The True Martial Sect, founded by Ancestor Sanfeng, has grown into a huge, famous power after more than six hundred years of development.
Ever since the Shenxiao Sect was wiped out two hundred years ago, only Dragon Tiger Mountain, Chunyang Sect, and the secluded Baiyun Temple, which never shows itself to the world, can be compared with it. The rest are simply secondary.
One day, a young Taoist priest, leading a young Taoist boy in his teens, climbed Taihe Mountain.
The Taoist priest had a slim figure, wearing a brown robe, with a seemingly ordinary long sword hanging at his waist, leading the way. The Taoist boy following behind was rather sturdy, carrying a long wooden box on his back, the contents of which were unknown.
Walking and chatting, they leisurely ascended Taihe Mountain.
The young Taoist had a light smile on his face, and after hauling the little Taoist boy up the steep mountain, he led him directly towards the gate of the True Martial Sect.
"These two are probably from out of town, ignorant of the rules of the True Martial Sect, right?" A voice chuckled from the crowd.
Taihe Mountain's True Martial Sect, a prominent power in Great Ming, a Taoist Holy Land, and a major Martial Arts school, has an endless stream of visitors every day seeking to apprentice and learn from them.
However, most of these people can only linger around Taihe Mountain, forever barred from the gate of the True Martial Sect. Numerous dedicated individuals wait outside the mountain gate, hoping for a chance to join.
Seeing the duo's demeanor, the waiting crowd assumed they were also here to study and mollify their own discontent.
"Heh, we don't need to concern ourselves with them. They'll Imow once they get rebuffed," someone muttered.
Some looked on coldly; others ignored it altogether.
"Sirs, please halt, " two young Taoist priests blocked Pei Xuanjing's path.
"See, they were indeed stopped!" Some people gloated over their seeming misfortune, apparently delighted to see others share the same fate.
"Oh, we can't go up?" Pei Xuanjing raised an eyebrow without saying anything, and Pang Hong stepped forward to ask.
One of the two young Taoist priests addressed Pei Xuanjing and his disciple, "Might I ask what you gentlemen aim to do?" Pei Xuanjing responded with a smile, "Visiting a friend."
"Do you have an invitation?"
"Here it is!" Pang Hong took out the invitation from his chest and handed it to one of them.
"Ah, it turns out to be Taoist Priest Danling Zi, we apologize for our rudeness." The two men bowed, handed back the invitation to Pang Hong, and then stepped aside, "Please, sirs."
Pei Xuanjing nodded, continuing his journey up the mountain.
Pang Hong followed closely behind.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing easily enter, those who were prepared to mock them just now were all struck dumb, their faces filled with a strange expression.
"They just went in, just like that?" "Who is this person anyway!"
"I have no idea!"
Pei Xuanjing merely smiled softly at the sound of the chatter behind him, and continued his climb.
Currently, his true identity was not convenient for him to go about the martial arts world, let alone personally visiting a place like Taihe Mountain that would draw everyone's attention.
So Pei Xuanjing borrowed another title, and his current identity was that of Danling Zi.
After about a stick of incense's worth of time, they reached the summit of Tianzhu Peak.
"You've finally arrived. My senior brother and I have been eagerly awaiting for you," Qingyang Zi walked forward quickly upon seeing Pei Xuanjing and his disciple.
"Nice to see you, elder," Pei Xuanjing nodded and smiled at him, "I trust you've been well?" "I've managed to avoid a disaster thanks to your arrival," Qingyang Zi waved.
He discerned that Pei Xuanjing's greetings concerned the attack on the Martial Academy.
However, due to a fortuitous coincidence, he evaded the predicament as he had returned to the True Martial Sect to discuss matters related to Pei Xuanjing with his own senior brother.
"Greetings to the Academy Head," Pang Hong greeted.
"Good, good," Qingyang Zi nodded at Pang Hong in praise, and then anxiously proceeded forward with Pei Xuanjing, "My senior brother has been waiting for you for a while."
The two ascended the steps and arrived at the Golden Summit Hall, where they were met by an unimpressive Taoist standing there smiling.
"Come, let me introduce you, this is my senior brother, Sect Leader Qingxu Zi of our True Martial Sect." He pointed at the unimpressive Taoist.
Next, he tugged Pei Xuanjing a step forward and said, "Senior Brother, this is the one I've been telling you about, the currently most famous person in the world, Pei Xuanjing."
"Greetings to the Sect Leader."
Pei Xuanjing adjusted his Taoist robe, took a step forward with his hands cupped as if in a tiger'S mouth, the left hand above the right forming the Yin and Yang diagram and bowed slightly.
This was the formal Taoist greeting, indicating his respect for this elder.
"Greetings, Taoist Friend."
Seeing Pei Xuanjing's solemnity, Qingxu Zi also equally reciprocated the formal greeting.
Next, they entered the Golden Summit Hall, first paid their respects to the Zhenwu Emperor, and then took their seats in the back hall.
