Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

Several days later.

Yang Yan Martial Arts Hall, training ground.

The clear light from outside the window penetrated through the skylight of the Martial Arts Hall, leaving a long, slanted patch of brightness on the warm-toned wooden floor.

Zhang Xingshan slowly stopped, adjusting his breathing rhythm; his Martial Arts Uniform was already soaked with sweat, even the ground beneath his feet drenched.

He headed to the corner to drink some water, taking a short break.

Pile Skill combined with Breathing Skills, even the notably stable and balanced Mixed Element Posture couldn't be practiced endlessly, as the aching all over one's muscles became unbearable, necessitating intervals of rest.

After all, modern Pile Skill in essence was a speed success method; without secret medicine, it was no different from self-mutilation.

Every time Qi Fortune was mobilized within the body, it came at the cost of bodily harm.

Some who had not suffered much even couldn't help crying out, unable to persist in completing the full Pile Skill routine.

If Mixed Element Posture was like this, Hidden Dragon Stance would be even more torturous.

Breathless, Zhang Xingshan's gaze unconsciously shifted towards Ji Jingqiu nearby.

He had deliberately paid attention these past few days, and it seemed like Ji Jingqiu didn't need any rest at all... How did he endure it?

Is this the madman who has withstood 16 years of Evil Poison Disease?

His grandfather is the director of the Security Bureau. On the night guided into meditation by Master Yang, Ji Jingqiu's profile was delivered to him.

No background, just an ordinary person, yet he received distinguished consideration from Master Yang, there must be reasons for it.

After reading that profile, his grandfather personally told him that Ji Jingqiu was not his competitor, nor could he possibly be Ji Jingqiu's competitor.

Grandfather did not explain the meaning behind the latter part of his statement.

Although he did not argue at the time, in his heart, he was unconvinced.

Zhang Xingshan withdrew his gaze, passing by Luo Xi on the way.

Their eyes met and instantly parted.

These days, they had little to no interaction, not even the courtesy of nodding to each other.

This sort of cold relationship, where they pretended not to see each other upon meeting, stemmed from their respective families.

The recent assassination attempt, although thwarted timely by Master Yang's intervention, causing no severe harm, did alarm the authorities, especially the presence of a VIP surnamed "Ji" at the scene.

The incident had frightened many people. On the night of the incident, the Security Bureau gathered its forces and violently purged several gangs involved at the lower levels.

The Security Bureau also began to act comprehensively, thoroughly investigating and clearing out bases of illegal and underground organizations.

But the matter was far from over.

Without saying anything else, just the mere fact that a VIP surnamed "Ji" was startled meant that the Security Bureau and the Security Bureau had to have someone take on corresponding responsibilities.

Just when the leads on the Supreme True Buddha Sect were cut off, the Security Bureau and the Security Bureau were fiercely at odds with each other, each eager to push responsibilities onto their adversary.

Since one of them is the grandson of the director of the Security Bureau and the other the granddaughter of the director of the Security Bureau, it's only that they're both being very rational for not fighting outright.

Though the two haven't crossed paths recently, behind the scenes, they maintained fierce competition.

For instance, Luo Xi's Breathing Skills and Pile Skill fused together yesterday, earning an oral commendation from Master Yang, so she won; the day before yesterday Zhang Xingshan got an extra bowl of rice at dinner, so he won...

Intense yet childish.

Of course, in their competition, both tacitly ignored another individual.

Ji Jingqiu.

Firstly, there's no point, and secondly, they cannot compete.

Since they are not competitors, what's there to compare?

Moreover, what's there to compare with this fellow?

Their eating capacity?

Even if they were tied together, they would only be equivalent to Ji's unit of measure.

Although everyone's Martial Arts had made progress these days, and their physiques had been strengthened, their appetites had all increased significantly.

But it wasn't just them who advanced; Ji Jingqiu also progressed with Divine Speed, securing the third seat in the Martial Arts Hall!

Setting aside his cluttered thoughts, under the silent encouragement of his two good classmates, Zhang Xingshan took a deep breath and once again threw himself into the torturous Pile Skill.

...

Sweat dropped onto the floor.

Ji Jingqiu, assuming the form of Hidden Dragon Stance, vibrated his entire body, his spine like a hidden dragon, with all his tendons and bones sequentially stretching out.

