Chapter 4: The Realm of Martial Power!
The breakthrough came so suddenly, yet it didn't shock Qin Zheng much, because this was the effect of gradual accumulation and sudden release. His blood had been tempered too many times, with 300 successes and failures that continuously honed his heart, not only tempering his will but also accumulating pressure for too long. Now that the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus had transformed into a martial pulse, it freed him from his shackles, making the breakthrough inevitable. It was even possible that he would break through to the Tianwu Realm, a realm of self-transformation recognized by all, at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"Finally don't have to fall back again."
"Ryūjin Kyō!"
"The gate of martial arts has finally been opened for me!"
Qin Zheng's fists clenched with excitement, six years of cultivation, countless failures, even his tempered heart trembled, and when he finally succeeded, Qin Zheng couldn't hold back tears.
He wanted to vent.
But he understood that it had to be kept secret, and absolutely no one else could know.
The Nine-Colored Lotus Sutra is one of the three great martial classics of the Divine Martial Continent, a martial classic that can break through the shackles of human and divine. It has been lost for many years, and it has also been five thousand years since someone last achieved enlightenment and became a god. For five thousand years, no one has become a god. Once the location of the Nine-Colored Lotus Sutra is known, it will inevitably attract the attention of everyone on the Divine Martial Continent.
If it's like this, he would really be in danger, and even the Donghai Royal Palace, along with the Great Flame Empire, might face a catastrophic disaster.
It is necessary to hide the cultivation of the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus Scripture.
After Qin's calmness, he came out and took a look around. There was no one to be seen, so it could be confirmed that the previous cultivation should not have attracted anyone's attention. This is not surprising, as Yulian Academy is located in the last courtyard of the East Sea King's palace, which is an independent courtyard and also where the old East Sea King did not want to be disturbed, so it was relatively quiet here.
Having made sure no one was around, Qin Zheng returned to his room.
This round of cultivation took more than ten hours, Qin Zheng was also hungry, and he casually ate something. During this time, a thought still lingered in his mind, "I can cultivate, which further proves that my blood is extraordinary, I wonder what kind of mystery this bloodline has."
This idea was temporarily suppressed by Qin Zheng in his heart, and what he needs to do now is to cultivate.
The nine-colored divine lotus martial pulse took shape, and the subsequent cultivation was no longer just a simple sense of heaven and earth's essence. Reaching the realm of force martial arts, his strength greatly increased, and Qin Zheng also wanted to see the changes in himself.
He came before a stone monument with four characters "Yu Lian Hua Chi" carved on it.
This stone tablet is exposed outside, with a height of three meters and a thickness of one meter. The weight is naturally astonishing. In the past, Qin Zheng was bored and tried to shake this stone tablet, but it didn't move at all.
Walked around the monument for two circles.
He half-squatted down, reached out and hugged the stone monument on both sides, and suddenly exerted force.
His entire body's muscles bulged, and the stone monument let out a creaking sound, as if it was being strained to the point of splitting. Then he slowly stood up straight, and the monument began to move upwards, with the part buried underground starting to appear. When he finally stood up straight, there was still a large portion of the monument buried beneath the ground.
"This power is more than just one or two times greater, it's at least ten times stronger."
"The realm of Li Wu is indeed far superior to the physical realm."
Qin Zheng took two steps back, measured the stone tablet, and then stepped forward again.
Another pull outward.
After lifting it up again, the stele was almost completely exposed, so Qin Zheng pressed down on it once more with all his might, and the stele sank back into the ground, returning to its original state.
After repeated attempts, he finally understood the magnitude of Li Wu's strength.
Excitement still lingered, Qin Zheng also had no intention of sleeping, so he went to the rear courtyard of Yulian Temple's training grounds.
Lì Wǔ Jìng is only the foundation of martial arts, it's a process of changing one's body. Only by breaking through Lì Wǔ Jìng and reaching Qì Wǔ Jìng can one mobilize the heavenly and earthly essence to continuously smelt and enter the martial pulse, and conduct true martial cultivation.
So now it's still an ongoing process of constantly honing one's body.
Qin Zheng had iron blocks tied to both legs and arms, and on his back was a steel rod over two meters long and half a meter thick, thus he began to leap within the training grounds.
"Jump!"
He crouched down to the limit and then suddenly jumped up.
The man in mid-air felt the weight of the iron block was somewhat unbearable, and the iron rod behind him made him lose his balance, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
The iron rod was also pressed on his body, and Qin Zheng let out a low, mournful cry of pain.
Iron rod is used for balance, so that Qin Zheng can maintain balance anywhere and anytime. He clearly remembers a sentence, which is what Old East Sea King muttered to himself during his dying period, "Balance is the foundation of martial arts, human way, and heavenly way."
Gritting his teeth, Qin Zheng got up again and continued to bounce.
"Bang!"
This time it's good, the iron rod directly fell off, almost hitting him on the body.
"Go on!"
Qin Zheng once again grasped his iron rod and began to cultivate.
One night passed, the eastern sky was white, Qin Zheng was still in cultivation.
Deep in his heart, there has always been a strong sense of crisis, that is, the Jiǔ Sè Shén Lián Jīng.
Currently, no one knows that he is cultivating the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus Scripture. This doesn't mean it won't be exposed. Once exposed, with the allure of the Nine-Coloured Divine Lotus Scripture to warriors, if you don't have the power to intimidate the Divine Martial Continent, there's only death.
