Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 185 Harmony between Heaven and Man, Azure Dragon Seal

Three days later

Dust rose slightly on the official road as the two riders moved swiftly like the wind.

The first rider was pure white and exceptionally swift; it was none other than Li Qinghan's mount, "Ta Shuang".

Dressed in white, she stood tall and straight like a pine tree, controlling the reins as she galloped at full speed. Her horse's hooves kicked up bits of dirt as it flew, its speed incredibly fast yet remarkably steady, as if it were skimming close to the ground.

Li Xijun followed half a step behind, riding a glossy black steed.

Neither of them spoke; only the rapid, powerful sound of horses' hooves echoed on the empty official road, while the fields and woods on both sides rushed past.

Along the way, Li Xijun had already gotten used to the monotonous way of traveling in this martial arts world.

At this moment, on horseback, he was able to multitask, focusing most of his attention on cultivating the "Vermilion Bird Fire Burning Heaven Scripture" while the autopilot followed Li Qinghan ahead.

During these three days,

Li Xijun, who possesses a permanent certificate, is making rapid progress.

He had easily mastered the "Vermilion Bird's Blazing Fire Heaven Scripture" at the Enlightenment Realm.

And he began to try to refine the nine acupoints near the ear in the normal way of opening the mind.

This kind of diligent practice, although it didn't lead to any particularly noticeable progress,

But it also deepened Li Xijun's understanding of the systems between the two worlds.

In the main world, the "realm of intent" will hardly have any further impact on a martial artist's physical body.

Instead, he turned his attention to accumulating spiritual energy and cultivating his artistic conception.

In terms of spiritual power, it's basically like the Qi Accumulation Realm in this world. Every day, you absorb spiritual power to fill your Qi Sea until the spiritual power is accumulated to the extreme, which is considered the completion.

The key to mastering the artistic conception is to begin to understand and learn the killing moves of the external world, comprehend the killing sword intent, thunderous blade intent, and so on, until the artistic conception is fully mastered.

Once one has sufficient spiritual power and has achieved mastery of their artistic conception, the martial artist of the main world can then attempt to break through to the outer realm.

In this world, martial artists who have awakened their inner potential do so by condensing their inner energy into their acupoints. This process involves using true energy to open these acupoints, causing a qualitative change that nourishes the physical body, enhancing its strength and creating an inner world.

Only after all nine orifices are opened can one cultivate the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows to strengthen spiritual power and impact the external realm.

However, the overall level of martial arts skills in this martial arts world is extremely high.

It's almost common for the top talents on the Human Ranking to master the essence of things, and many of those at the top of the Human Ranking have already learned the ultimate moves for outdoor scenes.

Therefore, most of them pursue the realm of "harmony between man and nature" beyond mere artistic conception.

According to the "Enlightenment Chapter," if one can reach the state of oneness with heaven and man, one can ascend to heaven in one step and smoothly enter the external realm.

Since ancient times, no martial artist who has achieved the unity of heaven and man has ever failed to break through to the outer realm.

"Harmony between man and nature"

"This is a realm that only martial artists at the outer realm can usually master after breaking through the outer world."

"In the main world, it is said that only the Wind Saint was able to comprehend the unity of heaven and man before the external world was even visible."

"I never imagined that this is what the top geniuses on the Human Ranking are pursuing."

"Although only a handful of people have ever achieved this in the past generations, it is still much better than the main world."

Li Xijun grew increasingly curious about the world's rankings.

only,

The main task now is to follow my older sister and see if we can get the Azure Dragon Seal first.

Thinking of this,

Li Xijun stopped thinking about it and continued to cultivate diligently to refine his acupoints.

Two more days passed before they were able to continue their journey.

"arrive!"

Li Qinghan's cold voice suddenly rang out from ahead, and he abruptly pulled on the reins. "Treading Frost" reared up, let out a long neigh, and planted firmly on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Li Xijun's black steed neighed and charged forward a few steps before finally coming to a stop. He steadied himself and looked up.

Ahead lay no longer a wide plain or rolling hills, but a vast, continuous mountain range that rose abruptly. The mountains were not particularly steep or precipitous, yet they exuded an indescribable sense of weight and desolation.

The mountain vegetation is a deep, dark green, and mist swirls through the forest, giving it a somewhat gloomy and silent feel even in the daytime. Here, the official road, like a thin snake, winds its way into the mountains and disappears into the deep, dark green.

"What is this??" Li Xijun asked subconsciously, his gaze sweeping over the ancient-looking mountains.

"Mangshan." Li Qinghan's voice was flat and calm, as if he were talking about an ordinary place name.

"Mangshan?" Li Xijun was taken aback, then a look of realization and surprise flashed in his eyes.

The Beiman County where he previously lived is said to have been built north of Mount Mang in ancient times, hence the name Beiman.

