Chapter 987: Chapter 652: Lao Yang, the Unusual, Transcending the Starry Universe! (6k)_3

There is a slight difference in teaching the two techniques.

He "begged" this from the True Martial Emperor.

The previous one...

Meng Chuan’s pupils suddenly contracted as this information triggered memories, bringing details back to mind:

"Back then in the hall, the Black Tortoise clearly had some request for my martial fortune, could it be..."

The Black Tortoise statue has disappeared, could it truly be like the remnants of Brahma’s soul and come to find me?

This possibility isn’t small.

At this thought, Meng Chuan mingled his perception with his thoughts, suddenly expanding it in a circle, covering a full 130 zhang.

This was his current heart power, controlling the magnetic field and transforming it into intention, so exaggeratedly.

Using his villa as the center, his perception was like a giant bowl, instantaneously enveloping half of Huaqing Pool.

A moment later.

Buzz——

Amidst the agitation, Meng Chuan retracted his thoughts and slowly stood up.

He shook his head, sensing nothing.

The Black Tortoise god hasn’t come, perhaps... it returned to Wudang Mountain.

Seeing time was running out, Meng Chuan didn’t ponder further and hurriedly began his heart technique lesson for the day.

He flashed into the Red Refining Banner, leaving the elephant god to watch over home.

Time slowly passed.

The real night view of Lishan Mountain was starry and bright, hanging high in the sky.

In the latter half of the night, Meng Chuan finally walked out of the banner.

Stretching his weary body, he slowly pushed open the door and walked toward the hot spring pool.

"Creak..."

The door creaked, and Meng Chuan lowered his head, retracting his raised right foot, looking blankly at the small creature sitting upright on the doorstep carpet.

With indigo sharp scales, a head like a dragon, a tail like a snake, its back was covered with mysterious Circulation totem patterns.

The Black Tortoise statue... How long has it been here?

Why hadn’t I sensed it earlier?

After thinking for a while, Meng Chuan suddenly realized.

He only now recalled that when he initially brought the statue home, he couldn’t sense any anomaly then, and today was the same.

The Black Tortoise deity... cannot be sensed or observed.

At four o’clock in the morning, who knows how long this fellow had been squatting at the doorstep.

Watching the Black Tortoise statue sitting obediently on the carpet, Meng Chuan stared for a long time, and absentmindedly uttered:

"Quite polite, just a bit silly, doesn’t know how to knock on the door..."

Squatting down, Meng Chuan picked up the Black Tortoise statue, flipped it over, examining it again and found no trace of divinity.

The statue also did not have any movement, the feedback from its qi was like that of a dead object.

Yet this thing being able to travel from Huayun Prefecture to Huaqing Pool, then squat to the door of his Huaqing Pool villa, was extraordinary enough...

After thinking about it, Meng Chuan flipped his hand and first stored it into a magic mirror.

With no resistance at all, it was extremely easy.

Tomorrow, I’ll ask Taoist Monarch Chentuan and see how to handle it properly.

...

Time flew by, and it was already the end of May.

The day before yesterday, he contacted Taoist Monarch Chentuan, but it was a young Taoist boy in Chentuan’s abode who answered the phone, claiming that Taoist Monarch Chentuan was in closed-door cultivation and inconvenient to answer the phone.

Meng Chuan asked the Taoist boy to have Taoist Monarch Chentuan contact him after the seclusion ended, to which the boy agreed and then hung up.

"Tsk tsk... Even his own divine beast has gone missing, and Taoist Monarch Chentuan doesn’t worry at all..."

Meng Chuan shook his head, packed his things, and prepared to go out to find Principal Yang Huan.

Before leaving, he thought for a moment.

He took off the thin shirt and picked up the long-disused Red Fire Flying Dragon Suit from the rack...

With a thought, he shook off the dust that had long adhered to the surface of the clothes due to disuse.

Wearing it, Meng Chuan decided to face the principal as a "good student"...

Principal Yang had finally returned from Qin Ridge yesterday.

Today he intended to ask the other party to leave a Life Fire, something Chen Qiushui had also notified him about previously.

Besides this matter, Meng Chuan also wanted to consult Principal Yang about halberd mastery.

In terms of wielding a halberd, he was a half-trained wild practitioner.

His halberd skills were completely reformed versions of Shaolin staff techniques, basically wielding the Demon Subjugation with brute force, relying on the Unity of Man and Weapon, and the intention connection with Demon Subjugation, to perform the delicate staff techniques.

However, he knew very little about the unique skills of halberd mastery.

Principal Yang is a Great Venerable martial arts expert in halberd soldiers, with very few able to match him in this doctrine.

He surely has the goods!

If he could learn a thing or two, it’d be all the better.

By then, during the dawn martial arts practice, the Demon Subjugation Halberd would be his primary weapon.

Learning specialized techniques of halberd mastery would surely enhance his actual combat ability significantly...

With such hopeful thoughts, Meng Chuan went out.

...

Martial Virtue Tower wasn’t far; with Meng Chuan’s speed, he reached it in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Principal’s office.

Meng Chuan stood outside the door, assessing, and looking around the entire top floor, deeply feeling that if this place were to be transformed into his Five Elements Treasure Land, it would be extremely appropriate...

Sensing the strong breaths inside, Meng Chuan changed his mind and knocked on the door honestly.

A moment later, Principal Yang’s slightly weak voice came from inside.

"Meng Chuan? Come in?"

"Yes."

Entering was a large suite.

Passing through the front hall, he walked into the principal’s office area, where a round arc desk with a diameter of five meters caught his eye.

"Good morning, Principal."

Standing in front of Yang Huan, Meng Chuan became much more restrained.

It wasn’t just out of respect for the other’s venerable prowess, but also for the eye hidden beneath the other’s brow...

"Oh, you even put on the school uniform?"

Yang Huan hadn’t seen him for a while and made a teasing remark.

Glancing up and down, brows slightly glowing.

Shortly after, Yang Huan looked slightly surprised, put away his "sacred eye," and then pondered inwardly:

"He’s a master now? And not just merely entering, his growth rate is quite fast. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The bright hall emits a faint Buddha light, with phenomena guarding his spirit, and what’s with this boy’s spiritual foundation... Amber Foundation?"

From the Sand Foundation, "ascended" to the Amber Foundation, second only to the Innate deity’s fulfillment, Yang Huan was astounded.

He had to know that the last time he saw Meng Chuan, the spiritual foundation of then compared to today’s, was not even one-tenth.. or even one-hundredth!