Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 231 Comprehending the War God's Record - White-Clad Youth
Upon hearing this, the sweeping monk was taken aback. He turned around and saw that Leng Feibai had already disappeared.

After a moment of silence, the sweeping monk recalled Leng Feibai's words, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

Meanwhile, inside the Twelve-Story Tower, Leng Feibai sat cross-legged on the arena stage, carefully recalling the battle that had just taken place.

Except for the last move, the Sweeper Monk handled all the other moves with ease.

The Black-level Buddha's abilities are indeed extremely powerful in terms of mental cultivation among mortals. Most importantly, the Sweeper Monk's cultivation is only one step away from ascension.

As for Leng Feibai, unless he cultivates the third level of the "Five Elements and One Qi Divine Skill" to the point of mastery, he can forget about catching up with the Sweeper Monk in terms of cultivation.

After calming his breathing for a while, Leng Feibai opened his eyes and said in a calm tone, "There's no need to rush. Just keep your mind at peace. Anyway, I don't need to worry about dying of old age! As for Duoduo and the others, I can't start learning how to refine high-level immortality pills until I reach the Immortal Realm. After they finish condensing their bodies, they'll have to rest in the Garden of Flowers for a while."

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he got up and returned to the first floor of the Twelve-Story Building, where he took a medium-sized hourglass that Fan Xian had given him when he was forty-eight years old.

"It takes an hour for the hourglass to run from top to bottom. It's perfect for keeping track of time."

As Leng Feibai spoke, he returned to the martial arts stage and drew a clone with his hand.

The clone stood still, looking calmly at Leng Feibai.

"Please write down the time for me!"

Leng Feibai said calmly, "I need to calculate how long it will take to comprehend the stone carving of the War God's Manual."

After speaking, Leng Feibai sat down cross-legged and focused his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Upon entering, Leng Feibai, still encased in amber, looked at Leng Feibai's appearance and raised an eyebrow slightly, saying, "What's wrong? Got to challenge the Sweeper Monk and got beaten down. But you..."

Before Leng Feibai with black hair could finish speaking, Leng Feibai raised his hand and pointed, burning the inner demon with a burst of soul flames, rendering it speechless once again.

"Humph"

Ignoring the inner demon's boastful words, Leng Feibai walked a few steps to the first stone carving. The carving was exquisite, depicting a god wearing strange armor and a mask covering his face, with a dragon-like monster sitting beneath him. The god flew down from the upper left corner through nine split thick clouds, heading straight for a large, blood-red fireball in the lower right corner. Next to each thick cloud, the words "Nine Heavens," "Eight Heavens," and so on down to the lowest level, "First Heaven," were written.

Above the relief image are five large characters: War God Catalogue, Part 1!

Leng Feibai then sat cross-legged and focused intently on the stone carving.

In an instant, a wave of soul energy emanated from the stone carving, causing Leng Feibai's soul to momentarily dazed.

When he came to his senses, a vast desert stretched out before Leng Feibai's eyes.

Looking at the endless yellow sand around him, Leng Feibai felt curious, but the next moment, the sound of bells ringing came from afar.

"This noise!"

Leng Feibai felt that everything in front of him was very familiar, and muttered to himself, "Next, it should be the young man in white on a horse and in green robes who makes his appearance."

As soon as he finished speaking, a refined-looking, elegant man in white, riding a horse—well, leading a donkey—came over.

"What a brave man!"

Upon seeing the man, Leng Feibai quickly said, "My surname is not Bai!"

"What your last name is is none of my business."

The man smiled slightly, like a gentle spring breeze, making Leng Feibai feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

"Eighteen kinds of weapons, ten kinds of strange weapons, or fists, palms, claws, fingers and legs."

The man's lips, which were no more than thirty-seven degrees Celsius, calmly asked, "Which kind of training do you want me to do with you?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Feibai's expression hardened.

If he remembered correctly, the effect of the first picture in the War God's Manual was that it would allow the learner to quickly comprehend martial arts and the usage of various weapons. After mastering it, one weapon could even perform the effects of various weapons.

Now it seems……

Let's start with our siblings!

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he leaped forward and used five techniques simultaneously—fists, legs, palms, claws, and fingers—to probe and launch a powerful attack towards the white-robed man's position.

The man in white smiled slightly, like the rising sun and lotus flowers dyeing green waves. At the same time, a golden five-clawed dragon emerged from behind him and circled around him.

The moment Leng Feibai's five attacks made contact with the golden dragon, they dissipated into waves of energy.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai remained expressionless, quickly raised his right hand, and pointed directly at the target with three fingers.

