Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 647: Chapter 377 The Number One Grandmaster in the World

Central Prefecture.

In the secluded depths of the mountains, a Daoist temple was situated halfway up the hill.

This temple did not appear very grand, and it seemed to attract few worshippers, but whether the halls or the door plaques, all were swept clean, free of any dust. The main gate’s door plaque bore three large characters.

Mysterious Heavenly Observatory.

In the back courtyard of the temple, nestled beside an ancient pine tree, sat a middle-aged Taoist clad in a simple Taoist robe. He was astonishingly seated at the edge of a small branch that extended from the ancient pine.

A breeze passed by, causing the ancient pine to sway ever so slightly; its branches and leaves rustled, and the middle-aged Taoist also swayed with the pine, as light as a feather, as if he were an invisible entity.

This ability to make the profound seem trivial, as if blending with the heaven and earth, was beyond the reach of ordinary Martial Men. Even some Grandmasters found it difficult to achieve such a natural and traceless state, where not even a ripple of Yuan Gang energy could be detected.

What the Taoist’s name was, not many in this world knew, but if his title were spoken aloud, it would resonate thunderously throughout the Da Xuan Dynasty, even in the remote areas of the Cold North, familiar to countless people.

Master Xuantian!

The Martial Arts’s ultimate state of Unity of Heaven and Man, he stood as one of the very few at the pinnacle of contemporary Martial Arts!

Rumors said that he was originally a disciple of the Da Xuan Royal Family who, upon hearing the Dao and entering Dao, abandoned his status for Cultivation, traveled the world, and ultimately had a marvelous comprehension of the Yin Yang of heaven and earth, reaching the ranks of the strongest Martial Arts practitioners of the age.

“Senior brother, senior brother!”

Just as the breeze blew and the Taoist’s figure swayed with the ancient pine, suddenly a voice came through.

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Master Xuantian slowly opened his eyes and looked outside the courtyard to see a raggedly dressed, careless old Taoist with a grin, entering the courtyard and plopping down next to the stone table.

“What brings you this time? What did you encounter?”

Master Xuantian did not mind the old Taoist’s casualness, his own figure still rocking with the pine branch, he asked with an even tone.

The old Taoist just laughed heartily, grabbed the teapot from the stone table, poured himself a stream of cold tea straight from the spout, gulped it down, and then said, “This matter, I’m afraid that even you, senior brother, will be greatly surprised!”

“Oh?”

Master Xuantian’s gaze remained calm.

This younger brother of his enjoyed wandering around the world, in search of the principles and destinies of heaven — a pursuit not uncommon in this world. Places like the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion in the Cold North and Destiny Tower in Central Prefecture were founded on this very pursuit. However, his younger brother’s distinct approach lay in merely observing without intervening, simply scrutinizing destiny without taking action, action through inaction.

The Heavenly Dao is ruthless and acts without intention. After peering into the mysteries of fate, attempting either to defy or comply with the prescribed destiny is to harbor a trace of ‘human desire.’ The further one goes in that direction, the farther they stray; only by observing inaction can one approach the natural law. This was the path of his younger brother.

At such a level and height, there was no longer any distinction between right and wrong in one’s path; each was merely a different route.

Although his younger brother was not as powerful in Martial Arts as he was, in terms of understanding and comprehending some philosophies and principles of heaven and earth, he was no less insightful. Every time he returned from his travels, their discussions on the Dao would reveal new insights to Master Xuantian.

“The Cold North Eleven States, lands of bitter cold,” said the old Taoist, putting down the teapot and musing with a smile, “For a thousand years scarcely a few capable figures have emerged, apart from that Heavenly Blade, and that Heavenly Sword from several centuries ago that came slightly closer to the true nature of heaven and earth.”

Master Xuantian quietly listened to the old Taoist’s narration, not interjecting, merely extending a hand gently in a wave.

Without a sound.

On the stone table, the teapot that the old Taoist had set down, already empty, suddenly shimmered with a wisp of black and white light. Gurgling sounds emerged as tea refilled the pot, turning from thick to thin, from cool to hot.

If a Grandmaster were present here, this sight would surely shock them, for this was not the manipulation of the Kan Water and Separating Fire Artistic Conception to brew a fresh pot of tea; rather, it was the reversal of the Yin Yang Rotation, reversing the changes that had occurred in the teapot, restoring it to a state some time ago when it was steeping fresh tea.

Such a feat was within the capability of Xia Yu’r, who also mastered the Yin Yang Domain, but unlike Master Xuantian, she could not achieve it with such effortless ease. His understanding and comprehension of the Yin Yang Rotation and the changes of the world had reached unfathomable depths.

This technique could truly be called ‘skill nearing the Dao’!

Gulp.

The teapot tilted gently, pouring a stream of clear tea into a cup beside it, which, following Master Xuantian’s beckoning hand, serenely settled into his grasp. He picked it up and took a modest sip.

Even for the old Taoist who was aware of Master Xuantian’s abilities and realm, witnessing this scene still left him slightly stunned, he said, “Senior brother, your manipulation of Yin Yang Rotation has grown even more exquisite. I can hardly see any hint of it; have you perhaps touched upon the Path of Time?”

“Still like looking at flowers through the fog or fishing for the moon in a well,” Master Xuantian said, shaking his head slightly.

All those who had reached the Celestial Human realm in Martial Arts had essentially pushed the Martial Arts of their time to their absolute limits, arriving at a point where the path ahead was no more, and any further advancement required their own exploration and discovery.

Some sought to refine the Martial Body, some sought to internalize the arts of heaven and earth, and Master Xuantian, in his quest for Dao, sought to use the Yin Yang Rotation to probe into the passage of time. He believed that the Qiankun Eight Phases did not encompass all of heaven and earth; time was not within the Eight Phases but existed within the universe. Therefore, there must exist the path of time.

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