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Chapter 84: Golden Muscle and Jade Bones, the Fourth Dharma Aspect

After a rough meal of wine and meat, needless to say, Li Guanyi, Sima Ming might have been unable to bear it any longer, and took Li Guanyi to meet several masters he had found. These masters were all known to Li Guanyi, including Master Wang Tong, and the sword-holding man with a determined look and a black panther beside him who had passed by him that day.

There was also the elegant old man whom Li Guanyi rescued when he was riding his horse out of the city that day.

Siming introduced him casually and said, "You all know this boy well."

"Li Guanyi, as for these three, this one is a Confucian. He was the chief priest of the academy. Later, he left the academy and traveled around the world. This one is the seventh master of Mohism. Their lineage follows the principle of universal love, and they have long given up their personal names."

"He is quite good at martial arts. He can use a heavy sword to break heavy armor. If he is not leading an army in battle, he would not be worse than Yue Qianfeng in a one-on-one battle on foot. He is especially good at many secret techniques. The Mohist's gadgets are all very famous in the martial arts world."

“This——”

"Zu Wenyuan, the best mathematician of the time, the chief priest of the Taoist sect, is proficient in all kinds of skills, but does not practice martial arts."

Li Guanyi stepped forward to greet them, and the three returned the greetings. The Mohist leader was serious, and Wang Tong had already met Li Guanyi. Only Zu Wenyuan smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "I've heard General Yue Qianfeng mention a young friend he knows. I didn't expect it to be you."

"You were also the one who solved the little problem I left at Liu's private school?"

Li Guanyi thought of the opportunity for him to meet the eldest lady, which turned out to be left by the old man in front of him.

It was still early in the day, and Zu Wenyuan pulled Li Guanyi aside to chat. He had a lot of knowledge about mathematics and numeration. Li Guanyi originally thought that the mathematics in this world was ordinary, but the more he came into contact with it, the more he felt that the old man in front of him was outrageous. After an incense stick of time, he could only use the advantages of the algorithms he had learned.

And then he was quickly understood by the old man in front of him.

Soon Li Guanyi could no longer keep up with Zu Wenyuan's pace.

At this time, the old man would talk about some strange stories and the connection between arithmetic and astrology, which attracted his attention again. Before he knew it, it was already dusk. Zu Wenyuan stopped the topic in time, raised his head to look at the starry sky outside, and smiled, "It's time."

"Let's go, little friend."

Li Guanyi's eyes lit up slightly, knowing that the time had come.

At this time he discovered that the taciturn leader of the Mohist school had disappeared.

There are only him and Zu Wenyuan here.

The old man was obviously a Taoist master, but he did not know martial arts, and his cultivation was purely on the [Spirit] level. He was extraordinary in deducing all things and in the way of arithmetic, but it was difficult for him to use them in fighting. The old man just smiled and said that for his level of arithmetic, it was a simple matter to seek benefits and avoid harm.

"The highest virtue is not to fight. This way, I am more at ease than many warriors with superb martial arts skills."

Li Guanyi said: "Then there is nothing that cannot be avoided?"

Zu Wenyuan smiled and replied, "No."

He paused and said softly, "It's just something I don't want to avoid."

The old man pointed the way, and Li Guanyi drove forward. After leaving the city, he hurried all the way. After about an hour of night driving, he finally found the place. Master Wang Tong was sitting quietly outside the woods with a calm expression. Behind him, everything was normal.

But when Li Guanyi walked in, suddenly a bright light illuminated his eyes.

Confucianism surpasses everything in the attainment of qi.

Under the cover of the great scholar Wang Tong, what happens inside the open space will not be known to outsiders. Inside, there is a complicated formation. The leader of the Mohist school engraved the formation with the heavy sword in his hand. This formation involves Li Guanyi's fate, Tuyuhun's fortune, the sky, water patterns, terrain, and many other changes.

It was Zu Wenyuan’s method.

At the center of this huge and complex formation is a slowly rotating yin-yang fish.

Siming was still wearing ordinary clothes, but as he held the royal seal of Tuyuhun in both hands and walked into the formation step by step, his white hair was slightly raised and his expression was solemn and dignified, which was completely different from the eccentric old man in the past. This was the oldest living person in the Yin-Yang family and Siming, who was one of the top three seats.

He placed the seal in the place representing Yin.

Then he looked at Li Guanyi and said, "Come here."

"Yin and Yang rotate, what is gone is gone, and you sit in the Yang position."

Li Guanyi took off his shoes and socks and stepped onto the formation barefoot.

When he stepped on it, the formation that was cut by the heavy sword lit up with silver light. Li Guanyi noticed that the formation was left with traces of silver powder as the basis. After he entered the formation, ripples appeared in the formation. His identity as the Taoist priest, his status as the number one master of mathematics, and the assistance of Sima Ming.

This formation will never be reproduced after today.

Li Guanyi sat cross-legged on one side of the Tai Chi diagram.

The entire formation lit up, as if the starlight from the sky had descended and enveloped Li Guanyi. Sima Ming loosened his hand, and he stepped on different nodes one step at a time. He opened his mouth and recited the ancient inscriptions, just like the prayers and sacrifices in ancient times. He was originally the greatest priest of this era.

