I Have A Disciple Simulator - Chapter 86 - Chapter 86: Chapter 86: The State Preceptor Visits

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: The State Preceptor Visits

“It turns out Tang poetry and Song lyrics also have such an effect, truly an unexpected gain.”

Lu Changsheng took a breath of relief after concluding the simulation.

Afterward, Lu Changsheng headed to Ten Thousand Swords Peak to discuss the Taiqmg Wuji Technique with the Taiyuan real person.

The Taiyuan real person’s cultivation of the Taiqing Wuji Technique had reached Great Perfection, and discussing with him could resolve Lu Changsheng’s doubts.

In the main hall of Mount Shu, the State Preceptor of Great Xia came to visit with several Great Confucians.

“Mount Shu stretches for thousands of miles, yet it is a mountain suspended in the sky, truly beyond belief. I originally thought myself to be uniquely gifted reaching the seventh layer of the Dao Palace realm in just four hundred years’ and I didn’t take the geniuses of the six major sects seriously. However, Lu has changed my mind. The six major sects indeed have a deep foundation and produce outstanding talents generation after generation.”

“Lu has done me a favor by entrusting me to refine ten talismans, which I have completed. Hearing that Lu is cultivating at Qingyun Peak, I have come to pay a visit.”    ’

The State Preceptor of Great Xia handed over his visiting card, requesting to visit Qingyun Peak.

“State Preceptor, please follow me.”

A Golden Core Realm disciple of Mount Shu led the way, treating the State Preceptor of Great Xia with great courtesy.

The State Preceptor of Great Xia was one of the strongest cultivators in the Great Xia dynasty, at the seventh layer of the Dao Palace realm, higher than most elders of Mount Shu in cultivation.

Furthermore, the Great Xia dynasty was affiliated with Mount Shu, making the two allies.

The Golden Core Realm disciple of Mount Shu led the State Preceptor of Great Xia and the several Great Confucians in sword flight, turning into streaks of light, weaving through the sea of clouds around Mount Shu. The clouds changed form endlessly.

“Mount Shu is worthy of being the leader among the six major sects. It is a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons abound. There are many powerful auras…”

This was the State Preceptor’s first visit to Mount Shu, and he could sense auras from Nascent Soul Realm and Dao Palace realm experts all over the mountain peaks.

The group landed at the gate of Qjngyun Peak, where several bamboo huts were adjacent, and a woman dressed in a Moonlight Skirt was seen rolling up her sleeves to grind ink.

On sensing the arrival of outsiders, she lifted her delicate head slightly, her brows and eyes showing a trace of bewilderment.

Other than Chen Yao from Bimoon Peak and occasionally the Mount Shu disciples who came to report, Qjngyun Peak was always tranquil.

“Who are you?”

“I am Zhang Qianzai, State Preceptor of the Great Xia dynasty, specially here to visit Elder Lu of Qingyun Peak. Please pass on my request.”

“My master has gone to Ten Thousand Swords Peak, please wait here for the esteemed guest.”

The woman in the Moonlight Skirt was none other than Lu Changsheng’s third disciple, Mo Huazhi.

“All right.”

The State Preceptor of Great Xia was inwardly startled, not expecting this woman to be a disciple of Daoist Lu.

State Preceptor, this lady cultivates the Confucian Dao.”

“The Four Treasures of the Study she’s using all seem to be no ordinary items.” The several Great Confucians accompanying the State Preceptor to Qingyun Peak’s cave dwelling noticed that the Four Treasures used by Mo Huazhi, who was grinding ink, were extraordinary.

A superior spiritual artifact, the White Fox Spirit Brush.”

“White Deer Paper.”

“Ice Jade Inkstone.”

“What? That ink block, could it be Xuanlong Huanmo?”

I remember that even the State Preceptor himself has only three pieces of Xuanlong Huanmo, which he does not use lightly.”

The few Great Confucians recognized the Four Treasures of the Study Mo Huazhi was using as rare items, among which Xuanlong Huanmo was an exceptional ink treasure.

Yet such an exceptional ink treasure was being used by a Golden Core Realm cultivator for calligraphy practice?

Even the State Preceptor was taken aback.

Lu Changsheng is really good to his disciples.

He is generous enough to use Xuanlong Huanmo for the cultivation practice of a Golden Core Realm disciple.

In the Great Xia Literary Court, Great Confucians at the Dao Palace realm hesitate to use Xuanlong Huanmo.

Xuanlong Huanmo, unlike a magical treasure, is a consumable.

“Wait…”

The State Preceptor sensed an aura of exuberant talent radiating from Mo Huazhi.

