Chu Honglin nodded with satisfaction: "Good, this kind of spirit is what a man of my Chu family should have!"
He suddenly threw a punch.
Chu Zhiyuan suddenly felt a bright and dazzling light shooting towards him, making him dizzy and unable to look directly.
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After a slight daze, he immediately woke up and threw a punch to meet it.
The fist imprint met this bright light in the air, and then he "bang" flew out.
He flew out of Qingfeng Cliff and away from the Great Bright Peak.
His body was as stiff as a stone in the air, unable to move.
The power in the bright light was powerful and blazing, almost roasting him.
The Yin-Yang fish in his dantian reversed, spitting out streams of clear aura, desperately dissolving the blazing aura in his body.
It was like pouring cups of water on a raging bonfire, with little effect.
It wasn't until he flew hundreds of meters away and began to fall that the blazing aura in his body completely disappeared.
It seemed as if it had only been an illusion before, with no residue left in his body.
The Yin-Yang fish reversed, and the aura surged out, stopping his falling figure.
An invisible force emerged from the soles of his feet, supporting him and returning him to Qingfeng Cliff.
He landed on Qingfeng Cliff again and looked at Chu Honglin, who was standing with his hands behind his back.
Chu Honglin said, "Did you see it clearly?"
Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be lost in thought.
His mind kept replaying the previous scene, his super-sense constantly zooming in to observe and carefully comprehend.
Not only the details of Chu Honglin's movements, but also the details of the Great Bright Fist's moves, the surging power of the Great Bright Fist, and the internal fist strength of the Great Bright Fist were all clearly visible under the illumination of his super-sense.
Through these details, he deduced the God-Entering realm of the Great Bright Fist.
He compared it with his own Great Bright Fist.
Entering the Intent Realm, the Great Bright Fist has a fist imprint when it is used; in the Transformation Intent Realm, the fist imprint is doubled.
As for the God-Entering realm, he didn't know, and even didn't know what God-Entering was.
The fist imprint of the God-Entering realm's Great Bright Fist transforms into light, and it is a light like a small sun.
Is this the external manifestation of fist strength? Is it the manifestation of power?
But the fist strength of the Great Bright Fist is very gentle and cool in the body, without any sense of heat.
However, Chu Honglin's fist strength was hot and fierce when it landed on his body.
The Great Bright Fist strength of the Fourth Prince only felt warm to the touch.
Urging the mental cultivation method didn't change much, but the fist strength produced increased in heat and brightness.
Relying solely on the proficiency of the mental cultivation method is not enough; the key lies in the coordination of the spirit.
What is God?
He felt that this was the key of keys.
The original owner was not clear about the concept of God in martial arts.
He had only heard of God-Entering and God-Transforming, but he didn't know what God was.
Are the two "Gods" in martial arts' God-Transforming and inner strength cultivation's God-Transforming the same meaning?
"Fifteenth Uncle, what is God?" Chu Zhiyuan asked, "How can one enter God?"
"God is the marrow," Chu Honglin said, "If you have cultivated Transformation Intent, you can comprehend the form of light. The next step is to delve into the depths of light, to understand what light is, and where the essence of light lies."
Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be lost in thought: "God is the marrow—"
And yet, he has such unparalleled talent.
"I might as well tell you everything together," he said slowly, "Spirit is the soul, and Emptiness is the origin."
Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded: "Thank you, Fifteenth Uncle!"
"You have cultivated Transformation Intent in such a short time, so your comprehension is naturally extremely high," Chu Honglin said, "These thirteen words are already enough. The rest you must comprehend yourself. Everyone's understanding is different. If I say too much, it will hinder you and lead you astray."
"Yes." Chu Zhiyuan believed his words.
There was no need for Fifteenth Uncle to lie to him.
These thirteen words were already extremely profound and crucial, causing his inspiration to flow.
It was the wonderful Spiritual Pearl that was displaying its wonders.
