Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

For an ordinary Martial Artist, this would be considered a mild case of deviating from the proper practice and entering into madness, but recovery would still require rest and recuperation.

Yet now, he felt no anomalies within his body.

He then wiped the blood from his nose and refocused his mind to internally inspect his body.

Spiritual power swept through him, and everything had returned to normal, leaving no trace.

It seemed as though the earlier loss of control of his Inner Breath leading to madness was merely his illusion.

But the residual blood in his nostril told him it was no illusion.

It was that his physical self-healing ability had become overly exaggerated.

The injuries within his body had healed instantaneously.

At this moment, he also discovered that the Governor Vessel had experienced unimpeded flow and had widened considerably after the recent wild control of Inner Breath.

"Indeed, it's feasible!"

The next moment.

His Inner Breath gathered again in his Dantian, then ascended along the Governor Vessel, passing through his abdomen, chest, throat, up to the midpoint between his eyebrows.

After pausing briefly at the Upper Dantian, it continued to rise along the Governing Vessel, passing through the Baihui point at the top of his head, reaching the highest point of his body.

Then it descended from Baihui, moved along the Governing Vessel down through his back, waist, and reached the tailbone.

Continuing from the tailbone down the Conception Vessel, it returned to the Lower Dantian, thus completing one cycle of the Small Circulation.

The rush of Inner Breath immediately made him feel that the Governing and Conception vessels were thoroughly cleared, and the meridians had also widened.

"It seems there's no problem!" he murmured, feeling the changes within his body.

Subsequently.

Jiang Ning concentrated deeply again.

His Inner Breath started from the Dantian, passing through the Governing and Conception vessels, Chong Mai, Dai Mai, Yin Wei Mai, Yang Wei Mai, Yin Chiao Mai, and Yang Chiao Mai.

Then once more, it circulated through the three Yin channels of the hands, the three Yang channels of the hands, the three Yin channels of the feet, and the three Yang channels of the feet before returning to the Dantian.

From there, he completed a cycle of the Grand Circulation.

Shortly afterward, as Jiang Ning opened his eyes, he felt exceptionally clear and refreshed.

His Inner Breath surged, instantly forming a fierce tiger out of condensed mist in his hands.

This was twice as efficient as before.

Indeed, the Daoist Grand Circulation method he learned in his previous life was effective.

Since that was the case, it was time to expand his meridians.

Having made this decision, Jiang Ning once more closed his eyes.

Immediately, Inner Breath within his Dantian surged like a great river upward along the Governing Vessel.

In an instant.

He felt an intense pain.

It was the pain of his Governing Vessel being torn.

If an ordinary Martial Artist had encountered this situation, they would not dare to act recklessly but would instead suppress the surging Inner Breath, allowing the Governing Vessel to slowly recover.

But for Jiang Ning now, there was no fear at all.

This kind of pain was nothing to him.

Afterward, his Inner Breath continued to surge furiously, wreaking havoc along the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and the Twelve Main Meridians.

After completing a cycle of the Grand Circulation.

He internally inspected himself, and a sweep of his spiritual power showed that the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and the Twelve Main Meridians had recovered as before.

There were no visible signs of the previous tearing.

Moreover, after one cycle of tearing and healing, the meridians had significantly widened.

He tried slightly once more and found that the burst of Inner Breath was much more vigorous.

The improvement was very obvious compared to before.

"Continue!!!"

He was instantly filled with motivation.

This visible improvement made him somewhat impatient.

Subsequently.

His mind free of any stray thoughts.

His Inner Breath erupted stronger each time.

The impact on his body's Eight Extraordinary Meridians and Twelve Main Meridians intensified with each cycle.

Each time they were torn and then healed, his body's meridians grew increasingly wide.

...

When the carriage stopped in front of the Xie Mansion.

Jiang Ning also opened his eyes.

Seeing Jiang Ning, one of the two people at the gate of Xie Mansion turned and hurried inside.

"Little Jiu, we're home!" Jiang Ning called out.

Xie Xiaojiu's voice immediately came from inside the carriage.

"Sir, I'm still not fit to disembark."

"No matter, then let's wait here!" Jiang Ning spoke.

Then he closed his eyes once more.

Continuing to guide his Inner Breath to widen his body's Eight Extraordinary Meridians and Twelve Main Meridians.

A moment later.

At the front gate of the Xie Mansion.

Xie Zhengtian's figure hurriedly appeared.

He hastened his steps, his clothing rather informal and without his fur coat draped over him.

As he arrived at the front gate and saw Jiang Ning sitting cross-legged on the shaft of the carriage, adopting the Five Hearts Facing Heaven position, expression neither joyous nor sad, he immediately understood that Jiang Ning was still in the midst of cultivation.

He consequently lightened his steps and gestured for the gatekeepers to make no sound.

Another moment passed.

Watching Jiang Ning sitting there in a serene and self-assured manner, like a high-ranking Daoist figure, Xie Zhengtian couldn't help but silently admire him.

Constantly cultivating at every moment, this level of dedication he had never seen before in his life.

He now understood somewhat why Jiang Ning had been able to rise so rapidly in less than a year to become a legend of Luoshui County.

It was not merely a display of talent but also a reward for his efforts.

At this moment, as a cold wind blew by, Xie Zhengtian involuntarily shivered.

With temperatures below minus ten degrees Celsius, he had deliberately not worn his fur coat to show sincerity and hurried to greet Jiang Ning.

But unexpectedly, upon arrival, he found Jiang Ning in a state of cultivation.

How could he dare to disturb Jiang Ning, who was in the midst of cultivating, and he couldn't bring himself to go back either.

Thus, he could only wait there.

But as time passed, in the severe cold of winter, wearing only light clothes.

Even without the fur coat, which serves as a warm cloak, although his Martial Arts skills made him somewhat more resistant to the cold than ordinary people, having not entered the Inner Strength Realm, he was far from being impervious to the cold and heat, and Xie Zhengtian silently lamented inside.