With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 699 - 576: Martial Arts God! Qi Blood Breaks Three!

Chapter 699: Chapter 576: Martial Arts God! Qi Blood Breaks Three!

Strictly speaking, Hui Jue still belongs to the new generation of Shaolin Temple.

His realm and cultivation are the same as his, Martial Arts Grandmaster.

But considering age, Hui Jue is not even half of his lifespan...

If he were as old as him, he surely wouldn’t waste his days aimlessly.

Yet, obtaining the title of Celestial King Monk is also reasonable.

Thinking of this, the old monk couldn’t help but concede.

The Qin King, who unified the six realms during the Ancient Martial Era, set his capital here, for good reason.

A good place to nurture people...

"Haha, the Grandmaster flatters..."

Meng Chuan scratched his head, hearing someone praise his hometown.

He couldn’t help but smile, joy flashing on his face.

The old monk saw his "prideful forgetfulness," and changed his tone.

Squinting, he said blandly:

"It’s good that he’s gone, saves my disciple from being taught those nonsensical things, hindering his cultivation."

"..."

Meng Chuan fell silent.

If the old monk knew he had taught Jue Ming another breath cultivation technique, he might have kicked him out of the Western Sage Hall...

...

Early the next morning, the sun blazed.

Meng Chuan woke up early to practice with his staff, making a final push on Shaoshi Mountain.

Tomorrow he’ll leave the mountain, and go home!

He had agreed with Hui Jue Grandmaster to set off early in the morning.

Counting with his fingers, he can still make it home for lunch...

Anxious to return, Meng Chuan’s movements became more urgent.

His mind was restless, he knew it wasn’t right.

He hurried to calm his mood, squeezing the grip of his staff more firmly.

The long staff turned like a dragon, whistling through the air.

Though his mind was anxious, his hand remained steady.

The staff’s momentum shifted from fast to heavy, containing the routine of the Mountain-Breaking Earth-Shaking Fist, each strike like the crushing of mountains.

The force flowed from his grip to the body of the staff, gathering at the tip, erupting forth.

The tip touched the ground, borrowing strength to leap.

A spin with a "Heaven-Reversing Sweep," also like the start of "Leaping Horse Spear."

With the "Rampaging Dance," the shadow of the staff cascaded like a waterfall, shattering all the fallen leaves in the courtyard, ripples spreading ten meters away.

Suddenly, his fingers relaxed, releasing the long staff into the air.

Meng Chuan’s eyes brightened sharply, his right hand formed a sword with two fingers, a sharp metallic glint gathered at his fingertips.

Before the staff hit the ground, his left hand caught the tail end, and his right hand pointed seven times, wiping from the tip to the end, making it shine brightly.

During the military display, he didn’t forget to practice the Secret Technique "Golden Point Finger."

"Zheng——"

The ebony staff emitted a metallic resonance that echoed everywhere.

The staff’s entire body glowed softly with golden light, its weight suddenly increased by thirty percent.

Meng Chuan’s muscles flexed, switching to gripping the middle section of the staff with both hands.

Practicing the heavy-holding staff routine among the Mad Demon Staff techniques—"Worshiping Buddha to Subdue Demons, Eighteen Forms."

From the first form "Revering the Sacred Offering Jade," to the final form "Diamond Grindstone!"

The vigorous winds had condensed into a substantial green spiked light, as Meng Chuan wielded the treasured staff, galloping freely through the wilderness, stirring his Qi strength like a dragon.

The staff tip touched the ground, his right leg swept a semicircular arc, the momentum of the staff suddenly changed.

The long staff rose like the Monkey King’s Golden Rod, sweeping across to unleash a hurricane.

Leaping like an ape, the staff turned with him, each strike containing the force to cleave mountains.

Switching grips, all moved by intention, where the staff wind reached, carving a deep gorge into the ground, scattering rocks like rain.

The common staff gained his intention’s power blessing, making it seem indestructible, invincible!

Soon, Meng Chuan suddenly withdrew the staff and stood firmly.

The staff tail thumped on the ground, dust suspended and paused within a ten-meter radius.

