Misty Rain of the Old Times

Oh no, could it be that the little princess had the impression that she and the old emperor were sworn enemies? Actually, that wasn't the case. It was just a way of getting along, and everyone was relaxed.

"We're talking about today's weather," Chen Xuan said as he stood up and moved a chair for her.

The old emperor couldn't bear to see the two young people being so affectionate, so he ordered, "Serve the meal!"

The little princess said thank you, not believing they could calmly chat about such boring things. She pointed to the sky and said happily, "Father, Brother Xuan, look, the east sun has arrived, and the clouds are stained like flames. It's so beautiful. Fortunately, I arrived in time and didn't miss it."

The old emperor pursed his lips but ultimately didn't say anything to spoil the mood. There was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. There was once someone who accompanied him to watch the sunset over the sea of ​​clouds, but time passed by and he was left alone in the world.

Looking at the fiery red sea of ​​clouds below, and the dawn breaking through the sky, Chen Xuan stood up and said, "What a beautiful view, so rare to see."

"Today's sunrise over the sea of ​​clouds is exceptionally beautiful," the little princess said, holding her chin with both hands, looking intoxicated, but her gaze was mostly fixed on Chen Xuan.

The old emperor taunted him, "You little bastard! I told you to study hard, but you chose to be a pig! You can't even say a good word about such a beautiful scene! It's laughable!"

"That's right. Uncle has seen many talented people in the world, so he must be extremely talented. Why don't you recite a poem to open the eyes of the younger generation?" Chen Xuan immediately returned the idea to him.

Curling his lips, the old emperor said calmly, "I haven't had breakfast yet, how can I have the energy to think about those things... What are you crazy about?"

Seeing Chen Xuan moving around leisurely and leisurely as he spoke, he was stunned.

Unwaveringly practicing the Qi-calming and health-preserving exercises facing the rising sun, Chen Xuan said, "Qi-calming and health-preserving exercises, uncle, you know what they are, right?"

"Of course I know it. It was simplified from Changchun Gong by my father's order. I have promoted it over the years. It is easy to learn and suitable for all ages. It is intended to strengthen the people. However, the effect is minimal and no one takes it seriously. In fact, it is useless. What I mean is, why are you still practicing this thing with your current level of cultivation?" The old emperor said with interest.

The movements continued as Chen Xuan said, "Is it a simplified version of Changchun Gong? Judging from the name, it's a unique skill for prolonging life. No wonder the simplified version can relax muscles, activate blood circulation, calm the qi and nourish the mind. I've been practicing since I was a child and I'm used to it. If I don't do it once every morning, I feel like something is missing and I feel uncomfortable all over."

"So that's how it is. You can persist for so many years even though it's tasteless and a pity to throw away. It's really rare." The old emperor nodded and admired Chen Xuan a little. He had the cultivation of a grandmaster but he didn't lose anything that couldn't even be considered a proper martial arts skill. How many people could do that?
The little princess watched him practice without blinking and interrupted, "I know Changchun Gong, one of the best martial arts in the arsenal. It's difficult to get started and difficult to master. If you practice it to a high level, you can live decades longer than others without illness or disaster. It seems to be useless."

As she spoke, she glanced at the old emperor with a somewhat sad look.

It was actually useful. Otherwise, he would have to deal with so many things every day, and the energy consumption would be unimaginable to ordinary people. He also had to compete with countless people in wits and courage. How could the old emperor live peacefully until he was almost 80 years old?
Under normal circumstances, for someone in his position, living to the age of seventy is already a long life. Fortunately, the diagram that Chen Xuan and Xiao Gao came up with was in line with the Changchun Gong, otherwise Chen Xuan would not have had the opportunity to fight with the old man again and again.

"Whether it's useful or not depends on the individual. Otherwise, no matter how good something is, it's just decoration," Chen Xuan said with a smile. Not wanting to say anything that would affect their mood, he quietly used some means to divert their attention.

The little princess's attention was immediately drawn. She stood up and walked to the window, cheering, "Father, Brother Xuan, look! The clouds are like a school of fish swimming and vying to cross the river. Eh? They've turned into a herd of horses! Wow, there are even thousands of birds flying together! How come I haven't seen such a strange sight before?"

The sea of ​​clouds below them was like the surface of the ocean. The surging clouds turned into a school of fish, splashing like waves, and then disappeared. They then turned into a huge herd of horses galloping, rushing into the sea of ​​clouds and disappearing. Then, countless bird-shaped clouds rushed out from the sea of ​​clouds and flew together and slowly dissipated.

'That's because I haven't been here before. Perhaps no master has ever used such means to make people laugh,' Chen Xuan thought to himself. This was certainly his work.

Beautiful things are always short-lived, and he didn't go too far, because this whole strange phenomenon had already attracted people's attention, including the master who lived in seclusion in the palace.

This method is not a close-range interference on the spiritual level, but the true essence spreads out to stir the sea of ​​clouds. Of course, it cannot be done silently, and people at the same level can easily feel it.

The old eunuch, who was a master, sensed something unusual and went out to look in the direction of the source where Chen Xuan was. Seeing that the emperor and princess were both there and safe and sound, he hesitated for a moment and did not go over to disturb them.

Naturally, he had already learned about Chen Xuan's cultivation from the old emperor. The old emperor had told him about Chen Xuan's proof that day and asked him to confirm it. It was not that the old emperor was suspicious by nature, but since it involved Princess Fuyao, he, as a father, naturally had to confirm it again and again before he could feel at ease.

Seeing Chen Xuan performing tricks to make the princess smile, it was clear that he had reached the Grandmaster level.

Old Rong suddenly felt happy to see the prey. After all, Chen Xuan was so young, and masters were rare. There was no need for him not to fight, so he felt itchy to try.

