Deliveryman of the Heaven

Weiqing leaned on his bed and thought for a while, then showed his interest.    

Right now, Weiqing's footwork could be said to be minute steps, the Boxing Art had the Howling Tiger Fist that he obtained from Luo Xuan, and as for the method to strengthen and nurture the vitality, was there anything more suitable than the < Emperor Scripture > that Zhang Fugui had given him? If he could get his hands on an incomparably tyrannical attack technique, then for a long period of time, Weiqing would not need to look for any other techniques, he only needed to immerse himself in cultivation.    

The High Monk muttered to the High Monk behind him, and the High Monk took out a grey booklet and handed it over to Weiqing, saying: "The Old Monk's magical name is Wu Tian, and his magical name is De Chun. He is the owner of the Nanhua Temple Scripture Pavilion. This is the《 True Dragon Art》 that the sixth generation Sect Leader left behind.    

Weiqing felt that it was inconceivable. Carrying such a precious absolute art on his person, wasn't that a little too reckless?    

"If it wasn't for the fact that Benefactor's identity is special, I would never have known about this. How would I have known about the existence of the [True Dragon Art]? Furthermore, this True Dragon Art, even if you are not a pure Yang person, you can only cause trouble if you see it. Only a pure Yang person like Benefactor can use it, right? "    

Weiqing laughed bitterly, what he said made quite a lot of sense.    

Receiving the [True Dragon Art], Weiqing did not open it impatiently, but asked: "After I read this book, is it that I am one of your people?"    

The High Monk laughed and said, "All matters are up to fate. How can Buddhist powers force others?"    

Weiqing nodded his head and slowly opened the True Dragon Art.    

"All living beings in this world are dragons, True Dragons, False Dragons, you can see after a try! "One day, a True Dragon will ascend the heavens and enter the depths of the abyss. It will soar over ninety thousand miles, and rule over the Three Realms …" Weiqing roughly took a look at the first part of the paper, and couldn't help but take in a few deep breaths. What kind of background did the sixth generation Sect Leader of Nanhua Temple have?    

What Weiqing was shocked about was not the [True Dragon Art] 's cultivation method, but the statement that the Three Realms existed in this monk's book! Underworld, the mortal world, and the Heaven Realm. The existence of these three realms was a fictional world view. But how could this monk be so sure?    

Could it be that this Sect Leader had once went to heaven?    

His name was Skypiercing through the heavens?    

This code name sounds like a cheat.    

Weiqing pondered in his heart. Maybe he should find a chance to ask the people in the group if this Old Monk Tong Tian had ever been to the Heaven Realm.    

The four monks did not interrupt Weiqing as he flipped through the《 True Dragon Art》, and Weiqing roughly read through the《 True Dragon Art》.    

Hmm, at least I can understand the writing.    

This old monk was truly a genius, the "True Dragon Art" did not cultivate the body, did not cultivate the mind, but rather cultivated the vital energy and blood!    

The book said that the reason True Dragons had such terrifying destructive power surpassing humans was because of the pure and tyrannical Force of Qi and Blood s. The continuous transformation of one's vital energy and blood could unleash all of their potential. He also said that a True Dragon could be seen as a standard for the limits of humans. Humans had the opportunity to compete with True Dragons, and this was similar to what was written in the Emperor Scripture regarding blood vitality.    

Of course, there was a difference between the two absolute arts. The《 True Dragon Art》 focused on cultivation, the《 Emperor Scripture》 focused on strengthening the foundation and nurturing the foundation, complementing each other, gave Weiqing a very strong impression that the two absolute arts were something that could be read from top to bottom. Weiqing slowly closed the True Dragon Art, let out a long exhale, and said in a deep voice: "I accept your request!"    

Although Weiqing did not officially enter the Taoism Realm, he still knew that a high level absolute art was extremely rare!    

As a proud disciple of the Luo Family, Luo Xuan carried around a mere < Roaring Tiger Fist > book to carefully study. True Dragon Art was something that the old monk had painstakingly done all his life. If not for the fact that had something to ask of him, no matter how capable Weiqing was, it would be impossible for him to obtain the True Dragon Art, and it would be even more impossible for him to know so many secrets of the Nanhua Temple.    

"Amitabha, good, good." The four of them finally let out a long sigh.    

In the afternoon, under the guidance of a group of high monks, the High Monk officially registered and wrote an ultimatum for Weiqing.    

At this moment, Weiqing had become the fifth monk from the Southern Flower Temple. Of course, he was the kind that came half out of the sect. In the beginning, Weiqing did not realise what the German character meant. When a few white-haired old monks who could sit on Grandpa Weiqing respectfully bent over and called out "Uncle Wu Master" to Weiqing, Weiqing almost peed his pants in fright.    

What was even more outrageous was that the slightly younger monk who was around fifty years old called Weiqing 'Grand Master', and the younger monks who called Weiqing 'Grand Master', scared Weiqing to the point that he turned around and fled. Wasn't this senior too tall?    

Because of this matter, Weiqing had been teased quite a few times by Xiao Xiaobai and the other two.    

It was an interlude here. During the day, when Xiao Xiaobai wanted to be a common disciple with strong Nanhua Temple, she was so angry that she cried on the spot and shouted for Xiao Zekai to call him. She wanted to immediately cancel the engagement and say that a woman's fiance was a monk.    

Weiqing had to explain to Xiao Zekai for a long time before finally being able to take care of Xiao Xiaobai.    

"Monk, you're a vegetarian, aren't you? You want to steal food from us common folk? Don't you have any shame!"    

The four of them sat in the yard eating fruit and grilled fish.    

Originally, because of the contribution Lee Jiachun had given to Nanhua Temple, the four of them had some privileges at Hua Nan Temple, they could go and catch fish in the pond. Now that Weiqing had become a monk from the same generation with Nanhua Temple, not only did he change to a different set of courtyard, he could also brazenly roast fish in the courtyard.    

The way the three of them addressed Weiqing also changed.    

Big Brother Fei no longer called Weiqing big boss, but instead called him grandmaster. Of course, the grandmaster in his mouth sounded like it was filled with deceit and deceit.    

At the beginning, Xiao Xiaobai had just called Weiqing a scoundrel and scumbag, but because of what Big Brother Fei said, she had changed her name to Weiqing a smelly monk.    

"Eldest Miss, you might be able to call Boss a scum before." "But now that boss has left home to become a monk, you still call me a scum and a hooligan. Do you want to tell everyone in the world that you've been molested by a monk, Miss Xiao?"    

Lee Jiachun had originally been called Big Brother Weiqing before, but now she had two extra words to refer to him as Big Brother Monk.    

Although the fact that people of various ages were frightening and made Weiqing uncomfortable, at the very least, Weiqing was able to freely enter and exit the great majority of Nanhua Temple, including the Scripture Pavilion and Dragon Pool. With this special identity, it would be easy for Weiqing to cultivate on the mountain without any worries.