Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 131 The Dao of Alchemy must be smooth, flawless, and without any weaknesses.

Mitsui Hayato continued talking to himself, while Tanaka Taro didn't seem to care much. He didn't know martial arts; he was purely a military strategist.

But the other three, including the evil-looking head of the mountain, all looked up.

His eyes revealed disbelief.

"Hayato-kun, you're not joking, are you? You're about to break through to the Unity Realm?" Chiba Eijiro said in disbelief.

Japanese martial arts have a long history, though not as long as those in China, but they flourished from the Warring States period to the time of Miyamoto Musashi.

In modern times, countless schools have emerged. Karate and Aikido alone have each split into several schools, similar to the many schools of Tai Chi in China, which have a long history.

However, throughout history, very few people have been able to break through to the Unity Realm, so much so that no fixed level of realm has been passed down in the entire Japanese martial arts world.

Each sect has a different name for it; some call it "Shenlin," which implies that a deity has descended and is omnipotent.

Some sects are called "Shinto" (神道), implying that all their actions are divine laws.

Another relatively common interpretation is "ha," which means "to break through all laws" or "to be omnipotent."

The Japanese view on alchemy is far more mystical than that of the Chinese.

After all, the greater the gap, the easier it is to generate certain fantasies. Since very few people have ever succeeded, naturally many speculations and conjectures arise.

The Chinese saying that the Grandmaster of Danjin is a terrestrial immortal is no exaggeration.

Now that Mitsui Hayato has said it so casually, it's even more unbelievable.

Mitsui Hayato didn't say anything, got up and left. No proof was needed; once the level was reached, it was done, and the difference would be like heaven and earth, requiring no explanation.

The crowd looked at each other, not daring to say anything.

Once one truly enters the path of alchemy, what does politeness matter? Mitsui Hayato would immediately become the first heir of the Mitsui family, and no one would object to him having the current head of the family step down.

That's the greatest fighter in the history of the Mitsui family.

What is its significance? In all of Japan, there is only one well-known master with alchemical cultivation, the Sword Saint Yamamoto Sai.

As for whether each sect or school has hidden secrets, no one knows, but the number is unlikely to exceed five.

This thing doesn't resemble the cultivation of immortality, where breaking through realms involves tribulations and attracts attention.

Even those who become top masters in martial arts don't flaunt their skills everywhere; they simply keep their skills hidden away, keeping them on a high shelf, and then unleash a thunderous strike at a crucial moment.

Tanaka announced that they were leaving, and the group departed with their own thoughts.
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In half a month, Ye Ningzhen recovered most of her health thanks to various tonics.

The original plan was to return and arrange a fight with Gong Ruomei.

Gong Ruomei was injured in her fight with Ma San, and Ye Ningzhen didn't want to take advantage of her vulnerability, so she wanted to postpone it for a month.

But to my surprise, I was even more seriously injured when I returned.
Chen Zhan helped her uterus every day to promote blood circulation and improve her qi and blood circulation. With the addition of various dietary supplements, she recovered very quickly.

Ye Ningzhen had almost fully recovered, and Chen Zhan remembered the seventh-grade ginseng root.

They bought various precious medicinal herbs and, following the prescription, made five Qi Blood Pills.

Ye Ningzhen couldn't stand it after eating one; her nose bled, and she felt unbearably hot. She needed to soak in ice water and practice standing meditation to release her energy.

Extremely hot-tempered!

Chen Zhan ate two pills, and while his reaction wasn't as extreme as Ye Ningzhen's, his qi and blood were full and surging. He needed to practice standing meditation to digest them before they could be transformed into his own strength.

The pills are not elixirs; once ingested, they permeate the body and immediately enhance one's power.

Elixirs are highly nourishing, but they are still external substances. If they cannot be absorbed, they will only cause harm.

Just like many people who are too weak to tolerate tonics, taking tonics can actually harm their health.

Even though Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen have practiced martial arts for many years, they still need time to digest and absorb the techniques. As for how much they can absorb, it all depends on themselves.

They practiced their skills frantically for a whole day and night.

Chen Zhan had completely digested the two Qi and Blood Pills, and Ye Ningzhen had almost done so as well.

