With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 518 A Sudden Increase in Strength, and a Debt Crisis!
Finding an open space, Meng Chuanxian sat down cross-legged.

They took the initiative to guide the internal affairs and suppress this "riot".

Originally, every time vital energy entered the body, it would be transformed into blood and qi power simultaneously through fists and feet.

This was the first time he had observed what it looked like when vital energy was stored in the body.

The thunderous inner energy unleashed an intimidating pressure, gathering the misty liquid into a handful.

Then stretch it out; it has good extensibility, like a crimson river flowing through the inner world.

I'd estimate around 50 milliliters?

Because it was viewed from within the inner world, Meng Chuan was also unsure.

He dared not remove it from his body, for fear of giving back to the world.
Blood loss.
How much vital energy can be transformed into blood and qi can be found out with a test.

The observation has ended.

Meng Chuan slowly stood up. He had been lying down for a long time and hadn't practiced for many days, so his body was a bit loose.

But it doesn't matter.

There is a certificate that will last forever; there is no way that my fighting skills will decline in the slightest. It's just a psychological effect.

Discard distractions and get into a boxing stance.

It draws out a gentle flow of true energy.

Now, unless you specifically say you're aiming to break through the limits of a particular style of boxing, it's not about pushing your limits.

Practicing boxing at will in this way can better facilitate the integration of martial arts principles and techniques between the sacred mountains and the heavens.

A blue-purple light flashed, spreading out with the fist's edge like a cascading waterfall.

The body's vital energy was so abundant that wisps of red smoke emanated from every pore, almost overflowing.

Meng Chuan was greatly alarmed!

"Don't run!"

Hurry up and start punching.

A large amount of vital energy is rapidly transformed into blood and qi to fill the body as the muscles and bones are stretched and strengthened.

As time went on, Meng Chuan's momentum increased with each set of boxing techniques he completed.

The friction between muscles and bones produced a sound like thunder.

The qi and blood surged and floated, like smoke rising ten feet high!

While continuing to practice boxing to digest the energy, he introspected and examined himself.

in vivo.

As the mist gradually shrinks, the Qi and blood spread and grow wildly, traveling along the star trails.

Wherever it passed, acupoints were instantly filled and illuminated.

Looking down at the sky as a whole, it shines even brighter.

He looked down further, towards the interior.

Previously, when looking down, one could only catch a glimpse of the mountain's peak.

At this moment, the starlight shone brighter, revealing more of the sacred mountain.

Even the other small hills, Meng Chuan could see their pointed ends.

Wonderful!

He regained his composure and continued punching to digest the energy.

These were originally the primordial energy of heaven and earth gathered through the core method of the [Dao Heart Seed Demon] technique.

The transformation at this moment is very smooth and natural, without any flaws or hesitations.

It's just that the amount was a bit too much for a while, and as a result, he looked a bit like a cooked crab on his body.

His skin glowed reddish-brown, and as his internal energy circulated, heat transformed into white mist that surged and boiled, bursting out of his body through his pores.

The whole process lasted a full quarter of an hour before his skin turned a healthy wheat color.

They got all from practicing martial arts and getting sunburned.

In fact, there are fleshy flowers.

Whether he wants his skin to be white or dark is just a matter of a single thought, but he simply doesn't care about such things.

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Meng Chuan let out a long sigh of relief.

The final burst of heat transformed into billowing white mist that shot out from his mouth, like a dragon's breath, lasting for a full ten seconds before finally subsiding.
"Damn it, that brat Dao Xin, how much has he embezzled?"

After regaining his composure, he looked at the star trails again.

With high morale, they are mustering their troops!
The last time, more than 140 stars were lit up by the Qi and blood.

At this moment, he counted the extra ones, and there were as many as 37!
Three thousand seven hundred points of Qi and Blood!

His total Qi and blood volume has exceeded 22,000 points!

Cool!
With so much Qi and blood, how strong is it?

