With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 223 Heavenly Demon Essence, Converting to Buddhism (3k)

Next, he continued to practice punching to digest the surge of energy and blood.

It took more than an hour to calm down.

Since mastering the Armor Technique, his control over his body has far surpassed what it used to be.

The only reason for this is that the increase in qi and blood is too rapid, and the body cannot keep up with it for a while.

He felt the surging blood and qi within his meridians, like a mighty river, already occupying more than half of his body.

"My meridians can only withstand about 700 points of Qi and Blood. So it seems that my Qi and Blood value is now close to 400 points."

Before Meng Chuan came to Taihang, his last blood and qi value was 298 points.

There has been some improvement recently, but it's only a little over 300 points.

This wave of progress in boxing skills has increased by at least 80 or 90 points!
This is the true reason why the Five Elements Universe Fist is so powerful and is considered the uncrowned king among all Xingyi Fist styles.

Not only that, but the Five Elements Fist Technique, which can rival the Dragon Stance, also has an unparalleled effect on promoting Qi and blood.

After practicing his punches a few more times and fully mastering the newly acquired immense power, Meng Chuan jumped off the rooftop.

During the fall, Meng Chuan stepped onto the ladder twice to slow the descent. The moment he touched the ground, he touched the ground with his toes and disappeared without a sound.

He initially considered jumping in to see if he could withstand the impact, but then he thought that if he made a hole, he would have to pay for it.
Speaking of money, Meng Chuan happened to receive a call from the "God of Wealth".

On the other end of the phone, came the voice of Master Shen Shuo, the head of the Northern Region of Han Hai:

[Xiao Meng, you did a great job yesterday. The first payment for our bet has been transferred, 20 million. Please check your account.]

Okay, thank you to the company, and thank you Master Shen!

Then, Shen Shuo continued:
Send me your home address via text message later, and I'll mail you the reward I promised.

Do you know about a potion called "Golden Skin Jade Dew"? We took its core essence and fused it with the true essence of the remains of a solid-type high-level demon to create a new type of potion.

This medicine is all-natural and contains no chemical additives. It has undergone extensive testing and is 100% safe for your body; you can rest assured.

[I've used the Golden Skin Dew before, thank you Master Shen! I'll send you the address later!]

Meng Chuan knew about the Golden Skin Jade Dew; he had redeemed it in the police station's arsenal before, and the effect was excellent.

Meng Chuan was very much looking forward to it, believing that with its core essence combined with the true essence of the Heavenly Demon, the effect would be even more explosive!
Shen Shuo knew Meng Chuan was speculating about its purpose, and smiled faintly:

This medicine has not yet been named, but its effects have been thoroughly researched. It primarily works on the benefits of the Golden Skin Dew, while also stimulating secondary physical development.

However, the specific effects vary from person to person; you'll know once you try it.

The company hasn't priced this tube yet, but based on cost estimates, it won't be less than eight figures. After you use it, you'll need to give me feedback on its effectiveness; I've really gone all out.

If it can promote secondary development, then tens of millions of dollars is really not expensive.

The other party had actually given him such a valuable gift, so Meng Chuan couldn't help but thank them repeatedly.

Okay, I'm tired of hearing this. The better you perform, the more benefits I, as your contract guarantor, will receive.

Work hard! If you can reach the top in Shanghai and sign a pre-contract with the "Dawn of Departure" level martial arts master, you'll know what a real bargain this is.

【Understood. 】

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan was full of expectations for the future.

Meng Chuan walked towards his room, intending to take a shower before attending the victory celebration banquet.

At the same time, he opened his phone and quickly transferred 30 million to his master.

Master Qingming Erqi is going to spend another 15 million on himself, and then he'll have to buy Zhenwu for himself. The expenses are too high.

He is not a miser, much less an ingrate.

Now that I have money in my pocket, I naturally want to help ease my master's burden.

He transferred another 500,000 yuan to his aunt to help with household expenses. In the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan's bank account was left with only 8 million yuan.

At the same time, Luo Guanyun saw that his apprentice had transferred money to him and immediately called.

Meng Chuan explained:
"Master, the money I've saved is enough. Aside from the expenses of going back to Yong'an to spar with Brother Gang, I have everything I need for martial arts training, enough to last until I reach the advanced level of martial arts master."

Luo Guanyun was about to transfer the money back when he remembered that his apprentice had initially refused to accept his money and had been arguing with him for a long time.

If he does that now, wouldn't he be regressing in his ways?
Luo Guanyun gave his final instructions:

Okay, if you need money, just tell your master, and I'll save it for you.

Afterwards, Meng Chuan took a bath and went to find his master to prepare for departure.

Upon seeing his apprentice, Luo Guanyun sensed from afar that Meng Chuan's aura was far greater than before.

"Master Luo, my Five Elements Fist has been perfected."

After saying that, Meng Chuan casually threw a punch into the sky, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Luo Guanyun observed his posture and strength, and couldn't help but nod and smile:

"Almost four hundred points of Qi and Blood, good lad, are you planning to break through to Martial Master this year?"

With such an outstanding apprentice, the master certainly feels honored.

Everyone in his martial arts circle knew that Luo Guanyun had a "powerful" personal disciple.

“I have a similar question, Master Luo. My meridians seem to be much thicker than those of ordinary people.”

Currently, my Qi and blood volume is only slightly more than half that of my meridians. I don't know whether to strive for perfection or attempt to break through to a higher realm by cultivating true skills with just over 500 points.

Meng Chuan just happened to raise the question he had asked earlier.

