With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 391 Displaying Heavenly Treasures Before the Public!

All of this made Meng Chuan feel warm and fuzzy.

Coming to his senses, he quickened his pace and arrived at his destination in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Yong'an Government Affairs Comprehensive Office Building.

"Xiao Meng, over here!"

Outside the gate, an elderly man wearing a silky stand-up collar coat was waving at Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan smiled and gestured, indicating that the old man was the former principal of Ping'an Middle School.

Zong is currently the Deputy Director of the Publicity Department of Yong'an.
"Uncle Zong, you've been promoted again? You're even wearing an executive jacket now."

Director Zong looked at the young martial artist, who was over two meters tall and exuded an imposing aura, and laughed heartily:
"Would you like one too? You look quite smart in it!"
I'm getting old; all I do is pave the way for the younger generation.

Meng Chuan laughed:

"You're still young. Keep getting anti-aging injections, and you'll be able to look thirty again sooner or later."

"Goodness, if I keep fighting, I'll be able to go back to my mother's womb, right? Hahaha."

Director Zong smiled especially happily, having not seen Meng Chuan for a long time.

And to be fair, anti-aging injections are indeed effective.

Without Meng Chuan, he simply couldn't afford it with his salary alone.

The two chatted and laughed as they entered the gate.

The security personnel at the gatehouse also greeted them with smiles and did not follow the rules to stop or question them.

Who in Yong'an doesn't know Meng Chuan's face and his tough appearance?

This is the God of War of Yong'an! He will have no obstacles wherever he goes!
Meng Chuan bowed and smiled at the gatekeeper, then heard Director Zong beside him say:

"But don't do anything to me after that. I'll keep getting the injections and won't stop."

But you must leave this opportunity to show filial piety to Zongping.

Zongping was his eldest nephew, Meng Chuan knew that.

He smiled and said:
“Uncle Zong, let me do it. Zong Ping is still in the sprint stage of becoming a martial artist. We can talk about filial piety when he becomes a martial artist.”

"You silly child, sigh."

Director Zong was quite touched; Meng Chuan's fondness for old times left him speechless.

"Alright, Principal, I'm going to find Secretary Wang now. See you later."

Director Zong reached out and gently smoothed the corner of Meng Chuan's clothes.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy. When Zongping comes back tomorrow, we'll have a meal together at Uncle's place."

"no problem!"

Half an hour later, Meng Chuan stepped out of the government affairs hall.

He spoke with Secretary Wang and they discussed the news about the national talent pool.

Secretary Wang, being a martial arts master, naturally knew the secrets about the "temple".

The other party guaranteed that Meng Chuanping would succeed in excavating the temple.

With their own abilities, they will surely be selected for the national talent pool.

Meng Chuan felt much more at ease after that.

With his current strength, those high-level resources that require special battle achievements and killing great demons to obtain are easily accessible to him.

It's still far from enough.

His physical constitution still needs improvement, as does his foundation from the Three Flowers Essence, and those items that have incredible effects on martial arts, etc.

These resources are either top-grade rare elixirs or rare "heavenly treasures" that are scarce in the world.

Natural treasures are not only a term exclusive to plants, but also include animals, minerals, and other items.

Like rare artifacts, these are precious items naturally formed and few in number.

As long as it can be used in martial arts, it is a "natural treasure".
Those that can be used in medicine will be made into pills to maximize their medicinal effects.

Some of the ingredients that cannot be used in medicine must be swallowed directly by martial artists, who then use their qi and blood to digest the potent medicinal properties.

Meng Chuan had specifically looked at the "Illustrated Catalogue of Natural Treasures" compiled by the Great Chu Dynasty online.

Thanks to the fact that the certificate is valid for life, he memorized it after just one reading.

Subsequently, I memorized the medicinal properties and characteristics of these unearthed natural treasures.

These treasures are generally categorized by their rarity and efficacy.

Like martial arts realms, they are divided into seven grades, from one to seven.

For example, why did the Creation White Bone Pill that Meng Chuan had taken before have such a good effect on changing one's bones?

Besides the White Bone Demon's True Spirit as the main ingredient, it also contains other materials.

Also added was a grade-three rare and precious herb called "Lin Gu Ye".

A third-grade item is already a rare find.

Higher-grade natural treasures are rarely seen by ordinary martial artists in their entire lives.

After reviewing the catalog, Meng Chuan already had two goals: to acquire talent through the National Talent Pool.

One is the "Millennial Snow Lotus" of Changxian Mountain, and the other is the "Golden Tears of Immortals" of Jiuyan Zhushan City.

The former did it for his master, while the latter did it for himself.

As he walked home, Meng Chuan pondered:

"Millennium Snow Lotus, a fifth-grade treasure. Legend has it that this item appears in the deepest part of Changxian Mountain. It takes a hundred years to mature to the third grade, and after ten thousand years, it can even be used for the needs of a Great Sage."
The efficacy of this item is recorded in the "Illustrated Catalogue of Natural Treasures".

Its lotus seeds possess powerful purifying and restorative properties; after consumption, they can clear impurities and hidden dangers from a martial artist's body, making them perfect for Master's use.”

Although Luo Guanyun has broken through to the Grandmaster level, he is still plagued by resentment within his spiritual platform, and releasing the lightning seed would cause him to fall into demonic possession.

If this item can be obtained through the talent pool, it will eliminate the risk of demonic possession.

On the other hand, Meng Chuan also didn't want his master to continue being a "bottom-ranked grandmaster".
"The gold of the immortal tears is occasionally found deep within the turquoise mining area."

Its entire body is emerald green, yet it has a pearly, lustrous golden sheen, resembling solidified tears of immortals.

A piece the size of a fingernail is enough to slightly enhance my spiritual foundation.

