673 Inheritance

Ordinary martial artists tried their best to guide this true energy out of their bodies, but each attempt was like hitting an invisible wall, making them feel extremely suffocated and in pain, just like Wes before.

It felt as if I were in a chaotic void, surrounded by endless darkness, with only the faint light emanating from the true energy within my body. The distance was pitch black, and I couldn't find the right path at all, so I could only keep trying.

Although it was perfect to the extreme, the more I felt the membrane, the more I couldn't break through it and make a small hole.

Some elixirs and spiritual materials are like an irregular stone, while others are like an extremely sharp ray of light or a sharp blade!

With a gentle poke, the invisible membrane receives a violent impact, and a tiny gap, no bigger than a pinhole, may appear instantly. Although small, it is enough for true energy to seep out.

Thus a path appears, and one keeps pounding along this tiny gap, violently impacting it. With each impact, the gap becomes slightly larger, until finally, the true energy leaves the body.

This is also known as opening the Heavenly Gate, breaking through the body's acquired barriers, allowing true energy to leave the body and transform into an invisible force.

At this moment, the energy and strength of the whole body converged, and suddenly, within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) around the body, there was no wind and the movement was automatic. If the wind blew within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) around the body, even the slightest movement could be felt.

At this moment, the interaction between spiritual energy inside and outside becomes faster, and true energy seems to be inexhaustible and even more enduring.

Qi is born from blood and stored within oneself, just like the root of all things, deeply rooted in the body of life.

It flows and circulates throughout the body, unable to leave itself, silent and without a trace, containing incredibly terrifying power. It travels between the five internal organs, forming a small circulation that strengthens the body.

Just as lung qi circulates through all the meridians to assist the heart in circulating blood, liver function regulates the flow of qi.

Gradually, it circulates to the limbs and bones, nourishing every muscle, every bone, and every meridian, governing the entire body and circulating throughout the body.

"If your strength penetrates one inch, your energy can reach ten feet."

Martial artists can channel their internal energy to every minute part of their body, whether it's their fists, toes, or fingertips, and unleash astonishing power.

When the energy flows throughout the body, and the range of the aura reaches ten zhang, it affects the surrounding environment and living beings, and can perceive the movements of the surroundings.

Therefore, King Wu released his full strength outwards, like the propellant force of a rocket's tail flame pushed to its limit, and suddenly found a tiny opening, shooting out from that opening in an instant.

This energy is like the energy at the tail of a rocket; its power is so great that it seems to be able to shake the heavens and the earth, like Mount Everest coming upside down, causing the earth to sink into a deep abyss in fear.

That terrifyingly powerful force, from the tiny opening, as fine as the eye of a needle, burst forth with an incomparably fierce impact, like a raging beast suddenly breaking free of its restraints and rushing in all directions.

This power is dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than a martial artist's own internal energy, enough to tear apart the air, split mountains and rivers, and capture dragons.

What's even more astonishing is that it varies from person to person and from technique to technique, and the energy is mixed with various attributes, making its destructive power even more difficult to deal with.

Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, fire, evil, the bizarre, and the power of extreme cold, etc.

Flames danced wildly within, like the blazing sun descending and burning everything; thunder roared within, like the fury of the gods, shaking the heavens.

Hailstones swirled within, each one containing the power of extreme cold, capable of freezing everything in an instant; a dark aura permeated the air, like the call of the abyss, devouring all light.

The destructive power of the Qi energy, once it enters the body, turns ordinary mortals into nothingness, like a raging dragon wreaking havoc across the world, leaving nothing but ruins in its wake.

Flesh and blood bodies turn to ashes in an instant, and the soul returns to the earth.

The strong are like the heavens, the weak are like ants!

Moreover, the Martial Emperor slowly comprehends the power of heaven and earth, becoming a bridge between heaven and earth, drawing in wind and thunder, and gathering raging storms and icy rain.

Snow in June, heavy rain in the dead of winter, and no rain for ten years!

Martial Emperors are all capable of connecting with the rules governing the universe. Even minor adjustments within a region can cause man-made disasters!

Jin Luo, Jin Feng, and others had no famous teachers to guide them and started learning late, so they were only slightly different from Wei Si.

Wei Si, as one of the pride of Wei Family Village, has shown extraordinary talent since childhood.

The village elders, with their discerning eyes, recognized his talent and placed high hopes on him, devoting themselves to his cultivation. His path of cultivation was never lonely; he was always guided by the elders, who pointed him in the right direction and answered his questions.

Compared to Jin Luo and others who were suffering, when Wei Si encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, the village elders patiently analyzed the reasons for him and found a solution. Although the medicinal baths were few, they were always provided to the best of their ability.

He Chen's eyes revealed a hint of understanding. Unlike himself, Jin Luo's current achievements were already very good, but if he could not continue to break through, he would only be able to achieve so much in the future.

In a daze, He Chen gained a profound understanding of why many ancient records describe Martial Kings and Martial Emperors as gradually becoming emotionally detached on their cultivation path.

Especially after they turned 100, that indifference became even more apparent.

Upon closer reflection, lifespans vary, and emotions are ultimately a burden.

A century has passed, and the people they knew have all passed away, as have their peers.

Time is merciless; it has taken away their loved ones and friends, as well as their laughter and tears, and forgotten memories.

During the long years of cultivation, all that remains is to face loneliness and solitude alone, and emotions naturally become indifferent, as well as the terrifying thought that without breaking through, one's soul will eventually return to the earth.

I glanced at Jin Luo and Jin Feng. It was alright that they didn't have much talent; they were always diligent. However, their natural abilities were indeed lacking compared to some of the people I met later.

However, since they were his original subordinates, he felt he should give them some special treatment, thinking to himself, 'This is a way of not letting you down.'

With a slight nod, He Chen's mind drifted gently through the sea of ​​thoughts, no longer indulging in chaotic ideas. Without thinking too much, he closed his eyes slightly, and the ripples of his thoughts gradually subsided, leaving only clarity.

After a moment, he slowly extended his palm, as if the air itself had frozen. A subtle energy began to emanate from the surroundings.

Like a miniature human, with all five internal organs and clearly visible meridians, true qi flows slowly and unblocks within the body, and all the meridians through which the Five Tigers Severing the Gate Blade operates gradually become clearly visible.

There are exactly twenty-four items, no more and no less.

Slowly, from unfamiliarity to familiarity, I gently channeled my true energy into it, and suddenly the little figure seemed to come alive. Every move and technique demonstrated the power and skill of circulating qi and blood, and the importance of the location of qi and blood in various meridians.

For a moment, He Chen seemed to have a playful thought. He condensed his true energy, and the little mist figure slowly practiced each move and stance, alternating between movement and stillness, from fast to slow and then from slow to fast.

Nodding slightly with a hint of satisfaction, he whispered to Jin Luo, "Summon Jin Feng as well."