With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 522 Extraordinary and Refined, Lu Bu Among Gods!
Thanks to his own strength and the enhancement of various combat traits.

When the intent of the fist is manipulated through the artistic conception of martial arts, its power becomes indescribable.

Just now, he didn't actively activate any additional power, yet it was comparable to the power of his final release.

If it is the intent of the fist, the two will combine.
One punch encompasses heaven and earth.

Huiyuan could neither avoid nor stop it; his only fate was death!

Of course, this was a punch he threw with all his might, which consumed a lot of his energy and spirit.

In the future, the variables can be freely controlled to adjust the power of the fist intent.

But overall, the essence of the fist truly deserves to be called an "advanced" technique in martial arts.

It is far more powerful than simple punches or punches.

At the same time, the scene of "emerald dragon breaking through the clouds" just now.

This also signifies that martial arts have officially entered the "extraordinary" realm.

Everyone has their own definition of extraordinary.

Some ordinary people believe that having the strength to lift a tripod or punch through a brick wall is extraordinary.

Or perhaps those with high aspirations believe that superhuman self-healing, keen perception, and the ability to fly are the true signs of being extraordinary.

However, the Great Chu Martial Arts Association has a fixed concept of "transcending the mundane".

It refers to "the martial arts energy that can be seen by ordinary people; a lifespan that is vast and boundless, extending to two hundred years."

The former specifically refers to the martial artist's momentum transforming into a tangible force, influencing reality in a way that can be perceived by ordinary people.

The latter, as the name suggests, refers to extending lifespan by breaking through the limits of martial arts.

In essence, both are "titles" for martial arts masters.

Therefore, the third major limit for martial artists is the generally accepted definition of "martial arts transcendence".

Meng Chuan had only met the second limit at this moment, and the former had already been achieved.

Even the [fist intent] above it has been smoothly comprehended.

As for the latter's lifespan, that goes without saying.

The biggest difference between him and ordinary martial artists is that he lived a long life.

Even after consulting the materials, Meng Chuan concluded.

Even the Daoist Qi cultivators of the ancient martial arts era couldn't outlive him now.
He had no idea how long he would live.
Several hundred years or even thousands of years ago.

As one progresses in martial arts, their lifespan will increase, truly reaching the point of being as long-lived as heaven and earth.
If the demon god doesn't destroy Earth, he can live forever; Earth will explode.
But that's where the problem lies.

Without eliminating the lurking being from beyond the heavens, the [Shanghao Demon God], any amount of lifespan is meaningless.
Coming to his senses, he realized that the matter of the dimensional demon god was still too far off, and it wasn't time for him to take on the responsibility.

The important thing is to stay grounded and think about the principles of martial arts.

He discovered during his recent boxing practice that there might be even more possibilities between true qi and the intent of the fist.
Then.

Meng Chuan gathered his fist intent and controlled it in his palm, trying repeatedly.

Because it involves the release of one's mental energy, it is quite mentally taxing, and one would be drenched in sweat after practicing for only a short time.

He paid no heed to this, continuing to ponder and ignoring Master Bai Bao beside him.

Bai Bao stood beside him and watched, waiting quietly for a while.

Worried about accidentally injuring himself, the young monk Jueming stood at a distance, waiting for Meng Chuan to finish his meditation.

When I came to my senses, it was almost noon.

Meng Chuan's eyes gleamed, yet a hint of doubt lingered within them.

After trying for a long time, the true qi still could not be "fused" with the fist intent, and could only be used as a driving force.

True Qi and the intent of the fist can only be like the relationship between a rocket booster and a rocket; the two cannot be integrated.

It is like water and oil, which are completely incompatible.

Bai Bao was surprised to see this.

This kid has studied the essence of boxing to this extent?

He chuckled, shook his head, and pointed:

"Don't think about this yet. Wait until you master the true essence of martial arts before trying it. Only true essence can be applied to power."

