Atlas of Heaven and Man

Almost at the same time that Chen Chuan received the approval for his application, Tai Dongwei and the others also received notification slips from the school, relayed from the review committee, requiring them to arrive at a designated location within half a year to take the Infinite Defense Certificate exam.

However, they were taking the C-level certificate exam this time, which wasn't as complicated, and the exam location would be temporarily decided based on the time they went to take the exam.

For Tai Dongwei, it didn't matter much, anyway, they were just there to accompany Chen Chuan, waiting for the Mutual Aid Society to notify them when to go take the exam together and then find a way to fail.

After all, the Mutual Aid Society had paid them in advance, so they had to do a good job, right?

Thinking positively, being able to accompany Chen Chuan to the exam meant they were trusted.

Having one more or one less Infinite Defense Certificate wouldn't close the gap between them and the powerful disciples; in fact, it might be more dangerous.

As a third-year student, he clearly knew about the incident from two years ago.

"Senior Brother Shen..."

He couldn't help but sigh.

He had also received help from Shen Zheng back then.

Even though he had already joined the Mutual Aid Society, Shen Zheng didn't look down on him because of it.

As an orphan, he truly felt kindness from others at that time.

At that time, he also had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Shen Zheng could lead everyone to break free from this cage.

But even someone like that couldn't do such a thing and fell on the road to success.

He sometimes wondered if Senior Brother Shen had gone to the Central City, perhaps everything would have been different?

But that was just wishful thinking after all.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, tossed the slip casually on the table, and got up to go to the training room.

Meanwhile, in the Nian residence, after Chen Chuan had read all the exam materials, he called Cheng Zitong and said, "Teacher, I've got the stuff."

Cheng Zitong was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay, I'll tell you a place, go there first, we'll talk when you get there, write it down..."

As he spoke, he gave a location.

After Chen Chuan wrote it down, Cheng Zitong added, "When you get there, just say my name."

Chen Chuan said, "Okay."

After hanging up, he went back to get a map and looked at it, then rode his bike towards the south of the city.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the location and discovered that the place was ostensibly a tea room, but in reality, it was a private practice hall.

There were many such venues in the south of the city.

The security captain said, "You must be Little Brother Chen.

Manager Cheng has already given instructions, please come upstairs."

Chen Chuan entered the training hall, changed his shoes, and went upstairs.

The layout here was antique, full of natural charm, and incense burners were lit.

He walked to the riverside, where there was a long couch with soft cushions.

He sat down here.

The place was relatively high, and outside the circular open archway, you could see green bamboo and flowing river water.

The wind blew in, gently stirring the bamboo leaves and curtains, and the tassels on the curtains were also gently swaying.

The whole person felt very relaxed, and sitting here quietly, you could think about nothing.

It seemed like only a moment had passed when he heard familiar footsteps coming.

He looked at his watch and realized that a quarter of an hour had unknowingly passed.

Cheng Zitong walked in with a briefcase.

Chen Chuan greeted him, "Teacher."

Cheng Zitong smiled and said, "How is it, is this place nice?"

Chen Chuan said, "The environment is very good."

Cheng Zitong came to the couch on the side and sat down, leaning on the soft cushion, striking a comfortable pose, and said, "I will be guiding you here for the next few days.

You only need to go back to school occasionally."

Chen Chuan could feel his intention.

He picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea, saying, "To cover up the exam?"

"We have to be a little careful."

Cheng Zitong pressed his hand down on him, "Don't bother, I'll leave in a while, you sit."

After Chen Chuan sat down, he continued, "The exam will take a lot of time.

If you suddenly disappear for a period of time, it will attract attention, especially since there are many graduating recommended students in the second half of this semester.

They are particularly attentive to potential competitors.

Although you are only a first-year student, you still need to be cautious.

During this time, you can disappear from time to time, and then show your face at the company and school, saying that I am giving you special training, then no one will suspect anything.

What do you think?"

Chen Chuan said, "Teacher's arrangement is very appropriate.

The student has no objections."

He took out his copy of the information and handed it to Cheng Zitong, who took it and looked through it, already understanding.

He looked up and asked, "How long do you think it will take before you can start the second limit training?"

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "The student's feeling is about half a month to a month."

"The time is not too long, then I will guide you here, the second limit..."

Cheng Zitong patted his knee and said with emotion, "I never thought that Cheng Zitong would be able to teach a student like you.

Some people are still stubbornly instructing students and never letting them go to school, saying that the current rules are not suitable for their students, then why let the students go to Wuyi?"

He took out some information from the briefcase he was carrying, "These are some reference materials before and after entering the second limit, you can start reading them first.

In the old days, learning was taught from master to apprentice, and no one knew what was missing or what was extra.

Now we summarize experience, sort out the context, and record texts.

The number of successful students is hundreds or thousands of times higher than before.

Only with enough fighters can the level of fighting continue to improve.

Treating the secret traditions of the old era as treasures is putting the cart before the horse."

Chen Chuan knew that Cheng Zitong would be full of complaints every time he talked about this topic and couldn't help but complain a few words.

He must have suffered a lot from this kind of old-fashioned rules before.

He picked up the materials and flipped through them.

These were some useful notes and insights left by previous students, all of which were printed materials.

They looked cheap, but the value of the content was very high.

Cheng Zitong packed up his things, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then stood up, "I still have things to do at school, so I'll go back first.

If you don't understand anything, feel free to call me and ask, if I don't understand, you can write a letter to Old He."

Chen Chuan got up and said, "I'll see you out, Teacher."

After seeing Cheng Zitong off, he turned back and stayed in the training hall.

In the following period, he would go to the practice hall below for his daily training, and during breaks, he would go upstairs to read books, enjoy tea, and admire the distant scenery.

