With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 325 - 297: Withered Tree Buds in Spring! Dormant Thu

"Thank you, Master. ng Chuan will definitely maintain his original intention and never stop practicing martial arts. If there are any issues, I hope you won’t hesitate to instruct ."

Principal Yang no longer delved into the matter of the ridians, instead proactively bringing up guidance in actual combat.

Clearly, there was respect and trust in his choice towards him.

ng Chuan was not the type to reject soone who offers respect, being adept at climbing up the pole and sliding down the steps.

In order to eliminate any barriers, ng Chuan proactively asked many questions related to the cultivation matters of the Martial Arts Family.

Yang Huan’s tone beca increasingly gentle, as if the minor friction between them had disappeared.

Finally, ng Chuan solemnly clasped his hands and said:

"Regarding the matter of Martial Extre True Inheritance, ng Chuan will not disappoint expectations."

When leaving, his steps had beco much lighter.

No matter what, since Principal Yang is willing to treat him sincerely, there is no need to be overly cautious.

Recalling the other’s earnest teachings previously, he felt a slight sense of embarrassnt...

All the way thinking, eventually, ng Chuan suddenly realized.

He had understood another principle; interacting with great martial masters, was not only about learning martial arts and principles, but also a process of cultivating oneself and learning from their words and deeds.

Let it be considered a misunderstanding, and rember being "steady and guarding clumsiness" in the future.

...

After dinner, returning to the courtyard, ng Chuan felt his mind filled with divine thoughts, with certainty in his heart.

Standing in the center, ng Chuan sank his waist and hips, raised his fist, bringing up the Qi Jiguang Long Fist stance.

With will attached to the edge of the fist, radiating under the sunlight. Along with the divine consciousness, stirring up a mass of crimson Qi mist.

In a daze, the Great Dream had passed a millennium.

Every ti experiencing this process, ng Chuan felt like traveling through ti and space.

Whenever he tries to open his eyes wide to experience, he seems to be covered by invisible forces.

Before his sight blacked out, ng Chuan’s last thought in his mind was soday:

"I must figure out what this ’Imagery World’ is."

Upon opening his eyes again, ng Chuan’s eyelids opened halfway, only to see Qi Shuai and himself standing on two sea reefs.

Waves surged and clouds rolled all around; when looking down, it seed there were several large figures swimming beneath the sea.

A three-ter wave hit, ng Chuan rooted his feet on the reef to stabilize himself.

Imdiately afterward, he had no ti for other concerns and quickly set up his stance.

Because Qi Shuai across from him had changed weapons today...

The two stood independently on rocks, three ters apart.

Then Qi Shuai drew a tiger-headed spear from behind, the long spear shaft planted firmly on the sea surface, regardless of the wind and waves, the spear was unwavering.

ng Chuan’s expression shifted, reaching to his back.

Then his face fell, he grasped nothing.

"Darn, why don’t I have one..."

He sensed that Qi Shuai noticed his action and seed to chuckle lightly.

Then heard him speak:

"Starting today, practice lower stance skills. Against long weapons, the foundation below is crucial.

Before the enemy’s edge presents, one must root like a reef, unshaken by wind and waves."

Seeing no further words, ng Chuan glanced at the giant spear in Qi Shuai’s hand and quickly asked:

"Qi Shuai, what if the enemy’s edge has already appeared?"

"Heh...then watch the rise and fall of this spear’s stance, and comprehend by yourself."

As his words fell, a fierce silhouette struck like lightning, the spear fiercely smashed down.

Wind through flowers!

...

"Cough cough..."

Returning to reality instantly, ng Chuan leaned on his knees, gasping heavily.

Then quickly wiped his face; the feeling of choking on water felt too real.

So much so that ng Chuan was sowhat fearful now.

This was the shortest ti he spent in the Imagery World this ti.

Qi Shuai’s single spear had knocked him into the sea, unable to dodge on a half-ter squared floor...

Stopping his recollection of his countdown to death, ng Chuan coughed a few more tis, and inwardly murmured:

"Shouldn’t training be sequential and gradual? How did the difficulty suddenly increase so much..."

ng Chuan couldn’t help but think, if every future ’spawn point’ was on a sea reef, it already sounded uncomfortable...

He had previously fought against the tiger-headed spear of Huo Yonglin from the Huo family.

But compared to Qi Shuai’s spear technique, it was like heaven and earth.

Not just a baby versus a youth, it was the difference between an egg and a grown-up...

ng Chuan rubbed his numbed arm, making a firm resolution in his heart:

"If one doesn’t understand the basics of a Spear Soldier, how to break the moves?

First, learn so basics of a Spear Soldier, grasp the force trajectory and weaknesses of long weapons... Know oneself and the enemy to find a chance for survival under the spear."

Luckily, due to aiding Chen Cang before, he had a shallow bond with the Huo family.

Besides, Huo Yonglin, that fellow, could be considered to have t him through combat.

Find an opportunity to inquire a bit, if there is progress, consider practicing leisurely to find the right feeling.

After thinking clearly, ng Chuan turned his thoughts towards cultivating the mind techniques.

As ti slowly passed, Thunder Seed reached fullness and retreated into the depths of the Primordial Spirit.

Under introspection, ng Chuan first observed his own ridians.

The main trunk was like a ferocious dragon running through his body.

At the top and mid-point of the trunk, each had grown a branch, separately connecting to the top Baihui and chest Shanzhong.

Benefiting from permanent validation, his ridian extension wouldn’t retract, thus the advancent speed of Earth Posture was too fast.

ng Chuan turned to look at the panel:

[Taiyi Three Talents Posture: Earth Posture (10%)]

Earth Posture is cultivated from the First Limit to the Three Limits, a thod to expand ridians and store Qi Blood.

