"The future of the Sumeru Mountain King Sutra will be the Human Path Sutra. In order to allow everyone to practice it, it has such a big flaw."
"The first few levels of the technique are fine, but with each subsequent level, the time required to practice almost doubles."
"This may be because the technique is not yet perfect. I have been in the Heavenly Prison for thirty years, and I have not had much time to practice martial arts... It is roughly equivalent to fifteen years of practice for a martial artist of ordinary qualifications. I have only practiced to the fourth level so far, which allows me to return to the seventh level... How to go to the fifth level in the future is just an inference."
"With my lifespan, I may not live to see me practice this technique to the fifth level," Hai Wuya said.
The fourth level will take about 15 years, and the fifth level will take 30 years. It will double in number from then on and will inevitably become an extremely large astronomical figure in the end.
The "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" is a way of thinking about solving the problem of declining Qi and blood in the elderly. It is a unique martial art that is different from ancient and modern martial arts.
Compared with its miraculous effects, the long time required for cultivation is actually just a small flaw.
Not to mention, as an immortal being, time is always on Qiao Mu's side.
If we continue to deduce it in the future, when the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" becomes a true "Humanity Sutra", perhaps this defect can be solved.
When Qiao Mu was deep in thought, a slight sound came from the darkness beside him.
"Who?" Hai Wuya turned his head and saw the young jailer Fang Yuan walking out from the corner of the prison wall with a wry smile.
"Are you listening in too?" Hai Wuya frowned slightly at first, then his brows relaxed.
When Wayne left before, he deliberately found an excuse to get rid of the jailer, but he didn't expect that this guy was so cunning and had been eavesdropping in secret without him knowing when.
"Qiao Zhong, what do you think? If it were up to you, would you deal with this person in this way?" Hai Wuya thought for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at Qiao Mu, his eyes falling on his face, observing his expression.
Although Qiao Mu's meridians were severed and he was imprisoned, he was still a fourth-rank warrior with acute senses, so his foundation was still there.
If you want to plot against the jailer, you are not completely without chance.
"Dispose? Why do you want to dispose?" Qiao Mu didn't care:
"You and I are just prisoners in the prison. This prison is not run by our family. It is normal for there to be jailers watching us."
"Moreover, this Humane Scripture is a humane practice. If we only treasure it, like in the old days of the martial arts world, where only a few people in the direct lineage could practice the best practice, how can we call it humane? How can we achieve the level where everyone in the world practices martial arts?"
Hai Wuya nodded slightly, his eyes showing approval.
At this point, he was convinced that his choice... was right.
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Dayan Palace, Imperial Study.
Emperor Yonghe stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Human King Sword hanging on the wall, and fell into deep thought.
"Human King Sword... What is the meaning of Taizu naming this sword Human King Sword?"
He still remembered the scene on that day on Qingming Peak in Nanzhou when the Human King Sword rang without moving, causing hundreds of immortal statues to fall silent.
After pondering for a long time, he turned his gaze back to the documents on the desk.
This document came from Wayne, the top detective of the Six Gates, and was obtained from the interrogation of Qiao Mu a few days ago.
What is described above is all about what Emperor Yonghe wants to know, the results of the interrogation of Qiao Zhong and the Qiao family.
"A hidden clan, do they have many elders?" Emperor Yonghe looked carefully and shook his head secretly. Even Wayne, who was proficient in interrogation, could not get too much detailed information.
Qiao Zhong is already sixty years old and his family is large. How many elders can be stronger than him
"Although he has not yet entered the third stage of soul refining, his mind is firm and difficult to force with torture... interrogation will also have limited effect."
At this moment, Guard Chu walked in quickly again.
"Your Majesty... Hai Wuya in the prison has made a breakthrough recently. At the age of nearly eighty, he has returned to the seventh rank in the prison."
"In the past few days, he has had a lot of contact with Qiao Zhong. It is said that the two of them often talk privately..."
"The sea has no boundaries?" Emperor Yonghe frowned at first, and then gradually relaxed his brows.
He has always been concerned about people like Wang Shanhe, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel resentful towards Hai Wuya who was close to the imperial capital.
Because when Hai Wuya criticized people, he really didn't give face to him, the emperor.
Emperor Yonghe did not kill Hai Wuya, but only imprisoned him in Tianlao. In his opinion, this was actually a sign of mercy.
