"Master, I have something else for you."
Dragon Mountain Daoist looked over curiously, only to see Ning Qi hand him a prescription.
It was a modified Body Tempering Powder.
"Disciple felt that the original Body Tempering Powder still had room for improvement in its efficacy during my leisure time, so I made some adjustments. The effect has more than doubled compared to before."
Dragon Mountain Daoist was stunned, then overjoyed.
He didn't doubt Ning Qi's words.
With the True Martial Stake already in front of him, Dragon Mountain Daoist accepted it very quickly.
The True Martial Stake was already an incredibly pleasant surprise, but this improved Body Tempering Powder could visibly benefit the True Martial Sect, allowing the True Martial Sect Disciples to grow even faster. This was a peerless treasure that could deepen the School's Foundation!
Dragon Mountain Daoist looked at Ning Qi with eyes full of relief.
At this moment.
He genuinely felt.
Perhaps bringing Ning Qi to Zhenwu Mountain back then was the wisest decision he had ever made in his life.
With such a Disciple, what more could he ask for?
"Little Nine, you can tell your Master whatever you need. Since you are now a Zhenwu Guardian, from now on, you can freely use all resources of the True Martial Sect."
Dragon Mountain Daoist said solemnly.
The Zhenwu Guardian, hidden in the shadows, was the absolute trump card of the True Martial Sect, so his treatment was naturally excellent.
Not to mention Ning Qi's contributions to the True Martial Sect.
At this time, Dragon Mountain Daoist had completely abandoned his previous thoughts. When he had just come out of seclusion, he was still thinking that he should plan a Martial Saint path for Ning Qi to avoid wasting his talent, but after seeing Ning Qi's Prodigy-like talent, he changed his mind.
The best way to teach such a Genius was to provide ample resources and let him Cultivate freely.
Other areas did not need interference.
Otherwise, if he led him astray, Dragon Mountain Daoist would never forgive himself.
Ning Qi felt a slight excitement in his heart, not expecting such benefits after becoming a Guardian.
What did he long for most?
It must be the True Martial Sect's Scripture Pavilion.
Inside, there were not only various Martial Arts Secret Manuals but also many Daoist classics, Feng Shui and divination texts, medical treatises, and so on.
In the past, even though Dragon Mountain Daoist favored him greatly, he could only read a portion of them. After all, without rules, nothing can be accomplished. Even the many True Disciples within the School, who enjoyed better treatment, still had to consider their contributions and could not take things as they pleased. Otherwise, in the long run, the School would inevitably decline or even perish.
"Master, may I live in the Scripture Pavilion from now on?" Ning Qi asked expectantly.
Borrowing books every time takes time; it would be better to just move there directly.
Although the True Dragon Pile could already be called a peerless Stake Cultivation, Ning Qi was still not satisfied. If he could use the many Martial Arts in the Scripture Pavilion as a Foundation, perhaps he could create an even more powerful Stake Cultivation.
If he could transform this entire Scripture Pavilion into his own Foundation, Ning Qi's path of growth would surely be smoother.
Full-level Comprehension Ability was indeed powerful, but it also required continuous self-accumulation.
Dragon Mountain Daoist was slightly stunned, not expecting Ning Qi to propose such a condition.
He thought for a moment and said:
"Living in the Scripture Pavilion might not be very convenient, and you wouldn't have enough space to practice martial arts. How about this: I'll have someone build a new residence for you near the Scripture Pavilion. It will be quiet and undisturbed. On weekdays, if you want to read, you can go directly to the Scripture Pavilion, and if you want to practice martial arts, you can do so at your own residence."
Ning Qi was overjoyed; this was naturally even better.
"Thank you, Master!"
"However, the classics in the Scripture Pavilion are vast; you must not get lost in them and must grasp the proper balance."
Dragon Mountain Daoist smiled slightly.
"Are there no other requests?"
"Not for now."
"Then we'll talk about it if you think of anything later."