The panel is designed for easier visualization, transforming cultivation technique levels according to the martial arts realm.

When proficiency reaches over 30%, all six apertures connect, achieving Perfection within the First Limit of Earth Posture.

Thinking of this, ng Chuan pondered:

"Currently, Baihui is already connected, and Shanzhong is only a step away. Six apertures connect two, corresponding to roughly 10% proficiency."

After aligning Zhuanggong cultivation, ng Chuan’s expression transford as he introspected [Baihui].

This "Gathering of Yang" at the top of the human body was now filled with Qi Blood, bulging.

With the support of nearly six hundred points of Qi Blood, it appeared radiant, distinctly different from the other five major apertures.

Feeling it once more, ng Chuan understood.

Recently, with the support of Qi Armor Spirit Pill, his Qi Blood cultivation progressed rapidly.

Only a step away from transforming the Baihui Acupoint.

"Today, I can circulate eight cycles, just enough to replenish that final bit of Qi Blood, then... transform in one go!"

Two hours later, ng Chuan’s expression beca solemn, and his surrounding aura suddenly restrained.

After contracting, it burst again, releasing a terrifying montum outward.

Qi Blood vaguely encompassed the body in a thin red mist.

He had reached the Perfection his master spoke of with the six apertures, Qi Blood stead like clouds at a ten-mile realm, crossing the first step!

The first major aperture, successfully perfected.

The wind blew in swirls, ng Chuan’s Heart Spirit solidified, and the red mist receded into the body.

"It seems that within my major aperture, I can only store six hundred points of Qi Blood; the limit is the sa as other Martial Arts Families, no difference."

Sowhat regretful, but he quickly adjusted his mindset, proceeding to attempt the first transformation of the apertures.

After sitting cross-legged, his martial arts will, under the guidance of his Divine Power, turned into a gentle breeze rotating around Baihui within the body.

Under the pull of his will, Baihui began to flicker more and more within his mind.

"Concentrate, Gather Intent!"

ng Chuan closed his eyes, introspection, Spiritual Power and Divine Power intertwined.

Upon completely rging into a profound, mysterious force.

Though he didn’t understand what this force was called, he was aware.

It is the blade that pierces the intersection of reality and spirit, the infinite possibility of breaking human limits.

His Heart Spirit stirred, Qi Blood surged like waves, causing Baihui to tremble violently.

The walls within the apertures revealed dark spiderweb-like cracks under the impact of Qi Blood.

"Destruction leads to creation..."

anwhile, he was spiritually enlightened to rember what Principal Yang said.

He divided six hundred points of Qi Blood into Yin and Yang currents, intertwined like a starry nebula.

Next, the mysterious force rging Divine Power and Intent appeared, fiercely injecting into Baihui, filling it!

Boom——!

Instantly, cold sweat stread from ng Chuan’s forehead.

In his mind, it was as if an atomic explosion occurred; after a loud crash, countless cells were born, died, and with Baihui, together destroyed and then rebuilt.

This explosion was the process of "transformation."

As ti slowly passed, the exterior of ng Chuan seed like a statue of Buddha, enveloped in stone casing, emanating no vitality.

After a long silence, suddenly!

As the Buddha opened its mouth with a low roar, the stone casing cracked inch by inch, and scorching golden light burst forth from the gaps.

ng Chuan clenched his teeth, Qi Blood burst again, red dusk shifting beneath the skin, seeming like dragons and snakes gliding.

Next, a vigorous vitality cascaded down from the head.

Just as dried wood t spring and sprouted new buds, or Thunder shattered earth and shocked the heavens!

The abnormality in his skull vanished, Baihui shimred brightly, providing the body with endless vitality.

Finally, ng Chuan settled his mind to complete the finishing touches.

The force ford by the fusion of Spiritual Power and martial arts will, after rushing from within the apertures, returned as a large hand enveloping it tightly.

Both transford into healing power, smoothing out all the wounds from the explosion.

All forces hid away, and the newly transford Baihui Acupoint dusted off, clear and bright, radiating countless mysterious enigmatic light.

At this mont, ng Chuan abruptly opened his eyes, suddenly feeling the world clear.

The Baihui Acupoint, initially regulating Yang Qi, now erupted once more with an unprecedented sense of exuberance.

Not only did the headache and dizziness from the previous transformation vanish, but his thinking speed increased dramatically.

Past martial arts mories, under the support of one verification for eternity, all floated clearly in his mind like a moving picture.

Especially, the minute details, vividly present!

Most wonderful was when he looked up and gazed at the sky, he could vaguely sense the intense energy contained in the sunlight gently flowing in through Baihui, rging harmoniously with the internal Qi Blood.

As it circulated feedback through the body, ng Chuan felt entirely comfortable, and monts later, seemingly experienced a small-scale breaking human limit sensation again.

Simultaneously, he gained a sense of enlightennt from within.

This was not rely a simple awakening of the mind, it was clearly the unlocking of the secret to human communication with the earth and sky!

Along with the transformation of the first major aperture, ng Chuan also gained his own understanding.

No matter how this and that, it boils down to one sentence—

"The more you transform, the less like a human... but oh, how exhilarating!"

...

After finishing, ng Chuan returned to his old thods, practicing fists to digest his gains.

Only after calming down did he recall that during the "destroy and then create" mont, it seed...

He experienced a familiar sense of his spirit leaving his body.

"Hiss... I can’t rember..."

Despite the mory support from one verification for eternity, ng Chuan couldn’t recollect no matter how he pondered.

More than twelve years of strenuous practice of National Fist, besides understanding the aning of persistence.

It equally made him comprehend another truth—