"Is the force of the qi acting upon the momentum an even stronger form of true qi?"

"No."

"Understood"

The path of martial arts, as currently explored, has a total of seven major limits.

As for what happens after the Martial Arts Grandmaster, the Venerable, the Heavenly King, and even the Great Sage, Meng Chuan doesn't know yet.

However, there are traces to be found for the masters and those before them, and the basics have been understood.

The first-level martial artist controls true qi, which flows throughout the body, giving them extraordinary destructive power, marking the beginning of the extraordinary.

A martial arts master, when he controls his momentum and his momentum surges, his physical appearance and demeanor become "abnormal".

A martial arts master, having mastered the mind and the essence of martial arts, formally steps into the extraordinary realm.

A martial arts master should be someone who has mastered internal energy, capable of flying and escaping into the earth, a veritable immortal.

Meng Chuan seemed to be deep in thought.

According to Master Bai Bao, this is to explain that there is a fundamental difference between Gang Qi and Zhen Qi.

Martial True Qi is probably a new martial arts technique similar to true qi, yet different from it.

Once the True Qi is formed, combat power increases exponentially.

I am still in the second step, and there is still a distance to go before the fourth step. I should not be overly ambitious.

Once I have mastered the true essence, I will try to combine it with my inner energy.

Seeing that he had stopped thinking, Bai Bao spoke up:

"Alright, come inside with me. From today onwards, I will explain Buddhist principles to you."

Meng Chuan nodded in agreement and followed, feeling somewhat surprised.

Master Bai Bao seems a bit impatient.
Time flew by, and it was already afternoon.

Master Bai Bao previously stated that each lesson would last one hour.

But today, it still lasted a full two hours.

After listening for a while, Meng Chuan realized why Master Bai Bao was in such a hurry.
His punch, "Emerald Dragon Ascends to Heaven," had caused trouble again.
He repeatedly assured that he would never do it again.
Beside him, Jueming also joined in, thus gaining an extra opportunity to learn from the Heavenly King.

His face was beaming with joy, clearly indicating that he had reaped a great harvest.

He decided to come to Meng's place every Monday to study, mainly to audit his classes.
The Sutra Repository is also located within Liantian Peak, not far away.

After bidding farewell to Master Bai Bao, Meng Chuan and Jue Ming set off together.

Once you've obtained the cultivation manual, you can take it back and practice it yourself.

There's no need to trouble Master Jueming to make another trip.

As the two walked and chatted, they happened to pass by the "ruins" of the Martial Monks' Academy, and Meng Chuan felt a little guilty.

It's truly unsightly that such a sacred Buddhist site has been damaged like this.
Jueming also "remembered the person upon seeing the object," and began to talk about Huiyuan.

“Brother Meng, Master Huiyuan is not targeting you. Some Shaolin disciples have been slightly negligent towards Buddha. No matter who it is, he will punish them severely.”

"Will he also severely punish Shaolin masters, venerable monks, and holy monks?"

Jue Ming looked tense and said repeatedly:
"Brother Meng, please don't argue. How could these powerful beings, who have attained high positions, be disrespectful to the Buddha?"

Meng Chuan laughed and nodded in understanding.

It was just to tease the little monk.

What kind of person Huiyuan was, whether he was inherently bad or not, was not within his consideration.

Now that things have come to this, the other party has caused him to "die" once, and even made the UN pay compensation on his behalf.

Therefore, I no longer care about right or wrong.

From now on, I can just kill Huiyuan; he owes me a life.

When a person dies, their debts are wiped out!

At this moment, the martial arts academy has begun renovations.

Many martial arts monks carried materials, and it seemed that it wouldn't be long before it was rebuilt.

I silently apologized to the ruins.

Then, recalling the incident with the Emerald Dragon earlier that day, he said to Jueming:
“Master Jueming, why don’t we take a detour to the Mahavira Hall first? I want to see the Buddha.”

