenly understood. He instantly realized something: his previous guess might have been somewhat close to the truth. There was indeed a stronger Stake technique above the True Martial Nine Stances, seemingly called the True Martial Stake?
However, looking at his Master's expression, it seemed that this True Martial Stake was not part of the True Martial Sect.
He truthfully said:
"Master, this is the True Dragon Pile that I created myself, not the True Martial Stake you mentioned."
As his voice fell.
Dragon Mountain Daoist's twitching goatee froze. He looked at Ning Qi like a statue, suspecting he had heard wrong.
"You said… this was created by you??"
This was even more outrageous than someone from the True Martial Sect leaving a Legacy in the world and coming to bestow it. However, Dragon Mountain Daoist understood his Disciple. Although young, he was definitely not someone who spoke nonsense.
Ning Qi had long planned to reveal everything to Dragon Mountain Daoist. It was just that Dragon Mountain Daoist had come to him first.
"Reporting to Master, after you went into seclusion, I learned several other Stake techniques from my Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters. After mastering all of the True Martial Nine Stances, I always felt that there was some commonality between these nine Stake techniques. Finally, I fell into an Epiphany once and deduced a Stake technique…"
Ning Qi explained the thought process and the creation of the True Dragon Pile.
At the same time, he handed over a Secret Manual he had prepared earlier, which meticulously recorded the True Dragon Pile.
Dragon Mountain Daoist finally recovered from his agitated state. He forced himself to calm down, flipping through the Secret Manual in his hand, listening to his young Disciple's explanation, his eyes still turbulent.
Of course, he knew there was some commonality between the True Martial Nine Stances.
But the problem was, knowing it was one thing, but trying to deduce the True Martial Stake from it was as difficult as creating a new peerless Stake technique!
It was simply a wild fantasy!
