Chapter 28: Sanyang Mountain, Heroes' Gathering

Early morning.

Seeing Dou Changsheng faced the rising sun.

He sat cross-legged on a bluestone, diligently cultivating the "Three Primordials Return Qi Technique."

Seeing Dou Changsheng placed great importance on such a divine technique; this was undoubtedly a stroke of fortune. Countless rogue cultivators spent their entire lives without ever having the opportunity to cultivate the "Three Primordials Return Qi Technique."

Take Wang Xiong, the Iron-Armored Mad Lion, for example; he had made numerous efforts, even risking his life, all to obtain a Primordial Realm martial art.

Precisely because he knew this opportunity was hard-won, Seeing Dou Changsheng cherished it immensely.

Ever since he obtained it, he had practiced bitterly every day.

This "Three Primordials Return Qi Technique" made up for Seeing Dou Changsheng's shortcomings; it provided an internal cultivation method and taught him how to condense the five Qi.

The cultivation of the Five Qi Toward Origin was the tempering of the five viscera.

Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Each time a part was completed, the Primordial internal Qi would undergo a transformation, until it finally transformed into Primordial true Qi.

After a day of bitter cultivation, Seeing Dou Changsheng felt that the quantity of his Primordial internal Qi had increased by another thirty percent.

An aged voice sounded: "After many days of bitter cultivation, you have fully adapted to the 'Three Primordials Return Qi Technique' and can control the vast Primordial internal Qi within your body. With the power of the 'Three Primordials Return Qi Technique,' your Primordial internal Qi is already no weaker than ordinary Primordial true Qi."

"With such thick Primordial internal Qi, you are already capable of defeating a Primordial Xiantian Zhenjing martial artist in a head-on clash."

"But that is only against ordinary martial artists, like the Primordial Xiantian Zhenjing one you slew. If you were to face disciples of great sects or direct descendants of noble families, attempting to overcome a higher realm from a lower one would be impossible."

"Among the five Qi, the heart is located in the chest, between the two lungs and above the diaphragm. Externally, it is protected by the pericardium. Its shape is round at the top and pointed at the bottom, like an unopened lotus flower."

"The official of the monarch, the root of life!"

"Ordinary people cultivate by starting with the easy and ending with the difficult, but the 'Three Primordials Return Qi Technique' does the opposite."

"The first step: cultivate the heart."

"In the land of the capital, there is a Sanyang Mountain. Within the mountain, there is a clear spring called the Qingyang Spring. The spring water is like ice, suffused with cold air, freezing the ground for three feet; even in the scorching summer, it is like the dead of winter."

"This is a holy object for healing, possessing the efficacy of protecting the heart pulse."

"Every year, the spring water produced is monopolized by princes and nobles; it is worth a thousand gold and hard to find."

"By my reckoning, this year marks the day the Qingyang Spring opens again."

"I have some slight influence and can secure a spot for you. Carry a letter, and you can enter Sanyang Mountain to compete for the Qingyang Spring. With this object to protect your heart pulse and heart, supplemented by your vast Primordial internal Qi, it will be enough for you to complete one transformation of your Primordial internal Qi in a short time."

Seeing Dou Changsheng looked at the letter floating before him.

He received it solemnly with both hands, then carefully tucked it into his bosom to keep it safe.

"If you fail to seize the Qingyang Spring, then our affinity is at an end; take care of yourselves!"

The aged voice gradually faded until it disappeared completely. Seeing Dou Changsheng scanned his surroundings but saw no trace of anyone.

During his recent cultivation, Seeing Dou Changsheng had not only practiced bitterly but also frantically crammed various knowledge of the Jianghu. He knew that after the three Primordial realms came the Divine Marvel Realm.

This is also a major realm; once one steps into the Divine Marvel, one can be called a Grandmaster.

Only those possessing various incredible abilities were called Divine Marvel.

For example, a Pure Yin Grandmaster could have their Yin spirit leave the body, travel a thousand miles in a day and night, possess others, and so on—it was miraculous, like the skills of an immortal.

If one had not cultivated the spirit, or if the spirit intent was not strong, even if a Grandmaster stood before them, a mortal body would not be able to see them.

