With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 473 Chen Tuan of Wudang Mountain presents immortal gold, and the Heavenly King of Longhu Mountain gathers wind and clouds!
Looking at the lightning within his body, Meng Chuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He wondered if he could use this item as the "anchor point" for the thunder that his master had mentioned before.

This is to facilitate the subsequent manipulation of thunder-related energy, transforming and stimulating the physical body, and empowering oneself.

"This lightning bolt was far more powerful than ordinary lightning; otherwise, it wouldn't have hurt me so badly."

If used as an anchor point, it would probably be more effective.

Return to introspection mode.

These things can only be tried after the body has recovered.

He opened his eyes and asked Chen Tuan, the sect leader beside him:

"Thank you for the precious pill, senior. I feel much better now."

However, a lingering, inescapable aura of thunder still remains within my body, preventing the medicinal effects from reaching it. I don't know...

Meng Chuan wanted to find out what kind of supernatural powers it possessed.

Chen Tuan smiled and explained:
"That thunderous aura is the core reason why you entered the Emperor's Dharma Realm."

This substance is a true essence of energy comparable to innate thunder, born from the combination of the divine power of incense and the thunder of nature.

This energy should have been retrieved by my magic sword, but you absorbed it with your thunder talisman, brat.

Chen Tuan was also speechless; what a coincidence!
It takes quite a bit of effort to condense it again.
Meng Chuan, standing to the side, said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Senior, how can I return it to you?"

This item is precious; let's return it to Sect Leader Chen Tuan.

Upon hearing the words "True Rhyme," Meng Chuanda finally understood what the thing inside his body was.

True essence exists within martial arts; it is the understanding and enlightenment of the original techniques.

It exists on man-made rock carvings, just like in the Hezu Cave of the Huashan School, which is a kind of martial arts philosophy with its own "rhythm".

Existing in mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, it is a testament to nature and martial arts.

If one can perceive and understand the story sculpted by time, the true essence lies in the power of heaven and earth that empowers the fists and feet.

The essence of "rhythm" lies in fists and feet, which goes without saying.

It is already a realm in martial arts techniques, second only to "the righteous path of divine connection".

According to the other party, true essence resides in the breath.
What role does it play?

Upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, Chen Tuan glanced at him and said:
"You don't need to pay it back. Just ignore it for now and focus on recovering."

"Come find me when you've recovered, and I'll teach you how to use it."

"Thank you, senior!"

Chen Tuan nodded slightly, about to speak.

Zhao Shousui, who was standing nearby, asked impatiently:

"Nephew, what did the Emperor pass on to you?"

Upon hearing this, he also looked at Meng Chuan with curiosity.

I've wanted to ask this for a long time, but my pride as a Dao Lord has kept me from it.
Meeting the two pairs of eyes, Meng Chuan said:
"The Great Emperor saw that I had extraordinary bone structure, so he directly stored the entire Xuanwu series as a magic seal and passed it on to me."

Then he also passed on the "Mysterious Heaven True Martial Demon-Subduing Scripture," claiming it to be a demon-subduing divine skill. He told me to find the seniors of Wudang to learn the preceding techniques.

Upon hearing what Meng Chuan said, the two exchanged a glance and both showed expressions of surprise.

The Xuanwu method was within their expectations.

The Emperor is right; Meng Chuan's external bone-strengthening technique is indeed extraordinary.
But unexpectedly, even the divine skill of the Demon-Slaying Path was taught to Meng Chuan, which was truly unexpected.

Without a spiritual connection, the Emperor's bestowal of teachings would require a large amount of incense offerings, and neither of them had ever expected Meng Chuan to receive the teachings.

Thinking of this, Chen Tuan recalled the matter that his junior brother Cheng Miaochang had just mentioned: holding a temple fair to raise funds for incense offerings.
"It seems we'll have to hold a religious festival on September 9th."

It wasn't the Emperor's incense offerings that were drained by his own magic sword and the two things he did to teach Meng the Dharma.

