With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 472 The transmission of scriptures in the Dharma realm is a bloody profit; the physical body of Wudang Mountain is robbed!
The True Martial Emperor, standing to the side, saw that Xuanwu had truly placed all his bets on Meng Chuan.

His tone was somewhat complicated as he slowly began to speak:
"In the future, I hope you will diligently cultivate the Xuanwu method. You and the Xuanwu God have a great karmic connection, so you can be said to share the glory."

Meng Chuan's words reminded him of something.

The inexplicable sense of praise lingering around him, a manifestation of Brahma from before.

Xuanwu vanished into shimmering starlight on the spot. Could it have also transformed into a "silent guardian" like the other?
On second thought, Meng Chuan dismissed the idea.

It feels a bit like wishful thinking.
He nodded first, then cautiously asked:

"Does the Great Emperor mean that the Xuanwu God has possessed me?"

Zhenwu was speechless. You really dare to think that way.
"You're not qualified yet. Let's talk about it again when you surpass Master Zhang Jing in the cultivation of the Undying Great Dao Scripture."

Meng Chuan smiled sheepishly; it was indeed a bit of wishful thinking.

Recalling what Uncle Zhao had said earlier: This Daoist had studied this method to the 10th level, which can be considered as entering the level of mastery.

I am still a long way from mastering this divine skill.

If you want to surpass this Dao Lord, you should first be down-to-earth and master the two prerequisite skills.

The prerequisite skills, [Baxia Supporting the Sky Skill] and [Xuanwu Refining the True Body], are hidden within the first tortoise-shaped mark. You can begin your cultivation once you leave.

After you've mastered it, check if it's the core trait you've been longing for.

Even without Zhenwu saying so, he would devote himself to cultivation.

The second snake mark was an unexpected surprise.

I had previously heard that the Snake General's methods mainly involve movement techniques and a small amount of fist techniques.

As it is a Xuanwu technique, it is a very powerful martial art among those of the same level.

Just as ancient martial arts are to fist techniques, and the Long Sky Technique is to body techniques, of course we must learn it.

Thus, his journey through the Dharma realm after being struck by lightning has yielded explosive results.

As for the other four methods in the core of Zhenwu, such as the Water Bureau and the Seven Luminaries, Meng Chuan did not insist on them.

According to what Zhao Zhenhuan had said before, there was no spiritual connection between him and the True Martial Emperor.

Each time a divine power is bestowed, it consumes a large amount of incense and divine power.

Meng Chuan felt that even if he were the True Martial Emperor, he wouldn't give such a "faithless person" any more benefits.
If you dare to speak again, you'll be pushing your luck.

If you want to learn the other four core techniques of Zhenwu, there will be opportunities in the future.

If you can get in once, you can get in a second time.
Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan prepared a long list of words of thanks.

Just as I was about to speak, I felt a little unsteady on my feet, and my body was glowing with tiny points of light.

"Your Majesty, it is I..."

"Noisy!"

On the summit of Dingzhu Peak.

Chen Tuan and Cheng Miaochang were discussing the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony when Zhao Shousui listened intently from the side.

Cheng Miaochang smiled and said:
"Senior brother, you were in seclusion recently, so you may not know this."

At this moment, not only were all the Taoist sects present, but also the Buddhist sect, the United Nations, and the military.

"We're currently drafting the rules for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. Senior Brother, would you like to go?"

For the past hundred years, Chen Tuan has been the one to make decisions on behalf of Wudang regarding such important matters.

"It's alright, as long as Ziyu and Master Jing are here."

From beginning to end, our Wudang sect has always had only one thought: unity of purpose, and that is to fight.

Cheng Miaochang nodded and said:

"I understand. I wonder how much damage the Emperor's incense offerings this time caused to His very essence?"

Should a large-scale, mountain-wide temple fair be held to replenish the incense offerings to the deity?

At this time, the day of Zhenwu the Great's ascension to immortality on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month was not far away.

It is the perfect time to hold a grand Buddhist ceremony to raise funds for incense offerings.

Zhao Shousui, who was standing to the side, was secretly alarmed as he listened to the two talking.

He understood everything and pondered in his heart:

"The top powers from all walks of life in the Great Chu have gathered at Longhu Mountain to discuss the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, with the aim of surrounding and killing the Whispers of the Mountains."

In his memory, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony had not been held many times.

This is the highest level of Taoist ritual for thanking the gods.

It is a large-scale event with complex preparations, requiring a lot of human, material and financial resources, so it is not held very often.

The last time this event was held was fifty years ago, at the centennial celebration of the reconstruction of the Shangqing Qianyuan Temple on Maoshan Mountain.

Representatives from all walks of life in Taoism also attended the ceremony, and he also accompanied his elders to observe the ceremony.

Several Taoist Heavenly Kings, also known as Taoist Lords, were also present.

The master of the ritual was also a newly appointed Taoist priest from Maoshan.

But at this moment, I overheard the conversation between the two senior masters.

The scale of this grand ritual to be held in the Taihang Mountains is truly the largest in history.

The person in charge was Zhang Daoling, the "Grand Master" of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The Great Sage of Martial Arts, a living fossil of martial arts, and the longest-living man in the Great Chu Dynasty.

The participants were not only from the Taoist sect, but also included the entire martial arts world of the Great Chu.

Nearly a hundred martial arts masters from various factions will gather in Taihang to maintain the grand ceremony!
On the other hand, after hearing what Junior Brother Cheng said, Chen Tuan thought about it for a moment.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Meng Chuan, who was lying on the ground, twitch, and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"Let's stop talking, Meng Chuan has woken up."

Zhao Shousui also came to his senses and nodded, saying:

"He's awake. I saw the kid's eyelids twitch."

