With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 70 Jiexinzhai: Consciousness and Judgment

Monday afternoon.

Meng Chuan received a call from Teacher Luo before school was even over.

Come practice your boxing after school; your teacher's wife is cooking at home.

Meng agreed, and then called his aunt to say that he was going to Master Luo's house to practice boxing that evening and wouldn't be home for dinner.

Huayun Mansion, Building A, Unit 003.

As soon as she entered the door, Ren Ping handed Meng Chuan a pair of newly bought, exquisite slippers.

Meng Chuan greeted him:
"Hello, Madam."

"Your mechanic said you wear size 44 shoes. Try them on to see if they fit."

He quickly reached out and took it.

"Teacher's wife, I can do it myself."

Meng Chuan changed into slippers, which were very snug and didn't wobble at all when he shook them a couple of times, making them perfect for practicing martial arts at home.

Ren Ping tucked her loose hair behind her ear, then smiled and said:

"These are training shoes specifically for martial artists; it gets uncomfortable to always practice boxing barefoot."

"They fit perfectly, thank you, Master's wife."

Just then, Luo Guanyun came out of the kitchen carrying the dishes.

"You two stop chatting and go eat."

At the dinner table, Ren Ping kept putting food on Meng Chuan's plate, which was almost overflowing.

"I'll do it myself, Mrs. Teacher, the bowls are almost overflowing."

"You're still growing, so eat more meat. Leave the vegetables for your master."

Seeing this, Luo Guanyun was somewhat displeased.

"What do you mean? I'm a rabbit, I only eat grass!"

The two covered their mouths and chuckled softly, creating a joyful and harmonious atmosphere at the dinner table.

Meng Chuan enjoyed this warm and comfortable atmosphere, not only the little bickering between his master and mistress, but also his family and friends.

No effort is wasted, and success comes from perseverance. Isn't the ultimate goal of my hard work in martial arts to protect all of this?

After several rounds of meals, Ren Ping said to Meng Chuan with concern:
"Recently, many homeless people and beggars have gone missing in Baliu District. You must be careful when you are out recently. That 'human demon' has reappeared."

Luo Guanyun swallowed the vegetables in his mouth and chimed in:
"The bald ape told me today that this guy has gotten smarter and is now specifically targeting homeless people who have no one to care for them."

"Their targets are ordinary people and beginners in the lower three levels. I estimate that this human demon is at most a demonic martial artist who is no more than the sixth level of Qi and Blood."

"If Chuan'er really runs into it, wouldn't it be enough to just beat him to death?"

Upon hearing Luo Guanyun say these words, Ren Ping slammed her chopsticks down on him.

"Is everyone as reckless as you?"

Luo Guanyun replied nonchalantly:
"Martial artists will inevitably shed blood sooner or later. When I was his age, I had already killed several villains."

Meng Chuan listened with a smile as Master Luo recounted his heroic deeds from his youth, without saying a word.

He wasn't afraid of killing; in fact, he felt a strange sense of excitement if he were to confront this "human demon."

The brave man was angry and drew his blade towards the stronger one.

Once you embark on the path of martial arts, it's inevitable that your hands will be stained with blood.

In ancient times, martial arts practitioners referred to their first act of killing as "Jiexinzhai".

【解心斋】means to break through moral dilemmas and achieve self-redemption.

Meng Chuan didn't care about whether or not he was able to resolve the issue of fasting; he had his own standards of conduct.

"Demons, demons, and all others who deserve to die—if they stand in my way, I will show no mercy."

But he wouldn't wander around the places where this demon often hangs out; wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

If it turns out to be a peak level six expert, I'll have to run away.

"It's been a few days since I last saw you. Let me see if you've been practicing martial arts diligently lately."

Inside the martial arts room, Meng Chuan and Master Luo changed into their training clothes and stood facing each other.

"Come on, Master Luo."

Luo Guanyun rubbed his wrist, making a cracking sound, and said with a hint of malice:
"Today's teaching topic is consciousness and judgment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Guanyun's figure flashed, and he rushed in front of Meng Chuan and threw a punch.

fast!
too fast!
He was still listening to Master Luo speak when, in the next second, the other party appeared in front of him as if by teleportation.

Faced with the approaching straight punch, Meng Chuan instinctively dodged to the side, but his movements were slightly stiff due to the suddenness of the movement.

