Chapter 68

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As Zhao Xinyu entered the rice field, the girl turned over, her face flushed with embarrassment, tears of anger in her eyes, and she chased after Zhao Xinyu.

Last year, he spent more than four months in Cailiang Mountain, often traversing the mountains with Heifeng and others. His stamina far exceeded that of ordinary people, and soon the girl lost sight of Zhao Xinyu.

"Rogue, don't let me catch you. If I find you, you're dead," the girl stomped her foot, pouting, as she watched the direction Zhao Xinyu disappeared.

After running for a long time, deep and shallow steps, Zhao Xinyu finally appeared on a deserted street as night fell.

He turned to look around. Many areas were being demolished, so the street was dark and empty, with no one on the road. Even the nearby houses that hadn't been demolished were dark.

At this moment, Zhao Xinyu himself didn't know where he was. He could only follow the street, hoping to find a taxi to return to the hotel he had booked.

Suddenly, Zhao Xinyu's eyes flickered. He saw three dark figures ahead, and when he turned to look behind him, he saw four more dark figures. The seven people were dressed differently from ordinary people, and Zhao Xinyu could sense a faint aura of killing intent from them.

He took a few steps back and turned into a yard with crumbling walls that had already been demolished. The seven people quickened their pace and blocked him in the yard.

With a crisp sound, seven cold glows appeared under the starlight, and each of the seven people had a folding knife in their hand.

"What do you want?" Zhao Xinyu frowned, sensing something was wrong, but he didn't act, wanting to see if their purpose was robbery or something else.

"Don't blame us, blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't. Remember, don't offend those you can't afford to offend on the road to the netherworld."

As the words fell, the seven people moved, all rushing towards Zhao Xinyu with cruel eyes, clearly not intending to give him any chance to survive.

Zhao Xinyu quickly retreated, instantly entering a room with a demolished roof. The seven people didn't notice that Zhao Xinyu's eyes were now filled with a cold glow.

"Very good, the place you chose is quite suitable."

When the seven people moved again, they suddenly felt a figure flash by, and a cracking sound came. They saw one of their companions fall to the ground, limp and lifeless.

Without hesitation, they all turned and rushed towards Zhao Xinyu again. This time, Zhao Xinyu blocked the door and didn't hold back. With one move, two people were sent flying, hitting the wall hard and struggling to get up.

"Troublesome, let's all go together."

In a few breaths, four cries of pain echoed, and the scene fell silent. Looking at the seven bodies on the ground, their vitality fading, Zhao Xinyu's eyes showed no mercy.

He bent down to put the seven bodies into his spatial ring, picked up their folding knives, and left. As he left, he was still puzzled about who he had offended and how they knew where he was.

Even after returning to his hotel room, Zhao Xinyu still couldn't figure it out. How could he offend someone on his first day in Yangcheng, especially since he had never been to Yangcheng before and didn't know anyone there.

A thought flashed in his mind, "Pengcheng." It must be someone he had offended in Pengcheng who had sent people to Yangcheng to deal with him. However, he had dozens of lives on his hands and still didn't know who was targeting him.

Knowing that someone was after him, Zhao Xinyu locked the door, checked the room to ensure there were no abnormalities, and then sighed in relief. He went to the bathroom, locked the door, and turned on the shower. As the steam filled the room, he entered his spatial ring.

Looking at the unknown small tree, he chose a spot near the lake and planted it. As soon as he watered the tree, the entire spatial ring trembled violently.

The clouds in the sky rolled, the air became fresher, and the area of the spatial ring visibly increased. The vegetables, plants, and fruit trees in the spatial ring began to change.

A faint red mist emanated from the trunk of the newly planted tree, and as the mist spread, the trunk expanded rapidly like a balloon, and green leaves appeared on the branches.

Feeling the aura in the spatial ring affecting his meridians, Zhao Xinyu sat down, and the Hongmeng Scripture began to circulate, absorbing the aura in the spatial ring.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Xinyu exhaled a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze returned to clarity.

He stood up and felt the changes in his body, a hint of excitement in his eyes. He felt the qi in his meridians becoming thicker, and the qi seemed to be constantly impacting the Dantian and Baihui acupoints.

Feeling this change, Zhao Xinyu's heart raced. Could this be a sign that he was about to cultivate inner strength? After all, the Dantian and Baihui are two major acupoints in the human body.

