With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 465 Lord of Storms! Thunder God!
The Demon-Slaying Sword gradually rose three inches, hovering without falling, its blade becoming increasingly wondrous.

It was not martial arts true energy that was controlling it, but rather the invisible "divine power of incense" that was lifting it up and slowly delivering it to the hands of the Emperor statue.

Chen Tuan narrowed his eyes, pondering to himself:

"The energy flows together, the incense burns and gathers strength, and then it is nurtured for forty-nine days."

"To slay demons and avert karmic retribution, and for the grand ritual at Luo Tian, ​​it is time for the Wudang Divine Sword to emerge from seclusion."

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

At Wang Ye's home.

Early that morning, Meng Chuan had just woken up after a rare nap, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"The saying that martial arts training requires a balance between work and rest is absolutely true."

With his spirits restored, Meng Chuan decided to enter the Battle Soul Space again today to beat the old man!

In an instant, the symbol that had been hidden on the inside of his wrist began to shimmer.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, a small portion of the [God] was consumed.

In a daze, Meng Chuan stepped into the world of "Five Thunderbolts" once again.

A few days ago, he was already able to touch the area around the mad old Taoist.

This time, we'll definitely let him taste a fist as big as a door!
I opened my eyes to find the sky above me shrouded in leaden clouds.

The leaden clouds were faintly outlined by a darker halo, and the sound of rumbling thunder could be heard in the distance.

Before I could react, a bolt of lightning struck me head-on.

Meng Chuan subconsciously twisted his body and stepped towards the third position in the Nine Palaces formation, just barely dodging the lightning bolt.

The Nine Palaces Step is indeed useful; you can actively use it for offense, but you also need to figure out how to predict your opponent's movements.

But Meng Chuan is gradually becoming more proficient at using it subconsciously to dodge.

Gradually, it was transformed into a subtle, unconscious fighting instinct.

He quickly snapped out of his daze; he didn't have time to think any further.

Because countless bolts of lightning were striking down from the sky, like primordial lightning born from dark clouds.

This was actually the old Taoist priest borrowing the power of heaven and earth to unleash his own thunder magic.

While dodging, Meng Chuan pondered in his heart:

"Once my Qi Observation Technique and Five Thunderbolts Technique are both perfected, I should be able to achieve this as well."

He'd wanted to be a mage for a long time.
A figure passed through the curtain of thunderstorm, and bursts of intense lightning exploded on the earth, tearing open countless cracks.

The ground was covered with charred black lines, and the lightning resembled a demonic dragon representing the will to destroy.

After being severed from the ground, it could still track the path like a navigation system and continue crashing towards Meng Chuan.

He doesn't know how it's done and wants to learn!

As the lightning subsided and the dust settled, Meng Chuan laughed:

"Old Taoist, take this punch!"

His two arms dragged behind him, huge and terrifying.

Like a giant god wielding two battering rams.

Lightning flashed across his body, transforming into an electrical load that circled around him inch by inch, crackling and popping with explosive sounds.

This is the Storm Overlord effect of [Yuan Lei Jie Mai] taking effect.

Here, his entire energy was drawn and amplified by the lightning, significantly enhancing his destructive and explosive power.

There is only one side effect: after triggering [Storm Lord], it will accelerate the consumption of internal energy.

However, when Meng Chuan was promoted to a martial arts master, his body underwent a second mutation.

The spring is much, much larger than others.

I don't care about this small amount of energy; I have plenty of energy!
However, at this moment, the raging power of thunder was propelling his body towards the "Electric Old Taoist" on the mountaintop.

As he approached, not only did thunderbolts fall from the sky, striking him relentlessly.

Even the surrounding air was filled with countless strands of lightning magma woven into a fine net, layer upon layer, blocking his progress.

This is the old Taoist's way of "manipulating" the energy of thunder.

But it's not just about top-level control and the support of immense lightning-attribute martial arts principles that can achieve this; it's also about mental power driving and altering these things to create such a "lightning cage."

It can be said that the entire world of imagery has now been transformed into a field of seasoned mastery.

The closer they got to him, the denser the net of lightning became.

The strength the opponent is displaying at this moment is the power of the conception, which is almost equivalent to a martial arts master who has just entered the third limit.

Meng Chuan felt immense pressure facing this situation.

Fortunately, the mad Taoist priest did not practice both internal and external cultivation, so his physical body was his weakness.

If the opponent also practices external martial arts, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him in a short time.

These lightning nets could not stop his charge.

Meng Chuan's skin was covered in dark earth vein energy, which was quickly melted away and disintegrated by the colorful light emanating from his body, which resembled a colorful ball of lights.

Upon encountering lightning, it is used for one's own benefit.

It continued to propel its body faster and faster, converging into a rainbow of indescribable color.
As obstacles were broken through one by one, Meng Chuan, without any inhibitions, charged forward!

Finally, he leaped to the mountaintop, stepping onto the Cloud Ladder and staring down at the mad old man. His body was surrounded by black and multicolored light, crackling with electricity under the enhancement of lightning.

Meng Chuan raised his right fist and punched downwards, the lightning fully activating the dark clouds above his head, and two bolts of lightning struck the old Taoist priest together.

Boom! Two loud explosions landed on the mountaintop, and the dust, like swirling ink, obscured the view inside.

Before he could dissipate, Meng Chuan, guided by the perception and energy of the [God], transformed into a giant meteorite and crashed into it.

His body was enveloped in a mixture of mist and lightning that exploded and billowed upwards. In that instant, his fist grew twice as large again and slammed down on the mountaintop!

