Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

Thirty-five years ago, he held the "Sacred Flame Conference" at Wangshan, issuing a challenge to the entire martial arts world of the Central Plains.

She paused for a moment before continuing, "But the real purpose of that conference was not to prove that he was the best in the world."

"He wants to infuse the power of the sacred fire into the bodies of the two saintesses he has chosen, so that they can become true 'Apostles of God'—what Master calls 'Herrschers'."

"He defeated Li Meng'an of Ziyang Mountain, defeated Cui Yunpeng of the Giant Whale Gang, and then he met the boss."

"Three moves."

"He was killed by the leader, and then the master set fire to Wangshan, killing the Holy Fire followers who had gone mad."

"And I was taken in as a disciple by Chi Yuan. The two saintesses who should have become Herrschers, Jiang Wanxi and Jiang Wanru, also known as the third and fourth sisters, were also taken in as disciples by Chi Yuan."

The room fell silent.

Li Sushang listened intently, piecing together the fragments in her mind one by one.

Yan Shilu.

The Olympic Torch Relay.

The creator of the Law.

Master was taken away from the Holy Flame Conference by Chi Yuan.

Jiang Wanxi and Jiang Wanru, her third and fourth senior uncles, were originally chosen as "holy maidens" by Yan Shilu.

She had never heard of these things before.

Zhang Yang nodded slightly. These things barely matched the main plot in his memory. Then he said, "Su Chang, do you remember the story I told you before?"

Li Sushang was taken aback: "What story?"

“The story of the Star Sea,” Zhang Yang continued, “is about the boundless Star Sea, where some extremely powerful beings control the most fundamental laws of the universe; they are called ‘Star Gods’…”

"Isn't he the Dao Lord?" Su Chang blinked.

Zhang Yang paused briefly, then corrected, "The title doesn't matter, let's just call them Dao Lords. In short, they control the path of destiny, and each path of destiny is a law."

"Those who walk the path of destiny can gain power."

"Those personally chosen by the Dao Lord can directly draw upon the power of destiny and are called 'Commanders'."

Li Sushang nodded; she remembered the story.

At that time, they were in the desert, and Zhang Yang told her many strange and wonderful things.

Zhang Yang looked at Cheng Ling Shuang: "There are similar existences on this planet as well."

Cheng Ling Shuang's gaze finally turned serious: "Continue."

"In the darkness, there is a Dao Lord who governs a great path. And those who receive the favor of the Dao Lord are the Lawgivers."

"It is the representative apostle of the Lord's will, and its incarnation in the human world."

"The 'deity' that Yan Shilu saw was the Dao Lord who controlled true energy (Honkai energy)."

Cheng Ling Shuang lightly tapped the table with her fingers: "You mean, the 'Saintess' that Yan Shi Luo wants to create is the Herrscher that Master mentioned, and the god he saw is the 'Honkai' that Master once spoke of?"

"Correct."

Cheng Ling Shuang lowered her head, looked at her fingers, and remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "After Yan Shi Luo died, I thought it was all over."

“Perhaps not,” Zhang Yang said. “The Dao Lord chose Yan Shiluo, bestowed upon him divine power, and gave him the method to create Lawbringers.”

"Then Yan Shilu was killed by Lin Chaoyu."

"Those two saintesses did not become Herrschers either; they became your junior sisters."

"But has the Dao Lord really given up?"

Zhang Yang's gaze was fixed on Cheng Ling Shuang: "Among the Seven Swords of Tai Xu, Lin Chaoyu personally killed Yan Shilu. Jiang Wanxi and Jiang Wanru are the Herrschers that Yan Shilu is meant to become, and you were also there."

"The Dao Lord was able to speak with Yama Shilu in his dream and bestowed upon him the mental cultivation method."

"The Taixu Sword Heart is a technique that uses true qi to transform the brain."

"If true energy can corrupt people's hearts and turn them into demons, can it also influence people's thoughts?"

Zhang Yang spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice rising involuntarily: "The Seven Swords of Taixu killed Chi Yuan... Was it because of your own will, or did the Dao Lord orchestrate all of this without your knowledge?"

Li Sushang felt a sudden jolt, and her mind went completely blank.

She had never thought about this from this perspective before.

Killing one's master, falling into demonic possession, ironclad rules, protecting fellow disciples...

She had only heard these reasons recently, and each one was very convincing and very "human".

But what if some non-human being gave them a push from behind?

What if their anger, fear, and resentment are amplified?

What if they think they are sober when they aren't?

A layer of cold sweat seeped out from Li Sushang's back.

Cheng Ling Shuang raised her head and looked at Zhang Yang: "If your speculation is true, what does that mean?"

Zhang Yang remained silent for a moment before saying, "Two possibilities."

"First, the Dao Lord is afraid of the resurrection of True Person Chi Yuan. It is afraid that Chi Yuan will come into contact with you and that you will know the truth."

"The second...worse possibility."

"The Dao Lord wants to create a Herrscher again, just like Yan Shilu did back then, and it may be close to completion."

"But Chi Yuan suddenly came back to life. Perhaps it sensed it, but it couldn't descend directly, fearing that True Person Chi Yuan would disrupt its plans once again."

"Therefore, it now needs to control, bewitch, and induce the Seven Swords of Taixu again to prevent True Person Chiyuan from causing trouble again."

He paused, looked at the two silly-looking camels in the yard, and then remembered the madman on horseback: "And it has already done it."

