Chapter 11

Alongside the five-mouthed flying knives that he had closely nurtured, there was also the pine-patterned wind sword.

The Six Gods Knife Control Technique, though a flying knife technique, had some secret essentials that, when applied to other weapons and hidden weapons, could also produce remarkable effects. With just a few modifications, it could be transformed and used.

The martial arts and cultivation methods that circulated in the world were numerous and varied, countless in number. But in the end, they all converged into a single stream. Many principles were universal.

Zongshou had deeply understood this in his previous life. His thoughts were free and not bound by the conservative martial arts concepts of the past.

Every morning, he would infuse true qi into the sword, circulating it forty-nine times before stopping. After each circulation, he would wash the sword with clear water and then coat it with animal oil.

Zongshou called this the "sword washing technique." This method was not his original creation but was learned from a friend who was also famous for his swordsmanship. He then improved it, incorporating some of the profound secrets of the Six Gods Knife Control Technique.

This technique could remove impurities, temper the sword, and make the talisman sword spiritually attuned.

However, no matter how much he prepared the talisman wind sword as a defensive weapon, it did not consume too much of his time.

Over the five days, Zongshou focused more on his own cultivation. The opening of the qi sea and the fetal wheel had thoroughly opened the door to martial cultivation.

Inside the carriage, a gentle breeze blew, not from outside but from the "fist wind" Zongshou generated, though more from the flapping of his wide sleeves.

He moved with a peculiar gait, his breathing in a similarly unique rhythm, constantly moving in the small space of less than forty square meters.

His fists danced wildly, sometimes as fierce as a storm, sometimes soft and powerless, seemingly without any pattern.

It looked somewhat strange, but only Zongshou could feel the surging blood and qi in his body, like a raging flood.

If Yin Yang were present, he might have noticed something unusual. Even if he couldn't identify the origin, he would know that this was not something from Qiantian Mountain or Linhai Academy.

Chuxue, however, thought Zongshou was just practicing those strange movements again, no different from the previous days, only more bizarre. Occasionally, when she returned to the carriage, she would glance at him indifferently. Due to the incident, she had been avoiding being alone with Zongshou.

What she didn't know was that this strange fist technique would later become famous in the world, known as the Fetal Breath Spirit Fist. It was the supreme method of fetal cultivation from the Snowy Robe Temple, a major sect in the future Saha World!

Martial arts are divided into internal and external. Cultivating the wheel meridians and true qi is internal, while this fist technique is external. His self-created guiding technique was also of the same nature.

In the body wheel, there are nine wheel meridians: the fetal wheel, the breath wheel, the marrow wheel, the bone wheel, the blood wheel, the wisdom wheel, the organ wheel, the腑 wheel, and the outer wheel.

A martial practitioner's cultivation, opening the body wheel, is the process of practicing fetal breath, bone marrow, heart blood, organs, and flesh, ultimately strengthening the physical body.

From the inside out, until the body wheel is broken and connected to heaven and earth. The subsequent process is the reverse, using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen the physical body from the outside in, known as the nine wheels of the earth meridians.

However, even with the wheel meridians opened, the body cannot suddenly become strong overnight. It requires time to gradually show effects, slowly enhancing physical strength.

At this point, external assistance is needed to accelerate this process, and thus external techniques are born.

This Fetal Breath Spirit Fist, transmitted from the Saha World, is a top-tier method for internal fetal cultivation, strengthening the roots and sources, and building an unparalleled foundation!

After practicing the fist technique for a while, Zongshou felt a warm sensation in his chest and abdomen.

The fetal wheel, with its twenty-four acupoints, is a complete circle around the navel, considered the beginning of life and the source of qi. This has been verified in the future.

After practicing the Fetal Breath Spirit Fist for five days, it had already shown some effects. Yesterday, he tested his strength without using true qi and found it had doubled compared to a few days ago.

