bookpower Chapter 910 Reunion with the Martial Saint, The Secret of the Martial Saint Realm!
Chapter 910 Reunion with the Martial Saint, The Secret of the Martial Saint Realm!
King's capital.
The residence of the Marquis of Dongling.
The morning light is dim.
Smelling the aroma of food wafting from afar, Jiang Ning took a deep breath, feeling the air was exceptionally fresh, his whole body relaxed and comfortable, as if every pore was breathing.
Once inside the courtyard, he quickly finished washing up, then, drawn by the aroma of food wafting from afar, he walked out of his east courtyard.
Arrive at the front yard.
"Young Master is awake!" When Lüyi saw Jiang Ning, she immediately smiled, holding a plate of freshly steamed buns in her hands, which were still steaming hot. "Sister Wanwan made your favorite pork buns this morning, as well as bone broth noodles that she simmered for two whole hours!"
Jiang Ning smiled, then patted his empty stomach: "I was just about to get hungry."
"Then please go to the front hall and sit down, young master. It will be ready soon!" said Lüyi.
Jiang Ning nodded and walked towards the front hall.
In the front hall, Jiang Li was already sitting at the table, while Xiao Doubao was beside her, holding a bun bigger than her face in her two little hands, taking big bites, her cheeks bulging out like a little squirrel stealing food.
"Good morning, Uncle!" Seeing Jiang Ning come in, Xiao Doubao, with the bun still in his mouth, opened his mouth and greeted Jiang Ning in a muffled voice.
"Good morning." Jiang Ning stepped forward, patted her head, and sat down at the table.
"Brother, I used all those rare and precious herbs yesterday!" Jiang Ning said.
"How is it? How is the effect?" Jiang Li asked.
"Excellent! It's even more effective than I expected!" Jiang Ning nodded. "It has further improved my strength."
"It's good that it works!" Jiang Li smiled and said, "I bought these things using your name. I knew my brother's name was useful!"
Jiang Ning smiled. He was currently enjoying a high reputation, so he was naturally useful.
Just then, Liu Wanwan came out of the kitchen carrying a tray with two bowls of noodles on it.
The noodles are chewy, the soup is milky white, and it's topped with a few slices of braised pork and several golden-brown fried eggs, emitting a rich aroma.
"Ah Ning, try this." Liu Wanwan placed the bowl of noodles in front of Jiang Ning.
"Thank you, sister-in-law." Jiang Ning smiled and took the chopsticks.
Then, he picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
The broth is rich and flavorful, the noodles are smooth and tender, and the essence of the bones is fully infused into the soup. With one bite, the umami flavor explodes on your taste buds.
He picked up another piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth; it was savory and delicious.
Then, the poached egg on top is pressed firmly into the soup, soaked up the soup, and then taken a bite.
"Delicious!" he exclaimed sincerely, completely satisfied.
Then I picked up another bun. The poached egg was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a runny yolk. When I took a bite, the egg liquid mixed with the soup was incredibly delicious.
"Delicious!" Jiang Ning exclaimed sincerely, picking up another bun.
"By the way, Aning, someone from the palace came yesterday and said that His Majesty would like to invite you to the palace for a chat. When is a convenient time for you?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded: "I understand. I'll visit the Martial Saint first, and then go to the palace later."
"Martial Saint?" Jiang Li's expression turned solemn, and then he said nothing more.
He understood that he was not qualified to get too involved in matters of this level.
the other side.
The entrance to the capital city.
A middle-aged man dressed in simple gray clothes arrived at the city gate.
He saw the long queue of people waiting to enter the city and walked straight to the other side of the city gate.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he approached the city gate guards.
"Halt!" The two guards on the city wall saw the middle-aged man still approaching, so they stepped forward and stretched out their long spears.
“Get in line!” one of the guards said.
Humph--
The middle-aged man looked at the halberd gleaming in the distance and let out a cold snort.
Although the voice was low, it sounded like a thunderclap to the two of them.
The shock caused the two to stumble backward, their eyes filled with horror, blood streaming from their ears.
Subsequently, the halberd forged from refined iron shattered inch by inch in the hands of the two men.
"My lord, please come in!" From the city gate behind him, an adjutant stepped forward and addressed the middle-aged man respectfully.
On the city wall.
A man dressed in the attire of the Astronomical Bureau looked at the scene below, then glanced at the compass in his hand, his gaze slightly narrowed.
"A second-grade Grandmaster, and one of the very best! Where did this newcomer come from?"
