The others looked at Little Yuan 'er suspiciously.
Duanmu Sheng asked, "Do you know who it is, Little Junior Sister?"
Little Yuan 'er snorted and said, "It's a strange person who lives in a coffin. His name is Gong Yuandu or something … He's a lunatic. The world is vast, and yet, he chose to hide in a coffin. How terrifying!"
Hua Wudao. "…"
It was normal for the young to not know about Gong Yuandu.
However, for an old man like Hua Wudao, his name was like thunder to his ears.
"Gong Yuandu?" Hua Wudao frowned.
"… Elder Hua, do you know him?"
"I've heard of him."
Little Yuan 'er said, "After master killed Kong Yuan with a palm strike, Gong Yuandu came out … He wanted to fight master. However, he's a coward. He was so frightened by master's might that he hid in the coffin, not daring to come out."
"Wait." Hua Wudao raised his hand. "The pavilion master killed Kong Yuan with a palm strike?"
"Yes … What about it?"
Hua Wudao was stunned.
He did not only know about Gong Yuandu.
He knew about the Temple of Great Emptiness's Kong Yuan as well.
Kong Yuan was already a Seven-leaf elite a long time ago.
Moreover, there were rumors that he had a breakthrough after he cultivated in seclusion. Otherwise, the monk would not have been bold enough to lead the monks to Runan's holy altar to wreak havoc.
This kind of genius expert that cultivated dhyana had been killed by the Pavilion Master with one slap?
Hua Wudao found this hard to believe.
However, when he thought about it, he felt there was no reason for Little Yuan 'er to lie. It was possible that she was exaggerating or had the wrong person.
It was useless to think about this now. He would know when the pavilion master was done cultivating in seclusion.
"It's nothing … You mentioned Gong Yuandu earlier. Is he in the Mausoleum of Swords as well?" Hua Wudao asked.
"Yes."
"Is Gong Yuandu powerful?" Duanmu Sheng asked.
"It's a long story …"
Hua Wudao recounted, "You might not believe me, but Gong Yuandu is a cultivator from the same era as the pavilion master …
"To be more precise, Gong Yuandu is about 100 years younger. He's a true genius cultivator … Like most elites, he's destined to be alone for the rest of his life. Gong Yuandu was from the northern capital. According to the records of the northern capital, he started cultivating at the age of five … He entered the Divine Court realm before he was 15 and reached the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm when he was 20. He spent the next few centuries challenging elites. No one knew how many leaves he had. That was when he met the pavilion master … "
Hua Wudao paused. "Come to think of it, it's strange. The Pavilion Master seems to be the bane of such cultivation geniuses. Ahem … I was defeated by the Pavilion Master just like that."
Everyone rolled their eyes.
He was indirectly praising himself.
His old face did not know shame at all.
"However, compared to Gong Yuandu, a junior like me is far inferior … Gong Yuandu is skilled in Daoist seals and dhyana arts, especially the Sword Dao. Ever since Gong Yuandu lost to Pavilion Master, he would challenge Pavilion Master every year. Every time he lost, he would fight, and every time he lost … "
Little Yuan 'er suddenly interjected, "Is he not suffering from any psychological problems?"
"…"
Everyone's eyes fell on Little Yuan 'er in unison.
Duanmu Sheng scratched his head and added, "Yes, I'm curious as well …"
Hua Wudao coughed and said, "Towards the end of cultivation, it's not just about willpower and comprehension. As for his mental state … Gong Yuandu is a cultivation genius after all, and his mental state far surpasses other cultivators. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to defeat so many experts in a row. "
"What happened next?" asked Little Yuan 'er.
"Later on … the pavilion master took in a disciple and stepped into the pinnacle of cultivation, invincible. Gong Yuandu simply gave up on the challenge. His only advantage was that he was younger than the Pavilion Master. At that time, the cultivation world believed that Gong Yuandu was probably like everyone else, waiting for the pavilion master to grow old … Unfortunately, ever since Gong Yuandu disappeared, he never appeared again. "
Speaking of this.
Everyone was speechless.
Duanmu Sheng said in confusion, "Now that you mention it, I have some recollection of it. When I joined the sect, I heard Eldest Senior Brother mention it before … However, with master's temper at that time, it's impossible for Gong Yuandu to remain unscathed. How did he do it? "
"I don't know about that … I heard it from someone else." Hua Wudao shook his head.
Hua Yuexing said,
"Gong Yuandu is an expert in the Sword Dao. It's understandable if he appeared in the Mausoleum of Swords to comprehend the Sword Dao. But why would he hide in a coffin? "
Hua Wudao shook his head again.
"Like many cultivators who stand at the pinnacle of cultivation, he seeks the way to live forever … The world is vast, and there will always be greedy cultivators who try to break the truth and rules of the cultivation world. In the cultivation world, there's a new generation every 1,000 years … There are countless cultivators who seek to live forever … However, all of them fail in the end. "
"Is the great limit of cultivation unbreakable?" Little Yuan 'er asked.
"Of course …" Hua Wudao took a deep breath.
"This truth has been proven by countless people … It's said that the person with the longest lifespan is 1,150 years old."
"Does this count as breaking the great limit of 1,000 years?"
"Not really. The great limit of 1,000 years is just a saying … Cultivators can increase their lifespans by improving their cultivation bases. At around 900 years, their cultivation bases will decline, and they won't be able to break through their lifespans anymore. However, there are countless mortals in Great Yan, and those who live to 100 years old are only a small portion of them. "
Hua Wudao finished speaking.
The others nodded.
Duanmu Sheng cupped his fists at Hua Wudao. "I've learned a lot … Elder Hua's words have broadened my horizons."
Their master had never taught them this before.
Ever since they joined the sect, apart from cultivating, all they did was get beaten up.
It was the same for Little Yuan 'er.
Hua Wudao sighed inwardly. Naturally, he understood Duanmu Sheng's pain.
In truth, there were sects like this among the Noble Path as well. However, none of them were as outstanding as the Evil Sky Pavilion.
"Gong Yuandu said he'll come to the Evil Sky Pavilion in a month … However, he's here now. What genius? I think he's just a despicable person," Little Yuan 'er said.
"I don't think it's him." Hua Wudao shook his head. "Gong Yuandu has a high opinion of himself, and he's an arrogant person. People like him have pride that runs deep into their bones. Tailing someone up the mountain and killing rats for the Evil Sky Pavilion … He wouldn't do something as despicable as that. Moreover, Gong Yuandu isn't a good person. "
"Oh."
Little Yuan 'er mumbled, "I was just saying."
"…"
Hua Wudao felt like fainting.
'Little ancestor, you just said something, and I have to explain everything.'
Duanmu Sheng frowned slightly and said, "Gong Yuandu is so powerful.
"Gong Yuandu is so powerful. He's coming to the Evil Sky Pavilion in a month's time.
"There's no need to worry." Hua Wudao said, "I've observed the pavilion master's condition. Although he's trying his best to suppress his aura and maintain it at the Divine Court realm, there's a sharp aura between his brows. If Gong Yuandu comes, he'll surely lose."
"Sharp aura?"
"It's just a bit of physiognomy. The Yun Sect is a Daoist sect, after all. I've learned Daoist since a long time ago, so I know a thing or two about physiognomy, "Hua Wudao said shamelessly.
"Hm? Elder Hua, take a look at me … What will happen to me in the future? "Little Yuan 'er was immediately energized. She jumped in front of Hua Wudao.
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