Chapter 6

To be honest, this was also a stroke of good luck for Mo Li.

Currently, the Wudang Sect is newly established, with few rules. It needs the younger generation of disciples to grow and increase the sect's foundation. After one or two generations, high-level martial arts like the Supreme Yang Wuji Gong will be like the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing, where only the upper echelons of the sect can practice, or even only the sect leader can practice!

"Listen carefully!"

Song Yuanqiao's expression was solemn as he recited the incantation of the Supreme Yang Wuji Gong, word by word. This supreme martial art of the Daoist sect is only about five hundred words long, but each word is precious, containing the highest principles of martial arts. Many parts include Daoist metaphors, and if one is not familiar with Daoist texts, rashly practicing it could lead to disastrous consequences.

Although Mo Li did not fully understand these Daoist metaphors now, he had his master to teach him, and for now, he only needed to remember them.

Perhaps due to his穿越 (穿越 means "穿越" in Chinese, which can be translated as "穿越" in English, but in this context, it refers to the protagonist being from a different time or world, so it's better to translate it as "transmigration"), Mo Li had an excellent memory. When he was reading on the mountain before, he could memorize texts like the Thousand Character Classic and the Hundred Family Surnames after reading them just once or twice, almost as good as having a photographic memory.

Song Yuanqiao only recited the incantation of the Supreme Yang Wuji Gong twice, and Mo Li had already memorized it all.

Song Yuanqiao made him recite it twice, confirming that he had remembered it perfectly, and then nodded, saying, "You've memorized the incantation. It's fine if you don't understand it for now. Next, I will teach you the circulation route. You must remember it well!"

Mo Li responded affirmatively. Song Yuanqiao then placed his palm on Mo Li's back, and a warm true qi immediately flowed into his body, heading towards the dantian.

Although all martial arts in the world follow the circulation of the body, the meridians and acupoints used by different sects and schools are different, and the order of circulation is also distinct. Therefore, the internal energy cultivated by each school has its unique characteristics. The Supreme Yang Wuji Gong created by Zhang Sanfeng not only has unparalleled power but also has the effects of strengthening the body, prolonging life, and enhancing health, which no other martial art can match.

The warm current left the dantian and then split into two paths, one on the left and one on the right, moving upward through the back, shoulders, and neck to the "Yuzhen" point. It then split into five paths, moving upward over the top of the head to the "Baihui" point, converging with the body's qi at the "Shanzhong" point. It then split into two main and secondary paths, returning to the dantian, completing a full cycle. Mo Li felt as comfortable as if he were drinking sweet dew.

After about three full cycles, Song Yuanqiao released his hand and asked, "Have you memorized the circulation route?"

"Memorized, memorized!"

Mo Li nodded but then remembered something and said, "Master, but I don't have true qi. Even if I know the circulation route, I can't practice it, right?"

"You're not stupid, knowing that you don't have true qi."

Song Yuanqiao smiled and said, "This is the first hurdle that all martial artists must face. This stage is called 'qi sensation.' Only after passing this stage can you condense true qi. Close your eyes, focus your mind, and clear your thoughts. Then, imagine that there is true qi circulating in your body according to the circulation route I taught you."

Mo Li followed his instructions. It was night, and the Wudang Mountain was quiet. In the small courtyard, apart from the howling wind, there was nothing else. Soon, Mo Li entered a state of complete focus, imagining a stream of true qi rising from his dantian and moving according to the circulation route Song Yuanqiao had taught him.

One cycle... two cycles... three cycles...

Just as the third cycle ended and the fourth cycle began, a warm sensation suddenly rose from his dantian. It was a faint but genuine stream of true qi!

Mo Li carefully nurtured it as it circulated through his meridians. By the end of the fourth cycle, the stream of true qi had clearly grown stronger. He was excited and was about to continue practicing when he heard Song Yuanqiao's voice, "Did you feel nothing?"

Mo Li opened his eyes, about to respond, but Song Yuanqiao, with a smile, continued, "That's right. After just a short while, you shouldn't have felt anything. The qi sensation stage usually takes at least a month for ordinary people. I took seven days, which is already very good. The fastest was your fifth master uncle, who took only four days. Your grandmaster said he could inherit the Wudang lineage."

"Master, I..."

"Alright, I understand your feelings."

Song Yuanqiao interrupted Mo Li, empathizing, "When I first tried to cultivate true qi, I was also very disappointed when I couldn't do it. I understand, but don't be discouraged. With diligent practice, you will eventually succeed."

Mo Li was speechless. I'm not disappointed; I've already cultivated true qi...

Wait, they took days, but I only took a short while. Doesn't this mean my talent...?

Sigh!

Mo Li drew a sharp breath. This Yi Jing Bone Strengthening Technique is truly terrifying!

Seeing Mo Li's reaction, Song Yuanqiao thought he was truly discouraged and patted his head, smiling, "Don't be sad. Go back and rest early. Try more in the next few days, and you will definitely make progress."

"Master, I... I seem to have already cultivated true qi..."

"Cultivated true qi?"

Song Yuanqiao, who was about to stand up, paused. He frowned and looked at Mo Li, saying, "Li'er, as a Wudang disciple, you must not lie."

How could he cultivate true qi in just a short while?

Seeing Song Yuanqiao's disbelief, Mo Li couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Disciple really did it. I would never deceive Master."

There was no need to hide anything. This was Wudang Mountain, where Zhang Sanfeng was in charge. There was no safer place in the world. No one would secretly harm Mo Li, and on the contrary, showing his martial talent might earn him more resources for cultivation.

"Really? Let me check."

Song Yuanqiao looked skeptical and placed his hand on Mo Li's abdomen, sending his true qi inside. Immediately, he felt the faint but genuine stream of true qi in Mo Li's body!

This faint stream of true qi made the great Wudang hero Song Yuanqiao freeze in place, more shocked than if he had seen a world-class expert right in front of him!

To cultivate true qi in just a short while?!

He, Song Yuanqiao, took seven days, and even the best talent in Wudang, Zhang Cuishan, took four days!

A short while... just a short while!

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but draw a sharp breath. This boy's talent was truly terrifying!

"Master... Master?"

Mo Li softly called out to Song Yuanqiao, who seemed to be in a daze.

Song Yuanqiao came to his senses, looked at Mo Li, and his lips gradually curved into a smile.

This is my disciple...

This is my disciple!

Wudang has a bright future!

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