Three-Finger Immortal Slayer - Soul and Form Destroyed - Countless Tribulations, Never to Be Reborn

As soon as the ultimate move was unleashed, a destructive force capable of annihilating everything was pointed towards the man in white.

The man in white moved slightly, raising his palm to meet Leng Feibai's fingers, completely disregarding Leng Feibai's finger force.

As their fingers met, the destructive power emanating from Leng Feibai's fingertips vanished the moment it touched the white-robed man's palm, like winter snow meeting the summer sun.

The man in white swiftly changed his palm into a grappling move, grabbing directly at Leng Feibai's three fingers.

Whirlwind Dragon Heaven-Shaking Strike

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Leng Feibai raised his leg high and swung it vertically to strike the white-clad man's shoulder.

Golden energy erupted from his legs, creating a shockwave that forced the white-clad man to retreat dozens of steps.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Leng Feibai exerted force with his feet, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball, attacking the man continuously with the Wudang Thirty-Two Long Fists.

The man in white smiled slightly, his body swaying like a willow branch in the wind, dodging Leng Feibai's fists left and right. At the same time, he pointed a finger straight at Leng Feibai's brow, forcing Leng Feibai to lean back and avoid it.

Left with no other choice, Leng Feibai exerted force with his feet and retreated more than ten steps. The five-colored energy crashed down, suppressing the white-robed man's movements.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai took the opportunity to put his thumbs together.

Twin Sun Swords - Startling Sun Breaker

Two streams of pure Yang energy burst forth from Leng Feibai's hands. The white-robed man smiled again, and before the sword energy could get close to him, he broke free from the suppression of the Five Elements Force Field and successfully dodged the attack of the Twin Yang Swords.

"Hey kid, come on again!"

Hearing the white-robed man's words, Leng Feibai didn't say anything more and launched a powerful punch.

With a punch as powerful as a cannon, Leng Feibai concentrated 60% of his true qi into his right fist, simultaneously entering a state of indestructible golden body.

"This is getting interesting!"

As the man in white spoke, his eyes were fixed on Leng Feibai's punches. His left hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Leng Feibai's wrist and squeezing it tightly.

"Humph"

A ruthless glint flashed in Leng Feibai's eyes. He exerted force with his feet and leaped into the air, concentrating all his remaining strength on his right knee as he thrust it towards the white-robed man's body.

With a heavy blow, Leng Feibai's knee landed directly on the white-clad man's chest.

"Um"

The white-clad man's face contorted in pain as he released his grip on Leng Feibai and stumbled backward.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai's true qi surged once more, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest, swinging them at the white-robed man.

The Nine Suns Great Thunderbolt unleashed a burst of heavenly fire, hurtling towards the man in white.

Seeing this, the man in white raised his hand and the donkey that had come with him transformed into a huge, grotesque round shield, which flew straight to the man and swallowed all the flames released by Leng Feibai.

"Scam!"

"Your flames are a form of Qigong, who cheated first!"

Listening to the white-robed man's sophistry, Leng Feibai was too lazy to waste time with him. He spread his arms, and blazing red true qi instantly covered his arms, transforming into a pair of long swords.

Blazing Sun Blade - Blazing Sun Burns the Sky
Leng Feibai put his arms together and swung his knife down at the man.

The blade was heavy and fierce, the fire was powerful and imposing; the combination of the two resulted in a full-force strike that left no chance of survival, aimed directly at the man in white.

"boom"

The explosion created a raging inferno that engulfed the man in white.

Before Leng Feibai could even breathe a sigh of relief, a shield suddenly flew out of the flames and slammed directly into Leng Feibai's chest.

The heavy blow sent Leng Feibai flying, and he landed on the ground using the Cloud Step technique.

"Boy, come again!"

The man in white flew out of the sea of ​​fire and threw another punch at Leng Feibai.

Leng Feibai swallowed hard and went to meet him again.

Three-quarters of an hour later, Leng Feibai stood panting heavily on the spot.

In the past three quarters of an hour, Leng Feibai used the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique as a guide, and successively used a variety of techniques such as the Soaring Dragon Technique, Three-Finger Immortal Slaying, Heavenly Physician's Pulse Interception Hand, Sword Palm, and Nine Yang Five Absolutes, in an attempt to find a way to defeat the man in white.

But no matter how Leng Feibai changed his moves, the man in white always quickly found a way to counter him and block his attacks.

With his help, Leng Feibai also found the few flaws in his moves and tried to fix them.

Another hour later, Leng Feibai roared and his entire body erupted with powerful true qi.

The sun burns the sky
Covering the Sky Divine Dragon
Nine blazing suns and nine sand and gravel dragons simultaneously appeared and surrounded him.

