CHAPTER 551: CHAPTER 506: WAR SOUL’S "HIDDEN EFFECT" AND MANIFESTATIONS OF FORCE!

Meng Chuan felt a bit embarrassed, unable to help but say:

"Ancestor, if this doesn’t work, I’ll memorize it first and learn it outside."

"If you don’t comprehend it, you can’t memorize it outside. Just listen."

Jia Ye had long since attained Nirvana, leaving behind only a trace on the rock layers.

He was curious why Meng Chuan could stay here with him for such a long time.

It wasn’t that no one had previously comprehended the true essence of Martial Arts from him.

Among Shaolin’s successors, some had talents in spiritual cultivation.

Most could find some gains from the texts carved on Book Cliff.

But like this kid, able to "come in" and chat and debate with him.

He is the only one...

Jia Ye guessed that perhaps the boy’s talent in the spiritual path was terribly exceptional, enabling him to communicate with someone who had long since attained Nirvana.

At the same time, Meng Chuan also had an epiphany:

"In places like the Dharma Realm, Cultivation Technique Mark World, as long as the soul’s power is substantial enough within it without getting lost, ordinary Martial Arts practitioners can step in.

But at this moment, I can actually directly converse and communicate with ancient predecessors through the traces left on Book Cliff..."

This matter was unheard of to Meng Chuan.

To be able to observe the body shape, practice martial arts, perform Long Fist, etc., from the true essence of Martial Arts left by ancient people was already extremely impressive comprehension.

Such characters, as long as they do not meet an untimely end.

Their achievements directly point to Venerable Celestial King, and with additional fortune, a Martial Arts Great Saint might be possible.

These people are the top talents the country gathers into its talent pool.

People like Zheng Chengcheng and Chen Xuan are such.

If he hadn’t broken the limit, thereby gaining so many qualities to bolster himself.

Even if he practiced martial arts to the point of madness, he couldn’t match them.

Not to mention, now it feels like a crushing momentum.

Returning to the conjecture of conversing with deceased sages.

His comprehension hasn’t reached such a level, waiting for further enhancement.

But he can perform such astonishing acts.

Why is it like this, he feels some intuition.

To achieve such miraculous deeds must be the attributes’ influence, likely related to [War Soul].

His memory never forgets, recalling something after thinking about it.

When he just broke the limit with Qi Jiguang Long Fist, under the attribute entry, there was a line of tiny words:

"You have a War Soul Space, able to communicate and learn from past Martial Arts sages."

He originally thought it meant learning Cultivation Technique through War Soul Space, thereby communicating and studying with the inheritor.

Unexpectedly, these two sentences had a separate meaning...

Having a War Soul Space and being able to communicate with sages through "soul."

Should be the correct understanding of this sentence.

Why previously on Hua Mountain, he couldn’t converse with [True Man He], only having insights regarding the traces he left behind.

Meng Chuan guessed if it wasn’t True Man He left behind’s Martial Arts essence was too shallow.

Otherwise, his spiritual foundation at that time was too weak to support his soul in conversation and exchange.

In a flash of thought, he stopped considering it because Ancestor Jia Ye beside him once again began teaching.

No matter the reason, it is his fortune, so listen intently.

Time slowly passed, and Meng Chuan suddenly felt the surroundings becoming increasingly dark.

The form of the high monk beside him was also slowly becoming more ethereal.

Having stayed this long, his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and his soul would soon return to his body.

But he was about to understand the Wu Xiang Jing. As the final round ended, the form of Ancestor Jia Ye was left with only a contour, and he also gradually tended to float.

Meng Chuan felt intuition, fearing the dwindling form of Ancestor Jia Ye might be permanent...

Later generations revisiting Book Cliff might only feel intuition from the inscribed marks.

Without seeing the high monk’s figure.

Sin, sin...

His vision blurred; at the last moment before leaving, he introspected his panel.

Meng Chuan was surprised to find that the so-called Wu Xiang Jing "Heart Sutra Spell" actually appeared in the [Secret Technique Column]...

On the panel, under the useless [Mountain Search Patrol].

A new entry appeared:

[Wu Xiang Jing: First Layer (1%)]

Through repeated study, he understood the new version of Wu Xiang Jing created by Ancestor Jia Ye, its effects.

Not only could it enhance spiritual power, meaning increase the total amount of spiritual power.

It could also contemplate self, breaking the limitation of Martial Arts thoughts and ultimately achieving a realm of "no move beats a move."

The second effect was a new effect Jia Ye comprehended after discussing Qi Blood Martial Arts with him.

Judging from the former alone, it was indeed the effect of Buddhist Heart Sutra Spell.

With the latter, it aligned closely with the secret technique.

Because "contemplating self" in his understanding was also a bodily transformation.

Which is——spiritual power penetrating the flesh to introspect, activating invisible inner strength, reshaping the muscle texture through mental influence, and modifying body bones and meridians.

Secret techniques equal "small attributes," meaning through repeated practice, activating transformative effects.

Reflecting on this, Meng Chuan believed Dragon Seat Zen was indeed created from Ancestor Sanfeng’s contemplation of dragons instead of dissected from Divine Skill...

Ancestor Jia Ye can transform Heart Sutra Spell into a secret technique.

Someone "even more talented" like Ancestor Sanfeng directly creating techniques is reasonable...

Then, he slowly comprehended the process of "soul returning to the body."

The gains this time were immense.

Not only acquiring a secret technique beneficial for Martial Arts strikes and spiritual power.

His Buddhist principles, through the guidance of Ancestor Jia Ye, also made substantial progress.

Moreover, Martial Arts strikes advanced another step, officially stepping into the realm of self-awareness.

