MM Racing Chapter 47 The Secret Saint Fist of the Western Emperor
Chapter 47 The Secret Saint Fist of the Western Emperor
Outside the sacred lake of Yaochi.
There is a group of stone mountains that stretch for thousands of miles.
The mountain is gray-black, barren of vegetation, and partially engraved with patterns.
Some of the stone carvings are clear, some are blurry, and some have been worn away by time, leaving only a few deep marks.
Zixia walked slowly along the mountain wall, her fingertips unconsciously brushing against the engravings, and the Dao embryo within her body trembled slightly.
She stopped when she reached the third stone wall.
A huge painting is carved on the wall.
In the painting, a terrifying creature with eight arms, four wings, and a vertical eye on its forehead confronts a woman.
The woman's figure was blurry, only an outline, but she was surrounded by the dazzling brilliance of the sun, moon, and stars, and stood on a purple-gold lotus platform, exuding a magnificent aura.
Queen Mother of the West at Yaochi.
Western Emperor.
Zixia's pupils suddenly widened.
Her Dao Embryo began to operate uncontrollably, and a vast expanse of purple Daoist energy exploded from within her body, like a tidal wave, enveloping her entire being.
Enlightenment.
The innate Dao embryo resonated with this stone carving.
Zixia's eyes glazed over as her consciousness sank into the torrent of Daoist energy.
His body was enveloped in a surge of purple light, and there were faint signs of tremors in the surrounding mountains and rivers.
Li Xian stood ten feet away, raised his hand to set up a barrier of chaotic millstone energy to prevent any fluctuations from leaking out, and then his gaze swept to the other side of the stone wall.
A fragmented diagram of a printing method.
Half of it was deliberately erased.
He only glanced at it.
"The Seal of Embracing the Mountain."
"I've already received it."
Li Xian withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged beside Zixia, and protected her.
Two hours later.
Zixia opened her eyes.
The purple light faded, but a faint golden light flowed deep within his eyes—that was the Daoist aura of the Western Emperor.
"The origin of the Dao embryo..." She clenched her fist, feeling the surging power within her body, "It's back."
The original essence was restored to 80% at this moment.
Li Xian nodded and stood up.
"Come on, there's more good stuff."
……
The second group of stone walls is located deeper within the original site.
The entire mountain wall is over a hundred feet high and nearly two miles wide, densely covered with hundreds of battle patterns.
Each one represents a different offensive technique—some are fierce and violent, some are unpredictable and ever-changing, and some simplify complex techniques to a single arc.
But all the patterns have one thing in common—they are incomplete.
Each piece ends abruptly, like a half-solved math problem whose answer has been torn away.
"One of the Nine Secrets, Fighting," Li Xian said in a low voice.
Zixia was startled.
"The ancient sages of Yaochi deduced the secret of the Dou character, but ultimately failed." Li Xian walked to the stone wall, his gaze sweeping over the moves one by one. "But the process of failure itself is a treasure."
He took out a Bodhi leaf and held it under his tongue.
Quasi-Emperor level enlightenment empowerment.
In his mind, hundreds of incomplete moves were simultaneously operating, overlapping, and colliding.
Every possible path of attack is being rapidly deduced, disassembled, recombined, and summarized.
Four hours later.
Li Xian opened his eyes, his anger reaching the heavens.
"I failed to obtain the complete secret technique, but I only scratched the surface of the general principles of the art of warfare."
The secret of the incomplete character "斗".
It's not true "no moves are better than moves," but rather a few fixed attack templates.
It can only rigidly imitate a few fixed killing moves (such as the imitation moves of Hengyu Furnace and Void Mirror), lacking the flexibility of "evolving all methods".
The rigid routines may evolve into the prototype of imperial techniques, with unlimited potential but locked power, making it difficult to achieve great things. However, it is still a quasi-imperial level secret technique, surpassing most of the offensive techniques of the Big Dipper.
"That's enough, continue."
……
Atop a mountain.
When the two reached the summit, Li Xian suddenly stopped.
On the mountaintop platform, at some unknown time, someone used divine power to leave a phantom image in the air.
A burly man, shirtless, with a powerful aura emanating from him, was throwing punches.
With each punch, the void trembled.
Six black vortexes appeared and disappeared within the fist intent, each one like a collapsing ancient universe, devouring and crushing everything.
Zixia took three steps back, her expression changing drastically.
