Chapter 32: Three Years of Bitter Cultivation, Meng Ling's Initial Awakening
"Alright, old master." As the scenery around him transformed back into a cave, Meng Ling also withdrew his fist and walked out slowly. It was clear that Meng Ling's mood was terrible at this moment. After all, he had almost defeated his own illusion, which meant he could have completed about one-third of his cultivation. Now, Meng Ling's mood was indeed experiencing great ups and downs in life.
"If you think that just defeating your own illusion means you can take a good look at the secret recipe on the wall, then you are greatly mistaken." The gentle voice of the Great Elder came from behind Meng Leng, instantly pulling him back from his deep thoughts.
"What does it mean?" Meng Ling asked as he turned around immediately.
"I should have told you, your cultivation is called Extreme Cultivation, so if your illusion is defeated by yourself, it won't disappear. You can only try to stall her on one hand, while looking at the secret recipe on the wall, and also choose your own exclusive weapon." The Great Elder explained kindly.
"What?" Hearing the elder's words, Meng Leng finally let out a startled cry.
————I am that gorgeous dividing line————
Three years later, in the Senroden of Mount Myoboku, at this time, Meng Ling had once again changed his attire. A white bathrobe-like garment, black ninja shoes, a black medium-sized waistband, and a forehead protector on his neck, made him look like he had just arrived in the Ninja World, only much more mature.
"Body of Fire - Fist of Flame..."
"The Body of Wind - Divine Wind..."
"The Body of the Earth - Fissure..."
"Combining Physique - Fire Earth Storm."
Here, Meng Ling's three avatars used their skills together to form Meng Ling's self-created Devil Fruit fusion skill. Suddenly, the three 'Meng Lings' simultaneously punched the ground with their fists, and red, yellow, and gray energies began to spread out on the ground.
"Boom......" Only to see the ground within a radius of 20 meters centered on Meng Ling cracked open, instantly, countless wind blades, fireballs, and earth thorns began to burst out from under the ground.
At this time, Meng Ling's illusion was defending against Meng Ling's attack. After seeing Meng Ling's move, he immediately transformed his body into a 'steel physique'. Although it was still not good at defending against fireballs, it also defended against Meng Ling's attack.
"Hmm... Next is, the Toxic Body - Death Poison Fog." Meng Ling hummed softly and immediately transformed her body into a highly toxic constitution filled with toxins. Through the high-temperature terrain caused by the fire-earth storm just now, Meng Ling's toxins quickly spread out in all directions.
"It's not like I'm going to defeat you, as long as I can slow down your actions, that's all." Meng Ling said lazily, once again increasing the spread of the corrosive toxin on her body.
"Whatever is metal will be afraid of acidic substances, so let's just melt your feet away first." Meng Ling said indifferently, and then the double feet in front of her eyes gradually disappeared.
"Heh heh……" Looking at the illusion in front of her, Meng Leng let out a long sigh. She remembered that three years ago, dealing with this illusion was still quite difficult for her. But now, both she and her illusion were nine years old, and Meng Leng found it easy to deal with her own illusion, almost like playing a game.
In these three years, Meng Ling finally mastered the first level of gongfa and moves of "Tian Dao Jiu Jue".
"The Art of Swordsmanship" is one of them. The first layer of "Tian Dao Jue" is to master the use of divine artifacts, and Meng Leng is only a hair's breadth away from completing her cultivation. The Great Elder has said that now she just needs to find the weapon that suits her best, and when that happens, Meng Leng will be able to perfectly wield all weapons. Although this is what was said, Meng Leng still hasn't found her own exclusive weapon. At first, it didn't seem like a big deal for several months, but later on, Meng Leng discovered that she had become unaccustomed to using the weapons in her hand, always feeling clumsy and awkward.
"What's going on? What's really going on? I always feel like I should have found my own weapon by now, but...". As she said this, Meng Leng turned around to look at the weapons on the ground and started selecting again.
"Katana? I've used it before, sword in hand? Not interested, three-section staff? I'm not a Shaolin monk, even if I practice this, it's useless." Meng Ling murmured.
"It's time, Meng Ling, come out." At this moment, a loud voice came from behind Meng Ling.
"Has it already been ten hours? Old Master?" Meng Ling asked.
"Yes, it seems that one illusion is no longer a threat to you, Meng Ling. Starting tomorrow, you will begin challenging the three illusions." The elder said with a warm smile.
