The Martial Saint, starting with daily intelligence.

This is an unspoken rule that everyone accepts.

The martial arts school only accepts silver dollars, not copper coins or copper coins, and there is no change given.

Therefore, the extra scraps naturally ended up in the hands of the cafeteria manager and others.

Of course, once the other party took the money, they did indeed do the job.

At least, Zhong Ming was not deliberately harassed by the other party and was able to buy peace and comfort with a mere few dozen copper coins.

This deal is profitable.

After downing three bowls of medicine, Zhong Ming's desire to cultivate reached its peak.

Upon arriving at the training ground, Zhong Ming practiced the Seven Forms of Tiger Subduing Fist again and again, his strength fierce and powerful, with the sounds of whistling and clothes hitting muscles filling the air.

It took a full one or two hours for Zhong Ming's blood and qi to gradually calm down.

Zhong Ming was also quite tired, both physically and mentally.

Finally, Zhong Ming stood in the Spirit Turtle Rock Stance for a while longer, until his internal energy and blood were completely calmed and his breath was long and deep. Only then did Zhong Ming stop his cultivation for the day.

When Zhong Ming walked out of Zhenyuan Martial Arts School, it was already around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhong Ming lives in the south of the city, about a half-hour walk away.

However, Zhong Ming would often take a longer route, walking slowly along the streets.

I walked and stopped frequently, chatting with familiar people every now and then.

See if there's anything noteworthy or worth noting along the way.

Therefore, what should have been a half-hour journey would often take Zhong Ming until almost six o'clock in the afternoon to return to his courtyard in the south of the city.

Autumn has arrived, and the sky is already darkening; it is evening.

Zhong Ming ordered a bowl of noodles with soybean paste from a nearby noodle stall for dinner.

After that, he returned to his room to rest.

  

Unlike modern times, this era is not characterized by ubiquitous streetlights, where nights are as bright as day, and nightlife is just beginning.

In this era, the night is very dangerous.

Wandering around the streets, especially in secluded areas, could easily lead to being killed by some powerful figure or even some strange creature.

Before his strength reached a certain level, Zhong Ming would stay indoors as much as possible at night and rarely went out.

Only when daytime arrives, the evil spirits disperse, gangsters begin to keep a low profile, and official police patrol the streets, will ordinary people go out to start a new day.

I get up around 7 a.m. every morning, have a quick breakfast, arrive at Zhenyuan Martial Arts School around 8 a.m., practice until about 4 p.m., and get home around 6 p.m.

After having dinner and washing up, it was almost seven o'clock. After waking up, it was a new day.

Repeatedly.

Zhong Ming's biological clock is now incredibly accurate; he wakes up and goes to bed on time every day.

It feels like going back to my past life, working a 9-to-5 job.

"It's been three years."

Time really flies!

Three years ago, Zhong Ming was lying in a dilapidated temple outside the city waiting to die when he awakened his past life wisdom on the verge of death.

Along with it, there is another system.

To be honest, Zhong Ming wasn't sure whether he had possessed the original body or awakened the wisdom from his past life.

In any case, Zhong Ming has complete memories of both lifetimes.

Zhong Ming did not feel unfamiliar or alienated from this world. The world is just like this. He has lived here for fifteen years and is already used to everything here.

This world is similar to the late Qing Dynasty of the previous life, but it has more extraordinary people, martial arts, and various strange and exotic beasts.

If it's not a system that comes with one's innate wisdom upon awakening...

To be honest, Zhong Ming probably touched his own neck as soon as he awakened his memories of his past life.

This damn world is just too hard!

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[Daily Intelligence System: Daily intelligence refreshes at midnight]

Zhong Ming (18 years old)

System space: two units (one unit is a standard cubic meter)

Martial Arts Realm: Blood Refining Realm Perfect Limit - Second Step Breakthrough (119 drops of essence blood)

Cultivation Technique: Spirit Turtle Rock Stance Perfected - Limit Break (Proficiency: 873/1000) [Four Stars]

Martial Arts Skill: Mastery of the Tiger Subduing Fist (Proficiency: 152/400) [Three Stars]

Root bone: 38 (B-grade)

Comprehension: 42 (C)

Experience points: 65

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"In another ten days or so, I should be able to break through again."

"I just don't know if I can break the limit again this time."

The entire Zhenyuan Martial Arts School believed that Zhong Ming was only at the "Introduction to the Spirit Turtle Rock Stance" level, and at most had condensed twenty-four drops of "essence blood".

In fact, Zhong Ming had already cultivated the Spirit Turtle Rock Stake to the minor completion level two years ago, and now he has even reached the perfect level.

That's not all; during that time, he also achieved a limit-breaking and a breakthrough.

The upper limit has already been raised to an inhuman level.

The original Spirit Turtle Rock Stake was only a three-star grade, but after completing its first breakthrough, it successfully advanced to a four-star quality.

It's hard to say about high-level martial arts experts, but in terms of understanding and mastery of stance training, martial artists at the Body Tempering Realm are absolutely crushed by Zhong Ming.

There are three levels of martial arts body refinement: 'Blood Refinement', 'Bone Forging', and 'Marrow Cleansing'.

Blood Refining Martial Artists need to use stance training to feel the Qi and blood throughout their bodies, and then condense 'essence blood'.

Therefore, it is called the "Blood Refining Realm".

After condensing essence blood, the body's strength will greatly increase. The more essence blood condensed, the greater the strength. In the later stages of blood refining, one will basically possess the strength of a thousand catties.

Once you can refine the first drop of essence blood, it means you've entered the beginner level of stance training.

This is also a sign of whether one has mastered the basics of stance training.

炼血境武者，1-12滴精血为初期，13-24滴精血为中期，25-36滴精血为后期，36-72为圆满，73-81为极限。

At the beginner level of stance training, one can condense a maximum of twenty-four drops of essence and blood.

In other words, to break through to the late stage of Blood Refinement, one must at least achieve a minor level of stance training.

The subsequent stages of Blood Refining Perfection and Blood Refining Limit correspond to the Great Completion and Perfection levels of stance training, respectively.

However, for ordinary people, being able to cultivate the stance training to a minor level and condense 36 drops of essence blood is enough.

This fulfills the basic requirements for subsequent bone and marrow cleansing and essence enhancement.

Reaching the pinnacle of Blood Refinement, or even the legendary limit of Blood Refinement, is essentially out of the reach of ordinary people.

This is a privilege reserved for geniuses and even unparalleled talents, and it requires someone to spend a lot of resources to support them; otherwise, it would be impossible.

The reason why Zhong Ming was able to reach perfection, the limit, and even break the limit was not only due to his own efforts, but also because of the system's support.

Normal martial artists only have 36 drops of essence blood, but Zhong Ming now has 119 drops of essence blood, and this is not the limit.

Zhong Ming's essence and blood continued to increase slowly.

Even if a martial artist in the late stage of Blood Refining completes Bone Forging, their strength is still only around a thousand catties.

As for Zhong Ming, his essence and blood are more than three times that of an ordinary martial artist, and his strength is many times greater.

The Zhenyuan Martial Arts School was crowded and noisy, so Zhong Ming didn't dare to try it. Instead, he went to the Dragon King Temple outside the city, where the stone statue of the Dragon King was said to weigh 6,600 jin.

Zhong Ming, however, easily raised both hands, still having plenty of strength left.

I did try it with one hand, but I lacked the skill and couldn't lift it.

Zhong Ming estimated that the strength of his single arm should be more than 5,000 jin, but less than 6,600 jin.