"What kind of boxing style is this?"
Li Xian stood still, staring intently at the illusory figure.
'The Great Accomplished Holy Body.'
'Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist.'
'The invincible divine power of the Holy Body lineage. In the original work, this fist technique is naturally compatible with the Ancient Holy Body, and others simply cannot learn it... But I have a fragmented offensive template of the Fighting Word Secret, and the Bodhi Leaf brings quasi-Emperor level comprehension, allowing me to forcibly imprint the technique's trajectory.'
He turned to look at Zixia.
"Do me a favor."
"What?"
"Use the Dao Embryo to resonate with his fist intent, and I will memorize the moves."
Zixia hesitated for a moment.
The backlash from the innate Dao embryo resonance Emperor-level fist technique is unpredictable.
But she looked into Li Xian's eyes and nodded.
"it is good."
The moment the purple light and the crimson fist intent intersected, the entire ten-thousand-foot-high mountain trembled violently.
The mountains trembled all night long.
Li Xian stared intently at the illusory figure waving a fist on the cliff top, his eyes bloodshot.
Zixia sat cross-legged beside him, her Dao intent churning like boiling water, drawing and dismantling the incomparably powerful Holy Body Fist intent, transforming it into a trajectory that Li Xian could track.
As dawn broke, the phantom vanished.
Li Xian let out a long breath and slowly raised his right fist.
There were no fluctuations of divine power, only the pure power of the physical body flowing.
A punch was slowly thrown out, and a muffled boom echoed through the air. In front of the fist, the vague outlines of six black holes appeared, swallowing light.
Small Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.
Although it lacks the true meaning of reincarnation, it only grasps the framework of the moves.
However, when combined with the incomplete Douzi Secret's offensive template, it is already a quasi-emperor level killing technique.
"Walk."
Li Xian withdrew his fist.
Without a moment's delay.
……
The two ventured deeper and came to a desolate group of rocky mountains.
There are no magnificent palaces here, only rough stone walls and cliffs.
The two stopped in front of a cliff.
On the cliff face, there is a blurry mark, resembling the sun and sky, which has been eroded by wind and rain for 100,000 years and is almost integrated with the rock.
"Right here," Li Xian said.
He knew that these were traces of the Dao left by the Western Queen Mother when she created the "Western Queen Scripture".
Without guidance, ordinary people cannot fathom its mysteries; even a single glance could burn their consciousness.
But Zixia is different.
She stepped forward and raised her hand to touch the blurry sun.
"Buzz!"
The innate Dao embryo is restored.
Purple energy surged from her body, transforming into a purple pillar of light connecting heaven and earth.
The once silent cliff suddenly trembled, and the hazy sun, under the influence of the purple aura, burst forth with a dazzling crimson light.
The Great Way resonates, and the sounds of Heaven are vast and boundless.
Zixia's eyes were closed, and she was suspended in mid-air.
She was enveloped in a cocoon of light interwoven with purple and crimson radiance, resembling an ancient deity.
The Dao traces on the cliff transformed into tangible runes, like sparks, swirling and dancing amidst the purple glow.
A day and a night later, the blurry red sun seemed to come alive, transforming into countless golden runes that poured into Zixia's brow like a celestial river flowing backward.
"The Dao Palace Chapter of the Western Emperor Scripture, Chapter on the Divine Treasury of the Heart".
Zixia looked at Li Xian, her voice clear and crisp, yet filled with undisguised joy.
Without hesitation, she pointed directly at Li Xian's forehead and imparted the entire Supreme God Scripture to him.
Li Xian closed his eyes to receive.
boom!
In my mind.
Countless ancient and complex scriptures exploded.
It transformed into a blazing red sun, engulfing the Dao power of the "Li Huo Jing" he had originally cultivated.
The powerful scriptures are like fireflies meeting the bright moon before the scriptures of the Great Emperor; they are assimilated and reorganized without any resistance.
Li Xian sat cross-legged, and a bright red light shone from his chest.
The divine treasure of the heart was reopened, and the original crimson divine power transformed into pure glazed gold, carrying an overbearing aura that could scorch rivers and boil seas.
Half an hour later, the red sun began to set.
The powerful scriptures were completely washed away, and a vast and righteous imperial aura appeared in Li Xian's heart's spiritual treasure.
The revision of the Great Emperor's scriptures has been successful!