Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 25 - : "Eight Pillars Carrying Mountains" (Seeking monthly tickets and follows)

Chapter 25: Chapter 25: "Eight Pillars Carrying Mountains" (Seeking monthly tickets and follows)

Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then his thoughts turned,

and suddenly he realized.

"Killing a Human Demon who just broke into the Third Realm, Luck Points +10"

The Tiger Talisman displayed the record of yesterday's kill.

Among them was such an entry!

After fighting through the night, Chen Yuan now remembered,

it was that one in Yunlu County.

The True Intent of Divine Power he left behind had achieved its purpose.

It was an unexpected joy!

It seems his guess was correct; the Feixian Sect still had hidden pawns there—the publicly known sub-forum was just a decoy.

His initial decision not to act rashly was the right one.

Now that the demon is dead, the situation there should be resolved, and those people will be able to return home soon.

Feeling somewhat relieved, he took a long breath, Chen Yuan set these thoughts aside, and the inky spots in his eyes concentrated.

Then a golden light emerged.

Fundamental diagrams for Divine Powers appeared one after another within the square inch of his pupils, circulating.

After a brief wandering of his gaze, Chen Yuan's eyes fixed.

A fundamental diagram of Divine Power was locked in place.

This Divine Power, named Mountain Carrying, had the meaning of moving mountains akin to having the power to carry mountains.

For a mere martial artist to carry mountains day by day, how magnificent!

And it fits perfectly with the Mountain Patrol Military Officer's methods!

Chen Yuan quickly decided; he would choose this as his first Divine Skill.

The next second, a streak of sword light in his eye shattered the golden light.

The fundamental diagram then dispersed into specks like stars, shooting out from his eyes like meteors, converging in the Mud Ball, then through the Twelve Story Building, surging towards the limbs and bones.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes to introspect, and saw those specks of golden light entering the Profound Acupoints throughout his body.

Like lighting candles, illuminating thirty-six Profound Acupoints within the dark waters of the flesh.

This was the Fundamental Circulation Diagram!

Following closely, a stream of information emerged in Chen Yuan's mind.

A Divine Power Refining Method called "Eight Pillars Carrying Mountains"!

As his consciousness flowed, Chen Yuan quickly grasped the essence of this method.

The Eight Pillars refer to the hands, feet, cervical, thoracic, lumbar, sacral, coccygeal vertebrae, and the skull—eight parts of the body's power pillars.

By refining these eight pillars, the aim is to stimulate the thirty-six acupoints throughout the body, seeking the Great Success of the Divine Power.

To master this Divine Power, the first step is to refine this method to perfection.

Without any hesitation, Chen Yuan invested all his remaining Luck Points into this "Eight Pillars Carrying Mountains" method.

The next second, a sword sound buzzed from the Dantian.

Streams of Sword Qi True Intent surged from the Dantian, rushing towards the great dragon at his back.

Starting from the tail pillar.

Soon, a series of bone-creaking sounds that could make one's teeth sour began to ring out.

It was as though countless swords were scraping across bone.

Chen Yuan felt as if his back's great dragon was being pricked by ten thousand needles.

That sudden surge of intense sour exhilaration almost made him shout out loud.

At this moment, his face twisted, muscles twitched slightly, teeth tightly clenched, he forcibly endured it.

He knew very well that if he let out this breath, the effect would be greatly diminished.

And this process seemed incredibly long.

When that intense pricking sensation receded like a tide, Chen Yuan's whole body was drenched.

He broke out in a profuse sweat.

Because it wasn't a gradual process but an all-at-once point investment, the pain swarmed him, almost causing him to lose his grip.

He immediately checked the progress of this method.

"Eight Pillars Carrying Mountains"

"Tail Pillar: 34%"

"Chest Pillar: zero"

"Neck Pillar: zero"

"......"

Upon seeing this, Chen Yuan felt the path of the Divine Power was long and arduous.

But then, upon second thought, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

He was too greedy.

Others couldn't catch up with his speed of Cultivation even if they spurred their horses.

Steady on, that's the real deal.

At least it's a good start.

He smiled and got up.

After sweating buckets, it's time for a bath.

He glanced outside at the sky, where the sun was high up in the middle.

It didn't seem like much time had passed.

With that thought, he opened the door.

He found that both inside the room and outside in the courtyard were indeed much tidier.

His gaze involuntarily searched for the two little critters.

Soon, he saw them in the small courtyard outside the house.

There, in the greenish-blue pond dotted with lotus tips, a White Fox was hiding in a crevice of a rockery, licking its white fur.

The Golden Flower Squirrel, on the other hand, lay on its back, carelessly floating in the middle of the water,

using its fluffy paws from time to time to scrub its belly and feet.

What a comfortable sight!

Such a lively and interesting scene brought a hint of color to Chen Yuan's eyes, and his lips couldn't help but curl upwards.

Feeling lonely in this world, having these two little fellows for company to relieve the boredom didn't seem too bad.

This thought crossed his mind.

Then, he called out.

The two little ones had differing reactions.

The White Fox, as if afraid of being seen, shrank back into the rockery; a few seconds passed before it poked its head out and moved towards Chen Yuan.

While the Little Squirrel flipped over, then used its paws to paddle through the water, climbing onto the bank.

After a vigorous shake, the water splashed from its fur was all gone.

And then it hopped and skipped over to Chen Yuan.

Next, it squeaked, gesticulated wildly, pointing at the courtyard and inside the room, imitating the action of taking a breath.

It seemed to be saying, "Look how clean I've tidied up the yard."

Chen Yuan crouched down, stroked the two little fellows, and said with a smile:

"Well done!"

"I always make a clear distinction between rewards and punishments. You've done well, and so you shall be rewarded."

"You two little ones, just beginning to awaken your intelligence, need to cultivate, but without guidance, you can only consort with the wild beasts in the mountains. Would you like to follow me and cultivate by my side?"

After saying that, he watched the two little ones with a beaming smile.

The Little Squirrel, upon hearing this, looked blankly with its black beady eyes.

The White Fox, however, immediately prostrated itself on the ground as a human would, making a "yiyi" sound.

Seeing the Little Squirrel still standing there dumbly, it urged it on.

Only then did the Little Squirrel raise its paws and lay down.

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Causing both laughter and tears.

Seeing that both little creatures were willing, Chen Yuan immediately gave them names.

He touched the White Fox's head,

"From now on, you'll be called Little Bai."

Then to the Little Squirrel,

"And you, you'll be called Little Hua."

Hearing its name, White Fox instantly kowtowed.

The Little Squirrel squealed with joy, bouncing twice, and then hopped onto Chen Yuan's shoulder.

To show affection!

Chen Yuan laughed heartily.

......

At this moment, outside the door in the alley, two women passed by.

Behind them followed a young boy with drooping hair and a girl, eating green pastries.

One of the women, dressed in a white house robe with a blue floral headscarf, was Chen Yuan's neighbor and a widow, Sister Hua.

The other woman wore a gray robe and had wooden hairpins in her hair, carrying a basket in her hand filled with some pastries.

"Sister Ping, times are tough, and you're a refugee to boot. You should be saving money. Why go and buy these expensive pastries at the pastry shop? Isn't that wasting money?" Sister Hua couldn't help talking to the woman.

Somewhat puzzled.

The woman smiled slightly, about to respond.

A child's voice piped up from behind:

"Mother, these pastries are so delicious, please buy some for me, too,"

The young Huwa behind them, sucking on his fingers, pleaded with hopeful eyes.

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