Qingxu Zi solemnly handed a Golden Book and Jade Scroll to Pei Xuanjing, "This is the 'Shenxiao Jade Book' that the Shenxiao Sect originally left with our True Martial Sect, today I, an old Taoist, can finally return it to its proper owner."
To be honest, even though he knew the True Martial Sect would certainly give the Shenxiao Jade Book to him.
But Pei Xuanjing had not expected them to be so decisive and direct, without any delay, and to hand it over to him as soon as he sat down at their first meeting.
This alone further deepened Pei Xuanjing's impression of the True Martial Sect and increased his respect for the Sect Leader.
"I shall accept it with gratitude," Pei Xuanjing stood up, and solemnly took it with both hands.
"[Shenxiao Jade Book, refining it can gain 75,000 Taoyun Points.]"
The moment he took the Shenxiao Jade Book, a prompt appeared in Pei Xuanjing•s mind, undoubtedly verifying the authenticity of this Shenxiao Jade Book.
However, this was clearly not the time to research the refining of this Shenxiao Jade Book, he simply put the Shenxiao Jade Book away, then heard Qingxu Zi speak again, "Why so formal, this originally belongs to the Shenxiao Sect, it should be yours."
Seeing the two still deliberating, Qingyang Zi chuckled and changed the subject, "Tell me, what kind of freak are you, in such a short span of time, you've already ascended to first-grade."
As he said this, Qingyang Zi'S tone was inevitably a bit sour, he had been in the second-class martial artist realm for over ten years, and his advancement seemed still indefinitely away.
In contrast, Pei Xuanjing, this freak, in just a few short years, has reached a realm that many people may not achieve in their entire lives, truly making one sigh.
"Just a fluke," Pei Xuanjing said modestly, he could not possibly reveal that he was a cheat code.
"Hehe," Qingyang Zi chuckled, clearly not believing it.
Qingxu Zi shook his head at his junior brother and then asked, "Since you're here, I assume you have agreed to join us."
Pei Xuanjing nodded and did not deny it, "Indeed, since I have ascended to first-grade, if I want to pursue above this level, I naturally cannot miss this opportunity."
Qingxu Zi nodded slightly, obviously approving of Pei Xuanjing's reason, after all, at their realm, worldly power does not amount to much, anything they desire is within easy reach.
In contrast, finding ways to break through the first-grade realm, stepping higher, and seeking longevity, are the greatest attractions to them.
At this point, he heard Pei Xuanjing say, "I came here today, not only to agree to the Taoist Priest's proposal but also to ask for something."
"Oh?" Qingxu Zi asked curiously, "Whatever you need, feel free to ask."
Pei Xuanjing said calmly, "I wish to enter your sect's Scripture Pavilion to read your sect's secret skills.."
In fact, for Taoist Qingxu and his disciples, maybe exploring the mysterious blessed land controlled by the Shenxiao Sect was very important. They believed that there might be secrets on how to breakthrough the first-grade realm and clues about longevity hid in there.
However, for Pei Xuanjing, who had simulated the scenario multiple times, he was clearly aware that the prohibited land did not contain what these people were after. The only valuable thing was the Shenxiao Command token.
This command token might be related to Shenxiao Sect's secret and some clues to their inheritance.
Nevertheless, Pei Xuanjing was not in a hurry. It was like a meat in a bowl and eventually, it will be his. There was no need to hurry and gobble it up.
On the other hand, the privilege to access True Martial Sect's Scripture Pavilion and read about martial arts skills might be more valuable to him.
What kind of martial secrets has been collected in the Scripture Pavilion of the True Martial Sect, which has been passed down for six hundred years? Perhaps no one had an accurate answer.
Upon hearing Pei Xuanjing's request, Taoist Qingxu smiled slightly, "If Taoist friend wants to borrow martial arts, it's not a big deal."
However.
Upon hearing this, Pei Xuanjing was certain there would be a twist.
As expected, Taoist Qingxu continued, "However, Taoist friend wishes to read through all the martial arts stored in the Scripture Pavilion at once, which makes it difficult for me to agree. After all, as the leader of the sect, I should set an example. If I allow this, I fear it might cause controversy."
Taoist Qingxu was very willing to cooperate with Pei Xuanjing. Upon hearing Pei Xuanjing's request, giving him a few martial arts skills was not a problem. However, to allow him to read freely seemed a bit inappropriate, as that would break the rules of the True Martial Sect.
Even as the leader of the sect, he could not act arbitrarily and break the sect's rules.
Especially because he is the leader, he needed to adhere to the rules more; otherwise, it would cause resentment in the sect.
Pei Xuanjing just smiled faintly, well-prepared. He turned to Pang Hong and said, "Pang Hong, show Taoist Priest what we brought."
'Yes, Master!" Pang Hong nodded and unveiled the wooden box he had been carrying on his shoulders, placing it on the table in the middle of the group.
