Chapter 278: Unknown Path
This burly man was transformed from a demon elephant. He walked all the way into Changming City and walked in the city. Except for the fact that he spoke less, there was nothing different about him.

It is hard for ordinary people to imagine that monsters would transform into human forms, walk into the city, and integrate into their lives, and they would know nothing about it.

"What does he want to do?" Wang Xuan was doubtful. Why would a monster at the peak of the Earth level, close to the level of a Heavenly Demon, come to the city?
There are many small animals scattered around this demon fairy, but no one of them stays for more than an hour and they never appear repeatedly, so the other party is unaware of it.

By cultivating his mind, Wang Xuan could enslave a large number of animals. Through their perspectives, he could control the secrets within a radius of ten miles. Cats were still cats, and dogs were still dogs, and their spirits had not changed at all.

The only difference is that the spiritual power hidden deep in their brains transmits information from their five senses to Wang Xuan, and can even control their behavior at any time.

One day passed in a flash, and a little white rabbit was squatting at Wang Xuan's feet. He originally wanted to fatten the rabbit and then stew it and eat it.

But after a thought flashed through his mind, he had other ideas.

Hong Ze spent a whole day meditating on the boxing technique and finally came out of it. He said to Wang Xuan happily, "Senior, I did it!"

As he spoke, a state of mind appeared on his body, as if he was possessed by a mammoth, his internal energy transformed into a divine elephant, his body was endowed with tremendous strength, and then he punched out.

boom!
The fist landed on a metal dummy, and the dummy was instantly broken into pieces. With such terrible power, it would be easy to tear the ferocious beast apart.

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "Not bad. You have 30,000 jin of strength at the peak of the Blood Exchange Realm. If you consolidate your foundation, you will hopefully have 50,000 jin of strength and then impact the Meridian Opening Realm."

Being able to comprehend the true meaning of boxing to a certain extent in one day proved Hongze's comprehension, and Wang Xuan was quite satisfied.

Hong Ze was overjoyed when he heard this and asked, "Then can I become your disciple?!"

“If you insist, I can accept you as my apprentice, my personal disciple.” Wang Xuan said. According to the rules of Xianwu Mountain, only those who have reached the realm of True Immortal can teach others the true teachings of Xianwu Mountain.

If he accepts Hongze now, then Hongze will be his disciple, not the true disciple of Xianwu Mountain. He will have nothing to do with Xianwu Mountain. This is a difference.

Hongze didn't know the connection between the two, nor did he know that Wang Xuan was the third generation disciple of Xianwu Mountain. He only felt that Wang Xuan himself was an unimaginably strong man.

Even if he was at the peak of Earthly Immortal, he was qualified to accept him as a disciple and guide his cultivation. Growing up in Changming City, even if he had a place in the Federal University, his expectation for the future was only that of an Earthly Immortal. If he could become a Heavenly Immortal in this lifetime, it would be an unimaginable achievement.

"Disciple greets Master, please accept my greetings!"

Hongze greeted Wang Xuan and served him tea, and then he became Wang Xuan's disciple. The etiquette was quite simple, with no witnesses or ceremony, as long as Wang Xuan agreed.

After accepting him as his disciple, Wang Xuan also thought of a question. As Hongze was his disciple, he should naturally teach the boy the cultivation method and give him guidance in his practice.

But in terms of skills, he only had the Hunyuan Wudian, Shenxiang Jinzhongzhao, Yuanling Jiantai and Xinshen Mojing that could lead him to the True Immortal. The first two belonged to the mountain gate, and Hongze had no relationship with Xianwu Mountain, so they could not be passed on. The latter two might have pitted Hongze, because Yuanling Jiantai cultivated the soul, and Xinshen Mojing cultivated the mind, which were not suitable as the main skills.

"I will guide you in your practice in the next few days, correct some misunderstandings in your body refining realm, and help you consolidate your foundation. I will teach you the skills after a few days." After Wang Xuan finished speaking, Hong Ze's face lit up and he naturally responded.

