pappabearbooks Chapter 423 - 388: Breaking Two’s Shackles, Talent and Scrap Material!
Chapter 423 - 388: Breaking Two’s Shackles, Talent and Scrap Material!
First point, under introspection, the six main branches of the meridians are fully developed. This signifies the first major obstacle, Earth Posture cultivation reaching perfection;Second point, the six points where the branches connect are filled with Qi blood without any leak;
Third point, the martial arts outline used to break physical limits reaches the extreme standard of the first major obstacle;
Fourth point, the coordination and unity of essence, energy, and spirit align within, laying the foundational conditions for constructing the circulation star system;
This step is most crucial when breaking the shackles.
The emphasis is on the physical state of the martial arts family member during their breakthrough.
If a martial artist fails to break through the first major obstacle.
At most, their body will be weak for a while, and they can take a few months to adjust their state to attempt a second impact.
However, starting from breaking through the second major obstacle, the mortality rate after a failed breakthrough drastically rises.
If there is no top-grade treasure pill or other means to protect the physique.
Every breakthrough is a battle to the death, where one stakes it all to survive.
The standard for the coordination and unity of essence, energy, and spirit is not fixed.
But the aura a person emits can serve as a criterion under certain circumstances.
What is the coordination and unity of essence, energy, and spirit?
To the observer, it neither feels oppressive nor weak.
It’s like sitting in a room with a comfortable temperature, naturally relaxed, because the essence, energy, and spirit are not pulling against each other, causing "discordant fluctuations."
The construction of the circulation star system is essentially the use of one’s essence, energy, and spirit to simulate the operational rules of the heavens and stars.
If the extension of meridians within is laying the star tracks internally.
The stars waiting to be lit on the star tracks are the manifestations of essence, energy, and spirit.
The essence is the mass of the star, determining whether it can exist steadily.
The energy is the force driving the star to move along the star track.
The spirit is the anchor point of the star, responsible for fixing each star’s position and association.
This is the focus on the martial arts family member’s level of control over themselves.
Meng Chuan feels he has no significant issues.
Although his three flowers of essence stand out, standing out is good. With the trait of the flesh flower, control is all that matters...
At the same time, with the consolidation of the "Cyan Stone Foundation" of spiritual power within him.
His spirit no longer drags behind during the process of Breaking Two.
Fifth point, the steadfastness of martial arts will.
This point depends entirely on the individual and is not fixed.
If one’s will is not steadfast, even if the first four items are all achieved, the progress will still fail, without any suspense.
Martial arts are like forging a sword, with will as the furnace.
If the furnace fire flickers, wavering and dimming, how can martial arts advance?
Just like a climber who, when nearing the peak, suddenly hesitates, steps on loose stones, takes a step back for every step forward, and ultimately falls off the cliff.
The so-called unsteadiness is not about weakness.
It’s about offering a self-destructive key in front of an obstacle that could have been broken through.
On this point, Meng Chuan has no worries; his martial arts will is terrifyingly steadfast!
Finally, using internal breath support, the body defies and transforms, completing the breakthrough.
Similar to the rationale when a martial artist breaks through the first major obstacle, each time the human body’s limit is broken, it prompts a transformation in the body.
The second major obstacle requires internal breath to assist in the breakthrough.
Forming a liquid vortex to wash away impurities in the body, returning cells to a fetal breath state, and catalyzing the body’s second transformation.
This last step tests the quality of the internal breath conversion by the spring eye, and Meng Chuan is equally confident in this.
Thus, overall, he is only short of the martial arts outline reaching the extreme of the first major obstacle to break through the second major obstacle.
When the fourth layer of [Dao Heart Seeds the Devil] reaches perfection, the realm breakthrough will happen naturally...
...
Returning his focus, as the proficiency with his mental technique improves, more new Qi blood is born within.
Recently, Meng Chuan has been refining Qi blood every day, becoming very familiar with this step.
After refining, a droplet of slightly heavy and deep red essence Qi falls onto his tendons and bones.
Prior to this, since the last increase in his momentum.
He has newly invested almost sixteen to seventeen hundred Qi and Blood Values.
Today, a quantitative change has once again triggered a qualitative change.
Almost doubling the amount needed for the last increase in momentum.
A light "crack" sound.
Like a previously hidden blockage in the bone seam being blown open.
That is the essence Qi blood gnawing away at the blockages between tendons and bones.
Under the action of this droplet of essence Qi, the bones seem to be tempered into a honey color.
The tendons also become soaked, turning an oily amber color.
At this moment, Meng Chuan remains in a state of introspection.
His eyelids stay unlifted, yet his entire body suddenly undergoes a change.
After eight hours of combined fist skill and mental technique training, his previously somewhat weary invisible momentum is affected.
At this moment, his momentum seems to be grasped by an invisible hand, pulling upwards along the refined tendons and bones!
"Hmm..."
Meng Chuan lets out a muffled groan.
Not from pain, but like a long-held tension finally finding release.
It feels like an invisible rod shoots from his tailbone straight to his crown.
If anyone were watching, they would perceive Meng Chuan, still seated, suddenly "stand" in perception.
Meng Chuan himself experiences a similar sensation, rising slowly to his feet.
Taking a few steps forward, he feels the winds around him swirling, as if avoiding his sharpness...
As his momentum further diffuses, Meng Chuan’s clothing flutters, and an observable air wave ring explodes around him.
The dust is pulverized into powder, spreading a rust-like savagery in the air.
