Li Xin'an sat on the chair neatly, with her calves hanging in the air, and in front of her was steaming hot tea.
Pei Min, the Sword Master of the Tang Dynasty, sat opposite him, pouring tea in a hurry.
Li Xin'an's young attendant Wu Xiang was left outside, together with Pei Min's apprentice Chang Yu. Without the restraints of their master and teacher, the two started bickering unscrupulously.
Listening to the constant quarrels outside, Li Xin'an stroked her forehead helplessly.
"The servant is naughty and ignorant, which makes the gentleman laugh."
Pei Min didn't care, and said with a smile: "After all, he is just a child, so it doesn't matter. It's just that my stupid apprentice, who is so grown up, still has a child's heart, but he really made the young master laugh."
As he spoke, he wiped away the spilled tea on the table without leaving a trace.
Li Xin'an stared at Pei Min with burning eyes.
"The tea was too hot, so I spilled some, which made the young master laugh." Pei Min's clear face turned red, and he laughed loudly: "Drinking tea is troublesome, there are so many rules, how can it be fun to drink! If the young master is not still young,
, I will definitely have a drink with you."
Pei Min pushed the tea in front of Li Xin'an.
"Thank you, sir." Li Xin'an said, but his eyes never left Pei Min.
What he focused on was not the tea that Pei Min spilled on the table, but the way he wiped it away.
With a gentle flick of his hand on the table, the brown tea flowing all over the table disappeared in an instant.
But Li Xin'an didn't feel even a trace of warmth.
With such deep internal strength, he really is a supreme master, the Sword Master of the Tang Dynasty, he is well-deserved... Li Xin'an thought secretly.
Throughout the ages, how many people can be called "holy"?
And now there was someone sitting in front of him.
"Master, why don't you drink tea?" Pei Min held the tea cup and blew gently, letting the warm tea flow into his throat.
Li Xin'an nodded, picked up the teacup, raised it to his mouth, then put it down. After all, he still couldn't let go of the doubt in his heart and asked the question:
"May I ask, sir, are you in the first-grade heavenly realm?"
In all the martial arts in the world, apart from ordinary mediocre skills such as dancing with spears and sticks, those who can be called masters can only fall within these five realms.
The fifth-grade bronze-skinned and iron-bone realm, with a body as light as a swallow, walking as fast as flying, climbing over mountains and ridges as if walking on flat ground, has already begun to touch the threshold of martial arts, and can be regarded as a master in the eyes of ordinary people.
At the fourth level of blood energy realm, one can split boulders with swords and slay ferocious beasts with swords. They already have concentration in their hearts and are not affected by external objects. Most of the knights who walk in the rivers and lakes and the villains who lick blood with the tip of their swords are in the fourth level realm.
The third level of divine refining realm, those who enter this realm have truly entered the path of martial arts.
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, initially master the method of internal strength. On the battlefield, it is as easy to pick out the enemy general's head from a crowd of thousands of troops as to retrieve an object from a bag, and it is as easy as holding a title to a general. In the arena, you can establish a sect and serve as the founder of a sect.
However, there is a huge gap between the fourth grade and the third grade. The way to cross this gap and the cost will directly affect one's own strength after entering the third grade.
Because of this, below the third rank, the strength of people in the same rank is not much different. But above the third rank, the strength of people in the same rank is uneven.
Therefore, starting from the third level of the God Refining Realm, within the same level, there are three small levels of strength divided into upper, middle and lower levels.
The next step is the second-grade spirit transformation realm. There is a cave in the chest, the Qi can absorb the universe, the internal strength has reached the transformation realm, the martial arts is almost at its peak, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and the martial arts is enough to be passed down to future generations. Those who enter the second grade have no
One is not a one-in-a-million genius. Looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, there are only a few hundred second-grade masters.
Above the second level is the final first level. The first level is no longer simply three small steps: upper, middle and lower, but has their own names:
Return to the original state, return to the true state, the state of heaven and man.
Returning to the original state: Returning to one's original nature, with a childlike appearance, reborn, and no longer stuck to the world.
The state of returning to true nature: things move at will, thoughts follow the heart, clarity and enlightenment, and initial integration with the Tao.
Realm of Heaven and Man: The unity of Heaven and Man, the pinnacle of martial arts.
Today, there are only about twenty first-level masters in the world, and only three masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm.
Master Kasyapa, the abbot of the Great Bodhidharma Temple in the Western Regions, Zhang Guanqing, the contemporary headmaster of Wudang Mountain, and Murong De, the current leader of the martial arts alliance and the head of the Murong family in Suzhou.
And this Sword Master of the Tang Dynasty, ten years ago, was known as the first-class master closest to the realm of heaven and man.
What about now?
Pei Min looked at Li Xin'an with a smile and said nothing for a long time.
"Sir?" Li Xin'an couldn't hold it any longer and asked again.
"What about heavenly beings? So what if they are not heavenly beings?" Pei Min finally answered him.
"If you are a heavenly being, I will immediately kowtow and become your master. If you are not, and the Murong family does not accept outsiders, then I will go find Master Kassapa or the headmaster of Wudang." Li Xin'an said without hesitation.
Seemingly surprised by Li Xin'an's decisiveness, Pei Min showed a surprised expression, "Why do you insist on finding a master in the heavenly realm?"
Li Xin'an chuckled: "When it comes to learning martial arts, the higher the starting point, the better. Wouldn't it be best to have a master in the realm of heaven and man?"
"But those two masters of the Buddha's realm of heaven and earth, are you the ones who can worship you whenever you want? Isn't there a blood-clothed hall master who is in the first-grade return-to-origin realm in your father's house? This is the grass next to the nest right in front of you.
, Mr. Li didn’t even think about eating it?”
"I don't know about the Blood Clothes Hall." Li Xin'an replied.
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A flash of light flashed in Pei Min's eyes, and then he fell silent again.
"To be honest, I only learned from my disciple today that Li Linfu also has a Blood Clothes Hall and a first-class master." Li Xin'an smiled bitterly, "I... don't know anything."
He was just a concubine, and he had no right to know what happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion. No matter how much Li Linfu doted on him, there were some things that he could not tell his disobedient son.
"Now do you know why all the famous martial arts figures you visited rushed to hand over their secret books to you?"
Li Xin'an nodded bitterly.
"Sir, you haven't answered my question yet." Li Xin'an raised his head, the faint sad expression gone from his face.
"Sir, are you a heavenly being?"
Pei Min looked at the determined child and nodded slowly.
"Yes."
Li Xin'an jumped down from the chair, lifted up his clothes, knelt on the ground, and said loudly:
"Sir, please accept it and feel at ease!"
Pei Min did not agree and glanced at Li Xin'an with sharp eyes.
An invisible pressure filled the house.
On the floor, several gaps slowly opened from Pei Min's body outwards, heading towards Li Xin'an.
"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"
"Because I want to learn martial arts."
"Do you know the price of learning martial arts?"
"It's just suffering."
"It's just suffering? Do you know how many years it took Murongde, the current leader of the martial arts alliance, to become the best in the world?"
"……have no idea."
"Fifty years."
"so what?"
"Can you afford to wait?"
"…can afford to wait!"
Pei Min stopped talking and paced slowly in the room, "Fifty years, there are several fifty years in life, the most precious time is spent in it, but you want to use it to learn martial arts, is it worth it?"
Li Xin'an nodded heavily, "It's worth it!"
A sad smile appeared on Pei Min's face.
"Why it's worth it."
Li Xin'an took a deep breath, and a strong hatred suddenly surged deep in his heart. He tried hard to suppress this hatred and said, "In order to get rid of Li Linfu."