If I can get a piece the size of a fist, the bluestone will definitely be promoted to the [Foundation of Mysterious Iron].

The transformation from bluestone to black iron greatly benefited him, as it elevated his spiritual foundation.

It not only helps to enhance the quality of mental strength, but also helps to condense the "Flower of God" when attempting to become a martial arts grandmaster in the future.

Moreover, it can stabilize the mind, see through illusions, and make it difficult to be deceived by "illusions".

With so many benefits, Meng Chuan couldn't help but look forward to how much help the national talent pool could provide him.

When he got home and smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, he finally stopped thinking.

"I won't say anything too outrageous, just give me a ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus and a truckload of Immortal Tears Gold, that will be enough." Knowing that Meng Chuan was coming back, Xue Na was cooking in the kitchen.

Hearing him enter the house, she rushed out without even bothering to finish cooking.

In the living room, Meng Chuan embraced his uncle, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

After they separated, Meng Yongzhi looked up in surprise and said:

"My goodness, Chuan'er, your figure is getting more and more exaggerated."

I've seen some martial artists in America who can grow to four or five meters tall. You can't possibly grow that tall, can you?

Meng Yongzhi's voice trembled slightly, somewhat intimidated by Meng Chuan's pure physical imposing presence.

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan's mind stirred, and he shrank his body a size smaller.

As they get closer to the second limit, even their momentum diminishes.

He still possesses an uncontrollable, invisible magnetic field that stimulates the senses of ordinary people and low-level martial artists.

It's not a big problem; we can just "compress" it and reduce the perceived size.

When Meng Yongzhi saw Meng Chuan, whose figure had suddenly shrunk by a size, he was even more surprised.

"Chuan'er, is this what it means to be a martial artist? Able to change size at will?"

Xue Na, standing nearby, also clicked her tongue in amazement.

Coming to her senses, she remembered the food in the pot and hurried back to the kitchen.

Meng Chuan pulled his uncle down to sit and said with a smile:
“Not necessarily, Uncle. For example, there’s Chief Inspector Lung Kau, whom you often see, as well as other martial artists and other abilities that I don’t possess.”

Meng Yongzhi was deeply moved; martial arts were truly amazing.

"By the way, Uncle, hasn't my sister come back yet?"

"You mean Meng Yiyi? Her flight was delayed, so I'll drive to the airport to pick her up this afternoon."

"Let's eat first. Help your aunt carry a plate; we'll eat lunch first, don't worry about her."

"it is good."

After the meal, Meng Chuan went up to the attic to practice his mental cultivation techniques.

His face lit up with joy as the notification appeared on the panel.

I am very close to achieving the fourth level of perfection.

Just as he was about to begin today's external training class, he heard his uncle's voice downstairs; someone had come to see him.

Meng Chuan looked puzzled, and only after going downstairs did he realize that the person who came was the property manager of Huayun Mansion.

A middle-aged man with his hair slicked back and dressed in a suit.

"Happy New Year, Xiao Meng! Our property management would like to ask for your cooperation in filming our New Year promotional event."

"Sorry, I'm busy practicing martial arts."

"It will only take half a day, please."

"I've made my meaning very clear."

Meng Chuan interrupted him directly.

"I'm so sorry to bother you. I wish you and your family a happy life."

After saying that, the manager smiled broadly.

He closed the door and left, leaving the gifts he was carrying on the ground.

Meng Chuan was about to go out to return the items to the other party when Meng Yongzhi stopped him.

"I'll return it to him when I pick up Meng Yiyi this afternoon, so don't worry about it."

"Row."

Meng Chuan changed his mind and returned to the rooftop to continue his cultivation, putting the matter out of his mind.

With the break-2 mark looming, he didn't have time for these things.

Watching Meng Chuan's retreating figure as he went upstairs, Xue Na sighed with emotion:
"Chuan'er is really something. He rejected the other party, but Manager Wang still had to greet him with a smile."

She was just an ordinary housewife.

In her eyes, this is a sign of being promising and capable.

Meng Yongzhi smiled proudly:

"That's right. Don't you even consider Chuan'er's current status? Not talking about money would only lower the image of the real estate company."

"Old Meng, you're right."

With the Spring Festival approaching, Huayun Mansion is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

An artificial lake within the residential community.

Meng Chuan returned a couple of days ago and, in order to spend more time with his family, he has been practicing mental cultivation and physical exercises at home.

Today, I finally couldn't resist coming out to box.

The current weather is still a bit tough for ordinary people.

Meng Chuan stepped out of his house and looked into the distance; only two figures were moving about by the lake.

As he got closer, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up.

It was Liu Sanduo and Chen Xuewu, the master and apprentice.

"Long time no see, Xiao Meng."

When Liu Sanduo saw Meng Chuan, he stopped teaching and greeted him.

Meng Chuan's figure flickered for a moment, then he stood firmly beside the two of them and smiled:

"Uncle Liu, Xuewu, it's been a long time."

"Brother Chuan, you just got back from the mountain?"

Chen Xuewu also attended military school on the other side of Lishan Mountain and just graduated a few days ago.

Meng Chuan nodded. It had been a long time since they last met. The other man's muscles were very well-defined, and his arms had a dark, jade-like luster.

He recognized at a glance that Chen Xuewu had also started practicing hard kung fu.

"You're learning martial arts, are you practicing Iron Shirt? You look like you're close to mastering it."

Chen Xuewu nodded and said:

"Yes, my school teacher said that I have a good talent in the art of [essence]."

Then I started practicing, and within a year I reached a high level. Not bad, Chuan-ge, right?

Meng Chuan encouraged him:
"That's good, keep up the good work."

Beside him, Liu Sanduo also instructed his apprentice:
"As for hard skills, you should consult your brother Meng. Don't be shy, he's an expert in this field."

(End of this chapter)