As soon as Richard spoke, the Mountain Dwarf in the steel robe glared at him with wide eyes, and the other dwarfs around them stared at Richard with intense gazes, as if they wanted to pierce him with their stares.
Not long after, the Mountain Dwarf in the steel robe spoke:
"Wizard, with your strength, it may be insufficient to seize the inheritance of our monastery. Please reconsider before taking any action."
As soon as he spoke, a wave of energy burst from the Mountain Dwarf's body, and Richard realized that the dwarf before him was a third-tier being!
Richard smiled and shook his head upon hearing this.
"Who said I want to take your monastery's inheritance? Seeing how strong your aura is, you must be the abbot of this Changshan Monastery. I am honored to be received by the abbot in person."
Although Richard said this, there was no hint of fear or hesitation in his demeanor.
These strange beings were just assets of Grand Wizard Galon, and no matter how strong they were, they were still slaves, not even close to being on the same level as him, a wizard.
The Mountain Dwarf nodded. "Indeed, I am the abbot of Changshan Monastery. I wonder what you meant by that remark, Wizard?"
Richard smiled slightly and spoke, "Before I ascended the mountain, I inquired about some things. I heard from the people below that the Mountain Path is divided into three levels: Secret Tradition, Monk Tradition, and Tianxia Tradition. Is this correct?"
The abbot nodded. "What you say is true, Wizard. The inheritance of the Mountain Path is indeed divided into these three levels."
"Then, is the explanation the same as what the people below said?" Richard continued, "The Secret Tradition is the monastery's core secret and can only be fully mastered by the abbot. The Monk Tradition can be practiced by the monks in the monastery. As for the Tianxia Tradition, anyone who comes to the monastery can learn it."
The abbot nodded again. "Indeed, as you said."
Richard clapped his hands. "Well then, this solves it. What I want to learn is not your monastery's Secret Tradition but rather the Tianxia Tradition and the Monk Tradition. That shouldn't be too much of an issue, right?"
The abbot hesitated for a moment. Before meeting Richard, he had considered many possibilities. But this one—he hadn't anticipated.
"Indeed, the Tianxia Tradition can be taught to you, but the Monk Tradition..." The abbot faltered.
"Ah, don't be so rigid."
Richard took out an Aldo Mushroom from his pocket.
The mushroom, which had the ability to enhance physical strength, emitted a fragrant aroma that immediately caught the attention of the Mountain Dwarfs around him.
"This is a good thing," Richard said. "I'm an outsider, so even if you teach me the Monk Tradition, it won't be passed to other monasteries. Abbot, think about it—I've got quite a few of these."
The abbot hesitated. The Monk Tradition was indeed on a delicate boundary for the monastery.
Which monastery hadn't once taught its Monk Tradition to outsiders? Even some Secret Traditions had been passed out in the past.
With Richard's noble status and the fact that he had offered the valuable Aldo Mushrooms, the abbot's resolve was beginning to waver.
After a few moments, the abbot's eyes sharpened, and he spoke to Richard.
"I must be clear with you, Wizard. Practicing the Mountain Path is difficult for the Mountain Dwarfs, and as a wizard, you will likely find even entering the basics quite challenging."
Richard nonchalantly waved his hand. "You can teach me. Whether I learn it or not is my problem."
Seeing Richard's firm attitude, the abbot stopped trying to persuade him. He immediately led Richard into the monastery.
Changshan Monastery was a large temple with over a thousand monks, and thousands more who had yet to complete their training. On the way to the temple, Richard saw many Mountain Dwarfs carrying mountain stones as they walked.
"Abbot, are these people training?" Richard asked, pointing at the dwarfs carrying stones.
The abbot glanced over and nodded. "Those are disciples who have yet to enter the gate. They carry stones to strengthen their bodies. When they can carry ten thousand pounds of stone and move with ease up the steps, they'll be considered to have entered the path."
Due to the abnormal gravity in the Mountain World, the ten thousand pounds the abbot referred to was equivalent to a hundred thousand pounds in the Wizarding World.
Richard used his energy vision to observe the dwarfs, noticing that as they moved, an energy pathway continuously shifted within their bodies.
This energy, starting from their hearts, flowed along various paths. Any dwarf who could get the energy pathway to return to the heart was carrying a stone that weighed ten thousand pounds.
"Interesting, the Mountain Dwarfs' training method is very similar to the techniques used to adapt the body to its environment. It's all about continuous stimulation to help the body adapt."
