Chapter 263 Become a Martial Saint but Not Completely
Chapter 263: Becoming a Martial Saint, but not completely
Inside the house, Zhang Mingtu sighed leisurely.
Even though he knew that becoming a Martial Saint was not easy, when he faced failure, he still felt uneasy in his heart.
I thought that after many rounds of preparation, becoming a Martial Saint would be as easy as picking it up, but I never thought that such an incident would happen again.
Zhang Mingtu didn't even think that there would be a problem between the old Taoist and the Taoist boy. After all, Zhang Mingtu's previous Dragon Tiger Boxing Sutra was taught step by step by the old Taoist.
He basically didn't suspect that there was something wrong with the old Taoist. On the contrary, it was the future brother. Perhaps because he had spent a long time in Shiwan Mountain, he knew many details and could infer many differences from the details.
From being close to becoming a Martial Saint at the same time, all kinds of spiritual senses are incredibly sharp.
That's why we have a feeling that is beyond ordinary people, and we can detect the difference from the most subtle ends.
Cack!
The clear sound of rooster crowing sounded outside the house, and Zhang Mingtu suddenly looked up. Only then did he realize that it was already dark outside the house, and the sky was white with fish belly.
He was concentrating on reading the Book of Life and Death, but it was already dawn before he knew it.
There was only the lingering sound in the second half of the book of life and death, and Zhang Ming knew the result without looking at the picture.
The preparations for overcoming the tribulation are not that complete. They do not use countless pills and spiritual stones as reserves like those big sects, nor do they have top-notch protective magic weapons. They just go through the tribulation in Shiwan Mountain surrounded by monsters.
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The most important thing is that there is another being who is not sure whether it is a human or a demon, a person at the martial saint level who has a peek at the future brother.
The ending of Zhang Mingtu was very sad.
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The other party actually didn't interfere with my journey through the tribulation, but actually helped me.
I had been able to get through the previous eight levels of thunder tribulation with the help of the other party, but it was also at this time that I discovered that the spirit of that old Taoist who could not distinguish between a human and a demon was everywhere inside my body.
I understood the purpose of the old Taoist, or the demon inside the old Taoist.
He wants to seize my body, or in other words, he wants to borrow my body and be reborn.
He did not hide his behavior, and even took the initiative to help me overcome the disaster, helped me block the unnecessary lightning, and told me the key method to overcome the disaster.
It can be said that the other party tried their best. Of course, if they helped me block the tribulation, they would inevitably occupy some key acupoints in my body.
It can be said that his calculation was very good, and he left a little leeway. He did not directly occupy my entire body, but left me hope that at least he only occupied a small part of the most important brain area.
The other party worked very hard to transform my body, and even told me the secrets related to the True Dragon Body, including the nine runes of the True Dragon Body.
When I was going through the tribulation, he even helped me build the nine heavenly patterns of the true dragon body in my body, and at the same time perfected my true dragon body with the help of the endless power of the sky thunder.
This demon saint actually knows the nine seal characters in the body of a true dragon?
Yes, this is what the Demon Saint called the Nine Seal Scripts on the True Dragon's Body. He was also very interested in the fact that I could carve nine ancient legends into my body.
But I don’t have the patience or time to answer him. That’s it, the Nine Transformations of Dragon and Snake can be said to be a unique method created by eight hundred years of martial arts accumulation in this life, plus thousands of years of scientific and cultural knowledge in the previous life. It is extremely powerful and
special.
Among the mighty thunder, the last and most terrifying thunder came.
If you want to survive under such lightning, you must use all your energy and strength to fight against the lightning.
And under such circumstances, it was also the best time for the demon saint to seize his body.
If all my energy is used to fight against the thunder, my body will be taken over by the Demon Sanctuary.
The Demon Saint obviously knew this and was always advising me.
"As long as you become a Martial Saint, after I take over the physical body, I will definitely find a body for you one day and ensure that you practice smoothly all the way to Martial Saint. I can make an oath to heaven and earth..."
"Martial Saint..."
I looked up at the sky with a smile on my face, and the demon saint couldn't help but smile as well, feeling happy.
The next moment, the Zhen Gang in my body that was about to transform, as well as the boiling Qi and blood, stopped at the same time. The huge power was restrained in my body, and spread to all my limbs and bones, allowing the invincible lightning to pour down.
"伱......"
In the endless pain, I heard the shocked and angry words of the demon saint.
