Chapter 72: Lonely Wind

  As a teacher, one should teach students, dispel their doubts and impart the way. Mohaiye said this to fulfill his duty as a master. Although Little Wang's cultivation was quite good, compared to Mohaiye, he still fell short. It's like a multimillionaire asking a salaryman about his monthly income - there's no need to hide anything. Moreover, a master is both a teacher and a father, so Little Wang didn't want to conceal anything either.

  Just as they were talking, the carriage arrived at the Temple of Ultimate Bliss. The two masters and disciples temporarily put aside their affairs and got off the carriage to enter the temple. Sha Ya, Che Li, Tuo Luo, Fa Xing, A Lai and others from the Five Divisions had already received news and came out to welcome Master and his younger brother. Little Prince Wang had a good relationship with the Five Divisions when he lived in the palace before, now that they were reunited after a long time, it was naturally another warm reunion.

  After dressing and washing, and after eating the food cooked in the temple kitchen, Mahākā?yapa gestured for the five groups to disperse, but summoned Yang Zhao to enter his quiet room together. The two sat facing each other on a mat, and picked up the topic they had just put down. Yang Zhao organized it slightly in her mind, and then explained one by one the threefold heart method of "Infinite Rain", "Infinite Thunder", and "Merciless Lightning" among the four symbols, as well as the two instruments "Heavenly Rotation and Earthly Movement", "Heavenly Withering and Earthly Aging", "Heavenly Collapse and Earthly Fissure", and so on.

  Regardless of the Four Symbols and Two Principles, they all originated from the I Ching of China. Mahākā?yapa was a person from Tianzhu, and he practiced Buddhist martial arts. However, the Orthodox Church of Bliss has been rooted in China for over a hundred years, and as the most outstanding sect leader since ancient times, Mahākā?yapa possessed unparalleled mastery of both literary and military strategy. Moreover, when it comes to the Tao of martial arts, once one reaches an extremely high level, all principles become interconnected. Therefore, after listening to Yang Zhao's self-realized martial arts mantra, he only needed a moment of contemplation before fully grasping the entire concept. After careful consideration, he immediately pointed out the areas that required improvement and correction to Young Master Wang, helping him integrate and refine his skills, and then further perfecting them.

  Yang Zhao's martial arts skills were mostly inspired by real combat. Although not created out of thin air, he was still young and limited by his experience and cultivation. The principles of the Four Symbols and Two Instruments were inevitably rough and imperfect. At this time, Mohe Ye helped him to summarize and organize, it was like a sudden enlightenment, and he felt a sense of great awakening. With rapt attention, he listened to Master's words, which were like pearls, many difficult problems that he had been thinking about for a long time but couldn't solve, as soon as Mohe Ye explained them briefly, they were immediately solved, and he was overjoyed.

  The candle on the wall was almost extinguished, and the explanation also came to a temporary end. Mohe Ye took a sip of water and said: "Zhao Er, since you have taken me as your master, it is reasonable that I should teach you the ultimate skill of our sect, the Six Spirits Technique. However, this time you went out, although the days were not long, but you have already naturally gained some understanding in the midst of life and death struggles, and started to walk on your own path of martial arts. This point is indeed difficult to come by and precious. It's hard to know how many people can break free from their own learned frameworks and create something new. I don't want to bury this spirit of yours, so at this stage, I'm not willing to let you put aside your current skills and follow me in practicing the Six Spirits Technique. This is not because I'm stingy or unwilling to teach, and Zhao Er should understand that."

  Yang Zhao nodded and said, "The disciple understands. The Six Gods' Secret is vast and profound, and the disciple's talent is dull. If he doesn't spend ten or eight years of hard work, it's likely that there will be no small achievement. Although the Easy Classic is not as good as the Six Gods' Secret, it suits the disciple himself better. Rather than being miscellaneous and impure, it's better to specialize in one door."