"But this is the capital city. Even dragons have to coil up and tigers have to lie down. It's not up to me to worry about it."
After pondering for a moment, he withdrew his gaze.
In front of the city gate.
As they watched the figure enter the city, the crowd of people couldn't help but murmur among themselves.
"Where did this powerful figure come from? He's so arrogant even in the capital; what kind of strength does he possess?"
"To be able to enter the capital so openly and without giving the city gate guards any face, one must be either a Grandmaster or above."
"Above Grandmaster?!"
Someone in the crowd gasped.
Martial Saint Cave Heaven.
Thatched hut, beside the stone table.
The old man remained seated on the stone bench, resting with his eyes closed.
He seemed even more aged than in the past few days, his face paler, and his breath more subdued.
Jiang Ning appeared outside the thatched hut and respectfully bowed, saying, "Senior."
The old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at him, and nodded slightly: "You've come. Sit down."
"Yes!" Jiang Ning replied and sat down in front.
"Incredible! You just came in without me having to guide you." The old man looked at Jiang Ning, his cloudy eyes filled with emotion.
“You’ve made some progress these days!” Jiang Ning said.
"Excellent! Excellent!!" The Martial Saint nodded in satisfaction.
He then raised his hand and waved it, and a porcelain cup immediately appeared in front of Jiang Ning.
"I'll do it!" Seeing the old man's movements, Jiang Ning quickly stood up and took the tools with both hands.
"No need!" The old man gestured for Jiang Ning to sit down, then picked up the teapot and poured him a cup.
"Try it, the tea I use to keep me alive."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning respectfully accepted the gift with both hands and then took a sip.
The tea soup is slightly bitter at first taste, but sweet in the aftertaste. A warm current slides down the throat, and then bursts forth with vitality in the body, nourishing the internal organs.
"Good tea," he nodded in approval.
The old man smiled.
"You've come here today because you have business to discuss with us, haven't you?"
"Senior has keen insight!" Jiang Ning put down his teacup, then stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man. "I have come today to ask you about the matter of 'limitless physical body and unrestrained spirit.' In recent days, my strength has improved, but I still have no clue about this matter."
Looking at Jiang Ning's respectful expression, the old man nodded: "Indeed, you are now ranked second in the world, and your martial arts have reached the Great Perfection of the Unity Realm, but you have basically reached the end of your current path of martial arts."
"Senior has discerning eyes," Jiang Ning said respectfully.
“It’s normal for you to seek a higher realm now, and it’s time!” The old man nodded again, indicating his approval.
Then, he raised his hand.
"Let's sit down and talk!"
"Yes, senior!" Jiang Ning cupped his hands in greeting and then sat down. The old man picked up his teacup, took a small sip, looked at Jiang Ning, and continued speaking.
"Deep within the human body lies a great secret!"
"A big secret?" Jiang Ning was taken aback.
The old man nodded: "In ancient times, martial arts were a narrow and winding path, known as the path of body cultivation. Moreover, body cultivation was considered an inferior existence even within the major sects of both the righteous and evil factions."
"All of this is because once a cultivator reaches the pinnacle of the human realm, to take another step forward, they need to shed their innate mortal body, condense an immortal body, and thus ascend to immortality and be ranked among the immortals."
"With the step of shedding the mortal body and ascending to immortality, no matter how much you temper your physical body, it will be meaningless and a waste of time."
At this moment, Jiang Ning listened quietly to the old man's story, without interrupting or making a sound.
The old man paused, glanced at Jiang Ning, and then continued.
"The reason I was able to become such a special being, an anomaly, and enter a new world and a new level is because I am not qualified to enter the path of immortality. I can only be on the path of martial arts! It is also because of the change of the times. The times no longer belong to the path of immortality."
“Eight hundred years ago, when I took that step, he knew they were all wrong.”
"Deep inside the human body lies a great secret, a true treasure."
"The physical body is not a burden, but the foundation that bears everything. The spirit is not nothingness, but the key that allows you to unlock the potential of the human body."
Jiang Ning was startled. He had a feeling that the old man was about to reveal the key to what had been troubling him for so long.
The old man raised his withered fingers and gently tapped his chest.
dong dong——
His fingers tapped lightly on his chest, producing a dull, drum-like sound that seemed to vibrate the very air.
"There is treasure inside."
"Senior, what is the treasure?" Jiang Ning couldn't help but ask.
The old man shook his head: "I can't tell you."