"How dare you?"
"Why did you give up?"
"The most extreme road in the world, why?"
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There was anger, disbelief, and deep pain in the Demon Saint's words.
But I looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.
The door of the Martial Saint has been opened in front of me, but unfortunately I only walked in half of it, and then I gave up on my own initiative. The road to the future needs to be walked by "myself".
In a long sigh.
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Zhang Mingtu also sighed the same way.
The future brother did not explain why he did not accept the Demon Saint's suggestion, but Zhang Mingtu could understand.
Maybe you can understand part of it.
In the state of the demon, Zhang Mingtu has seen too much, his animal nature is higher than his human nature, he is naturally unrestrained, and he likes to do whatever he wants.
Their mentality and state are more like those of human children. There is not much distinction between good and evil in their hearts. Children can innocently pour a pot of boiling water on an ant's nest, just to watch the ants run in panic.
There is no evil or good in his heart, he just does it for the fun in his heart and for the freedom.
The demon tribe also has this feeling.
The only things that could restrain him were the bamboo sticks in his mother's hands and his father's generous slaps.
The only thing that can restrain the demons and make them keep their temper is strong force.
This is the case with the demons controlled by the many monsters in the Land of the Rising Sun. They are afraid of more powerful forces, so they will not kill wantonly according to their temper.
But there aren't many things that a demon saint can make him worry about.
It is definitely not a good thing for the human race to revive a demon saint who is so strange and inexplicable that he has lived in a mountain for an unknown number of years.
Especially since there are so many demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, once these demons break out of the wind, the price paid will definitely not be small, and this place is extremely close to Jianyi and other places.
Zhang Mingtu had no idea that these demons would be tolerant towards the humans around them.
Back then, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons devoured humans wantonly and opened up wisdom to the demons.
Zhang Mingtu doesn't think that the thoughts of these old monsters will change. By devouring humans, they can unlock wisdom, and by gaining more ancient inheritance from their blood, they can become stronger. No monster can resist this temptation.
This is the fundamental contradiction of race, which is irreconcilable and difficult to resolve.
So after that brother gained enough experience in the process of becoming a Martial Saint, he chose to endure the most ferocious lightning disaster.
Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but sigh softly when he thought of this.
Get up, take a quick shower, tidy up your clothes, and get ready to check in at Jinyiwei.
Now he is in Baihu Guards. Unlike the previous Jianyi, a Jinyiwei General Banner is already the top leader and can lead a party. It is enough to fish every day. It doesn't matter whether he clocks in or not every day.
Nowadays, there are many immediate superiors here, and they need to check in every day. At least someone needs to be there when the time comes.
Although after one trip, most of the rest of the time was spent fishing, but at least there is a process to follow.
After finishing arranging his clothes, Zhang Mingtu saw that there was still a lot of time left, so he opened the Book of Life and Death, preparing to record down the relevant methods that the future brothers had obtained in this round.
Although there are not many Dharma doors obtained in this round, there are many that are very precious.
Unexpectedly, when I opened the book of life and death, the top part was not finished, leaving a large blank space, and there was a description of the future brother.
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I didn't expect that I didn't resist the last tribulation thunder, and let the last tribulation thunder split my whole body very thoroughly. From the inside out, I felt at least eighty.
In this state, I didn't die, but survived.
What he saw when he opened his eyes was the old Taoist with white beard and hair and an immortal spirit.
The old Taoist was quite pleased to see me waking up, but there was inevitable regret in his eyes.
"You're awake, but you're almost useless. It's me who has dragged you down."
The old Taoist's expression was normal at this time, and his eyes were no longer so indifferent, but had a lot more worldliness.
The Taoist boy who always looked arrogant was also beside me, but he was not as arrogant as before and looked at me quite seriously.
I was indifferent. The moment I woke up, I felt that my physical body was close to collapse, the thick Gang Qi disappeared without a trace, and my soul was also severely damaged.
If there hadn't been a huge and awe-inspiring essence flowing in my body, hanging on to my life and maintaining my state, I would have died long ago.
The veteran Taoist admires my optimistic attitude towards destiny.
The old Taoist's condition seemed to have returned to normal after that round of thunder tribulation. He told me that I had been in a coma for a year and a half.
The reason why I was able to survive was because he used the Tai Chi Bagua array to absorb the essence of heaven and earth here, and used the array to hang my life, allowing me to barely survive.