"Oh, okay, but can you, Great Elder, move things around inside the Offering Tower?" Meng Ling asked.
"Heh heh, Xiao Meng Ling asked the right question. Let me tell you something, you know that the cultivation in the Tower of Offering is divided into nine levels: Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Zai, and Qian. I can still interfere with the first four levels, but after that, it's not something I can intervene in. So from then on, your cultivation will depend solely on your own efforts." The Great Elder said with a smile.
"Oh? Is that so. It's good this way, otherwise there wouldn't be any challenge." Meng Leng tidied up her hair which had become slightly disheveled during the battle and said calmly.
The next morning, Meng Ling arrived at the Senluo Hall. She knew that for cultivators like the five great elders who had reached a certain level of cultivation, they didn't need to rest or eat. As long as they absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, their bodies could function normally. So Meng Ling didn't want to waste any time and came directly here.
"How is it? Have you rested well now?" The Great Elder had been waiting here for Meng's arrival.
"I hope I can complete this final training today." Meng Ling said with some helplessness.
"Yes, indeed, cultivating the 'Tian Dao Jiu Jue' is different from other martial arts. You can only cultivate the first stage of the 'Tian Dao Jiu Jue' after completing the first stage of cultivation - the 'Lin Zhi Shu', and getting its recognition." The Great Elder said kindly.
"Oh, right, great elder grandfather, I've had a question I wanted to ask you, can you tell me?" Meng Ling asked extremely politely.
"What's wrong? Tell me." The elder said with a smile.
"How many people have practiced the 'Tian Dao Jiu Jue' technique? How many times has it been successful?" Meng Ling asked in a low voice.
"Oh, your question is indeed interesting. Since you want to know, I'll tell you. There have been four people who have cultivated the 'Tian Dao Jiu Jue' before you, including the creator of this technique. And they were all women." The Great Elder said with a smile.
"Are they all women? Why is that?" Meng Ling asked curiously.
"I don't know, but perhaps the reason why Lord Ryujin transformed your body into a female is because of this," said the Great Elder.
"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, Meng Leng felt a chill run down his spine. He had thought that the so-called Dragon God had some special preferences and that's why he was turned into a girl, but judging from the current situation, everything that happened to him seemed to be within the Dragon God's expectations.
"Alright, now begin your final training, Meng Ling." The Great Elder's face suddenly turned extremely cold, causing Meng Ling to feel a chill run down his spine.
"Go ahead." Before Meng Rong could react, Zong Xuan had already pushed him into the midst of numerous weapons.
Gold
Tree
Water
Fire
Earth
"Wu Xing Transformation..."
"Hum..." The five elders shouted in unison, and Meng Leng couldn't help but tremble all over. In an instant, several shadows flashed by, and Meng Leng was suddenly surrounded by nine versions of himself.
"This time, you will be challenging nine of yourself, and you cannot use the Shadow Clone Jutsu because we have already sealed it. This time, you must bring out your own exclusive weapon, or else you will really die." The Great Elder shouted loudly.
"Hmph, death...? It seems I have no choice but to bring out some real skills now. This is the weapon I just thought of last night - Light Body: Tiancui Yunjian." Meng Ling coldly hummed a sentence, her left hand forming a palm and her right hand forming a fist, combining them together before suddenly separating. And then, astonishingly, Meng Ling drew out a golden light sword from the center of her left palm.
"This little girl can really surprise us, the energy contained in that sword is almost comparable to a divine artifact, but it's still a bit short." The elder said with approval.
"This is still my first time using the Light Body to fight, let me see the strength of another great general from the Navy Headquarters, Yasakani no Magatama." Meng Ling said softly, and then only saw that countless rays of light shot out from Meng Ling's hand, instantly, Meng Ling's figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.
"Instant movement? What a surprise." The Second Elder Jiu Cai laughed and said.
In an instant, just one instant, Meng Lin defeated all the illusions that had not yet used elemental physique. A 1.3-meter-tall figure stood in the middle of the disappearing illusions, with no expression on his face.
"It's still not bringing out all her strength, what a pity, but this is enough, applying some pressure will awaken Meng's weapon." The Great Elder thought for a moment and gave a glance to the other four elders in different directions.
"I understand." The four elders responded in unison, also increasing their power output at the same time.
On Meng Ling's side, the nine phantoms that had just disappeared suddenly gathered again and turned into more than a hundred 'Meng Lings' in an instant.
Everyone, Xiaomeng's weapon is about to appear, guess what it is.