The royal seal of Tuyuhun was trembling.

Finally, waves of breath rose up and almost broke through Wang Tong's cover.

That was the power left behind by the greatest hero of the Western Regions, the overlord who opened up the Western Regions for three hundred years. The boundless evil spirit and royal aura rose, and the formation that dispersed the evil spirit rippled. The trees swayed like flags waving violently, and Sima Ming's chanting became more and more rapid.

His white hair and beard were blown by the wind.

The howling of the trees brought him back to three hundred years ago, when the seal was cast on that day. At that time, the flags of the thirty-six tribes were waving, the wind was blowing fiercely, and blood entered the furnace and turned into bloody flames.

Siming saw the Tuyuhun kings of all generations in the evil spirit and royal aura.

He saw the figure in the front and said, "Tuyuhun!"

The old man read out his friend's real name, looked at his back, and said softly:
"Your dream is over..."

In the seal of the king, the ancient overlord turned sideways, and the power he left in the seal seemed to have caught a glimpse of his friend. That was no longer the thin Achai. He was wearing black armor, had a beard, looked strong, and his eyes were bright and full of wildness.

Three hundred years ago.

Tuyuhun looked at the flaming flags, he was in a trance for a moment, and looking at the seal, he seemed to see his end. The no longer young Yin-Yang family has gained great fame because of the casting ceremony he presided over this time. In the end, he will no longer be a liar, and can become one of the twenty-eight seats of the Yin-Yang family.

Siming, who was still young at that time, wiped his sweat and said, "It's finally over."

Tuyuhun said: "Afeng, tell me, will the empire I have created last forever?"

The young Yin-Yang master hesitated and answered against his will:
"do not know."

Tuyuhun laughed loudly: "What a stupid answer. But after I die, no matter what happens, my good friend, you are no longer a liar. You should live longer than me. When that time comes, please come and watch over my end. Don't worry."

"I will help you in the end."

The answer from that time seemed to still be there, so the overlord in the deepest part of the seal smiled.

He said, "No, you are wrong, Afeng."

"The dream will never end."

"My story has ended, but the world is so big, there will be new heroes. This is our agreement. If you need it, you can take my power. My flame has burned out, but if I can ignite a stronger fire in the world, what's wrong with that?"

“Who can refuse!”

Tuyuhun's will burned like a raging fire. The remaining will of the other Tuyuhun tribes and monarchs of past dynasties roared unwillingly. Tuyuhun raised his sword and swept it across. The will of these overlords was shattered by his one blow. The evil spirit disappeared, leaving only pure heroic spirit.

Tuyuhun stood in the raging fire, looking at his friend and smiling, just like the original Achai: "You look so old, it really doesn't seem like you."

“I thought you would never grow old.”

The old man's eyes widened: "Achai..." Tuyuhun looked at Siming and said calmly:

"My friend, for hundreds of years."

“Are you still lonely?”

"rest assured--"

“Even if time passes, if my power can ignite in another person, just think of it as me, and I can still accompany you for a while.” He stepped out, stretched out his hand and gently patted Siming's shoulder. After all, it was just the remaining royal aura, which disappeared, and he strode forward.

The king's black cloak passed before Siming's eyes.

Afeng turned around and his friend was no longer there.

As the once most powerful overlord, he did not need to be weakened by the formation. He did not turn into a demon as everyone worried about to prevent any newcomers from using his power.

In such words, he disappeared calmly.

Sima Ming opened his mouth, as if he had suddenly aged dozens of years. The old man recited an ancient prayer. The power of his old friend turned into flames and fell on the newcomer. Li Guanyi's pupils contracted. Tuyuhun took the path that best suited the White Tiger's domineering approach.

At this moment, everything around seemed to disappear, accompanied by the roar of the white tiger.

The formation spread and turned into the water surface. He stood on the water surface. In front of him was a huge white tiger, which was leaning forward slightly, with its head lowered. There was blood-red fire burning in its eyes, and it was looking at him calmly.

Then, the white tiger Dharma image suddenly pounced forward and landed in Li Guanyi's body. The power of the Dharma image turned into sharp energy, and the roar of a tiger suddenly rose to the sky in his ears. Li Guanyi suppressed the feeling of his mind being shocked, endured the severe pain, and instinctively activated the "Tiger Roar Bone Tempering Technique".

The Tuyuhun royal seal slowly rotated, and the kingly aura within it transformed into the roar of a tiger, tempering Li Guanyi's spirit. Even though the accumulation of three hundred years had been weakened a lot due to the unfilial descendants, the remaining power was still extremely pure.

The ends of Li Guanyi's hair moved slightly.

There was a hint of gold and jade on the skin.

Within his body, those forces began to transform his muscles and bones. The transformation that would have required a long period of cultivation was completed in an orderly manner under the impetus of Tuyuhun's three hundred years of royal energy. The stars in the sky were gradually falling.

The royal seal of Tuyuhun lost its power and fell to the ground.

The end of hegemony, but also the continuation of the dream.

