With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 211 - 197: Xiang Wang True Martial, Expanding Meridi

"Ah hu~"

Zhenzhen Zheng was panting heavily, reaching out to smooth her wrinkled collar, her bun had already fallen apart into a ss of loose hair.

On the rockery.

The two big cats thought it was feeding ti, crouching low as they stealthily approached her from behind.

Zhenzhen Zheng turned her head, sensing these two were preparing to ambush her. She quickly leaped in front of the two tigers and knocked them out with a punch each.

How could an Eight Gates Martial Artist be bullied by ordinary tigers? Even with weaker strength, they have Qi Blood as their foundation, able to exert force over a thousand pounds with just a casual swing.

Afterwards, she stepped on the heads of the two silly beasts and leapt out of the Tiger Garden, shouting towards ng Chuan.

"I’m angry! Take out for dinner!"

Zhenzhen Zheng jokingly scolded.

"I have sothing to do, I’ll go first, next ti for sure."

ng Chuan said and slipped away without turning back.

It happened to be the ti Luo Guanyun got off work, having a al with his master before practicing martial arts was always a wonderful thing.

Most importantly, he didn’t have ti to treat tonight and needed to consult Master Luo about Pile Skill.

This relates to the traits of his comprehension, more important than anything else.

Zhenzhen Zheng watched ng Chuan leave, speechless.

"ng Chuan... is he angry?"

She felt dejected, feeling as if she had ssed up.

Coincidentally, the evening wind blew over, tousling her scattered hair.

Thinking of how ng Chuan had just supported her waist, she suddenly felt her earlobes burning.

Her heart was pounding, she turned and darted back into the Tiger Garden.

Sticking out her devilish claws, she vigorously rubbed the heads of the two big cats to calm herself down.

Feeling the fluffy texture in her hands, it felt quite similar to a gentle stirring deep in her heart.

...

That night, at Luo Guanyun’s house.

As ng Chuan finished his standing posture, Luo Guanyun nodded and said:

"The Qi flows throughout the body, circulating like the tide, long cycles and slow breathing, seemingly in sync with the heavens and earth.

Chuan, your Human Posture has indeed reached Perfection."

ng Chuan asked:

"Master, what if I want to advance further?"

He didn’t directly ntion Limit Breaking to avoid making a blatant error.

Because unlike Fist Skill or Body Technique, Pile Skill doesn’t have clearly defined proficiency levels.

Luo Guanyun knew ng Chuan’s "old problem" acted up again.

However, this wasn’t a bad thing, knowing the reason behind things is also a precious spirit of research.

He thought for a mont, then slowly said:

"A martial artist’s Qi Blood limit is known to be 598 points. Yet why can most people only refine Qi Blood to just over five hundred by practicing fists?

It’s not because they’re inherently different; it’s related to the Qi Blood carrying capacity of the human body’s ridians.

Though the state of Perfection is the sa, Pile Skill illustrations are like so, but human bodies vary.

Perhaps during the standing posture, so tiny habits might affect your ridian expansion efficiency.

There’s also a slight chance your ridian strength could exceed the norm, though just slightly.

The Pile Skill illustrations are correct, but the posture that suits you best is the ideal one. I don’t encourage you to try finding it again; spending ti on practicing fists is preferable.

A little more or less Qi Blood doesn’t matter much, becoming a Martial Arts Family mber as soon as possible is key.

Once you progress, enhancents from the Diversification acupoints will far exceed fiddling with Pile Skill."

"I understand, Master."

With Master Luo’s guidance, ng Chuan now knew how to break the limits of Pile Skill.

First, he’d practice fists with his master, then try verifying it when he got back.

Ti flies while practicing fists, and Shimu brought over fruits for them to take a break.

"Your recovery is good, Chuan, when will you enter the Martial Arts Family?"

Ren Ping curiously asked.

ng Chuan speared a piece of cantaloupe with his fork, smilingly said:

"Thanks to Shimu’s healing True Qi, I’ll strive to progress within the next year."

"That’s soon, only a year later than Luo ng at that ti."

Luo ng was her daughter, also her pride.

Luo Guanyun paused and said:

"Luo ng practiced martial arts from a young age, even if she later abandoned Pile Skill to switch to Elephant Form, she had a foundation laid by her father, who knows how much good stuff was fed back then...

Though Chuan started late, his potential is not inferior to Luo ng. Make your master proud and surpass her in the future!"

"Yes, I’ll strive hard."

ng Chuan nodded, focusing on the fruits in the bowl.

The disciple indeed shared his master’s sentints, Luo Guanyun laughed and said:

"Your trait is stronger than Luo ng’s ’Ethereal’, the only shortcoming, to be honest, is your foundation is a bit lacking.

Your master bought you treasure dicine to improve your foundation, didn’t he?

The state treasury holds better non-sale items, those never entering the market.

Train well, and when the ti cos, ascend Taihang and reach the top of Shanghai to explode it from the treasury.

True Martial matters, your master will settle for you, ensuring you enjoy it before becoming a Martial Arts Family."

He previously sold his ancestral ’Golden Exquisite’, exchanged for ’Life-extending Pill’, now Luo Guanyun didn’t have True Martial on hand.

But he didn’t plan to buy for himself first, intending to save more for the disciple to get it all at once.

How can a First Grade True Martial match the disciple’s talent? It might get obsolete quickly.

"Thank you, Master Luo!"

"No need for thanks. By the way, do you currently have enough money for training?"

Luo Guanyun slapped his palm and laughed, then asked about the disciple’s funding.