Chen Tuan then took out the emerald green healing pill and put it into Meng Chuan's mouth without any further obstruction.

As soon as Meng Chuan opened his eyes, his tongue instinctively tried to push the pill out.

Zhao Shousui gestured:

"I didn't poison you, take it. You were injured by the Emperor's Divine Lightning. This is a precious healing pill from Wudang, specifically for treating internal organs."

Meng Chuan looked around and noticed three people peering out from behind him. Chen Tuan smiled and said:

"It's nice to meet you again, young friend Meng."

Chen Tuan was present as a special guest of Sui Chunqiu during the anniversary celebration of the Fengtian main campus.

He was deeply impressed by Meng Chuan's performance in the duel with Wu Hong.

In particular, the Wudang martial arts skills that this kid displayed were so profound that they left people speechless.

Meng Chuan also recognized him and was about to greet him with a smile.

The burning pain radiating from his body caused his face to twitch into a bitter smile.

He swallowed the pill and then spoke, but Chen Tuan waved his hand and said:
"Let's refine it first."

Then, seeing the unfamiliar Taoist master beside him cup his hands and say:
"Young friend Meng, I am Cheng Miaochang of the Taiyi School."

Meng Chuan said this, his face showing gratitude.

The reason I was able to travel freely in Wudang Mountain a few days ago was largely due to this Taoist master.

"Listen to Senior Brother Chen, let's finish refining the pills first."

Turning back, Cheng Miaochang nodded to Chen Tuan and said:
"Senior brother, I'll be going now. I'm currently acting as the sect leader, and there are still many things on Taiyi that have been put on hold and haven't been dealt with."

"Go ahead, junior brother. While you're at it, inform the True Persons and True Lords of each faction to prepare for the meeting."

The True Man is a master of the Four Limits.

True Lord is the internal Taoist term for the Fifth Great Limit Venerable.

"Understood, leave it to me."

Having said that, Cheng Miaochang flicked her sleeves and disappeared from the spot.

Just now, Meng Chuan was completely confused by what the two were saying.

In summary, Master Chen's emergence from seclusion signifies that something significant is about to happen.

Based on his experience in the True Martial Realm, he became even more certain of his previous conjecture:

"The Wudang Sect is planning to attack the Taihang Mountains!" (whisper)

As the most active ultimate darkness in the Great Chu and the mastermind behind the Demon Summoning Palace, Meng Chuan was no stranger to it.

Could it be that the "True Martial Artifact" that Sect Leader Chen Tuan summoned is even more powerful than the Martial Saint?

No way.
To be honest, it can't even kill itself, yet it can kill the whispering mountains.
If we draw such an analogy, then, roughly speaking, I am already stronger than the ultimate darkness.
Chen Tuan, who was standing to the side, saw Meng Chuan's eyes darting around and knew that he was thinking wildly.

With a wave of his hand, Meng Chuan felt as if the mountains and rivers shrank beneath him.

His figure seemed to be lifted up by an invisible hand, and in an instant, the three of them returned to Zhao Shousui's home.

"Shrinking the earth to an inch"

Meng Chuan understood; Principal Leopard King had explained this supernatural power to him.

This is a martial arts body that breaks through physical limitations, involving top-level movement techniques in terms of space.

Meng Chuan had a vague idea that they could even bring people along.

He had just been enveloped by the magnetic field surrounding Sect Leader Chen Tuan.

Along with Senior Uncle Zhao, they teleported instantly.

"You brat, why do you always have such wild thoughts? Hurry up and refine the pills to heal your injuries."

Chen Tuan remained silent, but as soon as the other party's thoughts stirred, his spirit also sensed and responded.

Meng Chuan immediately stopped thinking about it and looked inward to feel the medicinal power entering his body, turning into a stream to nourish the parched land.

It has truly "dried up".

Upon this internal examination, Meng Chuan was taken aback.

His internal organs all appeared somewhat atrophied.

Especially the area around the heart in the chest, which is where the Dao heart resides.

It looked like it had just been deep-fried, burnt and yellowed.

Deep within the spiritual platform, within the primordial spirit.

His Dao Heart, weakened, peeked out, conveying to Meng Chuan the feeling that he had almost died.
"It's good that everyone is alright."

The dragon demon also took several hits, and Meng Chuan looked towards the middle dantian.

The other side also turned into a dried snake, stiff and motionless, like a dark rolling pin.

"I'll get you something nice to eat later, thanks for your hard work."

His waist token also contained some mid-level Heavenly Demon cores and true spirits that he had left behind when he descended from the Demon Nest during his journey.

Those in power have already taken it.

At the mid-level, it is no longer possible to transform the muscles and bones into vital energy for improvement.

Therefore, it was always kept in the waist tag.

Right now, it's perfect for restoring the dragon demon.

The dragon demon twitched twice in response.

Of the lightning bolts that entered the body, the one that was deep blue and purple was the most ferocious.

The dragon demon silently interacted with Meng Chuan's senses, guiding its master.

"That's it! It hacked me the worst! Avenge me, Awooo!"

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The dragon demon couldn't speak, and that was roughly what Meng Chuan understood it to mean.

He looked in the direction indicated by the dragon demon and saw that the medicinal power of the Wudang Treasure Pill had begun to repair various parts of his body.

The only exception is near the midline of the chest cavity, directly above the [Shanzhong acupoint].

A bewitching bolt of lightning, about an inch long and resembling a small sword of air, hovered there.

He used his senses to tentatively tease her, and instantly, sparks flew across her face.

The slightly tingling sensation is transmitted to the cerebral cortex through the senses.

If he weren't bald, his hair would be standing on end right now.
"This thing can't be refined with pills, nor can its senses be banished; it's completely impervious to both soft and hard approaches."

(End of this chapter)