Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Senior brother, what brings you here?"

Duan Zhengchun sat in his chair, sipping his tea, and casually asked a question without even glancing at Zhao Zhijing, who was awkwardly standing to the side.

"Your senior brother is just here to visit you, how could he offer any guidance?"

"How is my junior brother's injury?"

As Zhao Zhijing spoke, he looked Duan Zhengchun up and down, his face always bearing a forced smile.

Duan Zhengchun curled his lip and said, "So you came to care about me, but just now it seemed like you were the loudest, and you even accused me of betraying our master and ancestors in front of everyone. You even brought up our ancestor to make sure I was severely punished! And now you're pretending to be kind and righteous?!"

Zhao Zhijing gave an awkward smile and hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I was also misled and instigated by someone. Please don't take offense, junior brother."

"I knew it! Junior brother is loyal to my Quanzhen Sect. How could he betray the sect and join another sect? It turns out that the sect leader accidentally let you see the One-Finger Divine Skill left by our grandmaster."

"By the way, what did you and the sect leader do during those three days in the back hall?"

As he said this, Zhao Zhijing kept his eyes fixed on Duan Zhengchun's expression and reaction.

Duan Zhengchun remained calm and sneered, "Misunderstanding? What about the ambush you launched from behind on the training ground three days ago? Was that also a misunderstanding? If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, I probably would have really gotten what my senior brother wanted, wouldn't I?"

As he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun suddenly extended a finger and pointed it at Zhao Zhijing's face.

Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun's actions, Zhao Zhijing's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively stepped aside, only to realize immediately that he had been tricked.

Duan Zhengchun sneered and revealed a hint of disdain.

Zhao Zhijing gritted his teeth and sighed, "Alas, junior brother, you've really misunderstood. We're like brothers, how could I possibly harm you? It's just that when you attacked the sect leader that day, I was in a hurry and almost made a big mistake. Fortunately, junior brother, you're a lucky person."

"But it's all my fault anyway. If you're unhappy, you can hit me or scold me, and I'll apologize to you!"

As he spoke, Zhao Zhijing cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, but slowed down halfway through, as if waiting for Duan Zhengchun to stop him.

Duan Zhengchun remained unmoved, still sitting casually in his chair, watching Zhao Zhijing put on his act.

In fact, from the moment he opened his eyes and saw Zhao Zhijing, he had already realized that although Zhao Zhijing was the chief disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, he was by no means a good man!

Seeing that Duan Zhengchun did not intend to stop him, Zhao Zhijing quickly bent down and then stood up again, chuckled, and said with a smile, "Since Junior Brother's injuries are no longer a big deal, then Senior Brother can rest assured. You should rest first. You still have to go to Chaomu Cliff to reflect on your mistakes later, so Senior Brother will not disturb you any longer."

After saying that, Zhao Zhijing turned and left, but the moment he turned around, the smile on his face vanished instantly, and a hint of resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

After watching Zhao Zhijing leave, Duan Zhengchun snorted coldly and tilted his head back to drink the tea in his cup in one gulp.

...

An hour later, Duan Zhengchun followed Qiu Chuji to the back mountain.

Only then did he realize that there was a dangerous cliff behind Chongyang Palace, accessible only by a narrow, winding path.

On the edge of the cliff, there is a stone tablet with the words "Boundary of the Tomb of the Living Dead" engraved on it.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun discovered another cave entrance on the stone wall, sealed off by a huge rock. On the stone wall to one side of the entrance, several lines of vigorous and powerful characters were carved.

"Is this Chaomu Cliff?"

Duan Zhengchun glanced curiously at the cave entrance and asked softly.

Qiu Chuji nodded, looking at the few lines of words on the stone wall, as if recalling some past events.

"Then why is there a stone marker here marking the boundary between the living and the dead?"

Duan Zhengchun, being very curious, continued to press for answers.

Qiu Chuji sighed and slowly said, "As you can see, there is an ancient tomb inside this mountain. The cave door sealed by the thousand-pound Dragon-Slaying Stone is one of the entrances to this ancient tomb."

“This was built when your grandmaster was young; it was originally his residence.”

Duan Zhengchun asked in confusion, "Since this is where our grandmaster once lived, why is the entrance now sealed off? You just said this is one of the entrances, so where is the other entrance?"

Qiu Chuji sighed and said, "This all started decades ago..."

"In his youth, your grandmaster was a heroic figure who roamed the martial world. Out of indignation at the Jin army's invasion of our Great Song Dynasty, which destroyed our fields and houses and killed our people, your grandmaster raised the banner of righteousness and fought against the Jin army. He seized cities and territories and built a magnificent career in the Central Plains, never sparing any effort..."

"Later, thousands of people were mobilized and it took several years to build this ancient tomb, where weapons, armor, and provisions were hidden as the foundation for the uprising. However, it ultimately ended in failure, with almost all the soldiers in the army killed or wounded..."

"Your grandmaster was disheartened and angrily became a monk, locking himself in this ancient tomb. He refused to live under the same sky as the Jin invaders. Though he was alive, he was as good as dead, calling himself the Living Dead. He made a solemn vow never to step out of the ancient tomb again. The Tomb of the Living Dead got its name from this."

