With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 579 Rebirth and Vows for the New Year! (6k)

Looking at Meng Chuan again, Huijue almost cried out in surprise!
"Amitabha--"

Huijue focused his mind and his gaze sharpened.

On Meng Chuan's bare, skeletal right arm, strands of muscle intertwined and coiled like red threadworms, growing ever larger.

A faint golden halo appeared on the surface of the bones, as if they were adjusting themselves until they were completely covered by muscles and could not be seen. Only a faint "crackling" sound could be heard from beneath the muscles.

The fascia, carrying blood, was drawn back into the body, and a heartbeat like a drumbeat came from the damaged chest cavity.

Each pulsation sent ripples through the surrounding gravel.

"Flesh and blood give birth to themselves."

Wisdom, seeing this exaggerated ability to recover, murmured to himself.

This is beyond the reach of ordinary external martial arts training.

Rebirth through a drop of blood is the method of the Great Venerable One.

The flesh and bones were restored, and the body appeared vividly before his eyes.

This is a physique far exceeding the limits of even the greatest martial arts masters.

Many masters who don't practice hard skills have far inferior recovery abilities compared to him!
A moment later, Meng Chuan suddenly opened his eyes.

He placed one hand on the rock and used it to support himself as he stood up.

The tendons in the lower body made a gritty clanging sound as the ruptured skin healed.

Amidst the shimmering white lightning, it felt as if I had been reborn.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Chuan poured a handful of healing pills into his mouth.

He devoured all the Yunshui Dan, Neizhuang Dan, Liuwei Dizi Wan, and other pills he had previously stockpiled.

When combined, they work within the body, aiding the internal organs and promoting faster healing.

Three moves later, he managed to withstand it!
Meng Chuan was extremely exhausted, especially his mind, which was constantly buzzing.

His gaze swept around, but it was all blurry, like looking at flowers through a fog, not quite clear.

He had a feeling that the dragon-elephant's final punch had almost caused him to break through the dimensional barrier.
But he gazed at the distant southern sky, at the figure that was as tall as a mountain.

My vision focused instantly and everything became crystal clear!

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Meng Chuan's smile was sinister.

"A martial arts grandmaster, nothing more than that."

Once his fighting spirit was ignited and he decided on his three punches, he couldn't blame anyone else.

But these three punches
These three punches will be returned to him with three hundred punches at the Dawn Martial Arts Competition next year!
At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, one can gaze at the ancestral temple of Zen Buddhism.

Meng Chuanding made an oath.

Shaolin Temple Mountain Gate Hall.

The Dragon Elephant Grandmaster landed slowly, and the moment his body came to a stop, dust rose up.

He gazed in the direction Meng Chuanfei had gone, his eyes pausing for a moment.

Turn around and leave.

With such a large difference in skill level, the outcome of the battle was hardly surprising.

Meng Chuanzhi was gifted and talented, he admitted.

Regardless of anything else, the fact that his second-limit will could break through his own martial arts true energy is enough to prove his martial arts talent, and the rumors are not unfounded.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two was simply too great.

Two whole major realms apart, even if Meng Chuan were given another ten years, he still wouldn't be able to catch up with him.

After all, he wouldn't stand still. Even the Great Sage, or those above the Great Sage, would personally go and see what the scenery was like.

The desire to fight subsided, and the ultimate spirit was extinguished.

This awe-inspiring dragon-elephant slowly disappeared from sight.

"Perhaps next year's Dawn Martial Arts Tournament will excite me."
And there's the Luo Tian Grand Ritual, hahahahaha!

Thinking of something inexplicably, Longxiang's voice gradually changed from suppressed to unrestrained, maniacal laughter.

Because it was recognized within the temple as a potential Great Sage, Shaolin originally intended to protect this dragon-elephant and prevent it from participating in the exorcism of demons in the Taihang Mountains.

However, the dragon and elephant themselves have a tough stance.

The temple could not persuade him otherwise, so it reluctantly agreed to let him participate in the control of the formation and go to Taihang.

