"The Innate Bone Nourishing Skill is indeed powerful; find a suitable opportunity to give it to Master in the future."
Ning Qi had no intention to withhold it.
Taoist Longshan was like a mountain of gratitude to him. If he had the ability, he would definitely repay him. If the True Martial Sect acquired this Innate Bone Nourishing Skill, its foundation would undoubtedly become more profound in the future. If a suitable disciple is found, future prodigies will emerge continuously, and prosperity is just a matter of time.
For Taoist Longshan, revitalizing the True Martial Sect was his greatest desire.
"However, cultivating the Innate Bone Nourishing Skill is not a simple task. It requires not only a sufficiently strong Innate Origin but also enough comprehension."
"When the time comes, I will spare some time to revise the Innate Bone Nourishing Skill, striving to lower its difficulty of understanding."
There's no other way.
The Dharma Methods that Ning Qi created were all tailor-made for himself. That he could understand them did not mean others could.
Not everyone is born knowledgeable like Ning Qi.
A child of a few years wanting to learn such Secret Techniques is very difficult.
Not to mention the Innate Fetal Breathing Skill, which is almost impossible.
Ning Qi's mind was filled with various thoughts. He stretched lazily, and his young body surprisingly emitted a sound like the crackling of his muscles and bones.
He looked into the distance and walked forward a few steps.
A sturdy figure in a gray robe strode forward, carrying a bunch of medicinal herbs.
Second Senior Brother Xiong Shi.
As his name suggests, he was as robust as a bear. Sometimes Ning Qi thought that his Second Senior Brother didn't seem like a Taoist but rather like a butcher.
"Jiu, Senior Brother is busy today, so I came to deliver these to you."
A deep voice sounded, Xiong Shi scratched his head and then looked a bit surprised.
"Jiu, how did you know I was coming?"
Ning Qi laughed and said:
"Second Senior Brother, your movements are so loud that even if I were inside, I would be able to hear them."
Xiong Shi placed the medicinal herbs aside and said, "Don't try to fool me; Second Senior Brother may look strong, but the Spirit Turtle Step I cultivate is the most agile. Not even someone of the Inner Essence Realm can hear my footsteps."
He had a silly grin as if seeing through Ning Qi's trick.
But Ning Qi was not lying.
At the moment his Root Bone formed, he connected with the world and detected Xiong Shi's presence. However, that connection now began to weaken, as if waiting silently within him for a special moment to be triggered.
"I wasn't lying to you. Ever since I woke up this morning, I've felt incredibly comfortable inside. Just now, I really heard your footsteps."
Ning Qi 'panicked.'
Xiong Shi laughed silently, ready to soothe his little Junior Brother.
But soon, as if realizing something, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Xiong Shi extended his hand onto Ning Qi's shoulder.
The next moment.
As if electrified, he withdrew his hand, his face showing a ghostly expression.
Taking a couple of deep breaths, he reached out again to probe Ning Qi's shoulder, his face even more shocked, then transformed into visible joy.
"Jiu, has your Root Bone formed?!"
Ning Qi laughed inwardly, appearing excited on his face.
"Senior Brother, are you saying I can start practicing martial arts?"
After all, he was only three years old, and he needed a suitable opportunity to reveal the formation of his Root Bone. He didn't expect Second Senior Brother to deliver the opportunity so quickly.
Xiong Shi was filled with excitement, nodding repeatedly, but then quickly added:
"No, no, we must have Master take a look, lest I've made a mistake and get excited for nothing."
He took deep breaths, suppressing his inner shock and joy.
What happened before him was beyond his understanding.
Ning Qi was only three years old!
By the True Martial Emperor, he had lived for decades and had never heard of anyone whose Root Bone formed so early; it was simply incredible.
It's known that the Eighth Junior Brother, who is known as an unparalleled talent, only formed his Root Bone at the age of seven.
Forming Root Bone at the age of three is simply monstrous!
Xiong Shi could no longer speak.
He picked up Ning Qi and placed him on his shoulder, then set off with the Spirit Turtle Step towards the Bright Martial Pavilion.
On the way, they attracted countless curious glances.
The Outer Sect disciples and Inner Sect disciples' greetings were all ignored by Xiong Shi.
Inside the Bright Martial Pavilion.
Taoist Longshan and Luo Wentian sat opposite each other.
"Wentian, in a few days, I might need to enter seclusion for some time. During that time, the matters within the sect will be your responsibility," Taoist Longshan instructed.
Luo Wentian nodded, his eyes filled with joy.
"Master, are you going to advance to the Celestial Human Realm?"
He looked at Taoist Longshan with some anticipation. The Celestial Human Realm, looking at the whole world, is an unparalleled master. If Taoist Longshan could step into the Celestial Being realm, the True Martial Sect could become a dominating force in Qing State, truly gaining deep foundations and having a few hundred years to develop and grow stronger.
Taoist Longshan shook his head slightly:
"It's just a bit of Spiritual Light; it's uncertain. To step firmly into the Celestial Human Realm, it might still take a few years."
Luo Wentian admired and said:
"With Master's unparalleled talent, stepping into the Celestial Being realm is just a matter of time!"
A Celestial Being has an eight-hundred-year lifespan; it's already an outstanding talent to step into the Celestial Human Realm within a hundred years. Taoist Longshan was only in his eighties.
Taoist Longshan's talent is indeed quite remarkable; otherwise, he wouldn't have been qualified to receive the True Martial legacy and rebuild the True Martial Sect by himself.
He smiled slightly, with confidence in his eyes.
The master and the disciple discussed many matters within the sect. Taoist Longshan asked Luo Wentian to start preparations and to consider recruiting a batch of Outer Sect disciples. Even some older True Disciples could start taking disciples.
As they spoke, their gaze suddenly turned towards the outside of the pavilion.
Only to see Xiong Shi panting heavily as he rushed in.
Taoist Longshan frowned, initially wanting to reprimand him, but upon seeing the figure on Xiong Shi's shoulder, his expression softened and merely said:
"Why so flustered? Maintain your composure!"
Luo Wentian laughed, smoothing things over:
"Second Senior Brother, Master was just saying that we should start selecting disciples. In the future, we must always be mindful of our behavior, so we don't mislead the disciples."
Xiong Shi set Ning Qi down and apologized to Master and the Senior Brother.
Taking a deep breath, he said:
"Master, it's not that I'm reckless, but there's something that requires your decision."
"It's about Jiu."
With these words, Taoist Longshan's expression became serious.
Luo Wentian was also a bit surprised.
Could it be that the little Junior Brother had gotten into trouble? But the little Junior Brother had always been clever, knew boundaries, and understood reason. It shouldn't be the case.
"What is it?" Taoist Longshan asked.
"You'll know with a probe."
Xiong Shi lightly nudged Ning Qi.
Ning Qi respectfully came forward to salute.
Taoist Longshan looked kindly at Ning Qi, who appeared like a child of five or six, and his heart inexplicably skipped a beat, stirring a certain suspicion. He smiled and extended his right hand, resting it on Ning Qi's head.
In the next instant.
Taoist Longshan's body stiffened, and although his face remained calm, his heart surged with turbulent waves.
He stared dumbfoundedly at his young disciple, almost doubting whether his senses were mistaken.
But the Primordial Core within him had already shown its divinity, making it absolutely impossible for him to be wrong.
Luo Wentian, seeing his Master not removing his hand for a long time, felt a slight tension and asked with concern:
"Master, little Junior Brother, he..."
"His Root Bone has formed," Taoist Longshan said softly.