Many ancient books and legends point to the same place—the burial place of many ancient emperors!

The Azure Dragon Seal... Could it be hidden within this legendary imperial mausoleum?

Li Xijun was a little curious, but didn't say much. She simply followed Li Qinghan off his horse, tied it up, and the two of them walked through the forest together, winding around in this ancient mountain range for a long time before finally stopping in front of a mountain stream.

Li Qinghan stepped forward, formed a hand seal, and suddenly pressed it onto the stone wall.

"Boom!"

A rift large enough to accommodate one person suddenly appeared in front of Li Xijun and his companion.

"Legend has it that many ancient emperors buried themselves in Mangshan. The emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty and she explored Mangshan many times in order to find information about ancient times, the techniques and treasures of the human emperors."

"One of the maps she left me pointed to this very place."

Li Qinghan began to explain to Li Xijun, and as he spoke, he took the initiative to walk into the crevice.

Li Xijun followed behind her older sister out of curiosity.

The crevice was initially extremely narrow, barely wide enough for a person to pass through. After walking about a hundred paces...

As Li Xijun passed through the strange rift, he felt a slight dizziness, as if he had passed through an invisible film of water, and the scene before him suddenly changed drastically.

Instead of the narrow, damp mountain passage, there is an extremely vast, seemingly boundless underground space.

The air was thick with ancient dust and a chilling, decaying atmosphere, yet strangely mixed with a faint, heavy sense of metal and seal. Colossal stone pillars stood tall, supporting the lofty "dome," their shafts carved with ancient, now blurred, totems and cloud patterns. The ground was paved with massive, dark blue-green stone slabs, thick layers of dust accumulating in the cracks.

In the distance, shadows loomed, and the outlines of ruined palaces and massive, silent burial pits were vaguely visible. The place was eerily silent; even the air seemed to have frozen for millennia.

This is deep within an imperial mausoleum that has slept for countless years.

Li Qinghan continued walking ahead without stopping, his white robes shining like a solitary lamp in the dim and desolate environment, spotless. Li Xijun followed closely behind, her gaze sweeping over their surroundings.

"Click..."

Just as the two passed the entrance to a side hall that had collapsed by nearly half, a piercing cracking sound rang out.

In the shadows of the side hall ruins, a terracotta figure half-buried in the rubble suddenly stirred.

The dust settled on its body, revealing its terracotta form and a rusty bronze longsword in its hand.

"Buzz!"

Two crimson lights suddenly shone from the hollow eye sockets of the terracotta figurine, locking onto the intruder.

It stood up stiffly, its joints creaking and grinding, and a murderous intent emanated from it.

The next moment, it moved!

The terracotta warrior holding the sword instantly transformed into a dark shadow, its bronze sword tearing through the air with a fierce, blood-soaked aura, aimed straight at Li Xijun's throat.

The sword technique is simple and archaic, yet extremely ruthless, containing the power to pierce through metal and stone.

"Be careful." Li Qinghan's cold voice came, but she did not move, clearly taking this as a test for Li Xijun.

Faced with this sudden attack, Li Xijun did not even consider drawing his sword.

On the contrary, he was also curious about the terracotta figurines in the tomb. The mental cultivation method of the "Vermilion Bird Fire Burning Heaven Scripture" in his body accelerated instantly, and a scorching and pure true energy rose from his dantian and flowed to his right palm.

The Vermilion Bird Fire Burning Heaven Scripture records a fist and palm technique called the Vermilion Bird Twelve Forms at the Enlightenment stage. When cultivated to perfection, it can also be transformed into an external killing move.

Therefore, Li Xijun, who was looking to improve his proficiency, advanced instead of retreating. While dodging the sword's edge, his right palm was surrounded by crimson true energy, faintly emitting a clear and melodious chirp, and instantly struck out with a scorching aura that burned away all filth.

This move, with its mysterious arc, cleverly bypasses the sword's momentum and strikes the wrist joint of the terracotta figure holding the sword!

"Bang!"

The crimson palm shadow, like a real divine bird spreading its wings, accurately struck the terracotta figurine's wrist, and the extremely yang and powerful true energy of the fire erupted!

"laugh!"

The chilling aura emanating from the terracotta figurine's wrist seemed to have met its nemesis, instantly vaporized and dissipated by the scorching true energy. The hard terracotta was utterly unable to withstand this attack imbued with the true essence of the Fiery Blaze, and shattered instantly!

Click!

The terracotta figurine's wrist was broken, and the rusted sword flew out of its hand, crashing onto a bluestone slab in the distance with a clang.

However, the terracotta figure seemed oblivious. After losing its weapon, its other terracotta hand, with its five fingers clenched together and accompanied by a whistling sound, stubbornly continued to grab at Li Xijun's chest, its attack undiminished.

