Chapter 23 Wudang Mountain
After knocking on the door three times, the young man in Taoist robe put down his hand and pushed the door open.

Zhou Yan has a special identity.

The young man in Taoist robe got his teacher's approval when he set out, not to offend Zhou Yan for no reason, and to take him directly to where he lived.

It’s not that Wudang is afraid of Zhou Yan, it’s just a little troublesome.

The most powerful fighter in Wudang Sect is its leader Zhang Jingquan, who has perfected his kung fu and has reached the realm of Baodan. Then there are the secret ones.

That is, he is his own teacher, who is at the same level as him.

The two Dan-holding warriors are naturally not afraid of this 'Smiling Devil'.

However, there are many disciples in Wudang Sect, including many Taoist children and Taoist priests. These disciples do not have enough ability to stop Zhou Yan's methods.

Therefore, we can only make appropriate compromises.

crunch~
The wooden door opens to both sides.

In the courtyard, there is an old tree with twisted roots and a lush canopy. Under the mottled light and shadow, there is a stone table and a pot of tea.

An old man in a grey robe sat alone on one side, his eyes closed and focused, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"I have heard of your great reputation for a long time. I never thought that you would travel thousands of miles to visit Wudang Mountain."

The old man opened his eyes and said slowly:

"I don't know what's going on?"

The old man spoke slowly, neither fast nor slow, but his words were powerful and resounding, showing his great physical strength and full of energy.

While speaking, he was also looking at Zhou Yan.

He also knew what was going on in the martial arts world. Although it was surprising that he dared to take action against so many powerful forces in the martial arts world, his speed of cultivation was truly frightening.

Based on intelligence.

The first time he displayed his martial arts, it was only Ming Jin, and it might even be worse. After just a few months, he had already mastered Hua Jin.

Not to mention the stage of transforming energy.

According to rumors, the power can even reach the internal organs, and perhaps it is only one step away from reaching Dan Jin.

With such progress, even if the Grand Master were to return, he might not be able to catch up. How can we not be on guard?

"It is for the pursuit of martial arts."

After taking a quick look at the courtyard, Zhou Yan's expression froze, and then he sat down in front of the old man and said:

"I am also yearning for the hundred-year-old inheritance of Wudang, its philosophy, cultivation techniques, and methods of making elixirs, so I came here to visit."

The purpose of Wudang sect's practice is to focus on Dan.

Among them, the practice of external and internal alchemy is in line with the mystery of refining essence into qi, and the theory of feng shui also makes in-depth research on the existence of essence, qi and spirit.

Zhou Yan naturally refused to let it go.

"The desire to seek the truth is like the turbulent flow of a river. Being too reckless may not be a good thing..."

Zhang Jingqing was helpless and sighed.

The young man in Taoist robes had already left, leaving the courtyard to the two of them, and disappeared without a trace.

“Life is but a hundred years, and there are countless complicated things to do. If you don’t have a heart as strong as steel, you will only be trapped in a cage.”

“It is by moving forward that we can open up the way forward. This is true for everything. If we stop moving forward when something happens, we will only waste our time.”

Zhou Yan sipped his tea and said calmly.

The two men did not make any move, just drank tea and water, but in just a few words, they started to argue about their paths and ideas.

"is it?"

Zhang Jingqing adjusted his posture, put down the teacup, and looked persuasive:

"But it is this world that gave birth to all living things, and all the warmth and love are contained in it. If the order is destroyed, won't there only be emptiness?"

"What a cunning old Taoist priest."

Zhou Yan's eyes moved, and he glanced at the place where Zhang Jingqing's teacup fell, frowning slightly.

The teacup seemed to have fallen unintentionally, but in fact it precisely disturbed the aura in the courtyard, causing something to change slightly in the dark.

Of course, this change is extremely subtle.

The impact on people and objects is negligible, but the principle behind it...

"The way of Feng Shui is to change the world with objects. It is very moving. The Taoist's merits and deeds are profound..."

