Blood Qi Bottleneck, The Three, Six, and Nine Ranks

Chapter 49: Blood Qi Bottlenecks, The Three, Six, Nine Grades

In his usual practice, Lin Mo only knew that the faster he breathed and exhaled, the faster the speed of nurturing and circulating Blood Essence.

Today, however, he heard Zhu Hao's words and began to experience a slow-paced practice, something Lin Mo had never imagined.

He calmed his mind, his breathing and exhaling sometimes slow, sometimes fast. Strands of warm Blood Essence appeared as usual, and this warmth even gave him an urge for his Blood Essence to boil.

"Take your time, extend your Meridian Cycle, and try to let the Blood Essence flow naturally after it enters your body. The limbs and torso of a person are like high mountains and deep valleys, with varying heights and depths..."

Zhu Hao guided him from the side, and based on Lin Mo's breathing rhythm, he could also detect the changes in his rhythm.

Gradually, the white mist exhaled by Lin Mo became more lingering and elongated, and his breathing frequency slowly decreased. He looked like a stone.

If it weren't for the Blood Essence still flowing slowly within him, ordinary people might have had such an illusion.

Lin Mo focused all his attention on relaxing, breathing, and extending his Meridian Cycle.

Originally, he hadn't paid attention to these things. He practiced breathing techniques in advance, and with the [dharma eye], his cultivation speed accelerated.

Although he was only at First Stage Perfected, the surging Blood Essence within him rivaled that of some ordinary Second Level Entry Martial Artists, even surpassing them.

After deliberately slowing down, the Blood Essence within him finally calmed down, flowing slowly through his limbs and torso.

"According to Zhu Hao, the meridians in the human body are like mountains and rivers. In that case, the technique for finding bottlenecks must also lie in controlling Blood Essence..."

Lin Mo closed his eyes and meditated, his breathing gradually becoming more even. Zhu Hao watched quietly from the side; he had provided all the reminders he could.

The rest of the realization had to come from Lin Mo alone!

After a short while, Lin Mo remained seated with his eyes closed, breathing steadily. Zhu Hao paced around him, not daring to make any loud noises.

After two short periods, Zhu Hao had already sat down.

"To think that I spent more than two hours to sense just one Blood Qi Bottleneck back then, and even then my master praised me for being intelligent..."

Zhu Hao mused, still secretly competing in his mind.

Even if Lin Mo was a genius, it would still take him an hour to find a Blood Qi Bottleneck, right?

An hour compared to two hours gave Zhu Hao a strange sense of comfort. Just as he was thinking this, Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

Whether it was Zhu Hao's illusion or not, he thought he saw a golden glint flash in Lin Mo's eyes, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he asked, "Brother Lin, why aren't you continuing? You should strike while the iron is hot..."

"Strike while the iron is hot?" Lin Mo tilted his head and frowned.

He had already sensed the so-called Blood Qi Bottleneck. He didn't know if it was due to his foundation or his Destiny, but he found three bottlenecks in just a short while.

In the remaining time, he searched to see if there were any other Blood Qi Bottlenecks, but perhaps due to his insufficient strength, he found nothing after several attempts.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, he finally opened his eyes and was about to invite Zhu Hao to a restaurant for a good meal.

"I'm not planning to break through to the Second Level in one go. I'll wait a couple more days, get familiar with it, and then look for bottlenecks. I'll break through them all at once..."

Lin Mo said truthfully. Zhu Hao felt a sense of satisfaction that the youth was teachable and nodded, "No rush, no haste. The path of martial arts is..."

He suddenly reacted and turned to stare at Lin Mo, almost disbelieving, "You sensed Blood Qi Bottlenecks?"

"Yes, I found them very early on. However, it seems there are still many?" Lin Mo replied.

"Genius, you are truly a damn genius..." Zhu Hao swallowed, finally realizing why this young man could become a personal disciple and why he was valued by the Patrol Commissioner. "You sensed them well. Finding one Blood Qi Bottleneck on your first try already surpasses the vast majority."

"One? I found three. Are there a fixed number of these Blood Qi Bottlenecks?"

"Three... three?!" Zhu Hao was truly stuttering now, asking repeatedly, "Can you tell me roughly where..."

Lin Mo pointed to a few places with his fingers. He didn't know the specific acupoint names, but Zhu Hao could see them clearly.

"Dai Mai, Qi Hai, Bai Hui... You actually found all three of these Blood Qi Bottlenecks?"

"Are there only three? Why do I feel it's not perfect..." Lin Mo frowned and asked back. He always felt that although the Blood Essence nourished the mountains and valleys in his limbs and torso like flowing water, there were some winding paths that didn't seem perfect.

"Per... perfect?" Zhu Hao was completely speechless, showing a helpless wry smile. He didn't know if his own knowledge was too shallow or if Lin Mo's talent was too high.

He could only explain, "The perfection you're talking about is probably only seen in Martial Masters. Martial arts have four levels, and the Blood Qi Bottlenecks are not just these three...

"The difficulty of breaking through from the First Level to the Second Level is not just about breathing techniques; before that, it's these three bottlenecks. Similarly, every time you break through a major realm in the future, the number of bottlenecks will increase... Three, six, nine, twelve, a total of thirty Main Meridians. Only when all are connected without obstruction can one break through to become a Martial Master."

Zhu Hao spoke very carefully, and Lin Mo listened attentively, without asking any questions, quietly waiting for him to finish.

"It is said that there are thirty-six Main Meridians in the human body. When breaking through to Martial Master, if one can discover the last six, each one will bring about a heaven-shattering change in strength... Once these six are discovered, it is possible to achieve that flawless, peerless Martial Master!"

Zhu Hao's eyes were filled with emotion as he spoke of this. Once upon a time, he too had dreams, but who knew that the first four levels alone were four great mountains.

Thirty-six Main Meridians?

And Lin Mo had already discovered three Blood Qi Bottlenecks while circulating his Blood Essence. Once broken through, one Main Meridian would be opened...

"So that's how it is. These Blood Qi Bottlenecks seem to have quite a background. I wonder if Master Yang has opened the hidden six Main Meridians."

Lin Mo pondered in his heart. According to Zhu Hao, he had actually reached the point of breaking through to the Second Level, as he had already discovered three Blood Qi Bottlenecks.

"Since that's the case, I'll start preparing to break through in a few days... Being able to break through a little earlier will allow me to solidify the foundation of the Second Level!"

Lin Mo made a decision after a brief thought. He glanced at the sky, which had completely darkened, and clasped his hands with Zhu Hao, "Thank you, Brother Zhu, for your guidance today. Shall we go relax?"

"Then I thank Brother Lin!"

Deep within Lone Swan Ridge, Tianying Prefecture City.

A dim, oily green light from a dilapidated temple spilled through its broken window lattice. A figure resembling Maitreya Bodhisattva, clad in black robes, had brazenly occupied the throne that originally belonged to a Buddha statue.

He shook his head, swaying, and looked down at the black-robed Daoist Children kneeling and kowtowing before him. As they raised their heads, revealing their faces, one could see they were a mix of men and women, young and old.

The oldest among them seemed to have half their bodies buried in the earth. After finishing their kowtow, they took a step forward with trembling legs. Their voice was ancient and hoarse, yet strained with longing.

"Maitreya Bodhisattva, when will we be able to return to your embrace..."

"This matter is for those with great virtue to attain; you must not be too hasty..." the plump Maitreya, with a kind face and a gleaming bald head that seemed to radiate Buddhist light, said in a long voice, "For this competition, we must save all beings."

The crowd of black-robed Daoist Children below shouted in unison: "Bodhisattva's compassion!"