"Grandmaster? You've found your own path, a new way to establish a new lineage. I'm quite curious."

Thinking this, Rong Lao wanted to witness Chen Xuan's Dao. At his level, there weren't many things in the world that could arouse his curiosity. He himself had reached this level by following the path of others and had seen many existing martial arts. Naturally, he wanted to experience what he had never seen before.

So he struck out with his palm towards the sea of ​​clouds that had calmed down. In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds began to boil again. The already fiery red clouds under the morning sun became even brighter. Ordinary people could not distinguish it at all. It was as if a sea of ​​fire was surging towards the sky where Chen Xuan was, so vast that it seemed to burn and swallow everything, especially under the boiling and rolling clouds, which seemed to contain endless lava that was about to erupt at any time.

Chen Xuan, who had already stopped practicing the Qi-calming and health-preserving exercises, raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced in the direction of Mr. Rong. The two looked at each other from a distance and understood each other's meaning.

This is an exchange of ideas, similar to a duel of skills, not a real show of strength, but a pure display of what one has learned. Master Rong has taken the lead in expressing his opinion, which is equivalent to showing his own way to Chen Xuan, and then wanting to see his.

"As expected of a master who has been at the Grandmaster level for many years, his True Essence is unfathomable, and his control is truly remarkable. With every move he can release his True Essence, combining it with his martial arts will to manipulate the sea of ​​clouds and evolve what he has learned."

Sensing the other party's intention, Chen Xuan glanced sideways slightly.

Without any ambiguity, the other party, as a disabled person, should have taken the more feminine route, but he chose to take the path of toughness and violence, holding back. It seemed that there was a terrifying furnace hidden under the clouds that was ready to refine everything. Liu Zhenwei, who had also taken the same path, was like the difference between a firefly and the sun even though he had already reached the threshold of a grandmaster.

The other party was simply expounding on his own way, using himself as a furnace, absorbing the most yang energy of heaven and earth within him. He contained the ambition to burn the heavens and boil the seas, but he was able to subdue his tyrannical and violent nature into meekness and restraint, without truly showing it. This showed how high his cultivation level was and how strong his control was.

If one's cultivation level was lower, the surrounding sky would definitely turn into a truly terrifying sea of ​​fire, and a furnace brighter than the scorching sun would rise, instead of just giving the clouds a layer of red glow. All the power would be hidden so that people would not feel anything unusual.

This is just an explanation of one's own way, and does not design specific martial arts methods.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Chen Xuan's mind. Since the other party was interested, why should he spoil the fun?

Without the old emperor and the little princess knowing anything, Chen Xuan took a step forward and waved his sleeves imperceptibly.

He saw that the sea of ​​clouds on his side rose and fell normally, without any abnormality, as if it was moving forward as a normal wave on the sea surface. The boundless sea of ​​fire that was sweeping over like a boiling fire was flattened, and the furnace of martial arts will that was hidden inside was completely submerged and sank, without any splashing of waves, and everything returned to calm.

After doing all this, Chen Xuan was slightly surprised and secretly said that he had made his senior laugh. He turned around and glared at the old emperor who knew nothing and said, "Uncle, please leave some for me. I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Aren't you practicing the Qi-calming and health-preserving exercises? Go ahead and do your thing," the old emperor said, picking up his chopsticks quickly.

The little princess, who had already sat down again, smiled and said, "Don't worry, Brother Xuan, there's more to come. This is just the beginning. Less than half of the thirty-six breakfast dishes have been served."

Thirty-six breakfast dishes, can I finish them? My stomach can hold it. Chen Xuan sat down and said, "Xian Ning is still worried about me. Uncle is also worried. Don't you know that I am still growing..."

On the other side, Rong Lao couldn't help but take a step back, looking back with a slight start. A trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He let out a long breath and muttered in his heart: "Young people nowadays are really amazing. They are only eighteen years old, but they can't help but obey. No wonder His Majesty is so indulgent. Is this his way? He is truly respectable and admirable."

He turned around slightly and went back to the house with a smile on his face. Today he had seen a completely new way and was in a good mood. It was the source of a new lineage, a road that had never appeared before. If he thought about it carefully, he would surely gain something.

The moment before, Chen Xuan seemed to have just waved his sleeves inconspicuously, but in Rong Lao's eyes, Chen Xuan's step forward was as if he had walked out of the mortal world and stood between heaven and earth. He seemed to be the center of heaven and earth, and seemed to be integrated with the whole world. The whole world would revolve around his will. With a wave of his sleeves, it seemed as if he was carrying the power of heaven and earth to crush him, and his proud martial arts will was wiped out.

Tolerating everything, accommodating everything, and being everything himself, this is Chen Xuan's Tao. He seems to be the natural world, too vast and too broad, making people feel deeply powerless. It is equivalent to Rong Lao confronting the natural world, how can he be shaken?

High judgment.

This is not a contest of specific strength and means, but an exposition of one's own Tao and a comparison of the levels of spiritual realm, and has nothing to do with anything else.

That's why Mr. Rong feels respectable and admirable. He is the founder of a school of thought and has walked his own path, which is the sublimation of the spiritual realm. It is equivalent to exploring the mysteries of nature one step ahead. Unlike them who are still copying other people's homework and haven't even understood it yet.

Otherwise, what is the meaning of Grandmaster? The meaning of Grandmaster is not just talk.

Because those who deserve these three words represent the height of future growth and have already seen a wider world to climb and explore, instead of moving forward bit by bit on the path others have taken like them.

This is why it is said that Grandmasters have a high probability of reaching a higher level, while ninety-nine out of a hundred ordinary Grandmasters will only stop here in their entire lives... (End of this chapter)