There is actually another way to digest it, which is the union of yin and yang, which can further consume the fire energy. However, due to the lack of a method for cultivating sexual techniques, this method has to be abandoned. Otherwise, although the fire energy could be consumed, the medicinal power could not be absorbed, thus wasting the efficacy of the elixir.

Taoist sexual techniques were later demonized in various myths and legends, becoming an evil art of absorbing yin to replenish yang or absorbing yang to replenish yin.

In fact, authentic sexual techniques harmonize yin and yang, which is beneficial to both partners.

Such evil arts can replenish yin and yang, and replenish yin by absorbing yang. Weren't there many stewards, landlords and gentry in ancient times who had dozens of concubines?

They are all top-tier masters, invincible under heaven.

Chen Zhan remembered this matter and planned to visit Wudang and other Taoist sects when he had the chance.

The next half month.

Chen Zhan's boxing skills became increasingly refined, and he began to live like an old farmer. At first, he practiced boxing for a few days and did some standing meditation, but later he gave it up completely.

What Ye Ningzhen didn't know was that Chen Zhan had already integrated the practice of stance training into his sea of ​​consciousness, where he could practice various learned techniques, striving for perfection and continuous improvement.

It's like two people practicing at the same time, with the feedback coming back to one person.

As for Chen Zhan himself, he tilled the land and watered the fields every day. In winter, when not much could be planted, he used a hoe to turn over and cultivate the two vegetable plots in the front yard a hundred times.

No seeds were sown; the land was plowed dry.

Moreover, each repetition becomes slower and slower, with increasingly simpler and cleaner movements, sometimes reduced to just three actions: peck! flip! press!

Ye Ningzhen and Tian Jingjie both thought Chen Zhan had gone mad. Upon questioning him,
Chen Zhan asked, "Do you see any difference between this land and the land we cultivated yesterday?"

Ye Ningzhen knew Chen Zhan wasn't talking nonsense, and after observing carefully, she said, "There's no difference, is there?"

Chen Zhan nodded: "That's right, there is no difference, but this no difference is not what you think there is none, but exactly the same. The force of turning the soil each time, the size of each planting hole, the amount of soil, and even the force of each swing of the hoe are completely the same."

“Every step I take in the field is exactly the same, even the pressure I apply and the soil I break up are the same.”

"This is not something that is done intentionally, but rather something that happens naturally. People and farming are integrated into one. This is why ancient farmers, even though they were old, weak, and toothless, could still cultivate several acres of land a day. Their skill was close to the Tao, and they were perfectly integrated with it!"

"Then think about it again, is this land any different from the first time it was ten days ago?"

Ye Ningzhen thought about it carefully and realized that there were indeed subtle differences. Loosening the soil, turning the soil, covering the soil, and burying the seeds—each of these had subtle differences.

"Yes, but very subtle."

"That's right, this is the progress of alchemy. Alchemy must be perfect, smooth, and without any flaws! There must be not the slightest mistake!"

"Only in that way can you control the energy, control the body, control every part of the body, every minute detail, so that the dan energy is perfectly integrated and the dan energy is brought into the hips."

"That is, once a golden pill is swallowed, my fate will be in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven."

Chen Zhan told Ye Ningzhen that she only vaguely understood what he was saying, but that didn't matter; she gleaned an important piece of information.

He's about to achieve enlightenment!
How many months has it been?
It's only been a little over two months since I last broke through to the Transformation Realm in the backyard of Jinlou in Tianjin.

How can people progress so quickly?

If Ye Ningzhen truly enjoyed reading storybooks, she would suspect that Chen Zhan was a demon in disguise.

She quickly realized what was happening.
"You can continue, I won't bother you anymore."

Ye Ningzhen left the courtyard to take care of some other things, and Tian Jingjie also went out to watch over her, protecting her from being disturbed.

Chen Zhan was completely engrossed in it.

There really are Taoist alchemy practices in the fields!

The idea that sages throughout history integrated martial arts into farming is not just a casual remark; there is a great deal of truth to it.

Chen Zhan stepped into the ground again, but at a slower pace. Each swing of the hoe and each turn of the soil was much slower than before. However, only a master of the Dan realm could see that the power in his body was becoming more and more harmonious, condensed into a single, unyielding force.

After working on it one more time, Chen Zhan stopped and stood still to feel the effects.

(End of this chapter)