This was not entirely due to the fist technique; his unique body was also a reason. The two top-tier bloodlines he inherited were not without benefits.

Unfortunately, he could only practice this fist technique for a short time.

Soon, Zongshou, drenched in sweat, collapsed onto the soft couch. His weak physical strength had not improved even a bit.

He continued to play with a willow leaf flying knife in his hand. After his breathing calmed, he sat cross-legged and held a green crystal.

The injury to his abdominal meridian had completely healed yesterday. For safety, he deliberately delayed until today. He waited until his Fetal Breath Spirit Fist reached a small success, directly affecting his fetal body.

He used the Swallowing Essence method to draw a thread of essence into his body.

However, instead of directing it to his lower abdomen, he infused it into his right shoulder. The evening before, he had used the Golden Needle Acupoint Testing Method to determine another extraordinary acupoint, a wind spirit acupoint.

First, he purified all the essence, condensed it into a needle shape, and forcefully pierced this extraordinary acupoint. After penetrating deeply, he exploded it.

The process was violent and simple, and Zongshou was already well-versed in it. However, the moment the wind spirit acupoint was opened, his consciousness almost lost control. The unbearable pain made his muscles spasm, and he wished he could lose his sense of pain or faint on the spot.

But after just a few breaths, he forcibly recovered. He took two more beast crystals, swallowed them, and transformed the essence. He combined it with the remaining essence in his body and directed it to his lower abdomen.

An intense pain, no less severe than before, immediately spread through his entire nervous system.

Zongshou's face turned pale, and he took several deep breaths, but the pain did not subside.

He ignored it and, while still conscious, focused on his lower abdomen again.

This time, he used a high-quality crystal selected from dozens of wind-type beast crystals. The essence he drew was nearly twice as much as five days ago, but it only opened six acupoints in two fetal wheels. Each step in a martial practitioner's cultivation was more difficult than the previous one.

The light points in his body had already formed a contour, distributed around the navel qi sea, like a small wheel.

The qi circulating inside had also increased by more than half.

"This injury is more severe. The next time will be eight days later. Ha! I underestimated this dual-meridian body—"

The qi flow in the meridian acupoints surged for a long time, and the pain continued.

Just as Zongshou's consciousness was about to fade and he was close to fainting, a sudden explosion occurred deep in his mind.

In an instant, countless fragments of memory flooded his consciousness. Countless images flashed before his eyes, one after another.

The thirteen years of memory in this body erupted in that moment.

Then, the memory images suddenly froze. A tall, handsome man appeared in his consciousness, far surpassing Zong Yu and others. He smiled warmly but exuded a majestic aura that could swallow mountains and rivers!

Zongshou's pupils constricted to pinpoints.

With these thirteen years of memory, he finally recalled who his father was in this body!

He thought he would remain obscure, but it turned out to be the Blood Mad Demon Sage, the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, who, at the peak of his power, avenged his son's murder by slaying thirteen Heavenly Rank strongmen—

No wonder he was so familiar with the Indeterminate Spirit Emperor Technique!

The words "avenging his son's murder" lingered in his consciousness for a moment, and Zongshou suddenly burst into laughter, wild and unrestrained. His body tilted, and he lost consciousness.

Just as his laughter abruptly stopped, two figures rushed into the carriage one after the other.

Yin Yang arrived first, quickly stabilizing Zongshou and immediately checking his pulse.

After a moment, his expression was a mix of joy and worry.

"The Young Master's wheel meridians are open, and the fetal wheel is complete!"

When he spoke, there was both excitement and sadness.

Chuxue let out a sigh of relief, then thought of something and looked at Zongshou with deep sympathy.

"As the ancients said, a tiger father does not have a dog son. The Young Master's willpower is extraordinary; he can endure such pain. But this time, he was too hasty!"

He sighed and carefully took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve. Just as he was about to take out a pill, he coldly snorted.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, looking out the window.

"You came too quickly—"