With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 471 Three Seals Branded on the Body to Receive the Wondrous Dharma, One Word Fulfilled as a Prophecy, a Tragic Omen for the Divine Lord!

Meng Chuan's words were rather tactful, but his attitude was very firm.

The True Martial Emperor was a highly accomplished cultivator; he could not possibly be a person who acted impulsively.

He was certain that even if the negotiations failed, he would still pass on the Xuanwu Method to him for the sake of martial arts destiny.

You won't regret it if you give it a try.

Besides, the other party can't just slap me to death; there are people outside.
Meng Chuan still held the Emperor in high esteem.

But since it concerned his own martial arts, he had no choice but to "offend" them.

At the same time, Zhenwu clearly understood what he meant.

The atmosphere was heavy, with only Meng Chuan's soft breathing audible.

One stands on a high platform looking down, while the other stands at the bottom of the steps looking up.

Their gazes were locked; even the rustling of the curtains in the wind sounded like thunder.

A moment later, Zhenwu met Meng Chuan's gaze.

He spoke slowly, his tone somewhat cold:

"The Demon-Subduing Divine Power is not at the level of a so-called divine skill, and it is not necessarily more powerful than the few fist techniques you have."

As for divine skills and ultimate techniques, they are the result of the collective will of all beings in Zhenwu. The Demon-Slaying Divine Skill was also created by a devout believer, and its subsequent development was also undertaken by believers.

In short, it's about the deductive reasoning and learning after you've entered the field, and it's closely related to me. If you don't believe and observe, how can you talk about cultivation?

Hearing His words, Meng Chuan nodded slightly, pondering in his heart:

"Are faith and visualization compulsory courses in practicing the True Martial Divine Skill?"

Today I understand why the Great Chu didn't completely convert all the temples and shrines into martial shrines.

Take the True Martial Emperor as an example. If the Great Chu wanted to forcibly convert it into a Martial Temple, it would be a complete overhaul.

Leaving aside the fighting power of the Taoist priests when they rebel, the fact that their faith is related to the cultivation of Wudang Divine Skill, and involves the future martial arts path of the Wudang Sect's Grandmasters and even the Great Sage Heavenly King, means that it cannot be changed.
Of course, the Great Chu was quite confident in the Zhenwu faith, as it was on the national faith whitelist.

If even He is corrupted by demons, then the immortals and Buddhas are basically all wiped out.
The people of Wudang will do everything in their power to protect the True Martial Emperor from being corrupted by demons, in order to safeguard their own martial path.

Thinking of the countless conceptual demon corpses inside the Fengdu Cave.

It's likely that even without the Wudang people taking action, Zhenwu's power would be enough to kill these Xiaozhen people.

As for the divine skills and unique techniques mentioned by Zhenwu, such as the Demon-Subduing Divine Power, they cannot be learned without faith.

Meng Chuan stated, "I will bear witness to this forever."

If you dare to teach me, I'll show you how.
The emperor's words were somewhat a strategic retreat.

Meng Chuan chose to press on, decisively cutting through the mess!
He paused, then said:
"Please grant me the teachings, Your Majesty. Meng Chuan is truly eager to learn, so why not give it a try?"

As long as one can get started, even if the progress is slow.

Going forward, we can also try to find a solution by relying on the other characteristics of Wudang Zhenwu.

For example, traits that enhance corresponding comprehension and the probability of sudden enlightenment.

All of these will be beneficial for learning the True Martial Arts Divine Skill in the future.

Given time, he can keep breaking limits and completely master the Demon-Slaying Divine Power series.

As long as you have the right qualities, it doesn't matter what beliefs you have; the game is all about turning the impossible into the possible.
Upon hearing this, Zhenwu shook his head, feeling that Meng Chuan was indulging in wishful thinking.

But looking at Xuanwu beside him, He made a decision: He would grant Meng Chuan's "delusion."

Pass it on to the other person; whether they can learn it or not is their own business.

"Alright, seeing your persistence, I can imprint the [Mysterious Heaven True Martial Demon-Subduing Scripture] into your mind."