Instead, it's better to be prepared than to be caught off guard; the Emperor must always be kept at his peak to deal with the lurking demons.

A thought flashed through Chen Tuan's mind, and seeing Meng Chuan looking at him expectantly, he knew what kind of "mischief" Meng Chuan was up to.
"Did the Emperor leave the True Martial Seal in your sea of ​​consciousness?"

“I kept them. There are still three Xuanwu Seals left, making a total of four.”

".knew."

Chen Tuan became increasingly alarmed.

It seems that the Great God Xuanwu has already begun to cultivate this kid as his successor.

This honor is shared by everyone in Wudang, including Master Xu.

Only his junior brother, Zhang Jingshi, the leader of the Songxi Sect!

What surprised him most was that Meng Chuan, like his junior brother Jing Shi, had also received the Transcendent Demonic Power, along with the complete Xuanwu Technique.
The key point is that Meng Chuan is still an outsider, and he needs even more support from the temple.

The fact that the Emperor could bestow these gifts is tantamount to him valuing Meng Chuan and being willing to "invest" in him.

Thinking of my friend Principal Sui's evaluation of this student, it seems that what he said was indeed true.
But what Chen Tuan didn't expect was that Meng Chuan had insisted on obtaining the True Martial Seal.
Thinking of this, Chen Tuan said:

"The Demon-Subduing Divine Power should have been taught to you by Master Zhang Jing. But he is not in Wudang, so I will teach you the technique myself."

The Emperor's Demon-Slaying Technique begins at the True Skill level. I only know one core True Skill method and one True Skill Fist for this type of supernatural power; I will teach them to you after I have recovered my strength.”

"Thank you, senior. I'll just learn this much for now. I can't bite off more than I can chew."

Meng Chuan's current martial arts training should still focus on what he is good at.

The methods of Zhenwu can only be practiced as a secondary subject.

This boy has a good character and is not greedy, which makes Chen Tuan quite satisfied.

He nodded and said:

"Good! You should focus on recovering from your injuries. Take a break from martial arts training for a while until you are fully healed before resuming your practice. Don't let it affect your physical foundation."

As for recently, you can refine this item first, as an apology from this old man to you.” Although it was Meng Chuan who “brought trouble upon himself,” he still managed to hurt this kid in the end.

Chen Tuan waved his hand, handing the other party a crystal-clear object.

Meng Chuan initially wanted to refuse, since the other party had done nothing wrong; he had deliberately drawn Lei Ting's attention.
But upon first seeing this thing, I just couldn't bring myself to refuse it.
A single, smaller than the one he had previously obtained, a piece of Immortal Tear Gold fell into his palm.

"Thank you, senior."

After thanking him and accepting the gift, Meng Chuan didn't know what to say.

This is the work of the Wudang leader, the King of Martial Arts—generous!
It seems that my spiritual foundation is about to steadily advance to the Xuan Tie Foundation.

Coming to his senses, he saw Chen Tuan wave goodbye and leave.

Meng Chuan was able to walk again, so he bid farewell to his Uncle Zhao and went back to recuperate.

If the internal organs are damaged, even without the effects of Wudang elixirs, one still needs to rely on the gradual nourishment of internal energy.

With some Cloud Water Pills still available and his strong physique, he should be able to recover quickly.

The internal organs are charred, which is a serious problem for martial arts masters who do not usually have abnormal internal organs.

Don't even think about it if it doesn't take a year or two to recover.

But Meng Chuan estimated that he himself would only need less than a month.
Coming to his senses, Uncle Zhao escorted him to the door, saying helplessly:

"Nephew, please don't engage in such dangerous activities in the future. Is that how you use a thunder talisman?"

Meng Chuan's behavior is akin to stewing himself in an iron pot.
"Understood"

Meanwhile, in Longhu Mountain, far away in Jiangxi and Jiangsu.

Xuantan Hall.

This is the Taoist temple of Luo Qin, an old friend of Meng Chuan, and his master, the True Lord Ziyang.

