From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 99 Ancient Fighting Magic
Chen Xuan has been circulating pure green Qi, and the Qi in his body is close to that of plants and trees. Even though they are hundreds of meters apart, his hiding place can still be discovered by the other party. This shows how powerful his perception is.

The mountain wind howled and thunder and fire burned in the treetops.

Heng Gu's hair was held up by the jade crown, and his black feathered robe had a faint luster. He had an upright figure, a face like a thin tiger, and a temperament as gloomy as the abyss.

Chen Xuan's body tensed up, sensing a pair of eyes locking onto him.

"Discovered."

Chen Xuan walked out from behind the tree, stood in the charred woods, and looked at the figure holding the Human Emperor Banner.

"Buzz!"

The Human Emperor Banner trembled in the wind, and the flag flashed with dazzling golden light. A thick black human aura flowed, like a bony ghost claw pointing in the direction of Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan realized that it was not Heng Gu, but the Human Emperor Banner that discovered the fluctuations of his soul.

He realized that he was a monk of Mude Daozang, living among the plants and trees. Even Jiang Qinghuang and Longnv could not discover his whereabouts. How could Heng Gu easily find out that something was wrong?

"Soul fluctuations of this intensity?"

Heng Gu looked normal, with a gentle smile and deep eyes, and nodded towards Chen Xuan.

Heng Gu's feathered robe fluttered, and he looked like a passing immortal. However, he felt an indescribable shock and fear in his heart when he saw Chen Xuan:

"Who is this!"

He was shocked. From what he had seen in the past through the Human Emperor Banner, the spiritual strength of an ordinary cultivator was like a firefly, dim and weak. The soul light of a cultivator of Fire Virtue was slightly brighter, like a lantern, illuminating the space several feet in front of him.

But at this moment, the soul of the person he met was like the sun and the moon hanging in the world, and the bright soul light illuminated all directions, covering an area of 300 meters. The bright light almost fell at his feet, and was about to blind his eyes.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly towards Heng Gu.

"The only problem with meeting a destiny-giver is that his strength... is superior to mine."

This is an outsider who is destined to be with you. He holds the Human Emperor Banner. Even Jiang Qinghuang suffered a loss at his hands. Chen Xuan has been promoted to Daozang for a few days. Although he has mastered several fighting cards, the other party is also a protagonist of an era and his realm is higher than his. He is definitely not easy to deal with.

Heng Gu smiled at Chen Xuan, his entire body emitting a dark and sinister glow of humanity, brilliant and noble. Then, he cast his gaze towards the place where Jiang Qinghuang fell in the distance.

"The soul light is projecting hundreds of meters, even the great cauldron masters can't do it. This is a sign of the impending [Tao Hongchen]!"

Heng Gu was filled with suspicion, but he didn't show it on his face: "But this person is indeed just an ordinary Taoist monk. If we absorb his powerful soul, it would be equivalent to a hundred Taoist monks, comparable to Tu Guangchu's entire thousand-year-old family..."

Chen Xuan turned around, retreated into the woods, and his figure disappeared into the distance.

I did not force myself to practice fasting.

Because the opponent is indeed very powerful, and is a peerless demon who is stirring up a bloody storm and an extremely dangerous person. He is not sure of defeating the opponent.

Forcibly activating Xinzhai in front of a rampant evil person would take too long and would have too many flaws.

"There must be something wrong when things are abnormal." Heng Gu stared at the direction where Chen Xuan left, his face becoming cold and stern.

"Is [Human Emperor Banner] in a good mood right now?" In the forest, a group of bloated, sickly-looking men in black robes sat in a circle, staring at a bronze mirror.

This was a group of monks dressed strangely, each of them looking like they were seriously ill. Countless mosquitoes and plague air floated out from their sleeves, making people feel creepy.

"Heng Gu let go of a cultivator he met? He looked strange."

A hoarse voice sounded, with doubt: "That young monk left, could it be related to him?"

"To be on the safe side, should we investigate carefully?" another person said.

The mountains were dark and no one knew that such a group of sickly monks had come.

……

……

Chen Xuan climbed up a nearby mountain, stood on an ancient tree, and looked out at the lush and undulating sea of forest.

There is fighting in the sky and on the ground. It is a complete chaos. There is no peace on this earth.

"It's not a pity for Heng Gu to die, but we must get the Human Emperor Banner."

He looked down at the mountains with a solemn expression. He sensed the faint murderous aura that Heng Gu had just suppressed, but he didn't know what the other party was afraid of, so he didn't take action in the end.

Chen Xuan inexplicably missed Yan Yushu.

"The Human Emperor Banner can completely solve the problem of bone aptitude, but this time we may need to take risks."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself. He didn't know how he had obtained the power of the Human Emperor Banner in his previous life, but in this life, he firmly believed he could do the same. He opened the Mountain and River Scroll and removed the old turtle's severed hand. The hand, over an inch long, seemed carved from mutton-fat jade. The flesh at the cut edge shone with a black-gold sheen, a hundred times tougher than high-grade metal. Auspicious clouds clung to it.