No one can extinguish his ultimate fighting spirit, which will not cease until death!

Meanwhile, after [Extreme Dragon Elephant - Confusion] left.

The oppressive feeling dissipated from the air, and the autumn wind once again stirred the prayer flags on the eaves.

The monks gazed at that tall figure and began to murmur amongst themselves.

"Truly worthy of the title 'Ultimate Dragon Elephant,' this is incredibly powerful."

The little devil, who was almost unstoppable, was sent flying with a single punch. Could this be considered a restoration of the prestige of the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism?
"Ahem, I don't think that's appropriate. After all, Meng Chuan is only at the second limit. What if a sixth limit Heavenly King from the Northern Alliance comes and challenges Master Huo the next day?"

The monk put his hands together in prayer position.

"You're overthinking it. These are the three punches that Meng Chuan requested himself. What does it have to do with my Zen school?"

"They're both two major realms apart, so can Grandmaster Liaohuo withstand three punches from the Heavenly King?"

"How would I know? Go after him and ask him. Longxiang hasn't gone far yet."

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk dares not presume."

Meanwhile, Liao Chen and his companions arrived late, missing the three-punch clash that occurred in the blink of an eye.

Liao Hai slowly walked down the mountain and shook his head at Liao Chen and Liao Qing:

“Benefactor Meng and Master Huijue have already left, so they should be fine.”

Liao Chen breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's good that you're alright. I thought I was going to have to bury my child."

"You're taking advantage of Benefactor Meng again with those words. Be careful he doesn't come back and beat you up!"

"Tsk tsk. So what if he comes back to fight? Does Buddha have any fear of him now?"

He was already astonished that he could withstand three moves from Senior Brother Huo, yet he still had the energy to slap himself.

impossible!
If Meng Chuan and Hui Jue hadn't flown far away and couldn't hear, they might have actually come back to fight.
Liao Qing ignored the two clowns, looked down the mountain, and sighed softly:
“Benefactor Meng left in such a hurry that he didn’t even have time to say goodbye.”

The two monks beside him nodded in agreement.

He was sent flying down the mountain with a single punch; how could he not be in a hurry?
“Benefactor Meng will come again; he wants to try to attain Buddhahood in the future.”

"That's good. We must keep him here and team up to do some more missions."

Working with Meng Chuan on missions is risky, but also rewarding.

The Crimson Strike Trip yielded 17,000 battle merits.

With his accumulated experience, Liao Qing is about to announce his seclusion to strive for the title of Martial Arts Grandmaster!

"Buddha is thinking, why doesn't the government just create a long-term team, set up permanently, and carry out missions together for a long time?"

It's always a last-minute team formation, which is quite troublesome.

“Good idea. When you return to the mountain next time, you can give me your opinion.”

"Tsk tsk. The next time we meet, it might be as the guardian of Wulou Town."

"Well, you dare to curse the Dragon King of Huaihai to death!"

"The Buddha was wishing for Garrison Commander Cui to pass the seventh day of mourning soon. You thieving monk, you're slandering the Buddha! Waaaaah! Prepare to die!"

The three monks made a ruckus and ran around for a while before finally returning to the mountain.

Looking at the footprints left by the dragon and elephant along the way, Liao Hai's expression was somewhat worried:

“I think that when Benefactor Meng comes to try to obtain the Buddha’s fruit, he will definitely seek revenge on Brother Huo.”

Liao Chen suddenly thought of something and murmured:
“Master Meng told me that he wanted to defeat the Dragon Elephant during the morning martial arts competition.”

"Fat monk, do you think that's possible in less than a year?"

Liao Chen said decisively:

"No matter how monstrous this guy is, there is absolutely no way he can defeat Senior Brother Huo in the Dawn Martial Arts Competition."

Liao Hai shook his head, looking thoughtful:
"I do think that Benefactor Meng is not without a chance."

Liao Qing scorned:

"You're just a pure Meng fanboy. Once this humble monk breaks through the fourth level, even you, Meng benefactor, will have to bow down to my iron fist."

