The path of body refinement, even at the peak of the first tier, is the completion of skin refinement.
“You cultivate four systems simultaneously, and at the same pace. You’re so amazing, does your mother know?” Lin Yang murmured.
Since arriving in this world, Lin Yang has encountered many geniuses. There are quite a few who cultivate two different systems simultaneously. Su Qing'er, Cai Yan, Zhang Ning, and Guo Jia are all examples of this.
There are several people who cultivate three systems simultaneously, such as Lin Yang himself, Cao Cao, and Yuan Shao. But so far, we have only encountered one person who cultivates four systems simultaneously.
"Perfectly natural, without any flaws. Cultivating four elements simultaneously without any conflict—this is true genius! This is simply defying the heavens!"
"Gongji, may I ask whose child this is? At such a young age, he is already so intelligent," Lin Yang said with a smile.
"Oh, you mean Gongjin? He is a direct descendant of the Zhou family in Shuxian County, Lujiang. His father, Zhou Yi, is the current magistrate of Luoyang, and his grandfather, Zhou Jing, was once the Grand Commandant. In terms of family background, he is no less impressive than my Lu family."
"Gongjin's real name is Zhou Yu. He has been known as a child prodigy since childhood, and no one in the entire Lujiang knows him." Looking at Zhou Yu, who was already well-mannered and poised at such a young age, Lu Ji said with some envy.
Unfortunately, although his son was also quite outstanding, he seemed rather powerless compared to the young Zhou Yu.
"Zhou Yu?" Lin Yang asked in surprise.
If it were him, then everything would make sense.
In the original history, this man single-handedly defeated Cao Cao, who had already unified the north, with a single fire at the Battle of Red Cliffs. Throughout the entire history of the Three Kingdoms, Zhou Yu is one of the brightest stars.
He was a combination of strategist and military general, a typical example of a scholar-general. Furthermore, he was also very talented in literature, at least in playing the zither. He was known for his ability to notice even a slight mistake in music.
Military generals correspond to the path of physical cultivation, strategists correspond to the path of immortality, and musical skills correspond to the path of literature. Isn't it normal to also cultivate a martial art?
"Zhou Yu of Lujiang greets the Duke of Wu and Uncle Lu." Zhou Yu, acting like a little adult, walked over and bowed.
"Young Master Zhou, how do you know I am the Duke of Wu? Aren't you afraid of mistaking me for someone else?" Lin Yang asked deliberately.
"Hehe, I know Uncle Lu. Uncle Lu was very anxious about Zhong Shanjun's matter. But at this moment, he suddenly relaxed. It seems that he must have a solution." Zhou Yu patted his chest confidently.
"Oh, then why must it be the Duke of Wu? Why must it be me?" Lin Yang continued.
"If the surrounding powerful families were willing to help, they would have done so long ago, and there would be no need to delay for so long. In comparison, only external factors can break the deadlock."
"As for external factors, there are very few that can resolve the issue of Zhongshan Jun and disregard these powerful families. Furthermore, considering the various forces in Lujiang, it's not difficult to deduce this with a little calculation," Zhou Yu said with a smile.
It must be said that, despite his young age, Zhou Yu was indeed Zhou Yu. Not only was he handsome, but he also spoke with great influence. Naturally, he possessed an aura that commanded respect.
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Chapter Ten: High Priestess and Saintess
"Since that's the case, Zhou Lang, do you like playing with fire? Uncle will take you to see a grand fireworks display," Lin Yang said with a smile. How could he possibly let go of such a top-tier talent once he encountered them?
Moreover, despite being in a different world, young Zhou Yu still loved playing with fire. So, after being tempted by the strange uncle Lin Yang to set things on fire, he carefully considered the matter and decided to temporarily join Lin Yang's group to watch the fireworks.
"What? He is the Duke of Wu?"
"Oh, the founder of Shinto, I've heard of him."
"Greetings to the Duke of Wu."
"Haha, no need for formalities. Everyone, please do me a small favor. In seven days, I will lead a large army to attack this Lord Zhongshan. Therefore, I ask you all to spread this news." Lin Yang said loudly, looking at the people bowing and making obeisance.
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Jiangdong is a place surrounded by mountains.
The area is covered in lush forests. There are many trees so large that it would take seven or eight adults to encircle them. As for ancient trees that are thousands of years old, towering and reaching dozens of meters in height, they can be seen everywhere here.
As for the diverse array of animals, they are endless. Even the most experienced hunters in the mountains and forests could not possibly recognize all the animals in this area.
However, at the same time, a small figure appeared in this secluded jungle. Dressed in black, the person was conspicuous in the lush green forest.
Strangely, the surrounding beasts seemed not to see him at all, ignoring him completely even as they passed by.
The person didn't seem to walk very fast, yet with each step, their feet automatically covered a distance of dozens of feet. In just a few steps, they disappeared into the jungle.
Soon, the man arrived in front of a temple. Looking at the temple before him, he subconsciously took a breath.
Inside the temple stood a statue, immensely large, yet headless. Its right hand held an axe, its left a shield. Its nipples served as eyes, and its navel as a mouth.
That's right, this statue is none other than the famous Xing Tian.
Moreover, unlike any other, this statue appears quite magical, seemingly radiating a faint glow. If you listen carefully, you can even hear various kinds of spiritual voices.
"By the God of War, I, Xia Ming, here today, formally become a follower of the God of War..." a spirited young man said devoutly.
"Ah, God of War, if I win today's decisive battle, from now on I will be your loyal follower and I will definitely get you a golden statue." A rough-looking, muscular man muttered as he drank fine wine.
"Not bad, it seems that worshipping the God of War is quite effective. My sword-wielding speed has increased significantly in the past period. I must make more offerings in the future." A wealthy man's son, who was also from a respectable family, said with a smile, holding his sword.
Before the statue stood a young woman. She wore a bright red robe, which looked somewhat like a wedding dress. Generally, this is the dress worn by a bride on her wedding day.
Her hair was simply tied up with a rope. She didn't wear much makeup, but even with a bare face, she was still very beautiful.
Although he was just standing there quietly, he exuded an aura of calm, sorrow, and loneliness. Just looking at that solitary figure made one want to cry.
Listening quietly to these words, the woman, as cold as an iceberg, finally smiled. With her smile, the surroundings suddenly brightened, radiating dazzling light.
Everything happened so naturally, without leaving a trace. This woman seemed to be the center of the world; when she was in a good mood, her surroundings naturally improved. When she was in a bad mood, her surroundings naturally became gloomy.
However, just then, a bell rang outside. And it was quite urgent. This meant someone was looking for him.
Then, frowning, the woman left the place.