Arriving at the temple doors, Richard was faced with a massive wooden gate that was ridiculously large compared to the dwarfs' height.
In the Mountain World, most plants were small due to the abnormal gravity, but there were still some towering trees like mountains.
These trees were incredibly hard, even more so than refined steel. Only those who practiced the Mountain Path could fell them.
So, cutting down these giant trees to make doors became a symbol of the monastery's strength.
Richard touched the gate. The wood reminded him of a material he had seen at the guild—it was used to make alchemical golems.
The abbot stepped forward, placed his hands on the wooden door, and his arm muscles bulged.
*Creek...*
The enormous door slowly creaked open, and during this process, Richard didn't sense any energy fluctuation.
This meant the Mountain Dwarf was opening the door purely with physical strength.
Richard estimated that these two wooden doors weighed at least a thousand tons in the Wizarding World, but here in the Mountain World, they weighed about ten thousand tons.
The physical strength required to open the door was beyond belief.
"Please follow me." The abbot nodded to Richard.
Inside the temple, the abbot led Richard through many winding passages. As they moved deeper, Richard felt the gravity around him gradually increase.
When the abbot stopped, the gravity had increased from ten times to fifty times normal.
Under this gravity, Richard began to feel energy fluctuations in his body as he used his magical power to resist the overwhelming gravity. Yet, the abbot remained unaffected as always.
"Wizard, what kind of inheritance do you wish to learn?"
At this moment, they were in a chamber-like room with many stone tablets inside.
"What kind?" Richard pondered for a moment and spoke slowly, "I'm interested in your combat techniques and methods for enhancing physical strength."
The abbot thought for a moment and then turned around to fetch two stone tablets from the chamber.
"Wizard, according to ancient tradition, these should be taught to the monks who are next in line to the abbot. But… sigh, I hope you will be satisfied."
Seeing the abbot hesitate, Richard curiously asked:
"It seems you're not being forced by Grand Wizard Galon to do this. Abbot, if you have concerns, feel free to share them with me. I might be able to help."
The abbot sighed deeply, his eyes revealing a sense of confusion.
"Grand Wizard Galon possesses the power of a Martial Sage and the heart of a Grandmaster. We revere him with complete sincerity. And indeed, he hasn't set any harsh rules for us."
"As for the inheritance… Wizard, if you woke up one day and found yourself a historical figure, trapped in a tiny secret realm, how would you feel? If guarding the secret tradition hadn't been my lifelong commitment, the foundation of Changshan Monastery, I would have abandoned it long ago."
The abbot's eyes showed a trace of uncertainty, as if he was questioning his own existence.
Richard shook his head. This was clearly someone who hadn't understood the wizarding perspective on secret realms.
Wizards' research on secret realms had never ceased since their discovery. The most widely accepted theory was that secret realms were detachments from history.
In a wizard's worldview, the past was part of the present world. The appearance of secret realms represented a break in the world's natural flow, a branching of history that should never have happened.
These branches were like bugs or tumors in the world, and to preserve its stability, the world would eliminate them.
So, in essence, the beings in secret realms were no different from those in the real world.
They were both real and the same person.
As for whether they were copies or not, it was an ethical question. Wizards were always very flexible in such matters.
"If you think your life has no meaning, perhaps you should ask Grand Wizard Galon to send you back to the Mountain World to rebuild Changshan Monastery," Richard said,淡淡道, "The meaning of life is defined by yourself. If you feel your life lacks meaning, then give it one."
The abbot fell into deep thought. After a while, he clasped his hands together and bowed to Richard.
"Thank you, Wizard, for your guidance."
Then he entered the chamber again and brought out two more stone tablets, handing them to Richard.
"Wizard, these are the Secret Traditions of my monastery. One is called **Mountain Body Forging**, and the other is **Mountain Breaking Fist**."
Richard's face showed slight surprise, but his actions were swift.
He put the two stone tablets into his pocket and, clasping his hands together, said to the abbot:
"Thank you, Abbot."
The abbot shook his head, his eyes sparkling with light, a smile on his lips, as if a mental barrier had been broken, and he had found enlightenment.
"Your words were like a bright lamp in the dark night, showing me the way forward."
"This is a gift from heaven, allowing Changshan Monastery to be rebuilt. If you hadn't enlightened me, I would have likely wasted away in the secret realm."
"You've saved Changshan Monastery."
"These mere Secret Traditions are not worth mentioning."
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