The step of transforming a carp into a dragon or a human being into an immortal is the most important step in the practice. It not only requires burning Qi, blood and Gang Qi, but also burning the essence of life.
If you are not careful at all, you will fall into a catastrophic situation, and I am not just a little careless, I have made too many mistakes.
In the end, he was hit by the most powerful thunder.
If it weren't for the veteran Taoist's superb medical skills, I would have died a long time ago without any scum left.
And the demon saint's soul seemed to have died along with the thunder tribulation, which restored a lot of memories to the old Taoist's state, and it seemed that he was no longer what he was before.
He carefully explained to me the secrets of the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram, and also explained to me the secrets of Shiwandashan.
Shiwandashan was not famous in more ancient times, and there were not so many demons.
The reason why demons are everywhere today, and there are even demon saint-level residual souls, is because of the demon-slaying war after the founding of the country.
This was once one of the most magnificent battlefields, and several demon saints were killed here.
The most famous among them is undoubtedly a mirage. No one knows what kind of existence it is. It is like misty clouds or the butterfly in Zhuang Gong's dream.
All beings who are close to him will fall into an illusion. I don't know what kind of person he was back then, who could kill this ethereal, dream-like existence here.
But even though it can be killed, its residual impact is also huge.
Before his death, he communicated the rules of heaven and earth, turning the entire Shiwanda Mountain into a mist and illusion.
All characters who enter it will lose their way and find it difficult to get out.
Many remaining demon clans were able to survive in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and were even able to go out and walk.
Of course, the human race cannot allow such a demon saint to leave behind a demon clan base that will cause great trouble.
Therefore, the old Taoist who has only a short lifespan volunteered to come here and carve a magic circle to seal the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains.
For a long time, the magic circle did not have many problems.
But the lifespan of a Martial Saint also has a limit, let alone a Martial Saint whose lifespan is short.
The old Taoist is dead.
The humanoid skeleton in the Taoist temple was left behind by the old Taoist. It was not the demon saint he killed, but himself.
As for why the old Taoist still exists...
When I said this, clouds and mist suddenly appeared in the mountains.
I watched helplessly as the Taoist temples and mountain peaks disappeared little by little, leaving me alone among the empty mountains.
Looking up at the sky, the sky is still not much different from the past.
The sky is clear and clear, cloudless.
Only I know that there is only this piece of sky that can be seen by hundreds of thousands of mountains. It has been like this for so many years, and it will not change much.
Although all the power is lost and the meridians and acupoints in the body are rotten, people must always look forward while living.
After all, from another aspect, my achievements are getting higher and higher, and now I have even killed the remnant of a demon saint.
To become a Martial Saint, it is said that it is not yet completed, but it has finally reached that step. The true power that reaches the sky is gone, but the corresponding knowledge is still there.
At the same time, his body retains some of the martial saint's abilities.
My eyes are as insightful as the legendary martial arts eyes.
I can see the more subtle structure inside the blood in the body, and can even partially influence the cells to squeeze power from the smallest corners of the body.
Of course, it's useless even if I have this ability. In my current state, I can basically be declared dead if I squeeze it.
But it can still be used for research.
Under the mighty thunder tribulation, I basically lost everything, but I still got some things, such as all the seal characters of the True Dragon's body.
The ancient font is imprinted on the deepest part of my bone marrow. Even if I lose all my skills, this seal body still remains in my body, and I have become the body of a true dragon.
What I once dreamed of has now been achieved, but it is not completely achieved. After all, the physical body is in a state of collapse, the meridians and acupoints in the body are almost completely destroyed, and the empty constitution is completely useless.
My current state is no different from that of a newborn with the body of a true dragon.
Even if you want to rebuild it, there is no way, all the meridians and acupoints are broken.
Just being alive is a miracle in the world, let alone expecting anything else.
In the mountains, you can eat the wind and drink the dew, and occasionally set traps to catch some non-demonized hares, squirrels and the like to satisfy your hunger.
I should be glad that I haven't forgotten the hunting skills I learned before the marrow was washed and exchanged for blood, and my skills are not very unfamiliar, otherwise I would have made a big joke.
A human martial saint died of hunger in the mountains.
You can't practice martial arts, but at least the wisdom you once had has not completely disappeared. You can still study and think about the Nine Transformations of Dragon and Snake to further improve it.
At the same time, I can also give my true self some thought on how fellow practitioners of the five magical arts can overcome it.