To have such a Grandmaster personally guide his cultivation—

This could be called a stroke of fortune. After Seeing Dou Changsheng rose, he wasted no words, grabbed the Hero Sword, walked to the white horse, untied the reins, and rode south, heading straight for Sanyang Mountain.

The North was in constant turmoil; it was necessary to stay far away.

Seeing Dou Changsheng knew that by going to Sanyang Mountain this time, this Wang Clan Grandmaster was intentionally letting him jump out of the whirlpool.

Yes.

Although Seeing Dou Changsheng could not see the appearance and could not distinguish who the other party was.

He knew that whoever understood the "Three Primordials Return Qi Technique" must be a high-level member of the Xiangzhou Wang Clan.

The appearance of this person also made Seeing Dou Changsheng heave a sigh of relief; at least the Xiangzhou Wang Clan did not blame him.

Without worries, and without being directly led into Xiangzhou, Seeing Dou Changsheng could understand; after all, he did not possess the monstrous luck of the future Seeing Dou Changsheng.

In the future, Seeing Dou Changsheng was insignificant in this Northern struggle, so naturally, no one paid him any attention.

But he was different; he had been drawn too deeply into the Northern struggle.

He had already made a name for himself with the Demon Prime Minister.

The Xiangzhou Wang Clan could not publicly bring him to Xiangzhou; this was the reason the other party appeared with the help of the Shogunate's connections. With this layer of cover, even if it could not deceive those with ulterior motives, at least everyone could see through it without saying it, leaving room for maneuver.

Sanyang Mountain, a famous mountain under heaven.

Qingyang Peak is the main peak of Sanyang Mountain.

The Qingyang Spring is a holy object, attracting Jianghu martial artists like ducks to water.

Even though the output was not small, there were many monks and little porridge; if this one took a little and that one took a little, how much would be left in the end?

The current Sect Master of the Sanyang Sect was frowning.

A sallow palm kept stroking his goat beard, sometimes pulling with force, snapping a few strands of his carefully trimmed beard. In the past, the Sanyang Sect Master would have felt heartache, but now he was completely unaware.

He looked at the letter in his hand, his palm trembling, and finally sighed: "The Qingyang Spring is about to open, and the spots have long been decided."

"Where can I find another spot?"

Daoist Ziyang held a horsetail whisk and flicked it lightly. The tea in the cup on the Eight Immortals table rose into the air, slowly cut through the sky, and fell into Daoist Ziyang's mouth. After swallowing the tea, Daoist Ziyang shook his head and said:

"None of the people who have already secured spots are easy to provoke."

"They are either the offspring of princes and nobles or the direct descendants of great sects."

The Sanyang Sect Master said bitterly: "They are not easy to provoke, but is the Yan Jiutian Cloud Crane easy to provoke?"

"I must have been blind back then to want to be the Sect Master of this Sanyang Sect."

"Every year I have to suffer the anger of these people."

Daoist Ziyang sighed: "If you want to blame someone, blame the fact that Sanyang Mountain is too close to the capital."

"Powerful nobles walk everywhere, and direct descendants of great sects are seen everywhere."

"This is the capital of the Jin State, the head of the four nations. Every martial artist under heaven must come to the capital to compete with the heroes of the world."

"Since there are too many people for the spots, let them fight with swords."

"Whoever loses leaves on their own, and then let this Seeing Dou Changsheng join."

"It's a fair competition; if you lose, blame your own lack of skill. If you are unwilling, go hate the Yan Jiutian Cloud Crane."

The Sanyang Sect Master sighed: "I'm just afraid they will bully the weak and fear the strong, not daring to hate the Yan Jiutian Cloud Crane, but hating us instead."

"Since he entered the North, the North, which was originally like a volcanic eruption, has actually calmed down directly."

"With such power, how many people under heaven are there?"

"The Great King died, and another Little King came."

"The Xiangzhou Wang Clan now has another Divine Son."

"In this generation, the luck of the world has truly been occupied by them."

"What 'wanting the Qingyang Spring'? Isn't it just to make his Wang Clan Divine Son famous?"

"If you want to get on the Human Ranking, go to the capital, go to Xianyang, go to Lin Zi, go to Jiangdu."

"Why bully us!" ===== CHAPTER 29 =====