He fell off a cliff but unexpectedly gained a cultivation inheritance.

The journey home, a thousand miles long, is swift as the wind.

Pengcheng is more than a thousand kilometers away from his hometown in the north, and the wide highway is bustling with traffic. Zhang Bufan steers the car steadily, but his mind is already immersed in the deep deduction of the Martial Arts Dao.

Freed from the entanglements of worldly work and no longer troubled by the trivialities of making a living, he was finally able to calm down and, combining the billions of years of cultivation foundation of the Pangu World, carefully review the complete realm system of mortal martial arts, compare it with his current cultivation speed, and explore the martial arts mysteries of this higher-dimensional mortal world.

In the ancient world of Pangu, it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to make progress in martial arts; it was the lowest and most grueling path of cultivation.

Ordinary people have mediocre innate qualities, mixed qi and blood, and heavy physical constraints. They often spend years and nights practicing hard before they can barely open the door to martial arts and enter the beginner level.

The essence of martial arts training is to temper the body and nourish the blood and qi. Only when the body's blood and qi are abundant and accumulated to the extreme can the subtle energy hidden deep within the blood and qi be activated, and the first strand of internal force belonging to oneself be condensed.

There are no shortcuts to cultivation after entering the realm. It is nothing more than refining the physical body and accumulating internal strength day after day. With gentle internal strength, one can continuously nourish the flesh and muscles, temper the skin and solidify the foundation little by little, and wait for the opportunity to break through the next realm.

When the physical body is nourished by internal energy to a certain extent, and the internal energy accumulates to break through the critical limit, one can completely break free from the shackles of the flesh and blood, and the internal energy enters the meridians, thus stepping into the second realm of martial arts—the Meridian Opening Realm.

Meridians are the core channels for storing internal energy in the human body, and they can bear a massive amount of internal energy far more than flesh and blood. Once the meridians are opened and one enters the Meridian Opening Realm, a martial artist's combat power will experience a tremendous surge, with every move possessing the strength of a thousand pounds, easily enabling them to fight against a hundred opponents.

The Meridian Opening Realm is a height that countless mortal martial artists in the Pangu World can only dream of reaching in their entire lives.

This road is tedious, long, and extremely dangerous.

In contrast, those immortal disciples who possess spiritual roots only need to hone their martial arts to the entry level and solidify their physical foundation in their youth. Once they reach adulthood and sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they can directly abandon inefficient martial arts internal energy and use pure spiritual energy to cleanse their meridians and open up channels, which is more than ten times more efficient than the martial arts internal energy of ordinary people.

Therefore, all cultivators in the Pangu world, without exception, abandon martial arts after reaching adulthood and devote themselves wholeheartedly to the path of cultivation.

Only those mortals without spiritual roots or the destiny to become immortals will spend their entire lives using their meager internal energy to gradually cleanse acupoints, clear blockages, and open the eight extraordinary meridians until the meridians throughout the body are completely unobstructed and a complete cycle is formed, only then can they achieve the perfect state of meridian opening.

Even after achieving perfect meridian opening, the path of martial arts remains long and arduous.

Martial artists can use the boundless internal energy flowing through their meridians to forge their entire skeletal structure day and night, tempering their original blood and qi, and breaking through to the Bone Forging Realm. At this realm, a martial artist's bones and muscles are like steel, and their flesh is like iron. Ordinary swords and blades cannot harm their body, and they can move freely even amidst thousands of troops, their strength capable of defeating a thousand soldiers.

After bone forging, one enters the internal organ fusion stage.

The internal energy deeply permeates the five internal organs, reshaping their structure and strengthening their fundamental nature, allowing each organ to generate its own internal energy, which is inexhaustible and endless. Upon reaching this state, mortal forces and sheer numbers become meaningless.

The ultimate goal of martial arts is the Condensation of Weapons realm.

A martial artist's internal energy, refined to its utmost perfection and controlled at will, can be released from the body and condensed into various martial arts weapons such as knives, swords, spears, and halberds, with power comparable to low-level immortal cultivation artifacts. A top-tier martial artist who has achieved perfect Fusion Realm can even directly confront a cultivator at the peak of the Qi Refining stage without being at a disadvantage.

The Condensation Realm is the highest pinnacle of mortal martial arts in the Pangu World.

Throughout the ages, countless martial artists have devoted their lives to rigorous training, yet only a select few have managed to reach this pinnacle, making it the ultimate legend of martial arts for mortals.

After reviewing the entire martial arts system, Zhang Bufan was filled with mixed emotions, but also with endless doubts.

In the Pangu World, countless geniuses spend years cultivating diligently before they can even begin to grasp the basics, and some may not even open their meridians in their entire lives. Yet, after his rebirth, he only spent seven days cultivating from scratch to the peak of the beginner level. His blood and qi were at their peak, his internal energy was refined, and his physical body underwent a transformation. His progress was simply unbelievable and defied the heavens.

Is it because the divine soul, after merging with the Heavenly Dao, is too extraordinary, thus reversing the transformation of this mortal body? Or is it because the rules of this high-dimensional mortal world, devoid of spiritual energy, are inherently more suited to mortal martial arts, making cultivation far more efficient than in the Pangu world?

The answer is still unknown, but the path ahead is clear.

