Chapter 352

How could a heavenly being from Wudang be a stutterer?

Not to mention that the heavenly being realm washes the marrow and cuts the bones, even broken hands and feet can be connected, let alone a small stutter. Just talking about Wudang's inheritance, it is impossible to cause any chronic illness in the body.

It's just that the god-talking image of the old Daoist along the way had already been deeply engraved in the hearts of Cao Hanyan and Gao Anyu, and they even started to feel that people who practice Dao are probably like this... but the old Daoist suddenly performed a pile of etiquette fluently and appropriately.

He could even distinguish that it was appropriate to bow to Zhu Zai first.

Because according to rules and common sense, Zhu Zai's official position is higher, so bowing to him first is correct. And precisely because of this, the old Daoist skipping him first seemed disrespectful.

But the old Daoist could see the relationship between Li Miao and Zhu Zai, so he skipped the official position and bowed in order of age, so that he would not offend either Li Miao or Zhu Zai.

Saying so much, it's just one sentence—the old Daoist is very clear-headed.

And he is definitely not a person who has practiced Dao until he is stupid. He is very smart and also understands human feelings and worldly wisdom. Although the previous appearance cannot be said to be a disguise, it is definitely not his true nature.

This is what Li Miao meant just now.

Because when he saw the old Daoist on Mount Song, he was in such a god-talking, difficult-to-communicate state, which made Li Miao not want to spar with him, and also avoided his appearance at the later Moon-Viewing Banquet.

The room was awkwardly silent for a long time, Li Miao waved at Cao Hanyan and Gao Anyu.

"Go rest, we'll talk when you wake up."

Cao Hanyan and Gao Anyu were about to say they weren't tired, but before the words came out, suddenly their eyes blurred, their bodies swayed, and an uncontrollable fatigue surged up, instantly knocking these two Jianghu masters into a sway on the spot.

"When you were traveling, you used the Daoist's internal energy, but the body is your own. If this means were so easy to use, why would I need to rush back to Shuntian first?"

Li Miao smiled.

"Go rest."

Gao Anyu fell onto Cao Hanyan's shoulder, Cao Hanyan supported him with difficulty, apologized to Li Miao, and took Gao Anyu away.

The Emperor looked at Li Miao calmly, Li Miao gave him a wink, and he understood that his situation should not be let the old Daoist know for the time being.

Anyway, the Son of Heaven doesn't need to talk about etiquette, and saying too much will lead to mistakes. So he nodded, didn't speak, and turned away.

Only the old Daoist, Li Miao, and Zhu Zai were left in the room.

"Sit."

Li Miao waved his hand, inviting the old Daoist to sit down.

The three sat opposite each other, looking at each other.

After a long while, the old Daoist spoke slowly.

"It wasn't intentional to deceive the Lord before, it was really..."

Li Miao waved his hand.

"No matter, Wudang is big and attracts wind, and it has been able to survive to this day because we know the measure and understand advancement and retreat. Since the Daoist can come today, the previous matters will be written off."

The old Daoist nodded in thanks.

And then Li Miao shifted the topic with a smile.

"Daoist, I didn't practice nature cultivation before, so I couldn't see clearly... your realm is interesting."

"If I didn't see it wrong, you are preparing to self-realize stillness and illumination? And you have already achieved some results, and it is not impossible to achieve something in the future."

Zhu Zai's hand stroking his beard paused, looking at the old Daoist.

The old Daoist was also silent for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Lord Li is indeed gifted, may I ask which path of nature cultivation you have mastered?"

"Profound Observation."

"In this way, is it Yingzhou's cultivation method?"

"No."

"That's good."

Li Miao frowned.

"What does the Daoist mean? What's wrong with practicing Yingzhou's cultivation method?"

The old Daoist hesitated and didn't speak.

Li Miao leaned back on the chair, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at the old Daoist with narrowed eyes.

With the set of etiquette the old Daoist showed when entering the door, it is impossible for him to be a person who would "leak." He wants to tell Li Miao some things, but he has to pull it out, making Li Miao pay attention.

But Li Miao had no interest in arguing with him, so he just stared at him like that.

After a long while, the old Daoist couldn't hold it anymore and sighed, saying. "Zhang Sanfeng, Bodhidharma."

Li Miao frowned and said.

"What do you mean?"

The old Daoist said in a deep voice.

"Legend has it that Bodhidharma returned to the west with only one shoe, and Zhang Sanfeng flew up on a crane. What does the Lord think?"

Li Miao raised his eyebrows and said.

"Just legendary stories."

The old Daoist nodded.

"That's right, legendary stories, that's all."

"Martial arts cannot communicate with gods, and there is no immortal world or western heaven in this world to receive all living beings. If there really were, only Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng have gone up in a thousand years, wouldn't it be like a prison?"

Li Miao smiled.

"The Daoist's words don't sound like someone who practices Dao. Forget it, Daoist, continue."

So the old Daoist continued in a deep voice.

"Therefore, whether it is Bodhidharma or Zhang Sanfeng, they have disappeared without a trace... This is also the question that my Wudang, as well as Shaolin, have been seeking for these thousand years."

"This is also the reason why I am willing to come to Shuntian today and get involved in the court struggle. It is also the reason why I confirmed with the Lord just now whether you are practicing Yingzhou's inheritance."

Li Miao frowned.

"How to say?"

The old Daoist said in a deep voice.

"River-side, Master!"

Li Miao's twisting fingers paused, his gaze swept coldly over the old Daoist, and then he looked at the shocked Zhu Zai.

River-side Master.

The last of the three words Ji Tianrui left for Li Miao, and the only clue that Li Miao hasn't found the corresponding one to this day. But he didn't expect it to be said by a person who had nothing to do with it.

Li Miao sat up.

"Daoist, you might as well speak clearly."

The old Daoist nodded.

"Actually, Wudang and Shaolin have always been communicating and cooperating on this matter. Considering the time when Bodhidharma disappeared, the first thing we considered was those figures who became famous a thousand years ago and were related to the theory of gods."

"An Qisheng is one of them."

Li Miao twisted his fingers and took over the conversation.

"But An Qisheng only inherited a path of Profound Observation, the realm of four-path integration, it is impossible to pose a threat to the two ancestors."

"But you still came, and you were worried about whether I was practicing Yingzhou's inheritance, so you suspect that the origin of Yingzhou's cultivation method is related to the disappearance of the two ancestors?"

The old Daoist nodded.

"That's right."

He reached into his arms and took out an ancient book, sending it to the table beside Li Miao through the air, just happening to be opened to a certain page. This ancient book was preserved extremely well, other pages were very neat, only the opened page was yellowed and damaged, clearly having been flipped through countless times.

Li Miao looked over.

This book is called "Biographies of High Scholars."

The opened page is exactly about An Qisheng.

And the first paragraph seemed to have been rubbed countless times by fingertips, the handwriting was already blurred, and later it was redrawn. Although there was only one sentence, it made Li Miao frown.

"An Qisheng is a person from Langya, studied under the River-side Master, sold medicine by the sea, old but not an official, people of the time called him the Thousand-Year Old Man."

Li Miao pointed to a place and read again.

"Studied under, River-side Master."