A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch

Chapter 390 - 240: Qianyang Myriad Thunders, Dao Name Chang Ming_2

"Alright, Master, I must say, you still have remarkable strength for your age. This ’Nine Dragons Unification’ move is clearly quite taxing, yet despite my delays, you remain as steady as a towering mountain. I am impressed!"

Ninghai Zen clapped his hands, circulating his Qi and blood slightly to dry his robe.

"Before coming out, I took two ’Dragon Essence and Tiger Fierce Great Strength Pills’ in advance."

Chen Xing replied rather honestly.

"Indeed, the older ginger gets, the spicier it is."

Ninghai Zen praised, slowly rising as the cultivation power forged by the Four Cultivation Grandmasters was no longer concealed, releasing a mighty aura like rivers and seas flowing wildly.

Rumble!

The pouring rain across hundreds of miles seemed like a curtain of pearls rolled up, flowing backward!

"There are still twenty-nine punches left! If you can withstand them, then the reason is on your side, Master. If not, no matter how much you say, it won’t matter!

This is the rule passed down through the generations of the Tongwen Hall!"

As if sensing the extraordinarily powerful force within Ninghai Zen, which seemed capable of collapsing the ten directions of emptiness, Chen Xing’s face tightened. He braced his arms, and the Nine Dragons raised their heads, interlocking rapidly to protect his physical form!

The grand aura of the two Four Cultivation Grandmasters clashed, as if triggering a heavenly resonance, causing roaring explosions over the Nu Yun River’s surface, with wave after wave rising high, akin to waves pushing waves, crashing towards Yanzi Cliff.

Ninghai Zen stood still, with the celestial cyan robe he wore motionless like iron under the blowing fierce wind.

But the "Divine" contained within his five viscera, muscles, skin, and even every inch of flesh and blood.

Had already ascended!

Not a dragon! Not an elephant! Even less so a great prison!

But a mass of dazzling, awe-inspiring, chaotic thunder essence!

Its form was towering and grand, its divine light illuminating all directions, its imposing manner unparalleled to the extreme, resembling an incarnation of the heavens!

"Magnificent Qian Yuan, unwarranted Yang thunder... ungrateful disciple! Are you serious!"

Chen Xing quickly glanced, overwhelmed with astonishment at heart. That mass of thunder essence, woven by the intertwining of Qi Blood True Gang, divine intent, and divine form, contained not only ten dragons flying in the sky and ten elephants treading the earth but also the Five Directions Emperor Seal spinning rapidly, and a dharma body with multiple halos atop its head, seemingly encompassing past and future.

"This ungrateful disciple, who knows when he has completely integrated the three True Skill Root Diagrams into himself..."

Even though Chen Xing, as the Chi Yang Sect Leader, had witnessed countless prodigies, Ninghai Zen’s unreasonably monstrous talent rendered him momentarily speechless.

To pioneer the path of Divine Techniques, even before the Tao was lost, was considered a rare talent worthy of founding a school and being revered as an ancestor.

"Master, how does your Nine Dragons Unification compare to my ’Qian Yang Tenfold Thunder’?"

Chen Xing solemnly withdrew his two arms, the Nine Dragons Unification suddenly dissipated:

"Hai Chan, please allow your master to leave a few dying words before you strike again."

Ninghai Zen chuckled lightly:

"Master, regardless of what you say, these hundred punches cannot be avoided.

Unless I seize the opportunity while your true skill foundation is damaged and you’re injured, to suppress you fiercely.

Once you recover someday, I will be the one to suffer."

Chen Xing spoke earnestly:

"There is no overnight grudge between master and disciple. There are just a few heartfelt words I wish to say to you, Hai Chan."

Ninghai Zen’s eyes shone bright like great stars, the thunder essence hovering above his head spanning the void:

"Is ten breaths enough?"

Chen Xing nodded:

"It’s enough."

Then, the Four Cultivation Grandmaster abruptly raised his hand, striking his forehead to awaken Chen Yin within the Spirit Platform:

"I have endured seventy-one punches, the remaining twenty-nine, I leave to you."

Afterward, Chen Xing looked at Ninghai Zen, declaring with righteous indignation:

"Ungrateful disciple! Merely harming the physical form is not skillful; if you have the nerve, strike your master to the point of scattering soul and shattering consciousness!

Then I shall yield and let Ah Qi return with you to Black River County!"

Ninghai Zen replied with a simple "Alright," fearlessly mobilizing Qi Blood True Gang, interweaving divine intent and form, as if an enraged Celestial Lord, descending Yang thunder!

In an instant, mighty roars echoed endlessly!

...

...

Zhi Xin Temple.

After venting his anger, Master Xuanji sat in the quiet room, still unable to calm his frustrated and restless mood.

