I Can Traverse Multiple Worlds-Chapter 37: Refining Acupoints Human Immortal: Unprecedented

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Refining Acupoints Human Immortal: Unprecedented

"A Zhenren breathes deep from his heels, piercing the Yongquan point to the Nine Capitals."

"The three primes, above and below, flow without pause. From deepest darkness, brilliant light does arise!"

On the back mountain, in a small courtyard.

Wang Xiao sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion.

Lines of the Enlightenment Heart Method echoed in his mind.

They were accompanied by sounds like the tolling of great bells and chimes.

The blood and qi in Wang Xiao’s body surged like a great tide.

A vast torrent of Inner Qi surged forth, materializing around him as a tangible Sword Shadow!

The Sword Shadow quickly retracted back into his body!

The next moment.

His Five Viscera chimed in unison.

With his Five Viscera as the center, from the Baihui point on his crown to the Yongquan point on the soles of his feet...

Acupoint after acupoint erupted with a series of pops, like crackling beans, bursting with faint golden light.

This light coalesced, forming halos behind Wang Xiao.

It made him look just like a true Buddha!

Or perhaps, he truly was a Buddha now.

According to Wuxiang Temple’s teachings, once one’s Cultivation reached the Refining Acupoints Human Immortal Realm, they were considered a reincarnated Living Buddha!

After Death, they could ascend to Western Heaven’s Bliss.

’Ten years. I’ve finally reached Acupoint Refining Perfection!’

Wang Xiao let out a soft breath.

Cultivating to the stage of Acupoint Refining Perfection had been even more difficult than he had imagined.

Each Acupoint was interlinked, requiring careful exploration and assault!

However, with every Acupoint opened, his strength had also increased at a meteoric rate.

At his current strength, he could probably rival a Tier Four Life form!

One had to know, in the Real World, a Tier Four Life form was called ’War Divine Level’ and was powerful enough to be a regional leader.

A single leap could cover a hundred zhang, and a single punch could break the sound barrier.

Their maximum Fist Power could reach 256 tons, and their speed could reach 600 m/s.

This was several times stronger than even a Martial God!

’The next step is to build the Divine Bridge, connect to the Mud Ball Palace, take the final step, and break through to the Celestial Human Realm!’

Wang Xiao rose to his feet.

Bursts of violent energy radiated from his body before being completely drawn in, making him look just like an ordinary person.

He wanted to practice his Fist Technique a bit more to get used to the body of a Refining Acupoints Human Immortal.

STEP, STEP, STEP!

A figure slowly walked into the courtyard.

It was Wang Xiao’s master, Zen Master Zhi Kong.

"Master."

Wang Xiao placed his palms together and bowed.

After he had begun Refining Acupoints, he had started living alone.

Zen Master Zhi Kong would only occasionally come to guide him in his Cultivation.

As Wang Xiao’s Realm grew more profound, this "guidance" had even turned into "consultation."

This time, Zen Master Zhi Kong, for once, did not ask about Wang Xiao’s Cultivation progress. An unconcealable sorrow was etched on his brow as he spoke in a solemn tone:

"Wu Chen, come with your master. We must see the Abbot off on his final journey."

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Wang Xiao’s eyes:

"The Abbot... he..."

Ever since that great battle ten years ago.

Abbot Liao Zhen had been severely injured, and his health had been deteriorating ever since.

However, Liao Zhen was, after all, a Human Immortal who had refined hundreds of Acupoints. His Power was unfathomable, and he had managed to hold on all this time.

He hadn’t expected that today would be the day he could no longer hold on!

It seemed the injuries Liao Zhen had sustained ten years ago were even more severe than imagined.

Wang Xiao actually held Liao Zhen in high regard.

Although Liao Zhen, unlike Zen Master Zhi Kong, didn’t meticulously care for every aspect of his life and Cultivation,

he would still come by occasionally to guide his Cultivation.

The reason Wang Xiao was able to use all sorts of potent medicines to temper his bones and polish his body from a young age was also thanks to Liao Zhen’s approval.

It could be said that without Liao Zhen’s tacit approval, Wang Xiao’s Cultivation progress could not have been so fast.

Now, hearing that Liao Zhen’s time was up, Wang Xiao’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.

"Amitayus Buddha. Life and death are fated. Let’s go. Don’t make a scene." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Zen Master Zhi Kong quietly walked out of the courtyard.

Wang Xiao sighed and followed closely behind.

A moment later.

The two arrived at a simple-looking meditation hut by a cliff on the back mountain and stepped inside.

Inside the meditation hut.

On a small bed.

A monk sat cross-legged, wearing a Brocade Kasaya and a Vilu Hat.

The monk had a face like a full moon and eyes like starlight. He looked to be in his eighties or nineties, with long, white eyebrows and a compassionate expression.

It was the Abbot of Wuxiang Temple, Liao Zhen.

However, the Liao Zhen of this moment no longer had the vigorous qi and blood of his prime. Instead, he showed signs of decay everywhere. His flesh and blood were withered, and he looked as if he were nothing but a skeleton draped in skin.

Zen Master Zhi Kong recited a Buddhist phrase, "Master, this disciple has brought Wu Chen."

