Zamuhu’s eyes were filled with guilt.
Logically speaking, Zhang Yuan had saved his family’s lives, and using this piece of Celestial Divine Iron as gratitude couldn’t be more appropriate.
But he’d already decided to use it as an offering to the Celestial God, so previously he held back a bit with the thought of figuring out a way to repay Zhang Yuan once they arrived at Nacuoda.
However, plans couldn’t keep up with changes, as Zhang Yuan was actually willing to instruct his children in Martial Arts.
Adding all these kindnesses together, if Zamuhu didn’t show his gratitude, how could he face the Celestial God after his death?
Thus, the look Zamuhu gave Zhang Yuan was more determined and resolute.
He thought, no matter what, he must get Zhang Yuan to accept this gift.
At first, Zhang Yuan didn’t think too much of this unremarkable lump of iron, but when his eyes fell on it, the Red Blood Saber dormant in his Qi Sea Dantian suddenly "ca to life."
This Divine Soldier had its inherent spirituality damaged by the remnant soul of King Zhou of Yin. Since Zhang Yuan absorbed it into his body, it had been in a deep slumber, slowly recovering.
Now it seed to be touched by so spiritual chanism, instantly conveying a yearning intent to Zhang Yuan!
Zhang Yuan understood in his heart.
Obviously, the so-called Celestial Divine Iron Zamuhu brought out resonated with the Red Blood Saber.
It would certainly be useful for the Divine Soldier, maybe even significantly so!
He pondered briefly and calmly accepted the iron piece: "Then I won’t refuse it."
Upon handing over the Celestial Divine Iron, Zamuhu imdiately felt relieved, as if shedding a heavy burden.
He lightened up and said, "Then I’ll be troubling you with my two children."
Zhang Yuan smiled, ruffling the heads of Amu Guren and Asiya, and said, "Before we reach Nacuoda, I’ll help them establish a Martial Arts foundation."
With Zhang Yuan’s current Cultivation Realm and the Extre Martial Golden Core in his Dantian, even if Amu Guren and Asiya had no talent whatsoever, he still had a way to help these two little ones step into Martial Arts.
Zamuhu sternly told his two children, "Amu Guren, Asiya, you must listen to the master, no matter what he says, you must follow it, understand?"
The two little ones had never seen their father so serious, and they nodded in unison.
Zamuhu was pleased: "Study hard."
After this prairie man left, Zhang Yuan first took Amu Guren in front of him, gently placing his left hand on the Celestial Gate position, injecting a strand of True Qi.
This strand of True Qi, transford from Primordial True Gang, was finer than a hair, seamlessly penetrating flesh and entering ridians, circulating once within this five-year-old child’s body, finally erging from the Yongquan under his feet.
During this process, Amu Guren showed a pained expression.
But the little one bit his lip tight and didn’t make a sound.
Let alone shed tears.
Zhang Yuan withdrew his hand, silently giving a nod of approval.
Amu Guren’s Root Bone was decent, a dium level of Martial Arts talent, not considered a prodigy.
However, his character and will were quite good, and if he had enough opportunities, he might not be unable to glimpse the Divinity Realm.
Then, Zhang Yuan brought over Asiya beside him.
Repeating the process.
The result was that Asiya, with her bright eyes, didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.
Zhang Yuan withdrew his hand speechlessly.
Truly, the sa fate does not befall everyone!
Clearly a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, Asiya’s talent exceeded her brother by more than a notch; in major sects, she would be a seedling worth cultivating from a young age.
Unfortunately in terms of character, Asiya was obviously not up to Amu Guren.
But in terms of potential for Divinity, hers was a hundredfold that of the latter’s!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan laughed silently.
Actually, countless people exist under the sky, with innurable possessing Martial Arts talent, yet how many truly set foot into the Divine Realm?
He really was overthinking it now.
In the days that followed, on this journey of migration, Zhang Yuan used True Qi every day to smooth and open the bones and ridians of the two little ones, explaining Martial Arts knowledge.
He also taught them a set of Beginner Body Refining Techniques.
Don’t look down on its beginner level; it derived from the Extre Martial Golden Core, the Great Yin heritage of Martial Arts.
The Extre Martial Golden Core could be deed a Martial Arts Treasure Vault, bearing the accumulation of the Great Yin Dynasty’s five hundred years, from which Zhang Yuan could casually fish out things to instruct the two five-year-olds amply.
After ten days, Zhang Yuan taught Amu Guren a set of "Tiger Claw Hand" and Asiya a set of "Eagle Claw Hand."
He couldn’t stay long on the Hulan Grassland; after participating in the Saigute Festival, he would leave.
Thus, ti to teach the two little ones was limited.
In this limited ti, Zhang Yuan planned to teach them as much as possible.
So that after he left, the two little ones could work hard and eventually break through the Qi Entry level.
Beyond that, it would depend on their own fateful encounters.
In the evenings, when Zhang Yuan lay alone in his tent, he would take out that piece of Celestial Divine Iron from his Storage Space and release the Red Blood Saber to rge with it.
The Red Blood Saber had a powerful ability to devour Profound Soldiers; the more it devoured, the more abundant its spirituality.
This greatly benefited Zhang Yuan’s control, and it could also enhance the Divine Soldier’s power.
However, the "devour" Divine Light emitted by the Red Blood Saber produced a surprising effect on the Celestial Divine Iron.
After ten days, only a thin surface layer had been lted away.
It looked far from its core!
The Red Blood Saber couldn’t indefinitely release this special ability, especially with its damaged origin, so it couldn’t last long. Once it disappeared, it needed to be returned to the Dantian for continued nurturing.
But this instead hugely piqued Zhang Yuan’s interest.
Because the Red Blood Saber’s reaction was genuine, this piece of Celestial Divine Iron must hide a secret, and being so "hard to digest," it undoubtedly was of a very high tier.
Hence, he had enough patience, prepared to peel off this Celestial Divine Iron’s outer surface bit by bit.
Ti flew, and half a month passed since Zhang Yuan and Zamuhu’s family t.
In the distance, a vast, undulating snowy mountain appeared in everyone’s sight.
Zamuhu and his family let out cheers!
This prairie man, filled with excitent, said to Zhang Yuan, "Brother Zhang Yuan, this is the holy mountain of our Hulan Grassland people, Nacuoda is near!"
"We won’t miss the Saigute Festival!"
Zhang Yuan replied with a smile, "That’s great."
He fully followed Zamuhu’s family to Nacuoda as a traveler.
Amu Guren chirped, "Master, Nacuoda’s milk cake and honey tea are delicious!"
Zhang Yuan patted his head and said, "Master has a gift for you."
Over the past half month, whether it was Amu Guren or Asiya, they learned extrely diligently and conscientiously.
The two little ones progressed rapidly in their practice, already touching the threshold of entering Martial Arts!
Thus, they deserved a reward.
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