If he had still been simple-minded, he would have thought that secrets could be kept in this world, but now it's hard to do so. The iron box left by Old Donghai Wang is proof that everything will eventually be discovered.
And so this sense of urgency made his cultivation extremely frantic.
When he finished his cultivation, Qin Zheng activated the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus, and his fatigue disappeared. The minor injuries from his cultivation were instantly restored to their original state.
Jiuse Shenlian is beneficial for Wu Mai in three major ways.
It can cure injuries, relieve minor pains and fatigue, and when cultivated to the extreme, it can even reach the point of invincibility.
Secondly, it can enhance combat power. After reaching the realm of air martial arts, the nine-colored divine lotus martial vein will nurture the power of the divine lotus, allowing combat power to double.
Thirdly, after reaching the boundary of Dachi, each major boundary will refine the essence of blood and condense a drop of Shenlian blood. This drop of Shenlian blood can help a person's martial vein transform or improve, which is what all warriors want to get. It can be said that those who cultivate the Nine-Colored Shenlian Scripture are considered the most precious treasure in others' eyes.
After washing away his fatigue, Qin Zheng took a bath and had breakfast. He then left the Wang Fu and once again arrived at the secluded small courtyard in the imperial capital where Yan Tingyu was located.
This time when he came, Yan Tingyu was practicing his swordsmanship and was also quite surprised to see Qin Zheng arrive.
"I've broken through!" Qin Zheng stood in front of her.
"Only yesterday I completed my 300th breakthrough, and today another one? You think I'm a main attacking cultivator, not a martial artist." Yan Tingyu was completely incredulous.
Qin Zheng smiled, reached out and grabbed the refining furnace with his right thumb, index finger, and middle finger. With a slight lift, the refining furnace suddenly left the ground and hung in mid-air.
Swallow Listening Rain covered her mouth and exclaimed in shock: "Li Wu Border!"
Qin Zheng smiled and nodded as he put down the Alchemy Furnace.
"Inconceivable, how did you break through? You don't have a martial vein, how can you possibly break through, and in just one night, achieve the Forceful Martial Realm? This is impossible." Yan Wuyue said disbelievingly.
"I've indeed broken through." Qin Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
"How did you...?" Yan Wuyue asked, opening her mouth to inquire, and then blinked, saying, "You didn't ask me why I have such exquisite military tactics, so I won't ask how you broke through either."
Qin Zheng knew that Yan Tingyu would not ask further, this was a tacit understanding. "I'm here to tell you, if anyone asks you how I managed to break through, just say I have a hidden martial pulse."
He did so in order to conceal his cultivation of the Nine-Colored Lotus Sutra as much as possible, and not leave any flaws.
"It seems you've broken through this matter, hiding a big secret." Yanyu smiled and said.
"Hmm, it's a big secret, I'll tell you later." Qin Zheng said with a serious face.
Seeing Qin Zheng's serious expression, Yan Tingyu also restrained her smile and said thoughtfully: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your affairs." She personally checked Qin Zheng's boundary, and after confirming it, she said: "Your help in improving my martial arts is also very significant, so I should thank you too. How about this? I'll forge a weapon for you, and give you a mysterious martial skill as a gift."
Qin Zheng was very interested, "I remember you once said that you designed a weapon for me, and it would be forged when I reached the Forceful Martial Realm. What is the weapon?"
"Not a sword, not a spear, not a gun, not a halberd. What exactly is it? Give me twenty days to refine it, and when the time comes, you'll come to take it and naturally understand." Yan Tingyu sold a pass.
"Alright, what about this mysterious martial skill?" Qin Zheng knew that once this girl didn't want to say something, no one could make her reveal a secret. This was why he trusted her, just like Yan Tingyu trusted him.
Yan Tingyu handed two scrolls to Qin Zheng, "You go back and cultivate, I will also refine a handy weapon for you."
Nor did he allow Qin Zheng to watch here, and he drove him away.
Yan listened to the rain and couldn't wait to refine a piece that was the most satisfying work of her life.
Qin Zheng didn't stay for long and hastily returned to the palace.
The gate of Yulian Temple is tightly closed.
In the training ground, Qin Zheng opened a scroll.
This scroll records a martial art called Dou Hu Shi!
The Dou Hu Shi is a mysterious martial art, and the records only describe how to exert force, but how to display its power more fiercely requires grasping the pure beastly instincts of the tiger-like monsters. Therefore, some people who master Dou Hu Shi can challenge higher levels, while others who master Dou Hu Shi may still lose to those with lower strength than themselves.
It depends on yourself whether you are strong or not.
This is the most astonishing part of the Tihu stance.
Opening another scroll, it was a painting of one hundred tigers.
Inside, every single tiger-like monster is depicted vividly, and it's the most manic moment of these tiger-like monsters. At a glance, they seem to be presented right in front of you.
Watching a hundred tigers can lead to minor success; watching a thousand tigers can lead to major success; watching ten thousand tigers can lead to perfection. Watching all the divine and martial land's tiger-like demonic beasts' frantic state can achieve great perfection!
Qin Zheng read and mastered the method of exerting force in Dou Hu Shi, then watched Bai Hu Tu to practice Dou Hu Shi.

