Incredible Insight: Cultivating Immortality at Eight, Astonishing Zhang Sanfeng - Chapter 62

Chapter 62

The originally ordinary pines began to twist, rooting deeply into the earth, their trunks expanding tenfold, their heights growing rapidly, surpassing ten zhang in the blink of an eye, and still growing.

Twenty zhang!

Thirty zhang!

Forty zhang!

Finally stopping at a mystical number, forty-nine zhang!

The Dao gives birth to fifty, but takes away one making forty-nine, leaving one hidden. This number aligns with the celestial truth.

In an instant, ancient trees formed a canopy, shielding the sun, forming a marvelous sight at the back mountain, with an inexplicable aura that isolated it from the outside world.

Everyone looked at it in disbelief.

With the wave of his hand, ancient trees formed a forest; his words carried divine power. This was almost like the work of an immortal!

They vaguely understood Ning Changge’s intent.

Using ancient trees as graves was far more profound than any human construction.

One by one, they felt today’s experiences were more wondrous than their entire lives combined!

The Wudang disciples were awestruck, Song Yuanqiao bitterly smiled, realizing this divine power was a hundred times more effective than his previous thoughts.

Ning Changge looked satisfied at the ancient forest, or rather, the Tomb for Heaven-Men.

He slowly said:

“The Tomb for Heaven-Men will only bury the top Heaven-Men; others have no qualification to be buried here.”

With a wave of his hand…

The relics left by the three Heaven-Men experts on the sparring ground ascended with spiritual light, entering the Tomb for Heaven-Men.

The bunch of Sunflower Needles merged with the first ancient tree, disappearing.

Words began to appear on the ancient tree:

Tomb of Dongfang Bubai, Leader of the Sun Moon Holy Cult!

Below the name, smaller characters detailed his expertise and life events.

As the last word appeared, the tomb was complete, emanating a strange aura.

Yao Yue couldn’t help but step forward, feeling Dongfang Bubai’s ruthless Sunflower Needles flickering between the branches. Her beautiful eyes widened in shock, sensing the lingering will of a Heaven-Man!

Before she could think further…

The curved moon blade flew into the second ancient tree, merging.

Tomb of Ding Peng, Owner of the Demonic Blade at Curved Moon Manor!

Similar to Dongfang Bubai’s.

Xie Xiaofeng’s eyes widened, seeing traces of the demonic blade intent within the green leaves of the ancient tree!

The last one…

The faint golden skeleton merged with the third ancient tree.

Unknown Monk of Esoteric Buddhism.

Words appeared:

Tomb of the Anonymous Heaven-Man Monk of Esoteric Buddhism, with a blank space below.

Everyone was silent, only faintly hearing Buddhist chants as the ancient tree swayed, the leaves seemingly glowing with gold!

Finally, those who understood couldn’t help but see the deeper meaning!

Complex emotions filled their gazes, realizing the Tomb for Heaven-Men wasn’t just for honor but to encapsulate the path of these Heaven-Men!

“This Tomb for Heaven-Men is meant to preserve the path of Heaven-Men within Wudang. What grand gesture! What vision! What magnitude!”

Zhu Wushi’s voice was raspy with shock.

A tomb typically symbolizes death, but Ning Changge used the vitality of the evergreen spiritual energy to create ancient trees as gravestones, combining life and death, yin and yang. This complex transformation would capture the paths of the buried Heaven-Men!

This revealed another reason for Ning Changge’s establishment of the Tomb for Heaven-Men.

It was to lay down Wudang’s foundation!

The Wudang foundation!

Ning Changge laughed freely, the green spiritual light swirling around his fingertips, slowly dissipating.

The newly established Tomb for Heaven-Men seemed isolated, silently swaying, with ancient trees stretching endlessly. Could Ning Changge intend to bury thousands of Heaven-Men?!

The Tomb for Heaven-Men had already begun transforming, making it inaccessible to outsiders. Anyone daring to trespass would meet their end!

Ning Changge’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Perhaps the Tomb for Heaven-Men would produce miracles beyond his imagination, becoming a true place for enlightenment!

He turned to Wudang’s disciples, smiling:

“In the future, any Wudang disciple reaching the level of Grandmaster can enter the tomb to seek enlightenment and comprehend the Dao!”

The Wudang disciples were thrilled beyond measure. Such prowess resembled the tales of immortals.

By now, how could they not understand Ning Changge’s good intentions? The paths of Heaven-Men were precious, but they had the opportunity to approach them closely.

The jealousy and envy from others were palpable.

Emotions of gratitude overwhelmed the Wudang disciples, and they shouted in unison:

“Thank you, Little Martial Uncle, for the heritage!”

Song Yuanqiao and others smiled warmly, tears subtly glistening in their eyes.

Never had they imagined such prosperity for Wudang. Nine years ago, the ethereal infant brought back by their master was heaven’s gift to Wudang!

They performed a half-bow, showing their respect to Ning Changge.

Ning Changge smiled, his heart feeling equally joyful.

“This Tomb for Heaven-Men will be beneficial to martial arts and also to the immortal path I will pass on to my disciples.”

Establishing the Tomb for Heaven-Men fulfilled multiple purposes.

His state of mind transformed, feeling the connection when the ancient trees formed the tomb. The insight guided him towards mastering the art of formations. By following this, he could potentially master formation arts.

With this thought in mind…

He felt a desire to return to the Scripture Pavilion for deeper study.

On the sparring ground, everything was silent, with martial artists engulfed in shock, stupor, and various other emotions…

Ning Changge’s method of establishing the Tomb for Heaven-Men was truly astounding!

Even the most experienced veterans of the martial world hadn’t heard of such a profound concept!

Previously, when they heard stories from Wudang disciples about the origin of Ning Changge’s altar, they thought it was exaggerated.

But now, no one thought that anymore. Compared to the marvel of the Tomb for Heaven-Men, the spiritual grass altar seemed insignificant.

“Little Immortal… no, Little True Immortal’s techniques are indeed peerless!”

Everyone looked at him with reverence and respect, even a Heaven-Man expert like Yao Yue felt no desire to challenge him.