He truly lived up to his reputation as a peerless master.
On reflection, that made sense. He was, after all, an Old-Era Martial Artist whose life spanned a century. His Wild Bull Power should have opened more than five meridians.
Even now, Lian Youming suspected that his opponent had yet to give his all.
Presumably, it was still because of the lingering injury beneath his armpit.
Opening the Eight Extraordinary Meridians had always been an essential step toward Cultivation of Life and Nature Together, a closely guarded secret of the Daoist Sect throughout the ages. Even the records in elixir scriptures and Daoist texts were pitifully scarce.
The Eight Meridians Classic by Ziyang Zhenren, Zhang Boduan of the Northern Song, had mentioned, "All mortals possess these eight meridians, which belong to the Yin Spirit and remain closed. Only immortals force them open with Yang Qi, thereby attaining the Dao. The eight meridians are the root of the Innate Great Dao, the progenitor of the primal essence."
Put simply, anyone who could open the eight meridians had transcended mortality and approached the ranks of immortals.
If this method succeeded, one could return to the innate state, achieve Pure Yang Body Transformation, and condense innate essence.
And this innate essence should be the Qi of the Eight Meridians that Mr. Corpse had attained.
The Toad-Fishing Skill drew upon the Moon Cavern to replenish true yin, while Wild Bull Power used the Spinal Dragon to connect heaven and earth, drawing in the Yang Qi between them to break open the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. One was yin and the other yang: Moon Refinement and practice under the sun.
To return to the matter at hand.
Lian Youming stopped defending. As the words passed between them, he and Li Da flashed forward to attack, their