Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
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Why do I have so many masters?

Such stone material is also considered a heavenly and earthly treasure, serving to block various sounds, making it most suitable for martial artists to cultivate their inner strength and break through bottlenecks. External noises cannot disturb the inside, while the sounds within can be heard by a particular method, allowing one person to be aware.


In this way, external distractions cannot affect the martial artist, yet should the martial artist encounter any anomalies or deviate during a breakthrough, others can be informed to offer assistance.


Even outsiders must use unique methods to hear the sounds inside, and these methods vary depending on the style of the secret chamber. Perhaps it can be heard from another secret chamber, or it may require the aid of some wondrous object of heaven and earth—there's no standard procedure.


Chapter 65: The Gift (4000-word long chapter) (1/2)_2