Yusang, a first-generation disciple of Wudang, sighed.

‘What on earth is happening in Wudang?’

The atmosphere in Wudang was strange.

It had not been long since the funeral of the first-generation disciple, Yusu, had ended.

But apart from that, the atmosphere was strange.

He had noticed that the Red Scarf Society and the elders were keeping each other in check, but recently, that atmosphere seemed to have become more serious.

It had been like that right after the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero had entered Wudang.

‘And people from Shaolin have even come.’

Yusang, who was looking at the Arhat Monks staying in one of the pavilions, stretched his neck again.

‘First-generation disciples like me have no way of knowing… but it’s certain that something serious has happened in Wudang.’

Something was being discussed only among the elders.

Seeing that the elders, who usually gave teachings with a benevolent face, had serious faces these days, something must have happened at the top.

‘I hope it’s not a big deal. I hope our Wudang will always be proud, lofty, and not lose its beauty.’

Thinking so, the moment he was about to move to train.

Kurururu!

He stopped in his tracks at the sound of thunder that suddenly rang in his ears.

It was a sound like something collapsing. Yusang turned his head in the direction the sound was coming from.

“That’s… the direction the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero, the sect leader, and the Red Scarf Society Leader went earlier, isn’t it?”

What is this loud noise?

Kukukuku!

“Huh?”

The sound is getting louder?

A creepy feeling crept up the back of his neck.

Kukukukukung!

Yusang’s eyes widened. There was a small waterfall in the distance.

A cloud of dust rose from the direction of the waterfall, visible to the eye.

“Wh-what?”

He could see the trees, which had been soaring high as if they didn’t know the sky was high, falling one by one.

Then, the ground shook greatly, and the vibration was transmitted all the way here.

“Is it an earthquake?”

The sect leader and Venerable Jincheong were there. Not only that. The Red Scarf Society Leader and the vice-leader were also there, and the Monk Muso, a guest from Shaolin, was also there.

Yusang, who realized that fact, hurriedly ran.

It wasn’t just Yusang. The elders also shot out at the speed of light after hearing the sound.

“…!”

Yusang, who arrived at the scene, was at a loss for words for a moment.

The beautiful scenery of the waterfall that had been pouring down vigorously had disappeared.

The ground had collapsed and had been transformed into a completely different place.

“Wh-what is this!”

Fortunately, everyone seemed to be safe.

“Everyone, go back! First-generation disciples, return to your positions immediately!”

The Great Purity True Man turned around and shouted with a stern voice.

In Wudang, the sect leader’s order was like a stern command, so Yusang turned his body for now, even before he could grasp what was going on.

No, he was about to turn.

The gazes of the gathered people turned to the collapsed ground for a moment.

The completely collapsed ground. A single figure slowly rising from it.

Not only Yusang, but also the much more experienced elders opened their mouths wide.

No, was it just them?

Even Mucheonak, the Great Purity True Man, and the Monk Muso’s pupils shook.

“What is that…”

That was not all.

Gooooooo!

A fierce energy raged.

Three lights of different colors appeared, centered on Cheon Mubaeck’s crown.

No, it was almost…

A flower.

“Three Flowers at the Crown?”

Something enormous had happened.

* * *

The matter related to the former sect leader was a story shared only among the elders. The only one among the first-generation disciples who knew was Yusu, who had gone as a messenger.

“Elders, take the disciples and go down to the main mountain now. I will take care of things here.”

“I understand.”

He turned his gaze after watching the elders lead the gathered Wudang disciples down.

Cheon Mubaeck, whose three brilliant lights were flashing from his crown, had already come up from the collapsed ground with a calm face.

And behind him, fortunately, Venerable Hyeonyeop was being carried on his back.

He had been worried that something might happen in the sudden strange phenomenon, but it was a relief that he was safe.

Cheon Mubaeck put Venerable Hyeonyeop down on one side and clicked his tongue.

“Tsk tsk. What kind of land is so soft? The ground must be a mess. Don’t build any pavilions, Taoist temples, or buildings here.”

“…”

What kind of ground is so weak that the land collapses and the trees fall?

At Cheon Mubaeck’s blunt words, the crowd became quiet.

Something that had happened in a situation that no one had expected.

Chuhonsak carefully asked Mucheonak, who was next to him.