Meng Chuan’s eyes flashed like lightning; at this moment, the long staff seemed truly alive in his hands.

He comprehended the essence of the Way of Long Weapons, seeing the staff not as a dead object, but an extension of his body.

Using his waistline as the axis, wielding the staff with Qi blood, the power flowing like a rushing river, retracting and releasing as wished.

True staff skills are not about sheer strength, but control!

The staff wind piercing the sky is not the goal, but being able to retract and release at will is the highest state.

The panel shimmered faintly, indicating that the Golden Point Finger, right in the midst of comprehension, officially stepped into the final realm.

[Golden Point Finger: Second level (99%) → Third level (1%)]

Reaching full mastery in three levels signifies the perfection of this Secret Technique.

At this level, weapons are no longer external objects, but thoroughly become part of oneself.

The true Unity of Man and Weapon is "the instrument moves with the heart, nothing withstands its path."

Where intention reaches, sharpness emerges.

Realizing this, Meng Chuan’s eyes retracted their brilliance.

However, that’s not the main focus yet.

The focus is on his additional gains in weapon striking techniques.

The Martial Theory and striking methods naturally encompass weapon striking.

Fist skills dominate, yet striking techniques also have their place.

Withdrawing the staff and standing, sensing deeply into his inner landscape.

Observing each towering Martial Theory peak, gaining several more inches.

Improvements in the Way of Weapon Striking ultimately boil down to another step in the path of self-discovery.

Like countless tributaries converging, flowing into the sea.

The vast ocean of Martial Theory striking is formed by gathering these little streams, achieving grand rivers!

For the synthesis between towering mountains, he felt a surge of enthusiasm.

In the realm, the Martial Theory peaks fused into one, constructing a towering giant mountain.

From self-discovery to the realm of understanding heaven and earth, it represents a significant leap.

Meng Chuan felt a boundless ambition, yet forced himself to calm down.

Wait a while longer...

It’s not yet time.

Attempting fusion now would surely fail.

Self-discovery is not yet complete, how can one understand heaven and earth?

Today’s breakthrough is merely in the Way of Weapon Striking.

There’s still considerable growth space in Martial Theory peaks related to the Five Elements, Eight Extremes, Tai Chi, and more.

Forcing fusion now, even if successful, is akin to pulling up seedlings to help them grow.

Moreover, using the Martial Arts philosophy to understand the heavens and earth at this time.

Ninety-nine percent chance of failure.

A fist technique that can transform Yuan Qi is the foundation of Martial Arts.

One needs to settle down for a while, and eventually, according to previous thoughts, comprehend the essence within the hundred schools of fist skills, then understand the heavens and earth.

When will that be the end?

Martial arts theory begins after entering the Rhyme Realm.

How is the progress in cultivation? Is there a standard measure?

Opinions vary.

In fact, it’s all about grasping it yourself; there’s no standard measure.

Every martial artist has different circumstances, and everyone has their own internal realm.

The understanding of Martial Arts theory also varies among individuals.

There has never been a definitive conclusion, and no one "dares" to draw a conclusion about Martial Arts!

Even if one reaches the level of Great Saint, learning in the way of Martial Arts continues without a claimed endpoint.

From knowing oneself to knowing the heavens and earth, and ultimately understanding the origin.

It’s like practicing divine skills and secret techniques; each step relies on one’s exploration without a "truth" for reference.

If someone could truly achieve this step, grasping the "truth of Martial Arts"...

Meng Chuan thought again of Chi Yan, who used to babble about divine power and divine authority.

In the way of Martial Arts, mastering the truth, determining order, and holding the methodology to bring Martial Arts cultivation to its endpoint.

"Such a person is the true God of Martial Arts, the Martial God..."

Is the eighth major limit the endpoint of Martial Arts, can one become "god"?

How could Meng Chuan draw a conclusion; his understanding of Martial Arts is shallow.

In this world, perhaps only the about-to-break-eight Zhao Dasheng could provide an answer...

Across the Cosmic Realm, across the entire universe, Martial Arts is merely a newly risen "little path" in a corner of Blue Star.

Regarding the understanding of "god," Meng Chuan is just starting.