Jue Ming looked suspicious. Wasn't it said that Meng Chuan didn't believe in Buddhism?
Thinking back to what happened this morning, it suddenly dawned on me:

"Brother Meng, is it because of that little bit of green on the horizon this morning that you wish to apologize to Buddha?"

Meng Chuan nodded:
".Exactly."

It's not that I believe in these things, but rather that I haven't yet achieved many of my goals.

I'll be staying at Shaolin for quite some time, so I shouldn't ruin my relationship with Buddha.
He wanted to have in-depth exchanges with the eighteen Arhat brothers.

If you offend their boss, even if you unleash your full Arhat Fist skills, it might not be of any use.
Coming to his senses, he saw Jueming seem lost in thought for a moment, then smile and say:
“There’s no need to apologize, since Brother Meng was unaware of this beforehand. Buddha is magnanimous and won’t hold it against you.”

"Why don't you come with me to the Heavenly King's Hall, confess your sins to Maitreya Buddha, and pray for a better future?"

Maitreya Buddha, Heavenly King Hall?

He understood the meaning of Jue Ming's next two sentences.

Maitreya Buddha, also known as the Future Buddha.

His apology is also a sincere statement that he will not "make the same mistake" again in the future.

But why in the Heavenly King's Hall?
Perhaps, why does Buddhism have the Four Heavenly Kings?

In his mind, the Four Heavenly Kings of the East, West, South, North and South were the four divine generals who guarded the Heavenly Court and protected the four directions in myths and legends.

Jueming took half a step forward to lead the way, and at the same time noticed his doubts.

A thought struck him, and he understood the reason, then explained:
"Brother Meng, are you wondering about the ownership of the Four Heavenly Kings' faith?"

"Exactly."

He couldn't understand. Could it be that the four Heavenly Kings were the "Lu Bu among the gods"?
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He dared not let his mind wander any further; they would be meeting soon, and he didn't want to get into trouble again.
Jue Ming explained earnestly:
The belief in the Four Heavenly Kings can be traced back to ancient Buddhist beliefs. It was only after Bodhidharma introduced them that they became the deities of Buddhism in China.

The so-called Four Heavenly Kings culture of Taoism is more than a thousand years later than that of Buddhism.

"Faith and culture?"

Meng Chuan extracted keywords and then asked questions.

"That's right. The reason why the Taoist sect regards the Four Heavenly Kings as their own guardian deities comes from two well-known vernacular novels."

Brother Meng surely knows that one is called "The Investiture of the Gods" and the other is called "Journey to the West."

"I understand. Therefore, the Four Heavenly Kings of Taoism can only be considered a culture, not a belief, right?"

"clever."

Jue Ming is impressed; he feels that Brother Meng's intelligence has improved considerably since the Supernova Tournament.
He pursed his lips, lost in thought.

From this perspective, the attribution of the Four Heavenly Kings is indeed beyond doubt.

Those who receive blessings from incense and faith are naturally the true ones.
The Hall of Heavenly Kings is a short distance from the Martial Monks' Academy.

The two walked slowly, and a few minutes later, they stood in front of a palace with a unique Chu style.

Vermilion tiles, upturned eaves.

A plaque with the words "Hall of Heavenly Kings" hangs under the eaves, the characters of which are solemn and powerful.

Meng Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking inside from the doorway.

A gilded statue with a bare chest and belly can be faintly seen in the center.

The future Buddha, Maitreya.

He was certain that the Buddha's appearance was joyful and reassuring.

Just as he was about to step inside to pay his respects, he was stopped by Jueming beside him.

Meng Chuan was puzzled, but then he heard Jue Ming say:

"Brother Meng, let me explain a few things to you first, so that you can have an impression."

"Okay, thank you for your help, young master."

He understood what the other party meant.

I wanted to instill a sense of solemnity in myself before stepping inside.

To avoid encountering another person as obsessed as Huiyuan.
Meng Chuan himself felt that there were definitely more than one or two people like this in Shaolin.
(End of this chapter)