Finally, he did not forget that advancing in Martial Arts strikes meant a deepening understanding of "Dao."

Extract primordial energy, enhancing oneself!

When he comes out, there’s a considerable Qi Blood enhancement waiting...

This wave truly yielded a discerning reward.

Even before ascending the mountain, he gained such substantial rewards.

Indeed worthy of being the Zen Ancestor Land, definitely came to the right place!

At the same time, in the world of intentions.

As Jia Ye faded away, he glanced at Meng Chuan once again.

"Maybe, we might have a chance to meet again..."

...

In the real world, by the edge of the book cliff.

All the monks stared at the human figure on the blue-gray rock layer, witnessing an astonishing scene, each one flabbergasted.

A trace of wind poured down from the sky, flowing incessantly around Meng Chuan’s body.

The orange-red glow around him gradually dissipated along with it.

His garment fluttered, pores opened, and vital energy converged.

This more detailed spectacle could only be seen by Venerable Shi floating in the sky.

At this moment, he was extremely astonished.

Such a scene was indeed an elevation of martial principles in hand-to-hand combat.

Drawing in vital energy to supplement the path of martial arts, thus provoking this phenomenon.

He was utterly puzzled, what exactly did Ancestor Jiyas teach Meng Chuan...

In the Buddhist sect chronicles, it’s recorded that Ancestor Jiyas was most skilled at the introduction of Buddhist scriptures.

He was a pinnacle figure in spiritual realms during the Spring and Autumn period.

Never heard that He was skilled in hand-to-hand combat...

Ancestor Jiyas wasn’t a martial monk, what is going on...

Venerable Shi couldn’t fathom it.

He could only wait for Meng Chuan to wake up and check the situation.

...

Meng Chuan shivered all over.

The tugging sensation when the soul returned made him shiver.

This gained resonance thoroughly exhausted his spiritual power.

The fusion of soul and body inevitably brought a feeling of weakness.

He closed his eyes and regulated his breath for a moment, eased a bit, and then opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened them, Meng Chuan was a little dumbfounded.

On the book cliff, there was nothing but glaring bald heads, intensely dazzling...

Reflecting the sunlight, he found it somewhat glaring...

All were staring at him, their gazes filled with admiration, respect, and very few with discontent.

Meng Chuan felt as if at this moment he was like a monkey in the park, surrounded by these monks, civilizedly watching the monkey...

Feeling the vital energy flowing into his body, transforming into an expanding sensation of Qi Blood.

Meng Chuan’s expression changed, first suppressing these, ignoring others.

This amount of Qi Blood was definitely a substantial improvement.

This uncontrollable feeling of breakthrough hadn’t been experienced for a long time.

Accompanied by a large influx of vital energy into his belly, a vast hot current surged.

The monks gasped, defying heaven, Meng Chuan ignited again under their eyes!

Regardless of what others thought, his Qi Blood at this moment surged like mighty rivers and streams.

Through the spring eye, misty heat lightning steamed out, hence this scene.

Countless newborn Qi Blood gathered, then controlled and suppressed by internal breath.

Bit by bit guiding it to flow into the star track, filling the star acupoint holes.

At this point, the martial arts momentum Meng Chuan displayed outwardly was increasingly terrifying.

White smoke lightning heat gathered at tens of feet above his head.

The center ten feet, extremely condensed, seemingly like a multicolored cloud, visible to the naked eye.

Venerable Shi’s gaze solidified, watching this scene.

Meng Chuan’s martial arts momentum was about to condense into an intention.

"Marvelous... I remember this kid’s profile. Didn’t he just break two at the beginning of the year? Now he’s about to break three?"

Different cultivation sects, the change of martial arts momentum to reality intention, vary greatly.

Xingyi Sect mostly involves changing the environment.

Depending on the martial arts practiced, the power varies.

Condensing intention, the degree of change in reality also differs greatly.

Clouds, streams, Thunder Pools, Fire Domains, can all be created at will.

And Elephant Form Sect, according to the sect being practiced.

Condensing into a dharma-like form with infinite variability, including all kinds of mythical creatures...

Just taking ape form as an example.

Some can condense the appearance of a snarling fang-baring violent ape.

And an ancient thunder ape covered in spiky fur, surrounded by lightning.

Even the Great Saint wielding a gold hoop rod weighing ten thousand eighty thousand pounds...

In summary, Elephant Form Sect is the same.

The higher the quality of martial arts cultivated, the greater the power of dharma-like form.

Just one form, with a hundred changes.

There are over a hundred Elephant Forms in the world, imaginable...

Venerable Shi returned to his senses, saw him gather all divine anomalies, apparently subduing internal changes.

Couldn’t help but admire inwardly:

"Quite fast, it seems this kid advances quickly, but the control over his own strength is quite perfect."

Simultaneously, Meng Chuan was introspectively surveying himself.

On the star track, more acupoint stars were lit.

Closer to 355 acupoints perfected, advancing further.

Roughly counting, there were already about 140.

Compared to before, 20 more stars lit.

Spiritual foundation internally forged mountain of martial principles, officially stepping into the realm of self-awareness.

This wave of Qi Blood increased by nearly two thousand points!

Returning to his senses, he then leapt away from the blue-gray rock wall, standing at the cliff edge.

The feeling of being watched by everyone was indeed quite awkward...

Seeing Meng Chuan’s "Enlightenment" end, the monks chattered:

"Brother Meng, what did you realize?"

Even some students from Shaolin Martial Arts University, seeing him bald-headed too, called warmly:

"Senior Brother, can Ancestor Jiyas pass Divine Skill to you, can you let Junior Brother witness it?"

"...No Divine Skill, but indeed gained some insights."