Liao Hai laughed:

"Perfectly serving as a whetstone for Benefactor Meng, the dragon and elephant of World War II?"

Liao Chen said in an even more cheeky tone:

"In your opinion, Buddha, it's a stepping stone."

Meng Chuan left, but their respective cultivation practices must continue.

The three monks secretly encouraged themselves, determined to intensify their spiritual practice.

Especially the dust.

I look forward to our next meeting, to being able to fly in the sky as a grandmaster and watch Meng Chuan running on the ground.

Then he sighed deeply:
"Foolish child, you won't even call me Buddha, Master Liaochen!"

Hey!
The fat monk's smile was particularly lewd.

Meng Chuan's whereabouts are of great concern to many.

The first to breathe a sigh of relief upon learning that he had left Shaoshi Mountain was the Yong'an branch of the Northern United University.

"Meng Chuan has left Shaoshi Mountain and returned to Yong'an with Master Huijue?"

call.
Upon receiving the call from the school office, Chen Qiushui breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the boy wasn't coming back.
Immediately afterwards, the voice from the other end of the phone made her heart leap into her throat again.

"What! Meng Chuan mainly demands to exchange three punches with the newly promoted Shaolin Temple Grandmaster, the Extreme Dragon Elephant?"

Meng Chuan came back alive, right?
Inside the True Dragon Pavilion at Mount Li.

The students in the master class were discussing it animatedly.

"Have you heard? Our senior, Meng Chuan, fought to a standstill with a Shaolin master in last year's Martial Arts Master competition, all under the spotlight!"

"Hmm? The version I heard was that Meng Zhenchuan killed the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster with three punches, wasn't it?"

"Yes, I heard that Shaoshi Mountain was furious, and the Venerable Heavenly Kings descended to besiege it."

It was Principal Sui who personally intervened and saved Senior Brother Meng.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of fantasy version are you all listening to? That Extreme Dragon Elephant is a martial arts grandmaster. Even if Senior Brother Meng were to unleash his full power, he still couldn't beat him!"

"Then you underestimate him. You know too little about the rumors surrounding Senior Brother Meng."

Even our Principal Yang has to be a little afraid of him, lest he lose his position as principal if Senior Brother Meng gets angry.

"Where did this unofficial history come from?"

"Don't you believe me? Who am I? I'm the best buddy of the Infinite Fist!"
Senior Brother Meng told me this himself; he's going back to the mountain this time to become the principal!

Xu Qingfeng was surrounded by the crowd, spouting nonsense with a straight face.
At the same time, a figure quietly slipped into the center of the crowd to bolster Xu Qingfeng's morale.

The figure in black coughed twice, cleared his mouth, and said loudly:

"Senior Brother Meng and I once participated in the extermination of the Demon Nest together."

I still remember that time, when the demon's lair was filled with yellow sand, and a great demon suddenly appeared in the hurricane, killing the four school's trial participants so badly that they ran away in terror. For a time, the demon's power was overwhelming, and no one could subdue it!
At this moment, Senior Brother Meng made his move. With his body at its peak, he easily made the titled Great Demon bow down, and finally rode away on the Azure Dragon, returning to Martial University.

You guys must have heard about this, right?

So, is it difficult for Senior Brother Meng to defeat someone in the fourth stage of the second stage? Answer me!

"It doesn't count!"

Looking at Chu Yanhu's serious demeanor, Xu Qingfeng almost believed him if he hadn't been there himself.
The fact that several people were praising Meng Chuan to boost his morale was precisely to make the disciples of the Northern Alliance University remember one thing.

When the tiger is away, even the monkeys shouldn't dream of becoming king!
Meanwhile, Meng Jiaolong ignored these few clowns.

She rested her chin on her small hand, her ponytail swaying back and forth, her pretty face flushed.

Upon hearing the news that Meng Chuan had sent back, his eyes suddenly lit up.

I broke through to the Martial Arts Master level last month, but I didn't tell him on the phone. I just wanted to meet him and give Meng Chuan a surprise!
"So, what should I wear to see Meng Chuan when he returns to the mountain?"