His path in martial arts is destined to far surpass that of all ordinary martial artists throughout history.

As I pondered and cultivated myself along the way, time flew by in the blink of an eye.

By the time Zhang Bufan drove into his hometown village and parked his car in front of his house, it was already noon the next day.

The familiar farmhouse courtyard, the mottled walls, the old trees planted in front of the door—every blade of grass and every tree is etched deep in my memory.

The moment the courtyard gate was pushed open, two familiar figures in the main room turned their heads at the sound.

These were his parents in this life, Zhang Guoqiang and Xie Fenglian.

When the elderly couple saw their son return home after a long separation, their faces instantly lit up with simple and sincere smiles, their eyes filled with joy and longing.

Looking at his parents, whose temples were slightly gray and who were simple and gentle, Zhang Bufan felt a surge of emotions welling up inside him.

For this mortal body, it was nothing more than a short separation from home for more than half a year while working away from home.

But to his consciousness, which spans countless epochs and sees through the vicissitudes of time, these are his closest relatives whom he has been separated from for countless epochs.

His parents in the Pangu world had no spiritual roots. Even though he spent countless rare and precious materials back then, he could only barely extend their lives to 180 years old. In the end, they could not escape the fate of being separated from the heavens forever.

Now, it's like being reborn in this higher-dimensional world, seeing my loved ones again, living peacefully, and my parents healthy. All the bitterness and sorrow accumulated over countless eras have transformed into a burning warmth that lingers in my heart.

Suppressing his turbulent emotions, Zhang Bufan stepped forward with a smile, and the family reminisced warmly.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Zhang Bufan stopped hiding his true feelings and spoke frankly, saying softly, "Dad, Mom, I sold the house in Pengcheng. I now have over five million yuan in savings, which is enough for our family to live comfortably. From now on, I don't plan to go out to find work or travel around anymore; I'll just stay home and keep you company."

The living room fell silent for a moment after he said that.

Zhang Guoqiang, who had spent his entire life in the countryside and lived frugally, was shocked when he heard the astronomical figure of more than five million. His pupils dilated suddenly, and his face was filled with disbelief. It took him a long time to recover. He exclaimed repeatedly, "Five million! That's more money than I could ever spend in my lifetime! It's good that I don't work. After working so hard for so many years, it's time to rest at home and live a peaceful life."

Xie Fenglian, standing beside her, was also beaming with joy. Her greatest wish was for her son to return home safely, no longer needing to suffer hardship outside. But amidst her joy, she still carried the simple expectations of the older generation, smilingly reminding him, "It's good that you don't have to work outside; it's peaceful and comfortable at home. But you're not getting any younger. Hurry up and find a reliable wife, settle down, and give us an old couple a big, healthy grandson. That's the important thing."

Suddenly pressured to get married and have children, even someone as experienced as Zhang Bufan, who had weathered countless storms, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He quickly changed the subject to ease the awkwardness.

"Mom, there's no rush to get married. Let things take their natural course."

He changed the subject, a smile playing on his lips, and continued, "By the way, Mom and Dad, I recently had a chance encounter with a reclusive master. Thanks to his guidance, I learned a set of authentic martial arts techniques. After practicing them, my body has become stronger and my physical form has transformed. My physical condition is more than twice as good as before. You two usually have nothing to do at home, so would you like to learn from me? Regular practice can prolong life and reduce illness."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guoqiang's eyes lit up instantly, filled with interest.

He looked his son up and down and found that Zhang Bufan was indeed tall and energetic after returning home. He was much thinner and more agile than when he returned home for the New Year. He looked much younger and more energetic. He originally thought that he had deliberately lost weight, but he did not expect that he had been practicing martial arts.

"No wonder you've changed so much! You've been practicing real kung fu!" Zhang Guoqiang said enthusiastically, his tone filled with anticipation. "At our age, our bodies are aging; can we still learn these martial arts?"

Zhang Bufan smiled gently and said firmly, "Dad, martial arts training is for everyone, regardless of age. Martial arts is good for health, focusing on nourishing blood and qi and clearing the meridians. No matter when you start training, it will strengthen your body and nourish your flesh. It can only benefit your health and has no harm."

Xie Fenglian, standing to the side, showed little interest, waving her hand with a smile: "I'm not going to learn these martial arts moves. The ingredients are all prepared in the kitchen, I'll go cook first. You stay with your dad and teach him properly, it'll be good for him to learn how to strengthen his body."

After saying that, Xie Fenglian got up, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen, leaving the father and son in the living room.

"Come on, Bufan, let's go to the courtyard!"

Zhang Guoqiang could no longer suppress his martial arts dream. No matter how old he was, a man's heart always harbored a passion for martial arts to strengthen his body and establish himself with his fists. At this moment, he was in high spirits and pulled Zhang Bufan toward the spacious farmhouse courtyard.

The sun shines brightly and a gentle breeze blows.

Zhang Bufan stood in the courtyard, personally demonstrating and dissecting the subtle mysteries of the "Shadowless Fist" move by move, while also explaining in detail the accompanying breathing techniques and the way qi and blood circulate.

Zhang Guoqiang studied with utmost seriousness, his eyes focused and meticulous. He carefully imitated and repeatedly corrected every move, immersing himself in the process and finding great enjoyment in it.