Li Sushang: "..."

Cheng Ling Shuang: "..."

The room remained quiet for a long time.

The light from the oil lamp danced on the wall, casting long shadows of the three people.

Cheng Ling Shuang suddenly spoke up: "I want to see my master. I want to ask her in person. I want to confirm whether what you said is true or not. I hope your speculation is true. If it is false... then that's fine too."

Li Sushang suddenly stood up: "I'm going too! I want to ask her—did she really kill my father and mother!"

Zhang Yang sighed and stood up from the bedside: "Alright, you're all leaving. What am I supposed to do here all by myself?"

Li Sushang turned to look at him: "Are you going too?"

"Otherwise what?" Zhang Yang shrugged. "One of you is out of touch with reality, and the other is a complete idiot. If I let you go out on your own, you'd probably get sold out halfway there and still be helping the seller count the money."

Li Sushang glared at him: "Who are you calling an idiot!"

Cheng Ling Shuang added casually, "He said you're silly. He's right."

"Master!"

Cheng Ling Shuang looked at Zhang Yang and suddenly reached out to touch him.

Zhang Yang: "..."

No, why are you suddenly touching me like that? Wait, why are you getting addicted to touching me like that?

"Master, what are you doing!" Li Sushang quickly grabbed Cheng Lingshuang, stopping her from touching the strange place.

Cheng Ling Shuang withdrew her hand and said calmly, "Too small."

"..." Zhang Yang couldn't hold back any longer, "What do you mean by 'small'? What do you mean by 'small'?"

"Oh, so it's a meridian. I thought..." Ling

"What did you think?"

"Nothing?" Zhang Yang quickly changed the subject: "Why did you suddenly start feeling my bones earlier?"

Cheng Ling Shuang said calmly, "Since you're going too, you should naturally learn some skills to protect yourself. I was going to teach you, and Ma Fei Ma also said you have a lot of talent... obviously he's mistaken."

Zhang Yang: "..."

What do you mean? Are you trying to provoke me?

Do you think I'd bother learning your pathetic martial arts?

"So I won't teach you the 'Tai Xu Sword Qi' technique, you won't be able to learn it anyway. I'll teach you the 'Inch Heart Fist Technique' instead. It's not about training the brain, it's about training the body. Come to the courtyard tomorrow morning."

Zhang Yang's expression turned serious: "It is the greatest honor of my life to be taught the 'Freedom Sword'."

Chapter Fifteen: This Boxing Technique Doesn't Train the Brain

It was still dark.

The desert morning was chilly, the moonlight still hung in the western sky, and a thin layer of white frost covered the sand in the yard.

Zhang Yang was still in a daze when Li Sushang pulled him out of bed.

"What...?"

"Practice martial arts!"

Li Sushang's voice was clear and crisp, completely unlike someone who was lying in bed unable to move just yesterday.

His left shoulder was still wrapped in gauze, but he had recovered about 70-80% of his energy, and his eyes were bright and sparkling, as if he had found some fun toy.

Zhang Yang was dragged into the yard by her. A gust of cold wind made him shiver, and he finally sobered up a bit.

Cheng Ling Shuang was already standing in the courtyard.

White hair, simple clothes, a wooden sheath leaning against the fence.

Seeing Zhang Yang walk over, he said expressionlessly, "Stand here."

Zhang Yang, stand still.

Cheng Ling Shuang looked him up and down as if he were a stone that had just been dug out of the ground.

They are determining whether this stone can be carved into a shape.

"The 'Inch Heart Fist Method' is derived from the 'Great Void Sword Qi', but it forms its own lineage."

"The Taixu Sword Qi cultivates the sword heart, turning the brain into an instrument that can control true qi."

"The formula has 462 syllables, and you can't make a single mistake. You'll be reciting it for ten years. This path isn't for you."

Zhang Yang thought to himself, "I know. That's divine sound, a technological product of a pre-civilization. Its essence is to transform the human brain into a biological processor."

“The Inch Heart Fist doesn’t practice this,” Cheng Ling Shuang said. “It uses the mind as a guide and the fist form as a lever to move true energy within a small space.”

"Cultivators do not need to accumulate energy in their bodies, but instead turn their bodies into channels for the flow of true energy, which can be directly drawn from the outside during combat."

"It not only raises the upper limit of power, but also fundamentally eliminates the risk of going astray in cultivation."

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment.

This line of thought...

There's no need to store energy in the body; the body simply acts as a "channel," drawing upon internal energy from the outside during combat.

Isn't this just traditional martial arts?

“Of course, that’s something that happens after you’ve reached the point of ‘communication between heaven and man’,” Cheng Ling Shuang added casually. “No one has reached that level yet.”

"Nobody?"

Cheng Ling Shuang's tone was very frank: "This boxing style was created by my master not long ago, and we have all practiced the Sword Heart, so whether we can reach the point of communion with heaven and man is unknown to anyone."

Zhang Yang: "..."

So he was learning an experimental martial art that even the founder wasn't sure if he could master.

But then he thought again that Honkai energy was indeed a specialty of World Two.

As a transmigrator, if he wants to return to World One or go to other worlds in the future, he may not be able to come into contact with Honkai energy again.

Training the brain to become a biological processor specifically for manipulating Honkai energy is actually a form of path dependence.

Traditional martial arts training focuses on both physical and mental well-being.

This thing can be used anywhere.