It is blessed with various qualities and a strong physique.

Meng Chuan felt as if he could punch a hole in the sky and shatter the void.
Of course, this is just the "swelling sensation" brought about by the massive gathering of qi and blood.

The impact of such immense power cannot be achieved simply by having great strength.

In reality, the force was only several tons greater; a palm strike could only collapse a villa.

It's nothing.
Meng Chuan is from Versailles.
Coming to his senses, he then remembered his master Luo Guanyun's Dao heart.
How many were swallowed up?
Tens of thousands of points, or hundreds of thousands?
He couldn't imagine what it would be like to help his master also force out his vital energy.

After digestion, it won't instantly become a "respected" being, will it?
He shook his head, trying to stop thinking about it.

My master didn't have all these tricks up his sleeve; he had also "died once" before he was able to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

Oh shit!

Meng Chuan came to his senses, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

As one progresses in the future, if one does not exercise restraint, one's desire for worldly gain will increase.

Could we allow inner demons to appear once a year, at a fixed time and place, to properly temper our Dao heart?
But he only thought about it.

In reality, let's forget about it.
The terror of his inner demons was activated by the rebirth and nirvana technique that he had never used since he acquired it.

It can be seen!
He later transformed into a being with three heads and six arms; if it weren't for the great help of the eminent monks...

After a fierce battle, the outcome remains uncertain.

He's become honest; he's completely honest now.

Before constructing the physical concert hall, the liberation of the body must be controlled.

It's not that defeating your inner demons once will kill the enemy.

The problem must be addressed at its root in order to eradicate it completely.

In other words, it was only temporarily sealed away.

If it is not controlled, it will inevitably backfire sooner or later.

This time they really learned their lesson.
However, recalling Huiyuan, Meng Chuanhuo came up again.
If it weren't for this bastard causing trouble, I wouldn't be in such a dangerous situation.
He holds grudges!

I was so angry I could grind my teeth.

But now that we are in Shaolin, we must continue our studies.

He could only suppress his anger and avoid making himself miserable.

"Don't let me see you outside again." Huiyuan must be killed, not even Buddha himself!

He secretly added this person to his kill list.

Huiyuan's position was even higher than Li Xiao's.

Second only to Fang Jianxing.

Once Fang Jianxing is eliminated, Huiyuan will be the number one target on the kill list.
His thoughts gradually calmed down.

Being able to suppress anger shows that he has grown a lot.

After regaining his composure, he thought of something else.
"If I demolish the martial arts academy, can I still stay in the temple to study? Will I have to pay compensation? Does Master have enough money? Will I have to work for the Shaolin Temple to pay off debts?"

It's just some bricks and rubble, it shouldn't cost too much money.
I finally saved up some money and was planning to go back to Yong'an to set up a treasure trove.

Right now, I estimate I'll be in debt.
Meng Chuan silently added another note to Huiyuan's name in his mind.

Filled with unease, I slowly walked back into the garden.
Master Baibao and the Venerable Shakyamuni did not come out; they were still waiting for him to return.

What's meant to happen will happen; there's no use hiding from it.
Meng Chuan tiptoed into the room.

Upon closer inspection, the two were not there.

"Hmm, huh?!"

Turning around again, I was suddenly jolted awake.

The Buddha's expression was a half-smile, and he stood behind Master Bai Bao.

"Amitabha Buddha, young benefactor Meng, have you been frightened again?"

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Meng Chuan cupped his hands and smiled bitterly.

"Masters, you have worked so hard this time. I am extremely grateful."

"You're too kind. Come, don't leave yet, sit down and let's talk."

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The three of them didn't stand on ceremony and sat on the ground.

This room was originally intended for Meng Chuan to use as a temporary residence at the Shaolin Temple.

The room contained only a bed and a wardrobe, with no other tables, chairs, or benches.

The Buddha was sitting opposite him.

So close, the wrinkles and furrows on the old man's face were clearly visible.

