With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 388 The Shackles of Breaking Through to the Second Level: Talent and Consumables!

Firstly, under internal visualization, the six major branches of the meridians are fully formed. This signifies the completion of the first major stage of ground-based cultivation.
Secondly, the six major acupoints where the branches and trunks meet are filled with abundant and leak-free Qi and blood.

Thirdly, martial arts principles used to break through physical limits, reaching the first major limit level;

Fourthly, the coordination and unity of essence, energy, and spirit, achieved within the body, forms the basic conditions for constructing the celestial system.

This step is crucial in breaking free from constraints.

What's important is the physical state of a martial artist when they break through a breakthrough.

If a martial artist fails to break through the first major limit...

At most, the body will be weak for a while, but it can take several months to adjust its condition and try a second attempt.

However, starting from the second major limit, the mortality rate after a failed breakthrough rises sharply.

Without top-grade elixirs or other means to protect the physical body.

Every breakthrough is a do-or-die battle.

There is no fixed standard for the harmony and unity of vital energy and spirit.

However, the aura a person exudes can be used as a criterion for judgment under certain circumstances.

What is the harmony and unity of essence, energy, and spirit?

From an observer's perspective, they will neither feel oppressed nor weak.

Just like sitting in a room with a comfortable temperature and relaxing naturally, because there is no mutual pull or "disharmony" between the three elements of essence, energy, and spirit.

The construction of the Zhou Tian star system is essentially about using one's own essence, energy, and spirit to simulate the operating laws of the heavens and the stars.

If the extension of meridians in the body is like laying out star trails within the body.

The stars waiting to be lit on the star trails are the manifestation of vital energy and spirit.

【Essence】is the quality of a star, which determines whether it can exist stably.

【Qi】is the force that drives the stars to move along their orbital paths.

【God】is the anchor point for the stars, responsible for anchoring the position and relationship of each star.

This is what is valued in martial artists: their ability to control themselves.

Meng Chuan felt that he didn't have a big problem.

Although his three-flower essence is somewhat outstanding, that's a good thing. With the characteristics of a flesh flower, he can control it.
At the same time, the spiritual power within his body, the "foundation of bluestone," was being strengthened.

His "god" was no longer a hindrance during the process of breaking through the second limit.

Fifth, the steadfastness of one's martial arts will.

This depends entirely on the individual; there's no fixed answer.

If one is not determined, even if all four requirements are met, progress will still fail without a doubt.

Martial arts are like forging a sword; willpower is the furnace.

With the furnace fire flickering and dimming, how can one make progress in martial arts?

Just like a rock climber who suddenly wants to turn back when he is at the top of the cliff, the rocks under his feet are already loose, and if he keeps stepping forward and backward, he will eventually fall off the cliff.

The so-called lack of resolve is not a sign of weakness.

Instead, it handed over a self-destructive key to the obstacle that could have been broken through.

Meng Chuan was not worried about this at all, as his martial arts will was terrifyingly firm!
Finally, with the aid of internal energy, the body reverses its innate state, and a complete breakthrough is achieved.

Similar to the principle of a martial artist breaking through the first major limit, each time the human body's major limit is broken, it will cause a change in the body.

The second major limitation is that one needs internal energy to break through the opportunity.

It forms a liquid vortex to wash away impurities in the body, allowing cells to return to a state of fetal respiration and activating the body's second mutation.

This final step tests the quality of the internal energy conversion at the spring, and Meng Chuan is equally confident in it.

Therefore, overall, he is only one step away from breaking through the second major limit: reaching the first limit in "Martial Arts Guidelines".

When the fourth level of [Cultivating Demonic Power in the Heart of the Dao] is perfected, breaking through to the next realm will be a natural outcome.
Coming to my senses, as my proficiency with the cultivation technique increased, a considerable amount of new life force was generated within my body.

Recently, Meng Chuan has been refining his Qi and blood every day, and he is very proficient in this process.

After being condensed, a drop of slightly thick and deep red essence dripped onto the muscles and bones.

Prior to this, Meng Chuanzi's momentum had increased since the last time.

I've already invested nearly 1,600 to 1,700 points of health and vitality.

Today, quantitative change has once again led to qualitative change.

The amount needed to boost momentum is nearly double that of the last time.

A soft "click" sounded.

It's like the blockage that's been hidden deep within the bones has finally been cleared away.

That is the essence of qi and blood, stagnating and gnawing at the muscles and bones.

Under the influence of this drop of essence, the bones seemed to be quenched into a honey color.

The tendons were also soaked, turning a glossy amber color.

At that moment, Meng Chuan was still in a state of internal vision.

Without even lifting his eyelids, a sudden change occurred throughout his body.

After eight hours of practicing both fist techniques and mental cultivation, his invisible aura was affected, and he was somewhat fatigued.

At this moment, his aura seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, pulling upwards along his refined muscles and bones!

"Humph"

Meng Chuan let out a muffled groan.

It wasn't pain; it was like pent-up energy that had been building up for too long finally finding an outlet.

It felt like there was an invisible pole, shooting straight up from the tailbone to the crown of the head.

If someone were watching, they would notice that Meng Chuanming was still sitting cross-legged.

But under his perception, he suddenly "stood up".

Meng Chuan himself had a similar feeling, and he slowly stood up.

After taking a few steps forward, I felt the wind around me circling around him, as if avoiding his sharp edge.
As his aura expanded further, Meng Chuan's robes billowed, and a visible ring of energy rippled around him. Dust was crushed into powder, and a chilling, rust-like atmosphere filled the air.

boom!
The snowdrifts beside them crumbled instantly upon this force.

