With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 315 The Tanzhong Acupoint, a Giant of the Demonic Path! (Happy Dragon Boat Festival)
Today's main lesson was on the "point" technique. Lu Zhuxiao stood by with his arms crossed and a smile on his face, ready to offer guidance at any moment.

This kid is a martial arts prodigy, and his marksmanship is also top-notch.

After finishing his practice for the day, Meng Chuan bid farewell to Master Lu and departed.

Seven days after returning to school, the controversy surrounding his martial arts legacy gradually subsided.

Everyone at the Yong'an campus returned to their respective cultivation routines.

Meng Chuan felt the time was right; it was time to find a place to try planting a demon in his spiritual platform.
"Deep into the northern foothills of Mount Li, there is a secluded valley; it's a good place to practice."

Desolate and uninhabited, with no surveillance network coverage, it's an excellent location.

He went to scout the location three times in the middle of the night this week, but no one came.

Now that we have the Thousand Faces and Thousand Eyes, the time is right. We'll start practicing tomorrow night!
The cultivation of the "Demonic Seed in the Heart of the Dao" method has ended.

After some thought, Meng Chuan realized that the flow of Qi and blood in the second acupoint had already exceeded halfway.

The second major acupoint that Meng Chuan chose was the Tanzhong acupoint, located on the midline of the chest cavity.

Once the transformation of Qi and blood is complete, the Tanzhong acupoint can regulate Qi on its own.

By combining horizontal breathing techniques, nutrients are delivered to all parts of the body, enabling the body to adapt and function automatically.

In other words, Meng Chuan will be able to practice on his own without needing to seek out Teacher Dong Yue.

Dong Yue's home.

With a series of loud slapping sounds, Dong Yue's true energy palms became increasingly solid.

Meng Chuan's face was flushed and he was holding his breath, but he didn't utter a word.

Dong Yue was also secretly puzzled.

Meng Chuanming has not yet practiced any true-level hard skills, so why is his body so strong?
He had already used nearly 10% of his strength. Keep in mind, he was a martial arts master with tens of thousands of points of Qi and Blood!

"How did you train your body? It's so tough!"

"Gifted."

"That's quite perfunctory."

Dong Yue shook his head; he really couldn't see through this kid.

With the guidance of his divine will, the True Qi Palm precisely struck the vital points of the Iron Body of the Middle-Aged Demon.

At the same time, the sound drifted into Meng Chuan's ears.

"The importance of the Tanzhong acupoint is no less than that of the Baihui acupoint for us martial artists who are skilled in external martial arts training."

I have explained its function to you many times, so I will not repeat it here.

This acupoint is the pivot of the Qi Sea in the chest. When abnormalities occur, three points must be carefully observed.

Firstly, the flow of qi and blood should be like a stream overflowing a dam; it should not be rushed or forced, lest the walls of the orifices rupture.
Secondly, if you cultivate the Five Elements of Form and Intent, you can use the true energy of the wood element as a guide, imitating the way spring vines entwine trees to slowly guide and dredge, allowing the qi and blood to regulate their own meridians.

Thirdly, before the mutation occurs, one must sit quietly and contemplate, imitating the old farmer sifting grains to remove the dross and retain the essence.

Finally, remember that changes in acupoints are not achieved overnight. Wait until the Qi and blood within the acupoints are fully replenished and without leakage before attempting to improve them. Those who are hasty will inevitably damage their foundation.

Many martial artists, upon encountering acupoints with unusual features, merely conduct a cursory internal inspection before taking action, which is inappropriate.

"Meng Chuan, our school has specialized qi and blood instruments for martial artists. Next time we encounter an anomaly, we should have it checked first, just in case."

At this point, Dong Yue glanced sideways at Meng Chuan.

He was quite embarrassed.
When one's Baihui point undergoes a transformation, one immediately begins the process after internal observation.

In Dong Shi's words, he was a bit too confident.

"I will definitely get tested first, and then start the mutation process."

"Remember that, you'd better do it that way."

The six orifices are the "foundation of heaven" within a martial artist's body, of paramount importance.