He kept chewing on the four words "God is the marrow," and his understanding of the Great Bright Fist continued to emerge.
What is marrow? It is the deepest of the deep, the most profound.
The deepest part of the Great Bright Fist is light. What is light?
Is it purity, is it immaculateness, is it brightness, is it the opposite of darkness?
Many inspirations were flashing, and all kinds of thoughts came one after another.
He processed them one by one, analyzed them one by one, without missing any or overlooking any.
Many inspirations and thoughts were pushing him, allowing him to understand the essence of the Great Bright Fist more and more deeply.
He was as motionless as a statue, only his eyes flickered incessantly.
The sun shifted from the center to the west, becoming more and more biased, turning into the setting sun, shining on the Great Bright Peak, dyeing the Great Bright Peak into a magnificent golden peak.
The two inner court guards saw that he hadn't moved, and that Chu Honglin was also standing aside with his hands behind his back, so they didn't dare to disturb him and remained motionless like two statues.
It was as if four statues were standing still in the setting sun.
Chu Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head and threw a punch at Chu Honglin.
A bright light appeared in the void.
Chu Honglin threw a punch to meet it.
A bright light appeared, even brighter and more solid than Chu Zhiyuan's.
Chu Zhiyuan's bright light seemed a bit scattered and dim, making the comparison obvious.
The two lights collided.
"Bang!"
White snow exploded in all directions.
Snowflakes fluttered and fell.
Chu Zhiyuan stood in place, his expression calm.
Chu Honglin looked at Chu Zhiyuan in surprise, as if he had seen a peerless treasure.
Chu Zhiyuan fell into deep thought.
After a moment, he shook his head, somewhat dissatisfied.
He had only grasped the superficial aspects and had not truly mastered God-Entering.
Chu Honglin sighed: "He really is a martial arts prodigy."
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.
"It took me a month to go from Transformation Intent to God-Entering," Chu Honglin said, "I was already a prodigy that everyone praised. You used half a day, and it's really—"
He sighed: "I thought I was the fastest, and no one could break my record."
His talent was extremely high, and his comprehension was excellent. He could be called a martial arts prodigy.
If he hadn't been young and his cultivation weak at the time, the throne might not have been out of his reach.
He thought that this generation of princes was inferior to the previous generation and were all mediocre talents.
He never expected that such a monster would suddenly emerge, with such amazing talent.
It's not uncommon for someone to become enlightened after dying once, but enlightenment doesn't come from nothing.
It was clear that his talent was originally amazing, but it had been buried.
His Imperial Brother is really willful, sending such a prodigy to the Phoenix Dynasty to be a consort. There is no greater waste of talent than this.
His thoughts raced, and he said in a deep voice: "Take another punch from me!"
He threw a punch, and once again it was a dazzling light.
Chu Zhiyuan waved his fist, and a bright and condensed light met it.
"Bang!"
White snow flew, and a gale howled.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
After more than a dozen punches, the bright light that Chu Zhiyuan wielded became brighter and purer.
It was as if it had changed from a ten-watt light bulb to a hundred watts, and then to two hundred watts.
Just looking at its brightness, one could feel its scorching heat.
Chu Zhiyuan was immersed in it.
His super-sense was constantly illuminating and analyzing, and his extremely fast thinking allowed him to constantly correct himself, change himself, and comprehend more deeply.
Brighter, purer, faster, he felt that he was transforming towards God-Transforming.
But at this time, the sun had completely set.
"Stop, let's continue tomorrow." Chu Honglin took a step back and stopped: "Practicing the Great Bright Fist under the sunlight is more efficient. Without the sun, there is no need to practice."
Chu Zhiyuan's eyes were shining brightly, without any sense of fatigue. Instead, his spirit became more and more vigorous. He cupped his fists and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Fifteenth Uncle!"
Chu Honglin waved his hand: "I have to teach them in the morning, so I'll come over in the afternoon."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and floated away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Chu Zhiyuan stood in place, his expression filled with emotion.
