With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 475 Cliffside Silk Strokes Enlightenment of the Nine Palaces, Immortal Tears Forge the Foundation of Mysterious Iron!
This trip to Wudang was incredibly fruitful, and Meng Chuan was patient enough to endure it all in just a few months.

Moreover, every day is the same as when I was at the United Nations University, it's all about martial arts training and self-cultivation, there's no difference.

He also got along very well with everyone, with no barriers other than religious differences.

If he could acquire another divine skill, it would be impossible for him to become a disciple of Wudang.

He checked the remaining martial arts resources in his waist token and pondered:

"Luckily, I had the foresight to exchange all my credits for Nourishing Meridian Pills, which will be more than enough until the end of the year."

Looking into his internal meridians, Meng Chuan saw that the effects of the previous medicine had been completely absorbed, so he took another one.

Starting today, we must take care of the organ damage caused by Master Chen Tuan's thunderous attacks.

While external physical training and fist techniques were temporarily halted, mental cultivation continued uninterrupted.

While circulating internal energy throughout the body, several major cycles are completed.

He saw the phone light up beside him, picked it up, and answered it.

On the other end of the phone, Xue Na got out of the luxury car, snatched the phone from Meng Yongzhi, and said:
[Chuan'er, you've been away on business for so long this time. When are you coming home? You didn't even come to your sister's engagement this time. Don't forget to come to her wedding next year because you're so busy.]

Meng Yongzhi snatched the phone, glared at his wife, then relaxed his expression and said with a smile:

[Chuan'er, don't listen to your aunt's nonsense. Your cultivation is the most important thing. Everything else is trivial. Hahaha.]

Your sister is getting married next June. See if you can come back when you have time. If not, your uncle can video call you, haha.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Chuan sensed his uncle's hesitation, and a strange bitterness suddenly welled up in his mouth.

He changed his mind and smiled instead:
[Uncle, don't worry, I'll definitely be back. I also need to tell my brother-in-law in person that if he dares to bully my sister, I'll deal with him.]

Meng Yongzhi smiled even more broadly:

Haha, don't worry, your sister is just like your aunt, a little tigress! Ouch, my ears!

Xue Na grabbed Meng Yongzhi's ear and snatched the phone away:

[Chuan'er, it's settled then, remember to come back when your sister gets married.]

You go ahead with your work. I've heard since I was little that the Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain are truly skilled. Study hard and I won't bother you anymore.

Meng Chuan was about to agree when he heard his uncle's voice coming from the other end of the phone:

[Also, Chuan'er, stop sending money home. Keep it for yourself. The family savings are almost eight figures, hahaha.]

Understood. If it's not enough, just let me know. Tell me anything else, and I'll handle it.

[Chuan'er has really grown up. Okay, I won't bother you anymore then. Keep it up!]

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan smiled and returned to his cultivation.

Practicing martial arts day and night, besides making myself stronger, is all for the sake of giving my loved ones a better life.

The former was his original intention in martial arts.

The latter is his only "human anchor" after the gap between him and ordinary people has become increasingly wide.

Meng Chuan felt that he was still lacking and needed to work harder.

Some people have "attained enlightenment," and even the village dogs can become police dogs...

When one is "poor" in martial arts, one should cultivate one's own virtue, and those around him are the means to protect him.

My current strength is still limited, and my goal is not as high as saving all of humanity.

As long as he can take care of the people and things around him, Meng Chuan can feel happiness amidst the arduous training of martial arts.

After finishing his cultivation, he looked inward at his meridians and found that his qi and blood had become stronger.

It fills every limb and bone, and merges into the stars in the sky.

My gaze shifted upwards, and in my mind, the first Xuanwu mark shone brightly.

Meng Chuantai really wanted to practice Baxia Kung Fu. He had been thinking about it for a long time and really wanted to see if it was a core trait after he entered the basics.

But he ultimately held back, deciding to wait until he was fully recovered.

If forcing oneself to practice martial arts leaves lasting damage to the body, it would be a case of more harm than good.

Don't rush.

Since that day in the factory battle against Venom, when I awakened the [Nirvana Rainbow] trait, I have never suffered such a serious injury.

The injury sustained yesterday has passively activated the [Rainbow Body Transformation] ability.

I was so close to being reborn and reborn.
Rebirth and Nirvana: When suffering fatal injuries, near death, or severe physical damage, one can activate "Nirvana," reborn like a phoenix from the ashes, reshaping their physical condition and restoring 60% of their energy and stamina.

"It can only be triggered once a year. This is the ultimate potential of physical mutation that will only be unleashed when one is truly on the verge of despair."

If possible, Meng Chuan hoped he would never have to use this effect.

Returning to his gaze, he took out the Immortal Tear Gold given to him by Sect Leader Chen from his waist token.

Recently, his Dao heart has been weak and he is recuperating. After finishing his cultivation, he had nothing to do, so he took the opportunity to personally polish the treasure.

"I spend some time each day honing my skills, then practice the Qi Refining Method, and finally go to the Imperial Scripture Pavilion to read some Taoist scriptures. My days are just as fulfilling."

The days passed by.

A major event recently occurred in the Great Chu: the residents of six small towns located at the foot of the Taihang Mountains on the north side relocated to the large city behind them, taking with them supplies and subsidies.

Immediately afterwards, the six townships were designated as military control zones, garrisoned and managed by the military, with no unauthorized personnel allowed to enter.

The official unified response to the curiosity of reporters and netizens:

There's no need for excessive tension; this is just a large-scale military exercise.

Whether the public believes it or not is their own business…

At the same time, the demonic path also sensed something unusual.

