Imperial Cultivation

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Chu Honglin nodded with satisfaction: "Good, this is the spirit that a man of the Chu Family should have!"

He suddenly threw a punch.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately felt a bright and dazzling light burst before his eyes, making him dizzy and unable to look directly.

He was momentarily disoriented but quickly regained clarity, punching forward to meet it.

The fist seal met the bright light in the air, and he was then blasted backward with a "bang."

He flew out of Qingfeng Cliff, away from the Great Bright Peak.

His body was stiff like a stone in the air, unable to move.

The force within the bright light was powerful and scorching, almost roasting him.

His Dantian's Yin Yang Fish reversed, emitting cool breaths to desperately dissolve the scorching energy within his body.

It felt like pouring cups of water onto a blazing bonfire, with little effect.

Until he flew a hundred meters away and started to fall, the scorching energy within his body suddenly vanished.

As if it was just an illusion, his body was clean without a trace remaining.

The Yin Yang Fish reversed, the energy surged out, halting his descent.

An invisible force emerged beneath his feet, holding him up, returning him to Qingfeng Cliff.

He returned to Qingfeng Cliff, looking towards Chu Honglin standing with hands behind his back.

Chu Honglin said, "Could you see clearly?"

Chu Zhiyuan seemed contemplative.

The scene kept replaying in his mind, his Super Sense constantly drew close to observe carefully.

Not only the details of Chu Honglin's movements, but also the details of the Great Brightness Fist's techniques, the swelling force of the Great Brightness Fist, and the inner fist power, all were revealed through Super Sense's Insight.

Through these details, he reversed-engineered the divine Realm of the Great Brightness Fist.

He compared it with his own Great Brightness Fist.

In the Entering Intent Realm, the Great Brightness Fist had a fist seal when executed, in the Transformation Realm, the fist seal was doubled.

But the divine Realm, he was not clear about it, he didn't even know what was divinity.

In the divine Realm, the Great Brightness Fist's fist seal transformed into brightness, and just like a small sun's brightness.

Is this the external manifestation of fist power? The manifestation of strength?

But the Great Brightness Fist's fist power that flows within the body is very gentle, soothing, without any scorching sensation.

Chu Honglin's fist power landed on his body, but it was scorching and fierce.

The Fourth Prince's Great Brightness Fist Power, when contacted, was just warm.

The mental method's operation showed no changes, but the generated fist power increased in heat and brightness.

Merely relying on the proficiency of the mental method isn't enough, the key lies in the mental cooperation.

What is divinity?

He felt this was the key of keys.

The original master was not clear about the concept of divinity in Martial Arts.

He just heard of Divine Transformation, but did not know what divinity actually was.

Is the divinity in Martial Arts the same meaning as in Internal Cultivation Methods?

"Uncle, what is divinity?" Chu Zhiyuan asked, "How can one enter divinity?"

"Divine is the essence," said Chu Honglin, "When you have cultivated into Transforming Intent, you can comprehend the shape of brightness. The next step is to delve deeper into brightness, figure out what brightness is, where the essence of brightness lies."

Chu Zhiyuan pondered: "Divine is the essence..."

Chu Honglin noticed he didn't understand, a bit of pity showed.

The life of the Ninth Prince was indeed miserable, not like a prince, more like a discarded child.

Yet he had such astonishing talent.

"Might as well tell you all at once," he said slowly, "Spirit is soul, void is primordial."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "Thank you, Uncle!"

"You managed to reach Transforming Intent in a short time; your comprehension must be exceptionally high," said Chu Honglin, "These thirteen words are already sufficient; the rest you must understand on your own. Everyone's insights differ; I would hinder you by saying too much, leading you astray."

"Yes." Chu Zhiyuan trusted his words.

Uncle had no reason to lie to him.

These thirteen words were extremely mysterious, extremely vital, making his spirit light up.

The fused Miao Ling Pearl was showing its magical effect.

He kept mulling over "Divine is the essence," continuously gaining insights into the Great Brightness Fist.

What is essence, it is the deepest depth.

The deepest part of the Great Brightness Fist is brightness, what is brightness?

Is it purity, immaculate, bright, opposite to darkness?

Numerous spirit lights flashed, various thoughts came flooding in.

He processed each one, analyzing each one, not letting any slip by.

The many spirit lights and thoughts propelled him, deepening his understanding of the Great Brightness Fist's divine essence.

Like a statue, he remained motionless, only his eyes flickered continuously.

The sun moved from the center to the west, further west, turning into the sunset casting its glow on the Great Bright Peak, painting it as a splendid golden peak.

The two Imperial Guards watched him stay motionless, as Chu Honglin was also standing still with hands behind his back, dared not to disturb, standing like statues themselves.

Like four statues standing quietly under the sunset.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head, throwing a punch towards Chu Honglin.

A bright light appeared in the void.

Chu Honglin punched to meet it.

A bright light appeared, brighter and more solid than Chu Zhiyuan's.

Chu Zhiyuan's light was somewhat dispersed, somewhat dim, paling in comparison.

The two lights collided.

"Boom!"

Snow scattered in all directions.

Snowflakes fluttered and fell.

Chu Zhiyuan stood in place, expression calm.

Chu Honglin looked at Chu Zhiyuan in amazement, as if he had seen an unparalleled treasure.

Chu Zhiyuan fell into thought.

A moment later, he shook his head, somewhat dissatisfied.

He only grasped the superficialities, not truly mastering divinity.

Chu Honglin sighed: "Truly a prodigy in Martial Arts."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

"I took a month to progress from Transformation Intent to divinity," said Chu Honglin, "and was already hailed as a genius by everyone, yet you took half a day, truly..."

He sighed: "I thought I was the fastest, unbeatable."

He had exceptionally high talent and intuition, truly a martial arts prodigy.

If not for being young and of weak cultivation at the time, the imperial throne might not have excluded him.

He thought the princes of this generation were mediocre compared to the previous one.

Never expected such a monster to appear suddenly, with such astonishing talent.

Having a near-death experience can lead to enlightenment, not uncommon, but enlightenment doesn't come from nothing.

Clearly, his talent was originally remarkable, merely buried.

Elder brother truly was willful, sending such a prodigy to the Phoenix Dynasty as Prince Consort, truly a waste.

His thoughts turned, and he said in a solemn voice: "Take another punch from me!"

He threw another punch, once more a dazzling brilliance.

Chu Zhiyuan swung his fist, a bright and concentrated light greeted it.

"Boom!"

Snow flew, the wind howled.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

After more than ten punches, the light Chu Zhiyuan emitted grew brighter and purer.

Like a light bulb transforming from ten watts to a hundred watts, then to two hundred watts.

Just by its brightness, one could feel its scorching intensity.

Chu Zhiyuan became absorbed in it.

His Super Sense remained Insightful, continuously analyzing, his remarkably swift thoughts constantly adjusting himself, changing himself, deepening his understanding.

Brighter, purer, faster, he felt himself moving towards Divinity Transformation.

Yet by then, the sun had completely set.

"Let's stop now, continue tomorrow," Chu Honglin stepped back, stopping: "Practicing Great Brightness Fist in sunlight is more efficient; without the sun, there's no need to practice."

Chu Zhiyuan's eyes were radiant, showing no sign of fatigue, rather his spirits were more invigorated; he cupped his fists and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Uncle!"

Chu Honglin waved his hand: "I have to teach them in the morning, I'll come over in the afternoon."

Saying thus, he waved his hand and floated away, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Chu Zhiyuan stood in place, feeling emotional.

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