bookbashuk Chapter 201 Wang Chao's Taoist Techniques
Chapter 201 Wang Chao's Taoist Techniques
Chapter 201 Wang Chao's Taoist Techniques
But Wang Chao also knew that this was almost impossible for a martial arts expert.
"Even if those martial arts saints, whose blood is as thick as mercury and whose marrow is as hard as frost, wanted to use their physical form to replenish their spirit and gain a long and prosperous life, they simply could not do it."
Wang Chao roughly knew what was going on, and he pondered in his heart:
"Martial arts cultivation begins with internal strength, controlling the physical body, developing mental power, and tempering the limbs and bones. Finally, the mind permeates the entire body, achieving a state of divine mastery."
"From the initial stage of cultivating qi and blood through the Dan Jin technique, to the final stage of blood resembling mercury, one has already replenished the physical form with the spirit and the yang with the yin. The spirit and soul have long been integrated into the physical body, achieving the state of maintaining unity of spirit and flesh, and the unity of soul and spirit, and the yin and yang in harmony."
"By doing this, although one can cultivate to the highest level of martial arts in a world without any resources, one's spirit will be completely integrated into every inch of blood and qi, making it impossible to leave the body."
"In this way, even if one tries to use the physical form to replenish the spirit, or the yang to replenish the yin, or even to achieve the dissolution of the corpse, the soul cannot break free from the shackles of the physical body."
But Wang Chao is different. Although he had begun to achieve unity of spirit and body at the Transformation Realm, he had not yet reached the Martial Saint level and had not achieved perfect unity of spirit and body.
Previously, he relied on his powerful physical body and never needed to rely on the fusion method of "using the spirit to supplement the body"—which is why his soul was able to break free from the tangerine.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chao's soul suddenly left his body!
Without the slightest stagnation, as if freed from invisible constraints, the previous limitation of the spirit only being able to extend for a few kilometers was now completely gone.
My soul floated up into the air, skimming over the shimmering waves of Tianxing Lake and the bustling traffic of S City. In an instant, I had traversed thousands of miles, and in the blink of an eye, I was already tens of thousands of miles away.
He is like a free and unrestrained wind, circling the earth in an instant, and can even easily fly out of the atmosphere to overlook the vast sea of stars beyond the blue planet.
This kind of freedom, this feeling of "being able to roam freely in the world," is something you can never experience no matter how much boxing you practice.
In the end, Wang Chao's soul landed in a deserted sea area.
The azure sea stretches to the horizon, and in the distance, a desolate island, several miles in circumference, can be vaguely seen, covered with dense, lush green vegetation.
With a thought, an invisible spiritual force surged towards the sea like a tide.
In an instant, huge waves suddenly surged on the sea surface, and clusters of seawater, each several meters in size, were lifted into the air by an invisible giant hand, like floating water mountains.
He finally stopped moving the seawater when he reached his limit.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Chao's mind tightened abruptly.
The water clumps, like tightly compressed sponges, began to shrink wildly. The clumps, initially several meters in size, first shrank to the size of a millstone, then to the size of a bucket, and finally condensed into perfectly round water spheres the size of a fist. These spheres, numbering over ten thousand, were arranged in the air.
These water spheres are incredibly dense, having long lost their appearance as water; their surfaces gleam with a cold, hard sheen, making them seem almost otherworldly.
Instead, it is a sphere made of cast steel.
The pressure contained within is as terrifying as that of missiles!
"go!"
Wang Chao's thoughts manifested as an invisible command, and more than ten thousand "water mines" fell like meteors, densely crashing onto the deserted island.
"BOOM!!!"
When the first loud bang exploded, it sounded like thunder crashing onto the sea.
Immediately afterwards, countless explosions followed one after another, like thousands of gunpowder barrels detonating at the same time, or like a nuclear bomb exploding on the island.
The terrifying shockwave instantly tore through the air, creating walls of waves several meters high that spread wildly outwards into the surrounding sea.
The island's lush greenery was instantly swallowed by smoke and dust, towering trees were uprooted like straw, and boulders flew through the air like pieces of paper, causing new cracks as they fell.
For half a day, smoke and dust covered the sky, and scalding rain mixed with gravel fell, splashing countless water droplets on the sea surface.
When the smoke and rain subsided, the once lush and green deserted island had long since turned into a charred ruin.
The ground was riddled with huge craters, the exposed rocks were charred white, and even the sea breeze carried the smell of burnt earth.
"The power of the divine soul is actually this strong?"
Wang Chao's soul hovered in mid-air, staring at the earth-shattering scene before him, which was comparable to, or even worse than, a nuclear bombing. He was filled with shock.
He originally thought that practicing the Corpse Dissolution method in this barren world was just another way to achieve immortality. After all, after Corpse Dissolution, one could be reincarnated and gain a lifespan ten times longer than one could cultivate martial arts.
But Wang Chao did not expect that the destructive power of the divine soul was more than ten thousand times or even a billion times stronger than the power of martial arts!
The elephant-throwing ability that martial arts masters are so proud of is nothing but child's play compared to this power that can easily destroy a deserted island or even a city.
A thought suddenly exploded in Wang Chao's mind:
"In this world, all cultivation methods are inseparable from tempering the physical body. Even those spiritual masters who calm their minds and return to their spiritual realm follow the path of congealing blood and returning it to the body's core, increasing their qi and blood, and achieving the unity of spirit and body."
"What if we started cultivating by astral projection from the very beginning?"
Once the idea popped into his head, it grew wildly like weeds. Wang Chao's thoughts raced as he began to analyze the feasibility of this path.
Upon closer examination, Wang Chao realized that this was indeed a feasible approach.
However, the path of cultivation is somewhat dangerous.
The soul is not like the body; it is inherently fragile.
Moreover, after the soul leaves the body, the soul and spirit are incompatible. When the soul alone faces the unified body and spirit of the Transformation Realm, the yin and yang are combined, and the yang energy, blood, fist intent, and spirit are all combined. Even if the spirit has the same strength, the strong person who cultivates only the soul can be easily eliminated by the martial arts expert of the same realm.
If one's spiritual realm is not at the Gang Jin level, one's soul leaving the body might even be shaken by the qi and blood of tens of thousands of troops.
However, although this path is also dangerous, it is ultimately just a poor man's cultivation method, a cultivation path devised to cope with this resource-scarce world.
Like martial arts, it doesn't require any resources to cultivate, and its power is far greater than that of martial arts in the face of modern firepower.
But then, upon further reflection, Wang Chao laughed again: "But what do these dangers have to do with the 'ghost immortals' after their corpses have disintegrated?"
"What do you mean by saying that your internal strength can't defeat a few dozen soldiers? If you truly cultivate the Divine Soul Dao Technique and reach the level of a Ghost Immortal, let alone a few dozen, what can even a torrent of hundreds of thousands of steel do? A single gust of yin wind can take countless lives."
"A single Taoist technique can rival a nuclear bomb and surpass any nation."
"As for fearing a powerhouse of the same level who has achieved the unity of spirit and body?"
He gazed at the charred ruins below, a hint of self-mockery in his eyes: "This isn't ancient times. In modern society with its abundant firepower, if one could cultivate spiritual arts, who would be foolish enough to practice martial arts?"
"Heh, they're done for when faced with dozens or hundreds of spears. They'll turn to ashes after living for a hundred years or so. They can only bully Taoist cultivators."
Of course, Wang Chao is indeed a silly idiot.
After all, not many people practice martial arts in modern society anymore.