If an ordinary person were swept away by this aura, their fate would probably not be much better than that of a snowdrift.
After the muscles and bones are tempered a second time by the essence of qi and blood.

His aura finally possessed the sharpness of martial arts cutting through illusions, like a knife that had come to life.

However, Meng Chuan has not yet fully mastered this knife.

If left to roam freely, it can easily injure people.

Thinking this, Meng Chuan gradually withdrew the invisible aura surrounding him and murmured:

Before mastering the power of martial arts, try to contain your aura and avoid releasing it outwards.

Especially when he went down the mountain to go home for the Chinese New Year, if he showed off his power among ordinary people, he would be shot hundreds of times over.
Meanwhile, in Fucheng, which is not far from Yong'an City.

Inside a residential building, the sound of a couple talking could be heard:
"Old man, ever since you started worshipping Lu Zu, you seem to be in much better spirits."

Also, I forgot to wear thermal pants when I went out today, but I didn't feel cold at all. Isn't that strange?

Upon hearing this, the man pretended to be angry and rebuked:
"Silence! What do you mean by strange or not? How can you speak like that? This is Lord Lü Zu manifesting a divine miracle!"
Also, don't go around telling everyone you meet that the blessings of immortals are limited and cannot be spread.

Upon hearing what her husband said, the woman quickly whispered:

“I know it’s just the two of us talking here, I definitely won’t tell anyone else.”

The man nodded in satisfaction and said:

"Yes, the fewer people who know about such a good thing, the better."

"Honey, do you think those martial arts masters who move so high and mighty can do what I do? Wear only a pair of trousers and stroll around in this cold weather?"

The man said rather smugly:
"Tsk tsk, I bet those martial artists aren't even as good as us. Wife, while you're still full of energy, go for it!"

"You rascal! Ouch!"

The two fought so fiercely that the ground shook and the noise startled the neighbors downstairs.

The woman downstairs heard a series of slapping and popping sounds coming from upstairs.

She rolled her eyes at her husband beside her, feeling rather helpless.

"Listen to that, the people upstairs are really energetic all day long."

"Ahem. Yes, a little. By the way, Xiaosong is almost old enough to learn martial arts, let's enroll him in a martial arts school."

"Which one should I report?"

"How is the Shen Da Martial Arts School? The headmaster of this school is not only highly skilled, but also a great teacher."

Moreover, when I went to this martial arts school for its grand opening and renovations...

I discovered that the owner of the Shen Da Martial Arts School is also a follower of Master Lü!

I also found a statue of Lu Xianren in a drawer in the curator's office.

After saying that, the man glanced at the bedside table and quietly opened it a crack.

He wore a pure yang turban and a gray-blue robe, with a long, flowing beard and a handsome demeanor.

This small statue depicts Lü Dongbin, the Pure Yang Sword Immortal of the Eight Immortals!

Meanwhile, enrollment at the Shen Da Martial Arts School is booming.

In the newly renovated, vast martial arts arena, Pei Shan wandered around, holding a misty, crystalline sphere.

The gray crystal ball was carried on his back, unnoticed by anyone.

The children who came to register lined up, not daring to breathe, waiting for Pei Shan's next move.

He moved closer to a child, and the sphere's light shone a little brighter.

The child looked nervous, but Pei Shan was all smiles.

"Child, you can go back and tell your mother the good news. You have been recruited as a core student."

As he walked to another person's side, Pei Shan sensed that the crystal sphere on his back was flashing incessantly, so he quickly shook his sleeves to cover the light.

His kind expression grew even more benevolent as he bent down and spoke earnestly:
"Child, congratulations! You are about to become my 303rd disciple to formally become my student."

Ignoring the child's ecstatic expression, Pei Shan continued to use the magical artifact to test the children who had come to register at the martial arts school.

I want to become a believer in God and communicate with Him.

"Mental strength" is crucial.

The sphere flashed, revealing the core talent;

The sphere remains the same, but ordinary consumables are not; human resources are.

The sphere, when brought closer to the tall, muscular, and seemingly simple-minded man, appeared even dimmer, as if it were about to emit black smoke.
Pei Shan's face darkened; another good-for-nothing.
"Child, go learn boxing next door. The Shen Da Martial Arts School teaches according to individual aptitude. What we teach here is not suitable for you."

Lacking in divine power from birth, one doesn't even qualify to be a leek (a metaphor for being exploited) in the Demon Summoning Hall.

On this day, snow fell heavily on Mount Li, but inside Meng Chuan's house, it was warm and cozy.

The sweat pouring from his body evaporated into white smoke, filling the entire room with mist and moisture.

Buzz.
A constant rumbling sound emanated from his body, and Meng Chuan's breathing was heavy and labored.

His naked body turned bright red, like a boiled crab, when stimulated by acupoints.

He was practicing the [Brahma Suppresses Hell] technique, and as his proficiency increased, this hard skill became increasingly difficult to master.

So much so that even his body couldn't withstand it.

Whether it was because of practicing martial arts or because the room was stuffy and suffocating with moisture, Meng Chuan felt a little dizzy.

My body felt as if it were filled with iron and lead, and I couldn't stop falling.

The practice of Brahma's Prison Suppression involves the entire body.

His body, bones, blood, muscles, and so on were all being melted and forged.

I want to lie down on the ground and rest comfortably, but my cultivation is not over yet, so how can I slack off?
At this moment, Meng Chuan looked like a withered flower, his skin collapsed and his sweat was murky.

But he still gritted his teeth and persevered; he knew his own situation best.

I can still hold on, and I can still train!

(End of this chapter)