With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 411 Re-entering the Imagery to Search the Mountains and Forests! (Chapter 410 has been released)
[Dragon Meditation: Third Level (85%)]

He was increasingly satisfied; it seemed that he had not slacked off in his pursuit of Dao during this time.

The third layer is the final layer. Once perfected, it contains spiritual power that can enhance his thinking ability.

That is, comprehension.

For martial artists, comprehension is more important than innate talent in order to learn and master divine skills.

Moreover, Meng Chuan had an even bolder conjecture:
"This kind of secret technique cannot break through the limits, but can it be integrated with other martial arts?"

When it is perfected, Meng Chuan will give it a try.

Secret techniques are the "essence" extracted from divine skills.

If it can be integrated with ordinary martial arts, the improvement will likely be significant.

Moreover, he had some kind of enlightenment:
If one wants to integrate and master all these skills, one can "create" a unique and extraordinary martial art.

We will definitely need to draw on other similar divine abilities.

As for how to learn from and break through the limits of other divine skills to achieve mastery, that's definitely impossible.

If you already possess the level of a breakthrough divine skill, what's the point of fusing it? You'd probably already be a living martial god.
What should that do?
Meng Chuan guessed that the answer lay in these [secret methods] related to divine skills and ultimate techniques.

These are still far off; he only has some guesses and will try them slowly after Long has completed his meditation.

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan suddenly felt something flashing in his mind.

Upon internal examination, it was discovered that the tiger-shaped mark was indeed obtained from Shang Ruyi and was causing the problem.

He's been so busy lately that he's almost forgotten about the dead tiger in his imagination.
At this moment, Meng Chuan looked into his sea of ​​consciousness and saw the mark flickering, as if it was "luring" him in.

"What do you mean? This dead tiger hasn't seen me in a long time, and it misses me?"

Meng Chuan speculated on why it was flickering and analyzed the reasons.

Is it like the previous Ice Crane Mark, about to disappear and "say goodbye" to itself?
Or do they need to talk to me?
Meng Chuan was almost ready to give up. The previous times he went in, this dead tiger never taught him anything and just slapped him out.

Seeing this, I suddenly felt that there might still be a chance.

"Maybe it really can teach Tiger Form Divine Skill!"

He felt that as he broke through more limits, he could learn more about the characteristics of changing his meridians and bones, as well as the most crucial limit-breaking of his stance training.

Sooner or later, I will be able to cultivate both form and meaning, and accomplish something unprecedented.

Therefore, collecting these top-tier, symbolic martial arts techniques now is not a waste of time; it's about being prepared for the future.

Meng Chuan's gambling addiction flared up, but he managed to convince himself otherwise.

After thinking it over, I gritted my teeth and decided to go in.

A single Cloud Water Pill costs only four million; I can afford to gamble on it.

He's just a little upset because he was killed and came out.
The mountains and forests unfold slowly before your eyes like a scroll painting.

His enhanced mental strength has allowed him to glimpse the composition of the [World of Images].

"Just like the illusory realm of Brahma before, and the way Xun Dasheng changed the world with a wave of his hand."

Smelling the tiger's scent in the air, Meng Chuan snapped out of his daze.

He saw the giant, striped tiger hovering in mid-air, looking down at him as if it had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the tiger whiskers twitch at the corner of its mouth, it understood that the tiger was signaling to it that it was time to throw a punch.
Meng Chuan remained still, wanting to test whether the attitude of the long-unseen "dead tiger" had improved.

The tiger squinted at him.

Gradually, he felt an immense pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down on him, coming from all directions.

Meng Chuan cursed under his breath, then had no choice but to start practicing the [Fierce Tiger Fist].

If he doesn't act soon, his body might be completely crushed by the invisible force in the air.

This was the opponent's strength, something Meng Chuan couldn't fathom.

But he had a vague feeling that if this tiger could appear in the real world...

Judging from his imposing presence alone, even the Venerable Heavenly King probably couldn't subdue this guy.

Once, twice, three times.
Meng Chuan's Tiger Form Boxing only knows this technique; if a dead tiger doesn't react, he'll keep hitting it.

During the boxing practice, he simply stretched out his fists and kicked out, performing the routine.

Limited by the meridians, one cannot utilize qi and blood or exert force.

The beast remained suspended in mid-air, its gaze gradually shifting from calm to thoughtful.

It spoke in human language, its voice like a roar that rolled in:

"Roar! Keep hitting, don't stop."

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Meng Chuan stopped thinking about all that and just decided to fight.

Judging from the other party's attitude, even if I die again today, I'll probably still gain something.
After fighting for another ten minutes or so, the giant tiger seemed to have thought of something.

Suddenly, the tiger claw pressed down in mid-air, and the invisible force instantly changed the course of Meng Chuan's boxing style.

Meng Chuan instantly felt something pressing down on his back.

He could only lower his head slightly, his back taut like a long bow.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful energy swirled around his arms, giving his every move a touch of the tiger's form.

Although he was being restrained by the other party at this moment, Meng Chuan was not annoyed at all, but rather somewhat excited.

Because this dead tiger has finally become a "person," it's teaching itself something real!

Inside the body, the main branches of the meridians transformed by the Three Talents Stance creaked and groaned, as if they were enduring indescribable twisting and pressure.

Unbeknownst to Meng Chuan, the tiger hovering in mid-air was actually nodding to itself.

At this moment, he crouched down like a tiger gathering its strength, his shoulders relaxed and elbows dropped, his fists clenched like tiger claws.

When he throws the Tiger Fist, his punches are like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, his body leans with his fists, and his waist twists like a tail wagging.