  Mohe Ye smiled and said, "Zhaoye doesn't need to belittle himself either. The 'Great Completion as if Lacking' mental state you've grasped is indeed the ultimate principle of martial arts. Following this path, your future achievements will be boundless. When you truly achieve greatness one day, you'll naturally be able to integrate with other schools and use their strengths to improve yourself, then further cultivate the 'Six Spirits Secret' and attain it in no time." After a pause, he continued, "However, with your current abilities, without the Yin-Yang Command, even the Two Principles Eight Methods would be difficult to execute. Anyway, the Yang Show rebellion won't be settled within a few days, so I'll help you complete the 'Unstable Wind' first, and let the Four Symbols integrate and connect before we proceed."

  Xiao Wangzi was overjoyed and immediately bowed to thank him. In fact, he had been thinking for a long time about how to complete the "Wu Chang Feng" and make the four symbols whole. Unfortunately, he had never had the opportunity - after all, he couldn't always be bursting out with his small universe at critical moments! Now that his master had given him guidance, it was of course much better than his own blind and aimless attempts.

  Mohe Ye smiled and nodded, raising his hand to lift Yang Zhao up. He said: "Although it's like this, but even if you think of Master's ability, it's not something that can be accomplished in a short time. If you rush, you won't succeed, come slowly, it's faster. Zhao Er, now you recite the Qianyang Gong heart formula taught by the 9,000-year-old professor again."

  Young Master Wang naturally had no objection. He nodded and immediately recited the first to fifth heavy work of Qianyang Heart Method that Jiucheng brought over, without missing a single word. The "Wordless True Classic" is indeed the source of martial arts for all eternity. Although it was only half of the first volume "Yuanshi Chapter", Mohaye thought about it for a longer time than when he listened to the Four Images and Two Instruments. After careful consideration, he explained the subtle and mysterious parts to Young Master Wang one by one.

  The technique of the five elements of dry yang, which was forcibly stuffed into his brain like a duck being fed, is quite awkward to use and far inferior to the "Mystical Mirror of Changes". However, at this moment, Moheye's detailed explanation opened up a new world for him, making him involuntarily fascinated by it and completely forgetting the passage of time.

  In this way, the two masters and disciples taught each other without realizing that the long night had passed. The eastern sky suddenly revealed a few pieces of white clouds. Before long, the sound of chickens chirping started again, but it was already daylight. Mahāyāna let out a long sigh and said: "It's just like this. Zhao'er, did you understand everything?"

  "I understand." Young King Wang bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for your teachings. I have gained a lot from them. The sky is already bright, and I want to go back to the palace now to visit my father and mother. I bid farewell."

  The master of the Extreme Joy Sect waved his hand and said, "There's no need to rush. Anyway, you'll be entering the palace later to attend the morning court session with me, so just tidy up first and have breakfast with me before we go." He stood up, adjusted his clothes, and helped Yang Zhao out of the quiet room. The two had only taken a few steps in the corridor when they suddenly saw someone's shadow flash by at the corner of the house. Yang Zhao's eyes were sharp, and he quickly took a glance to determine that the person was not any of the Five Departments' members, and immediately shouted loudly, "Who is it?"

  That figure didn't flinch or dodge, but instead walked out of the shadow at the corner of the house with a big stride, and said to Moha Ye: "Ye Lang, it's me." The master of the Extreme Joy Sect was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's Qingfeng. Why did you get up so early? You shouldn't sleep in a bit more?"

  "Qingfeng? This name... sounds familiar?" Yang Zhao's mind seemed to recall something, but it wasn't quite clear. As he gazed intently at the eastern horizon, where the morning light was condensing, all he saw was a young woman in her early twenties. Her bright eyes shone like stars, her skin as white as snow, seemingly fragile enough to be blown away by a gentle breeze. The faintly upturned corners of her red lips exuded a radiant youthfulness, and the two small dimples on her cheeks were filled with an intense passion that seemed to overflow. Such beauty was rare among the women Yang Zhao had seen in his life; only Qing Hui or Ming Yue could compare to her, and even Tang Qiong would have to yield to her by a hair. As he watched her smile faintly in the morning light, she said: "Qingfeng missed Ye Lang, so I couldn't sleep last night either. Ye Lang, are you done instructing your disciple? Qingfeng made breakfast personally."

