boom!
Thick black hair flew through the air as the dashing young man punched the Martial Venerable with thick eyebrows and big eyes in the face. When he saw the Martial Venerable's head shatter under his fist and then his body disintegrate, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Finally got it!"
Feng Bingwen had lost count of how many punches he had taken from this Martial Venerable with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He only remembered that every part of his body had been pounded by this Martial Venerable's fists no less than a hundred times.
Each punch caused excruciating pain, breaking bones and tendons. Although his body wasn't actually injured, he absorbed the unknown energy contained within the mountain, becoming stronger. But the pain was undeniably real.
After taking that punch, Feng Bingwen stepped forward again, preparing to clash with the "intention" of this martial master once more. Then, there was no way forward; he had already reached the mountain peak.
Before he knew it, he had walked the entire mountain path and obtained the complete inheritance of the "Immortal Body". During this process, he paid almost no attention.
"That's it?"
Feng Bingwen was still unsatisfied and even somewhat dissatisfied. He had taken more than ten thousand punches from that Martial Venerable, but he only managed to land one punch before it was over. It was too unfair.
Of course, this was mostly a joke. He wasn't ungrateful; although he endured a lot of suffering, the benefits he received were entirely proportional.
His body has now undergone a transformation. Feng Bingwen doesn't know the exact extent of the transformation without actual combat testing, but he can now clearly feel the vigorous blood energy surging within his body.
Of course, the changes in his body were one thing, but more importantly, Feng Bingwen obtained a martial arts body-refining method with extremely high potential. However, in Feng Bingwen's view, this cultivation method was too brutal.
It's less of a cultivation method and more of a self-harm technique. The only redeeming feature is that this body-refining method doesn't consume much external energy, which is a benefit for a normal martial artist.
Immortal cultivation emphasizes aptitude, followed by comprehension, and its reliance on resources is arguably the least among all cultivation schools.
Martial arts training does not emphasize aptitude, but it values perseverance. However, even more important is the need for extremely substantial assets. The saying "poor scholar, rich man" is not just a saying.
Martial arts training, from beginning to end, has many methods that lean towards self-harm. These methods require a large amount of precious materials to nourish the body in order to avoid any aftereffects. If the nourishment is not adequate, even if the training is done according to the requirements, one will eventually ruin oneself.
Of course, such martial arts body-refining methods are like adding wings to a tiger for some warlike individuals. As long as the nourishing medicine is sufficient, they can become stronger and stronger in battle—provided they are not killed in the process.
fantuantanshu.
Feng Bingwen walked up the mountain path without any danger from beginning to end. With each step he took, the Martial Venerable's "intention" would only strike once before disappearing.
Normally, such a good thing wouldn't happen. A martial arts master with exquisite and unparalleled control over power wouldn't have time to help younger generations hone their bodies.
"Hmm, let's go find another method!"
Although Feng Bingwen was not afraid of pain, he also did not have a masochistic tendency.
So Feng Bingwen got up and looked in the direction he was climbing, and then he saw a young man standing not far from the top of the mountain, quietly recovering.
When Feng Bingwen's gaze fell upon him, he also felt it and raised his head to meet Feng Bingwen's eyes. His originally somewhat arrogant gaze suddenly revealed an extremely complicated expression.
He wouldn't be mistaken. When he first arrived at the foot of the mountain, the serene and peaceful aura surrounding him was definitely not something a martial artist should possess.
However, this guy, who was clearly not a martial artist, reached the summit and received the inheritance before him, which was undoubtedly a disgrace to him.
What is your body type?
The two energetic and spirited young men looked at each other for a moment. The young man at the bottom, who seemed to be unwilling to accept defeat, suddenly spoke up and asked a question.
Upon hearing this question, Feng Bingwen's lips twitched slightly. Although he had only met two geniuses from prestigious sects, he had noticed that these guys all shared a common characteristic.
Confident, or rather arrogant, they are unwilling to admit their shortcomings, whether they lose in a battle or fall behind on the path to acquiring the inheritance. Instead, they believe that the problem lies elsewhere.
Previously, Zhan Tai Siyu, whom he had defeated with overwhelming force, had subtly implied that his defeat was due to his poor family background, not his own incompetence.
The same applies to the one before him. Feng Bingwen arrived late but arrived early, being the first to receive the inheritance of the Martial Venerable, while he was still some distance from the summit. He didn't think he had any reason for this, but rather felt that Feng Bingwen's physique was more suited to the inheritance here.
"..."
Feng Bingwen was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"I am a Five Elements Body!"
"Five Elements Body? Yes, this mountain contains the essence left behind by a Blood Phoenix after its tribulation and death. The Nirvana Tribulation Power evolved from it has the power of life and death, but it is extremely difficult to absorb. You are a Five Elements Body, so you are more compatible and can absorb it faster."
"..."
Feng Bingwen was completely speechless. He shook his head, not wanting to respond to this guy anymore.