Meng Jiaolong pictured her own walk-in closet in her mind.

She changed her clothes repeatedly, but the one thing that remained constant was the silky black yoga pants she wore.
Linzhou City, not far from Yong'an.

This is the largest city in the entire Great Chu Kingdom, producing coal and other underground energy resources.

Besides the major state-owned holding companies, the Yang family of the Pear Blossom Spear also holds a significant stake in the coal mining business, making a fortune.

In the most bustling area of ​​the city center, at the Yang family ancestral home, a woman stands proudly in the courtyard.

Her imposing presence resembles that of Hua Mulan, the ancient female general who took her father's place in the army; her beautiful face cannot conceal the heroic spirit between her brows.

She is Yang Yuelian, the beloved daughter of the Yang family. Dressed in martial arts attire, she cannot conceal her stunning figure.

Beneath the goose's neck, a graceful figure is hard to conceal, and delicate hands hold a seven-colored dragon-mouth spear.

With a flick of the blade, a gust of wind blew.

Her steps were graceful and measured, and every time she found fault, she would let out a delicate shout from her cherry lips.

Two full hours passed before she finally put the magnificent spear back into her pouch.

Immediately afterwards, she took out an embroidered handkerchief from the sachet at her waist and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.

She tucked her hair behind her ear, raised an eyebrow, and looked at the messages on her phone.

A moment later, a joyful smile bloomed on her face.

A message came from the "spies" we hired on Mount Li: [Infinite Fist - Meng Chuan] will be returning to Yong'an soon.

"Finally, we caught him!"

Yang Yuelian possesses a special trait, which she calls "Battle Mind Clarity," allowing her to comprehend and improve herself during battles.

The more enduring and capable the opponent, the better it is for triggering the Battle Mind Clarity.

However, the conditions for triggering this trait are quite demanding.

If the time is too short, and the point at which that trait is triggered hasn't been reached, then one naturally cannot attain enlightenment in battle.

If you can't fight, and you collapse to the ground after just a few exchanges, you can't muster the will to fight. How can you achieve enlightenment?
In conclusion, Meng Chuan was the most suitable opponent in her mind.

Not only are they strong in both offense and defense, but their endurance is also renowned throughout Shaanxi province.
At this thought, Yang Yuelian's heart surged with emotion.

Sitting on a bench in the courtyard with my legs together, I managed to suppress the urge to rush towards Yong'an.

This New Year's Day, the old man, Yang Zhaoxing, specifically instructed that all the younger members of the family should come.

Her father had also instructed her to make sure she was there.

Therefore, no matter how anxious she was, she had to be patient.

"After New Year's Day, I'll go to Yong'an to find him."

By using the power of "War Mind Clarity" to comprehend Meng Chuan's practical combat methods, Yang Yuelian's ultimate goal was to learn from the barbarians' superior techniques to subdue them.

Even when she was outmatched, no matter how many times she was hit, she persevered!

She had long wanted to experience Meng Chuan's martial arts.
Meanwhile, in the dense forest not far from Shaoshi Mountain.

Fang Jianxing held a small black flag in his palm, gazing silently at Meng Chuan flying in the sky.

He has ways to shoot down even airplanes.

But if he is a martial arts master...
Fang Jianxing decided to calm down.
Meng Chuan's rapid progress had already frightened him.

This child
We must kill them as soon as possible!
And its general principles
Despite being so wary of this one person, Fang Jianxing felt an urge to risk his life whenever he thought of this method.

I can't control myself.
He stood up and flipped his hand to put the small flag into the mirror hanging at his waist.

It transformed into a streak of purple light and sped westward, following the Lianhuo Expressway all the way to Yong'an.

We must keep track of Meng Chuan's whereabouts, keep a close eye on this kid, and wait for the right opportunity to strike.
There are no secrets that stay hidden forever, not even in the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism.

News of Meng Chuan's departure from Shaoshi Mountain also reached the ears of the demonic path through certain channels.

The three demonic forces of the Great Chu had long regarded Meng Chuan as a major threat that needed to be eliminated.

