Come On, Son! You Got to Breakthrough Now!-Chapter 255 - 217: Great Wilderness Fist Scripture, Martial Ancestor’s Legacy!
Chapter 255: Chapter 217: Great Wilderness Fist Scripture, Martial Ancestor’s Legacy!
“This is Wuzhou!”
Gu Qingfeng stepped into Wuzhou, feeling the dense nature’s spiritual energy here with a slightly surprised expression.
He discovered that the spiritual energy here was much denser than in Qingyun State.
It was then that Gu Qingfeng understood why the Martial Ancestor had chosen to establish his foundation in Wuzhou.
A Martial Artist’s cultivation
cannot do without the refining of one’s body by nature’s spiritual energy.
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In the early stages, it suffices to simply refine the muscles and bones using Medicine Baths and other cultivation aids.
But at the Master level and beyond, attempting to break through solely by these means required an immense amount of resources.
Nature’s spiritual energy,
however, became the preferred choice for Martial Artists.
The spiritual energy in Wuzhou was at least half denser than in Qingyun State; cultivating here was naturally different from other places.
However,
all these were only temporary.
Since Gu Yang established the Divine Martial Dynasty in Qingyun State and then set the Capital in Guangyang Prefecture, the spiritual energy of the Nine States had begun to converge towards Qingyun State.
The spiritual energy in Qingyun State was already gradually rising.
Unless unexpected,
over time, the density of spiritual energy in Qingyun State would likely be the highest among the Nine States.
Behind him,
Gu Yun spoke with a respectful tone, “The reason the Martial Ancestor favored Wuzhou was due to the rich spiritual energy here.”
This trip to Wuzhou was not taken alone by Gu Qingfeng, as Gu Yun, the Sect Master of the Divine Martial Sect, also accompanied him.
Hearing this,
Gu Qingfeng nodded slightly then continued on his way.
The two, one after the other, headed towards the Divine Martial Sect.
Gu Qingfeng did not stir much attention for this visit to the Divine Martial Sect, nor did he have a large army accompany him.
Shortly after,
the two entered the Divine Martial Sect.
As they just entered the gate, a disciple of the Divine Martial Sect came forward; seeing Gu Yun beside him, he hurriedly bowed deeply.
“Disciple greets the Sect Master!”
“Hm, you may go now.”
Gu Yun, hands clasped behind his back and pretending profundity, slightly nodded, and the disciple respectfully withdrew.
Afterwards,
he then looked towards Gu Qingfeng with a renewed expression of reverence.
“This is the Divine Martial Sect, Master Gu. Perhaps you might stay at the sect for a few days first, then the disciple could show you the items Martial Ancestor left in the sect!”
“That would be good.”
Looking at Gu Yun’s hopeful eyes, Gu Qingfeng slightly nodded.
Seeing this,
Gu Yun was overjoyed.
He had taken great effort to invite Gu Qingfeng to visit the Divine Martial Sect and naturally did not wish for him to leave immediately.
Upon receiving Gu Qingfeng’s approval, Gu Yun immediately arranged accommodation for him personally.
It was a courtyard in the back mountain of the Divine Martial Sect, enveloped in a serene environment, with the spiritual energy also being quite dense.
Gu Yun said, “This courtyard is rumored to be the residence of the Martial Ancestor before his passing. Since the Martial Ancestor’s passing, no one else has been deemed worthy to reside here.
However, successive Sect Masters of the Divine Martial Sect would often come here to clean.
Now that Master Gu has come, you may stay here.”
“You are very thoughtful!”
Gu Qingfeng was quite satisfied with the environment, and then, looking towards Gu Yun, who hesitated to speak, he opened his mouth to say,
“I see there are quite a few disciples in the Divine Martial Sect. Since I am staying here for a few days, if there are disciples with good talent, you may bring them here. I can surely give some guidance.”
“Thank you, Master Gu!”
Gu Yun immediately expressed his gratitude.
His purpose in having Gu Qingfeng stay at the Divine Martial Sect for a few days was exactly this.
For a powerhouse like Gu Qingfeng, even a few words of guidance were enough for a regular Martial Artist to benefit all their life.
Regarding this,
Gu Qingfeng did not pay too much attention.
After all, he would be receiving benefits from the Divine Martial Sect, and to leave without imparting anything would be rather ungenerous.
When Gu Yun left, Gu Qingfeng started to survey the courtyard.
The layout of this courtyard was simple, but it had a sort of natural charm. In the courtyard, a jujube tree stood tall, its robust roots twisted like dragons, its trunk already filled with the essence of ages.
Clearly,
this tree had existed for an incredibly long time.
Ordinarily,
a jujube tree could not live for so long.
As Gu Qingfeng approached the jujube tree, he saw it gently sway, emitting a faint fluctuation that left him even more astonished.
“Is this… about to cultivate Spiritual Wisdom?”
“No wonder… no wonder this tree has lived for so long!”
What doesn’t die becomes a demon!
The jujube tree standing before him had seemingly lived for countless years and was now on the verge of cultivating Spiritual Wisdom. If the jujube tree really did develop Spiritual Wisdom, how different would that be from the legendary demons?
As Gu Qingfeng’s palm touched the trunk, he could clearly feel the tree slightly quivering, as if mysterious Dao Rhythms circulated upon it.
At the same time,
in his vision, images abruptly appeared.
The courtyard remained the same!
The jujube tree was still the jujube tree!
The only difference was,
in the image, the jujube tree was not as robust as it was now. A man in green robes sometimes spoke to it, sometimes sipped tea under it while playing a game of Go against himself, and sometimes practiced Martial Arts in the courtyard.
Seasons changed from spring to autumn.
Flowers bloomed and wilted.
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The jujube tree grew sturdier day by day, but the appearance of the man in green robes remained unchanged.
But before long,
white hair appeared at the temples of the man in green robes, eventually succumbing to the ravages of time as his body aged.
Day after day,
year after year,
the young man turned old, his elderly body still repeating the activities of his youth, and then, the images faded away.
A sensation known as sorrow emanated from the jujube tree.
“Was that man the Martial Ancestor?”
Gu Qingfeng murmured to himself, as if talking to himself, yet also seemingly asking the jujube tree before him.
