With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 341 Brother Chuan's Little Brother's Little Brother: Blood Sea Without Bounds! A Strange Change at the Spring!

Inside, Meng Chuan stood before the Buddha statue, his feet resting on a prayer mat, and began practicing his martial arts.

I haven't practiced my horizontal training class yet, so I need to hurry.

Two hours later, the meditation session finally ended.

He rubbed his aching lower back, pondering:

"Twelve months ago, I was proficient in breaking through the limits of the Iron Body of the Doma and the Golden Venerable of the Precious Appearance, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Furthermore, combined with the earth essence nourishing my bones and muscles, my combat strength will not only increase, but my minimum strength will also rise significantly, giving me a better chance of success in the Demon Nest conquest.

This is his first time entering the demon's lair, so he must be fully prepared.

However, the key to leading the North Associated University to victory among the four Associated Universities lies in its vital energy and blood.

As long as one cultivates martial arts, one can reach the state of simultaneous transformation of all six orifices.

Even without his body being fully unleashed, Meng Chuan was confident that he could contend with a high-ranking demon, thanks to his exceptional combat skills.

Of course, this doesn't include the one in Chencang at that time, which was almost at the peak of the upper ranks.
The enhancement of his Qi and blood will also boost his ability to fight continuously.

Descending into the Demon's Lair is like going to war, not like a martial arts competition where you can recuperate for a while after defeating one opponent.

The densely packed demons were engaged in close combat and skirmishes.

This requires a great deal of physical strength and endurance.

If the body's energy and blood volume are insufficient to support a prolonged burst of power, one will need to rest after fighting for only a short time.

Most of the time inside the Demon Nest, one can only be a "spectator".

At the same time, his final release form consumes a lot of energy each time it is activated.

Once you're out of the demon's lair, you can't maintain that level of power the whole time; you can only use it in crucial moments.

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan scanned the numerous traits on the panel.

There are those for daily martial arts practice and those for enhancing combat skills.

This "empire" was built by him, one punch and one kick at a time.

The more I looked at it, the more at ease I felt.

Time passes slowly.

September 3rd marks the annual enrollment day for new students at the North Union University.

Meng Chuan stood up and finished his stance in the courtyard when he heard a commotion outside.

I just realized that I have already spent a year in the Southwest Associated University.

Time flies, another year has passed just like that.

Shaking his head, Meng Chuan glanced at his watch. It was time for his agreed-upon sparring session with Chu Yanlong. He then walked out of the courtyard and left.

At the school square.

The two saw Principal Yang holding a meeting with the new students on the high platform and glanced at him curiously.

When Meng Chuan saw the figures of the crowd, it was as if he were looking at himself a year ago.

They share the same curiosity about martial arts and the same aspirations for the future.
Seeing Meng Chuan's reminiscing expression, Chu Yanlong smiled and said:
“Cultivation knows no time. When I had been enrolled for a full year, I had the same thoughts as you.”

We martial artists are of the "longevity race," so there's no need to be overly sentimental about the passing years.

Meng Chuan came to his senses and nodded solemnly:

"I understand, Ah Long. I've learned something."

He turned to leave, but then heard someone calling his name from the crowd in the distance:
"Brother Chuan!"

The voice sounded somewhat familiar. Turning his head, Meng Chuan smiled.

"Zongping!"

Zongping ran through the crowd to Meng Chuan. The two fellow villagers, seeing each other again, had tears welling up in their eyes.
Meng Chuan patted him on the shoulder and laughed:
"Hey kid, didn't you say you were going to fail the martial arts exam this year and wanted to take another year to prepare?"

"That was a conservative estimate; I didn't expect to perform so well and get into the National Southwest Associated University."

The old friends reunited and chatted for a while.

Chu Yanlong stood by with his arms crossed, waiting patiently.

Meng Chuan patted Zong Ping on the shoulder and introduced him to Chu Yanlong:

“Ah Long, this is my friend Zong Ping. Like you, he is also a practitioner of the Tiger Form School.”