He had always valued face above all, yet was forced to bow down by Chunyu Cultivator, publicly humiliated.

"Of all the people Yan Xin could send, he just had to release this mad dog! Had I known, I wouldn’t have involved the Meridian Sword Sect!"

Master Xuanji silently cursed, realizing that inviting the deity was easy but sending it away was difficult. Yihai Prefecture was occupied by the Sword Sect disciples, which would undoubtedly cause complications in the future, unlike the ease of doing things before.

Thinking of this, his resentment deepened:

"This is a complete loss! Initially, I was supposed to claim rewards for Zhou Fuchen and then bring Bai Qilang into the Daoist School. But in the end, I gained nothing!"

As the Daoist Official of Zhi Xin Temple was sulking, a sudden burning anger surged within him, and the Land and Water Plate beside him trembled violently.

He released his thoughts and carefully sensed:

"Could it be another meteor falling? Why is it causing such unrest on Nu Yun River?"

Before Master Xuanji could ascertain the situation, the voice of a child requesting instructions sounded outside the study:

"Master, someone from Celestial Water Prefecture has arrived and delivered an invitation, requesting a meeting with you."

Master Xuanji frowned slightly, about to refuse, when the child continued:

"The invitation is from the General’s Mansion."

Master Xuanji’s heart trembled; the Celestial Water General’s Mansion naturally referred to the office managed by Duke Erzhu’s adopted son, Zhao Pijiang.

"A divine power giant suddenly turned their attention to me, a Cyan Register Daoist Official, and sent someone to invite me. For what purpose?"

...

...

At Yuanyang Temple, the Land and Water Plate carried by Chongxu Zi also trembled.

He took it out to check and confirmed it was not being disturbed or invaded by any murky evil Qi, so he paid it no further mind.

He simply instructed Qingfeng standing beside him to have the child call a few soldiers to inspect the situation later.

Around three thousand miles of Yihai Prefecture, without a Daoist Official setting up a Grand Sacrificial Rite, it’s impossible to manage everything.

Regarding the active evil demon and heterodox sects outside the city, he often turned a blind eye.

Moreover, the two auras bore no evil Qi, unlike those of heterodox sects, so he naturally couldn’t be bothered to worry.

"What is your name?"

Chongxu Zi asked gently.

"Bai Ming."

Bai Ming, with clear eyes and youthful features, answered.

"Good child, I ask you, would you like to enter the gate of Yuanyang Temple, enter the Daoist School, uphold the precepts, and maintain integrity?"

Chongxu Zi lightly flicked the duster hanging on his hand, his eyes fixed on the young Bai Ming.

For this promising seedling of the Purple Glow Seven Inches, he became increasingly satisfied, seeing the spiritual essence in his brows, marking him as a born cultivator.

Bai Ming, unlike others of his age who were ignorant or stumbled with words in front of the Daoist Official, nor was he frozen in awe at the authority.

He immediately knelt down, bowing his head low, gently touching the cold ground:

"Disciple willingly pledges!"

Seeing Bai Ming so sensible and knowledgeable of etiquette, Chongxu Zi was greatly pleased, restraining his joyful satisfaction and solemnly said:

"Entering the Daoist gate, you must recognize the Dragon Court as orthodox, worship the Five Emperors as the genuine lineage, recite day and night, pray devoutly, in hopes of being bestowed the register..."

Bai Ming listened quietly until Chongxu Zi asked again:

"Can you uphold the twelve major precepts and the three hundred minor disciplines?"

"Disciple can uphold!"

Hearing such a firm reply, without any hesitation, Chongxu Zi felt even more satisfied.

Although he had initially set his sights on Bai Qi, he now felt fortunate to have chosen the younger brother, Bai Ming, due to his unwavering dedication to the Dao.

"Very good! From now on, you will be a student under the Daoist Official of Yuanyang Temple!

Bai Ming is your mundane name. As a cultivator, worldly attachments can no longer be prioritized, thus many things must be relinquished.

Since you have entered the Daoist gate, you must not harbor mundane thoughts and desires."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ming’s shoulders trembled, he remained silent.

This scene fell into Chongxu Zi’s view, but he said nothing more. For a newly entered student, unwillingness to give up close ties to family and friends was only human.

It was just a formality; even if truly bestowed the register and tasked with governing a land, achieving a pure heart free from worldly attachments was unrealistic.

Just like an official’s aspiration to remain uncorrupted might dissolve upon assuming office.

Words spoken officially rarely manifested genuinely.

"From now on, you cannot call yourself ’Bai Ming.’ When addressing each other with fellow students and brothers within the temple, use your Daoist title as your name."

Chongxu Zi lightly tapped Bai Ming’s body with the duster, gently saying:

"The Daoist title I bestow upon you falls under the generation of ’Chang.’

Chang Ming, that will be your Daoist name."