The Demon Summoning Hall, in particular, regarded Meng Chuan as a thorn in their side and wished they could skin him alive and eat his flesh!
Incense curls up.

Li Xiao emerged from the dark room and fanned away the incense ash that covered him.

Pick up the phone, it rings twice, then you answer:
What's going on? Did you run into that little bastard?

I tried to contact the deity, but the call didn't go through.

But he was already on Shaoshi Mountain, on all the main roads leading to Yong'an.

Together with Tianwaitian and Blackwater Company, they laid a tight net to surround Meng Chuan, ensuring that not even a mosquito could escape.

The person who answered the phone was the fourth leader of the Outer Heavens, a peak-level demonic master [Kuxin Shuixian Feng Ying'er]!
Although the number of people in Tianwaitian is small, they are all elites.

The first and second leaders are both masters of demonic cultivation.

Below the two are thirteen other masters, all of whom are rare three-limit magic masters.

Of course, the second-in-command, [Dou Zhuan Xing Yi · Xu Min], was captured by Lu Ang at the beginning of the year, and it's still unknown whether he's alive or dead.
A clear, melodious female voice rang out, carrying a hint of seduction, and entered Li Xiao's ears.

"Lord Li, young Master Meng Chuan has flown away with the Shaolin master; we can't catch up."

[Grandmaster?]

The fact that Shaolin would send a grandmaster to personally escort this little bastard back to Yong'an was something Li Xiao had never expected.

The informant said that Meng Chuan had a falling out with the Shaolin Temple before he left.

He was also hit three times by that newly promoted Grandmaster Extreme Dragon Elephant.
But it's alright, he has a Plan B, which he plans to save for Meng Chuan to try.

The person who carried out the plan was none other than the person on the other end of the phone, a master of demonic seduction techniques.

Li Xiao turned around and sensed something amiss at the altar, fearing that the deity had summoned him again.

He then spoke briefly with Feng Ying'er.

【Then I'll leave it to you to go to Yong'an and carry it out. After it's done, you'll receive what you promised.】

On the other end of the phone, the woman slightly raised her eyebrows, revealing fox-like eyes with three whites showing.

The bridge of her nose curves perfectly, and her chin, exposed in the sunlight, is as soft as warm jade.

The art of seduction cannot be cultivated simply by being of the correct gender.

The prerequisite for getting started is to be born with a full set of alluring attributes.

It is obvious that Feng Ying'er's talent is evident in her ability to become a master in this field.

She parted her lips slightly, her alluring voice lingering:

"Lord Li, you must first pay me half of what you promised."

Go ahead, as you wish.

Surprisingly, Li Xiao agreed, hung up the phone, and turned to disappear into the shadows.

Feng Huan's seductive techniques are increasingly approaching the "Tao".

Even as a master of demonic cultivation, he felt a surge of curiosity over the phone, finding it impossible to guard against.

That mere second-rate bastard will surely be no match for you!

"Dying from exhaustion? That's a good way to die, isn't it? Hehehe!"

Li Xiao looked satisfied, but then noticed the fog forming on the altar. He quickly suppressed his joy and bowed his head solemnly.

A moment later, an ethereal voice reached his ears.

"Li Xiao, the sacrificial work can be put on hold for now. My lord will deal with those powerful individuals, but to completely extinguish the martial arts' desire for resistance, we still need to dig up the roots of martial arts."

Those so-called human martial arts geniuses are yours to eliminate, along with your organization.

"Well done! You will be the first human to become a god after our Lord's descent into the world, and from then on you will enjoy eternal bliss!"

Upon hearing this voice, Li Xiao's expression turned to one of fervent joy.

My mind was filled with only two words—immortality!
After the initial fervor subsided, he nodded emphatically and said:
"Li Xiao, I humbly obey the divine decree!"

As winter approached, Yong'an City was not yet covered in frost, thanks to Principal Sui.

Huayun Mansion is a "rich people's community" located deep in the city.

"Yongzhi, is Meng Chuan awake? Should we call him down for dinner?"

