Incredible Insight: Cultivating Immortality at Eight, Astonishing Zhang Sanfeng

Among them was the glowing green stone in his hand. After some experimentation, Ning Changge found that this stone was exceptionally tough, ranking first among all the spiritual ores in terms of its capacity to hold spiritual energy. He named it the Solid Spirit Stone.

Originally, he had contemplated refining the Solid Spirit Stone into a defensive weapon, but the quantity was too limited, so he had been accumulating it.

Now, since he had comprehended spatial restrictions, he decided to use it to craft a storage-type artifact. To have a significant storage capacity, he needed a material with exceptional toughness.

Ning Changge took a deep breath, his eyes gradually becoming focused. Crafting a storage-type artifact was no small feat, and it posed a challenge for him. Engraving spatial restrictions alone consumed a considerable amount of time and required intense concentration.

With a wave of his hand, a stream of green spiritual energy sealed off the second floor of the Scripture Repository. Then, he began to form hand seals, and in the next moment, spiritual flames gushed forth, enveloping the Solid Spirit Stone completely.

He waved his hand. A ray of blue spiritual power sealed the second floor of the scripture chamber. He manipulated his fingers and a ray of spiritual fire spurt out from them and wrapped the spirit stone entirely.

True to its reputation as the most resilient and capable of holding spiritual energy, the spiritual flames produced by this technique burned very slowly. It took half a day to process a small fist-sized piece of the spiritual ore.

Ning Changge furrowed his brow. “I need to study the Spirit Fire Technique again. I must enhance the power of this spiritual fire.”

Spirit fire was crucial. For alchemy and artifact refining, it could significantly increase success rates and efficiency. Without strong enough spirit fire, even precious materials might fail to be properly refined.

Of course, the best spirit fire came from the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire, but Ning Changge didn’t have access to it right now. Therefore, he had to rely on his own techniques to activate the spirit fire.

As he watched the shrinking mass of green liquid before him, Ning Changge’s eyes gradually became more focused. His fingers danced as he formed various hand seals, causing spiritual energy to surge and create subtle spatial fluctuations. The liquid gradually took on the shape of a ring.

…

On Wudang Mountain, after Zhang Sanfeng had departed from Ning Changge, he summoned Song Yuanqiao and the others to learn more about the events that had unfolded during his six-month seclusion.

“This disciple acted on his own initiative by going to Mount Song to study the Five Great Sword Sects’ techniques. I ask manster to punish me!” Song Yuanqiao said, recounting the battle between the Wudang and Mount Song disciples as well as the conflict between Zuo Lengchan, he knelt down seeking punishment.

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand to help Song Yuanqiao up and said, “Mount Song has fallen into the demonic path, committing senseless killings. It was right to eradicate them, but you made two mistakes. First, you acted without knowing the full situation, rushing to Mount Song and putting your junior brothers and sisters in danger. This is your failure as the eldest senior disciple. If it weren’t for your junior brother’s seal, you might not have passed that ordeal. When you travel the Jianghu, you must never rely on such a stroke of luck!

“Second, while it’s acceptable to accept the disciples from the Four Great Sword Sects, you should have established rules and protocols to clarify responsibilities and prevent misunderstandings. We’ve maintained a clean reputation for decades, and we can’t afford to act recklessly.”

Song Yuanqiao felt remorseful, and the other disciples, including Zhang Songxi and Yu Dainan, also knelt down.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his palm to help them up. “I don’t blame you, but I hope you’ll act more prudently in the future.”

The disciples nodded in agreement, and Zhang Sanfeng continued, “I’ve been in seclusion for a long time and haven’t been able to teach you properly. Now that your cultivation is deepening, you should gradually comprehend my Dao of Tai Chi. Starting tomorrow, I’ll teach you in the Martial Arts Hall every three days. After that, I’ll continue my seclusion.”

Zhang Sanfeng had heard the disciples mention the extraordinary phenomena during Ning Changge’s recent lecture. Although he was surprised, he also realized that he hadn’t taught them martial arts for a long time. He felt somewhat guilty.

Song Yuanqiao and the others were delighted, as this had always been their greatest wish. Zhang Sanfeng’s Tai Chi techniques were extremely profound and challenging to master. However, as they were now Masters, with Song Yuanqiao and Yu Dainan even reaching the rank of Grandmasters, they were qualified to learn.

But Zhang Sanfeng continued, “However, it seems that Changge’s talismans are quite extraordinary. When you rushed to Mount Song earlier, you relied on these talismans’ power. Relying too much on external objects is not a good thing. For now, hand them over to me to hold onto. Focus on cultivating yourselves. I’ll return them to you later.”

Song Yuanqiao and the others quickly retrieved a stack of talismans from their possessions. These had been unused for a long time.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and took them. “I’m not doing this to scold you. It’s for your own good. Now, let’s move on.”

As they left, Mo Shenggu chuckled, “Do you guys think that Master took our talismans because he wants to play with them? When I mentioned the Riding the Wind and Controlling the Cloud Talisman earlier, Master’s eyes lit up!”

Song Yuanqiao quickly scolded him, “Junior Brother, don’t make baseless speculations about Master. He’s doing this for our benefit …”

Before he could finish, a rush of wind sounded from behind them. Instinctively, they all turned to look. In the distance, they saw a white-haired figure soaring into the sky, riding the wind and clouds with laughter echoing. The disciples froze for a moment, then hurriedly turned back and walked away, their faces filled with both embarrassment and amusement.

Yin Liting’s suspicious voice slowly sounded: “Senior brother, If I understand it correctly, it seems that …”

Song Yuangqio’s faint voice cut it, “No, you got it wrong!”

They strode away, their foreheads covered in black lines, but the corners of their mounts had curled up subconsciously.

Their master, at times, was a bit playful and mischievous, like an overgrown child.

…

In the scripture chamber, a few more days had passed.

Ning Changge had already extinguished the Spirit Fire long ago. A pale blue ring hovered in the air, adorned with patterns resembling stars, suns, and moons. Faintly visible were two small characters – Na Yuan.

Ning Changge’s fingers danced as the final spatial seal was inscribed into the ring. The light blue ring suddenly emitted a brilliant light and then gradually concealed itself. Ning Changge’s eyes revealed a joyful expression.

“The storage ring is complete!”

Putting forth all of his effort and concentration, he had succeeded on the first try, which left him very satisfied.

As his spiritual awareness entered the ring, a rich smile appeared on his lips.

“This Na Yuan Ring can hold eight spatial seals. It can be considered a top-notch item among first-tier magical tools. It can accommodate an area of about 3 square zhang. It’s more than enough for general use!”

With so much space, it was almost the size of a small room, and it could easily store all of Ning Changge’s collected items. He was full of joy. With a thought, one item after another, whether spiritual treasures or scrolls, was stored within the Na Yuan Ring. He had so much fun moving in and out. He even directly stored the Mountain and River Gathering Spirit Furnace inside.

As a result, the entire second floor of the scripture repository became much more spacious.

Ning Changge took a leisurely step outside. Observing the sky, and saw a handsome figure of a Daoist on the horizon, above the clouds in the sky.

He was slightly surprised, then he smiled.

“It looks like I need to spend some time making more Wind Riding Talismans.”

With his current level of spiritual power, he could effortlessly create a pile of materials by soaking talisman paper in the spiritual liquid from the Mountain and River Gathering Spirit Furnace. The scarcity of jade and spiritual materials was no longer an issue.