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Chapter 80 Moving Mountains and Filling Seas

"When Bodhidharma crossed the Yangtze River on a single reed, it was already a martial arts legend, the pinnacle of human achievement. I never imagined that someone could now walk on water and turn into a lotus. Water is inherently gentle; if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would find it hard to believe that martial arts could be practiced to such a level!"

On the banks of the Yangtze River, Jiang Taixu put down his paintbrush, his words filled with deep shock.

Although he pursued the path of painting, he also had a deep understanding of martial arts and knew how incredible it was to have such a skill as walking on water and turning into lotus flowers.

"Five years ago, I saw that this person had great ambition, but lacked inspiration. I predicted that he would be a late bloomer, unknown for twenty years, and then soar to great heights." At this point, Li Hongzhuang's eyes suddenly became somewhat ethereal, like drifting smoke. After a long pause, she continued, "In martial arts cultivation, as long as one has talent, opportunity, and diligence, one can eventually reach the level of a grandmaster or martial saint. However, to achieve the Blood Transformation to Pure Yang, or even the Thought Transformation to Pure Yang, and to become a martial arts legend, one must possess an inhuman nature!"

"Either you need great perseverance, great composure, great wisdom, and great courage, or you need to overcome greed, anger, ignorance, and emptiness. You must have something that transcends ordinary people, otherwise you are already at the pinnacle of martial arts."

"People like Qin Wudao are exceptionally talented. He became a martial arts saint before he was even thirty. However, although Qin Wudao is talented, his perseverance, composure, wisdom, and courage are far beyond those of ordinary people. Yet, he is not worthy of the title 'great master.' He is greedy, angry, ignorant, and empty-minded, and he has nothing. Martial saint is his limit."

"A great conviction, if it leads to enlightenment, is a testament to great perseverance. This is a process of continuous refinement that requires time and dedication!"

"However, in just five years, he has already transcended the mortal realm. Putting aside everything else, his physical abilities alone are probably more terrifying than those of ordinary martial arts legends. Compared to martial arts legends, the only thing he lacks is the divine power brought by his primordial spirit!"

"It's unimaginable, uncomprehensible. What exactly happened to him over the past few years that enabled him to develop such incredible martial arts skills."

"Perhaps it was fate. There has never been a shortage of people in the world who have undergone sudden and dramatic changes and then been reborn. Just like Liang Xiao back then, he encountered a great upheaval. First, his parents were separated, and then those around him died tragically one after another. His heart was like dead ashes, and his body was like an unmoored boat. This was a true reflection of Liang Xiao's youth. But it was precisely because of this situation and this state of mind that he achieved a legend through the art of numerology!"

"Based on what you said before, Liang Xiao's divination was probably empty!"

"Without this experience, perhaps Liang Xiao wouldn't have become a legend!"

Jiang Taixu murmured, as if he were talking to Li Hongzhuang, or as if he were talking to himself.

"Perhaps Chu Ming has found what resonates most with his soul, which is why his martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds!"

"Survival, that is the meaning of survival in adversity. The dragon and elephant are just protective supernatural powers. Survival, survival is his true heart."

"What is it that resonates most with my soul?"

Jiang Taixu muttered to himself, but suddenly he grasped something.

He was an exceptionally intelligent person, and many people thought that his wisdom even surpassed that of Liang Xiao. Therefore, he became a painting master at a young age, almost attaining enlightenment through painting and achieving legendary status.

Jiang Taixu originally thought he was very close to the myth, but after meeting Chu Ming and talking with Li Hongzhuang today, he suddenly understood what he was lacking.

He lacks his own state of mind. When he paints mountains and rivers, he captures the spirit of mountains and rivers; when he paints dragons and elephants, he captures the spirit of dragons and elephants. But he lacks his own spirit.

His paintings are pure, and that purity may make him a painting saint, but it cannot make him a myth.

Because his paintings lack that strong inner color that belongs to him!

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Taixu suddenly laughed.

"I have always prided myself on my exceptional intelligence, and every time I pick up a pen, I believe I am getting closer to mythology. Little do I know that everything I depict does not belong to me!"

"That's enough! That's enough!"

Jiang Taixu suddenly threw his paintbrush into the river.

"Congratulations! Today you have mastered this skill and finally have the possibility of stepping into mythology!" Li Hongzhuang said.

"You knew all along?"

Jiang Taixu asked.

"That's right!" Li Hongzhuang said, "But this crucial point can't be explained by us; you have to figure it out yourself. If you don't truly understand, having someone else explain it will only disturb your mind, and then you might not even be able to maintain the level of a painting master!"

As they spoke, Li Hongzhuang had already crossed the Yangtze River to the shore. As for Chu Ming, he had already sailed away after defeating Li Hongzhuang.

……

In late March, Chu Ming left the Yangtze River and headed to the starting point of the Qinghai-Tibet Railway. Chu Ming planned to follow the Qinghai-Tibet Railway all the way to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

This is a railway that runs through Qinghai Province, passing through Golmud City, Kunlun Pass, Tuotuohe River, and over Tanggula Pass before entering the Tibet Autonomous Region, passing through Amdo, Nagqu, Damxung, Yangbajing, and Lhasa. It is 1956 kilometers long and is the world's highest plateau railway.

This railway has been under construction for decades, crossing lakes and mountains. Where there's a will, there's a way. It's not just a road, it's a belief!

Chu Ming set off from Qinghai, following the direction the railway tracks stretched out, and continued forward.

Although it was late March and the weather was beginning to warm up, the temperature difference between day and night was getting bigger and bigger as Chu Ming continued to travel west. In particular, when Chu Ming entered the permafrost region, the environment became extremely harsh.

The frozen soil was incredibly hard at night when it was cold, but it would turn into mud when the temperature rose during the day. Fortunately, with Chu Ming's current martial arts skills, he could walk on the mud as if it were flat ground, so it didn't have much of an impact on him.

But Chu Ming knew how difficult it was to lay a railway in such a place; with the technology of decades ago, it would have been almost impossible to accomplish.

But in the end, this road was still built.

The wasteland is desolate, full of traces of nature. The only trace belonging to humans is probably the road in front of Chu Ming. This road is like a raging dragon, dividing the boundless land in two. This is the power of humans, the struggle of humans!

Walking alone in the wilderness, along this man-made lifeline, Chu Ming felt a surge of emotion originating from the last century.

Compared to the infinity of nature and the vastness of heaven and earth, the power of one person is ultimately insignificant. However, when the power and thoughts of countless people are gathered together and they strive for the same goal, the sea can be filled and the mountains can be moved. There is nothing that they dare not do or cannot do.

The belief in survival may seem insignificant, but it is the foundation of today's brilliant civilization.

If we didn't compete or fight, and just let things take their natural course, where would we find the beautiful world we have today?

The more Chu Ming thought about it, the clearer things became. The power that had settled in his heart grew stronger and stronger. This was the spirit of countless eras, the emotion of countless eras, etched in time, preserved in history, and manifested in the present. As long as there are people, this spirit will never be extinguished.

Chu Ming has ingrained this spirit into his very being. What could possibly shake him or make him submit?

(End of this chapter)