He felt uneasy under the old monk's gaze and couldn't help but scratch his head to ease the awkwardness, wondering what the monk wanted to do.
"Young benefactor Meng, judging from your appearance, I just released some energy, and your blood and qi have increased dramatically?"

The Buddha noticed that his complexion was extremely rosy.

The traces of inner demons have completely vanished.

It shouldn't be
Again.

The calamity of inner demons is not a matter of fortune and misfortune being interdependent; it is only calamity that disturbs the mind.

It's already a great blessing that we were able to get through this.

Not only did this kid survive, he actually managed to turn misfortune into good fortune?
What incredible luck!
The Buddha's insight is far beyond what ordinary fifth-level beings can comprehend.

But I still don't understand why Meng Chuan's blood and qi have increased this time.

Moreover, the sheer increase in quantity is something that cannot be achieved through breakthroughs in ordinary boxing techniques.

This child has never cultivated any divine skills; the massive gathering of the primordial energy of heaven and earth is definitely not a martial art.

But
"Can subduing the extremely powerful [Bo Xun] grant me vital energy?"

The Buddha asked himself a question.

I looked at him and waited for his explanation.

Meng Chuan was quick-witted and thought things through rapidly.

It concerns matters of the heart, so it's best not to reveal them.

Moreover, he himself was unaware of it.

Why would a demon possess one's Dao heart, and after being defeated by it, unleash all the primordial energy of heaven and earth that the Dao heart had coveted?

He didn't understand the underlying principle.

These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and then he spoke:
“Venerable one, I am trapped in the world of inner demons and cannot find a way out, so I have devoted myself to practicing boxing.”

Having gained some insights into the art of self-discovery through combat, he immediately intensified his efforts to break through his limitations after emerging from that state.

This is indeed true; the method of practice in the Formless Sutra that he received from the Patriarch Kasyapa is exactly like this.

One is thinking, the other is practicing.

To understand martial arts principles and techniques, one must practice fist and foot fighting skills.

Both can contribute to increasing martial arts proficiency.

However, progress has been slow, even after experiencing the inner demon world and "training to death".

I've just finished digesting it, let's look at the panel.

It only increases proficiency by about 10%.

"Fighting techniques."

The Buddha nodded slightly, vaguely understanding something.

It seems this boy's martial arts talent is truly extraordinary.

This encounter must have been due to some understanding of the new version of the "Formless Sutra" by Master Kasyapa.

This allowed him to break through his martial arts realm.

How good! How good!
Bai Bao sat cross-legged to the side, smiling without saying a word.

If it weren't for the fact that I had previously had an in-depth exchange with Luo Guanyun regarding the core teachings he practiced, I wouldn't have been able to achieve this.

At this point, he had no choice but to be fooled.
He felt that the real reason was not so, and that Meng Chuan was hiding something.

But Bai Bao could understand, after all, the cultivation method practiced by the master and disciple was extremely unorthodox.

Luo Guanyun was also in dire straits, and when he was seeking a solution earlier, he had revealed some information to himself.

If extremists were to learn of this technique, it would surely cause a stir.

The case of Huiyuan serves as a cautionary tale.

This kid is smart; he knows what he should and shouldn't say.

Coming to his senses, Bai Bao changed the subject and asked:
"Young Master Meng, judging from your outward appearance, you are full of vitality. But what about your inner spirit?"

The three elements of essence, energy, and spirit represent the most basic physical state of a martial artist.

Only when all three are abundant can it be said that one is in good condition.

Meng Chuan only realized this belatedly after hearing Master Bai Bao's reminder.

Sensing a movement, I probed into the depths of my consciousness.

On the outer perimeter, the charred remains on the solid walls, waiting for time to smooth everything over.

Looking deeper, the sea level constructed by spiritual energy has changed slightly.

Meng Chuan was startled; the height had increased by a full fifth.

The total amount of mental energy has greatly increased!

(End of this chapter)