Xue Na carried the plate out of the kitchen and asked Meng Yongzhi, who had taken the day off and was now sitting on the sofa playing with walnuts.

"Don't wake the child. Take the food out first, cover it with a basin, and let him sleep for a while longer."

Meng Yongzhi said, "You're very perceptive; go and help in the kitchen."

Plates of hot dishes were served, all of which were either flying in the sky or swimming in the water.

As for Meng Chuan's favorite dish, braised pork ribs with walnuts, it's first kept warm in a pot.

"Shall I go upstairs and take a look?"

Meng Yongzhi quickly gestured to interrupt Xue Na's ascent of the stairs:

"Don't go. The child is obviously exhausted. Why would you call him?"

Meng Chuan is now a great figure whom martial arts practitioners respectfully address as a senior.

Even when he goes to work at the police station.

When those martial arts captains saw him, they all had to bow and scrape, calling him "Uncle Meng".

Originally, no one ever paid any attention to him, a lowly patrolman.
This change in attitude is entirely thanks to his outstanding nephew.

Meng Yongzhi knew how difficult Meng Chuan's journey had been.

Being able to rest a little longer is better than anything else.

The next day, it was dawn.

Upstairs in the bedroom, only the dragon demon's head was visible, drooping on Meng Chuan's chest.

Meng Chuan slowly opened his eyes, his chest tight with anxiety.

He flipped his hand and pressed the dragon demon inside, then inhaled two streams of air, which circulated around the dragon's internal organs.

After reflecting on his experience, he slowly sat up and wiped his face.

When Meng Chuan turned on his phone screen, he was surprised:
"It's the second day?"

The phone screen shows that today is the last day of 2125.

Yesterday, Master Huijue sent him home and then slept until now.

Thankfully I woke up, otherwise I would have slept through the entire New Year.
He was not in a deep sleep, but rather resting to recover his body.

The dragon-elephant's final punch nearly shattered him into pieces.

I've almost fully recovered now, but the newly grown muscles are still a bit uncomfortable.

The internal organs, under the guidance of the Daoist mind and the nourishment of various elixirs, also repair their injuries.

Meng Chuan touched his chest to make sure he was alright before reflecting on yesterday's events.

Exchanging blows with Long Xiang seems to deepen one's understanding of martial arts, especially in terms of willpower.

As for what True Qi truly is, we won't discuss it for now since we haven't reached that level.

However, the process of comprehending and breaking through the Dragon Elephant True Qi allowed his willpower to grow somewhat.

After three punches, it wasn't all for naught.

As he felt the pressure of the true energy, he underwent an invisible sublimation.

Meng Chuan wiped his dry eyes, blinked a few times, and then turned to introspection.

This is the aftereffect left by his gaze after he saw through the "blank sheet of heaven and earth".

It's not a big problem, it will get better with rest.

I paused for a moment, then focused again.

As is well known, the will of martial arts is ethereal, formless, and intangible, yet it can manifest the heavens and inner landscape within the body.

Martial Arts Sky.

The sky is the vessel of will; the will is infinite, and the sky is boundless.

However, no matter how many other changes occur, they cannot be produced.

Qi and blood are the foundation of everything. His stars have not yet been fully condensed, and there are still more than a hundred acupoints that have not been filled with qi and blood. How can the sun and moon be made to appear?

Shift your gaze downwards to the interior landscape beneath the sky.

Interior view of the martial arts area.

Vast tracts of land have quietly expanded the territory by thousands of feet.

The feedback from the enhancement of willpower is visible to the naked eye: the inner landscape becomes more vibrant and thrives.

It nourishes the numerous martial arts mountains within the inner landscape without being visible, and then feeds back to oneself.

That is, the speed at which one's understanding of martial arts principles improves and one's proficiency in boxing techniques increases.

Am I good enough to learn divine skills and ultimate techniques now?
Looking at the sun shining through the window, Meng Chuan decided to wait until Principal Sui came down to give him his opinion before making a decision.

Looking down at his phone again, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen my master."

(End of this chapter)