Zhou Yan suddenly laughed, drank the tea, put the cup down, and said at a corner of the stone table:
"It's just that it's a bit unfair."

From the moment he entered the courtyard, Zhou Yan was observing the surrounding environment, the old trees, the stone table, the houses, the stone piles, and the place where the two sat.

If he had not comprehended the god in the fist, his mind had not increased, his will had become firmer, and his spirit had not been sensitive, he would not have been able to feel this extremely vague change.

Just a few words, just the rise and fall of a teacup.

In the dark, there is already a change in feng shui.

"How can this be!"

The cup fell and Zhang Jingqing's expression changed slightly. He was no longer calm, but stunned, even shocked, and lost his voice. Then he asked in surprise:

"There is a spirit in the fist. How could you comprehend it to this extent?"

From martial arts to martial arts, Dan Jin is the key point.

All transformations, the almost inhuman spirit, physical strength, skills, and perception, all started here.

One's own martial arts are all sublimated, and one's mind, will, and spirit are condensed and focused. One can use the sword of wisdom to cut off distracting thoughts and truly surpass the limits of the human body.

If practiced to perfection, one can condense one's essence and blood, remain intact after death, look the same as when he was alive decades ago, and have various supernatural powers that surpass those of ordinary people.

In the martial arts world, there are countless martial artists who, by the time they reach Ming Jin, have already lost eight out of ten of their strength, not to mention Dan Jin which is close to the pinnacle of martial arts.

The ratio of people at this level is equivalent to screening. It does not mean that there will be more strong people if there are more people. It may be difficult to produce one Dan Jin among 100,000 warriors.

Zhang Jingqing himself is a Dan Jin warrior, so he knows the key to Dan Jin better.

A Hua Jin warrior has perfect harmony of body and mind, and the will in his heart condenses his persistence and belief, which extends to his every move.

The final transformation is Dan Jin.

It can be said that if one trains one's will into martial arts and turns it into the Tao, then achieving the Dan (the elixir) can be said to be a sure thing.

Is this what happened to Zhou Yan?
"Why isn't it possible?"

"Martial arts were created by mortals, and martial arts are only slightly more powerful. I practice with a single-minded focus, and do not dwell on useless disputes. Naturally, I will be faster than those rotten maggots." "Why would I be trapped here?"

Zhou Yan tapped the table lightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he extended his right hand as if inviting:
"You are a Dan Jin master. Although you are old and your physical strength has inevitably declined, you can still defend against the enemy at your peak state due to the special state of Bao Dan."

"How about the two of us..."

Under the deep old trees, light and shadows are mottled.

Zhou Yan and Zhang Jingqing sat on each side. The two teacups were empty, and all that was left was the half-empty teapot in the middle of the stone table, which was still steaming.

boom!
boom!
Almost at the same moment, the two of them reached out their hands and grabbed the teapot.

In just a moment, they each grabbed one side of the teapot.

"Ok?"

Zhang Jingqing frowned, then closed his palms, exerted force, and pushed with his palms, using the teapot in his hand as an axis to transfer the force.

The concentration of strength of a martial artist with Dan in his arms is so terrifying that a little strength can penetrate a human body.

At this time, he passed through the porcelain without any strange phenomenon, which shows his control ability.

At the same time, Zhou Yan did not fall behind.

At the moment of attack, his mind was already focused to the extreme, and then he shook his arm, pushed all his strength forward, and punched out with an inch punch.

boom!
In just a moment, the teapot shattered into pieces, the ceramic fragments breaking off like bullets.

But what drowned out the crisp sound was the heavier sound of two people's fists and feet fighting!

"This is the skill of hitting the bull from a distance. Such a powerful transmission of force is a good method!"

Zhou Yan exclaimed in admiration.

What he admired was the efficient way in which the Dan-holding Warriors utilized their strength.

"What a great move! Your martial arts skills have reached this level?"

And Zhang Jingqing was surprised.

