I Can Replicate Martial Arts

"On the Gui Xu Pangu Continent, aside from the vast Wilderness in the deepest regions near the North Pole, the areas inhabited by humans have been occupied by the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"With support from the Court, the various sects successfully brought back most of our fellow martial artists. However, due to limited transport capacity, the two fleets only brought back one hundred thousand ordinary civilians."

"The Great Shang has now occupied the coastline. We can no longer send warships over."

"They are on their way back now."

Master Qingyang replied.

Hearing his words, Zhao Rui fell silent for a moment. The Song Realm was not very large, with a population under ten million. Years of constant war, especially the protracted, bitter struggle against the Great Shang, had caused a sharp decline in their numbers.

But even so, millions still remained.

Only rescuing a few tens of thousands of people truly wasn’t a lot.

There’s a limit to what one can do.

Faced with the overwhelming might of the Great Shang, the Central Plains Court had already shown the utmost benevolence by sending troops to help at all.

Besides, this was not the time to be sentimental. Before long, the Great Zhou would attack, and the Exotic Beasts would also run rampant.

The Central Plains were also in imminent danger.

"Yes. I have imposed on everyone during my stay."

Zhao Rui smiled at the group and expressed his thanks.

After returning from Huashan, he had gone straight to Taishan Peak to use the Pure Yang True Qi here to temper himself.

He evolved the Purple Mist Divine Skill he had learned, producing the Misty Purple Qi.

He also greatly improved his physical constitution.

Although his Cultivation was high before, he had only opened his Acupoints, and his physical body was not much stronger than that of an ordinary Dharma Grandmaster.

Now, after being nourished by the Misty Purple Qi, he had been completely transformed.

Not only had his physical strength increased significantly, but his body’s vitality had also changed dramatically.

This Misty Purple Qi is produced when the Purple Mist Divine Skill is cultivated to its absolute apex.

Besides cultivating the Misty Purple Qi, he had also spent all the Advancement Points he had recently gained on his Acupoints, opening all one hundred and eight of them in his body.

With all his Acupoints open, the speed at which he absorbed and circulated True Qi was incomparable to before. The power of a single move had multiplied several times over.

However, none of this was the greatest gain from his Cultivation during this period.

The greatest gain was his discovery that the 108 Acupoints were not the end. After opening all of them, the system had surprisingly displayed a prompt about opening Primordial Acupoints.

Zhao Rui studied it for a while and discovered that he had actually encountered these Primordial Acupoints before, but he just hadn’t paid much attention at the time.

These Primordial Acupoints were, in fact, the locations of the body’s Hidden Meridians.

The Hidden Meridians could be understood as Innate Spiritual Veins. The human body is composed of a physical body and a Divine Soul. Acupoints are the nodes of the physical body’s Meridians, while Primordial Acupoints are the nodes of the Divine Soul’s Hidden Meridians.

Deeper cultivation in the Martial Dao involved merging the physical body and Divine Soul into one, comprehending the mysteries of heaven and earth, and reaching the realm of the Martial Peak.

Of course, this information wasn’t provided by the system. The system only offered basic information about the Primordial Acupoints.

These future directions for Cultivation were something Zhao Rui had figured out on his own during this time, based on his understanding of the Primordial Acupoints.

As for whether he was right, that was something he would have to slowly explore in his future Cultivation.

"You are too kind, Master. It is a great fortune for the Taishan Sect that you experienced an epiphany here."

Mu Hua Zi said with a smile, stroking his beard.

"You flatter me."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the group descended the peak and returned to the Taishan Sect’s base.

That night, Zhao Rui called Miao Miaomiao to his residence and, under the cover of darkness, imparted to her a Dharma Divine Technique he had comprehended from his insights into the Primordial Acupoints, called the Celestial Heart One Mind Technique.

This Cultivation Technique could cultivate both the physical body and the Divine Soul simultaneously. A sufficiently talented person could possess Dharma Level Divine Techniques even while in the Divine Void Realm. Although they wouldn’t have the endurance of a Dharma Realm expert, it was still a Peak Martial Art for boosting one’s power in battle.

However, this Martial Art had very high requirements. Only a Martial Artist like Miao Miaomiao, who specialized in Divine Soul Techniques, would have a chance of mastering it.

After imparting this Cultivation Technique, Zhao Rui then taught her the Cloud Sea Green Wave Palm, a technique he had refined by fusing various other Martial Arts.

This Martial Art was also something Zhao Rui had comprehended during this period. It was a type of Palm Technique with considerable power.

"You can teach this Palm Technique to the disciples of the Taishan Sect on my behalf. Consider it payment for my use of their Misty Purple Qi."

Zhao Rui said in a clear voice after he finished teaching her.

As soon as Miao Miaomiao heard this, she understood Zhao Rui’s kind intentions.

He was bestowing the honor of the Transmission upon her.

"You’re leaving?"

She had also heard the intention of departure in Zhao Rui’s voice. The two of them were apart more often than they were together. Although they had never consummated their relationship, their feelings for each other were clear.

Now, having spent only a brief time together, he was about to leave again, and Miao Miaomiao couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy.

"A great battle is imminent. I have to return to Qingcheng Mountain. At a time like this, every bit of extra strength means one less sacrifice."

Zhao Rui smiled gently, stroking her jet-black hair and kissing her forehead.

"I know. If it weren’t for these Gui Xu people, right now, we might still be watching the moon in the little grove on campus."

Miao Miaomiao couldn’t help but think back to the days when the two of them would hide in that small grove to practice their Martial Arts.

Those times, though brief, were her happiest and most cherished memories.

"How about we play a song together, on the zither and flute?"

"I’d love to!"

The two exchanged a smile, fetched their instruments, and then leaped into the air, flying towards Taishan Peak.

Upon reaching the mountain hall, Zhao Rui made a casual gesture, and the sea of clouds in the distance instantly swirled towards him like a waterspout.

In just a moment, a tide of clouds rose up beneath them.

The flute began, the zither soared!

The sea of clouds stirred, the morning glow appeared!

As the sound of their duet on zither and flute rang out, Zhao Rui urged the sea of clouds to lift them both, and they drifted leisurely upwards as if riding the clouds and mist.

At that moment, the nascent sun appeared. A ray of Qingyang shone through a gap in the clouds and fell upon the world, landing precisely on the two of them.