Siheyuan: Eastern Qigong Master

Wu Daozi had no weapons. The flying sword was something he had just seized and after refining it, it became his natal magic weapon.

"Where do you want to go? Back to Kunlun Mountain?" Ning Xiaoming asked loudly.

"Yes." Wu Daozi revealed a hint of sadness.

"I'll take you back."

Ning Xiaoming drove the black eagle over.

Wu Daozi stopped and looked at Ning Xiaoming with suspicion?

Ning Xiaoming grabbed Wu Daozi's arm.

Wu Daozi's eyes blurred and he appeared on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Wu Daozi was stunned when he saw the familiar mountains.

Back home in an instant?

Wu Daozi flew high in the sky with his sword, and after making a circle, he looked sad and tears flowed uncontrollably.

A man sheds blood but not tears, he just doesn't shed tears when he is sad.

The Taoist holy land, once extremely glorious, has now become history.

On the vast mountain, there was no trace of the Kunlun Taoist holy land left, not even a broken tile.

If Wu Daozi had not grown up in a sect and possessed supernatural powers, he would have thought that the past was just a dream.

Kunlun Taoist holy land was once a battlefield for cultivators. Now the mountain has returned to green, and the sects have disappeared into history.

Not a single trace was left.

The bricks and tiles of the former sects have all turned to dust. After all, so many powerful beings above the Yuanying stage had to protect themselves, and everything turned to dust.

The sect really does not exist, how can Wu Daozi not be sad.

Wu Daozi was the only one left in the sect.

The Kunlun School's cultivation inheritance that Wu Daozi obtained was a method of practice, which was completely incapable of rebuilding the Kunlun School.

Ning Xiaoming knew that Kunlun Sect was the birthplace of Taoism, so how could he let this holy place disappear?

The skills obtained from heaven are not suitable for modern practice, so even if Ning Xiaoming wants to rebuild the Taoist holy land, he is powerless.

The power of an individual is limited. Ning Xiaoming's eyes lit up when he thought of the powerful motherland behind him.

The thing a cultivator fears most is being arrogant and conceited.

Ning Xiaoming has a lazy mentality, but he works as hard as an ox or a horse.

I have never considered myself superior to others, and I will never look down on others just because I have supernatural powers.

Ning Xiaoming still maintains an ordinary heart, so when he encounters difficulties, he will think of his motherland.

Wu Daozi was suspended high in the sky on his sword, staring in a daze at the ruins of his former sect.

Ning Xiaoming felt the black eagle fly over and heard Wu Daozi say calmly.

"I want to rebuild a Taoist holy place. I wonder if you are willing to help?"

Wu Daozi woke up in shock, looked at Ning Xiaoming with suspicion, and asked calmly.

"Who is the leader?"

Ning Xiaoming grinned.

“There is no leader.”

Wu Daozi looked at Ning Xiaoming with suspicion?

Wu Daozi wanted to rebuild the Taoist holy land, but he did not have the ability to do so because many traditions had been lost.

His inheritance alone is not enough to establish a new school.

Wu Daozi's inheritance is one of the seventy-two golden immortals, which means that after the spiritual energy of heaven and earth changed, this is the only martial art that is suitable for modern practice. Other martial arts cannot be practiced.

Wu Daozi's inheritance is a faith inheritance, relying on the power of thought to practice, so it can be practiced in any era.

Without strong mental power, it is impossible to get started, so many people cannot practice.

How can we establish a sect if there is only one skill that others cannot practice?

Ning Xiaoming explained incessantly.

After hearing this, Wu Daozi showed a look of surprise.

Holy places of cultivation are all selfless countries.

Ning Xiaoming actually wanted to rebuild the Taoist holy land in the special group.

It broke Wu Daozi's three views.

Allowing sects to merge into a country has never happened before.

In ancient times, many state religions were sects integrated into state institutions.

When a country perishes, the sect will perish with it.

A thousand-year-old family, a ten-thousand-year-old sect, and a hundred-year-old country.

Every dynasty of the ancient Eastern countries lasted no more than a thousand years.

The Kunlun Sect has existed for ten thousand years.

Some aristocratic families can exist for thousands of years.

No matter which family, no matter how powerful it is, once it is integrated into the country, it will not last more than a thousand years.

"A country where everyone is equal can definitely exist for thousands of years, or even forever." Ning Xiaoming said seriously.

Wu Daozi disagreed with Ning Xiaoming's statement.

After being imprisoned for fifty years, I still have some understanding of the current situation.

The new motherland was established in less than twenty years.

But it is extremely powerful.

Recently, high-tech products from the ancient oriental country have been extremely popular, and countries around the world are scrambling to buy them.

With its leading technological level and absolutely powerful cultivation community, it would be strange if the ancient Eastern country could rise.

"Today's peaceful and prosperous times are only possible because there are people who carry heavy burdens forward. I am one of those people who carry heavy burdens forward, and I hope you can join me. Even if you cannot exist forever, you should have a clear conscience and at least have done something for the people while you were alive."

Wu Daozi's eyes lit up and he shouted.

"Good one, just make sure your conscience is clear. I'm in."

"let's go."

Ning Xiaoming brought Wu Daozi with him, changed positions, and arrived at the special group base in an instant.

Appeared directly in Team Leader Zhao’s office.

"Ok!"

Wu Daozi almost fell to his knees. His cultivation level was the Golden Core Stage, so he adapted quickly.

I was suddenly crushed by double the gravity and I was very uncomfortable.

There's no one in the office.

In the past, Team Leader Zhao would always be in the office.

For national security, Team Leader Zhao and his colleagues all live in the base and work 24 hours a day, fearing that any negligence would give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage.

No one is here now, what happened?

Ning Xiaoming expanded the space field and found Team Leader Zhao gasping for breath in the square at the gate.

Working in a gravity space is very exhausting and I still haven't adapted to it.

Going to work is like practicing martial arts.

I saw that Team Leader Zhao and his members had all reached the late stage of Qi Refining.

The gravity space not only tempers their bodies, but also helps them quickly improve their cultivation level.

The true Qi was crushed in the gravity space and it was very difficult to circulate.

Leaving the gravity space, the Qi circulates much faster, so the acupoints and meridians can be opened quickly, and the cultivation level will soar rapidly.

Ning Xiaoming had a bitter look on his face. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was changing. The foundation-building techniques of the strange world were not suitable for practitioners on Earth.

In building the foundation of the strange world, there is a kind of strange ash that accelerates the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It uses the strange affinity to heaven and earth as a medium to speed up the absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The earth is not a strange world, so it does not have the spiritual energy of the strange world. Using strange ash as a medium, it cannot absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all.

Ning Xiaoming's eyes lit up when he saw the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest is a disciple of Kunlun Sect on Earth. The spiritual energy he absorbs is the spiritual energy of the Earth. How can he reach the Golden Core stage without practicing any techniques?

Isn’t this a ready-made living technique?

Ning Xiaoming made tea for the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh after tasting the tea. He hadn't drunk tea for a long time and almost forgot the tea ceremony of the ancient oriental country. He was filled with emotion.