Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

The rising sun dispels the chill of winter.

The Crimson Flame Martial Arts Hall was now desolate. Many of the registered and outer disciples, who had sought refuge there, were already filled with panic after learning of Yi Yan's serious injury.

Now, upon hearing Gao Tian announce that a powerful expert at the Enlightenment Realm might come seeking revenge at any time, he immediately applied to leave the martial arts school.

Many of them joined the Crimson Flame Martial Arts School simply to gain status; now that their backer has fallen, it's normal for them to leave.

Gao Tian led Zhou Chen all the way inside, to the house at the very back.

"Knock knock knock—"

"Master, I have something to report." Gao Tian gently knocked on the door.

"Come in." An old, hoarse voice came from inside the house, enough to tell of the speaker's weakness.

Gao Tian pushed open the door and entered, gesturing for Zhou Chen to follow.

The two entered the room, where the lamplight was dim and the strong aroma of herbs filled their nostrils.

Yi Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, his gray hair falling over his shoulders, his face devoid of color, and dark brown blood seeping from the bandages wrapped around his chest. He was breathing weakly.

The only thing that remained unchanged was Yi Yan's eyes, which were still clear.

He saw Zhou Chen following behind Gao Tian, ​​nodded to him, and then cast an inquiring glance at Gao Tian.

"Master, Zhou Chen has already refined his skills and mastered the Crimson Flame Staff Technique," Gao Tian reported, bowing.

"Hmm?" Yi Yan's eyes flickered. "How's your cultivation of the Crimson Flame Scripture going?"

Looking into Yi Yan's clear eyes, Zhou Chen had no intention of hiding it any longer.

Judging from Yi Yan's injuries, he probably won't recover in the short term. If he continues to hide his true abilities, he might not even be able to obtain a cultivation technique for the Opening Aperture Realm.

Instead, be straightforward and showcase your talent.

Although his talent for cultivation was exceptionally poor, with the help of the panel and the resources of the Qiankun Realm, he could still manage to make some progress.

"It's a great success."

"Hiss!" Yi Yan's body stiffened, aggravating his wound, and bright red blood seeped from the edges of the dark brown bandage.

"Master." Gao Tian quickly stepped forward and helped Yi Yan up.

"It's nothing, it's an old problem. That old bastard's skills have improved. If my dantian hadn't been shattered back then, he wouldn't have had the chance to kill me." Yi Yan said, leaning against the bed, but his eyes were fixed on Zhou Chen.

Come closer to me.

Zhou Chen stepped forward, and Yi Yan raised his hand and placed it on Zhou Chen's wrist, a wisp of extremely pure yet not scorching air penetrating into his body.

Before Zhou Chen could react, he had already withdrawn.

Yi Yan suddenly chuckled, "I heard you also killed two Marrow Cleansing cultivators?"

"They were both already badly injured; they were just lucky," Zhou Chen replied.

"There is no such thing as luck in being able to reverse the damage and cleanse the marrow through refining one's filth."

Zhou Chen was momentarily at a loss for words.

Yi Yan ignored him. His eyelids drooped, as if he was recalling the past, or as if he was dozing off. His withered fingers moved unintentionally.

"Tian'er, bring me the True Skill Diagram." After a while, Yi Yan spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Gao Tian, ​​who was standing guard to the side, responded and walked smoothly to the corner of the room.

He unveiled the ancient painting hanging on the wall and took out a roll of animal hide from the empty space behind it.

Yi Yan took it, trembling as he untied the rope, and stroked the ancient characters and uneven human meridian diagrams on the animal skin.

"People cultivate themselves by tempering their bodies and refining their flesh, strengthening their inner organs and cleansing their marrow. But do you know what this 'opening of the mind' actually means?"

He didn't wait for Zhou Chen's reply and continued talking to himself.

"What is being opened is the door between the human body and the universe. Once the door is opened even slightly, a bridge can be built to allow the body to absorb external energy."

"There are 365 such doors in the human body, corresponding to 365 acupoints. It is for this reason that this state was named 'opening the acupoints' by the ancient sages."

Zhou Chen listened intently, not daring to miss a single word.