Chu Yanlong nodded and commented with a smile:
"It has the imposing presence of a tiger, and looks very spirited."

"Brother Long!"

When Brother Chuan introduced him to Boss Tiger, Zongping readily accepted the offer.

Chu Yanlong nodded and said:

"Let's exchange contact information. If you have any questions about tiger-themed items, feel free to ask me."

"Thank you, Brother Long! I've often heard of Brother Long's legend since I was in pre-high school, and meeting you today is truly amazing."

This kid's a chatterbox, he's started again.
Upon seeing this, Meng Chuan quickly interrupted:

"Alright, alright, just listen to what Principal Yang has to say first."

I'll send you your dorm number. Come to Huaqingchi tonight, let's all have a good get-together.

Zongping was still excited. Thanks to Brother Chuan, he was "appreciated" by Tiger-type big shot as soon as he entered school. It was so cool!
But he wasn't the kind of person who was oblivious to things; he knew that the two of them were martial artists and were busy with other things at the moment.

His brows furrowed with barely suppressed joy, and he repeatedly said:
"Okay, okay, Brother Chuan and Brother Long, you two go ahead with your work. I'll come find you tonight."

"Okay, see you tonight."

After the two left, Zongping came to his senses.

He appeared to be listening attentively to Principal Yang's speech, but in reality, he was somewhat distracted.

He specializes in the tiger form, and Chu Yanlong's name is already widely known.

Zongping's master class teacher mentioned this more than once:

"【Spirit White Tiger - Chu Yanlong】, broke through the first major limit at the age of nineteen, is the strongest tiger-type genius I have ever taught in my life!"

We met today.
This renowned tiger-shaped genius stood beside Brother Chuan.
His appearance bears a striking resemblance to how I looked a few years ago when I stood next to Brother Chuan.
Is this the true value of Brother Chuan?
Thinking about it more closely, it's truly terrifying!
Even at the prestigious Southwest Associated University, where geniuses abound, he still outshone everyone else.

Even the "strongest genius in the Tiger Formation" as described by the teacher could only obediently serve as the underling.
"If I don't stand up for myself soon, I won't even be able to stay as Brother Chuan's underling; I'll only be Brother Chuan's underling's underling."

Even so, it was a bond that others could only envy. He knew that if Meng Chuan hadn't been there and spoken up just now, it would have been a completely different story.

In his life, he has had a hard time dealing with these martial arts masters.

He was a genius in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the top geniuses in the Master Class, he was just like a nobody on the street.

Coming to his senses, Zongping firmly resolved two things in his heart:

"I will practice martial arts even harder than before, not to catch up, but just to avoid falling too far behind."

Secondly, we need to work even harder than before to curry favor with Brother Chuan; we can't afford to fall behind even the underlings of the underlings.

Nighttime at Huaqingchi.

The brief gathering ended, and Meng Chuan sent off his friends, especially Meng Jiaolong, who lingered and refused to leave.
"I can sense the inexplicable gaze of a martial arts master."
"If you don't leave now, your mother is going to fall from the sky."

"Hate."

After everyone left, the villa returned to its usual tranquility.

Although the alcohol in his body had been expelled by his internal energy, the smell of alcohol still lingered on Meng Chuan's body.

He jumped directly into the Starry Sky Hot Spring to soak in the hot spring.

As he washed, his vital energy gradually dissipated, reaching a length of over six zhang.

He thought to himself:

"When I went to have my blood qi tested this afternoon, it was already close to 3,200 points."

"The Qi and blood in the Yongquan point are fully replenished; it's time to attempt a breakthrough."

The difficulty of altering the six orifices is not static.

As the number of acupoints undergoing abnormalities increases, the amount of Qi and blood in the body increases significantly.

The subsequent mutation process requires more precise control over a larger volume of Qi and blood.

Although Meng Chuan sensed that the blood and qi in Yongquan (a point on the sole of the foot) were already full and swollen.

But he knew that opening each acupoint would increase the burden on the meridians exponentially.

