Chapter 004: Rebirth of Flesh and Blood

He quickly pulled back the blanket, revealing a bare bottom before his eyes. Apart from a layer of freshly applied medication, no scars were visible.

The mountains are high and the waters long, the mountains collapse and the earth cracks, the mountains are heavy and the waters are intertwined. Lu Cheng practiced the martial arts he learned from the guards in the small courtyard where he lived, executing each move with precision.

Unfortunately, such phenomena will no longer occur in the future. "This is probably what is known as a complete transformation!"

Ma Chengwei smiled faintly, pondering to himself, I returned from my mission outside and heard that this kid was nearly beaten to death by the second young master half a month ago. How is it that after half a month, not only is he unharmed, but he has also been promoted to a low-grade martial scholar? A low-grade martial scholar? It took me three years of effort under the guidance of a renowned master to achieve that. This is simply an unheard-of marvel. Could it be that he consumed some extraordinary elixir?

Good, good, good, hahaha, this is truly incredible, is this the magic of the immortals? The Chaos Purification Technique? How marvelous! I, Lu Cheng, have really struck it lucky

Ma Chengwei, a top-tier martial artist, is merely a step away from becoming a warrior. His martial skills are exceptional, making him a formidable opponent among a hundred adversaries. The silver chainmail worn by him and his comrades is crafted from a combination of refined iron and a small amount of rare gold, rendering them impervious to ordinary weapons and arrows, as well as to martial artists of lower rank. On the battlefield, a thousand men clad in silver chainmail are sufficient to withstand an army of one hundred thousand.

A congenital master of the first order is almost equivalent in status to the emperor and the princes, a figure whom even the emperor must flatter. I, Lu Cheng, will eventually trample you, Lu Zhiwu, underfoot.

What of the esteemed masters and innate experts? One day, I, Lu Cheng, will far surpass all of you

Ma Chengwei felt a stir in his heart, realizing that it was the second young master who had bestowed some rare treasures upon you. It is said that this second young master also relied on the sect's treasure, the millennium cypress, and the * map * book of Dan to directly advance to the lower-grade martial scholar. His elder brother even used this as an excuse to send a large army to annihilate the entire Pine Ridge Sect. Indeed, this second young master acts unexpectedly, seemingly attacking you on the surface while secretly rewarding you behind your back

Only when one reaches the level of a top-tier martial artist, on the verge of becoming a master, can they attain the realm where intention arises from the heart, allowing them to act according to their will and instinctively avoid imminent dangers. However, in Lu Cheng's current state, this instinct is merely a fleeting insight and cannot be relied upon at all times

No more pain? No more pain?

This lengthy piece of over three thousand characters is firmly lodged in his mind like a book; when he does not think about it, it remains dormant, but once he does, it unfolds in his mind like reading a book, segment by segment, from beginning to end

Paragraphs of text, like tiny, jumping tadpoles, slowly moved from his mind, a chill gradually extending from the soles of his feet upward.

Damn, is there something wrong with my nose? Or is it that the fart I released is surprisingly fragrant?

"So it is Brother Ma." Lu Cheng was overjoyed, his face filled with sincerity: "Thanks to Brother Ma's heartfelt guidance, otherwise there would be no today for little Lu."

Good! Lu Cheng felt a sense of satisfaction today, fully aware that the strength within him had no outlet for release

This person is named Ma Chengwei and is one of the eight commanders of the Xiangfu. In addition to employing dozens of guards to protect his family, the guards in the residence are managed by the Jingwei Camp, one of the four strongest military units in the capital. Every year, 800 guards are rotated, with each group of 100 having one commander and two deputy commanders. The lowest rank among these commanders is a low-grade martial artist, while most are mid-grade martial artists. Ma Chengwei is the only high-grade martial artist among the eight commanders.