"This True Skill Diagram serves two purposes: first, it teaches the method of compressing the body's Qi and blood to rush to the acupoints and open the orifices; second, it enlightens future generations on the location of the acupoints."

"Without a method to compress qi and blood, the power to open acupoints and vital organs will not be strong or last long, and it will be difficult to reach a certain level; without a method to locate acupoints and vital organs, relying solely on later generations to explore, they may still be stuck in the realm of opening acupoints for ten or eight years."

Yi Yan spoke at length, his face turning somewhat pale.

Seeing that Zhou Chen seemed to understand, he pointed to the human meridian diagram with fine lines drawn in the center of the animal skin, and then took out a plaque from his pocket.

"I should have taken you as my apprentice before, but I saw that you were exceptionally talented and I knew I couldn't teach you for long."

He handed the plaque to Zhou Chen and said, "This is the plaque of a registered disciple that I obtained when I returned to my sect. You can find a way to get to the county town later."

Zhou Chen took the animal hide and the token, examining them several times. The animal hide was warm, like human skin.

On one side of the token is engraved a tall mountain gate, and on the other side is his name.

"Master..."

Zhou Chen couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He then realized that Yi Yan's trip to the county town was actually for this very reason.

Judging from the word "seek" alone, it seems that Yi Yan's trip will not be smooth.

"Go." Yi Yan closed his eyes. "I'm tired."

Zhou Chen bowed deeply to the ground, performing a solemn salute.

He stood up, stepped back to the door, and was about to push it open when he heard Yi Yan's very soft voice behind him.

"Zhou Chen".

Zhou Chen turned around.

Yi Yan kept his eyes closed, and the dim lamplight made his face look withered like an ancient tree.

His lips moved slightly, "If I achieve something in the future, I'll help out the martial arts school."

Zhou Chen smiled and said, "I am a disciple of the martial arts school. Even if the school master didn't say anything, I would do my best to protect him."

"Master, your injury." After Zhou Chen walked away, Gao Tian, ​​who had been standing quietly to the side, stepped forward and asked.

"It's an old injury. This time, I was ambushed by that old bastard again. I'm afraid it won't heal properly." Yi Yan relaxed, a bitter smile on his face, no longer as relaxed as before.

He sighed, then looked at Gao Tian, ​​who had not yet taken his leave, and said, "Tian'er, our relationship is more like that of master and disciple than father and son. Why are you keeping things to yourself?"

"Master, the quota for the Crimson Flame Sect..." Gao Tian stammered for a moment before speaking shyly.

"You, you." Yi Yan had known Gao Tian's personality very well since he adopted him, so he understood what he meant.

"Tian'er, how do your and Lianxing's talents compare to mine back then?"

Gao Tian replied without hesitation, "Lianxing and I are far inferior to our master."

Yi Yan recalled the past and sighed, "When I first joined the Crimson Flame Sect, I also started as a disciple. I was only fourteen years old when I had already become a strong inner cultivator. Two years later, I entered the Enlightenment stage and only then was I able to join the outer sect."

"With your and Lianxing's talents, even if you work hard for half your life, you will at most reach the outer sect. You might as well live out the rest of your life in peace in this county."

"Is the Crimson Flame Sect really that powerful? Even those at the Opening Acupoint Realm are only at the outer sect?" Gao Tian exclaimed in surprise.

Although he was born in the county town, he lost both his parents at a young age. Before he came of age, he fled here with Yi Yan, whose dantian had been destroyed by the enemy. Therefore, he did not know the strength of the major forces in the county town.

Now, hearing Yi Yan talk about it, I realize that I was just a frog in a well, only seeing a small part of the world, and then I became arrogant and ignorant.

Then, he suddenly said, "But Junior Brother Zhou is already sixteen years old, and he's only at the level of a cultivator. I'm afraid he can't compare to Master back then."

Yi Yan shook his head. "In one month, he went from breaking through the Bone Forging stage to breaking through the Tendon Forging stage, and even reaching the Dirty Refining stage."

"Even the most outstanding talents of the Crimson Flame Sect back then were no better than this." The scene in his mind suddenly shifted.

Back then, his dantian was pierced by that peerless genius who was as bright as the sun in the sky, and he fell from the clouds to survive until now.