"Greetings, Abbot." Wang Xiao stood to the side, palms together, and bowed.

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. There’s no need for such formalities."

Liao Zhen smiled, trying his best to look more spirited:

"Ah, young Wu Chen. Has your Cultivation been smooth recently? Do you have any questions?"

Wang Xiao replied:

"Replying to the Abbot, this disciple’s Cultivation has been very smooth. I have already achieved Acupoint Refining Perfection."

Hearing Wang Xiao’s words,

Liao Zhen was stunned for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter:

"Good! Excellent! Our Wuxiang Temple has another Refining Acupoints Human Immortal, and one who has reached Acupoint Refining Perfection at that! Acupoint Refining Perfection at thirteen... In the future, you may very well reach for the Celestial Human Realm! A pity... a pity this old monk will not be there to see it."

After speaking, he was seized by another fit of violent coughing.

Over the years, Zen Master Zhi Kong had grown immune to Wang Xiao’s terrifying Cultivation Talent, so he wasn’t particularly surprised.

He looked at the weakened Liao Zhen, his eyes turning red:

"Master, please take care of yourself."

Liao Zhen waved his hand:

"This old monk’s time has come. I am about to ascend to Western Heaven’s Bliss. You need not grieve. We who follow the path of Buddhist Cultivation believe in the next life."

"This old monk can say that I have saved all sentient beings in this life, with a clear conscience before myself and before my Buddha. And now, seeing young Wu Chen cultivate to the Human Immortal Realm, I have no regrets."

"You two wait here for a moment. This old monk has summoned others. Before this old monk’s Death, I must naturally make my final arrangements clear."

"Yes." Zen Master Zhi Kong and Wang Xiao stood respectfully to the side.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour.

STEP, STEP, STEP.

A series of footsteps sounded from outside the meditation hut.

Immediately after,

one by one, monks filed in.

The already small meditation hut was instantly crowded with people.

Wang Xiao turned his head and saw that these monks were all high-ranking members of the temple.

Their Cultivation had all reached at least the Demi-Immortal Realm.

There was also one man with a tall, imposing build and a square face. He wore a string of large Buddhist Beads around his neck and held a Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand, his aura incomparably powerful.

His face showed neither sorrow nor joy. He was like a great mountain, exuding immense pressure.

Wang Xiao knew this man was named Zhi Hyun. He was his master’s junior martial brother and the head of the Precepts Hall.

His Cultivation was also at the Refining Acupoints Human Immortal Realm, and he was even a notch stronger than his own master.

"Junior Brother, are you alright?"

"Senior Brother, have the injuries from back then relapsed?"

"Master, please take care of yourself."

These monks stood before Liao Zhen, continuously asking after him with concern.

Liao Zhen waved his hand. "This old monk can already feel that my time has come. That is why I have specially summoned you all to give my final instructions. Be silent for now and listen to this old monk’s arrangements."

In an instant, the entire meditation hut fell silent.

Only Liao Zhen’s voice could be heard.

"In two years, it will be the day of the Zen debate between our Wuxiang Temple and Yuan Chu Temple. At that time, Wu Chen will represent Wuxiang Temple to debate Zen with the Scripture of Yuan Chu Temple."

"None of you need to worry about losing. Wu Chen’s Talent is superb. He has already cultivated to the Human Immortal Realm, a feat unprecedented in history. In this Zen debate, Wuxiang Temple will surely be victorious."

When the others heard Liao Zhen’s words, their pupils all dilated and their mouths fell slightly agape, their eyes revealing an irrepressible shock.

Their minds were in turmoil, like a river churning the sea.

One by one, they looked at Wang Xiao and cried out in astonishment.

"Wu Chen has broken through to the Refining Acupoints Human Immortal Realm?!"

"Amitabha, a thirteen-year-old Refining Acupoints Human Immortal... This is an achievement that will shake the past and dazzle the future."

"With such a Cultivation speed, could Wu Chen be a reincarnation of the Buddha?!"

This news was truly earth-shattering!

One must understand that in the two-thousand-year history of Martial Arts in the Great Martial Realm,

those who could break through to the Refining Acupoints Human Immortal Realm before the age of twenty could be counted on one hand.

Let alone at the age of thirteen—this was truly unprecedented!

For a time, much of the sorrowful atmosphere in the meditation hut seemed to dissipate.

After speaking, Liao Zhen continued:

"Also, to prevent Yuan Chu Temple from seizing the opportunity to cause trouble after this old monk’s passing, you should not rush to announce the news of my Death. Wait until after the Zen debate, once the situation has stabilized. It will not be too late to announce it then."

The other monks fell silent upon hearing this.

Although it was not a dignified thing to do, they knew it was a necessary measure.

Yuan Chu Temple is a great enterprise now. If they were to learn that the Abbot had passed away,

even if they lost the Zen debate, they might not necessarily hand over half of their temple grounds.

Seeing no objections, Liao Zhen let out a breath of relief. His gaze swept over Zhi Kong and Zhi Hyun, his two most outstanding disciples, and he slowly said:

"After this old monk’s Death, the position of Abbot of Wuxiang Temple must also be filled..."