Beyond the Seven Peaks of True Martial Arts, there is also a back mountain, which is a forbidden place of the True Martial Arts Sect. The secret realm of the sect, as well as the legendary True Martial Jade Biscuit, are all located in the back mountain.
Qingyu’s figure cut through the air in a long rainbow and floated down in front of a Taiji Gate on the back mountain.
“Sect Leader.”
Sensing Qing Yu’s appearance, the Taiji Gate swirled apart and out of it marched an old Daoist with pale white hair, saluting Qing Yu.
“Senior Uncle Tongming, I am saluted.” Qing Yu also returned the salute to the old Daoist.
He and Tong Hua, apart from some important matters, had been living in the secret realm at the back of the mountain in seclusion, in order to slow down the flow of life, and also to look after the secret realm.
“Is it for the True Martial Jade Biscuit in the secret realm that Sect Leader is here?” Tong Ming asked.
“Precisely.”
The True Martial Jade Biscuit, the True Martial Sect’s greatest treasure of inheritance, contained the memories of the True Martial Emperor’s life. Every sect leader of the True Martial Sect could enter the secret realm, feel the memories left on the True Martial Jade Biscuit by the True Martial Emperor, and open the path to the Gods.
However, as the True Martial Jade Biscuit only has sufficient energy to be used once every hundred years, and the last time it was used was more than ten years ago, Qing Yu could only enter it with his own spirit to search for the memories of the True Martial Emperor.
He had originally thought that when he encountered a bottleneck that was difficult to refine, he would use the True Martial Jade Biscuit to reach it, but until today, Qing Yu had not encountered any bottleneck that he was unable to do anything about.
Therefore, the matter of comprehending the True Martial Jade Biscuit had been left unattended.
But fortunately, because of the Tai Shang Dao Sect, the True Martial Jade Biscuit came in handy after all.
“Sect Leader, please.” Tong Ming led the way ahead.
One after the other, the two stepped into the Taiji Gate and walked dozens of steps forward, along the rocky wall of the cave to a water-like mirror surface before them.
The mirror was like water, but one could not see the scene on the other side, only the reflections of Qing Yu and Tong Ming were imprinted on it.
In the middle and upper part of the mirror is a spinning taiji, containing yin and yang, maintaining the stability of the entrance to this space.
“Sect Leader, this is the entrance to the secret realm of my True Martial Sect. If you force your way in without the corresponding magic, even the strongest will be exiled into the void rift. Tong Ming introduced.
The spatial rift would not pose too much of a threat to the most powerful, but if it was really moved, the trouble would still be quite big.
If one wasn’t careful, it was possible to get lost in it for decades.
”This is quite in line with the True Martial Sect’s Yin and Yang style.” Qing Yu smiled and said in his heart.
Yin and Yang rotate and lend their strength. This method was not to forcibly stop a forced intruder from entering the secret realm, but to give a one-way ticket and send him on a holiday to the spatial rift.
As he pondered, Tong Ming changed his seals one after another, striking out black and white runes, and the mirror surface also lit up in black and white, with the qi of yin and yang rotating within it, gradually swirling out a vortex.
“Sect Leader, the pa*sage has been opened, please.” Tong Ming maintained the true qi infusion and said.
Qing Yu looked at the vortex formed by this black and white Qi, and a red light flashed in his eyes, ‘It is the right pa*sage to enter the secret realm.’
One must not be defensive, although Qing Yu trusted Tong Ming’s loyalty to the True Martial Sect, he still could not trust others in this matter of his own safety.
After all, Tong Ming had been close to Xuan Chen in the past, so perhaps he had made some irrational decision in his head in a moment of incomprehension.
But as it turned out, Tong Ming hadn’t done anything irrational, and Qing Yu didn’t need to worry about what to do if there was one less True Martial Elder.
Stepping into the vortex, Qing Yu sensed a spatial shift, a momentary change of environment, and was already in the secret realm of the True Martial Sect.
In front of his eyes, he saw two statues of the True Martial Emperor standing opposite each other between two mountains, and a marble pavement stretched from his feet to the end of the valley between the two mountains.
“These two mountains, Yin and Yang, are where Lao Dao and Master Tong Hua used to retreat, and the end of the True Martial Path in the centre is where the True Martial Jade Bi is located.”
As Qing Yu followed Tong Ming along the way, the further he went into the valley, the thicker the fog became. The black fog on the left and the white fog on the right, the two colours of fog sometimes repelled each other and clashed fiercely, and sometimes they were born together, a cycle of yin and yang.
This is the place where the True Martial Sect’s Daoist tradition is rooted, and the secret realm is filled with yin and yang dao and yuan qi, evolving the mysteries of true martial arts.
If a martial artist with great enlightenment goes here, he or she may be able to comprehend the strange weather here and create a yin and yang technique.
Of course, this kind of Yin and Yang weather is of little help to Qing Yu. His martial arts realm is far beyond the natural evolution of this place.
Without a word, the two of them walked slowly, but they were both above the level of God and had the ability to shrink the earth to an inch, and in a short time they arrived at the end of the valley and saw the secret treasure of the True Martial Arts Sect, the True Martial Arts Jade Bi.
The Jade Biscuit was embedded in the mountain wall at the end of the valley, or rather, the Jade Biscuit had been created from the mountain wall after some transformation.
It is more than eight feet high and five feet wide, smooth as a mirror, seemingly reflecting the colours of the surrounding mountains, yin and yang, but when you look closely, it is a blur, with no shadow in sight.
“Uncle, you can go down first.” Qing Yu said.
Tongming nodded gently and disappeared into the black and white fog behind him.
“True Martial Jade Bi, the memories of the True Martial Emperor, can you answer my doubts?”
In a soft voice, a Yuan Shen flew out from Qing Yu’s top door and disappeared into the jade jade jade.
As soon as he entered the jade jade, countless images appeared in front of his eyes, all of which were scenes of the True Martial Emperor practicing martial arts, and an inexplicable connection connected Qing Yu to the True Martial Emperor in the images, enabling him to feel the changes in the True Martial Emperor’s perceptions and thoughts.
However, what Qing Yu had entered the jade jade was not the martial arts perceptions of the True Martial Emperor, but the images of the Daoist Ancestor deep in his memory.
As his mind raced, his powerful divine thoughts swept through the memories flowing around him like a plough, searching for the profound records of that ancient era, ten thousand years ago.
As the divine thoughts penetrated deeper, the face and aura of the True Martial Emperor gradually tended to become younger. From his later years to his youth, from the founding of the True Martial Sect to the time when he had sought the Dao in the past, Qing Yu bucked the life of the True Martial Emperor, crossing the divide of the years to the time when the Daoist Ancestor preached ten thousand years ago.
“Today, the Poor Dao sums up the essence of the Qi Practitioner, collects the essence of the ancient and modern worlds, and divides the realms ——”
The divine thoughts wiped away a layer of mist, and a voice that seemed old or young, not male or female, sounded. When Qing Yu heard this voice, he did not feel any strange, but rather a sense of hearing the voice of the Tao.
This is the voice of the Dao ancestor, the voice of the Heavenly Dao.
This was the deepest impression engraved in Emperor Zhenwu’s heart, and it was also his strongest feeling. Qing Yu could feel Emperor Zhenwu’s reverence and admiration for the Dao Ancestor the most because of that invisible connection.
