The internal qi in droplets bred within the body, then quickly emerged from all over the body.
It felt as if a bomb had exploded inside his body, a sensation that was difficult to describe.
"Effective!"
A smile appeared on Chen An's face.
In his body, the meridians opened up by the Qing Song's Qi had already taken shape.
Chen An could clearly feel the difference.
Generally speaking, the meridians opened up through the Mingming Body Qi were more perfect and mostly concentrated in certain areas, showing a sense of order.
The meridians opened by the Qing Song's Qi were much inferior, not only looser in appearance but also significantly fewer in quantity.
These opened meridians had significant differences, especially in the nurturing of internal qi.
But for Chen An, it had a good meaning.
Because the meridians opened by the two methods did not overlap!
This was a natural thing.
Just like how the effects of tempering the body in martial arts varied, the meridians opened by different internal cultivation methods naturally had their differences.
Generally, each internal cultivation method could only open up a certain number of meridians, each with its own focus and limits, unable to be infinitely expanded.
Therefore, Chen An's attempt this time was actually meaningful.
This meant that he could enhance the number of meridians in his body by upgrading different cultivation methods.
The benefits were obvious.
The more meridians opened in the body, the faster the nurturing of internal qi and the greater the upper limit of refined internal qi.
There were many benefits.
A smile appeared on Chen An's face, and his mood was quite good.
From the current results, he had found a good way to strengthen himself.
By opening different meridians through various internal cultivation methods, he could enhance his internal qi.
With this method, he could bypass the limitations of the Mingming Body Qi and achieve a level of perfect internal qi.
In essence, there was not much difference between perfect internal qi and great achievement in internal qi; it was just a matter of the strength of internal qi.
And the strength of internal qi was determined by the number of opened meridians in the body.
The Mingming Body Qi technique left by Bai Qing only had five layers, missing the content after achieving great achievement in internal qi.
Chen An could not reach great achievement in internal qi by enhancing the Mingming Body Qi.
So, he could only find another way, which was somewhat of a compromise.
Chen An sighed, feeling somewhat troubled.
He had found a new way, which was a good thing, but there was also a downside.
Lack of money.
Oh, it wasn't just the lack of money; he had actually borrowed money from others directly, and he didn't know how to pay it back for a while.
This was indeed a headache.
"Should I just ask Miss Bai for a fat job?"
Chen An pondered, but shook his head as soon as he thought about it.
It probably wouldn't work.
Bai Qing was indeed wealthy, but she was also an ambitious woman.
If it were someone like Song Lao who asked Bai Qing, they would most likely get what they wanted. But for Chen An, it was unlikely.
Because in Bai Qing's eyes, Chen An was a young man with a bright future, outstanding talent, and unlimited future achievements.
How could a young man like him degenerate early and waste away in places with no future prospects!
In the eyes of Bai Qing and her ilk, wealth was extrinsic, and only martial arts were fundamental.
So even if Chen An took the initiative to ask, Bai Qing would probably not agree, and would even take turns to persuade Chen An to give up these decadent ideas.
Chen An couldn't help but sigh.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have stood out too much and made Bai Qing pay so much attention to him, denying him the chance to swim.
But it was too late to regret now.
Finding a fat job to hang around and wait for death was out of the question, embezzlement was impossible, and asking Bai Qing directly for money might work once or twice, but it wouldn't be easy to find a good reason for repeated requests.
He had to find a suitable way.
Thinking back to Bai Changyue's previous introduction, Chen An pondered silently.
As he thought, he continued to elevate the level of the Qing Song's Qi by another level, consuming five points of source power again.
The effect of the second level of Qing Song's Qi was quite good, much more intense than the previous sensation.
Chen An carefully felt it for a moment and found no problems.
This confirmed some of his speculations.
As mentioned earlier, the Qing Song's Qi technique was one of the lowest-level internal cultivation methods among many.
The content up to now was decent, but from later on, it could be said to be full of errors or even somewhat ridiculous.
In the three layers of content, the first layer was passable, not deceiving, the second layer had some problems, and the third layer was even more absurd, almost entirely based on speculation.
Chen An estimated that a normal person, even if they cultivated the technique, would likely encounter some troubles by the second layer, and the third layer was almost impossible to achieve.
But now, Chen An himself had no trouble.
He directly reached the second layer.
This indicated that his upgrade template might not only come with enhancement effects, but also possibly a hidden deduction and correction function.