"Senior Turtle's broken hand is probably enough to resist attacks from peerless treasures."

Chen Xuan was certain that this severed hand with its inherent divine power would have a very strong effect whether it was swallowed or used as a temporary weapon.

"What a great thing! I wonder if using it to hit someone would have an unexpected effect. It's incredibly powerful."

If the monks from outside knew what he was thinking at the moment, they would probably call him a reckless man.

Chen Xuan cast his eyes on the rag tightly grasped by the turtle's claws. This thing made him even more excited.

This is a rare treasure brought out from Shangyang Cave Heaven. It is something that top-level masters fight for with their lives. Its value is immeasurable.

But this yellowish-brown rag was in tatters, the size of a palm, and looked even more miserable than the old turtle's severed hand. There were some rotten holes on the surface, and the silk threads were frayed, as if they would be torn to pieces if pulled hard.

Chen Xuan didn't dare to pull out the rag by force, so he could only lift up the turtle's paw and examine the rag carefully.

"Huh? There are words?"

Chen Xuan's gaze fixed on the rag. Ancient seal characters were written on it with a special pigment, a dark red that resembled the faded blood of a ferocious beast. The seal characters were densely packed, and there were also some pictures, each as small as a dust particle, painted on each silk thread.

There was only one corner of the rag, and the scriptures it carried were also incomplete, with not much content to see. Many of the seal characters and pictures were severely faded and completely invisible.

"Is this the true scripture? No, it's another kind of scripture."

Chen Xuan quickly studied this incomplete scripture and realized that it might be an ancient secret technique similar to the [Secrets of the Five Treasures of the Immortal Body].

"[Secrets of the Zhenwu Seven-Section Sword]..."

Chen Xuan quickly finished reading the incomplete scripture and learned its name. He was shocked: "This is the ancient fighting magic that Senior Turtle often mentioned!"

He was highly focused, pondering and comprehending the essence of this ancient fighting magic.

The old turtle often felt that Chen Xuan was a good candidate for ancient martial arts fighting. At this moment, there was finally a secret of ancient fighting magic in front of him.

Chen Xuan was like drinking sweet spring water, intoxicated. Just by silently thinking about and practicing the fighting magic in his mind, he felt a strange Taoist rhythm flowing in his mind.

"The Zhenwu Seven-Section Sword embodies the ultimate principles of Tai Chi Yin and Yang, and is capable of exorcising demons and subduing filth. It has seven forms in total, but the rag that Senior Turtle seized only records the complete second form and parts of the third."

Chen Xuan sighed, no wonder Senior Turtle fought so hard for this item, this fighting technique perfectly fits the old turtle's path of cultivation, and is much higher than its proud "Little Turtle Fist".

Although it was only one move, he was very satisfied, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were shining.

"As expected of you, Turtle Senior, you gave me such a big surprise."

Chen Xuan exclaimed in admiration. He naturally knew about ancient martial arts and fighting magic. The Qi training sutras were the foundation of the Great Dao, and ancient fighting magic relied on this foundation to thrive and eventually blossom into a brilliant flower. Only by practicing ancient fighting magic could one unleash the maximum power of immortal Qi.

However, ancient fighting magic is too rare and rarely seen in the world. Even a top-level powerful person like the Lord of Turtle Mountain, who has lived for thousands of years, has only mastered the "Little Turtle Fist".

Zhenwu Seven-Section Sword, Little Turtle Fist.

Just by listening to the name, you can clearly feel the huge gap between the two.

Chen Xuan's thoughts drifted as he looked up at the entrance to Shangyang Cave Heaven, where the battle was taking place. He muttered to himself, "Shangyang Cave Heaven seems to be hiding a lot of secrets. Anything that falls out of it will have immeasurable value."

Soon, he took a deep breath. Shangyang Cave Heaven was too far away from him. Even if someone as strong as the old turtle entered, it would be a life-threatening situation.

Moreover, even the [Secret of Zhenwu Seven-Section Sword] in front of him gave him a headache. The level was too high. The difficulty of just one move was countless times higher than the second chapter of the Zhenjing. He simply could not master it in a short time.

There is no doubt that this is a fighting technique that is not inferior to any true scripture. Even many thousand-year-old families in the Chu State probably do not have such a "high-end" thing.

"Do I have to wait for decades before I can experience the power of this ancient fighting magic?"

Chen Xuan frowned, shook his head, smiled, and said, "I can't wait that long."

He put the old turtle's severed hand and the rags back into his treasure, and then prepared to leave.

In the field of vision, the black cat followed the footsteps of Heng Gu of the [Human Emperor Banner] and entered the fallen area of Jiang Qinghuang. Countless forces with ulterior motives swarmed together and the ground was soaked with blood.

A bloody battle broke out.

Chen Xuan could only face whatever he was about to encounter head-on.

"I've decided to take the Human Emperor Banner!"

(End of this chapter)