Unfortunately, he couldn't dodge. Luo Guanyun's straight punch seemed to have auto-aiming, easily hitting Meng Chuan's forehead.

"Don't panic, stay calm, and try to anticipate my movements."

"I'll keep my speed around level six. Your qi and blood are too low, so you won't be able to dodge my punch."

You need to anticipate my eye contact and body language signals and prepare to dodge in advance.

After a pause, Luo Guanyun continued throwing punches while shouting loudly:
"My punches will get progressively harder. If you don't want to go to school with a head full of bumps tomorrow, you'd better brace yourself!"

Meng Chuan steadied himself and began to observe the changes in Luo Shi's eyes and the subtle trembling of his shoulders before his attack.

——Hurry!
The sound of wind cutting past his ears was followed by two more sharp taps on the head.

Luo Guanyun threw three punches in a row. Meng Chuan only managed to dodge the first one, and couldn't dodge the next two at all.

"Martial arts isn't a turn-based game, kid. Who said I can only throw one punch at a time?"

Meng Chuan stared intently at Luo Guanyun, assuming a boxing stance and focusing his attention.

"Master Luo is still as cunning as ever."

He noticed that every time Master Luo threw a punch, his shoulder would deliberately make a downward movement.

Luo Guanyun continued to throw punches.

The moment the shoulder trembled and sank, Meng Chuan instantly made a blocking motion. Without thinking, he quickly pressed his body against the opponent, preparing to use close-range attacks to defend.

Luo Guanyun sidestepped and pushed Meng Chuan away several steps with his palm, then followed up with a sweeping kick.

Meng Chuan was young and inexperienced, and he was forced into a corner by the wall because he couldn't dodge in time.

"Don't just use brute force. Try to feel my movements. You always use the same old defensive counter-attack. What will you do when you encounter an enemy who is faster than you? Offense and defense are one. Don't attack blindly!"

Meng Chuan hardened his heart and readjusted his mind.

He began to focus on defense, his footwork occasionally bursting with evasive maneuvers, and his proficiency would occasionally jump up in his mind, unseen by others.

He no longer blindly engaged in defensive counterattacks, but instead reacted appropriately based on Luo Shi's movements.

Faced with a combination of punches and kicks, he did not fall for it and used his movement skills to dodge in time.

This time, facing Master Luo's feint, Meng Chuan did not dodge but instead took the opportunity to get close to Master Luo, using Luo's Bajiquan soft force to restrain him, and instantly followed up with a short-range strike to hit his ribs.

Luo Guanyun was surprised that Meng Chuan's assessment of the situation had improved so quickly. He showed a slight look of astonishment.

He then instantly grabbed Meng Chuan's fist, shifted his body to the side, and slid away, easily escaping Meng Chuan's attack. "Solid, not bad!"

"But that's far from enough, keep going!"

"Then it's my turn to attack this time, even if it offends Master Luo!"

As time went on, Luo Guanyun was amazed by Meng Chuan's rapid growth, and at the same time, he was also somewhat shocked by Meng Chuan's endurance.

"Haven't seen you for days, are you on drugs?"

After more than two hours of intense fighting, Meng Chuan was still pacing around energetically, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Luo Guanyun was worried that Meng Chuan was putting on a brave face.

"Can we continue?"

"continue!"

"it is good!"

As the punches and kicks clashed, Meng Chuan's movements became increasingly fluid, and the offensive and defensive transitions between him and Master Luo became more and more exciting.

After another hour of fighting, Meng Chuan was exhausted and Luo Guanyun stopped attacking.

Meng Chuan rested his hands on his knees, breathing heavily and greedily. Master Luo walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"You've made great progress. That's enough for today. Too much is as bad as too little."

"But you must remember that boxing is not just a contest of physical strength, but also a battle of wits. You must learn to calculate during a fight!"

"Life is only once. Your enemy won't give you as many chances as I have today. Think about it carefully."

Meng Chuan's expression was firm as he spoke loudly:
"I understand, Master Luo."

The two sat down cross-legged to rest, and Luo Guanyun then began to explain the principles of martial arts to Meng Chuan.

"Chuan'er, do you know why I haven't felt tired at all despite fighting you for so long?"

Meng Chuan replied without hesitation:
"You are a martial arts master, and your physical strength is far superior to mine?"

