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Martial world: time traveler

A soul travels to the body of the protagonist of the martial world and takes over his body, without a past, now what will it do with the foreseeable future?

ExiledImmortal · Book&Literature
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Training

I remained calm and as in previous times I accessed the unknown space. There was something different from the other times, a grey cube with various patterns. No reaction. Feeling a weight lifted from me, I relaxed my mind. With this I tried to introduce my consciousness. Sometimes I doubted that I could do it since it was the mo eversnow that allowed lin ming to use the divine element.

As I did so, a strange glow surrounded me. It was similar to the color of the wheel. This glow had the same patterns as the magic cube. Without realizing it, I walked in.

The place was dimly lit by the fragments of memory flooding the space. It could be considered a place of varying beauty.

Some fragments emitted auras of blood, others were just peaceful and calm. Above all this mysterious place, a fragment with the greatest brilliance was located in the center.

As I tried to approach it, a strange situation occurred. From my position a shimmering golden hue came, covering all the fragments including that of mo eversnow.

The calm I thought I possessed went down the drain and cold sweat spread on my back. A few seconds later the dark place turned to gold. The fragments acquired strange runes. Confused and with no more time to waste, I approached a specific fragment.

The novel did not explain very precisely which was the fragment with the oldest technique in the Divine realm, but there was a strange situation. The runes contained messages about... memories!? but apparently not everything was the same.

Looking closely at a few dozen, only a few specific ones have that characteristic. Since I could not understand the reasoning behind it, I approached a rather small fragment.

I touched it with my finger and a series of reminiscences came to mind. They were a bit messy, but that wasn't important. The expected pain did not appear... Nothing, just calm. This caused an incalculable emotion to invade me, but before I could get more expert knowledge of the divine realm the golden tone disappeared and I left the space of the magic cube; returning to my room.

Without being able to give more explanations to all the strange events, I tried to access the space of the wheel and... nothing? What happens? maybe... ...it's a waste of energy?

I couldn't understand beyond that and I relaxed a little. I've filtered out the useful and what could be left behind. For about an hour my eyes opened happily, I settled into a meditative position and practiced the long-awaited and longed-for combat meridians of chaotic virtues.

This was a physical training manual of the Divine Domain. It only deals with physical training, so despite its value; it was nothing to be jealous of.

The essence of this training manual was to turn the body into a divine weapon of amazing strength. If it appeared on this mortal plane, it was something that could cause great wars.

the combat meridians of chaotic virtue require not only the training of strength, but also the training of precision, the control over the amount of force used. Once a greater understanding is achieved, one could use his palm to turn the trunk of a tree into fine fibers! That could leave an average practitioner on the ground crying over the injustice of this world, I don't blame him. In this place, one could consider a "cheating skill"

This manual also had a special method of circulating the primary energies derived from it. It is called the true primary chaos formula. It was the best method to temper and forge the bones, even in the Divine realm.

Practicing for a few hours and feeling the enormous improvement as well as the disproportionate expenditure of resources, I decided to focus on something else. The training of the mind.

In the memory fragment was also a technique. The technique of the dominant soul, which was a formula of the law of the soul derived also from the manual of the combat meridians of chaotic virtues.

On this rigorous and passionate day of improvement, the sun set and night came with pacifism. Looking at some of the dirt around him, he went to the bathroom for a cleansing. Finished, he went to bed and hoped that every day would be as satisfying as this one.