Dual-parallel Lava Stone Dragon
Leng Feibai let out a low roar, and the Nine Suns and the Sandstone Dragon merged into one, transforming into a blazing red fire dragon, which charged towards the white-robed man.

Upon seeing this, the five-clawed golden dragon on the back of the white-robed man instantly solidified and charged straight at the lava fire dragon released by Leng Feibai.

The two collided, and the five-clawed golden dragon immediately bit the lava fire dragon's neck.

But the next moment, the lava fire dragon exploded, instantly leaving the five-clawed golden dragon in a sorry state, bleeding profusely.

"Hoohoo!"

Leng Feibai was also panting heavily. Before he began his comprehension, his battle with the Sweeper Monk had taken a toll on him.

This battle left him with only 10% of his true qi remaining.

"do not fight!"

Leng Feibai plopped down and said, "I'm too tired to fight anymore, do you still want to fight?"

Hearing Leng Feibai's words, the man in white said nothing. He raised his hand and waved, releasing a claw-shaped burst of energy from one of the five claws of the golden dragon, which flew into Leng Feibai's mind.

In an instant, Leng Feibai's mind was filled with a lot of knowledge and insights about martial arts.

Leng Feibai was overjoyed and began to concentrate on comprehending the secrets.

After an unknown amount of time, Leng Feibai opened his eyes and found himself back on the martial arts stage. He then asked his clone beside him, "How long have I been in seclusion?"

The clone calmly said, "Not long, just over two days, about twenty-eight hours."

Upon hearing this, Leng Feibai's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately began to examine his internal organs.

Unfortunately, Leng Feibai's sudden enlightenment did not have any effect on improving the Qi of the five internal organs.

The area of ​​light on the five internal organs was no different from before.

"It seems that the first stone carving is not very useful for enhancing the Qi of the five internal organs!"

Leng Feibai spoke calmly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes. He could only hope that the next relief sculpture contained information about the Five Elements.

"It seems that I still can't give up on cultivating the inner energy in my lower dantian!"

After making up his mind, Leng Feibai turned around and went down to the martial arts pavilion on the second floor. The seal inside the martial arts pavilion had been broken by about 80%, and soon Leng Feibai selected a very suitable earth-attribute mental cultivation method from the earth-based techniques.

"The Primordial Breathing Earth Technique: An earth-attribute mental cultivation method, divided into nine levels. It can absorb earth-attribute spiritual energy from all over the world into the body, tempering one's physical body and internal organs. With each advancement in the level, the body's defense and explosive power increase by two times. After mastering the technique, one can resist the backlash and side effects of all powerful martial arts."

"That's it!"

Leng Feibai looked at the effects of the cultivation technique in his hand and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Cultivating this skill can not only enhance the Qi of the spleen, but also counteract the backlash of powerful martial arts on the internal organs, making it a valuable ability.

Although the domineering true energy did not cause any damage to his internal organs after being integrated into his own cultivation method.

But just in case, it's better to focus on practicing this.

After putting away the cultivation manual, Leng Feibai turned and walked out of the Twelve-Story Tower, letting the scorching sunlight shine on him.

Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Leng Feibai sighed, took out the Bigu Pill and the Xuan Shui Pill, and swallowed them.

It temporarily relieved my hunger and thirst.

A moment later, in the town at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Leng Feibai stayed in a noodle shop and ordered a bowl of mutton soup noodles, which he then enjoyed immensely.

At the same time, the clone that Leng Feibai had sent to monitor Xiao Yuanshan also sent him a message.

After leaving Shaolin Temple, Xiao Yuanshan first went to a village at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, secretly glanced at a six or seven-year-old boy, and then left most of the silver he was carrying in the boy's yard before heading south to Suzhou.

This morning, Xiao Yuanshan arrived at Canhe Manor outside Suzhou City, where he killed all of Murong's guards, retainers, Murong Bo's wife and son. After looting several stacks of silver notes, he left triumphantly.

The servants and maids of the Murong family took the opportunity to plunder the family's silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, causing the family to scatter like monkeys when the tree fell.

With this, the Murong family, who played an important role in the novel "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," completely disappeared from the martial arts world.

"Pity!"

Leng Feibai took another bite of mutton soup noodles, thinking to himself, "In the future, there will be no more Nan Murong in this world. I just wonder who Kang Min and Quan Guanqing will frame for Ma Dayuan's death!"

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Leng Feibai instructed his clone to continue keeping an eye on Xiao Yuanshan to see what he was planning to do.

After finishing all this, Leng Feibai found a secluded place and returned to Qunfang Garden. He was just waiting to rest enough before setting off for Xingxiu Sea to take down that disgusting old poisoner, Ding Chunqiu.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Ming Cult on Bright Summit in the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest.

An elderly man with gray hair looked at the letter in his hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)