His steps forward were like a tiger treading a mountain ridge, his gait powerful and domineering, even his eyes carrying a hint of ferocity.

"Hurry up, continue!"

The tiger urged him on from the air. Meng Chuan felt like his meridians were about to explode, but thankfully his willpower was extraordinary.

He endured the pain and continued boxing.

He had a hunch that this dead tiger, like Principal Yang before him, had probably discovered that his meridians were abnormal.

After all, his meridians had broken through their limits once when he was standing in the Three Talents Stance during the martial artist stage, so they were indeed somewhat different from ordinary people.

Let's continue and see what the other party is really up to.

After all, he had tried it more than a dozen times, but the interface still didn't show any "beginner" prompts.

This shows that even under the guidance of the other party.

He was also unable to break through the innate constraints of his meridians and unleash the Fierce Tiger Fist, which contained the power and energy of blood and qi.

Time passed slowly, and Meng Chuan was drenched in sweat, feeling like he was about to explode.

At this moment, the disintegrating and twisting power within the body had already spread to every part of the body.

His entire body was groaning and groaning as he stretched his arms and legs.

If it weren't for the fact that the root bone was changed to a superior grade, it would have led to an improvement in bone quality.

He's probably already "offline" by now.
Seemingly sensing that Meng Chuan had reached his limit, the giant, striped tiger in the air suddenly roared.

In an instant, the tiger's roar transformed into tangible sound wave ripples.

The space in front of Meng Chuan was also distorted and rippled like the surface of water.

His entire skeleton was also affected by the sound waves, almost collapsing and shrinking.

In an instant, his body completely disintegrated and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

After Meng Chuan left, the tiger gracefully strolled down from mid-air, muttering to itself:
"Why are this person's meridians so active, as if they have infinite possibilities?"

However, it was still a little short; unfortunately, this world could no longer be maintained.

It intended to impart the Dharma to Meng through sound waves, but unfortunately, the other party could not withstand it in the end.

It already includes a demonstration by Meng Chuan on how to get started.

Whether they can continue their cultivation depends on their comprehension.
When Meng Chuan opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that his head didn't hurt at all.

There was none of the excruciating pain I felt after dying and being pulled out of the body.

It's just that my mental energy was greatly depleted, but my foundation wasn't damaged, so I can recover on my own.

Saving a single Cloud Water Pill is a huge profit!
When he came to his senses, he found that the tiger-shaped mark in his mind had disappeared.

"The dead tiger is gone."

Like the crane before him, it disappeared.

Meng Chuan felt that he was only a little bit away from truly mastering the secrets of the Tiger Form Fist's blood and qi circulation.

Meanwhile, the dead tiger left.

The Tiger Form Divine Skill he had always longed for was gone too, what a pity.
While adjusting his breathing, he calmed his somewhat agitated mind.

In dreams, the six realms of existence are clearly present; upon waking, however, all is empty and the vast universe is gone.

He was increasingly able to understand the meaning of this Buddhist verse.

"My path in martial arts has always held infinite possibilities. What does it matter if I miss out? I shouldn't get bogged down in it."

At the same time, Meng Chuan discovered a surprise on the panel.

Suddenly, a new martial art appeared in the secret techniques section, one that I had never seen before.

[Searching for Forests: Level 1 (1%)]

"Where did this come from? When did I learn this?"

After a moment, he seemed to be deep in thought.

"Back in the world of imagery, the tiger was controlling me to practice that strangely shaped Tiger Fist; was he teaching me this secret technique?"

Thinking it through, Meng Chuan recalled his own movements and punches as he controlled the tiger's posture.

There is a certificate that will last forever, and he remembers how to play it.

After practicing twice, drenched in sweat, my meridians felt twisted and my bones felt like they were sinking into a quagmire; the pain was comparable to an enhanced version of Brahma's prison.

Yet another martial art that goes against human nature.

Meng Chuan stopped adjusting his breathing and examined himself internally.

Aside from no improvement in proficiency, there was no sensation of abnormal changes in certain parts of the body as expected from practicing [Boiling Flame].

"Is this how you train? What's the point of training like this?"

Searching mountains and patrolling forests sounds like a secret technique exclusive to the Tiger Formation lineage.

Meng Chuan guessed that since the source was a tiger-shaped mark, and the mark came from Shang Ruyi.

It seems the other party knows how to practice this secret technique.

During his previous gambling match with Wu Hong, his phone still contained transfer information for academic credits paid by Shang Ruyi's apprentice, along with a phone number.

Meng Chuan thought about it and realized that calling directly to ask seemed inappropriate.
The two weren't familiar with each other to begin with, so it would be strange if Shang Ruyi even bothered to talk to him about the secrets of a divine martial arts technique.
Moreover, it's a bit inappropriate for a Xingyi School martial artist like myself to ask about the secret techniques of the Xiangxing School.

"Never mind, I'll study it when I'm able to learn the animal-shaped boxing style later."

Even if I practice this "Searching Mountains and Patrolling Forests" technique every day, my meridians probably won't be able to withstand it.

Just like the "Crane Soaring Through the Clouds" technique in my mind, let's put it aside for now.

Meridians are fundamental and of paramount importance in the path of martial arts cultivation.

If practicing this secret technique affects the extension of one's meridians towards the star trails in the martial arts celestial realm, then one would truly be left with nothing but tears.

The next morning, Meng Chuan came to Qi Daoren's house to cultivate.

As soon as he entered the room, he discovered that there was another person inside.

Xu Qingfeng was actually at the other party's home, which surprised him.

(End of this chapter)