Defining it now is like a frog at the bottom of a well.

Thinking about this now is as futile as running endlessly towards a distant mountain.

It’s better to practice diligently; overthinking is pointless.

At this moment, Meng Chuan couldn’t afford to think about these.

His body suddenly felt a strange sensation, a warm stream rushing from the tailbone straight to the neck, dispersing throughout the body.

Although he hadn’t made a major leap from [knowing oneself] to [knowing the heavens and earth],

a small step forward in understanding oneself through Martial Arts still caused the Yuanki from the heavens and earth to gather, enveloping him in warmth like jade.

Delving into the source, it was similar to breaking into the Rhyme Realm with the hitting technique.

The improvement in Martial Arts theory made his sensitivity to the heavens and earth deeper.

Interacting deeply with the natural flow of the heavens and earth, intercepting Yuanki to transform into Qi Blood.

Last time at Wudang Mountain, his Qi Blood surged from fourteen thousand to sixteen thousand.

Today, with the improvement of Martial Arts theory and hitting technique, another small breakthrough.

A deeper understanding of the natural world, how much Yuan Qi can be converted, how much Qi Blood can be increased?

Meng Chuan’s gaze lingered in the sky, quietly counting stars...

One star lit up, three stars...

Ten stars!

Starlight spread like a spider web, bursting forth like a flood.

Meng Chuan’s face and ears turned red, hot breaths emitted from mouth and nose, rolling like smoke.

His clenched fists surged forth, even greater power erupted vigorously.

Qi Blood coiled like a giant snake gathering at his arm, boundless strength.

But that’s not all!

Yuanki still lingered around, entangled in his body, creating knots, with meridians frantically transporting them under overload.

In an instant, the eleventh star was filled with Qi Blood effortlessly!

Stars waiting to be lit were visibly brightened from dim to glowing.

Once things settled down, it was counted.

This wave of improvement gathered a total of 28 stars!

Two thousand eight hundred new points of Qi Blood!

With a loud roar, Meng Chuan sprang up, releasing the suddenly increased immense power.

His figure shook like thunder during the leap.

Upon closer inspection, amidst the dense forest only traces of wind remained, difficult to discern with the naked eye.

The ground was full of shrubs and bodhi; logically, with his violent advance of several hundred meters per step, the dense forest should have collapsed long ago.

Yet, Meng Chuan maneuvered through the forest with no stalling, and not a single giant tree was felled by him.

It wasn’t that he used the power of intention to control the trees, but his Qi naturally merged with the trees.

The divine movement varied, created from the foundational Five Elements escape technique into top-notch body technique.

Adapting to the natural flow of Yuanki is a practiced skill.

Wandering through the forest, paired with the agility of the [Long Sky Technique],

Even if he moved a thousand meters per step, he wouldn’t crash into anything, this is the essence of body technique micro-control!

It was too fast, the explosive power of the body after the surge of Qi Blood made Meng Chuan’s heart surge.

Now, Qi Blood has broken through to over thirty thousand, entering the late stage of Martial Arts Family officially.

Coupled with his inherently strong physique, along with various body technique characteristics.

That’s how abnormal it is!

With current body technique, unless harnessing true strength, flying up as the [Martial Arts Grandmaster].

No one below four limits could outrun him.

In terms of speed explosion, he is already unbeatable.

If the Qi Blood surges further, breaks through...

Fifty thousand, sixty thousand?

"Even if you fly up in the sky, I gotta pull you down!"

Meng Chuan boasted boldly.

Breaking through Martial Arts Master, paired with ultimate liberation.

Exploding a step to soar a thousand meters high, it’s absolutely achievable!

During dawn practice, Grandmaster experts shall fly up and down, attacking from above.

Don’t say breaking through true strength, it’s out of reach.

How should one fight?

Thinking about this, creating a strategy, Meng Chuan also felt more at ease.

His red face gradually returned to normal.

All agitation calmed down.

Suppressing the newly born Qi Blood, Meng Chuan gathered the star armor, looking down, it could cover down to the mid-thigh.

Meng Chuan revealed a satisfied expression:

"Pretty good, the starlight armor can already protect the vital spots..."