In fact, this practice hall also offered experienced martial artists for sparring, but that would cost extra money. He didn't need that yet. If he needed sparring partners, he could just show up at the school and find a few students. Sometimes, even finding a coach was possible, as their skill and judgment were often higher than those outside.

Occasionally, he would also take the time to visit the company and clear up past commissions. As time went on, people at the school got used to his routine.

Another half month passed in this way, and by the end of April, he felt it was almost impossible to make any further progress at the First Limit. At this point, only two of the bone beads obtained from Qisai remained.

He could feel that, no matter how much he stimulated it now, the growth rate of the heteromorphic tissue in his fascia and bones was minimal.

It wasn't that the heteromorphic tissue had stopped growing, but that a certain direction was being restrained by the breathing technique and stance power. However, if he released it, it would quickly grow out in other directions.

Being able to achieve this level indicated that his control and mastery over the heteromorphic tissue inside his body had reached a very skilled level. It was like being able to retract a punch after throwing it, but it wasn't a matter of only being able to release and not retract. However, he couldn't completely suppress it either, or there would be no power to release.

From the information recorded in the data left to him by Cheng Zitong, he could feel that this was the unique control of the "Zhou Yuan Strength Method". Even if the heteromorphic tissue in a certain part was slightly out of control, he could use the heteromorphic tissue in other parts to cooperate and restrain it.

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Others were different. They could only stimulate the heteromorphic tissue cautiously, slowly pushing it forward. Once they lost control, it would be like riding a runaway horse, and they could only try their best to protect themselves, with no choice as to where they were going. If they weren't careful, they might cause another loss of control and damage to their bodily functions, so they often had to be extremely cautious.

To go to the Second Limit, he would need to change his medication and breathing technique to re-guide the heteromorphic tissue. Only a higher level of breathing technique could guide it to where he needed it to go when he released it.

The First Limit, in the language of the old era, was called "Nurturing the True Seed", while the Second Limit also had a saying, called "Guarding the Vital Destiny!"

Simply put, a martial artist was equivalent to nurturing a second life. Once they entered this level, they could greatly improve their combat power.

At this stage, the focus was not on consumption, but on guarding. Only by guarding it well and nurturing it could life belong to oneself.

The first step was crucial in "Building Tendon Bridges and Generating Bone Beams", with the heteromorphic tissue mainly growing heteromorphic fascia and bones. The key point of the Second Limit was in "Activating the Six Viscera and Generating the Five Organs"! The heteromorphic tissue spread and transformed within the five internal organs and six bowels, providing the martial artist with more abundant physical strength and a stronger body.

No matter how strong the tendons and bones were, the nutrients supplied, the flowing qi and blood, the aura that permeated the body, and even the activation of each force, all of these consumptions needed the support of strong internal organs.

This was also why people at the First Limit could often only unleash a few rare bursts of force in a battle, because any more would be too much for their internal organs to bear. There were many such examples among the people he had fought before.

After reviewing the key points about entering the Second Limit in his mind, Chen Chuan decided not to wait any longer and would try to enter this limit today.

He stood up, opened a box that Cheng Zitong had sent yesterday, and took out a cup of viscous, colorless liquid that had been prepared inside, placing it in front of him.

This thing was called "Dan Water", a drug to help martial artists enter the Second Limit.

After drinking it, it could be used to stimulate the internal organs and accelerate the growth of heteromorphic tissue there. In the old era, this thing was called "Yin Yang Drink", meaning that one sip could separate Yin and Yang.

This was also because the level of preparation at that time was not high, and they regarded each other as secret transmissions of their respective schools, relying entirely on personal experience to master it. Therefore, before drinking it at that time, they also had to coordinate with the celestial degree and qi number.

The operation of the heavens had the so-called "Six-Six Festival, Nine-Nine System Meeting". Due to the different cultivation methods, it was necessary to select a special day that was appropriate for oneself and drink this cup of Yin Yang Drink within the prescribed hour.

This was not unreasonable, because the activity levels of a person's five internal organs and six bowels were different depending on the time period. If it was placed on a larger spatio-temporal scale, combined with the rhythms of the four seasons and even the operation of the stars, and calculated to cooperate with it, there would be a feeling of acting in accordance with the heavens and moving with the trend, which would provide great psychological support.

Now, it was no longer necessary. This cup of Dan Water was actually a nutrient solution rich in high-energy nutrients, but at the same time, it also contained some toxic substances.

After drinking it, the Dan liquid would first be broken down and absorbed by the stomach and intestines, enter the blood, and then be transported to the cells throughout the body, while the liver and kidneys would convert and filter out the toxic substances. The martial artist would then need to immediately mobilize the power of the heart and lungs through breathing techniques and strength techniques. Throughout the entire process, the various organs of the internal organs would participate, which would strongly stimulate the underlying heteromorphic tissue that had already penetrated there, causing it to begin to spread and grow under the impetus of the breathing force.

The reason why this hurdle was difficult to overcome in the old era was that there was no way to grasp a reasonable degree. A little more toxicity could easily lead to an overdose, the consequences of which were self-evident, while a little less would not achieve the purpose of stimulation. Repeated drinking might instead allow the body to adapt, thereby stopping at this point.

The most crucial thing was that this water was very difficult to prepare, and various medicinal materials were very rare, requiring a very high price, which ordinary people could not afford. Of course, it was different now. As long as it was within the prescribed dosage range, the academy would provide it for free.

Chen Chuan looked at this cup of Dan Water. Because the heteromorphic tissue in his body was far more than that of other students of the same period, he had asked Cheng Zitong to specifically strengthen the toxicity during preparation, otherwise, it would not achieve the purpose of stimulation. In fact, even if it was a little too much, it wouldn't matter, because he had a second self, and the excessive damage could be borne.

He reached out, picked up the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

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