Chapter 417 - 382: Disciple of the Great Saint, Divine Skill Theories, and Taoist Qi’s Cultivation Sanctuary! (2)
Chapter 417 - 382: Disciple of the Great Saint, Divine Skill Theories, and Taoist Qi’s Cultivation Sanctuary! (2)
"It might be because of differences in physique, but the effect on me seems to be better than what the pill description states, at least 30% stronger than the effect of the Qi Armor Spirit Pill."Both pills can last for 7 to 10 days.
In addition to the Qi Armor Spirit Pill, by consistently taking the Moistening Vein Spirit Pill, it’s equivalent to gaining over a week of extra cultivation each month.
Good, Meng Chuan has already declared in his heart.
Qi Armor Spirit Pill, eliminate.
Cough cough... we’ll talk about it again when I’m broke...
Gathering his thoughts, new qi blood constantly emerged.
Meng Chuan controlled it, spreading it over his muscles and bones, waiting for the next increase in momentum.
As his cultivation technique advanced to the fourth level, after each major circulation of the Tao Heart Seeds Demon.
The amount of qi and blood produced has also increased significantly from the previous base.
Now, just by practicing the mind method daily, he can gain nearly 20 points of qi and blood.
Originally, he could even obtain about thirty points.
But due to sharing with the Tao Heart, nearly one-third is reduced.
Yes, with the improvement of the cultivation technique level, the appetite of the Tao Heart also grows.
This is after integrating the Seed of Fear, reducing its demand for blood absorption.
Only then did Meng Chuan deeply feel how difficult it was for Master Luo Guanyun...
"It’s really a life-on-the-line effort for Master to achieve perfection in the thirteenth level of cultivation..."
He estimated that without the integration of a new Chapter.
When he reaches this realm, his situation would be only slightly better than his master’s.
If it weren’t for the enhancement of qi blood brought by the fist skills, just cultivating the mind technique would also result in daily qi blood deficit...
Aside from blood absorption, the Tao Heart is quite obedient to me.
But being so passive, Meng Chuan still dislikes it.
"Continue to pursue both the physique limit and the complete cultivation technique as planned."
The former, the flower of flesh has already proven that this is indeed feasible.
At least the Tao Heart is confined within the body and cannot come and go freely.
Subsequently, by refining attributes, gradually perfect my ideas, and manage this thing...
But if he wants to save his master, Meng Chuan still feels he must rely on completing the cultivation technique.
After all, his master can’t break limits to acquire these traits to restrain the Tao Heart like he can...
As for waiting for the Tao Heart Seeds Demon to break limits, improving the divine skill, that seems still quite far away...
...
After cultivation, it was time for the trial lesson agreed upon with Taoist Qi.
Meng Chuan had taken some time recently to attend the public martial artist class by the other party.
Although Taoist Qi was teaching some simple and low-level Five Elements Fist skills.
He indeed explained it well, and Meng Chuan could learn some things from it to fill in gaps and omissions.
Today, he was prepared to ask the other party for guidance on more profound Five Elements martial principles such as the Five Qi and Spirit Breath.
Hoping to gain some insights.
Three o’clock in the afternoon.
Meng Chuan arrived at the villa where the Three-Limit Martial Arts Master lived, behind Huaqing Pool, outside Taoist Qi’s small courtyard.
"It’s not far from Dong Master’s home; if I study with Taoist Qi long-term, I can still drink a couple of drinks with Dong Master after class..."
He wasn’t addicted to alcohol; he just thought Dong Yue was always drinking alone, feeling lonely...
Gathering his thoughts.
As he was about to knock on the door, the door seemed to sense his arrival and automatically opened.
Meng Chuan entered the courtyard, where a long-missed, vibrant spring atmosphere greeted him.
Outside, snow was falling heavily, yet Taoist Qi’s small courtyard remained lush and green.
This made Meng Chuan marvel.
With the courtyard door open, exotic spiritual plants of various appearances were planted in a specific arrangement on both sides of the stone path.
In the center, a twisted ancient pine absorbed spiritual mist, and its crown faintly formed a Tai Chi pattern.
Meng Chuan was certain that this ancient pine was definitely priceless.
In the eyes of a Xingyi wood attribute martial arts family member, it’s undoubtedly a treasure worth more than gold.
He took a deep breath, and the wood qi naturally adjusted itself.
Like a clear spring entering the belly, the internal breath inadvertently was tinged with dark green, radiating life and vigor throughout the body.
This was because the wood qi in the courtyard was so dense.
To the point that even if you don’t seek it, it will seek you.
According to the novels, it seemed like Taoist Qi had set up a "Wood Spirit Qi Formation" in his courtyard...
