All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

Down the mountain.

The group chatted as they walked up the mountain.

"It's been a long time since I've been into the mountains. I wonder how much I've gained this time," Chen Dezhong said.

The last time they went into the mountains was several months ago. Every time they went, it was fraught with danger. The monsters in the mountains were powerful. If they were lucky, they could hunt down a weak monster. If they were unlucky, they would encounter a powerful monster and all of them would perish in the mountains.

Many martial artists in their village died in the mountains. There was no other way; the only way to become stronger was to go into the mountains and take a chance.

“I have been cultivating to the Innate Realm for a long time without making any progress. If I don’t take another risk, I’m afraid this will be the end of my life,” said An Daojun.

He was already over thirty years old. The fact that he only reached the Innate Realm at over thirty years old shows how poor his aptitude was. He was also a restless person and wanted to go into the mountains to try his luck.

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do. We're just not naturally gifted. Talent is something you're born with, there's nothing we can do about it."

Aptitude is indeed something that is innate. One in ten thousand people can cultivate immortality, and one in ten million can cultivate to a certain level.

"If we're lucky enough to find a spiritual fruit, then we can all cultivate immortality."

I used to read in the news that someone was lucky enough to get a rare spiritual fruit, and after eating it, their aptitude improved, and with improved aptitude, they could cultivate immortality.

"What are you thinking? Spirit fruits are definitely guarded by demonic beasts. How could people like us possibly covet them?"

"That's true. We should just stick to hunting monsters."

The group soon arrived at the platform on the mountain, where the bamboo forest was located. They continued to advance into the bamboo forest on the left, passing through the bamboo forest and heading deeper into the mountains.

Before long, they encountered a group of wild boars. The wild boars varied in size, with the larger ones being comparable to elephants and the smaller ones being much larger than domestic pigs.

The lead wild boar was quite strong, having cultivated to a level comparable to the early stage of human Qi Refining, roughly equivalent to a martial artist at the Innate Realm.

"Wild boar, lucky you didn't encounter any other spirits."

All of them were at least at the Innate Realm, so hunting these wild boars was a piece of cake for them.

After they had killed two wild boars, the others had already run away. Not intending to let them go, they gave chase.

Just then, a python with a bump on its head appeared in front of them.

"Humans, it's been a long time since I've had any fresh humans. Today I've finally encountered some again," the python said.

Upon hearing this, An Daojun and the others turned pale. A talking spirit was at least a powerful demon at the Qi Refining and Divine Transformation stage, something that they, as martial artists, could not contend with.

The python opened its blood-red maw, about to swallow the group whole.

The mountain god appeared before them, and his seal suppressed the python, rendering it unable to move.

"Mountain God, why are you stopping me from devouring them?" the python cried out in resentment.

"There is a senior monk's monastery in the mountains, and killing is forbidden in this area."

The mountain god's intervention was Zhou Yongcheng's idea. Since he had seen it, as a human being, he should help if he could.

"Then why can they hunt monsters?"

"Because the senior was human."

The python had nothing to say; humans would definitely help humans, just as it wanted to eat humans.

The mountain god used the power of the mountains and rivers to throw the python into the endless mountain range. Zhou Yongcheng did not ask to kill the python, but only to prevent him from rescuing the humans.

Having escaped death, An Daojun immediately thanked the mountain god.

"It was the senior's will to save you. If you want to thank him, go and express your gratitude to him. The senior's dojo is over there in the bamboo forest, below that small mountain peak," the mountain god said, pointing to the small mountain peak over there.

After the mountain god finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances. They hadn't expected there to be a Taoist temple on Dragon Head Mountain, and they hadn't heard a word about it.

“Let’s take these wild boars with us and first go to thank our predecessors for saving our lives, then we’ll head down the mountain,” said An Daojun.

So the group of people each carried two wild boars and headed towards the bamboo forest.

Once a martial artist reaches the Innate Realm, carrying several thousand kilograms of weight on their back is quite easy.

"If only I had a storage magic artifact, but unfortunately those things are too expensive, I can't afford them."

"It is indeed too expensive. It's better to buy two magic artifacts to enhance your strength than to buy a storage magic artifact. This is more practical."

"Indeed."

Before long, they arrived outside Zhou Yongcheng's Taoist temple.

They were quite shocked to see the Mountain God sitting cross-legged at the gate. Such a powerful figure as the Mountain God was actually just guarding someone's gate.

They dared not enter the gate, so they bowed three times from outside to express their gratitude.

Zhou Yongcheng, who was half-lying outside the main hall, looked at them, and then looked at the two disciples who were cultivating. He wondered if he should find some sparring partners for them.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yongcheng said, "I will place a martial arts stele in the bamboo forest. You can study it next to you. What you can understand depends on your comprehension."

After saying that, he casually waved his hand, and a stone tablet several meters high landed in the bamboo forest dozens of meters outside the gate.

The area within a hundred meters of the Martial Arts Monument has been transformed into a plaza, providing a convenient space for people to interact and practice martial arts.

It would be a lie to say that An Daojun and the others were unhappy upon hearing this.

While martial arts cultivation techniques can be obtained for free, they are only ordinary techniques. Powerful martial arts techniques can only be purchased with money.

After bowing and expressing their gratitude again, the group ran towards the Martial Arts Monument.

They didn't exchange many words, but sat cross-legged in front of the Martial Arts Monument and began to comprehend it.

The martial arts stele created by Zhou Yongcheng contains the great path of martial arts. Anyone who studies it will gain something, and what they gain depends on their comprehension.

Two of them had good comprehension, while the others had average comprehension and their understanding of the techniques was just so-so.

The two with the best comprehension not only obtained cultivation methods suitable for themselves, but also saw their own path, which is quite remarkable.

Having completed their comprehension, they paid their respects to Zhou Yongcheng's Taoist temple and then led the wild boar down the mountain.

When they returned to the village and told everyone what had happened, it caused a sensation throughout the village.

"Uncle Jun, you're not lying to us, are you?" someone questioned.

"You guys don't believe me, do you? Come and show me the true meaning of martial arts that I've just comprehended."

After finishing his speech, An Daojun walked to the open space, took a deep breath, and began to practice his fist techniques by channeling all his inner energy.

He comprehended the Dao of Fist from the Martial Dao Stele, and the technique he learned is called the Dragon Fist Dao Scripture. For now, he can only cultivate it to the Innate Perfection level. He will need to go back to the Martial Dao Stele to study the subsequent techniques.

"What kind of boxing style does Uncle Jun practice? I've never seen it before."

"Didn't Uncle Jun say that he learned it from the mountain?"

After fighting for a while, An Daojun sensed the intent of the fist. He then threw a punch, and an invisible force blasted a large crater into the open space next to him.

Everyone around rushed to the crater to observe the crater created by some unknown force, and they all felt it was unbelievable.

"Wow, that's amazing, young An. What kind of kung fu is that?" an elder asked.

"Uncle Fang, what I just used is called Fist Intent, which is a state of mind that one comprehends at the Innate Realm, called Intent Realm."

“With such artistic conception, martial arts are not much inferior to immortality. I wonder if the senior on the mountain would allow us to go up the mountain to comprehend the Martial Arts Stele.”

After discussion, An Daojun and the others decided that tomorrow a small number of people would go up the mountain to study the Martial Arts Stele and then consult with their seniors.