1090: C1090 Chapter 10090 One Thought to Become a Devil

C1090 Chapter 10090 One Thought to Become a Devil

This elder's temperament had long since reached the level of Transcendence, and he viewed fame and fortune as grass.

Cultivating in seclusion for more than ten years and comprehending that peerless cultivation method was not intentional, but rather inadvertently comprehending it while thinking about the Grand Dao of the heavens and the earth.

He had originally decided that he would never ask the mortal world again in this lifetime, focusing on meditating in seclusion and comprehending the Dao.

The reason he came out of seclusion this time was not to give face to the Sect Chief. It was because Wudang Mountain had not produced such a heaven warping talent for a long time. He hoped to carve this genius young man into a promising talent, and not only would he become a great figure in Wudang, but he would also become a great figure in Wudang. On the path of revitalizing Daoism, he hoped even more that he would be able to benefit the people of the world.

It could be said that he'd put a lot of effort and blood into Zhou Dingtian, and he'd put all of his efforts into cultivating him into a promising talent.

He had asked Zhou Dingtian to fetch water and chop firewood every day. He had scolded Zhou Dingtian loudly, but in fact, it was all for the sake of Zhou Dingtian's good.

Because this elder had long seen that although Zhou Dingtian had an excellent constitution, his temperament was very impetuous. If this continued, it would only harm himself.

However, Zhou Dingtian did not understand this kind of good intention.

Dissatisfaction grew in Zhou Dingtian's heart day by day.

In his opinion, this old man deliberately stopped him from taking the top spot for three years, making him miss the opportunity to enter the Treasure Pavilion. He was suppressing him, not wanting him to show off and be afraid that his cultivation would surpass his.

Then, he had him chop firewood and fetch water every day, completely treating him as a servant and ordering him around.

Every day, he still had to read those bullsh * t things. As long as he made a small mistake, he would be harshly reprimanded.

He felt that he was the pride of the entire Wudang Mountain, the most outstanding disciple of the entire Wudang Mountain. In the future, he would definitely be a leading figure in the path of Daoism, perhaps the next sect master.

However, this old undying thing was doing everything in his power to stop him.

This sort of emotion was accumulating more and more. Finally, it reached a point where it could not be stopped.

One day, when this elder went out, not only did he become lazy, he also sneaked into the elder's room and found the legendary supreme cultivation technique.

According to the rumors, if he cultivated this cultivation technique, he would be invincible under the heavens.

Zhou Dingtian was so excited that he imagined that he would master the cultivation technique and look down on the world.

However, before he could open the secret book of this cultivation technique, the elder who had gone out suddenly came back and caught him.

Of course, he couldn't help but scold Zhou Dingtian, and then he was punished to copy the classic Taoist art that lasted all night.

However, the next morning, the elder still prepared a sumptuous breakfast for him. Then, he told him earnestly that the cultivation technique was originally intended to be passed on to him, but the time was not yet right. If he rashly cultivated it, he was afraid that he would suffer from qi deviation.

Then, this elder told Zhou Dingtian a lot about how to be a human being.

As Zhou Dingtian drank the bland porridge, he nodded in agreement. In fact, he didn't take a word of it. In his heart, he only thought that the old man didn't want to teach him the cultivation method at all. All kinds of excuses such as timing were just excuses.

As long as he could think of a way to get that cultivation method and cultivate it to a peerless level, would he still need to look at others' faces?

This thought grew increasingly wild in Zhou Dingtian's heart. However, ever since he caught him peeking at the secret manual, that old man never went out again, guarding against him like he was guarding against thieves.

At least Zhou Dingtian thought so.

If this continued, he was afraid that he would have to fetch water and chop firewood on this mountain for his whole life, so he had to change everything as soon as possible!

Since the old man was guarding against him like he was guarding against thieves, he might as well go all out and find a way to get rid of this old man. Then, he would take the secret book and go far away.

After he cultivated his peerless cultivation in the future, even if the entire Wudang Mountain came knocking on his door, he would not be afraid!

He would become a devil in an instant.

Actually, he was not like this when he was young. At that time, he respected his master and had a simple mind.

However, it just so happened that his excellent talent pushed him into a path of no return.

If he was only a youth with mediocre talent, if nothing unexpected happened, he would be on Wudang Mountain and concentrate on his cultivation.

Even if he couldn't become a great figure in the future, at least he would be able to live a meaningful life.

However, his journey had been too smooth. No matter if it was literature or martial arts, he would always only need to put in a little bit of effort, and he would be able to far surpass other brothers who had put in so much effort.

No matter what he did, he would always be able to easily stand out.

He slowly began to look down on others. He was also very proud of his brothers who had once taken great care of him.

Even when he walked, he wanted to raise his head and let his nostrils point at the sky to vent his anger.

After he became the disciple of this elder, his cultivation improved day by day. At the same time, his heart, which was restless and swelling, grew wildly.

My talent is so high, so outstanding. Why should I fetch water and chop firewood every day? Why should I make things difficult for myself?

These bull-nosed old Daoists were obviously jealous of me. They were afraid that I would surpass them one day and threaten their position in Wudang Mountain.

He will not go against them!

He began to slowly wait for the opportunity and carefully planned it without batting an eyelid.

He began to create an illusion. He was very diligent in fetching water and chopping firewood every day, and whenever he had the time, he would hold a Taoist classic and read it aloud.

He was also very respectful to that elder, and he would greet him on time every day.

That elder saw that he had changed so much and felt very gratified. He felt that these few years of painstaking training had not been in vain.

That elder was even thinking that if Zhou Dingtian could continue to maintain this state, he would be able to teach that cultivation method to Zhou Dingtian in five years.

However, the elder did not realize that a catastrophe was about to happen to him.

Even though Zhou Dingtian was a rare genius in a hundred years, there was still a big gap between him and this elder, who had devoted himself to cultivation for several decades and whose talent was not much worse than his.

There was no chance at all if he tried to take it by force.

He could only wait patiently for the right time.

After a year of observation and planning in secret, Zhou Dingtian finally found a loophole.

This elder would practice a breathing technique to purify the vital energy in his body on the first and fifteenth day of every month.

This breathing technique required one to devote all of one's heart and soul to it, and when the vital energy between the third and fourth layers were converted, the vital energy would have a temporary stagnation.

This stagnation only lasted for a short moment, not even a second, but this was Zhou Dingtian's only chance.

Although it was a bit risky, Zhou Dingtian still decided to bet everything on this!

He was not in a hurry to succeed, but patiently observed and tested.

Every day when the sky had just turned dark, Zhou Dingtian would go to a cliff in front of the Taoist temple and pick a very precious fragrant tea.

This kind of fragrant tea could not be picked overnight. As long as it was picked, it must be made into tea soup in time to be used.

Every day, Zhou Dingtian would pick this kind of fragrant tea and make it into tea, then send it to the elder's room.

In the beginning, the elder did not let him do this. He just said that he should drink some ordinary tea leaves from the Taoist temple.2

However, Zhou Dingtian said that he had heard that this kind of tea had the effect of prolonging one's life. He didn't want his Master to grow old, so he picked this kind of tea every day for his Master to drink.

Seeing his filial piety, which was also a way to temper his character, the elder gradually accepted Zhou Dingtian's offer. Every night, Zhou Dingtian would prepare the tea soup to be sent to his room.

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