Immortality begins in the Great Wilderness Grotto Heaven

"Have you sent anyone to follow them?"

On the narrow street, Zhou An's eyes lit up as he turned a corner.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a furtive figure following him.

Seeing that he was about to turn around, the man immediately turned around, pretending to be buying something, and leaned over in front of the vendor's stall.

These moneylenders are like venomous snakes; anyone they target never ends up well.

"But if you want to make a move against me, you'd better see if you have the ability."

Zhou An snorted coldly and walked straight towards Zhengyang Martial Arts School after leaving the shantytown.

Even a minor leader under his command earns more than 20 taels of silver.

It's likely that Boss Peng has a considerable amount of silver in his possession.

If this person is killed, it should help him improve his martial arts skills.

Demon flesh and blood.

If Boss Peng wasn't lying, this item should be extremely useful for martial artists.

With this in mind, Zhou An quickened his pace.

Unlike the deceased Fang Shi, he didn't know much about Boss Peng. Even if he were to take action, he would have to investigate the other party's strength and whereabouts as he did with Fang Shi.

After all, he had already paid back the money he owed the Chang Le Gang, so even if they wanted to deal with him, it would take them some time to set up a trap.

Unlike Fang Shi, whose debt was due in just two days and was imminent.

Also.

Before his cultivation level improved further, Zhou An felt he should avoid making a move in the dark.

Although the power of qi and blood can have a certain killing effect on evil spirits, it cannot ultimately be a decisive factor in a short period of time.

If you can't even kill a recently deceased old ghost with one punch, what would happen if you encountered a long-standing evil spirit?

Before long, a martial arts school with red bricks and green tiles came into Zhou An's sight.

The four large characters of Zhengyang Martial Arts School gleamed in the sunlight. In addition to two large lions standing in front of the gate to ward off evil spirits, there were also two disciples dressed in Zhengyang Martial Arts School uniforms guarding the entrance.

Upon seeing someone approaching, the two, who had been somewhat relaxed, straightened their backs with a serious expression.

"It's Zhou An! What brings you here?"

Upon seeing that it was Zhou An, one of them breathed a sigh of relief, and his serious expression immediately turned into a teasing one.

"I heard that you failed to break through to the next realm a few days ago and almost died, but seeing how rosy your complexion looks now, it seems that was not true."

"Is the owner here?"

Zhou An ignored their banter and asked directly.

Many people come to Zhengyang Martial Arts School to learn martial arts. Although he wasn't exactly a quiet person, he didn't have much contact with the people at the school on a regular basis.

With Boss Peng's men secretly following him, Zhou An had no time to waste words with the two guards.

"You immediately asked for the master of the martial arts school... How come you successfully sensed the qi and blood?"

Seeing Zhou An's unfriendly demeanor, the gatekeeper's teasing expression vanished, replaced by a serious one, and he subconsciously lowered his posture.

An apprentice is an apprentice, and a martial artist is a martial artist.

Once one senses the flow of Qi and blood, their status and position will be vastly different. They will not only become a formal disciple of Zhengyang Martial Arts School, but also hold external positions and work under the name of the martial arts school.

"The martial arts master is teaching people martial arts in the training ground as usual."

Seeing Zhou An nod, the two gatekeepers took a deep breath and said respectfully.

Thanks.

Having received the answer, Zhou An subconsciously replied and headed straight for the martial arts arena in the courtyard, amidst the astonished gazes of the two gatekeepers.

"This kid actually managed to become a Blood Refining Warrior in the last two days without making a sound."

"What did he just say? He was just asking for directions, and he actually thanked us."

"What do you know? This is what you call the vision of a Blood Cultivator."

Watching Zhou An's retreating figure as he entered, the two gatekeepers exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with envy.

"Martial arts training begins with Ming Jin (明劲). Only when one's strength is perfected can one sense Qi and blood and condense the power of Qi and blood."

In this way, one can strengthen the body internally and ward off evil spirits externally.

"Master, I heard my father say that in the end, martial arts training can lead to mastering supernatural powers like the big shots in the inner city."

Even when facing those vicious demons, they can be dealt with easily.

I wonder what level of training one needs to reach to achieve this. Can the martial arts at Zhengyang Martial Arts School reach this level?

As soon as Fang arrived near the martial arts arena, he saw a group of disciples surrounding a middle-aged man dressed in a blue, fitted uniform.

Unlike the ordinary apprentices on the periphery who were dressed simply, the core group of young men were all dressed in brocade robes.

"So it turns out a distinguished guest has arrived. No wonder the usually taciturn owner would personally come forward to help."

Seeing this, Zhou An's heart stirred.

When he first became a disciple to learn martial arts, the master of the school would give him pointers, but his expression was serious and his words were as precious as gold.

How could things be like this now, where not only are they fully equipped and ready to face any criticism with a gentle and pleasant demeanor?

"Any cultivator with supernatural powers must pass the test of martial arts, and my Zhengyang Martial Arts School is no exception."

Before the owner, Xu Tai, could speak, a tall, dashing woman stepped in to defuse the situation.

Her charming smile immediately caught the attention of the young man in front of her and the martial arts disciples around her.

"Blood Refinement, Spiritual Platform, Supernatural Powers..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Xu Tai, the master of the martial arts arena, suddenly spoke up loudly.

Zhou An saw the owner of the martial arts school suddenly come to a thick wooden stake as tall as a person and throw a punch.

In an instant, a muffled thud erupted from in front of the thick wooden stake.

"Bang!"

After the sound, the wooden stake remained motionless.

Behind the wooden stake, however, a shower of redwood shards flew out like exploding fireworks, leaving the young man who had come to learn martial arts dumbfounded.

"Qi and blood undergo three transformations. The first transformation reaches the skin and membranes of the whole body, with strength as sharp as a needle, injuring people invisibly."

The second transformation penetrates deep into the bone marrow, strengthening muscles and bones, making one unafraid of beatings.

After undergoing three transformations and blood transfusions, his body is completely free of leaks, enabling him to stand up to demons head-on.

As he spoke, amidst the shocked gazes of the group of teenagers and disciples, Master Xu Tai casually nodded his brow.

"Only in this way can one refine one's spirit and enter the spiritual realm, sense danger in the invisible, and ultimately master supernatural powers."

"If you practice martial arts diligently, you will one day reach that level."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Tai turned to his daughter, Xu Hongyu, and gave her instructions, without waiting for the group of teenagers to ask any further questions.

"Hongyu, since Young Master Chen and the others are newcomers, you should personally teach them the Fuhu Zhengyang Stance of my Zhengyang Martial Arts School."

"Yes, Master."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hongyu raised her eyebrows slightly.

She wanted to complain, but under her father's gaze, she could only keep a straight face and lead a group of curious teenagers to the side.

Before long, the boys, who had been somewhat puzzled, started calling her "Senior Sister" one after another.

"Everyone, you can leave now."

Seeing this, Master Xu Tai breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the disciples who were still watching.

"Um?"

Just then, Master Xu Tai's eyes flickered, and he saw one person walking against the current among the disciples who were about to disperse.

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