In the sky, the light of the White Tiger Stars suddenly became brighter.

A picture emerged in front of Li Guanyi's eyes. It was a secret realm where a silver-haired girl was kneeling in front of a campfire. She was chanting the incantation of the Donglu School of Stargazing in a peaceful voice. In his ears, the two voices of chanting, Siming of the Yin-Yang School and Yaoguang of the Donglu School of Stargazing, echoed in the air.

It is the roar of a tiger transformed from the creator of Tuyuhun's three hundred years of hegemony.

It is also the flowing light of the White Tiger Seven Stars.

The Yin and Yang energies of the Yin-Yang School were calculated using the first Taoist mathematical scripture and the formation was completed by the leader of the Mohist school.

The good relationships formed during this period of time finally came together, like all rivers returning to their source, surging and crashing into each other.

He pushed the realm of "Tiger Roaring Bone Tempering Technique" to the level of the only person since ancient times!
There was a moment of delay, and the dragon and tiger forms within Li Guan's body roared together, no longer checking each other. Li Guan took a breath and felt the flow of his internal energy suddenly speed up. There was a continuous sound of gold and jade in his ears. He could feel his own transformation and the strength brought by the blood flowing in his body.

Tiger Roar Bone Tempering Technique, Complete Mastery!

[The warrior's physique is raised to a higher level, and hidden injuries and poisons are eliminated]

Li Guan took a deep breath and concentrated his mind, intending to follow the momentum of this perfect breakthrough, gather it together and rush towards the direction of the poison in his heart. He wanted to use this momentum to crush the poison in one go.

The internal energy hits the heart.

The tiger roars continuously.

The poison that had been entangled with Li Guanyi for ten years like a maggot on his tarsal bones was struggling, but the tiger roar energy brought by this breakthrough was like a tiger rushing forward, extremely sharp, tearing at the toxins in Li Guanyi's heart, and the poison finally began to dissipate.

It was dispelled from his heart meridians, and at this moment, Li Guanyi suddenly found something wrong.

As the poison dissipated, streams of jade-like light bloomed from his heart, the poison dissipated, and the jade-like light became more and more intense and brighter. Finally, a tiger roar and a clear bird cry were heard in his ears, and the poison completely collapsed.

The sound of flapping wings is clear and real.

The emerald green phoenix flapped its wings and emerged from Li Guanyi's heart. At this moment, Li Guanyi discovered that all the highly toxic poisonous gases were crushed and disappeared by the emerald green phoenix. The dharma images gathered together and it cried loudly. It suddenly appeared and stretched its body freely in the void.

Elegant and luxurious.

He appeared beside Li Guanyi with great intimacy and surrounded his body.

Then she touched his forehead affectionately.

Is this the Dharmadhatu?
Why is there a Dharma image on the heart?
Li Guan was stunned. The Dharma image touched his forehead, then flapped its wings and flew into his body.

It brought a warm and tingling feeling. The smoke gathered in front of his eyes and formed a picture. It was his own memory. When he was still a baby, a woman lowered her eyes and looked at him gently. Li Guanyi could not see her face clearly, but he heard the woman talking:
"Then transfer his poison to me..."

"If it can't be completely eliminated, my Qingluan will protect him from the remaining poison."

The old voice was silent: "If you can transfer the Dharma, your soul will... Even if it is an improved method, transferring the Dharma will cause your soul to lose one third, and you..."

'Nothing.'

'nothing. '

The woman gently pressed her palm between his brows.

Li Guanyi widened his eyes, trying to see her face clearly.

She held him as if he was the most precious treasure in the world. She took him to see flowers and read books and told him stories. There was a smile in her eyes every time she looked at him. Finally, Li Guanyi could see her face clearly. She was a very beautiful woman, looking at him with a smile.

She called him by his nickname affectionately, and Li Guanyi reached out his hand to touch her.

But she disappeared, and all that was left before him was the palace burning in raging flames. He could feel that she was inside. He shouted loudly, but the only sound he made was that of a baby crying, and nothing else could be done.

Li Guanyi suddenly staggered and covered his chest. The memories that he had personally experienced but forgotten pierced into his heart like a knife, causing him to ache. This was an instinctive pain of the body that came from memory and spirit.

At this moment, it seemed that when extreme sadness and pain suddenly struck, the body started to protect itself. Instead, he thought calmly that the bronze tripod completely suppressed the poison when it came into contact with Yue Qianfeng's red dragon.

It is always the Dharmakāya that suppresses the poison.

Therefore, what suppressed his poison at the beginning and protected him for ten years was not the treasure that brought him into this world, but one third of his mother's soul and life. She passed her Dharma image to Li Guanyi and let her Dharma image protect him, while she herself stopped ten years ago.

He was loved silently from beginning to end.

Li Guanyi was in a trance, and suddenly remembered the day when the woman held her in her arms, the spring light was flowing, and the water in the south of the Yangtze River was long.

She rested her chin on the child's forehead, smiling and humming an ancient song.

'I only wish my child to live a long life, happy and worry-free.'

'Live a long life.'

'Long-lasting happiness without worries.'

(End of this chapter)