The Air Walking
"The formation of the tribes of the Five Elements in the Central Plains is slightly different from that of other parts of the world. In our traditional culture, the Five Elements are not only related to the planets in the sky, but also related to our ancient Five Elements culture. The Five Elements are divided into five colors: wood is green, fire is Red and soil are yellow, gold is white, and water is black . In the early stages of formation, the Central Plains tribes were mostly divided by numerology, and of course, geographical factors were also taken into consideration. During the period after the catastrophe, the Aquarine tribe was displaced and unstable. Therefore, we have suffered a lot, especially during the ten years of the rise of the Venusian tribe in Central Plains, our people have been bullied.
Until the appearance of a person named Luke Xuanyuan, the first generation patriarch of our clan. During the catastrophe, the elders of his family were missing, it is said that he was hidden under the bodies of several family members when he was found. The textbook in the schoolbag beside him had the words "Luke Xuanyuan" written on it. After that Luke followed others into the Aquarine tribe, they passed through River Luo, crossed the Yellow River, and searched eastward for the Nine Dragon Waterfall in Huangshan, Anhui, said to be the ancient realm for Central Plains Aquarine people. Passing through Kongxiang Temple of Mountain Xiong'er , Luke was by luck meeting with Master Hongren. By chances, the master took Luke as his intimate disciple, started learning a extraordinary flying Kungfu- air walking, which could be equally famous to another flying skills named cloud walk at Shaolin Temple in Mountain Songshan .
There is a saying in the Central Plains that 'the world of martial arts originates from Shaolin.' This is true. It is said that Shaolin Kungfu originated from the ancestor of Sindhu Dharma; but when comparing flying Kungfu, it is really not easy to talk. There are four levels of flying Kungfu at Shaolin temple, namely floating on the water, flying on the grass, flying on the tree, and flying in the clouds. The technique of the flying power originated from the magic ability of Bodhidharma crossing the river with a reed; while the origin of the flying Kungfu at Kongxiang Temple is not originated from ancient India or Sindhu, but was originated from the Central Plains. The source of this practice is Master Zhuangzi, the head of the Authentic ZEN Daoism in the pre-Qin Dynasty 2,000 years ago. Daoist Zhuangzi is well known to be the founder of the Daoist ZEN Zhuangzi school, but few people know that Zhuangzi is actually a martial arts top master, and he is the best in the world at flying Kungfu. During the Wei, Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties, after the integration of Buddhism, Daoism and Confucianism, the three religions had a profound influence on each other. It is indeed impossible to trace back how the unique skill of Authentic ZEN Daoism was passed to Kongxiang Temple .
Luke Xuanyuan studied with the teacher for ten years, got the true biography, and then passed it to the people of the Aquarine tribe, which enabled our tribe to prosper. After going through the vicissitudes of life, it has been nearly a hundred years since the main altar of the Aquarine tribe was moved here. "
Tark's heart shrank, thinking of the couplet hanging at the gate of the Aquarium's General Altar at the eighth realm , "The sea is surging, river Luo is whistling while we crossing the waves; our life is floating, like the waves are rolling into the ocean."
"Master, I don't know if you are still alive, disciple Sam Goo weeping in tears..." Tark was surprised by the sobbing words, turned from his thoughts on the couplet, but saw that the old man had fallen on his knees, and tears were streaming. "Ah, grandpa, why are you...?"
The old man paused, wiped away the tears from his face, and said in a daze, "Yes, I was fortunate enough to follow Master Luke Xuanyuan, and I almost not humiliated his reputation." At this point, he couldn't help being excited, and tears burst into his eyes.
"Your name is Sam Goo? For so many years, I have only thinking that you have the same surname as mine, Yuan." Tark said.
"My child, my surname is not Yuan, and your surname is not Yuan neither, but Xuanyuan..."
As soon as this remark came out, Tark staggered and froze on the ground, not recovering for a long while. Whispered to himself: "Oh god, what is going on here? My surname is Xuanyuan, then Luke Xuanyuan is mine...?"
The old man looked at Tark and didn't wait for him to speak, and then said: "Master Luke is unmatched in the world for his exceptional flying work, and he has also practiced various Kungfu from different schools. His own martial arts origins are very broad, and he should have integrated both Buddhist and Taoist strengths. He is generous, He is knowledgeable and has a leadership style. Under his leadership, the Aquarine people have grown stronger and stronger, and we have enjoyed peace for many years.
Master Luke's personal disciples, senior brother Eric Cheng, second senior brother Marcus Lau, I ranked third, fourth sister Weenie Nan, and senior nephew Moore Xuanyuan. Master Luke gave birth to a son York Xuanyuan , but when he was young he went to sea to search for his royal beast but never returned. York's son Moore Xuanyuan is the grandson of master Luke, and he studied with the master, who we counted as our little nephew. Moore is your father. "
Its Tark's first time heard the word father, he felt a bit strange in his mind. Since a child, he was treated as a wild child with unknown parents. Because there are many orphans or single parents in the neighborhood, he didn't feel anything special. But today when suddenly heard the words "Father, Moore Xuanyuan", he felt strange but cordial.
