Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

In the days that followed, Calabash Brothers often dreamed of "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave," where they would learn culture from the master in the cave in front of the cave entrance.

The word "culture" was also taught to him by his master.

But after hearing it, he no longer only had a vague understanding, but understood it completely, as if he was born with knowledge and could immediately know the cause and effect and the origin of the accident as soon as he heard it.

Learning in this way, spring and autumn came and went, and time flew by. In the blink of an eye, three springs and autumns had passed, but Calabash Brothers still looked like chubby little boys, as if time could not touch them at all.

After he had read through the scriptures of various worlds and mastered the classics of Buddhism and Taoism, as well as the teachings of a hundred schools of thought, on a cool autumn day, he fell asleep again and came to the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, in front of the Xieyue Sanxing Cave. There he heard the master in the cave say to him, "Good lad, you have great potential. Come into the cave."

Upon hearing this, the chubby baby was naturally overjoyed and immediately wanted to run inside.

"Master, Master, can I learn magic now?" the chubby boy asked as he ran.

The chubby baby, who had grown quite a bit, knew that there were gods and monsters in the world, as well as magic that allowed him to go to heaven and earth, and even wondrous magic that could carry mountains and chase the sun. He himself also possessed wondrous powers, such as being able to breathe fire, spew water, and have immense strength. His body was hard and impervious to swords and spears, and he could see and hear the wind for thousands of miles.

He had told his master in the cave about these things, and even performed them for his grandfather, but they all told him not to show them to outsiders and to keep his skills hidden.

He knew how to conceal his talents and understood the meaning of concealing his talents, so he never revealed his abilities.

Even his closest friend, the pangolin, was unaware of his abilities.

After he ran into the cave, he found it to be a completely different world. Unlike the jagged stone pillars in typical mountain caves, there were no snakes, insects, mosquitoes, or flies, and no flowing springs or streams. Instead, there was only an ancient temple.

As for how he knew it was a temple, it's naturally because he was born with that knowledge.

"Master? Are you inside?" Calabash Brother asked.

Squeaky!

There was no response, only the temple gate opened without any wind.

His gaze passed over the doorway and reached the temple, where he saw a large character written on the wall—"I"!

“I…” Calabash Brother looked at the black characters on a white background and his face showed a look of disappointment.

In fact, he had long understood that there was no one in the cave, no master, and this place was neither a sacred mountain nor a blessed land, nor was he a disciple of some deity.

He was the only one left.

"Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave..." Calabash Brothers breathed a little heavily.

"Isn't this referring to the word 'heart'? This place is my heart, my true self."

Everything is simply himself, something he taught himself; otherwise, how could he be self-taught, how could he be born with knowledge? Everything is simply himself.

He was born and nurtured by nature.

"Sigh." Calabash Brothers sighed deeply and finally sat down on the stone steps in front of the temple.

He was actually quite hoping that there would be someone among them, wouldn't that complete all the myths and legends down the mountain?

Yes, with his extraordinary eyesight and hearing, he could hear sounds and images from thousands of miles away. This was the source of his innate knowledge; otherwise, how could he know so many classic doctrines?

All of this is due to his own talent and hard work.

"Never mind, never mind, Heaven and Earth are my parents and my master, so be it, so be it, hahahaha." Calabash Brothers laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

Finally, he walked out of the cave.

No sooner had he left than another person appeared out of nowhere in the temple.

This man is handsome and has a distinguished appearance. Everyone who sees him praises him as a great man and a truly remarkable person.

"Indeed, he's a fine prospect." This person was none other than Luo Zu. He watched the Calabash Brothers' departing figure, nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his hand, scattering everything around him into wisps of smoke.

He himself vanished without a trace, leaving no trace of his presence.

"From now on, no matter what earth-shattering things you do, it won't affect me."

"Yes, I'll hand over the Seventy-Two Transformations, the Thirty-Six Transformations, the Somersault Cloud, and the Golden Cudgel to you as well."

Amidst the haze, countless lights and shadows danced and merged, with a golden cudgel, radiating its own glow, floating and sinking within them.

"Oh, and this Great Celestial Immortal Technique, you should also accept it."

Having just left "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave", Calabash Brothers, back in their old house in the mountains, suddenly felt a tightness in their head.

Then countless pieces of information flooded his mind and took root in his soul.

"The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques and the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Techniques—where did they come from?" Calabash Brothers were slightly surprised.

He didn't understand. He had already proven that his three years of study had been nothing but a dream, so why were so many magical techniques suddenly flooding into his mind?

Could it be...?

"A gift from Heaven?!"

"And this cultivation technique, the Great Celestial Immortal Technique, is so profound that even if I practiced it for three days and three nights, I still wouldn't understand it." Calabash Brother's words were rather arrogant.

Who could master such divine skills and immortal techniques in three days and three nights? Unless one is born a saint, one would need to cultivate diligently for ten years and hone one's skills for a hundred years before finally gaining some understanding and insight.

But what surprised him most was the image of a golden cudgel that popped into his mind.

It seemed to come from afar, somersaulting from the depths of his mind to arrive right before his eyes.

Yes, it suddenly landed in front of him, and he didn't know where it came from or whether it jumped directly out of his mind.

Regardless, he now possessed a handy weapon. With his immense strength, he seized the golden iron rod, and with a shout, he could already feel its weight.

It must weigh 108,000 jin (50,000 kg).

No, it can also grow larger, and its weight will increase accordingly.

Once it becomes a hundred feet long, its weight will increase a hundredfold.

That is, the weight increased from 108,000 jin to 10.8 million jin.

And it can grow indefinitely, until it pierces the sky and smashes through the earth.

It is also indestructible and can shatter all laws and techniques.

Compared to this, even the celestial artifacts of the gods are nothing but broken copper and scrap iron.

But as it grows larger, it must also possess corresponding strength; otherwise, how can one pick it up and use it to fight enemies?

"Once I have mastered the seventy-two arts and thirty-six techniques, as well as the Great Celestial Immortal Technique, I will surely be able to break through heaven and earth," the Calabash Brothers said excitedly.

However, he currently only has the appearance of a chubby baby, with a small, plump body that is quite cute, and does not resemble a great supernatural being who is about to break through the heavens and earth at all.

His actions, however, were observed by the group of deities who were secretly watching.

Especially his "grandfather" with whom he spent every day.

"This matter must be reported to the Great Celestial Venerable!" (End of Chapter)