"That's roughly the idea. To be specific, it's because the human body has its limits before it can become a martial artist."

"The human body is known to have eight shackles. Breaking each one will raise your limits. Whether it is strength, blood and qi, or physical strength, the upper limit will be greatly expanded."

"When you reach the ninth level of fullness in the future, you will face the first time that the human body breaks through its limits. Without the guidance of an experienced martial artist, it will be very difficult to break through."

"This is why the university system is thriving now. In ancient times, many outstanding talents were hindered by their family circumstances and lived with regrets for the rest of their lives."

As Meng Chuan listened, he thought to himself:
"By breaking through the limits of these martial arts techniques, I can consider it as accumulating experience in breaking through limits."

Advancement in boxing techniques promotes the growth of qi and blood; martial arts skills and the realm of martial arts are inseparable.

Luo Guanyun sighed:

"If you reach the level of a Seventh-Limit Great Sage in the future, and then look at those so-called ancient mythological martial arts gods and demons, you will find them to be nothing special."

"Because you yourself are the protagonist of these stories, moving mountains and filling seas is nothing to you."

Meng Chuan also sighed:
"The human body is truly limitless, and so is the art of martial arts!"

He gains special qualities by breaking through limits in martial arts, and he raises the limits of his body by breaking through limits in realm. It seems that he will be fighting against "breaking limits" for the rest of his life.

Luo Guanyun checked the time on his phone; it was already 12:30 a.m.

"It's too late. Rest here with your master tonight. We'll have the neighborhood driver take you to school tomorrow."

"it is good."

Meng Chuan told his uncle, then went to the room where he had slept before and lay down to rest.

"It's too late, and my body hasn't recovered from the intense sparring with Master Luo. I'll practice standing meditation again tomorrow morning."

Inside the master bedroom, Ren Ping was still awake, waiting for Luo Guanyun.

Luo Guanyun changed into his bathrobe and lay down in bed.

"Did you practice your skills today?"

He knew what his wife was asking.

"I've been practicing all morning. I recently broke through to the next level, which is enough to suppress the lightning seed."

Ren Ping's hand emitted a green light as she groped around her husband's chest.

"He's been a bit more honest, but don't let your guard down. The Thunder Seed is also growing; I feel it's gotten a size bigger."

Luo Guanyun didn't answer, but pulled his wife's hand away and asked instead:
"I noticed your unusual enthusiasm for Meng Chuan today, buying him slippers and serving him food."

"I bet you went back and told Luo Meng that she didn't want to, right?"

"No, you said you wouldn't tell her, how could I possibly tell her?"

Luo Guanyun sneered:

"Stop pretending. We've been married for so long, I know what you're up to just by sticking your finger out."

Ren Ping punched her husband's arm in shame and anger.

"vulgar!"

It was late at night, and his wife was fast asleep. Luo Guanyun stared wide-eyed at the ceiling with his hands behind his head, lost in thought.

It's still dark.

Meng Chuan's biological clock had already started. He slowly woke up, glanced at the time, and then quietly got out of bed.

"Master and his wife should still be fast asleep at this time. If they were to practice their boxing, it would inevitably make some noise."

After thinking for a moment, seeing that it was still early before school, Meng Chuan decided to stand in the house for a while.

"Keep your mind focused and your body as firm as a rock."

His mind gradually became immersed in it, and his body slowly became firm and stable in accordance with a certain rhythmic breathing rhythm.

Two hours later, a few clear bird calls came from outside the window, and the sky gradually brightened.

When the time was almost up, Meng Chuan used his strength to lift up the sinking energy, and slowly closed his legs to finish the exercise.

Just then, light footsteps came from the doorway. Luo Guanyun was standing there, looking at him with satisfaction.

"not bad."

"Let's go together. I'll personally take you to school today."

Meng Chuan looked somewhat puzzled, as his master was not usually this diligent.

"Why are you looking at me? Your teacher's wife just wants to eat at the steamed bun shop behind your school."

Meng Chuan nodded; that made sense now.

Inside the police station.

The conference room was brightly lit. Sergeant Long Jiu stood in front of the projector, glanced at the officers sitting down, and then began to speak.

"We fought very well in the last battle against the Heavenly Demon."

"This is all thanks to Skynet; its timely detection allowed us to take swift action."

(End of this chapter)