Chapter 62: Explanation

After a hard day's work outside, Zhang Xiaofan and Zhang Chu'an returned to the Shanzhai, intending to rest, cultivate, and log into the chat group, only to find that explosive news waiting for them in the group.

Zhang Chu'an: "Whoa, it's only been a day and you've already captured all of Temujin's sons."

Guo Jing: "What's so impressive? If not for Golden Wheel Dharma King interfering, I would have already killed Temujin."

Zhang Xiaofan: "Temujin is a generation's prodigy; he is the true child of fortune of this era. How could he be so easily killed?"

Zhang Chu'an: "That's right. I recall he has faced life-or-death crises several times before, but each time a benefactor came to his aid."

"For instance, when he was chased by the Taichiwu, Chilaowen stepped in to help; when his bride was snatched, his good brother Jamukha and adoptive father Wang Han assisted; and this time, when he was nearly killed by you, Golden Wheel Dharma King intervened again."

"I remember Golden Wheel Dharma King only emerged from seclusion during the Divine Condor period. How many years earlier is this?"

Guo Jing: "Hearing you say that, even Nie Huaishang and I, when Temujin had only a few thousand men around him, found it difficult to assassinate him."

Zhang Xiaofan: "I think it would be very difficult; after all, someone might come to his aid again at that time."

Nie Huaishang: "It doesn't matter. As our cultivation continuously improves and our forces continuously grow, however many come, we will kill them all."

Zhang Xiaofan: "Speaking of which, you just extorted two thousand warhorses from Temujin; could you spare some for us? We also wish to train our cavalry properly."

Zhang Chu'an: "We don't ask for much; one thousand warhorses will suffice."

Nie Huaishang: "No problem. One thousand warhorses are not many for us, but these one thousand are not for you. You must exchange something with us; we lack almost everything here."

Guo Jing: "We lack salt, iron, and countless other items. We have to buy many things from surrounding nations, such as Western Xia."

Although they know how to smelt iron, first, their establishment is too new, leaving no time to train so many craftsmen; second, the iron mines in the Mongol region are mostly deep mines requiring deep shafts, making them very difficult to excavate.

Due to the short time, in this single year, they have merely formed a preliminary scale for this tribe of tens of thousands and completed the reorganization of their army.

After all, their purpose here is to prevent Temujin from unifying the Mongols. Calculating the time, on the original timeline, Temujin would unify the Mongols in about five years.

In ten years, he would launch the war to destroy Jin.

In such a short time, Zhang Chu'an and Zhang Xiaofan might not be able to develop the forces of their base into something very powerful.

Nie Huaishang: "However, after this severe blow, it is impossible for Temujin to unify the Mongol tribes as rapidly as before."

In fact, Nie Huaishang's guess was not wrong. After leading the crowd back to the tribe and counting the survivors, Temujin's face turned grim.

In this great battle, he lost nearly seventeen thousand men; now, the troops under his command number less than twenty thousand. Upon learning of his crushing defeat, the remnants of the Tatar tribe and the Taichiwu tribe, which he had just defeated, were already stirring with unrest against him.

The bad news did not end there. Immediately after Golden Wheel Dharma King woke up, he informed Temujin that all his meridians had been destroyed by Guo Jing, leaving him a useless cripple.

Looking at the dejected Golden Wheel Dharma King before him, Temujin said with deep apology:

"Master, today's calamity befell you because of this Khan. Master might as well stay with our Qiyen tribe for now. Some day, I will surely seek out famous physicians for you to restore you to your original state."

"Since the Khan does not disdain an old monk like me as a cripple, then I shall stay."

Seeing Temujin's warm invitation, Golden Wheel Dharma King accepted the offer and went with the flow.

Mu Hua Li, standing nearby, quickly said:

"Eh, why must Master belittle yourself so? Although Master has lost all Wu Gong for the moment, you can still impart your life's learning. If Master does not disdain our low aptitude, please accept us as disciples."

As soon as Mu Hua Li finished speaking, he grabbed Boerhu beside him, intending to perform the ceremony of bowing to become a disciple. Having just learned from the survivors of that great battle that Boerzhu, Subutai, and others were all defeated by that taciturn youth in a single move.

It must be known that these men, like himself, were among the top warriors on the grasslands, yet they were all defeated by that youth's golden dragon shadow.

Yet the Golden Wheel Dharma King before them could shatter that youth's golden dragon shadow with a single strike. Although he ultimately could not withstand the Lei Ting summoned by that youth, resulting in his Wu Gong being ruined, this does not prove that Golden Wheel Dharma King is merely so-so.

After all, facing the Lei Ting symbolizing the wrath of heaven, Golden Wheel Dharma King could still hold his ground for a while; no ordinary person possesses such capability.

If we could learn Golden Wheel Dharma King's skills, it would be like adding wings to a tiger for us.

However, facing their bowing ceremony, Golden Wheel Dharma King smiled bitterly, helped them up, and helplessly said:

"Generals, please rise quickly. I cannot accept your bowing ceremony. You two have already missed the best time to practice Wu Gong; even if you cultivate my Wu Gong, you would not be a match for that youth in a single exchange."

"Why is this? Master clearly shattered that youth's golden dragon shadow with a single strike. Even if we two cannot defeat that youth, we should be able to hold our ground for a while. How can we not be a match for him in a single exchange? Master surely underestimates us two too much."

Boerhu, standing nearby, seeing Golden Wheel Dharma King belittle them so, spoke indignantly. He knew that the two of them were top-tier warriors on the grasslands; how could they be that bad?

"Boerhu, do not be rude to the savior of this Khan. Apologize to the Master immediately."

Temujin scolded Boerhu angrily.

Golden Wheel Dharma King, standing nearby, quickly stopped Boerhu from apologizing and said:

"Just now, I did not explain clearly, causing everyone to misunderstand my meaning. It is simply that mastering the skills of our sect is not easy; one could even say it is fraught with ten thousand difficulties without exaggeration."

Temujin and the others listened intently to Golden Wheel Dharma King's explanation, with no one interrupting.

"The Wu Gong I cultivate is named Elephant Prajna Art, recorded in the 'Elephant Prajna Sutra'. It is an unparalleled martial arts secret manual, the supreme protective divine skill of the Xizangmi Sect."

Hearing Golden Wheel Dharma King's words, everyone's expressions stiffened; such a domineering name and origin were indeed extraordinary.

Golden Wheel Dharma King continued: "This skill progresses step by step; originally, there is absolutely no reason it cannot be mastered, but..."

"Sigh."

At this point, Golden Wheel Dharma King sighed, his expression full of helplessness.

"Master, is there something wrong with this skill?"

Mu Hua Li, standing nearby, asked curiously.

Golden Wheel Dharma King patiently explained to everyone: "The Elephant Prajna Art is divided into thirteen layers. The first layer is extremely simple; even a person of low intelligence, upon receiving instruction, can master it within 【one to two years】."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions brightened greatly. Hearing Golden Wheel Dharma King speak thus, this skill did not seem very difficult; ordinary people only needed one or two years to enter the door.