Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

They can release their internal energy to injure enemies from a distance, use their exquisite lightness skills to fight and wear them down, and use poison and tricks. If they are given only brute strength, they will have very low chance of winning if they are forced to create distance or fall into the opponent's area of ​​expertise.

They might not even be able to save their lives.

"Therefore, my goal is very clear."

His eyes gleamed as he outlined clear steps for himself.

"First, seek an opportunity to break through the limits of fist and palm techniques. If this can give birth to the seed of internal energy, that would be best."

"Second, find and cultivate a genuine, top-tier body-refining and qi-cultivating technique that cultivates both internal and external strength."

This is the root.

Only by cultivating both internal and external strength can one perfectly combine powerful physical strength with refined internal energy, achieving a result greater than the sum of its parts.

To compensate for the shortcomings of limited methods, they will truly possess the ability to compete with top experts.

"Third, by cultivating both internal and external skills, he broke through to the level of a first-class master in one fell swoop."

This is his ultimate goal in pursuing martial arts at this stage.

Only by reaching the top tier can one truly establish oneself and gain the confidence to realize greater ambitions.

Thinking this, the projection of Wei Xiaobao's eyes shone in the gradually darkening sky.

Still as bright as the stars, filled with unwavering determination and boundless expectations for the future.

"First, go to Qingliang Temple on Mount Wutai to fulfill the Emperor's request and visit the late Emperor."

This is the primary task, and also the official reason for his trip.

A meaningful smile played at the corners of his lips. "And while we're at it, let's go to Shaolin Temple too."

The name Shaolin Temple held immense weight in his heart.

"Shaolin is an ancient temple with a history of over a thousand years, longer than many dynasties."

His martial arts are profound and comprehensive, encompassing everything from external to internal techniques, from fist and foot strikes to weapons, and from foundational to ultimate levels.

Wei Xiaobao firmly believed this.

"I will surely find the most suitable practice for my current situation, one that can help me cultivate both internally and externally."

Moreover, he has a huge advantage in his identity.

"And I also have an imperial edict from Emperor Kangxi."

He touched the hard imperial edict box in his arms, exuding confidence.

"If I go there as an imperial envoy, or even just reveal my identity as the chief of the imperial guards and a confidant of the emperor, the Shaolin Temple will not dare to play any tricks on me. At the very least, they must give me sufficient courtesy and cooperation on the surface."

This is much safer and more secure than me venturing into the mountains alone and sneaking into the library.

This is a golden opportunity.

The emperor's official duties and his personal pursuit of martial arts were perfectly combined.

A surge of heroic spirit welled up in my chest.

"Since such an opportunity is presented to me, an opportunity that ordinary people would never have in their entire lives, I, Wei Xiaobao, must seize it."

Not only must we seize the opportunity, but we must also utilize it to the fullest extent.

He faced the babbling brook, as if making a vow.

"I am determined to forge a unique path in martial arts that combines internal and external cultivation."

Lay the most solid foundation.

Only in this way can my path in martial arts go further and reach greater heights in the future.

He seemed to see himself cultivating both inner and outer strength, his blood and qi flowing like a dragon, his inner power like mercury, his fists and palms combining softness and strength, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

A concrete plan quickly took shape in his mind.

While pondering, Wei Xiaobao, projected onto the projected body, gradually clarified his future martial arts plans.

The short-term goal is to break through the bottleneck of fist and palm techniques and generate internal strength.

The mid-term goal is to find and cultivate a technique that combines internal and external cultivation.

The path from achieving first-class status to setting a long-term goal is clear.

He was also well aware of where his stubbornness came from.

In fact, given his status as Wei Xiaobao, the incarnation of the projected emperor, and with Emperor Kangxi's favor and the resources of the palace, obtaining advanced martial arts techniques would have been quite easy.

Whether recruiting martial arts masters or searching through the imperial treasury or relics from previous dynasties, one can always find some good secret manuals.

However, perhaps influenced by the original Wu Gu, Wei Xiaobao touched his chest, where there seemed to be a faint warmth. The projected Wei Xiaobao was particularly fascinated by the path of cultivating both inner and outer strength.

He pursues not only "power," but also a foundation of "perfection," "solidity," and "limitless potential."

This seems to be a preference etched deep within one's soul.

Therefore, he preferred to endure the lack of internal energy and slow progress rather than settle for any advanced internal energy cultivation method.

In his view, internal strength is the foundation of martial arts, and once chosen, it almost determines the upper limit of one's future potential.

He would never take that step lightly until he found the most suitable and ideal one.

The saying that all martial arts under heaven originated from Shaolin is not an exaggeration.

Wei Xiaobao reaffirmed Shaolin's status.

This is why, when choosing an internal energy cultivation method, the projected Wei Xiaobao focused his attention firmly on the Shaolin School.

This sacred place of martial arts, with its millennia-old heritage and unfathomable depth, is the place he can think of that is most likely to satisfy his requirements of "cultivating both internal and external strengths" and "having a perfect foundation."

Where is the core martial arts of Shaolin passed down?

It goes without saying that it is the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository.

Wei Xiaobao murmured the name, his eyes blazing with an intense light—a yearning for unparalleled martial arts and a strong determination to break free from his own limitations.

He seemed to have already seen the vast sea of ​​scriptures, and the secrets hidden within them that could transform him completely.

"I, Wei Xiaobao, will definitely step into this."

He faced the vast mountains and the rising evening breeze, and made a silent but unwavering vow.

After thinking all this through, all the pent-up emotions in my heart vanished, and the road ahead suddenly became clear.

The projection of Wei Xiaobao made initial plans for his martial arts path.

No longer just a vague longing like before,

Instead, they have clear goals and feasible paths.

He felt more invigorated than ever before, and the frustration caused by the bottleneck was swept away.

He stood up, brushed the dust and grass off his clothes, and his gaze became sharp and full of energy again.

"Walk."

He mounted his horse and called out to the guards who were resting not far away.

The sound of hooves rang out again. In the vast twilight, carrying Wei Xiaobao, whose heart was already filled with turmoil, they resumed their journey, galloping swiftly towards the majestic Buddhist holy site of Mount Wutai in the north.

This time, his goal was clearer, and his steps were more determined.

Qingliang Temple, Shaolin Temple, the Sutra Repository—a magnificent panorama unfolds, embodying the path of cultivating both inner and outer strength.

It seemed to be slowly unfolding before him.

And so, the projection of Wei Xiaobao, along with his ten capable guards, continued their journey north.

They sometimes chose wide and flat official roads to facilitate the galloping of horses and to conceal their tracks among traveling merchants.

They often turn onto remote, rugged, muddy country roads or mountain trails to avoid potential informants or to take shortcuts.

Horse hooves trod across the still-wet yellow mud after the rain, leaving deep and shallow hoofprints.

The journey was tedious, but Wei Xiaobao's state of mind had changed.

Having clarified his martial arts plan, he no longer rushed about the minor progress in his daily training, but instead focused more on observing the scenery along the way and understanding the changes in nature.

They attempted to capture a trace of the true essence of martial arts—the interplay of yin and yang, and the balance of strength and gentleness—from the workings of heaven and earth.

At the same time, he was always vigilant about his surroundings.