His grandfather had once said that to have inner strength, one must have a Dantian to contain it. Inner strength in the meridians alone is not enough to support medical treatments.

Because of this, he always felt a lack of power when performing acupuncture, and after each session, he felt as if he had been through a major illness.

Now that he had the opportunity, he wouldn't miss it. He sat down again and began to direct the qi in his meridians to impact the Dantian acupoint.

Without running the Hongmeng Scripture, the qi impacting the Dantian only caused a tingling sensation. But when he ran the Hongmeng Scripture to direct the qi, a tearing pain instantly spread throughout his body, making him groan and his face turn pale.

Zhao Xinyu knew that cultivation was a defiance of nature, and achieving great success was not easy. He gritted his teeth and redirected the qi in his meridians to impact the Dantian again.

Groans of pain continued, and he felt the Dantian, which was originally smooth, begin to crack.

When he redirected the qi to impact the Dantian again, the already cracked Dantian was broken through, and the qi in his meridians rushed through, making the Dantian's meridians swell.

"This is the Dantian," Zhao Xinyu thought. The larger the Dantian, the more inner strength it could contain for acupuncture.

Understanding this, the Hongmeng Scripture ran wildly, and streams of qi entered this area, impacting the meridians, which grew larger. Eventually, the qi formed a vortex, and each time the Hongmeng Scripture ran, the vortex spun wildly, causing a tearing pain throughout his body.

Thinking of the hardships he had endured over the years, Zhao Xinyu persisted through the pain, and the Dantian's capacity grew larger with each impact of the qi.

The size of a walnut.

The size of a ping-pong ball.

The size of a baseball.

The size of a goose egg.

Finally, Zhao Xinyu felt the newly formed Dantian had fine cracks, and he stopped. At this moment, the Dantian's capacity was the size of a volleyball.

Feeling the changes in his body, Zhao Xinyu sighed in relief. When he ran the Hongmeng Scripture again, the qi in his body seemed more condensed than before he had formed the Dantian.

Just as Zhao Xinyu was about to run the Hongmeng Scripture to nourish the Dantian, the inner strength in the Dantian and the eight extraordinary meridians began to surge uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop it.

The violent inner strength surged from the Dantian, and the thin meridians couldn't contain it. The inner strength rushed into other meridians, causing chaos.

"The eight extraordinary meridians," Zhao Xinyu felt the inner strength passing through these meridians. His grandfather had once said that the eight extraordinary meridians are the most important meridians in the human body. If they could be unblocked, a person's potential would be greatly developed.

With the inner strength out of control, he could only let it impact the eight extraordinary meridians, enduring the tearing pain.

After repeated pain, Zhao Xinyu, pale-faced, showed a hint of excitement.

"The Conception Vessel is unblocked."

The Governor Vessel is unblocked.

The Yang Qiao Vessel is unblocked.

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After an unknown amount of time, the eight extraordinary meridians were all unblocked. At this moment, Zhao Xinyu felt an incredible sense of comfort. His meridians became thicker, and inner strength flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians.

Feeling the comfort, Zhao Xinyu smiled. Just as he was about to stop cultivating, his face suddenly changed. He felt the inner strength in the Dantian and the eight extraordinary meridians surge towards the Baihui acupoint.

His face changed drastically. As a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he knew the importance of the Baihui acupoint. If it was damaged, he would become a fool or even a vegetable.

Knowing the consequences, he frantically ran the Hongmeng Scripture, trying to stop the inner strength in his meridians, but the more he tried, the more violent the inner strength became.

"Ahh!" In a heart-wrenching scream, Zhao Xinyu felt his Baihui acupoint shattered, and his mind felt as if it had been split open. The pain was unbearable, and he collapsed, losing consciousness.

He didn't know that at the moment he lost consciousness, the violent inner strength had broken through the Baihui acupoint and formed a vortex, creating a space the size of an adult's fist at the Baihui position.

As soon as the space was formed, the inner strength, which had formed a vortex, stopped spinning and flowed like a stream within the space. The inner strength that flowed out entered the Dantian through the eight extraordinary meridians, and then the inner strength from the Dantian flowed back into the space at the Baihui position through the eight extraordinary meridians.

This cycle of inner strength between the two spaces continued, and the color of the inner strength changed, alternating between gold, emerald green, blue, crimson red, and earth yellow. The inner strength eventually condensed in the two spaces, but the inner strength in the Baihui position seemed less dense than in the Dantian.

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