Perhaps this guy is right. He absorbs and refines the Blood Phoenix essence faster. Perhaps he is only half a second faster each time he absorbs it, but over a long period of time, he has taken a big lead.
But making excuses like this makes people see through you. Why can't you just openly admit your shortcomings?
Where are you going?
Seeing that Feng Bingwen ignored him and was about to leave the mountain on his own, the young man, whose blood was surging and who was like a wild dragon, asked a question, looking at Feng Bingwen with great seriousness.
Although he was stubborn, he knew very well that he was no match for this boy who looked even younger than him.
"This place offers many opportunities. I have already obtained the inheritance of this mountain, so of course I will move on to the next place."
Feng Bingwen said it as if it were a matter of course. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. When he came in, the Yin Chi Ghost King told him that he could take any opportunity in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths as long as he had the ability.
"You've even learned the legacy left by your own sect's founder?"
"I've learned it."
Feng Bingwen knew he was referring to the "Five Directions and Five Elements Supreme Mysterious Divine Light." Although there was a slight misunderstanding, he had no intention of explaining it to this guy in detail.
"You've already received two inheritances, aren't you satisfied?"
The boy was even more incredulous upon hearing this.
Why should we satisfy this requirement?
"This is the starting point. Didn't your teachers tell you the rules when you came here?"
"What rules?"
Feng Bingwen frowned.
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Nan Danzhou, Tai Xuanmen
The sea of clouds is vast and ever-changing. Hundreds of mountain peaks appear and disappear in the clouds and mist. Among the peaks, pavilions and towers, and magnificent palaces can be seen. Every now and then, dazzling and colorful streaks of light fly up, like thunder and lightning.
This is a sacred mountain and lineage established by immortals. Although it is now in decline, it is still a lineage left by immortals and still has a foundation that ordinary sects do not have.
Deep within the Tai Xuan Mountain Gate, high in the sky, stands a magnificent palace, towering majestically amidst clouds and mist. A fleeting glimpse of white feathers and golden scales stirs the mist, causing it to surge and boil before vanishing without a trace.
"Sect Leader Lu, I would like to ask you something."
Within this majestic celestial palace, a gentle and refined voice rang out, instantly conjuring up the image of an elegant gentleman with flowing sleeves.
"Elder Xue, as long as it doesn't involve my fundamental principles, I can tell you anything."
Inside the palace, a slightly weary-looking man sitting at the head of the main seat looked down at a black-robed youth sitting below him, whose body emitted sounds of ghostly wails and howls. His eyes revealed fear and awe.
"I have heard that the fundamental supernatural powers recorded in your sect's 'Tai Xuan Jing' not only require extremely high talent from the practitioner, but are also extremely difficult to master. Is this true?"
"Naturally, without a doubt."
The Tai Xuan Sect Master's face showed a bitter expression. He knew why the other party would ask such a question. He looked at the treasure mirror floating in front of him, but what was reflected in the mirror was a young man he did not recognize at all.
The young man held the "qualification" passed down by the immortal of his Tai Xuan Sect. However, his Tai Xuan Sect had been without successors for a long time and had not produced any outstanding talents. Therefore, this time, he could only sell the qualification to those major sects in exchange for a large amount of cultivation resources to cultivate his disciples.
Because of the agreement made by the many sages who built the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Secret Realm, only the head of the Tai Xuan Sect can see the situation of those who hold the qualifications of the Tai Xuan Sect when he casts a spell.
Therefore, the Netherworld Sect, which had taken the qualification from him, sent an elder to observe the situation, and then witnessed an extremely astonishing scene.
"really?"
Elder Xue, dressed in a golden robe and wearing a jade crown, naturally did not believe it. The young man named Feng Bingwen had not even practiced for three hours, which was simpler than cultivating magic.
"I dare not deceive the elders of the upper sect. In the history of my Tai Xuan Sect, apart from the Tai Xuan Ancestor, the shortest record for cultivating a fundamental divine power is ten days. That person was the second-generation sect leader of my Tai Xuan Sect. He has the Five Elements Dao Body, received guidance from the Ancestor, and is extremely compatible with the Tai Xuan Scripture."
At this point, the Tai Xuan Sect leader couldn't help but reveal a complex expression of envy and frustration in his eyes.
He, the second-generation patriarch of the Tai Xuan Sect, a disciple personally taught by an immortal, a person of extraordinary talent, even with everything prepared and a thorough understanding of the methods of cultivating supernatural powers, still spent ten days practicing. Yet that young man who made the Netherworld Path give up a large amount of resources in exchange for a qualification, he spent less than three hours practicing?
If he hadn't read the Tai Xuan Jing beforehand and was encountering it for the first time, he wouldn't have dared to imagine just how talented this young man was.
What lies beyond the Five Elements Dao Body?
If such a person were born into the Tai Xuan Sect, he would actually be able to recreate the glorious state of the Tai Xuan Sect during the lifetime of his grandfather.
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