Inside the secluded Shouzhen Hall, Luoqin slowly opened his eyes.

Looking inward, I realized I was only one step away from the second major limit.

Coming to my senses, I suddenly noticed dozens of figures flying up the mountain, with a whooshing sound of wind.

They stepped directly over the Xuantan Hall without stopping.

Seeing this, he was extremely surprised.

This is Master's sacred Taoist temple; such behavior is truly outrageous.

He came out of the side hall, intending to tell his master about it.

But then he saw his master, True Lord Ziyang, a Venerable of the Fifth Great Limit, bowing respectfully to the outside.
"Welcome, esteemed Daoist Lords and Heavenly Kings, to the Celestial Master's Mansion on Mount Longhu!"

Someone stopped and nodded to Ziyang, saying:

"Little Ziyang, when did you break through to the True Lord level? Not bad. Where is your Celestial Master? I need to speak with him about something."

"Zhang Daojun, it's been a long time."

Seeing his master smile wryly and bow, Luo Qin quickly followed suit, bowing respectfully and addressing him as Dao Jun.

They were all martial arts masters. This startled him; what major event was about to occur at the Celestial Master's Mansion?
"Is this your disciple? He has good talent, but compared to my personal disciple Zhao Zhenhuan, he is still lacking. My disciple is a True Martial talent, unmatched in his realm!"

Ziyang simply cupped his hands and smiled wryly, muttering to himself:
Zhang Jingshi, the leader of the Songxi Sect of Wudang, is as foul-mouthed as ever.
"Junior brother, let's go."

Zhang Ziyu, the leader of the Sanfeng School, offered a reminder from the side.

Zhang Jingshi laughed and said:
"Haha, Ziyang, I'm leaving now. I have something to do, let's talk another day."

"Please take care, Daoist Lord."

Luo Qin watched Zhang Jingshi's retreating figure, feeling somewhat resentful but helpless.

Zhao Zhenhuan did indeed reach the second level of cultivation earlier than him; this is a fact that cannot be refuted.
"You really think your disciple is invincible? You haven't met that monster yet."

After seeing them off, Lochin and his master walked back into the hall.

Looking at his increasingly powerful muscles, he already possessed some of the imposing presence of "Lao Meng Zhen Shen".

In order to cultivate his hard skills, he neglected his fist techniques, which caused his progress in qi and blood to be somewhat slow.

But it's all worth it.

His muscular physique gave him an unprecedented sense of security.
After seeing off the two Daoist masters of Wudang, True Lord Ziyang stood to the side.

He looked at his apprentice, who had changed drastically compared to a year ago.

He said helplessly:

"Disciple, why do you choose to learn brute force instead of proper magic and swordsmanship?"

“Master, I believe that the path to success lies in combining internal and external training.”

"Alright, just keep practicing. I bought you another tiger saliva date, which can enhance your innate essence. It will arrive in a while."

Ziyang shook his head and said nothing more.

The current champion of Tian Shu, his own good disciple, has been completely led astray by that little rascal from Bei Lian University.
Within Longhu Mountain lies a treasure trove called Crane Cry Valley.

At the entrance to the valley, several imposing Taoist priests were already guarding the entrance, and others were not allowed to enter.

Inside the valley, dozens of figures gathered, each exuding extraordinary aura.

Some of them had a carefree expression, standing or lying down at will in the valley, their bodies radiating an aura like that of celestial beings.

Some of them are physically powerful and possess a life force that allows them to sense the energy of the magnetic field, making them seem like gods or demons in the world.

The monks and Taoist priests stood together, along with many "unbelievers," all gathered here because of the grand Taoist ritual in Taihang.

These were all martial arts masters from various factions, and those who knew each other chatted in twos and threes.

This is where the Taoist circle has the most people, gathered together chatting:
"The purpose of this meeting is to finalize the rules and regulations for the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

"I heard that the Celestial Master Longhu has already made an appeal to the Three Pure Ones, which is why he summoned us from the city to the mountain for a chat."

(End of this chapter)