He knew that ng Chuan had won a two million dollar bonus, but this kid’s martial arts training is both varied and expensive.

Just the practice of the Five Elents Qiankun Fist requires ten thousand dollars each day, and his hard skills are an even larger expenditure; two million might not really be enough.

"It’s enough, Master Luo. Yesterday, Principal Yang also transferred a million as an upgrade reward."

Luo Guanyun nodded and said:

"That’s good. If it’s not enough, feel free to tell your master anyti."

Ren Ping listened beside them and did not express any opinion.

Although her feelings with ng Chuan are not so close, she is as clear as a mirror about the potential of her husband’s apprentice.

No matter how much effort is invested, it will have greater returns in the future. Ren Ping’s outlook is also quite grand.

ng Chuan nodded with a smile; Master Luo almost asks him every so often if he has enough money, but even if it’s not enough, he is embarrassed to ask.

There are few true masters who can prepare true martial weapons for their apprentices.

Even the house is bought by Master Luo; it’s really hard to repay everything the master has given him.

Only the Limit-breaking Thunder Technique, eliminating its disadvantages, as stated in the first apprenticeship.

[Promote the Primordial Spirit Thunder Planting Skill.]

After ng Chuan left, Luo Guanyun returned to the room with his wife to do their own things.

An hour later, Luo Guanyun sat smoking at the bedside.

Ren Ping hugged her husband from behind, smiling, and said:

"This Doma Skill is indeed effective, much stronger now."

Luo Guanyun awkwardly nodded, but then heard Ren Ping whisper:

"I heard recently from Luo ng that she also wants to change to a true martial weapon, the previous one is kind of falling behind her capabilities."

Luo Guanyun’s face instantly fell, he took a deep breath and said faintly:

"Earn it yourself, I don’t care."

Pillow talk is useless to him, his daughter’s little thoughts are still a bit too much.

"Just borrowing a little money, a few tens of millions only, your martial arts hall is doing quite big now."

"No money."

Ren Ping was helpless; if her husband didn’t take out money, there was nothing she could do.

She curiously inquired again:

"What are you preparing to buy for Xiaong for true martial weapons, I heard from others saying there’s a batch of ancient weapons previously flowing overseas returning by year-end, see if there’s anything Chuan could use?"

Luo Guanyun stubbed out the cigarette and nodded, saying:

"I’ve also heard about it, among them are martial weapons lost due to war before Great Chu was founded, previously in the royal palace, including fist blades used by Celestial King Xiang during his life.

It happens that Chuan is practicing Qin Celestial King’s [Five Elents Qiankun], I want to try and see if I can secure one."

King Xiang was [Fist Shocking the Eight Desolates · Qin Xiang], serving the old dynasty as the last Martial Arts Celestial King in ancient martial arts era.

Qin Xiang held a high position during his life, he reviewed troops countless tis, passionately collected hundreds of weapons.

But among his collections, true martial fist sets were the most, the title alone explains everything, Fist Shocking the Eight Desolates.

The weapons he used were partly treasured by his descendants.

But most of them were lost overseas following the previous dynasty’s fall.

During his peak, King Xiang’s personal Kanglong Divine Fist remains whereabouts unknown to this day.

Finally, Ren Ping gave her husband a glance, helplessly saying:

"You’re really generous."

"I’m willing to, Chuan is almost like a son to , much better than raising an ungrateful child."

Ren Ping could not refute, when Luo ng was small, Luo Guanyun spent at least tens of millions to nurture her.

"Sleep then, tomorrow it’s my turn to guard the Demon Nest entrance."

Li Xiao didn’t show up all day, Yong’an City has to carry the [Grandmaster Rotation Guarding Demon Nest System] all the way through.

"Alright, sleep then."

...

anwhile.

After returning ho, ng Chuan began attempting limit-breaking for pile skills.

Modern Qi Blood martial arts are already very developed; researchers have proven in experints that a martial artist’s ridian Qi Blood capacity limit is 600 points.

Thanks to Master Luo’s guidance, he understands how he should break the limit.

"Breaking this 600-point limit, isn’t that what limit-breaking is all about?"

ng Chuan began trying as per what Master Luo just said.

He stood on the Team Divine Mat, constantly adjusting his standing posture.

Keeping good nasal and oral breathing thods, ng Chuan explored forming a horse stance with his body shaped in a bow form.

Just as he positioned himself and switched his breath once, without grasping the surrounding strength, ng Chuan felt uncomfortable all over.

He imdiately recoiled, standing straight, when he felt comfortable standing like this, it indicated this posture was not suitable for him.

Seeing there was still so ti before 12 o’clock.

ng Chuan continued trying various other postures, such as the hanging support style, downward press style, uplift embrace style, and so on.

Even.

In the end, he inverted his body on the Team Divine Mat, which is... the upside-down style.

Seeing it was late, ng Chuan stopped to prepare for sleep.

He had researched online before, where experts summarized various postures helping further ridian widening after achieving perfection.

But humans vary, he still needs to keep seeking and trying.

Others found suitable postures, at most they could cultivate Qi Blood to the extre six hundred points.

But he was different; he could widen his ridians beyond this limit.

This is thanks to the Cannon Fist’s limit-breaking characteristic—[Heavy Strike].

"Slightly break through human muscle body limits."

Heavy Strike had long made him inhuman, others’ ridians could at most be widened to accommodate six hundred points.

But ng Chuan was different; he could widen it even more...

"As long as the pile skills train the ridian capacity beyond six hundred points,

it’s not actually difficult; after finding the right posture, just practice so pile skills."