"You can't tell me?" Jiang Ning was taken aback.
“Yes!” The old man nodded, then continued, “For over eight hundred years, I have not been familiar with this path! I have told several people about my discovery, and those people, in my eyes, were all superior to me in terms of foundation, potential, and comprehension! But they all failed!”
"Even though their physical bodies are exceptionally strong and their spirits are as vast as the sea, they still failed! They still couldn't find what I described!"
"Now, I can no longer say it!"
At this point, he pointed to the top of his head.
Jiang Ning followed his gaze and looked up at the vast, empty sky.
The sky was a clear, bright blue, with nothing obscured or noteworthy.
"I suspect that once I reveal my discovery, you will never find that thing again."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning's pupils contracted.
He looked at the old man in front of him carefully; his expression and tone seemed genuine.
His mind raced through memories of the old man's help and his attitude towards him.
He instantly realized that no one was lying to him, nor was there any need for them to.
He looked up at the sky above him again, at that vast and empty sky.
He then took a deep breath, suppressing his speculations and shock.
"Does the senior mean that the treasure, the senior's discovery, or the essence of this path, cannot be expressed in words?"
The old man looked at Jiang Ning, nodded, and expressed his agreement.
"Once you say it, you may be blocked from this path for the rest of your life!"
The old man paused again after speaking.
"Of course, this is my current understanding, and it may be wrong! The physical body is limitless, and the spirit is unrestrained. Perhaps as long as you go far enough, no one can stop you from taking this step!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning remained silent for a moment before solemnly cupping his hands and saying, "This junior understands. Thank you for your guidance, senior."
The old man nodded slightly. “Go. Your time is running out, and so is mine. If you can take that step before I pass away, perhaps there will be more changes in this world.”
“I can’t hold on much longer! But I’ll do some things before I go.”
Hearing the old man's calm words, Jiang Ning was shocked.
He knew that some of the things the old man was talking about weren't so simple.
After all, this was a terrifying being who had single-handedly suppressed the world for over eight hundred years.
As his strength and vision increased, his understanding of this world deepened.
The more I look at the elderly, the more I admire them.
He bowed deeply to the old man.
"Farewell, senior!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
As he stepped out of the thatched hut, his body twisted, and ripples slowly spread through the void, marking his departure from this world.
At the summit.
Above them was a large sun, not yet blazing brightly.
Jiang Ning's figure quietly appeared, his robes billowing in the whistling mountain wind.
He looked up at the sky above him.
In his perception, the entrance to the cave had quietly disappeared.
"The physical body is limitless, the spirit is unrestrained."
He repeated those eight words in his mind, and the old man's words echoed in his head.
That treasure lies hidden deep within the human body, yet it cannot be expressed in words.
Once it's spoken, it can never be found again.
His gaze held a newfound seriousness.
Although this visit to the Martial Saint did not yield the answer he most desired.
But for him, it was equally significant.
At least it gave him a clear and definite path in his mind.
The physical body grows infinitely stronger, and the spirit rises infinitely higher.
One day, he will be able to reach the world that the Martial Saint spoke of.
Since words cannot convey the truth, he can only use his body to feel it, his spirit to touch it, and his limits to get closer to that path.
He took a deep breath, the cold wind from the mountaintop filling his lungs, making his mind even clearer.
next moment.
His figure flickered, transforming into a long rainbow of black and white, soaring into the sky, piercing the heavens, and disappearing into the end of the sea of clouds in an instant.
the other side.
Outside the Lishui Imperial Palace.
A middle-aged man stood atop a large tree, his gaze sweeping over the tall, vermilion walls surrounding the palace and down to the tranquil island in the heart of the lake.
The lake surface shimmered, and the buildings on the island were faintly visible.
"So this is the place where the King of Luoshui once lived in seclusion?" he murmured to himself, his gaze calm. "Well, it's a place of auspicious geomancy, perfect for burying bones."
He reached into his robes and his fingertips touched the two cold, silver armor tokens, which instantly gave him immense confidence and assurance.
Silver-armored celestial soldiers are a standard secret treasure of the celestial court in ancient times.
A single silver-armored celestial soldier is equivalent to half the strength of an immortal.
Two celestial soldiers in silver armor joined forces to form a net that even ordinary immortals could escape from.
He carefully placed the two cold, silver armor tokens back into place.
Then he landed on a thick tree trunk, sat cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, completely concealed his aura, and quietly awaited the return of that figure. (End of Chapter)