"Years later, a senior martial arts master came to this place and insulted your grandmaster in every way for seven days and seven nights, finally forcing your grandmaster to show himself. In fact, this senior master just did not want your grandmaster to be imprisoned in this Tomb of the Living Dead for the rest of his life."

"In fact, she had long harbored feelings for your grandmaster, but because of her pride, she never expressed her love. Your grandmaster, preoccupied with national and personal vendettas, always used the excuse of 'How can I have a home when the Xiongnu have not been destroyed' to pretend that he was unaware of her feelings, which deepened the misunderstanding between them."

"Afterwards, that senior made a bet with your grandmaster to have a showdown on this cliff, but your grandmaster did not want to suffer a double loss, so he refused. Then the senior proposed to compete in writing on this stone wall."

"As it turned out, that senior actually wrote those words on the stone wall with ease. Your grandmaster knew his skills were insufficient, so he immediately conceded defeat and, as agreed, moved away from the Tomb of the Living Dead, handing this place over to that senior..."

Duan Zhengchun stood in front of those few lines of text, listening intently. He never expected that his grandmaster, whom he had never met, would have such a past.

Thinking about it carefully, this grandmaster seems to be somewhat similar to himself in his previous life. He and Hongmian and Baobao were also full of love and hate entanglements.

They clearly loved each other, but ultimately parted ways on bad terms and went their separate ways.

Is it difficult to write on this stone wall?

Seeing that Qiu Chuji had stopped talking, Duan Zhengchun gradually came back to his senses and asked a question out of curiosity.

Qiu Chuji smiled and continued, "Your grandmaster was still young back then, and his martial arts skills had not yet reached their peak. It would indeed be difficult to do it with just finger strength."

"What he didn't know was that the senior couldn't do it either, because she had a fossilizing pill hidden in her palm. She softened the stone wall when your grandmaster wasn't paying attention, and then she was able to do it."

"This is what Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, told your grandmaster when he came to Zhongnan Mountain. Only then did your grandmaster realize that he had been deceived for more than ten years."

"But it is precisely because of this that the Quanzhen Sect, now hailed as the orthodox sect of the Xuanmen (Taoist school) in the world, came into being. Although your grandmaster lost the bet back then, he established the Chongyang Palace near the ancient tomb and founded the Quanzhen Sect!"

"Later, he became the leader of the Five Greats in the first Mount Hua Sword Tournament, winning the title of the best in the world and making the Quanzhen Sect the number one martial arts sect. Speaking of which..."

Qiu Chuji was speaking with great enthusiasm, but then he suddenly stopped, staring in astonishment at Duan Zhengchun standing in front of the stone wall, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets!

Standing in front of the stone wall, Duan Zhengchun heard Qiu Chuji say the words "Number One Under Heaven" and poured his inner energy into the One Yang Finger technique, slowly writing the four characters "Number One Under Heaven" on the stone wall!

"How did you do that?!"

"Do you also have a fossil pill hidden in your possession?!"

Qiu Chuji opened his eyes wide, and while asking loudly, he quickly came forward and grabbed Duan Zhengchun's right hand. However, when he saw that Duan Zhengchun's hand was empty, he could no longer hide his shock.

"It's very simple. I just tried it casually. Can't Master do it?"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Qiu Chuji, whose face was full of disbelief, with a strange expression, and asked a question with utmost sincerity.

However, upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji blushed deeply, feeling extremely ashamed.

Among the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, he is considered to have inherited his master's mantle to the greatest extent. However, after decades of dedicated cultivation, he still admits that he cannot write on a stone wall using only his finger strength.

However, his disciple, who was just over twenty years old, had accomplished it. For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or ashamed.

He could only cough awkwardly, slowly raise his head to look at his beloved disciple who had repeatedly astonished him since returning from the northern desert, and then burst into excited laughter.

Duan Zhengchun frowned and looked bewildered when he saw Qiu Chuji, who was usually so composed, suddenly acting like this.

After laughing, Qiu Chuji said excitedly, "I never imagined that you could do something so easily that even my master couldn't do it back then!"

"If Master were watching from heaven, he would be very pleased! You are indeed ambitious, worthy of being my most beloved disciple! Back then, your grandmaster rose to become the top of the Five Greats and was named the number one in the world. I never thought that you would have such ambitions now!"

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head, saying, "Master, you misunderstand. I was just testing whether I could do it, and I happened to hear you mention the words 'Number One Under Heaven.' Actually, I haven't finished writing it yet..."

Qiu Chuji said sternly, "Hey? A true man should have lofty ambitions! Now that you possess such extraordinary talent, you should..."

Before Qiu Chuji could finish speaking, Duan Zhengchun had already stretched out his finger again and quickly wrote the last two words on the stone wall.

Qiu Chuji: "..."

Qiu Chuji, who was initially excited, was speechless and his expression froze when he saw the last two words.

Because the last two characters Duan Zhengchun added were "风流" (fengliu, meaning romantic or elegant), which, combined with the preceding four characters, made "天下第一风流" (tianxia di yi dian fengliu, meaning the most romantic person under heaven)...