What elevated him from a novice in martial arts to a martial artist was the initial *illustrated* book of the Dao of Golden Light. After that, no matter how much he practiced, there was not much improvement. Instead, each time he practiced the Chaotic Heart Cleansing Technique, a small amount of gas would gather in his dantian. Although each time it was almost too small to be perceived by the naked eye, he believed that as long as he persisted in his hard training, one day he would condense a massive energy sphere within his body. At that time, would he not be considered a master of the martial world? In that moment, Lu Cheng felt that his future was bright, and the position of general seemed no longer distant from him.

"Good Fist." Upon hearing this name, Lu Cheng felt a surge of blood boiling within him

As soon as Lu Cheng spoke, he noticed a flash of a fist in front of him. Ma Chengwei stepped forward, arriving right in front of Lu Cheng without even greeting him. Lu Cheng was well aware that on the battlefield, the enemy would not give you a heads-up when engaging in combat. He had already focused his attention. Although he still could not see the true direction of the punch, he instinctively shifted his upper body, causing Ma Chengwei's punch to miss entirely. This was purely a reflexive evasion of the attack. Lu Cheng was certainly aware that on the battlefield, the enemy would not give you a heads-up when engaging in combat. He had already focused his attention. Although he still could not see the true direction of the punch, he instinctively shifted his upper body, causing Ma Chengwei's punch to miss entirely. This was purely a reflexive evasion of the attack.

In the residence of the officials, the other attendants are always too busy serving the young masters and mistresses. Only Lu Cheng, who usually has nothing to do, spends time building relationships with these leaders, seeking guidance on martial arts. Moreover, he is warm-hearted and adept at pleasing others, which makes him quite popular among the leaders. The few moves that Lu Cheng practiced earlier were taught to him by Ma Chengwei.

Alright, no problem. Once you have mastered this set of Broken Mountain Fist, I will teach you another set called 'Overlord's Great Killing Fist'

Lu Cheng touched his own buttocks, yet he felt no pain at all

Lu Cheng only felt that there was a small hand, cool yet warm, gently caressing him. This chill spread to wherever it touched, bringing an indescribable comfort, instantly traveling from the soles of his feet to his blossoming backside.

It feels so comfortable

"What a thrill!" Although he almost fell, Lu Cheng felt a sense of exhilaration for the first time while sparring with the book. He laughed heartily and said, "Brother Ma, I am far inferior to you. In the future, when I have the time, I will definitely pester you to continue our practice. This feeling is truly wonderful." It was such a sense of accomplishment to be able to spar with a top-tier martial artist.

Hehe, good, strike while the iron is hot, come, let Brother Ma teach you two more moves

In a few days later

At this moment, all the pain, all the discomfort, Lu Cheng has completely forgotten. What is called immortal technique? This is what immortal technique is! Is there anything miraculous about martial arts?

Lu Cheng chuckled, "Brother Ma, what you said is true. Without you, I, Little Lu, would not be where I am today. If you keep saying that, it would be looking down on me, Little Lu."

"Is it comfortable? Or is it comfortable?" Despite Lu Cheng's discomfort, the miraculous chill reached his backside, causing all his pains to gradually fade away. By the time he finished reading the more than 3,000 characters of the chaotic heart-cleansing technique, Lu Cheng felt a shiver throughout his body, and unexpectedly let out a loud fart.

Alright

He hurriedly pretended to be overjoyed and said: "Brother Ma, on that day I helped the second young master win Miss Shi's favor, and the second young master was extremely pleased. Not only did he generously reward me, but he also promised me just now that he would definitely recommend me to the military in the future, allowing me to carve out a career. Hahaha, if that happens, we might still have the chance to become comrades in arms in the future, right? Hehe, Brother Ma, do you think the second young master will keep his word?" He wore a face full of hopeful innocence.

Lu Cheng seemed to have guessed his thoughts, secretly reflecting that although he had broken through from low-grade to mid-grade martial artist yesterday, he still did not dare to exert his full strength in the residence. Otherwise, if he had revealed his sudden advancement to mid-grade just now, it would likely have caused a tremendous trouble immediately.