Li Xijun turned again, his left palm rising with the momentum, his true energy becoming even more concentrated. With a flash of crimson light, he unleashed an even more ferocious "Burning Heart of Fire" strike straight into the center of her chest.

"boom!"

The scorching palm force poured out without reservation, instantly blasting a large hole in the terracotta warrior's chest, and cracks spread rapidly all over its body like a spider web.

The crimson light in its eye sockets flickered violently a few times before finally going out completely. With a crash, the entire pottery body fell apart, turning into a pile of lifeless shards.

The battle ended extremely quickly. From the moment the terracotta warriors exploded to the moment they shattered completely, it took only two or three breaths.

Li Xijun slowly withdrew his palm, the scorching aura surrounding him gradually subsiding. His gaze fell upon the notification in his field of vision:

Your mastery of the "Twelve Vermilion Bird Forms" has improved from 40% to 90% of the beginner level.

"The palm technique is scattered and not concentrated; it merely has the form but not the spirit."

Li Qinghan's cold voice rang out from the side.

"The Vermilion Bird Twelve Forms are no ordinary martial arts techniques. Their core lies in the condensation and explosion of the True Intent of the Blazing Fire. If you had concentrated your first palm strike into a single point, you could have shattered half of his body with a single blow. Why would you have needed a second one?"

She paused, then continued, "The Li Fire is no ordinary fire; it is a purifying flame that both burns and elevates all things. When you wield it, you should keep this thought in mind, uniting your intention and energy, letting the energy flow with your palm, and channeling your power to a single point, burning everything from the heart. It is not about relying solely on brute force and intense heat."

Upon hearing this, Li Xijun seemed to be deep in thought. The other party's words were like clearing away the clouds to reveal the sun, clearly pointing out the slight discomfort and wasted power he had experienced when he was using his palm.

Reflecting on the process he had just gone through and comparing it with Li Qinghan's explanation, he gained a deeper understanding of the application of "True Meaning of Fire".

Your mastery of the "Vermilion Bird Twelve Forms" has improved from 90% beginner level to 79% proficient level.

At the same time, a notification that appeared in his field of vision surprised Li Xijun.

"Thank you for your guidance, sister."

This guidance was far better than him figuring it out on his own for a long time.

"Yes, keep up. The road ahead may not be peaceful." Li Qinghan nodded slightly, said no more, and turned to continue walking deeper into the tomb.

Li Xijun composed himself, noted down his insights, and quickly caught up.

Li Xijun then continued practicing with the terracotta figures that kept appearing along the way.

It wasn't until he mastered the Suzaku Twelve Styles that he reached the Master level.

at last,

Li Qinghan stopped in her tracks, and Li Xijun, who was following behind her, also paused.

Before them stood a huge altar.

The coffin that originally stood on the altar seemed to have disappeared, with only a deep mark indicating that the coffin had been there for many years remaining on the altar.

However, what attracted Li Xijun's attention the most was the stone platform behind the coffin.

There were three beautifully decorated treasure boxes on it, but they had all been opened.

The two treasure boxes on the left and right were empty, but in the treasure box in the middle, there was a large seal in the shape of a blue dragon that was very similar to the Vermilion Bird Seal.

"It seems that the Azure Dragon Venerable was indeed here and took away the treasures here."

"I just don't know why she put the Azure Dragon Seal there, or what treasure she replaced it with?"

Thoughts raced through Li Xijun's mind as his gaze swept back and forth between the empty coffin and the three treasure boxes, especially the Azure Dragon Seal that rested quietly in the middle. The ancient patterns on it flowed faintly in the dim light, exuding a magnificent vitality and majesty that was of the same origin as the Vermilion Bird Seal but completely different from it.

Just as he was about to step forward for a closer look, something unexpected happened!

"Boom!"

The huge bluestone slab beneath their feet suddenly trembled violently, as if some enormous creature had awakened from the ground.

Around the altar, behind the murals and reliefs that were originally as silent as life, dozens of hidden doors suddenly cracked open!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Accompanied by a uniform, teeth-grinding sound of metal scraping against metal, a troop of terracotta soldiers, clad in more ancient armor carved with dragon and cloud and thunder patterns, emerged from the hidden door with heavy, unified steps.

There were twelve of them, and they instantly formed a mysterious military formation, completely surrounding the entrance to the altar and Li Xijun and his companion.

These terracotta warrior guards are taller and more robust, and their weapons are no longer rusted bronze swords, but gleaming bronze halberds and giant axes that exude a chilling aura.

The crimson light shining from the eye sockets of each terracotta figurine was incredibly solid, and the aura emanating from their bodies had clearly reached the level of a martial artist who had opened six orifices.

(End of this chapter)