“Leader, since your martial arts are higher than mine, I will ask. What we just saw, wasn’t it the Three Flowers at the Crown?”

“…Three Flowers at the Crown, you say.”

Mucheonak’s voice trembled slightly.

The craving for martial arts was a common characteristic of the Red Scarf Society warriors.

Among them, Mucheonak was unusual.

“I knew his fame pierced the heavens… but to be in the realm of entering the divine at that age, is that even possible?”

Was it because of that?

Mucheonak had a confused look in his eyes. What was revealed at a glance was jealousy and envy, and what followed was a fighting spirit. At the same time, suspicion also sprouted.

The one who gave the answer was the Great Purity True Man.

“It is probably not the Three Flowers at the Crown, Vice-leader. The Three Flowers at the Crown is when three flower buds bloom on the crown. It is when the yin and yang, and the upper dantian open, and the harmonized energy is formed… A radiance flashed, but it was not a flower bud. And one of those three radiances was a pure white immortal energy. An immortal energy that only the Taoists with deep Taoist power here can handle.”

“…When Taoists cultivate the immortal path and ascend, does the immortal energy also appear like the Three Flowers at the Crown?”

“That’s… I don’t know.”

In fact, no one in the crowd could give an answer.

The strange phenomenon that had happened to Cheon Mubaeck was to the point where it looked as if he was ascending.

But looking at his calm face, there was nothing particularly different.

But.

“His eyes are as if he has gained some enlightenment.”

At the Monk Muso’s heavy words, the crowd closed their mouths.

Eyes that were not just clear, but flowed with a clear light.

‘He gained more enlightenment there?’

For a martial artist, enlightenment was to overcome a new wall.

Just looking at his realm so far, he was more than enough for the top hundred masters in the world, and considering the future, he was a young hero with a high probability of becoming the number one in the world.

And that person had gained enlightenment now?

‘Then how much stronger has he become?’

Mucheonak’s eyes burned with a flame mixed with jealousy.

But even though he knew that the gazes were focused on him, Cheon Mubaeck was busy observing his own body.

“I really thought I was going to ascend.”

Cheon Mubaeck observed his own body.

‘They say that even a beneficial thing can be a poison if it’s too much. The old sayings are never wrong.’

Originally, the Evil Person Sealing Formation was a formation that forcibly amplified the target’s internal energy and made it run rampant when they used their internal energy.

The current formation, which shared the same framework, was also the same. It was just that the energy inside the formation had changed from internal energy to immortal energy.

But unlike internal energy, the concept of ‘amplifying’ was different.

To amplify the target’s internal energy was just a saying. It was just to make it seem as if it was being amplified by forcibly drawing out all the hidden potential true qi that was spread throughout the target’s dantian and entire body.

On the other hand, immortal energy was not a concept that could be amplified.

So Cheon Mubaeck had thought differently.

Rather than amplifying it, he would gather it so that it would not scatter.

The result was successful.

He made it so that the immortal energy, which scattered like the wind that could not be caught in his hand, could not escape the formation.

But there was one thing that Cheon Mubaeck had not thought of.

‘The immortal energy that was manifested when I recited was only a very small part of the Primordial Root Scripture’s immortal energy.’

Just as the original Evil Person Sealing Formation stimulated all the latent true qi in a person’s body and made it run rampant.

The Primordial Root Scripture also had much more immortal energy that Cheon Mubaeck had not been able to draw out. When he recited outside the formation, only the immortal energy that Cheon Mubaeck pushed in would enter.

When he went inside the formation and recited, all the immortal energy hidden in the verses of the Primordial Root Scripture, which Cheon Mubaeck had not been able to draw out, raged like a storm.

‘It’s not a sacred object for nothing.’

Cheon Mubaeck clicked his tongue.

It was a good thing that things had turned out well, but it could have been a real disaster.

Even if the immortal energy was not harmful, the immortal energy that the Primordial Root Scripture possessed was an unprecedented thing that a person’s body could not withstand.

At the powerful pressure that felt as if his whole body would turn to dust, Cheon Mubaeck had used a trick.

He had passed on the raging immortal energy to Venerable Hyeonyeop, who was on the flat rock.

‘They say it’s a blessing in disguise. So this is how it turned out.’

Cheon Mubaeck slowly observed the changes in his body.