Many powerful figures in the demonic path also secretly came to the edge of Jin, looking for an opportunity to plunder.

For them, the bigger the storm, the more valuable the fish; taking risks is the true nature of the evil path.

At the summit of Taihang Mountain, at the Whispering Mountain Observation Point, Zhou Yun stood with his hands behind his back, monitoring for any possible emergencies.

Recently, this demon must have noticed something unusual, but unexpectedly, it hasn't made a move.

His senses were completely blocked by the incredibly dense demonic mist, and as a martial arts master, he had no idea how the other party was reacting inside the demon's lair.

"The mountains are whispering; something must be brewing within them."

He had numerous backup plans obtained from the Heavenly Demon Realm, and his personal presence was to prevent several demon generals under the command of Whispering Mountain from escaping and causing a riot.

Now that the other party is behaving themselves, he has finally found some peace and quiet.

As for the demonic underlings lurking in the shadows, Zhou Yun didn't take them seriously at all.

Still relying on the Summoning Temple, no matter how much it whispers "telegrams" to the mountains.

If Zhao Linyuan doesn't break through the eighth level, the opponent has no chance of breaking through the rules of the mortal realm and escaping the demon's nest.

No matter how urgent the situation, they could only stay inside obediently and await the judgment of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

Early August, Wudang Mountain.

On this day, on the basalt of the summit peak.

Meng Chuan walked a tightrope along the edge of a cliff blindfolded, his steps treacherous and extremely dangerous.

The Nine Palaces Step is unpredictable. Regardless of movement or wind, he tries his best to maintain his balance and stay in the center of the Nine Palaces.

[Nine Palaces Tai Chi Strength: Proficient (99%) → Master (1%)]

Meng Chuan retreated away from the cliff, and a notification sound came to his mind.

He removed his blindfold and pondered:

"I've also mastered this boxing style. It seems that even if you don't practice boxing, as long as you gain insight into the footwork techniques within the boxing style, you can still increase your proficiency."

This Wudang Tai Chi style, aside from tormenting him for a while when he first started learning, eventually brought his progress back to normal.

Furthermore, as he became more familiar with Taoist classics...

The speed of cultivation increases rather than decreases as proficiency improves, becoming faster and faster.

No matter how difficult it was, it couldn't escape the realm of ordinary martial arts. After getting used to it, Meng Chuan gradually got the hang of it.

While adjusting his breathing, he summoned the Dragon Demon to check on him.

Its scales were dark and gleaming, and its horns had stood up again.

The nutrition provided has been good during this period.

With the passage of time, his "top general" has regained his vitality and vigor.

At this moment, the Dragon Demon looked exactly like the legendary Black Dragon, exuding an aura of dominance.

As for his Dao heart, Meng Chuan raised his hand and stuffed the fierce general back into his mind, then looked inward into his sea of ​​consciousness.

His cultivation of the Dao Heart Seed Demon Heart Method was not interrupted by his injuries.

The Dao Heart draws energy from Qi and Blood, and has long since recovered to its original state.

At this moment, he is doing hard work in his sea of ​​consciousness, polishing the last bit of Immortal Tear Gold.

Perception penetrated the surrounding black iron walls, and Dao Heart was now transformed into a lightning hammer, repeatedly forging the piece of Immortal Tear Gold that was already as thin as paper.

After sweeping over the high wall formed by the foundation of the spirit, Meng Chuan showed a satisfied expression.

A few days ago, thanks to his efforts...

The spiritual barrier, which was originally tinged with bronze rust, has now been stained with the cold color of black iron.

When the foundation of Xuan Tie was established, even his spiritual power was filled with a heavy, metallic texture.

This indicates that his mental strength has solidified and can be used as a means of attack.

"Let's try attaching our mental energy to the little black bead later and see what benefits it brings."

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, when the final hammer of the Dao Heart fell, the entire treasure shattered completely into tiny specks of light the size of rice grains.

Countless golden threads spread from the explosion, embedding themselves into the walls of the sea of ​​consciousness like tree roots.

The high walls, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, were tinged with golden light.

The black iron was illuminated like stars, much like when I first started cultivating the Golden Venerable Treasure Form Technique, with the radiant dust of the Garuda appearing on my body.

"Once the golden dots connect and completely envelop the four walls, the next stage of the Black Iron Foundation, the Amber Foundation, will be completed."

Meng Chuan couldn't help but sigh, "The task ahead is arduous and the road is long."
The Immortal Tear Gold that helped him advance was a gift from Sect Leader Chen.

From bluestone to black iron, if two pieces of Immortal Tear Gold were converted into special battle merits, they would be worth nearly two thousand.

"Based on this ratio, if I want to advance to the Amber Foundation, I need to prepare at least 20,000 special battle merits."

Meng Chuan shook his head; it was impossible to rely solely on special military achievements.

Aside from the martial arts elixir that General Manager Shen of Hanhai told him a couple of days ago, which is about to be produced and can enhance one's "divine" abilities.

Furthermore, let's return to the Demon's Lair and seek another opportunity.

Now, the spiritual foundation has been forged into Xuan Tie (mysterious iron).

The spiritual barrier of "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" no longer poses a threat to me.

The gift from Brahma, plus two treasures.

Ultimately, this propelled him from his weak, sandy roots to his current state where his spiritual power is as solid as black iron.

"My current mental foundation is already above average. But I can't be arrogant. There's still a gap between me and mental geniuses, and I can't compare to someone like my master who is born with perfect spiritual power."

The improvement of one's mental foundation must continue.

In a flash, he summoned the black bead from his waist token.

(End of this chapter)