In that instant, he plunged into the smoke and dust.

At first glance, Meng Chuan looked astonished.

But the old Taoist priest remained expressionless, stretching out his withered, twig-like arm and pushing it towards his fist.

A flash of light appeared, and the lightning almost condensed into crystals. The moment it touched the old Taoist, lightning intensified around him, and his white hair, pointing towards the sky, turned black as if it were growing in reverse.

The old Taoist took a deep breath, and instantly, dark clouds rolled in, as if he were interacting with the weather. Incredibly violent lightning rose from his body, drifting into the clouds and gathering in the wind without dissipating.

His muscles, nourished by the thunder, swelled up instantly, like bolts of lightning coiling around his body.

His tattered Taoist robe ripped to shreds, his eyes fixed on Meng Chuan in mid-air, lightning flashing in his eyes, impossible to conceal.

At this moment, it was as if a god had descended to earth, the Thunder God!

"You wicked creature who dares to try and spy on the art of thunder!"

The next instant, a mighty thunderbolt swept across the heavens and earth.

It was too fast; Meng Chuan couldn't react at all.

First, I felt a numbness, very quickly.

Everything went black. "Game over."

A mocking voice seemed to echo in his mind:
Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war; hero, please try again!

Suddenly sitting up in bed, Meng Chuan woke up and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, due to "death".

My mental strength has clearly declined and needs time to recover.

Fortunately, it didn't take long. His mental strength was no longer what it used to be, and he was able to recover in about a day.

He pinched the space between his eyebrows. After his spiritual foundation was improved, even the feeling of dying each time was much better, and he would feel better after a while.

A moment later, he walked out of the room.

While warming up with the Nine Palaces Tai Chi, Meng Chuan pondered in his mind.

I originally thought I could beat the old Taoist priest this time.

Subdue him with force and make the old man sit down and discuss the Dao.

"When I used my ultimate skill at point-blank range this time, it should have triggered the second stage of the old man's attack."

"I didn't expect him to know a little bit about martial arts."

He not only had a superficial understanding, but as his physical explosiveness grew stronger and his fighting techniques approached the level of "rhythm," his understanding of movement techniques also became increasingly profound.

He hadn't encountered an opponent whose speed could overwhelm him for a long time.

The Battle Soul Space is still somewhat different from the true world of imagination.

The scenes and characters lack "soul," resembling mechanical game NPCs.

After transforming, the old Taoist priest cursed himself as a "wicked creature".

It sounds just like the lines spoken before unleashing a powerful attack.
Looking back at the panel:
【Thunderbolts: Mastery (70%) → (71%)】

This method is nearing completion.

The rate at which proficiency is accumulated remains unchanged.

This still allows one to steadily improve upon this highly difficult ancient martial arts technique by learning a little bit every day.

Meng Chuan seemed to have a sudden realization:
This is because he activated the old man's second state.

I'm constantly "learning" new things.

To gain a lot of proficiency in one go, the key is to defeat the veteran and make him kneel down and sing "Conquer".

"Even if the old Taoist can transform, he is not a tank-type martial artist. My strength is enough to break through his defenses."

The key issue is that I'm far behind in speed; this is my weakness if I want to beat him.

How to resolve this situation?

Meng Chuansi quickly came up with a solution.

He learned from the old Taoist priest and used "divine power" to transform himself.

Learn from the barbarians and use their skills to defeat the barbarians!
The liberation form primarily enhances power.

If he could get a little closer and learn the old man's trick to boost his speed, his overall explosive power would increase dramatically, and he would definitely be able to sing "Conquer"!

The old Taoist's move also involves mastering the energy of thunder, which I definitely still need to learn.

As for the solution, Meng Chuan already knew it:
On one hand, they continued to go to the Battle Soul Space to get beaten up and learn from others.

On the other hand, we also need to work hard in the real world.

Master was also an expert in playing with lightning, so Meng Chuan decided to do it without hesitation and made a phone call to inquire.

In the island nation, Luo Guanyun had just finished consuming the "century-old snow lotus" sent by his apprentice.

Not only did my mind feel warm, but my heart felt warm too.
I received a call from my apprentice and heard his question.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Guanyun said thoughtfully:

[Lightning stimulating physical acceleration? That's a bold idea; I've never tried it.]

Is it dangerous, Master?

The danger is great. I just made some speculations in my mind and have some ideas.

Because at the very beginning of this process, a "thunder anchor point" is imprinted in the body so that the thunder-attribute energy can be mobilized and transformed to stimulate the body later.

After all, it's impossible for it to be "thunderstorms" every day; it's not your domain.

[Understood, Master, please continue.]

On the other end of the phone, Meng Chuan nodded to indicate that he understood.

Master is indeed a master of thunder magic; he hit the nail on the head right away.

"Then I'll continue. From my perspective, I strongly advise against you trying this now."

This is because it involves "drawing lightning into the body." Although you have a strong physique, lightning is the most violent force in nature.

If you're not careful, you could burn your internal organs, and if you go too far, you could damage them, which would be a huge loss.

Moreover, you haven't yet mastered the ability to transform your mind's magnetic field; the imagery you're creating is merely in its rudimentary form.

Therefore, you should have noticed that the mine that was brought in was not "real" enough; it was fake.

What does this mean? Even if your body can withstand the onslaught of lightning, the force won't be enough to imprint an "anchor point."

Therefore, this idea is good, but let's wait until we have a master of the Three Limits before trying it.

(End of this chapter)