Chu Zhiyuan was surprised: "They can avoid us?"
"It's similar to a strange intuition, almost like your intuition for danger."
"Is there really a god in this world?"
"...Who knows."
Chu Qingfeng hesitated, and finally shook his head: "I haven't seen one myself, it's hard to say whether they exist or not."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Then who bestowed their power upon them?"
"The power from above the void, whether it's a god or something else, no one knows."
"Is it possible that it was originally hidden within their own bodies, and they simply used some means to stimulate this power?"
"That's impossible, right?" Chu Qingfeng was taken aback.
He had never thought of that.
Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded: "It's just a guess of mine... Moreover, even if there really are gods, they aren't that powerful, otherwise, why would they hide, they would have already built a divine kingdom."
Chu Qingfeng smiled: "In this world, martial arts cultivation is the fundamental and righteous path, the upright and just power."
The two chatted while eating.
From Chu Qingfeng's mouth, Chu Zhiyuan heard many secrets he had never thought of, all unrecorded in books.
Even if he had read all the books in Tongtian Pavilion, it would be impossible to know these secrets.
He felt his eyes widen.
The complexity of this world far exceeded what people saw, and martial arts alone were diverse, with countless strange techniques.
Many martial arts were more bizarre than imagined, not to mention the many evil sects.
Some evil sects were unknown to people, because all those who knew about them were dead.
There were no less than eighty or a hundred such evil sects, after all, Da Jing was vast and mountainous, with too many places the imperial court couldn't control.
Even many towns were beyond the reach of the imperial court, jointly controlled by various sects and gangs.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
Knowledge from his previous life told him that this was ultimately due to low productivity.
It was also related to the prosperity of martial arts sects and gangs; the cost for the imperial court to govern these places was too high, so it was better to leave it to the gangs and sects.
However, in doing so, it was inevitable to lose popular support.
How could these places be brought under the rule of the imperial court, so that all land under the sky belonged to the emperor?
More experts, more resources.
This was probably why the emperors of successive dynasties coveted the secret lands of the four great demonic sects?
The inner room of the Zhiqiu Hall was quiet.
Chu Qingfeng was reviewing documents.
Chu Zhiyuan was flipping through documents opposite him, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the window paper, dyeing it red.
Chu Zhiyuan put down the last document, a look of contemplation on his face, thinking about the Worry-Free Sect he had seen.
The governance of the Worry-Free Sect was vertical, with the nine elders jointly managing affairs, and only innate disciples could go down the mountain to train.
Each disciple was responsible for a town, concealing their identity and silently managing the town's shops and other industries.
The Worry-Free Sect's tentacles extended throughout Da Jing, as well as to the eastern coastal islands and the Da Lie and Da Guang dynasties.
The Worry-Free Sect was different from the Yaoyue Palace and the Yongling Divine Sect, as it widely accepted disciples.
Apart from the nine elders of the Worry-Free Sect, no one knew how many disciples there were.
Chu Zhiyuan saw an ancient tree, its roots densely packed, already deeply rooted in Da Jing and the Da Lie and Da Guang dynasties.
Chu Zhiyuan felt a strange pressure.
Chu Qingfeng saw his expression and understood his mood.
"Scared, aren't you?" Chu Qingfeng said.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "If a Worry-Free Sect disciple commits a crime, the imperial court can directly arrest them, right?"
"Naturally, they can be arrested."
"Is this why the imperial court turns a blind eye?"
"The imperial court doesn't want to start a conflict with the Worry-Free Sect."
Chu Zhiyuan pondered: "Uncle, I want to set up a Martial Arts Academy, where anyone who has reached the perfection of the innate realm and wants to step into the Grandmaster realm can enter, and I will give them some guidance every day."
He had already figured it out.
First, increase the power of the Da Jing imperial court, as for whether Da Zhen and Da Meng will also increase rapidly, that's not important for now.
At least, first bring all the forces within Da Jing under control and unite the people's hearts.
Chu Qingfeng looked at him in surprise.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Any disciple from the four major sects can enter this hall, doing so is not taboo, right?"
"...What are you trying to do?"
"To have more Grandmaster experts in the imperial court."
"...You're already a Grandmaster, how can you guide others, a Great Grandmaster would be more like it."
"It will not only give the imperial court more Grandmasters, but also benefit myself."
"How will it benefit you?"
"The so-called teaching and learning go hand in hand, by teaching them, I will also gain something, and at the same time, I can also learn about the martial arts mental methods of the four major sects."
Chu Qingfeng said: "I'm afraid they won't come."
"Won't they necessarily come?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Isn't my reputation enough now?"
"Too young, everyone will think it's due to luck or a fortuitous encounter, rather than true ability."
"Then let's try it, as long as it's not taboo."
"...Alright, you can set up a courtyard yourself."
Chu Zhiyuan was led by Chu Qingfeng, the scene before his eyes flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at a small courtyard.
He felt the speed of a Great Grandmaster, which was indeed powerful.
The spiritual energy of a Great Grandmaster was indeed different.
Two young men and a middle-aged man were standing upright in the courtyard, their acupoints already sealed.
Silver needles were stuck all over their bodies.
Several green-robed middle-aged men were groping them, studying them, as if studying three sculptures.
Chu Zhiyuan had already seen that each of the three had thirty-six silver needles stuck in them.
The silver needles formed circles, surrounding the dantian, the space between their eyebrows, and the center of their chest.
This was a wonderful technique, sealing their essence, qi, and spirit, turning them into statues.
"Your Highness."
The eight green-robed middle-aged men cupped their fists and saluted.
Chu Qingfeng waved his hand: "Are they really in the Fearless Realm?"
"Yes, these two are at the perfection of the innate realm, and this one is at the tenth level of the innate realm."
Chu Zhiyuan discovered that the older one had weaker cultivation, while the two younger ones were at the perfection of the innate realm.
"To prevent them from using the 'Jade Stone Burning' technique, their minds have been sealed."
"You may leave for now."
Chu Qingfeng waved his hand.
The eight green-robed middle-aged men glanced at the three sealed men, feeling a little uneasy, but didn't say much, and cupped their fists and left.
Only the three remained standing upright in the courtyard, their eyes wide open, actually already unconscious.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Are they studying their mental methods?"
"Yes, we must figure it out to see if we can find a way to restrain them, your summary outside Taizhou City was extremely important, with significant impact."
Chu Qingfeng said: "Far surpassing these years of research."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "It was just nonsense."
"That's talent."
Chu Qingfeng said: "How should we interrogate them?"
A flash of genius is better than decades of painstaking research by ordinary people, that's the reality.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "This needle technique..."
"You want to learn this needle technique?"
Chu Qingfeng said: "The Tiangang Sealing Spirit Needle, it has some profound mysteries."
He clapped his hands, and soon a young eunuch brought a thin booklet and handed it to Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan took it and read it once.
Tiangang Sealing Spirit Needle.
It doesn't require gang qi or true qi, as long as thirty-six points are needled, an invisible force will be generated to seal them.
At first glance, it seems ordinary, but the mysteries it contains are thought-provoking.
Chu Zhiyuan examined the Tiangang Sealing Spirit Needles in the bodies of the three, verifying what he saw.
He had already thoroughly understood the Tiangang Sealing Spirit Needle.
So he reached out and pinched a needle from the space between the middle-aged man's eyebrows.
The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened.
His originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, staring fiercely at Chu Zhiyuan, as if wanting to devour him.
Chu Zhiyuan sized him up and said softly: "The Wuwuizong martial arts require courage and diligence, and fearlessness of death, your age and cultivation are not suitable for practicing Wuwuizong martial arts."