He motioned for Ning Qi to sit down.
"Today, I've come to talk to you about the martial Dao checkpoints, which are also some of my experiences over these many years."
"The eight Realms of Body Tempering: Skin, Flesh, Tendons, and Bones are the outer four Realms. Organs, Marrow, Blood, and Spirit are the inner four Realms. When inner and outer combine, it is Perfection..."
"In the outer four Realms, Bone Refining is the most important; it is the bridge connecting the inner and outer..."
"In the inner four Realms, Spirit Refining is the most dangerous and requires the most patience..."
Dragon Mountain Daoist spoke eloquently.
He only talked about experience, nothing else. How much Ning Qi could use was entirely up to him.
Ning Qi listened with rapt attention.
This was an unreserved transmission of knowledge. For him, this kind of martial Dao experience was exactly what he needed, as it could help him avoid detours.
At this moment, flashes of inspiration were already appearing in Ning Qi's mind, and he immediately felt that there were a few imperfections in the True Martial Stake he had created earlier.
The setting sun's afterglow slanted down, as Master and Disciple discussed the Dao.
It was like a painting.
...
Time passed leisurely.
Ning Qi had already reached the Major Achievement of Flesh Refining, capable of generating eight hundred catties of Qi with a single swing of his arm. For a three-year-old child, this was indeed a bit exaggerated, but thinking about it, it was also normal. The Flesh Refining Realm was originally a Realm for increasing Qi, and coupled with the peerless Foundation built by Ning Qi's True Martial Stake, it was even more exaggerated.
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And today.
Ning Qi was packing his things.
His residence at the Scripture Pavilion was finally ready.
Third Senior Sister Ye Qinghe, Fourth Senior Brother He Yan, and Fifth Brother Jiang Baishan all came to help.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Little Nine, tell me honestly, are you Master's illegitimate son!"
Ye Qinghe said, unable to resist pinching Ning Qi's cheek while packing.
Ning Qi rolled his eyes and pushed her hand away.
"Third Senior Sister, if you have the guts, go tell Master that to his face."
He Yan and Jiang Baishan exchanged glances, both smiling wryly.
If it were them, they wouldn't dare say such a thing.
As the only female Disciple among the nine True Disciples, Dragon Mountain Daoist also doted on Ye Qinghe greatly. However, complaining in private was one thing; if she actually dared to say it to his face, she would inevitably be punished with scripture copying and standing.
She sniffed, voicing the thoughts of He Yan and Jiang Baishan.
"Hmph hmph, then why would Master, that old man, only allow you to live near the Scripture Pavilion and even tell us not to disturb you when you practice martial arts?"
The three of them were a bit jealous.
They felt that their Master was a bit biased, but more than that, they wanted to tease Ning Qi.
Ning Qi's eyes darted around, and he smiled, saying:
"You really want to know?"
Three pairs of eyes looked over in unison.
"Because I am a peerless Genius!"
Ning Qi hoisted his bag, leaving the three with the arrogant back of a Dragon.
Ye Qinghe and the other two were dumbfounded, feeling a bit annoyed, then exchanged smiles:
"Stinky Little Nine."
Although they were a bit jealous, they didn't feel unbalanced. Ning Qi's talent was obvious to all. Many True Disciples had implicitly regarded Ning Qi as the future of the True Martial Sect. Moreover, Ning Qi was someone they had watched grow up day by day, treating him like a younger brother.
Soon.
The four arrived at Ning Qi's new residence.
Ye Qinghe and the other two couldn't help but tease him again, then left after giving some instructions.
"Little Nine, you Cultivate well on your own. If anything happens, find us anytime."
Ning Qi watched the three leave, then surveyed his new home, his heart filled with joy.
The courtyard was spacious and quiet, located behind the Scripture Pavilion, so no one would disturb him normally.
He looked at the distant Scripture Pavilion, excitement gradually welling up in his eyes.
For him, that was the Foundation of longevity.