For a moment, a series of muffled cracks could be heard from his body!

The Qi Force inside him expanded and contracted like clouds, transforming into warm currents that permeated his entire body, nourishing every tendon, vein, and muscle.

Ji Jingqiu felt so comfortable it was as if he had walked into a perfectly tempered hot spring, almost moaning contentedly.

Marvelous!

This Pile Skill becomes more exhilarating with practice!

Simply can't stop!

Apart from complementing the vitality of blood, Qi Force also nourishes all parts of the body and smoothens the flow through every vein and acupoint.

Just like now.

In just a few days, he felt his body undergoing a transformation as profound as shedding of the old skin, with no trouble to speak of except for spending a bit more time in the restroom.

During his recent cultivation, he had constantly been pondering Master Yang's phrase, "Body like Qingshan, Qi like clouds."

When he used the Wisdom Light, although he could not achieve the internal vision as described in past life martial arts novels, he could still grasp an understanding by proxy, faintly discerning the approximate network of veins inside his body with the help of the internal Qi Force.

When Qi Force disperses inside the body like clouds, the veins, bones, muscles, and acupoints all form a microcosm mirroring the world of heaven and earth.

However, most of the time, the circulation of Qi Force is paramount.

Only after completing a full set of Stance, and when vitality surges like a tide within the body, does one witness the scene of Qi dispersing like clouds—a scenario reminiscent of a bonus calculation after clearing a game dungeon.

During most times, the Qi Force circulates within, with veins acting as rivers, and bones and muscles together forming a continuous mountain formation. Qi Force is the water, meandering thousands of times.

Gradually, a landscape painting unfolded before his eyes.

After Qi Nourishing comes Opening Veins.

But exactly how to Open Veins, Ji Jingqiu was utterly clueless.

The descriptions of this were too abstract, too hard for a true realization.

But when this landscape painting appeared before him—

The initially clueless process of Opening Veins gradually turned into a vague image, becoming clearer and clearer.

Qi like flowing water, veins paving the way, following the mountain formation.

Wherever the flow meets a blockade, whatever corner it cannot turn... he could feel each obstruction keenly!

This gave him a whole new level of insight into the Pile Skill, and even the human body's heaven and earth.

Just as Ji Jingqiu was immersed in his contemplation of the Pile Skill.

Yang Yan entered the training ground.

He didn't speak, standing at the entrance, examining the progress of the Pile Skill of each of his three disciples.

After a moment, he called a halt to the three and summoned them over.

"Your progress has been significant. It seems that even when you've returned home these past days, you haven't slacked off."

"But mastering the Pile Skill is just the first step. Don't treat Practicing as a production line job. Every practice session must be done with body and mind as one, carefully experiencing every motion, every rhythm between breaths..."

Yang Yan first nodded in satisfaction, affirming the progress the few had made over these days.

Then his tone shifted, urging them to continue to strive.

Between the lines, the message was clear: they should not be complacent, for they still had a long way to go.

Zhang Xingshan wore a serious expression, internally smiling wryly.

He had heard these words no less than ten times at home these past days.

Adjusting the Stance according to one's own constitution to innovate and renew...

This was utterly clueless!

"Jingqiu, you've already cultivated Qi Force and are a step ahead of them. Why not share your experience with everyone?"

Master Yang suddenly said with a smile.

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

Jing Qiu was bewildered in his heart; what was this all about, an after-exam sharing session like in a classroom?

Zhang Xingshan and Luo Xi looked at each other, lost in thought.

Having been sent by their families to learn Martial Arts, their talents naturally weren't lacking; their Innate Root Bone was all of superior quality.

These past days at home, apart from various nutritional supplements, elders also helped them stimulate vitality and blood, aiding them in seeking that thread of spiritual mechanism in the body's veins.

Which is the opportunity for blood vitality to condense and transform into Qi Force.

Yet until now, both of them had only edged up to the fringe of cultivating Qi Force; to actually nurture Qi Force would take at least another week.

Totaled together, no more than ten days.

Cultivating Qi Force in roughly ten days would already be a boast-worthy achievement.

But now... Ji Jingqiu has already cultivated his Qi Force?

How many days has it been?