He could see that Zhou Yan's ability to control strength was not as good as his, but during the fight, he made up for the lack of strength through techniques similar to inch force and manipulated the strength to the extreme.

"Very good, it really lives up to its reputation."

Zhang Jingqing exerted his strength on his feet and took a step back. He then nimbly got out of the stone chair like a monkey.

Then, his waist and abdomen sank slightly, and his eyes brightened:

"In that case, then let's do as you wish. Let's fight here. I want to see how far you can realize it!"

Zhang Jingqing was not unaware of Zhou Yan's purpose.

Various intelligence reports indicate that Zhou Yan has an extremely high level of comprehension and can observe the enemy's moves during battle and then use them for his own benefit.

It can even help you break through to a new realm.

This 'Yan Luo' came to my door just to spy on the operation of Dan Jin and the Wudang heritage. Instead of fighting with him, it is better to give him a chance!

"So, very good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan stood up, and flames seemed to rise in his calm eyes.

Bang bang bang!
As the sound started and ended, the two of them had already stepped out. With each step, large pieces of mud splashed and the sand rose up.

In the sand curtain, human figures flickered.

Zhou Yan concentrated his mind, slightly turned sideways, put his elbow in front of his body, and with the bear momentum of Xingyi and the power of fist, he charged towards Zhang Jingqing like a violent wild bear!
Fists, palms, legs, elbows.

Elbow strikes have the greatest lethality, and are not intended to defeat the enemy, but to kill the enemy. With this technique, every move is designed to better exert the attack power.

Therefore, in normal martial arts competitions, this kind of kung fu is rarely used among people of the same level.

"Is God's will so strong?"

Zhang Jingqing's eyes twitched and he was surprised again.

The moment Zhou Yan moved, he was in a trance for a moment, as if he saw a hungry wild bear pouncing at him.

Zhou Yan is only at the stage of Hua Jin. Even though he has developed divine intention and there is spirit in his boxing, he has not yet crossed the threshold of Bao Dan.

A slight difference means a qualitative change.

How could I have the ability to influence myself who has achieved the ultimate goal of Dan?

However, Zhang Jingqing was an Dan martial artist after all, so even if he lost consciousness for a moment, he quickly recovered. He even stretched his arms in front of him, assuming a Tai Chi posture, as if he was going to use a small force to move a large object.

But when Zhou Yan got close, he flicked his Taoist robe, pulled and pushed with his palms, and the two of them complemented each other, with heavy force superimposed in his palms.

His legs moved like a turtle and a snake, his fists and palms seemed to rise like a dragon, and within his mind, Zhenwu appeared.

Then, he slapped with his palm!

boom!
There was another muffled roar.

Zhou Yan took the lead with elbow strikes, but actually followed the principles of Xingyi and attacked with all kinds of forms. Zhang Jingqing responded with Wudang soft hands, supplemented by the meaning of "Xuanwu", his body was like a coiled turtle and snake, and his spirit was like Zhenwu destroying demons.

The moment their palms and elbows touched, the entire courtyard seemed to shake for a moment, and a dull sound like beating drums and blowing flutes was heard, followed by a stream of air sweeping out.

The flowers and plants are rustling endlessly!

"That person is so powerful?"

Outside the door, the young man in Taoist robes was watching the fight between the two people in the courtyard, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

His teacher is Dan Jin, but this Smiling Yama is not inferior to him...

Fortunately, he still wanted to catch up before.

Is this still a human being?

Seeing the afterimages in the courtyard, the flowers and plants were broken and the sand was flying wherever the two people moved.

The young man in Taoist robe watched the two people fighting, which might affect the tourists outside, but he didn't dare to speak out to stop them. He could only worry.

With his martial arts skills, if he dared to enter the courtyard at this time, he would probably be beaten to death if he was not careful.

Not long after, a long breathing sound suddenly came from the courtyard.

"Is the winner determined?"

The young man in Taoist robe immediately focused and looked up.

(End of this chapter)