Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

"Trying to escape fate and avoid cause and effect, all sorts of shackles bind the true self!"

"The shackles of this world are but a dream, formless, shapeless, and without self..."

In the slums, in the noisy square, more and more people are queuing up to receive rice and grabbing lucky meat.

"There are more and more people."

When Shi Wen arrived and saw the scene with no fewer than several thousand people, he felt a heavy heart.

Perhaps what that young master Huang Xuanhe said was true; the aftermath of the war in the neighboring Tiannan Prefecture had already stirred up trouble in Heiyun County.

In the past few days, a large number of refugees from other places have poured into Heiyun County.

These refugees took any job they could find, which drove down wages in the city and caused a lot of riots and disturbances.

As the Taoist priests of the Fusheng Society preached, they attracted more and more poor people!

These refugees who fled here don't care who is right or wrong. As long as there is food, they rush forward with bloodshot eyes, fighting tooth and nail for it.

Originally, when the Taoist priests of the Fusheng Association were giving their sermons, only a few hundred people would watch the spectacle.

Line up to get rice, and pick up some lucky meat.

But things are completely different now!

The refugees pouring in from outside the city fought tooth and nail for the food. They would fight over anything, even rat meat, let alone something that looked similar to normal meat!

"Indeed, fortune and misfortune are intertwined..."

Shi Wen silently recited those words.

A few days ago, he was noticed by the Taoist priests of the Fusheng Association, who would prepare an extra bag of blessed meat for him every time he came.

At that time, he was quite wary.

But now it's discovered that without the extra bag of "lucky meat" every day...

I'm afraid he'll have a hard time managing to snatch even a few pieces of meat from among so many refugees.

"Savior from Suffering, Master Shi, you've arrived quite early today." The goatee-bearded Taoist Xiang Ju smiled as he looked him over, then took a bag of blessed meat from the young Taoist beside him and handed it to Shi Wen.

"Thank you for the meat, Taoist priest."

Shi Wen bowed, poured the small bag of meat into his own bag, and then returned the bag to the other person.

"Excellent, excellent. As long as you are willing to make offerings to the Holy Immortal Mother, that is fine." Xiang Ju smiled and looked him over, his eyes scanning him from head to toe. He said with some surprise, "It seems that you really love eating auspicious meat, Layman Shi."

"To be honest, I'm ashamed to say," Shi Wen said, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, "I don't know why, but ever since I ate the blessed meat, I feel itchy all over if I don't eat it. It's like ants are gnawing at my bones, and bugs are crawling in my heart. I wish I could eat blessed meat every day!"

"Master Shi, you flatter me."

Xiang Ju's forehead creased with a few black lines. "This is just ordinary meat, not an addictive drug. Layman, please don't talk nonsense and damage the reputation of my Fusheng Society."

"I exaggerated."

Shi Wen gave an awkward smile.

He took the blessed meat and turned to leave, rarely exchanging much with the Taoist priests of the Blessing Society.

This time, however, Xiang Ju stopped him, handed him a thin book, and said with a gentle smile, "Master Shi, you are destined to meet the Immortal Mother. I see that you have not been on the path of martial arts for long. This item may help you speed up your cultivation."

Seeing this, the young Taoist priest Ying Kuang became somewhat anxious.

I really wanted to stop it.

However, they dared not directly confront the middle-aged Taoist's imposing presence.

Once Shi Wen's figure disappeared into the crowd, Ying Kuang asked in confusion, "Elder, how could you pass on our lineage's breathing technique to him?"

The breathing technique is quite extraordinary.

A powerful breathing technique can accelerate the condensation of blood within the body, speeding up the progress of martial arts. At the same time, it allows impurities and filth around the body to resonate with the heavens and earth through breathing, expelling them!

Breathing techniques emphasize the unity of breathing, walking, and mental focus!

Their breathing techniques vary in quality, but they are all closely guarded secrets within the lineage.

It has the effects of accelerating martial arts cultivation, condensing blood and qi, strengthening one's foundation, and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. These are all rare secret techniques!

If word gets out and the clan leader finds out, he'll lose his head!

"Heh, just an incomplete breathing technique. What kind of trouble can this kid cause?"

Xiang Ju said calmly, "Didn't you see how perfectly suited this child is to the blessed meat? After consuming the blessed meat, which is diluted with precious blood, this child even has a very faint aura of precious blood on his body. If we can raise this bait to maturity, wouldn't this mission be much easier to succeed?"

"But the time is too short. How long will it take for this child to become satisfactory bait after eating so much of this 'lucky meat'?"

"It would be better to pass on the Breathing Technique to him, so that this boy can refine his internal energy and blood to a pure and powerful level. At that time, it should not be difficult for him to succeed."

"As for the lost secret technique..." Xiang Ju laughed, "Once the bait is gone after this incident, how could the breathing technique be passed on?"

How could a peasant escape his grasp?

Putting everything else aside, let's just talk about the realm of martial arts.

He alone could slaughter all the so-called martial arts masters in Black Cloud County!

Ying Kuang hesitated for a moment, then asked again, "Elder, if this boy learns the breathing technique, his speed of martial arts cultivation will probably increase several times, or even ten times. Shouldn't we be on guard?"

"You possess the exceptional talent of the twelfth rank, born with steel ribs, a true martial arts prodigy. How long has it taken you to cultivate this breathing technique?"

Xiang Ju did not answer, but instead asked a question.

Ying Kuang thought for a moment and said, "Two months."

"You still needed two months. This child has ordinary talent; how long will it take him to master the breathing technique?"

Xiang Ju scoffed, "I dare to do this because I have the confidence that no one can escape my control!"

"Elder, you are right!" Ying Kuang replied respectfully.

"You only need to be wary of the Jiyang Society. I suspect they've been secretly making moves lately," Xiang Ju said, frowning. "These refugees and displaced people have always been their methods."

"Elder, what exactly is the situation in Tiannan Prefecture?"

Xiang Ju asked curiously, "I heard that a group of rebels has appeared over there, shaving their heads and beards, shouting for reform and overthrowing the feudal imperial system. They've even forged some kind of iron weapon that can kill martial artists. What's going on?"

"This level is beyond our control."

Xiang Ju's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Presumably, there must have been a being at the level of a Celestial Mother who made a mistake during the process of refining a certain realm in Tiannan Prefecture, causing the illusion and reality to overlap, thus causing the entire Tiannan Prefecture to collapse."

"It's estimated that most of the people in Tiannan Prefecture are dead. Even if they aren't, the imperial court will eventually send people to suppress and kill them all."

"These unorthodox things will be severely suppressed and eliminated by the imperial court, and it is absolutely impossible for them to spread."

"These are things that we martial artists cannot concern ourselves with."

"We martial artists, to put it nicely, are high and mighty, but in reality, we're nothing more than larger ants. Sigh..."

Upon hearing the news, Ying felt an indescribable sense of unease.

His physique is said to be of the twelfth grade, an exceptional physique, a natural steel plate rib, a martial arts prodigy. But in the association, who isn't a martial arts prodigy?

I really don't know if people like them will ever get ahead...

"Don't think too much about it. Once this matter is settled and the Holy Son of our lineage has greatly increased his power, he may be able to pass the summons ceremony, at which time we can also become his subordinates."

Xiang Ju offered a word of comfort.

A hopeful look also appeared on Ying Kuang's face.

Meanwhile, on the street several miles away...

Shi Wen sat in a teahouse, drinking tea and observing the words and patterns on the notebook.

An indescribable strangeness appeared on his face.

"Did that Taoist priest teach me the breathing technique?"