Mo Huazhi ignored everyone present, cultivating on her own.

Her master’s kindness weighed on her like a mountain, and aside from advancing her cultivation quickly, she had no other way to repay him.

Mo Huazhi held the White Fox Spirit Brush in her hand, dipping it into the ink of the Xuanlong Huanmo, and wrote fervently.

The State Preceptor of Great Xia looked at the White Deer Paper and murmured, Zhao guest binding his warrior’s knot, Wu hook glimmering with frost and snow. Silver saddle shines upon the white steed, galloping swiftly like a falling star…”             b

As Mo Huazhi’s brush finished the final stroke, the words exuded an overwhelming aura of murder. The State Preceptor of Great Xia and several Great Confucians saw the lonely figure of a gallant knight appear, with a Wu hook Precious Sword in hand that was like frost and snow, while the silver saddle and white horse shone together, speeding like the swishing of a meteor. Ten steps to kill one man, a thousand miles without leaving a trace.

The knightly apparition wielded the sword, thrusting at several Great Confucians.

An aura of death approached them head-on, causing several Great Confucians to break out in cold sweat. Except for the State Preceptor of Great Xia, the others instinctively raised their sleeves to shield themselves.

The knightly apparition passed through several Great Confucians and dissipated into the air.

“She hasn’t yet infused it with Magnificent Righteous Qi; this is just the poetry taking form. Otherwise, there would have been casualties.”

The State Preceptor of Great Xia looked solemn.

“A Golden Core Realm Confucian Scholar, capable of expressing such poetic power, truly is a heaven-sent talent.” Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his expression changed, “Could it be that this girl possesses the Body of the Literary Sage!”

“Literary Sage!”

Several Great Confucians were taken aback.

The Body of the Literary Sage, rare in the world, was the most suitable constitution for practicing the Confucian Dao.

Who could have thought that Qingyun Peak would harbor not just one, but two special constitutions, the Martial King Divine Physique and the Body of the Literary Sage?

“Lu truly is an extraordinary figure, not only with his astonishing cultivation but also with two disciples who are peerless geniuses. If this girl were my disciple, it would have saved me a great deal of worry.”

The State Preceptor of Great Xia lamented.

The several Great Confucians he had brought along were all his disciples with cultivations ranging from the Golden Core Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Yet, their potential was far from that of Mo Huazhi with the Body of the Literary Sage.

Hearing their teacher’s words, the Great Confucians exchanged wry smiles among themselves – how could they compare to someone with the Body of the Literary Sage?

It’s indeed demoralizing to compare oneself to others.

Moreover, Mo Huazhi was cultivating rapidly in the Golden Core Realm with the aid of treasures like the Xuanlong Huanmo. Without a few years’ time she would likely reach the Nascent Soul Realm and stepping into the Dao Palace Realm would be no difficult feat.

A streak of light descended, and a Daoist, ethereal and noble, with a handsome appearance, appeared.

Lu Changsheng’s thoughts shifted, and his Flying Sword returned to its sheath. After obtaining the high-grade Innate Spirit Treasure True Martial Sword, Lu Changsheng used the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder Sword for Sword Flight. With the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder Sword activated, wind and thunder moved together.

Lu Changsheng, having returned from Ten Thousand Swords Peak, made progress with his Taiqing Wuji Technique.

Not only that, but after contemplating the sword intent left by previous Sect Leaders of Mount Shu at the myriad sword steles, his comprehension of the Sword Dao deepened, leading to his partial mastery of the seventh form of the True Martial Nine Forms.

Lu Changsheng sensed someone had come to visit Qingyun Peak and saw it was the State Preceptor of Great Xia.

“Lu, I owe you for last time. As per your advice, I have crafted ten Talismans as compensation,” said the State Preceptor of Great Xia.

The State Preceptor of Great Xia took out ten Talismans, which were of the fourth and fifth grade.

“You are thoughtful, Preceptor.”

Seeing the State Preceptor of Great Xia come as promised, Lu Changsheng accepted the ten Talismans.

The uses of these ten Talismans were significant.

Lu Changsheng could reward his disciples with them or exchange for even higher-grade Talismans.

Like Elixir Pills, Talismans were consumables – the more, the better, and they could save lives when necessary.

“I see your disciple here is a Literary Sage by constitution. I have a request ” the State Preceptor said.

“Please, speak.”

“If a day comes when your beloved disciple becomes a Literary Sage, could she visit the Literary Court of our Great Xia Dynasty to enlighten our stagnant Confucian Scholars?”

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