Taoist Qingxu and Qingyang Zi glanced at each other, not knowing what Pei Xuanjing was playing at. They curiously set their sight on the wooden box.
Crack!
Pang Hong opened the lid, revealing the contents of the box.
Hiss!
Qingyang Zi couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Even Taoist Qingxu was slightly moved.
In the box, there were five Thousand-Refined Divine Weapons: a knife, a long spear, two swords, and a whisk.
The spear was modular and was divided into three parts and placed together.
These were divine weapons that Pei Xuanjing had obtained after killing Ding Yulong and Wang Zhi. He had kept them all this time, without using them, all in preparation for today.
Pei Xuanjing spoke loudly, "Previously, I had a transaction with your sect. Today, I would like to make another deal with your sect using these five Thousand-Refined Divine Weapons. How does that sound?"
Five Thousand-Refined Divine Weapons were of great value. Even a powerful entity like the True Martial Sect wouldn't ignore them.
However, for Pei Xuanjing, these five divine weapons were of no use to him. Keeping them was pointless. It would be better to exchange them for the opportunity to read the arts in the Scripture Pavilion.
After all, as long as he could accumulate enough Taoyun value, his strength would keep increasing. A
Thousand-Refined Divine Weaoon or even a Ten Thousand-Forged Divine Weaoon would be nothing to him by then.
"Brother?" Qingyang Zi looked at Taoist Qingxu.
There was no doubt that Qingyang Zi was shocked by Pei Xuanjing's grandness. Five Thousand-Refined Divine Weapons, if word got out in the martial world, it would cause many powers to covet it and countless martial artists to kill each other for it, causing a bloodbath.
Taoist Qingxu looked at Pei Xuanjing, seeing the determination in his eyes, he seemed to see himself when he was seeking the true path, moving forward firmly and not being swayed by external things.
He sighed, "The martial arts and martial skills in the Scripture Pavilion can be viewed as you please, nothing is off limits."
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for granting my request." Gratitude flickered across Pei Xuanjing's face.
Both of them tactfully didn't mention the sect's founding martial skills that were related to the True Martial Sect's heritage, such as "Pure Yang Ultimate Skill", "Nine Heavens Primordial Qi", and "Tai Ji Skill".
Naturally, Taoist Qingxu wouldn't reveal these superior skills easily. After all, even their own disciples wouldn't easily be taught these skills, so why would they give them to Pei Xuanjing?
Of course, Pei Xuanjing wouldn't be so arrogant to want to explore other's fundamental martial arts.
Taoist Qingxu looked at Pang Hong, who was standing on the side, and suddenly had an idea. "Your disciple seems quite promising. If you have time, you should bring him around more often."
Pei Xuanjing understood his meaning and spoke to Pang Hong, "If it weren't for me, many people would seek his guidance in vain."
The clever Pang Hong responded, and a smile surfaced on his face. "Thank you, Master." "Hehe.." The Taoist Priest gently stroked his beard and smiled.
In his mind, he was thinking about what else he should give to smooth over this transaction.
Perhaps from his perspective, the value of the thousand refined divine weapons exceeds those of the martial arts skills in the Scripture Pavilion.
After all, the potential of the disciples under the door varies. It'S not easy for them to comprehend those martial arts skills, let alone to achieve significant results in cultivation.
The situation in the world seems another upheaval is going to unavoidable. Perhaps this calamity is so wide that even the True Martial Sect cannot stay out of it.
With these five Thousand-Refined Divine Weapons, the strength of the True Martial Sect can naturally be slightly enhanced. In the future, when dealing with calamities, it would be much easier.
From then on, Pei Xuanjing stayed temporarily at the True Martial Sect. Every day, besides refining and studying the Shenxiao jade book, he spent most of his time in the Scripture Pavilion, reading widely.
The True Martial Sect truly deserved its reputation as a powerful entity that had been passed down for six hundred years. The quantity of martial arts skills in the Scripture Pavilion far exceeded Pei Xuanjing's expectations. There were countless low-grade and mid -grade martial arts. High-grade martial arts reached as many as dozens. And whether it was intentional or not, Pei Xuanjing even found a near-extinct "Innate Supreme Gang Qi". This was evolved from the supreme skill "Innate Gang Qi".
This martial art is a true Taoist internal skill, capable of cultivating a gentle and unparalleled Gang Qi throughout the body. The power is extraordinary and both pure and soft.
Furthermore, many notes on cultivation perception left by the masters of True Martial Sect were found in the Scripture Pavilion. Many of the perspectives on cultivation were beneficial to Pei Xuanjing.
Besides that, many strange tales and odd stories also caught his interest. Although they could not provide any Taoyun, they gave Pei Xuanjing a broader perspective, making his understanding of this world clearer.
While Pei Xuanjing was so engrossed in the True Martial Sect's Scripture Pavilion he could not extricate himself, Mire Sect's sect master Zhao Baiyang made a sudden appearance in the Northwest Dao and arrived at Tie Zhangshan..