Fang Ling had just left Fat Master’s place when Flower Thief Master pulled him aside.
Flower Thief Master grinned mischievously, eyeing Fang Ling up and down.
“Is there something wrong?” Fang Ling felt a bit uneasy under his gaze and mumbled.
“You rascal, you truly are my disciple!” Flower Thief Master laughed ambiguously.
“You’ve only been down the mountain for a short while, and your yang energy is already depleted. Young man, you need to show some restraint!”
“Sigh! I told you to stay away from women, but look at you…”
Back in his day, he was known as the number one Flower Thief in the world, so he was particularly sensitive to the balance of yin and yang energies.
The battle between Fang Ling and Purple Bamboo Abbess had actually lasted a long time, with over a hundred exchanges.
Such indulgence in a short period naturally depleted his yang energy.
Fang Ling felt a bit embarrassed and muttered, “It was all an accident…”
“Little Fang Ling has grown up, there’s nothing wrong with that. But there’s one thing you must remember!” His expression suddenly turned serious.
“Never get emotionally involved… to avoid hurting yourself.”
“I understand, Master,” Fang Ling nodded.
“Since you’ve already tasted the forbidden fruit, you won’t be able to avoid it in the future,” Flower Thief Master continued. “In that case, I’ll teach you a divine skill.”
“This is the Nine Extremes Yin-Yang Art, a dual cultivation technique.”
“Not only can it rapidly enhance your cultivation, but it can also accumulate the mysterious yin and yang energies within your body.”
“Using the yin and yang energies to perform the Great Yin-Yang Palm, its power is definitely not inferior to the Galaxy Infinite Fist taught by your Master Manzi!”
“If the yin and yang energies are deep enough, the power of the Great Yin-Yang Palm can even surpass the Manji incantation taught by your Grandmaster!”
“This Nine Extremes Yin-Yang Art is so powerful!” Fang Ling was quite shocked.
In his impression, Flower Thief Master was the weakest in combat among the five masters.
But now, it seemed that might not be the case.
“Dual cultivation is not something to be flaunted. Besides, I didn’t want you to get close to women before, so I never taught you this,” Flower Thief Master sighed.
“Today, I pass this divine skill to you, and you truly inherit my teachings.”
“But after you go down the mountain, don’t act recklessly…”
“Though I am notorious as a Flower Thief, I don’t want my disciple to be one too.”
“I will heed your teachings, Master!” Fang Ling replied.
Although Flower Thief Master was the most lively among the five masters, Fang Ling always sensed a hint of sadness from him.
“Now that we’ve discussed serious matters, let’s talk about something else.” Flower Thief Master suddenly hooked his arm around Fang Ling’s shoulder, grinning.
“Master will teach you some bedroom techniques, guaranteed to make you…”
Fang Ling found it hard to handle but listened patiently to Flower Thief Master’s ramblings.
“Enough! You rascal, teaching such nonsense!” Suddenly, Sword Demon’s cold snort echoed in their ears.
“What do you mean nonsense? If I hadn’t taught Little Fang Ling the Steal Fragrance Finger, he might not have made it back!” Flower Thief Master retorted.
Under his persistent questioning, Fang Ling had briefly mentioned some of the recent events.
Flower Thief Master felt immensely satisfied, thinking he was the most formidable among the five in the temple.
As the two started bickering, Fang Ling quickly ran to the main hall to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.
White Brows Old Monk and Zhao Manzi were meditating and chanting in front of the Buddha statue. Fang Ling quietly sat on a cushion and joined them.
After a while, the two finally stopped arguing, and Fang Ling got up and approached Sword Demon.
“What is the name of your sword soul?” Sword Demon asked.
Although Fang Ling hadn’t summoned the Blood Sword in front of him, Sword Demon still sensed the presence of the sword soul.
“The sword soul is called Tong Yuan,” Fang Ling replied.
“Tong Yuan?” Sword Demon raised an eyebrow. “You have good fortune.”
“Tong Yuan is an ancient famous sword, ranked seventh on the Ancient Famous Swords List!”
“Its previous owners were all formidable Sword Dao practitioners.”
“But with your current cultivation, you can’t fully unleash the true power of the Tong Yuan Sword Soul.”
“Its greatest value now lies in the Sword Dao of its previous owners, embedded in the sword soul.”
“Comprehend it well, and in time, you too can become a Sword Dao master.”
“Ancient Famous Swords List? Then where does your Qian Jun Sword Soul rank?” Fang Ling asked curiously.
“Qian Jun is not an ancient sword, so it can’t be compared,” Sword Demon said indifferently.