As for the other methods of subduing demons, you can learn them from the disciples of Wudang using the mark; they will teach you themselves.

The transmission of power within the Dharma realm consumes a great deal of incense and divine energy, so there is no need to impart the entire series of demon-subduing techniques to him.

Learning from others can never be as profound as receiving the teachings through spiritual guidance.

But since Meng Chuan wasn't a Wudang disciple and yet dared to threaten him, he certainly wouldn't use any more incense offerings or divine power.

The fact that the highest level of demon-slaying divine skill was bestowed upon this kid was already out of respect for Xuanwu.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Meng Chuan clasped his hands in a martial salute and bowed deeply.

This method sounds incredibly effective.

Let's just start taking it and learn later.

With this, Meng Chuan gained another divine skill.

Including the fire-attribute divine skill that Principal Sui promised, he still has three more skills waiting for him to break through to the Grandmaster realm.

Because besides these two, there is another powerful and divine skill, which exists within the Xuanwu Method.

【The Undying Great Dao Scripture of Ren Gui Xuanwu】!
As he was pondering this, he saw Zhenwu beckoning him to come forward.

Meng Chuan approached step by step, and as he got closer to his opponent, the faint echoes of wind and thunder reverberated in his ears.

Only by looking closely can one truly feel the emperor's majesty.

At this moment, he was also a little scared; he had really been a bit too bold just now.
He abandoned his intention to "take advantage of the situation" and stood obediently five meters away from Zhenwu, waiting for the instruction and transmission of skills.

Zhenwu Danyan swept his eyes over himself, but he didn't say much. He simply pressed down with his right hand, and a torrent of blue and yellow liquid poured into the top of his head.

But then he saw countless illusory and real objects resembling talismans gathering and dispersing in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ultimately, under the influence of some great power, it transformed into a disheveled, barefoot phantom.

This is the Seal of Zhenwu.

The voice of the True Martial Emperor in his ear pulled him back to reality:

"You will only have one chance to learn from now on. Once this True Martial Seal is activated, the incense power it contains will be exhausted and it will dissipate completely. If you want to learn, you should be fully prepared."

"clear."

The Emperor was quite considerate. Meng Chuan had previously experienced Principal Sui's Golden Crow bestowing the Dharma, so he naturally knew the pattern of this Dharma-bestowing mark.

What I don't know is that both the principal and the emperor transmit their skills through divine thought.

What are the similarities and differences between the two?
According to Zhenwu, this mark is formed from the power of incense offerings. In the context of human martial arts, this power would be a kind of alternative form of "divine".

Therefore, Meng Chuan guessed that Principal Sui's methods were similar to His, which was a powerful application of mental power.

Most of them are the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, a manifestation of spiritual power mutation or a wonderful application after reaching a certain high level.

Previously, my senior uncle Zhao Shousui had mentioned the term "Soul Palace" to me.

Meng Chuan estimated that the divine transmission of techniques was related to this, and it was a product of the subsequent development of the martial arts path.

Coming to my senses, I realized that the [True Martial Seal] had already taken up a corner of my consciousness.

He interrupted his internal vision and stared at the slowly approaching Xuanwu.

This was the first time Meng Chuan had seen a living "mythical creature" with his own eyes.

Xuanwu is the combined embodiment of the tortoise and snake generals, and its image is exactly what people imagine.

His carapace was bluish-black with brown tinges, and the edges of each shield were raised with thin, raised edges, like old tiles worn smooth by time.

A spirit snake was coiled around its back, its scales as fine as fish scales, and its whole body shimmered with a faint golden light.

Meng Chuan saw that the turtle's neck and the snake's neck were both reaching towards him.

In a moment of impulsiveness, he reached out and touched it with both hands.
The snake head on the right hand is burning hot, while the black tortoise head on the left hand is icy cold.
"Stand still and don't move. Wait for Him to transfer power to you."

Zhenwu's eyes held a hint of heartache.

The transmission of power from Xuanwu to Mengchuan will consume a significant amount of his already limited incense offerings.

If Meng Chuan does not achieve great success in the future, his risky act of transferring his skills today may very well be the beginning of the demonic invasion.

