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Ordinary people approaching wouldn't generally cause any issues, but when those in the National Martial Arts Realm or Innate Realm get close, it's a different story.
The person guarding here is Yun Chengzi, long renowned in the martial world, whose strength surpasses that of Ye Hao's master Zhang Ruochen and Zhang Ruowu, yet he is of the sa generation as Ye Hao and is a disciple of Zhang Ruochen.
Yun Chengzi, whose strength was said to have reached the Innate Realm a hundred years ago, is now undoubtedly beyond the Innate Realm, though the outside world doesn't know exactly which realm he has reached.
There's a saying in the martial world: All scriptures in the world can be stolen, except the Wudang Scripture Pavilion, which is impenetrable.
This saying praises Yun Chengzi's ability to protect the Scripture Pavilion so well that outsiders don't even consider trying to steal from it.
"Master, we have brought uncle here." Guang Daozi and the others shouted outside the Scripture Pavilion.
In an instant, an old man suddenly appeared in front of Ye Hao and the others, looking dirty and ragged, with a beard apparently never grood.
Yet there was an inexplicable force about the old man that attracted Ye Hao, a force like the purest Spiritual Power that stirred Ye Hao's heart secretly.
"Indeed, my junior is the dragon among n, with a glowing forehead and rosy complexion suggesting a promising future. His eyebrows carry a hint of romance, lips red and teeth white indicate rich emotions. He has extraordinary bones and innate gifts with wisdom, truly a talent of the ages, my junior. It is Wudang's great blessing to have you." The old man appeared before Ye Hao and the others and exclaid as he looked at Ye Hao.
"How should I address this elder?" Ye Hao dared not call him randomly, wanting to know who this old man was.
"I am Yun Chengzi, disciple of Zhang Ruochen, commanded by the master to guard the Wudang Scripture Pavilion." Yun Chengzi replied.
"So it is senior; I apologize for my ignorance, please don't bla ," Ye Hao said humbly.
"No bla, no bla, your visit to Wudang will bring you great benefits; go ahead! The ancestor is waiting for you," Yun Chengzi said, and then disappeared.
Even after Ye Hao activated the eighth-generation system, he couldn't sense where Yun Chengzi went, which puzzled him greatly. What skill allows such speed?
"Thank you, Senior, for your guidance," Ye Hao called out to the void as he cupped his hand in salute.
Guang Daozi expressed envy, "Master never speaks lightly; it seems my uncle's visit to Wudang might be under a lucky star!"
"I hope so!" Ye Hao nodded with a smile, then followed Guang Daozi and the others around the Scripture Pavilion.
After arriving at the Scripture Pavilion, they found it perched on a cliff with sheer walls beneath.
Guang Daozi and the four surrounded Ye Hao, using Inner Breath externally to envelop him.
Ye Hao felt his body tingling and extrely comfortable, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Inner Breath wrapping around him.
Guang Daozi and the others then leapt off the cliff.
Seeing this, Ye Hao wasn't afraid; if faced with danger, he could always rely on his Body Technique for evasion.
However, midway down, the four landed on the iron cables of Yun Jian.
The cables swayed slightly, but the Lightweight Skill of Cheng Daozi and others was remarkable, allowing them to move lightly on the cables toward the opposite mountain.
After walking nearly a hundred ters, they arrived at a temple inscribed with the words "Wudang Holy Land."
Ye Hao curiously asked, "Sect Leader, tell about the existence of the Wudang Holy Land."
"Cannot say, cannot say; Wudang Holy Land is Wudang's most sacred place. We cannot speak of it unless the ancestor permits us." Guang Daozi replied.
"Alright!" Ye Hao said helplessly, quietly following them.
They had just entered the temple when they vanished.
Ye Hao slightly sensed and realized this was the existence of a Space Barrier.
Ye Hao reached out and touched, feeling a profound sensation, then stepped forward.
Ye Hao suddenly disappeared from where he was, re-erging in a world abundant with thriving flowers and trees, fragrant birds, and Spiritual Qi filling the air.
Seeing this, Ye Hao felt a reluctance to leave.
Guang Daozi approached Ye Hao with a smile, saying, "Co with ! The ancestor may be imrsed in the realm of calligraphy; let's go and observe."
Ye Hao nodded.
As they arrived at an empty area in front of a thatched cottage, Ye Hao and the others saw a middle-aged man, appearing around forty, standing outside the cottage door.
Before him was a very mysterious painting that seed to move, drawing one into it deeply.
Ye Hao secretly suppressed the feeling of being drawn, but the more he suppressed it, the faster it ca.
Eventually, Ye Hao seed to enter the painting, seeing a middle-aged man with hands behind his back, slender, wearing a Qing dynasty robe draped across the shoulders.
Ye Hao attempted to speak, "Are you..."
Standing at the cottage, Ye Hao did not utter a sound, but he clearly heard himself speak.
Suddenly the middle-aged man turned his head, gentle features and a warm smile making Ye Hao feel as if in spring breeze.
"You..." Ye Hao asked again.
"The future of Wudang, you have arrived." The middle-aged man smiled and gestured for Ye Hao to sit on the wooden stump.
Ye Hao curiously asked, "Where are Guang Daozi, Sect Leader, and others? And who are you?"
Ye Hao dared not sit easily, fearing losing himself too deeply in such an illusion.
"Haha, very alert, but sit down! This is not a dream; it's Divine Sense communication," the middle-aged man laughed.
"Divine Sense? What is it?"
"Divine Sense, when one's strength has gone through Separation and Union of soul and body, produces Divine Sense. This Divine Sense lets those weaker enter, and once they do, the owner of Divine Sense controls the life and death of external entities entering the world of Divine Sense."
Ye Hao's pupils contracted, feeling a bit of dread towards these unknown things.
"Haha, don't be tense. I am Yi Yang, the eighty-eighth sect leader of Wudang, now guarding the Wudang Holy Land. Ti passes quickly, hundreds of years gone by. Except for going out twenty years ago, I've stayed here, never witnessing the world's changes, which must be vast by now?" Wudang Ancestor Yi Yang said.
"Indeed, modern tis have beco different from the past; today's society is more prosperous, and Huaxia no longer relies on sheer hard labor for everything," Ye Hao replied.
"Haha, this isn't really good; although technology advances, martial arts enter a decline," Yi Yang shook his head.
"Isn't technological advancent good, Ancestor?" Ye Hao asked.
"Rember, martial arts can be endless; back in Ancestor Sanfeng's days, Martial Breakthrough Void was not false. Rember, true power cos from personal strength; technology is just external force," Yi Yang stated.
"Could Ancestor Sanfeng really have achieved Martial Breakthrough Void?" Ye Hao asked, astonished.
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