Chapter 38

When there was no one in the hall, Zhuang Buran walked to the main seat above and sat cross-legged.

When he compared the mental method just now, he had already memorized the "Great Universe Shift" by heart, so he knew that the fundamental principle of this skill was not profound; it was just that one had to stimulate one's own potential first, and then lead and shift; the changes were unpredictable and unbelievable.

In short, it was just a very clever method of using force, which lay in exerting the potential that everyone possessed; everyone originally had huge power hidden in their bodies, but they could not use it at ordinary times, but in emergencies, a weak person who usually had no strength to truss a chicken could often carry a thousand catties; this was the main point.

Martial arts were divided into seven layers; those with high understanding needed seven years to practice the first layer, and the second layer doubled, and so on, making it more and more difficult, but the key was that if the practitioner's internal energy was deep enough, there was no need to grind time, and they could directly speed up.

The first layer of mental method was the method of luck and guidance, moving the palace and using force; Zhuang Buran practiced it in less than a moment; after practicing the second layer, he felt strands of cold air shooting out from his ten fingers.

When he reached the third layer, it was another image; half of his face turned blood red, while the other half turned green.

After practicing the fifth layer, his face turned green and red; when his face was green, his body trembled slightly, as if falling into ice; when his face was red, sweat poured down his forehead like rain.

At this moment, he felt that his whole body's spirit and strength were under his control; he could send it when he wanted, and collect it when he wanted; everything was according to his heart, and his whole body was very comfortable.

When he practiced to the sixth layer, the red and green on his face spread to his whole body.

About half an hour later, the youth in the green robe's complexion returned to normal, with no strange color, and he had entered the seventh layer.

He lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and muttered to himself:

"Although the seventh layer is just imagination, it still has some meaning; I might as well combine it with my own learning to see what kind of skill I can create."

More than an hour later, the Ming Cult high-level officials were still staying outside the main hall.

"Sect Leader, do you think Yama Zhuang can practice our sect's divine skill?" the Bright Right Envoy asked.

"The reason why this skill is difficult to achieve is that the method of using force is extremely complex and clever, so if you are not careful, you will go into devilry; it is like a toddler learning to walk, going to swing a hundred-catty heavy iron hammer; the more subtle and profound the hammer method is, the more it will beat itself to head and blood, and brain pulp will burst."

"But if it were replaced by a strong man with immense strength, he would probably be able to achieve something; I think this Zhuang, relying on his thick internal energy, it is not difficult to practice the 'Great Universe Shift' to the entry level."

Yu Wupo's tone was gentle:

"Our sect's past Sect Leaders all understood the key to this skill; since they sat in the position of Sect Leader, which one was not a person of excellent talent, and which one did not have extremely deep internal energy."

"Their temperaments were also firm and unyielding, unwilling to admit defeat."

"Therefore, they were all diligent and tireless about this skill, trying their best to practice, not knowing that human power sometimes has its limits, and wanting to conquer heaven, the result is often drinking hatred and ending."

"Most of them spent twenty or thirty years practicing to the third layer, and then ended up dying suddenly; a few spent decades practicing to the fourth or fifth layer, and eventually drank hatred and ended."

"So what if this Zhuang practiced it? By the time he practices to the fifth layer and wins the bet, I am afraid he will have reached his twilight years; now it depends on whether he will keep the bet or rise up and attack after realizing the divine skill is difficult to achieve."

After speaking, everyone suddenly heard loud laughter from the hall, and could not help but walk in; as soon as their eyes met with the youth in the green robe, their bodies could not help but stagnate.

They only felt that the eyes of this barefoot youth in the green robe were profound, clear, lonely, and infinitely deep.

Under such a gaze, they felt as if they were not wearing clothes, and were seen clearly from inside to outside, and even the martial arts they had learned seemed to be seen clearly.

It seemed that as long as they made a move, the gaps in their strength would be seen at a glance; that absurd feeling of having one's life controlled by others became more and more intense.

Yu Wupo suddenly came back to her senses and hurriedly spoke:

"Zhuang kid, have you practiced the 'Great Universe Shift' to perfection?"

"Naturally," Zhuang Buran nodded.

"How is this possible?" Yu Wupo blurted out.

After hearing this, the Left and Right Bright Envoys and others showed stunned expressions; just now their Sect Leader was swearing that if he wanted to achieve something, he would have to spend at least decades, how did he suddenly practice it to perfection?

"Zhuang thought your sect's divine skill was difficult to practice; I didn't expect to practice it to the highest level in one breath," Zhuang Buran sighed low:

"Only after reaching the seventh layer did I find that most of the mental methods of the highest level were the creator's imagination, so I had to combine what I had learned to create a brand new skill."

"Ridiculous, you are not worthy," a short middle-aged man on the field mocked.

"Ming Cult Shuwang, looking like a three-inch nail, but practicing a hard skill known as indestructible; I wonder if you want to come and appreciate it?"

"Very willing."

After hearing the three-inch nail, the Shuwang's face was extremely cold; besides his body being as hard as iron and invulnerable to swords and guns, what he was most praised for was a pair of fists, like steel and iron; no matter how hard the stubborn stone and tough weapon were, it was only a matter of two or three times.

Immediately, the Shuwang used all his strength and hit the youth in the green robe on the main seat like a thunderbolt.

Just as he approached, the inexplicable feeling of being seen through inside and out just now hit his heart again.

Immediately, he felt a force that was invincible and fearless, actually hitting the vital point that was not known to outsiders.

"Bang!"

The Shuwang flew backward like an arrow, was embedded in the stone wall, turned into a puddle of rotten mud, and died on the spot.

"Shuwang!"

The two Dharma Protector Kings shouted.

"The method of using force in the 'Great Universe Shift' can be considered the essence of all martial arts; after perfection, no matter which sect's martial arts can be used, it can also make the opponent create flaws, and can also store energy and gather Qi."

Zhuang Buran was still sitting lazily on the main seat, saying:

"Thus, Zhuang created a skill called 'Great Vajra Divine Power' based on what I learned; because it is newly created, there is only one move."

"The trial of Ni Huan is the abyss, the trial of still water is the abyss, the trial of flowing water is the abyss; the abyss has nine names; no matter the size, depth, clarity, turbidity, or movement, none can escape the clear observation of the Dharma eye, so it is called 'Nine Abysses Nine Trials', which can be said to be as clear as a mirror, illuminating all things."

"Its energy is concentrated, like a sudden mountain flood, surging and unstoppable, invincible and fearless."

"This old woman has poor eyes, actually underestimating you again and again," Yu Wupo's face was incomparably cold:

"You indeed have the talent of a monster that traverses ancient and modern times; whether counting the past Sect Leaders of our sect or looking at the high talents of generation after generation in the Jianghu, I am afraid none can compare to you."

She said in a tone without any emotional fluctuation:

"If you are willing to join the sect, you will be the next Sect Leader appointed by this old woman, and the Ming Cult will respect you."

"Boring."

Zhuang Buran stood up lazily:

"Sect Leader Yu, I guess you have ambushed many people outside the hall; do you want to gamble again?"

There was a hint of playfulness in his tone:

"Let's gamble on whether Zhuang can kill you all!"

(End of chapter)