In the next moment, a wave of fragrant aroma wafted through the air

Lu Cheng, having gained the upper hand, did not seek to spare his opponent. He shifted his upper body to evade the punch, while his left leg pivoted to press against Ma Chengwei's front leg. With a technique named "Mountain Crumbling and Earth Shattering," he launched an attack with both his upper and lower limbs, aiming to trap Ma Chengwei. However, Ma Chengwei, seasoned from many battles, remained unfazed. The punch that missed was not retracted; instead, it transformed into a palm strike that descended smoothly. In a flash, his right hand darted down and pressed against Lu Cheng's advancing left leg. In that moment, they exchanged blows rapidly, each responding to the other in a flurry of three moves.

Oh? Lu Cheng suddenly heard his stomach rumbling twice, feeling an abundance of energy coursing through him, yet he also felt quite hungry

He hurriedly said: "The Second Young Master is a dragon among men, of course he keeps his word. Brother Lu, it seems you have made a name for yourself now. It looks like in the future, I, Old Ma, will be counting on you to look after me!"

Lu Cheng, lacking combat experience and being a low-ranking martial artist, was two ranks below his opponent. During the fourth move, he exposed a flaw, allowing Ma Chengwei to seize his wrist. With a pull and a twist, Lu Cheng was sent forward in a tumble, seemingly on the verge of falling flat on his face. In a flash, Ma Chengwei stepped forward, propping up with his right foot and loosening his left hand. Lu Cheng felt a gentle push at his lower back, an immense force propelling his nearly toppled body backward. He staggered back seven steps before finally regaining his balance.

After practicing diligently, Lu Chenglian discovered that this Chaotic Heart Purification Technique is akin to a martial arts internal skill. Each time he recited it silently, a current of energy would circulate throughout his body. When he finished reciting the last line, this current of energy would converge in the dantian, improving his physical constitution and elevating his realm.

In order to alleviate his suffering and divert his attention, Lu Cheng silently began to practice the Chaotic Heart Purification Technique. Just now, he had leaped from a mere servant to a martial artist without any prior preparation. What would happen if he completed the practice?

Just now, although the two guards, Chen and another, fought lightly over the books, they still sustained severe injuries, with their skin torn and wounds ruptured, causing a significant amount of blood to flow. Otherwise, he would not be feeling so weak and drowsy.

Lu Cheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, then silently read through the thousands of characters in his mind twice. He recalled that during the first complete reading, his entire body felt as if it were burning, with a faint sensation of heat. After the second reading, his body felt moist and sticky. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his skin was pitch black, and he felt as though he had undergone a transformation akin to the process of refining one's muscles and marrow.

He could hardly believe that he had wiped away those medications, and his pale buttocks looked exactly the same as before the injection

How could this be? Regeneration of flesh and blood? Skin regrowth? A divine technique?

However, unexpectedly, after the chaotic cleansing technique was fully applied, all wounds vanished, flesh and blood returned to their original state, and his entire body was filled with boundless strength. Although he had not broken through to the middle grade of a martial artist, Lu Cheng could feel that he was now many times stronger than before.

Ma Chengwei taught Lu Cheng a few more moves. Strangely, Ma Chengwei had previously taught Lu Cheng a total of 22 practical close-combat techniques, and it took Lu Cheng nearly six months to master these moves. Today, with just a casual hint, Lu Cheng was able to execute them quite skillfully.

"What a remarkable move amidst the mountains and waters! Brother Lu, it has been many days since we last met, and your progress is indeed impressive; you are truly a martial arts prodigy." Lu Cheng, so engrossed in his practice, was unaware of when someone had arrived behind him. In the blink of an eye, he saw a guard in silver chainmail, who was clapping in admiration, his eyes sparkling with thoughts unknown.

With the addition of today's five moves, I have completed teaching the twenty-seven styles of the Broken Mountain Fist. Indeed, as the saying goes, absence sharpens appreciation; come, let us exchange a few moves. This Broken Mountain Fist was created by one of the three great generals in the court, Shi Poshān, and is a widely practiced fundamental fist in the military, known for its significant lethality in close combat.