The skilled and elegant hand-chop landed precisely on the sleeping Demon Bear's neck.
So skills beco more exquisite with the passage of ti.
After dealing with the unnecessary factors of security, Yi Chen imdiately sat down cross-legged; at that mont, lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the cave, a splendid bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the Taoist's stern face.
"Shen Hong! Breakthrough for !"
A silent chant in his heart, and a familiar yet strange mory suddenly surfaced in the Taoist's mind.
Like glancing at flowers while riding past, the mories unfolded.
"The journey is hard, the journey is hard!"
Inside the Daoist Palace, with its crimson walls, a sigh suddenly arose!
A handso young Taoist was standing inside, tall and fair-skinned, without a beard, currently holding a scroll of Daoist scriptures and sighing at the moon.
His talent was extraordinary, overcoming perils along the way; the Pure Yang Lianji True thod had been cultivated to the twenty-first level, yet now there seed to be no path forward.
"Should I risk it all?" The Taoist stepped out of the courtyard door, waved his hand, and two massive Extre Origin Chains appeared from thin air, pulling open a crimson portal.
This was the location of the True Yang Holy Palace, the treasure of the first Cave Heaven of their Southern Heavenly Dao Sect.
The figure plunged into the portal, and the Taoist flashed continuously, only to arrive above a towering Cliff Sea, where he retrieved a Golden To from beneath an odd rock.
The light from the heavens shone upon the Golden To, and the words "Shatter the Void" were strikingly visible.
Two hundred and fifty years ago, a Golden To fell with a teor, and after a friendly exchange with fellow cultivators, the to finally ended up in his hands.
He had studied this volu for a full two hundred and fifty years; at last, he had found a way to leap forward, but now his heart was engulfed in deep hesitation.
The so-called Ultimate Yang is to constantly break through one's own limits.
After the twenty-first refinent of Pure Yang, his foundation was so robust it could not be further fortified; taking another step was incredibly difficult. Yet, where the Great Derivation prescribes fifty, it uses only forty-nine. Having pondered for over two hundred years, he had finally found a potential breakthrough in the Golden To.
This ti, he would need to re-cultivate his mysterious cultivation, ignoring the halberd and using fists, tempering his soul with bare hands to reach the peak once again.
With this thought, the Taoist disappeared from the Cave Heaven and stood firmly in a thatched cottage on the back mountain.
At this mont, a silver-haired old Taoist was leisurely watering the garden.
"Li Xuanzhen, have you really decided? To forsake thousands of years of lifespan in pursuit of that elusive breakthrough opportunity."
"Yes, I ask for my brother's help."
"Give one reason."
The Taoist remained silent for a while, eventually grinning and saying, "Because I want to see a higher view of the Martial Path."
"In this world today, apart from your Yin-Yang blending technique that can overpower , the rest are rely bags of wine and rice, not worth ntioning. Such a life is truly boring."
"You don't have much life left, and you still want to enter reclusion, what will happen to our Sect?" The silver-haired elder stopped watering and looked deeply at the young Taoist before him.
The Taoist didn't speak, but fell into a deep silence.
"Alright, I understand. Go, and I hope you co out alive." The silver-haired old Taoist crouched down and stopped talking, focusing intently on the small vegetable patch he was tending.
"Thank you for your approval, brother."
The Taoist bowed deeply and once again entered the Cave Heaven.
In the final mont before his figure disappeared, an Extre Origin Rage surged within him, throwing the Holy Halberd, cultivated for many years, in front of the Sect's Welcoming Stone, sinking deep into the earth's crust into an unknown depth.
Boom!
The gates of the Cave Heaven closed instantly, vanishing into the void.
Two hundred years went by, as ti cycled on.
Above the Cliff Sea, the Taoist sighed. He wanted to forget the Halberd Technique that had perated his bones, but alas, he could never truly do so.
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Taoist, he struck a shockwave toward his own Baihui Acupoint from the air, severing all distracting thoughts, including the many mories of his past lives.
After this palm strike, he no longer even knew his na, leaving only the persistent pursuit of the Martial Path.
Above the Cave Heaven.
Thirty-six Kongming Lanterns hung high in the sky, each lantern hovering above a Divine Intent Picture of boxing techniques.
The Taoist stood up abruptly, with cultivation energy wildly escaping from within his Cultivation Body; he began to disperse his achievents and re-cultivate.
Training in boxing is unlike practicing sword, halberd, arrays, or strange techniques; one cannot discard one's fists, nor should one. Thus, using fists as a weapon requires a resolute will and the courage to face death.
Only with such courage that wanders on the edge of life and death can every thought be tempered as searing as the sun without shadows.
Only then can he truly shatter everything, and with this ascending spirit, push the Pure Yang Refining Extre True thod to a higher Realm.
Three hundred years passed, and the Taoist's thirty-six Divine Intent Pictures had reached perfection.
Five hundred years hastily flew by, and the Taoist's boxing technique evolved from thirty-six styles to twenty-four forms.
Blossoms bloom and fade, again and again.
Ti is like a silent poem.
And his story, like a single splash of a wave.
After two thousand years unfolded and vanished, the Taoist who had been in reclusion for three thousand years stopped his Cultivation for the first ti.
At this mont, he had transford the thirty-six boxing styles into five Ultimate Moves, his Cultivation ascended to the peak once again.
"It's a pity, I'm still one layer of paper away from the breakthrough, unable to grasp the essence." The Taoist sighed.
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