That's why Dong Yue repeatedly emphasized this, to prevent Meng Chuan from making any mistakes when laying the foundation.

After the training session ended, Dong Yue used his inner energy to help Meng Chuan regulate his meridians; this was an additional lesson.

But the two have a very close relationship, and bringing up money would hurt their feelings.

Back home, Meng Chuan applied some body-strengthening ointment to his body while simultaneously examining his internal organs.

The day before yesterday, he fed all the remaining Tiger Fiend energy from the Tiger Soul Spear to the Dragon Demon.

After swallowing it, it remained quietly deep within its middle dantian, and its current condition is unknown.
Internal visualization.

The dragon demon's entire body was fat and large, covered with white spots from head to tail.

Ignoring the two pointed horns on its head, it resembles an elongated version of a white tiger with short arms and legs.
"Using form to supplement form?"

Meng Chuan was quite curious.

No matter what kind of essence or the true spirit of the Heavenly Demon core was before, none of them had changed as much as they have today.

It seems this Tiger Sha (a type of astrological influence) is quite beneficial.
Meng Chuan was quite looking forward to seeing what miraculous effects it would have on his muscles and bones in the future.

"It's too early to give feedback now; let's let it rest for another two days."

Thanks to Long Mo's recent keen insight, Meng Chuan had specifically instructed "Master Lei" to wait for his command before starting the whipping.

Just then, a notification sound came to his mind, and Meng Chuan felt a tickle in his brother's body, so he looked at the panel.

The Shaolin Iron Crotch Kung Fu has been perfected.

[Shaolin Iron Crotch Kung Fu: Mastery (99%) → Perfection (1%) Awaiting Breakthrough]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Preserving Essence and Maintaining Vitality (Beginner)]

This Shaolin crotch technique is finally entering its final countdown to breaking its limits.

Meng Chuan calculated that, in fact, the overall breakthrough speed of the Duomo Crotch Technique was slower than before.

It's not that he lacks "innate wisdom"—what innate wisdom is needed to practice a groin-training technique?
Instead, it is the orthodox Shaolin groin training method, which, in addition to stimulating the relevant acupoints, also requires external training with sticks and whips.

Meng Chuan is not incapable of enduring hardship, but his external training must be effective.

He had previously tried striking it with an iron bar, but to no avail.
All I can say is that the [Great Brahma Pillar] of Rock Pivot is truly powerful, able to withstand blunt force impacts lower than its own defense.

Meng Chuan estimated that with his physical strength, even if the half-carriage repeatedly ran over him, the Great Brahma Pillar would still not fall.
Although its effectiveness is insufficient to withstand sharp weapons, he would not pick up a knife and spar with his brothers just to practice his skills.
He wasn't interested in [Wugensheng], and if he were to strike, something bad would happen.

The rest of my life will be spent on the journey of finding the qualities of "roots".
Thinking of this, he finally remembered a "friend." "Speaking of which, I wonder how Lin Yue is doing lately?"

Putting aside his personality, his martial arts talent is indeed top-notch.

Meng Chuan estimated that if he hadn't kept the other person in bed for three months, he would be close to becoming a martial arts master by now.

He's been so busy dealing with big shots lately that he almost forgot about "Little Karami".

"I haven't had time to deal with him lately, let's get ready."

He took out a lump of soft flesh, which was none other than the "Thousand Faces and Thousand Eyes" worth nearly 100 million.

Gently apply it to your face and communicate with the other party through martial arts will.

As if it had a life of its own, it wriggled around the face, subtly changing its appearance according to Meng Chuan's wishes.

At the same time, Meng Chuan's powerful aura also turned into cunning and viciousness.

With a shrinking body and a sinister, hunched old man's laughter, a sinister figure appeared in the mirror.

The energy and vitality of a person change dramatically from head to toe.

Even without the billowing black aura around him, his first impression is that of a "bad and strange old man".

Meng Chuan stroked his beard and pondered:

"Unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to become like this; walking on the street could easily get you arrested by the police."

However, it is still his own perfect "disguise" when using the Dao Heart Demon Seed Divine Skill.