As for the later news that Hai Wuya was studying in the prison, Emperor Yonghe thought it was a deliberate act to shock the emperor... So he deliberately left Hai Wuya alone, wanting to see how long Hai Wuya could play this trick...
"He has been in the prison twice, so he must have been there for nearly thirty years, right?"
"If he doesn't come out of prison, he will probably die of old age in that prison... Then let him come back." Emperor Yonghe said.
In terms of patience, he lost.
"Then what should we do with Qiao Zhong, another prisoner in the Heavenly Prison? Your Majesty, people from the Dao Sect have come to urge us recently."
Qiao Mu will not stay in the Heavenly Prison for long, because his life and death are not only determined by Emperor Yonghe, but also by the two major immortal sects, Xuantian Sect and Dadao Sect.
If he stayed in the Heavenly Prison for a long time, then the two major immortal sects would suspect that Emperor Yonghe was pretending to obey but actually disobeying their orders, and that imprisoning him in the Heavenly Prison was fake, but saving Qiao Zhong's life was real.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yonghe looked up at the Human King Sword hanging on the wall.
"In that case... then just execute him." Emperor Yonghe said.
The mind of an emperor is unpredictable. Two prisoners in similar situations, one dead and the other alive, all depend on the emperor's whim.
Chapter 122 It’s time to hit the road
North of the imperial capital.
At this moment, in the Taoist temple of the Da Dao Sect, Taoist Qingyi and others were standing on a high place and gazing towards the direction of the imperial palace in the distance.
"Luck cannot be seen or touched, it is something that is elusive... But now the Human King Sword can manifest the dynasty's luck, which makes us all a little afraid."
Taoist Qingyi said slowly.
Among the senior elders of the Da Dao Sect, he was the only one who arrived at the Qingyun Temple in Nanzhou and witnessed the existence of the Human King Sword with his own eyes.
Before this, many cultivators, including those in the nine major immortal sects, actually did not believe in the concept of luck.
But now they have to believe it.
Those who practice immortality seek longevity, so they would naturally avoid anything that might endanger their fortune in the human world.
"It is the Xuantian Sect that is acting recklessly and trying to conceal the truth and get Emperor Yonghe to worship the gods first..." an elder suggested:
"My Da Dao Sect is in Zhongzhou. If we want to worship gods, we should let Emperor Yonghe worship my Da Dao Sect. How can it be the turn of Xuantian Sect in Nanzhou?"
"It's their fault for being too ambitious. This time they ended up losing more than they gained."
When talking about Xuantian Sect's actions, the elders were still somewhat indignant.
But after feeling indignant, they are actually psychologically satisfied.
The thunder of the Human King Sword was stepped on by the impatient Xuantian Sect.
After this incident, facing the pressure from the eight major immortal sects, Xuantian Sect naturally gave up a lot of interests, allowing those people from the Da Dao Sect to make a lot of money.
The head of Xuantian Sect, who relied on the sect's treasure to deal with other immortal sects in Zhongzhou, was also besieged by the top leaders of the eight major immortal sects after the incident was exposed.
Although the Xuantian Sect's leader did not die thanks to the Tianwu Mirror, his condition was not much better and his cultivation was greatly damaged.
After this battle, the entire Xuantian Sect was probably seriously damaged.
Their attempt to have Emperor Yonghe worship the gods failed, and not only did they fail to win the first place among the nine immortal sects that they had been longing for, but their leader was seriously injured and they had to give up a lot of their interests.
Not to mention being number one among the nine immortal sects, after this incident I’m afraid they will drop to the last place among the immortal sects.
This is still the result of Xuantian Sect's remaining strength.
If the Xuantian Sect loses its foundation and does something like this to deceive the world, it will definitely be dismembered and eaten alive by the eight major immortal sects and completely destroyed.
"This Xuantian Sect is really ambitious and calculating." An elder suggested:
"Master, in my opinion, the Xuantian Sect is not qualified. It would be better for us, the Dadao Sect, to do the worship of the gods."
"Of course, our Dao Sect cannot be as stingy as the Xuantian Sect."
"How about asking Emperor Yonghe to pay homage to the eight major sects except Xuantian Sect?"
Since the Xuantian Sect stole the chicken, they would naturally be attacked by everyone.