Luo Guanyun frowned slightly. What kind of trouble had his apprentice gotten himself into now?
A martial artist's maximum health and vitality is nearly 600 points.

Meng Chuan's meaning seems to go far beyond what he intended.
"Go to the banquet first. When we get back to Yong'an, your master will help you study it in detail."

This matter concerns the foundation of martial arts. Go back and ask your advisor as well. It won't be too late to make a judgment then." Yang Huan's third eye between his eyebrows was exceptionally powerful; perhaps it could see the key to the matter.

Meng Chuan nodded in understanding. He was still some distance away from having over 500 points of Qi and Blood, so there was no need to rush it.

Coming to his senses, he followed his master to the banquet.

Sihai Lake Banquet in the center of Wu'an City.

"One day, we will wipe out all the demons of Taihang!"

"it is good!"

After Meng Chuan, as the champion, took the stage to speak, he stepped down and sat down, becoming the absolute center of the banquet.

Apart from Zheng Chengcheng leaving with her grandmother, the remaining nine people who represented the North in the battle against Shanghai, along with their relatives and elders, all gathered together.

In addition, there were high-ranking officials from Wu'an, as well as celebrities from all walks of life and their relatives.

Every now and then, people would glance over, curious about the legendary "Number One in the North," wondering if he really had three heads, six arms, and a steel spear.
"Meng Shen! I'm a huge fan! Can I take a picture with him?"

"Xiao Meng, my child is also of martial arts age. Would it be convenient to add each other as friends?"

Strangers would come up to him from time to time to say hello and ask for his contact information.

Meng Chuan felt awkward refusing, so he added them one by one.

In the ensuing chaos, they didn't even get a hot meal.

Sitting next to him was none other than the third seed, Jueming Xiaoseng.

He looked at him with a face full of sympathy, and put his hands together in prayer, saying:
"Amitabha Buddha, I never expected to have such troubles as the first one. Fortunately, I am not one of them."

A moment later, the world finally became quiet.

Meng Chuan was drenched in sweat, feeling even more exhausted than when he played Zheng Chengcheng in the finals.

After eating something, the group at the table, mostly young people, quickly became lively.

When Meng Chuan had a moment to spare, Jue Ming stepped forward and said:
“This humble monk would also like to add you as a friend. Although you, Benefactor Meng, practice Taoist martial arts, it is no problem.”

They're all from the same martial arts school, so it's good for them to exchange sparring tips and techniques from time to time.

"it is good."

Meng Chuan is already numb to it all, one more won't make a difference.

"With such exceptional talent in body refinement as Benefactor Meng, would you be willing to come to my Shaolin Temple?"
"When it comes to hard-skill martial arts in the entire Great Chu, Shaolin is undoubtedly number one!"

Jue Ming also had the idea of ​​befriending him. After a brief conversation, he learned that the other party had also mastered Iron Shirt Technique to perfection.

Add to that a top-tier Taoist hard skill at the perfect level, no wonder he could withstand that rain of swords, he's truly a freak of physical training.

Meng Chuan's talent for martial arts was too great, and Jue Ming couldn't bear to let him waste his time away from home.

The repeated persuasion stemmed from a genuine desire for him to convert to Buddhism.

Meng Chuan was very wary; becoming a monk was absolutely out of the question.

It wasn't because he still had emotions and desires, but because if he became a monk, all his practice of Iron Crotch Kung Fu would be for nothing.
That would be too wasteful; Meng Chuan is not the kind of person who indulges in extravagance.

After repeated tugs of the gun, seeing Meng Chuan's resolute attitude, he had no choice but to give up regretfully.

"If Benefactor Meng is unwilling, then so be it. You are welcome to visit Shaolin Temple in the future, and I will treat you."

"it is good."

Meng Chuan nodded.

The Shaolin external martial arts techniques are profound and extensive. If one were to practice within the Taoist school, one would not find the core characteristics of the hard skills one desires.

In the future, I will still need to rely on Jueming as a bridge to make that trip to Shaolin.

As the banquet drew to a close, the officials escorted the imposing figure as they entered the banquet hall.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire room was suppressed by this person.

It was Lu Ang, the guardian of the northern lands.

Even in a formal suit, his imposing presence is undeniable.

Lu Ang stood on the stage, and after the audience had calmed down, he smiled and said:
"The first purpose of today's gathering is to let everyone get to know us, the outstanding talents of the North, so that we can help each other if we meet in the future."

Secondly, I also want to encourage the young athletes to bring glory to our northern region in Shanghai at the end of the year.

This was the second time Meng Chuan had met this garrison commander from the north, and indeed, his words and actions reflected the style of the north.

They are straightforward and can speak their mind easily, without beating around the bush.

Just as Meng Chuan was lost in thought, Lu Ang continued:
"If any of you can win the championship for my Northern Region, I can grant you a promise, provided it does not violate my principles."

The crowd was in an uproar, unable to believe that this was what Lu Ang had said.

The favor bestowed by the Heavenly King is priceless, especially considering he is the garrison commander of the North.

“Benefactor Meng, this humble monk believes you have victory in your grasp.”

Jue Ming could tell that Meng Chuan's strength had improved since the competition.

His qi and blood have improved significantly, and he senses that he is almost as good as himself. His boxing skills have probably improved again.

Jue Ming felt helpless.

That's inhuman! I was already no match for them, and now the difference in our strength and health has been wiped out. I'm probably going to get completely thrashed.
Meng Chuan laughed:

“Master Jue Ming is exaggerating. The Great Chu has countless talents, and I dare not slack off.”

(End of this chapter)