The raging immortal energy had penetrated Cheon Mubaeck’s entire body. The pores on his skin, the breathing holes, and even the sweat pores through which waste products were discharged.

It had penetrated like that and had filled the upper dantian and had mingled with the Heaven-Shaking Soul Art, and had entered the lower dantian and had also mingled with the supreme yin energy. And yet, the immortal energy had overflowed, and had finally penetrated the middle dantian, which had been empty until now, and had aimed for the heart.

Fortunately, at that time, Zhuge Seola, who had sensed that things were going wrong, had quickly dismantled the formation and had escaped the crisis.

The middle dantian was as dangerous a place as the upper dantian. If an external energy stimulated the heart, he didn’t know what would happen.

But they say it’s a blessing in disguise.

Cheon Mubaeck let out a hollow laugh at the changes that had occurred in his body.

The Heaven-Shaking Soul Art of the upper dantian,

The supreme yin energy of the lower dantian.

And in the middle of them.

A clearer and softer energy than before in the middle dantian. The immortal energy was formed like a band in the shape of the character ‘日’. The band of immortal energy connected the Heaven-Shaking Soul Art of the upper dantian and the supreme yin energy of the lower dantian.

The three-colored light that people had thought was the Three Flowers at the Crown was these three energies.

The Heaven-Shaking Soul Art, the supreme yin energy, and the immortal energy.

The moment those three were connected, they were manifested externally like the Three Flowers at the Crown.

‘Can this be expressed as a realm?’

The current state that could not be expressed as a realm of martial arts.

But it was not that his realm had risen.

Due to the band of immortal energy that had formed in the middle dantian, the upper dantian and the lower dantian were connected as one.

In other words.

‘It’s difficult, but I can handle the supreme yin energy with my left hand and the Heaven-Shaking Soul Art with my right hand at the same time.’

The band was still thin, and he could not use a large force at the same time.

But to use two internal energies of completely different tracks at the same time.

At least as far as Cheon Mubaeck knew, it had never happened in the history of the martial world.

So Cheon Mubaeck had overcome a realm once again.

Cheon Mubaeck turned his head with an inwardly satisfied smile.

The Great Purity True Man approached.

“The work is done.”

“……Done?”

“I’ve done as much as I can.”

At Cheon Mubaeck’s words, the Great Purity True Man looked at Venerable Hyeonyeop, who was leaning against a rock, with trembling pupils.

His hair was not just pure white, but was falling out one by one, and his firm teeth were missing here and there. His skin, which had been glossy, had sagged and lost its light.

A rapid aging.

No, that was dying.

“To be cured from a Bidara is to return to the original state, so there is no choice but to go to death.”

He had passed on an enormous amount of immortal energy to Venerable Hyeonyeop.

That energy was so powerful that it could instantly turn the secret art of the Bidara back to nothing.

The Bidara was cured.

But since he was already a dead person, he had no choice but to run towards death in the end.

Venerable Hyeonyeop’s eyes opened with difficulty.

“……Cheong-ah.”

“Master!”

While the crowd all hurriedly went to Venerable Hyeonyeop.

Only Zhuge Seola approached Cheon Mubaeck.

A face full of worry.

“Are you okay?”

Cheon Mubaeck, who saw her eyes that looked as if they would shed tears at any moment, rather smiled.

“Thank you for stopping the formation in time. Thanks to you, I saved my life.”

Peok!

“……?”

At the small touch that was transmitted from his chest, Cheon Mubaeck let out a hollow laugh.

Zhuge Seola had hit him with her small fist, as if to blame him.

“If you do something strange next time, I’ll hit you in the face.”

“Alright. I apologize. I did it because I believed you would help if something happened, young lady.”

“……Well, ha-anyway, is it over?”

Zhuge Seola stuttered and turned her gaze. The just-awakened Venerable Hyeoncheong. The people gathering around him.

In any case, since Venerable Hyeoncheong had regained consciousness, even for a moment, who the culprit was would soon be revealed.

In the first place, the reason Cheon Mubaeck had come to Wudang was to treat Venerable Hyeoncheong, so the request was completed.

The moment a sense of relief was about to appear on Zhuge Seola’s face at the thought that the long matter had finally been resolved well.

Cheon Mubaeck’s face turned cold.

“No, now I have to do my work.”

Cheon Mubaeck drew his sword.

(End of Chapter)

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