One look at the needle, and it was identified as—

A giant in the demonic path!

As for the name of this disguise, Meng Chuan hasn't decided yet, since he has no experience in this area.
"Let's talk about it later. Aside from using this alias tomorrow night, we might never need it again."

I hope so
Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan checked the specific effects of the compression of the Flesh Flower.

His current physical condition is [Compression: 30%].

After testing, it was found that even martial arts masters could not detect him through their senses under these circumstances.

Although it can shrink further, Meng Chuan estimated that it would be useless against martial arts grandmasters.

The lower the degree of compression, the greater the burden on the body.

When using this state, to avoid putting pressure on the stamen mark on the chest, maintain it at 30%.

As for the "old man" appearance and aura, that's naturally thanks to the thousand faces and a thousand eyes.

It's perfect; Meng Chuan is very satisfied with the effect of the thousand faces and a thousand eyes.

With a slight shift in the mind, it was as if an invisible hand in the air gently peeled it off the face.

With a "splat," Meng Chuan caught it and carefully kept it safe.

[Bank card ending in 8085: You have received a large transfer of 1000 million yuan. Please check your account. (Note: Current account balance: 4800 million yuan)]

After receiving another payment from the short video platform's automatic transfer, Meng Chuanxin was satisfied and prepared to leave.

"One last scouting trip tonight."

This matter is of great importance, and he needs to be fully prepared.

Early next morning.

Meng Chuan continued to visualize his sea of ​​consciousness, his will touching the key.

Step into the world of imagery.

Before they could even stand firmly on the rocks, a dark figure shot towards them like lightning without warning.

"General Qi, you have no martial ethics!"

Meng Chuan's lower body remained firmly still, and he didn't even need to look at his waist as he slightly tilted it.

Feeling the strong wind pass by, I raised my head and bent down to dodge another thrust.

He arranged weekly training sessions with Lu Shi, not only to study marksmanship but also to prepare for dealing with Commander Qi.

We can't expect to get stabbed into the sea every time we come in.
His Qi Jiguang Long Fist should have gradually reached a state of breaking limits through practice in the realm of imagery.

Who knew it would turn out like this? Meng Chuan was furious.

Whoosh—!
A black gun danced and tumbled in mid-air, while Qi Shuai remained perfectly still.

He simply wielded the blade in his hand with abandon, and the seawater beside the reef also rose up in response, gradually forming a sharp hurricane with azure blue.

Meng Chuan had already realized that this was the power of the spear.

Like fist techniques, it is an advanced skill in the art of warfare.

He hadn't yet asked Lu Zhuxiao about the specifics of cultivation; he was still a naive child in this world and shouldn't be overly ambitious.

The rocks were slippery, and Meng Chuan's feet seemed rooted to the spot, his body swaying like a willow catkin in the wind.

Qi Shuai's spear tip twisted like a dragon taking flight, but every time it came, he was able to dodge it by the slightest margin.

He twisted his shoulders and neck to dodge a cold glint, twisted his waist and hips to avoid a sweeping attack, and even used the force of the gun barrel to flip backward.

As the spear's momentum transformed into a shower of silver stars, Meng Chuan's footwork danced like a knife's edge, darting and weaving within this small space.

They are looking for an opportunity to retaliate.

In the thirtieth round, just as the spear blade pierced his throat, his hidden left arm, like a tiger's mouth, bit the spear tip, sparks flying!

Taking advantage of the momentum, Meng Chuan pushed off with his heel, and the tendons connecting his calf and thigh exerted a steady force, propelling him towards his opponent.

Upon seeing this scene, Qi Shuai felt a thunderclap rise in his throat.

"Go!"

Qi Shuai raised his gun and thrust it again, like Xun Ge'er catching a badger in a melon patch, swallowing the sharp blade and whistling as it plunged into Meng Chuanteng's instep.

The next shot was as fast as lightning, a powerful, sweeping blow.

Bang!
Meng Chuan felt a chill in his heart and fell into the water.

It's a pity, he felt he was just a little short.
(End of this chapter)