Even the Da Dao Sect, which is in the lead, cannot defeat eight alone, so the elder suggested dragging the other seven sects into the water as well.
"That's not right. Do you really think that the dynasty's luck is just a decoration?" Taoist Qingyi was the first to object:
"If this is feasible, will it be Xuantian Sect's turn to steal the chicken?"
"In the worship of the gods in Nanzhou, the one who died was the mortal martial saint, and the one who failed in the plan was the Xuantian Sect."
"But it was Emperor Yonghe, who seemed to be able to be manipulated at will, who took advantage of the situation and survived to the end."
"With good fortune, he can turn misfortune into fortune. After all, Emperor Yonghe is still an emperor in the world..."
Among the Taoists, the chief in the center nodded slightly. His real body was not in the imperial capital, but just a phantom, a little blurry.
"Don't mention this matter again." The head of the Da Dao Sect said;
"The Human King Sword can make the dynasty's fortune more apparent, which is actually not a bad thing."
The elders were surprised, but soon came to their senses and nodded in agreement.
Previously, the nine great immortal sects did not openly oppress Emperor Yonghe too harshly. One reason was that the immortal sects were harvesting incense offerings, and they needed an emperor who was openly incompetent and would bear the anger of the people.
The second is the theory of luck, whose authenticity is unknown.
"Now that we know this destiny does exist, we have a way to deal with it." The headmaster said calmly:
"The Great Yan Dynasty still has its luck now, but what about in another twenty or forty years?"
For a great monk, forty years is just the time for a retreat.
Forty years ago, when the Great Yan Dynasty was still at its peak, it was still no match for the nine great immortal sects.
Now, just forty years later, the dynasty is in turmoil.
So, what about another forty years
"The Human King Sword can manifest the destiny of the country, so we just need to hide behind the scenes and wait patiently." The headmaster said calmly:
"When the Great Yan Dynasty loses its fortune, the Human King Sword will be nothing but scrap metal."
They, the immortal cultivators, fear the illusory luck.
As for the Human King Sword, whose luck has already been manifested, it is only a little troublesome for them to deal with it.
Time is on the side of the Immortal Gate. As long as we wait patiently, the threat posed by the Human King Sword to cultivators will only become weaker and weaker.
"Speaking of hiding behind the scenes..." The headmaster suddenly turned his head and looked at the Taoist Qingyi:
"Qingyi, you have recently recruited some so-called spiritual warriors from the mortal world in the imperial capital, right?"
"Mortal martial arts is a minor path, but it is more than enough for a martial artist who practices spirit to suppress other martial artists who practice strength. It is worth our efforts."
After the tragic death of the Martial Saint, the nine major immortal sects fully realized the vulnerability of mortal martial arts.
The last hope of the human warriors, which was hyped so loudly before, has now been completely shattered.
After the Human King Sword appeared, it did not mean that the Immortal Sect would be afraid of it, they just had to be careful about their manners.
The Da Dao Sect will begin to hide behind the scenes, focusing only on collecting incense and supporting some so-called spiritual warriors, which will be enough to suppress the mundane world.
"I heard that in the secular world of Zhongzhou, there has always been a legend of using martial arts to achieve enlightenment?" asked the head master.
"Master, you are joking. Mortals have limited potential in martial arts. The human body has its limits. It is just flesh and blood. How can one enter the Dao through martial arts? It is just a rumor." Qing Yi smiled faintly.
The immortal cultivators of the nine major sects generally ignore the existence of ordinary warriors.
But as the number of immortal cultivators increases, there are exceptions. For example, the Changsheng Sect among the nine immortal sects once specialized in the study of mortal martial arts, but it did not succeed later.
Qingyi is one of them.
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In the sky prison.
These past few days, Qiao Mu discussed martial arts with Hai Wuya who lived next door every day and benefited a lot from it.
Although Hai Wuya is an external martial artist, he is a Confucian scholar and is well-read. His perspective is very different from that of ordinary martial artists, and he often takes a different approach.
When the two were chatting animatedly, a meow suddenly came from the prison, interrupting Qiao Mu's conversation.
Qiao Mu looked down and saw that the calico cat was holding his trouser leg in its mouth, as if trying to drag him away, but its steps were clearly weak and frail.
He understood immediately.