Meng Chuan pondered:
"...I’ll ask Taoist Qi after class how much this setup costs, and if the price is right, I’ll get one too..."
This is what they call a "cultivation treasure land," similar to the "Fire Dragon Cave" Principal Yin Tianshou arranged in his office.
Meng Chuan felt that even if one didn’t practice wood attribute fist skills in this environment.
His related martial principles would subtly improve with the environmental influence.
"Xiaomeng, right? Come in, and don’t forget to change your shoes."
A voice came from inside, and Meng Chuan gathered his thoughts and entered.
At the entrance, he switched to the new wooden clogs prepared for him by Taoist Qi.
Meng Chuan looked up, and the room’s decor had more flair.
It was far superior to Old Dong’s place full of beer bottles...
A small round three-legged incense burner sat atop the shoe cabinet, adorned with patterns of Eight Trigrams, cranes, and snakes and turtles.
Its appearance was simple and solemn, exuding an ancient feeling, indicating it was an antique.
Meng Chuan guessed that Taoist Qi had probably brought it from his ancestral temple in the mountains...
The three-legged beast burner emitted thin smoke, drifting upwards.
It floated to the Yin-Yang fish pattern engraved on the ceiling, adding a trace of ’Dao charm’ color with the smoke’s help.
"Xiaomeng, have a seat. For one-on-one teaching, I need to understand your knowledge before deciding the content to impart.
Though I am new to teaching, I understand the importance of teaching according to aptitude."
"Understood."
Meng Chuan thought to himself, Taoist Qi was quite professional...
A simple small wooden table, with a worn porcelain vase holding wild chrysanthemums on it.
Taoist Qi poured tea into a small porcelain cup and then pushed it towards Meng Chuan.
"Taiqing Silver Needle from my hometown, taste and see if it suits you."
Meng Chuan thanked and accepted:
"Just the aroma is already pleasant, good tea."
While tasting the tea, Meng Chuan observed Taoist Qi in front of him.
The other was dressed in a dark blue thick cloth robe, neither thin nor as robust as himself, just right.
He wore a hair bun, with long beard and hair flowing like a waterfall.
If it weren’t for the United University ID hanging around his neck, he would be indistinguishable from an ancient person.
Meng Chuan’s gaze passed Taoist Qi, noticing a delicate screen came into view.
The pattern on it was the same as the ceiling, both Daoist Yin-Yang fishes.
But he guessed the corresponding pattern on the screen, like the Taoist Yin-Yang fish on the ceiling.
On a closer look, the ancient and solemn patterns of Bagua, cranes, and snake-turtles adorned the small round three-legged incense burner sitting on the shoe cabinet.
From its appearance, it looks very ancient, and Meng Chuan guessed it might be an heirloom of Taoist Qi from his mountain abode.
Right at that moment, a thin smoke drifted upwards from the three-legged beast furnace. Follow current novᴇls on novelhall.com
It floated up, grazing the yin-yang fish pattern on the ceiling, adding an additional layer of "Dao rhythm" to the atmosphere with the help of the smoke.
"Come sit, Xiaomeng. This will be a private lesson, so let me know your background so I can tailor this to you."
Immediately thinking to himself, Meng Chuan realized that Taoist Qi was pretty professional...
After another incense stick of time passed, he realized his learning credits wouldn’t go wasted.
With an offer like this, the lessons were bound to be worthwhile.
Half an incense stick later, he exclaimed joyfully.
"So, tell me," asked Taoist Qi, taking a sip of tea, "What knowledge do you seek?"
"Which knowledge?"
"An understanding of the Five Elements."
"Well, let’s start then. Sit down. This private lesson will let me understand your needs better."
Although Meng Chuan thought to himself, Taoist Qi is quite professional...
Both of them enjoying the moment, time passed by as they found conversation flowing smoothly.
After what felt like half the duration of incense, Taoist Qi finally inquired,
"Tell me, what is it that you really want to learn? Excluding the divine skills I can’t teach, everything else is possible."
Inwardly, Meng Chuan wondered, Could he really teach me secret techniques?
However, this thought remained hidden within him for now.
As this was their first meeting, Meng Chuan was reserved but attentive, listening intently to Taoist Qi.
The pieces of information aligning like the pattern on the screen behind the teacher, revealing wisdom in simplicity.
Meng Chuan thought, "Pristine Green Silver, he said. I should definitely ask him about arranging a setup like the Wood Spirit Qi Formation after class, see if it’s affordable for me..."
This place is indeed a "cultivation haven," similar to the "Fire Dragon Cave" that Principal Yin Tianshou set up in my office.
Under these conditions, even without practicing wood attribute fist skills,
one’s relevant martial knowledge would subtly improve just by the influence of the environment.
"It’s Xiaomeng, right? Come in, and remember to change your shoes."
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