But the young man didn't know that the martial arts he was going to practice had not been created by Wang Xuan yet, and it would take a few days to come into being.

"It's time to sort out my own way of cultivation and create my own skills." Wang Xuan looked at the white rabbit under his feet lazily basking in the sun. This rabbit seemed to be living a very comfortable life.

A spiritual power was projected into the little white rabbit's mind. Wang Xuan taught it a method of cultivation and personally controlled its body to practice. The rabbit only needed to follow suit and would be able to continue.

"This cannot be considered as enlightenment, but as the white rabbit's physique improves, its spirit will naturally improve. With a little guidance, it will have a high level of wisdom."

Wang Xuan experimented casually, injecting memories into a black cat bit by bit, while the black cat itself thought about the existence of the illusion. These memories were not owned by the black cat itself, but by a gang member. At the end of the memory, the man was slapped to death. It was not clear about the things in the memory, but as the memory of the man from infancy to education for more than ten years was digested, it also possessed a high level of wisdom.

"Who am I? Where do I come from? What should I do?" The black cat thought about his life. Thoughts flashed through his mind, causing him a headache and confusion.

Finally, it sorted out its memory.

“I’m Cheng Zhu, a gangster who died in a battle for territory. I have no parents or relatives, and I’ve lived for more than 30 years but have only reached the realm of muscle training.

After I died, I was reborn as a black cat. I don’t know what this means. From now on, I will be a cat and not a human being?"

There was a gleam of wisdom in the black cat's eyes. It thought that it was not a cat that had gained human memories, but that it had been reborn.

"I want to practice, I want to become an immortal, then I can transform into a human. But are human skills suitable for cats?" The black cat had a headache.

"Heitan, it's time to eat." Black Cat heard the voice and turned around to see an extremely beautiful girl with a delicate face and skin as white as snow. None of the female stars on TV could compare to her.

"Meow, meow, meow." The black cat wanted to say hello, beautiful lady, but all that came out was a cat's meow.

Chunshui feeds Heitan and it is also interesting to pet the cat. She is so loving and girly that she even wants to hug it in her arms.

But Wang Xuan said that this was a male cat, and asked her not to let the cat take advantage of her. Chunshui didn't understand why Wang Xuan said that, nor did she know about Wang Xuan's experiments on black cats.

"Poor Heitan, why did your previous owner perform a sterilization operation on you? You will never be able to have children in the future." Chunshui touched the cat's head.

The black cat, who originally felt that his life was quite promising, suddenly stiffened, turned over, curled up, looked down, and almost fainted.

Terror, panic, despair!

"Fuck it, I'm not a man anymore?!!! I don't want to live anymore!" Cheng Zhu, who had just been "reborn", had thoughts of death.

……

"In order to achieve success, what direction should I look for?" Wang Xuan thought. Hongze was his disciple, so he naturally couldn't be perfunctory and had to arrange a good future for the young man.

Summarizing his own practice, there are many techniques and the concepts of practice are even more vast. It is not difficult for him to create a technique, and he can even create a technique for those who have practiced to the level of Earthly Immortal.

But Hongze was his disciple and inherited his mantle. At this time, Wang Xuan reflected on his own mantle and found that he had no skills of his own.

Every cultivator, when he reaches a certain level, will summarize his own path of cultivation, and according to his own way of cultivation, he will harmonize his body and soul and create the most suitable method for himself.

Wang Xuan had a very deep understanding of the Hunyuan Martial Classic, the Heart and Soul Magic Sutra, etc., but his greatest knowledge was probably in the art of alchemy.

When digesting something, adding your own wisdom, you will have different insights, which are your own things. Wang Xuan found that there was no shortage of things in his mind, but the core of his own way of cultivation, his own way of cultivation, seemed to be uncertain.

"Only when you are sure of your own path can you create your own practice. The four practices I am practicing now are all following other people's paths, not my own."

There was a thunderclap in Wang Xuan's mind, and his eyes were bright, and the path of cultivation was suddenly illuminated.

(End of this chapter)