“But from my perception, Qian Jun is not comparable to Tong Yuan.”
“Although Tong Yuan is ranked seventh on the Ancient Famous Swords List, it is renowned for its killing power.”
“The sword soul contains the laws of slaughter, which you can’t perceive or utilize yet, so you don’t understand its might.”
“When your realm improves, you’ll truly understand the terror of the Tong Yuan Sword Soul.”
“My Qian Jun Sword Soul carries the laws of gravity. In terms of power, your Tong Yuan can’t match it.”
“But overall, Tong Yuan is an ancient sword with a profound foundation that Qian Jun can’t compare to. The gap between them is significant.”
“Alright, let me test the results of your cultivation this time,” Sword Demon said.
“Show me those three sword moves.”
Upon hearing this, Fang Ling immediately summoned his Life-Bound Blood Sword and performed the Slay Dragon, Ask Heaven, and Repress Hell moves in front of Sword Demon.
After watching, Sword Demon nodded in satisfaction and praised, “Much stronger than before.”
“Now, I’ll teach you another sword move.”
“Is there a move stronger than these three?” Fang Ling was puzzled.
“I didn’t teach you this move before because your cultivation wasn’t enough,” Sword Demon explained.
“This final move is the unity of man and sword!”
“When this sword is unleashed, it either kills the enemy or severely injures you, possibly even backfiring to death.”
“Therefore, unless in a desperate situation, do not use it lightly.”
With that, Sword Demon summoned his Life-Bound Blood Sword.
Then he merged with the sword, becoming one with it!
Man and sword as one, an unstoppable force.
Even though Sword Demon restrained his power to the extreme, Fang Ling still couldn’t bear it, his body covered in deep sword wounds.
Only then did he understand why Sword Master hadn’t taught him earlier; it was indeed impossible to teach before.
The unity of man and sword is the ultimate pursuit of all Sword Dao practitioners. Although Sword Demon imparted the key points to Fang Ling, even he couldn’t master it immediately; it required time to refine.
…
At night, Fang Ling came to the main hall.
At this time, only White Brows Old Monk was there.
He had been sitting in front of the Buddha statue, chanting scriptures for years.
The other four masters still maintained their cultivation habits, but he seemed to have stopped cultivating long ago.
“Grandmaster, I have a technique inscribed in Sanskrit here. Can you take a look?” Fang Ling sat down and took out the half stone tablet inherited from the Tianluo Sect.
White Brows Old Monk opened his eyes, took the stone tablet, and examined it carefully. Then he smiled.
“Why is Grandmaster laughing?” Fang Ling asked.
“Because fate is truly wondrous!” He stroked his white brows and said.
“After all this time, it has returned to me!”
“This Tianluo Divine Art was created by the first evil monk of ancient times, Zhi Tian.”
“I once received his inheritance, which included this Tianluo Divine Art.”
“What? Grandmaster, you practiced it too?” Fang Ling was incredibly surprised. This was too coincidental.
The old monk nodded, “I practiced it before, but I later abandoned it.”
“It was this Shura Divine Art that led me astray and caused much bloodshed…”
“Back then, I insisted on converting all beings to me partly because I wanted them to practice the divine art’s auxiliary scripture.”
“This divine art seems fine to me. Why did you abandon it?” Fang Ling was puzzled.
“The divine art is fine, but I suddenly realized a higher realm and no longer needed it,” he replied.
“You have boundless vitality and a strong body, so practicing this divine art is just right for you.”
“I’ll fill in the missing part of the stone tablet for you…” He raised his hand and pointed at Fang Ling.
Previously, Fang Ling had guessed that the missing part of the stone tablet was a method to solve the divine art’s drawbacks.
But it wasn’t. The remaining part was the essence of the Tianluo Divine Art.
The remaining part was a secret technique, a technique that could be performed by countless people together!
The secret technique was called Tianluo Annihilation, and only those who practiced the main scripture could initiate it.
Once initiated, all who practiced the auxiliary scripture, no matter where they were, could sense it and join in the attack.
“If enough people practice the auxiliary scripture and are strong enough, the power of Tianluo Annihilation will be terrifying,” the old monk said.
“The reason the first evil monk of ancient times was invincible was because of this ultimate move.”
Fang Ling was very tempted, thinking he must develop the Tianluo Sect well.
From Grandmaster’s tone, it was clear that if Tianluo Annihilation was mastered, it would definitely surpass the Manji incantation.
The Great Yin-Yang Palm that Flower Thief Master had just taught him probably couldn’t compare either.
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