"Xuanyuan's bloodline is glistened with a lot of legends. Legend has it that Xuanyuan is a kind of pterosaur in ancient times, named Tianyun. The Yellow Emperor (one of the oldest emperors of China) named himself after Xuanyuan too. It was said when his death, his soul took this dragon and ascended to heaven, so the Chinese people are also called the descendants of the dragon. Then the descendants of Xuanyuan clan was passed down in the same bloodline and lived in various parts of the Central Plains. Many of their families have ancient treasures, not to show the world, and the master Luke Xuanyuan escaped the catastrophe that year, because of his family's protection, but also relying on the treasures handed down by the family—— the Soft Fish Armor."
Tark couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch the Soft Fish Armor he was wearing, and he was pretty much convinced of his blood origin.
"As the master was getting older and older, he feels tired of everything in the tribe, and he intends to travel around the world also visit tribes of the Five Elements. In the center altar of the Eighth Realm of the Nine Realms, the master Luke assigned his patriarch to the senior disciple Eric Cheng, and awarded him the twelve-zodiac star Aquarine ring as the symbol of patriarch . Then riding a Xuanwu, master Luke started his journey to travel."
"Grandpa Master, what is Xuanwu? It is comparable to the Watarmoo you are riding?" Tark interrupted the old man and asked, looking up.
"Haha, Tark, my Watarmoo is insignificant compared to the master's Xuanwu. Xuanwu is an ancient deity beast, also being called the Black Tortoise. After the catastrophe, the terrestrial creatures were almost extinct, and the aquatic creatures were also barely survived due to the sudden rise in sea temperature. Only deep-sea creatures, ancient creatures and strange beasts are spared. Because of the long-term study of water, also due to the superb flying Kungfu, Aquarine people from above the sixth realm or more have learned the ability to control sea beasts. You live in the land area for a long time, so I bet you didn't hear much of it. However, I have already taught you the knowledge to control sea beasts, whether you can meet and tame one depends on your own luck and skills."
Tark suddenly realized, "You'd taught me how to ride a flying fish..." The old man smiled slightly, "Yes, Tark, but flying fish only swims underneath the water about 3 to 5 meters. Many deep-sea animals enter the shallow sea after the catastrophe, while 200 to 300 meters beneath usually is their area. And the sea beasts are spiritual and more accessible, most can understand us."
"Then what happened to your right arm?" Tark asked while looking at old man's right arm.
"Hey, I know you always wanted to ask, but you never did." The old man said, "About ten years ago, strange things happened frequently in the clan. After patriarch Eric's air walking reached the eighth level, consciously he thought his internal strength reached a bottleneck. In order to improve, he decided to go to the ninth realm and retreat to practice the inner strength of the mind. He tried all his best to reach the ninth realm, but was missing when he returned from the nine realm back to the eight realm after his meditation. Brother Marcus Lau, I, along with the board members of the clan and the eight heads of the realms were looking for him diversely. Right after boarded the eighth realm from the seventh realm, I was suddenly assaulted. The assailant was wearing Brother Marcus's clothes, lying in the grass with his back facing up. I was anxious at the time, and before I could think about it, I quickly stepped forward to check. When my right hand just touched this person's clothes, my fingers suddenly ache, and I immediately popped back. This person also worked lightly, the moves were fierce and quick. Like lightning, I haven't seen how this person makes a move, when three heart-chasing nails have arrived, pointing directly at my heart. No matter how good my air walking skill is, it is not possible to be as fast as hidden weapons. If I continue to retreat, these three nails are inevitable and must be fatal. All of a sudden, I tried the eighth change of the sixth move of the air walking-Survive of Six Tribulations, named repent to be saved, a flying Kungfu that leads to death for survival. It needs to stimulate the internal force and the flying skill at the same time, and instantly move in the opposite direction without any supporting, while turning the head forward and the foot backward. Three heart-chasing nails passed along my toes and I escaped a catastrophe... Before landing, the palm strength was reached, and in a hurry, I lifted the tip of my tongue and returned to my true essence with mixed vitality and gathered on my right arm again, abruptly. I took the palm of the opponent with my right palm. The opponent didn't seem to expect me to have such internal strength, and after a few steps back, he drew back.
I didn't chase, I hurried to check the injury, my right hand was bruised and black, my fingertips had begun to fester, and it had spread upwards to my arm. This person had poisoned on the surface of his clothes. It was really impossible to prevent, excessive speed caused irreversible poisoning, it left me no other choice but broke my right arm myself. "
"Do you know who the opponent was? Is he from the same side of the one who attacked me? What is the purpose of them?" Tark asked.
The old man shook his head, "I'm not sure, but there are flame patterns on the knuckles of the five fingers of his right hand. I suspect he is from the southwest Marinee tribe, but there is no evidence. Not even the flame patterns on the knuckles are still inconclusive, as for the purpose, I guess it is somehow related to your Xuanyuan family, so we changed your surname to Yuan since when you were young."