  Moheye walked over and took Yu Ren's arm, smiling: "The millet porridge and roasted mung bean biscuits made by Qingfeng are the most delicious. As a husband, you have good fortune again." After a pause, he said: "Zhao'er, come and pay respects to your teacher's mother."

  Yang Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Shifu? When did you...?" Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and after a moment, he finally remembered who the woman standing before him, known as "Qingfeng", really was. She was actually an undercover spy sent by the Chaoyang Tian Shi sect.

  There won't be any mistakes. Relying on his memories before crossing over, Yang Zhao remembered it clearly. In the original comic book, Zhēn Yī Dào Zhǎng Jiào Cháoyáng Tiān Shī, in the last battle with Mó Hē Yè, suffered a crushing defeat and fell into the rapid current, but was rescued by a young girl. This young girl took good care of Cháoyáng Tiān Shī, and as they spent their days together, Cháoyáng Tiān Shī gradually fell deeply in love with this young girl, but because of his identity as a monk, he didn't dare to express his feelings to the young girl.

  After that, Chaoyang Tiānshī suffered damage to his meridians, making it impossible for him to make progress in martial arts no matter how hard he practiced. In order to defeat Mahāyē, his arch-nemesis, he made up his mind to do whatever it takes to win and asked the girl to get close to Mahāyē, waiting for an opportunity to steal the "Six Spirits Manual". He hoped to find a weakness in Mahāyē's martial arts from it. The ending of the story is that the girl successfully gained the trust and true feelings of the master of the Extreme Joy Sect, stole the "Six Spirits Manual" and handed it over to Chaoyang Tiānshī, but also begged Chaoyang Tiānshī to spare Mahāyē's life after defeating him, so that she could quietly guard him with her own life.

  Unfortunately, all of this was discovered by Mohui Ye, and the Patriarch of the Extreme Joy Sect, who had been betrayed, was heartbroken and furious, and drove the girl away. From then on, he no longer believed that true love existed in the world. The girl, who was already pregnant at the time, gave birth to a daughter after leaving, but soon died of depression. And the manual that Chao Yang Tian Shi got his hands on turned out to be fake, and he also lost the woman he loved. This affair can be said to have ended in defeat for all three parties involved, with everyone emerging as losers.

  And the woman who turned Moheye and Chaoyang Tiānshī from arch-enemies to love rivals is named... Qingfeng.

  A gentle breeze.

  All sorts of memories floated up in his mind, although the process was complex, it was only a short two or three seconds in reality. Yang Zhao came back to himself and heard Mohe Ye smiling and saying: "That was two months ago, not long after you left Daxing, Zhao'er. At that time, Master followed the usual procedure of opening the Fa conference to lecture on the Fa. Your Shifu's mother stood up and asked Master questions about the scripture. Back and forth, Master took a liking to your Shifu's mother. Hehe, although Master has seen many women in his life, none of them can compare to your Shifu's mother. Perhaps this is fate."

  A gust of wind blew across her face, and she pushed him away, scolding: "Ye Lang, why are you saying such things? Aren't you afraid of corrupting the child?"

  Mocha Ye smiled and said: "I am a disciple of the Extremely Joyful Orthodox Sect, can I be taught to be bad so easily? Zhao Er, come and pay respects to your master's wife."

  Yang Zhao listened to his tone, obviously deeply in love with Shan Qingfeng, and had reached the point where he couldn't help himself. Underneath, he secretly sighed, swallowing back the words that had already risen to his throat, and respectfully bowed his fist, saying: "Disciple Yang Zhao, greetings to Master's wife."

  "Ah, I don't dare to presume." Shan Qingfeng seemed to be taken aback and quickly released Mo He's arm, bowing his head and saying: "Commoner girl Shan Qingfeng has also met His Highness the King of Henan."

  "Alright, alright, we're all family, what's the point of making such a fuss? Mohaiye waved his hand dismissively and smiled: "Let's go have breakfast. After breakfast, it'll be time for the morning court."

  Occasionally, I would click on the red ticket and split it with a divider line.

  It is said that during the Sui and Tang dynasties, there were several people with the surname Shan. There was Shan Qingfeng, Shan Meixian, and also Shan Xiongxin...