Why do I have so many masters?

Chapter 184: The Willing Take the Bait



The battle-hardened mind swiftly judged the current situation, Wang Anfeng awkwardly raised his head, and facing an elder who seemed to be holding back a laugh, he pretended to be calm and said:

"Ancient Elder."

"Hmm?"

"Hmm, today, the weather is really nice today."

"Pfft hahaha..."

The handsome Taoist couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

Laughing, while feeling that he seemed to lose the demeanor of an elder, waved his hand and said, "No, Anfeng, I'm not laughing at you, yes, today, today's weather is really nice, hence the laughter, don't mind, don't mind, ooh hahaha..."

Wang Anfeng looked dazed.

After a while, the Taoist finally stopped laughing, sat in the top position, holding the tea brewed by Wang Anfeng, seemingly with tears at the corner of his eyes, lightly rubbing his abdomen with his left hand, he said:

"Every day I see either ungrounded people or cold faces, ah, it's been a long time since I had such a hearty laugh, my stomach aches a bit now."

Wang Anfeng's hand trembled slightly, took a deep breath, restrained the impulse to run away due to embarrassment, and said, "Ancient Elder, you suddenly came out this time, is there anything you wish to tell the junior?"

The Taoist glanced at him sideways, teasingly said:

"How come, if there's nothing, can't I come out to get some fresh air?"

Wang Anfeng's face slightly froze, and said:

"This, the junior naturally doesn't mean that."

The Taoist saw him at a loss, felt like laughing again, felt a faint pain in his abdomen, waved his hand, and laughed:

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."

"I did come out this time to give you some guidance."

Wang Anfeng felt a bit relieved in his heart, and said:

"I ask the elder to instruct."

The Ancient Taoist put the tea in his hand aside, and said:

"There's no need to be so polite."

"A month ago, when I subdued that lady, I entered a thread of Taiyin Supreme Pure Vigorous Qi into her meridians, I expected you would soon find a way to connect with people from White Tiger Hall, this time is to teach you the corresponding mantra."

"No need to reach a realm of proficiency, just being able to sense it is enough."

Wang Anfeng composed his expression, instantly realizing the benefit of this matter to his future plans, most of his embarrassment dissipated, he stood up and thanked:

"Junior thanks Taoist master."

The Taoist calmly accepted his salute, then passed this Dharma to him, explaining in detail how to guide the Qi, how to operate it, and how to sense it.

Originally, in the first two generations, Wudang disciples were only males, the school's profound inner strength technique was the Wudang Pure Yang Skill, later as more women began to apprentice and learn martial arts, due to the yin nature of women they couldn't cultivate this technique, breaking a layer of inheritance.

So a brilliant predecessor created the corresponding Taiyin Supreme Pure Skill, because it was modeled after the Wudang Pure Yang Skill, sharing the same source, thus with Wudang Pure Yang Skill one could have some sense, when trained deeply with both, one could shift to Tai Chi Strength, mastering the operation of both yin and yang techniques.

As Wang Anfeng's Martial Body mainly consisted of Pure Yang, it was not difficult to grasp the operation route of the Wudang Pure Yang Skill, within the time of a stick of incense, he already had some understanding.

He adjusted the Inner Qi, letting it flow through the meridians, the Inner Strength he cultivated remained Pure Yang, yet the breath was less fierce and robust, becoming calmer.

The Taoist nodded satisfied, drank the last of his tea, stood up, flicked his sleeves, the cloud patterns on his robe swirled like water waves, and he disappeared, Wang Anfeng concluded his third circulation, withdrew his Inner Strength, gazed at the empty room, deeply exhaled, murmured:

"The Taoist elder shouldn't be someone who blabs, right?"

"Probably..."

In Shaolin Temple.

The Ancient Taoist strolled outside the pharmacy, looked at the elder experimenting with new prescriptions, sighed, and proactively greeted: "Old Wu."

Wu Changqing raised his eyes, somewhat curious, unsure why this always laid-back Taoist suddenly came to find him, smiled and asked.

The Taoist sighed deeply:

"Previously, I didn't understand."

"Now I realize the truth of what Elder Wu said."

Wu Changqing looked puzzled, not knowing what he was referring to, the Taoist had already drifted away.

He quietly added in his heart, the disciple is indeed quite amusing.

.........

Wang Anfeng spent another day leisurely wandering around the city, at the moment he was suffering from internal injuries, so his complexion was pale, looking like someone with spare wealth and without an honest means of livelihood, in Balman Royal City, such people were not uncommon.

And more than twenty years ago, during the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms, a large number of people from Central Plains flooded into the Western Regions and Northern Frontier, so the face of a Qin man would not arouse much suspicion.

Only because the impact of his siege last time hadn't faded away, others viewed him somewhat differently, and this point, he could only let it be as it was, powerless to change it.

After a day of wandering, Wang Anfeng gained a slight understanding of the general situation of the city, indeed different from what he expected, the atmosphere in the city became increasingly oppressive, there were more Jianghu martial artists, and the city's defenses were clearly more stringent than when he first came to Balman Royal City, Jianghu martial artists and the Iron Guards crossed paths, both sides were very vigilant.

Previously, he thought this vigilance was only due to the death of King Balman.

But now upon re-evaluation, it seemed not so simple, after noticing the additional injuries on the patrolling Iron Guards, even more so, he mused thoughtfully.

"Contending for the throne..."

That night, Wang Anfeng was in the side room handling food ingredients, when someone knocked on his door, upon opening it saw it was his neighbor Pu Yongyan whom he met earlier, the robust man had changed out of his armor, only wearing loose clothing, and exchanged pleasantries with Wang Anfeng, then invited him to his house for drinking, quite enthusiastically.


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