This point, in particular, is connected to the Baihui point on the top of the head, which is related to the balance of Yin and Yang in the human body.

The slightest mistake could lead to failure and all efforts being wasted.

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan recalled his original idea of ​​complete control over the human body.

The skin and flesh have now achieved their goal, and the muscles and bones will soon follow.

Of the three basic components, only blood control remains a long way off.

If one can achieve 100% control over the blood, then controlling the flow of qi and blood when acupoints malfunction should be a piece of cake.

While studying Buddhism recently, Meng Chuan has also been collecting information and searching for news about blood cultivation techniques.

Unfortunately, the results were minimal, and nothing useful was found.

I previously asked Mr. Shen from Hanhai to keep an eye out for me, and I can ask him about the progress recently.

Meng Chuan thought to himself:

"If neither Beilian University nor Hanhai Company has any cultivation techniques related to blood, we'll have to try asking other top-tier martial arts universities."

Within the demonic path, there are many demonic techniques related to blood.

For example, what he learned from Chief Inspector Long.

He is currently the most wanted criminal in Yong'an City and even the entire Shaanxi Province.

【Blood-Drinking Demon Sword - Li Xiao】His demonic art is "Boundless Blood Sea Great Art".

As a grandmaster at the top of the demonic path, he naturally did not cultivate the techniques passed down by the Heavenly Demon.

It is, in fact, a purely ancient demonic art.

This method of manipulating blood is nothing short of perverse.

Furthermore, it's unclear what benefits the other party received from the Heavenly Demon.

If one is weaker than the other, one merely stands nearby without making contact.

In an instant, all their life essence will be extracted, leaving them as withered bones and skin, and they will die.

Just like the horrific scene that occurred inside the [Jiaomo] demon's lair before.
Although this method is unparalleled in manipulating blood, it is used to manipulate others, not one's own.
Otherwise, setting aside its still-unknown demonic side effects, Meng Chuan would actually be quite interested in its effects alone.
But being interested is useless; the gap in strength between him and his opponent is currently too great.

Li Xiao was a well-known powerful figure in the demonic path of the Great Chu; crushing him would be no more difficult than crushing an ant.
Even if this method could be applied to him, he would never practice legitimate demonic arts if he didn't think about these things.

Once Meng Chuandai's breathing had stabilized and his mind had calmed down, he began to attempt the transformation of the fourth major acupoint.

Although he lacks blood-related special abilities, he remains very confident in his control over qi and blood.

Meng Chuan concentrated his mind and gathered his energy, and 3,200 points of Qi and blood surrounded the Yongquan acupoint like a tide.

The acupoints gradually trembled under the surge of powerful energy, and he precisely controlled the flow of qi and blood.

Although lacking blood-related specialties, it relies on its skillful use of the five elements.

A breath of internal energy was drawn out and diffused.

The earth element's true energy stabilizes the foundation, while the fire element's true energy stimulates vitality.

Midway through, the acupoints experienced violent fluctuations due to the imbalance of Yin and Yang.

He quickly mobilized his water-elemental true energy to harmonize it, and ultimately, without any major incidents, successfully guided the blood and energy to complete the transformation at Yongquan point.

The Yongquan acupoint emitted a pale golden halo, echoing the Baihui acupoint as if they were heaven and earth.

The fourth major acupoint successfully underwent a transformation, taking only a quarter of an hour.

The whole process was indeed difficult, but it was also difficult for others.

Meng Chuan easily crossed another threshold, getting closer and closer to the simultaneous transformation of all six orifices.

As for the effects of Yongquan (a traditional Chinese medicine point), it was getting late, so Meng Chuan decided to rest first.

He has a scheduled class for tomorrow, the second major deadline, with Teacher Zhao Chun, a class on body movement techniques.

Its specialty is "footwork," the art of footwork and body movement.
The specific effects of the Yongquan acupoint can be better understood through its application.

Early the next morning, in the body movement classroom.

(End of this chapter)