Bang!
The snow pile beside him collides with this momentum, instantly collapsing into fragments.
If an ordinary person were swept by this aura, I’m afraid the outcome wouldn’t be much better than this snow pile...
After his muscles and bones underwent a second refinement of qi and blood essence.
His aura finally had the sharpness of martial arts slicing through illusions, like a knife coming to life.
However, this knife was not yet completely under Meng Chuan’s control.
Allowing it to swing freely could easily hurt someone.
Thinking of this, Meng Chuan gradually retracted the intangible aura around him, murmuring:
"Before mastering the momentum of martial arts, try to restrain the aura, don’t let it out..."
Especially when going home for the New Year, if he unleashed his aura among ordinary people, he might be metaphorically executed hundreds of times...
...
At the same time, in Fucheng, not far from Yong’an City.
Inside a residential building, the voices of a couple’s conversation could be heard:
"Old man, since you worshipped Grandmaster Lv, you seem to be in better spirits.
Also, when I went out today, I forgot to wear my thermal pants, yet I didn’t feel cold. Isn’t that strange?"
Hearing this, the man pretended to scold angrily:
"Silence! What’s strange about it? How are you talking? This is Grandmaster Lv showing divine signs!
Also, when you go out, don’t blab about it. The blessings of immortals are limited and shouldn’t be spread."
Hearing her husband’s words, the woman quickly whispered:
"I know... we’re just talking among ourselves here, I certainly won’t tell others."
The man nodded in satisfaction:
"Right, the fewer people who know about such good things, the better."
"Husband, do you think those high-flying martial artists can be like me, wearing just a single pair of pants in such cold weather and strolling outside?"
The man replied somewhat proudly:
"Tsk, tsk, I bet those martial artists are no better than us. Wife, since we’re in good spirits, why don’t we..."
"Oh, you rascal...啊呀..."
Their activities were so intense that the noise disturbed the downstairs neighbors.
The woman downstairs, hearing the thumping and squishing sounds from above.
Looked helplessly at her husband beside her.
"Listen, the people upstairs have so much energy all day long..."
"Ahem... they do. By the way, Xiaosong is almost at the age for martial arts training. Let’s enroll him in a martial arts school."
"Hmm... which one?"
"How about the Shenda Martial Arts School? The master there is not only highly skilled but also teaches well.
Moreover, when I went there for the new opening and did the renovation.
I found that the master of the Shenda Martial Arts School is also a follower of Immortal Lv!
I found a statue of Immortal Lv in the master’s office drawer as well..."
As he spoke, the man’s gaze drifted to the bedside table, secretly opening a small crack.
Wearing a Pure Yang headscarf, clad in a gray-blue robe, with a long beard, his demeanor was graceful.
The small statue depicted the Pure Yang Sword Immortal of the Eight Immortals—Lu Dongbin!
Meanwhile, enrollment was booming at the Shenda Martial Arts School.
In the newly renovated spacious martial arts dojo, Pei Shan held a misty crystal sphere, wandering around.
The gray crystal ball was carried behind his back, unnoticed by anyone.
Youths lined up for registration, not daring to breathe heavily, waiting for Pei Shan’s next move.
He leaned toward the front of a child, and the sphere flashed a light.
The child’s expression was nervous, yet Pei Shan beamed with a smile:
"Child, you can go home and tell your mom the good news, you’ve been accepted as a core student."
He then moved to another kid’s side, sensing the sphere behind his back flash again, quickly shaking his robe to cover the light.
His honest expression grew even more kind-hearted, bending down seriously, he said:
"Child, congratulations, you are about to become my three hundredth... third disciple to accept me as a master."
Ignoring this child’s ecstatic expression, Pei Shan continued to use the magic artifact to test the children enrolling in the martial arts school.
To become a believer in the gods and communicate with them,
"Spiritual Power" is crucial.
If the sphere glows, they are core talent;
If the sphere doesn’t change, they are ordinary talent... or rather, material.
The sphere approached a tall and silly-looking big guy, but it grew dimmer, almost emitting black smoke...
Pei Shan’s face turned dark; yet another useless one...
"Child, you should go next door to learn boxing. The Shenda Martial Arts School teaches according to your ability, and the things here are not suitable for you to learn."
Innately lacking spirit, here at the Demon Summoning Hall, not even qualified to be a candidate for this...
...
That day, heavy snow was falling on Lishan Mountain, but inside Meng Chuan’s house, it was steaming hot.
The sweat from his body evaporated into white smoke, filling the room with clouds and vapor.
Buzz...
His body continuously emitted a roaring sound, and Meng Chuan breathed heavily like an ox.
His naked body was stimulated by the apertures, turning red like a cooked crab.
He was practicing the "Brahma Heaven Suppressing Prison," which became increasingly difficult as his proficiency increased.
To the point that his body could hardly bear it.
Whether it was due to the practice or because the room was stuffy and enclosed by the vapor, Meng Chuan felt a bit dizzy.
His body seemed filled with lead and kept sinking.
The practice of Brahma Heaven Suppressing Prison involved the entire body.
His muscles, bones, blood, tendons, and everything else were undergoing fusion.
He wanted to lie down comfortably and rest, but since practice wasn’t over, how could he slack off?
At this moment, Meng Chuan felt like a withered flower, his skin collapsed with sweat.
Yet he still gritted his teeth and persevered, knowing his own condition well.
He could still hold on, still practice!