Zhenwu has already shielded him from too many external "peeping" forces.

But the demons within can only be overcome by oneself.

Xuanwu has his own reasons for entrusting his fortune to an outsider, and Zhenwu respects those reasons.

This was Xuanwu's own decision, and He decided not to interfere.

Legend has it that Xuanwu is the embodiment of one's own intestines.

But in fact, the True Martial Emperor knows where Xuanwu comes from, and so do the high-ranking officials of Wudang.

Beyond the heavens, besides demons, there are other beings.

And then there are those souls whose homes were destroyed by the demons, leaving them homeless.
Some wandered aimlessly for thousands, even tens of thousands of years, and unintentionally found the Blue Star.

Those wandering souls traverse the sea of ​​stars, lingering outside the atmosphere of the blue planet.

This is a pure land yet untouched by evil, deeply attracting these souls.

They were originally beings from another world. After their home was devoured by the Heavenly Demon, only their fragmented spiritual consciousness remained, wandering in the void.

Zhenwu the Great was born when the incense offerings were being distributed.

On the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain, I suddenly saw seven dark blue cracks appear in the northern sky, and the corresponding positions of the Big Dipper shone brightly.

Countless firefly-like soul lights poured down, gathering in the sea of ​​clouds to form a star mist where tortoises and snakes intertwined.

The seven stars of the North, namely "Dou, Niu, Nü, Xu, Wei, Shi, and Bi", form a shape resembling a tortoise and snake intertwined.

This is also the origin of the image of Xuanwu, the guardian of the north, in the minds of ordinary people.

The Emperor waved his whisk from his sleeve, using his own incense and divine power to solidify it into form.

Starlight and soul mist converged, instantly condensing into a giant black-armored tortoise, while serpentine streams of light coiled into a soaring serpent.

Between the patterns on the tortoise shell, one can still see the embers that have not yet been extinguished, and in the snake's eyes, the shattered remnants of its homeland are still reflected.

This is the origin of the true form of Xuanwu.

He is both the guardian deity of the north and the remnant of a wandering star soul.

When Meng Chuan heard Zhenwu tell him to stop, he was about to withdraw his attack.

But he found that his hand was being pulled in by a strange suction force, and he couldn't pull it back no matter how hard he tried.
Then, his five fingers involuntarily tensed up.

But then, a faint blue ripple appeared where the palm touched the two heads.

At the same time, a strange sight suddenly appeared before Meng Chuan's eyes: the starry sky hanging upside down.

The tortoise and snake generals are coiled around the Big Dipper, with each star hanging down a silver thread, branding seven acupoints on his spine where ice and fire intertwine.

When the last silver thread of the Tian Shu star penetrates the Baihui acupoint:

"Boom!"

The resounding boom, like a morning bell and evening drum, rippled threefold deep within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The first ripple solidified into the phantom image of a black tortoise.

The second form is the Teng Snake, which takes the form of holding a snake pearl in its mouth.

The third layer is a magnificent silhouette of the True Martial Emperor arriving riding a tortoise and snake.

The moment the three marks took shape, Meng Chuan heard an ancient Taoist chant.

It was as if Xuanwu was whispering in my ear:

"The Northern Darkness possesses a vital energy, its name is Xuan (玄)."

He couldn't understand the rest, but he knew it was a scripture from the Wudang Taoist scriptures.

We still need to go to the Huangjing Pavilion.

He's uneducated; he can't even understand what's being practiced.
After the instruction was completed, Xuanwu's four eyes, resembling those of a human, revealed complex emotions and expressions.

He glanced at Meng Chuan, then silently turned into starlight and vanished on the spot.

Upon witnessing this scene, he felt a sudden surge of sorrow.

"To bestow three marks upon me in one go and transfer power to me, could it be that He consumed too much of His energy?"

The three Xuanwu seals, the first two representing the methods of the Tortoise and Snake Generals.

The last seal is the mark of the Ren Gui Xuanwu Immortal Great Dao Scripture.

Xuanwu told him all these related matters.

(End of this chapter)