The consumption of source power not only allowed Chen An to enhance these martial arts but also inadvertently completed the errors and omissions that appeared in the martial arts?
It seemed possible.
This speculation flashed through Chen An's mind, but he couldn't be sure yet.
However, he would be able to verify it soon.
If the second layer could be cultivated, that would be one thing, but if the third layer could also be achieved, that would be unbelievable.
If the template could be raised up to the third layer, then it would be without a doubt.
Thinking this way, Chen An sighed and silently walked away.
Several more days passed.
Outside a remote inn, a guest walked over.
The guest was a person dressed in a robe, tall in stature, wearing an iron mask on the face, and seemingly carrying a long knife at the waist, appearing to be a martial artist.
He walked in from outside, ignoring the scrutinizing gazes of the people around, and walked straight in.
The surrounding people just watched and did not think about making any noise.
Because the appearance of this masked person was not unusual in this area.
Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that there were all kinds of people in this inn.
There were hefty individuals who looked at least five or six hundred pounds, but moved nimbly like eccentric martial artists.
There were those with exquisite figures, beautiful faces, fashionable attire, but with male bodies inside, being unique "women."
As for those wearing masks and disguises in various ways, it was just the most common thing.
People who came here rarely used their real identities.
The Upper Element County was only so big, and the number of martial artists was limited.
If word got out of what you did here, it could tarnish your reputation.
Those who came here to find work were most likely ruthless individuals who had no legitimate means of earning a living—those with legitimate means didn't need to come here for such work, they could just wait for others to hand over offerings.
According to common sense, Chen An wouldn't come to such a place.
After all, he was under Bai Qing, and theoretically, he didn't lack all kinds of martial resources, techniques, and the like, so there was no need to come here to find work.
But circumstances forced him here.
He needed various internal cultivation techniques to enhance his strength, and he needed a large amount of money for that.
Unfortunately, he couldn't reimburse these expenses to his superior (Bai Qing), so he had to fend for himself.
Walking on the road, feeling the scrutinizing gazes of people around him, Chen An's face remained calm, accustomed to such things.
In the past few days, he had familiarized himself with this place and gradually adapted to the environment.
The internal qi in droplets bred within the body, then quickly emerged from all over the body.
It felt as if a bomb had exploded inside his body, a sensation that was difficult to describe.
"Effective!"
A smile appeared on Chen An's face.
In his body, the meridians opened up by the Qing Song's Qi had already taken shape.
Chen An could clearly feel the difference.
Generally speaking, the meridians opened up through the Mingming Body Qi were more perfect and mostly concentrated in certain areas, showing a sense of order.
The meridians opened by the Qing Song's Qi were much inferior, not only looser in appearance but also significantly fewer in quantity.
These opened meridians had significant differences, especially in the nurturing of internal qi.
But for Chen An, it had a good meaning.
Because the meridians opened by the two methods did not overlap!
This was a natural thing.
Just like how the effects of tempering the body in martial arts varied, the meridians opened by different internal cultivation methods naturally had their differences.
Generally, each internal cultivation method could only open up a certain number of meridians, each with its own focus and limits, unable to be infinitely expanded.
Therefore, Chen An's attempt this time was actually meaningful.
This meant that he could enhance the number of meridians in his body by upgrading different cultivation methods.
The benefits were obvious.
The more meridians opened in the body, the faster the nurturing of internal qi and the greater the upper limit of refined internal qi.
There were many benefits.
A smile appeared on Chen An's face, and his mood was quite good.
From the current results, he had found a good way to strengthen himself.
By opening different meridians through various internal cultivation methods, he could enhance his internal qi.
With this method, he could bypass the limitations of the Mingming Body Qi and achieve a level of perfect internal qi.
In essence, there was not much difference between perfect internal qi and great achievement in internal qi; it was just a matter of the strength of internal qi.
And the strength of internal qi was determined by the number of opened meridians in the body.
The Mingming Body Qi technique left by Bai Qing only had five layers, missing the content after achieving great achievement in internal qi.
Chen An could not reach great achievement in internal qi by enhancing the Mingming Body Qi.
So, he could only find another way, which was somewhat of a compromise.
Chen An sighed, feeling somewhat troubled.
He had found a new way, which was a good thing, but there was also a downside.
Lack of money.
Oh, it wasn't just the lack of money; he had actually borrowed money from others directly, and he didn't know how to pay it back for a while.
This was indeed a headache.
"Should I just ask Miss Bai for a fat job?"
Chen An pondered, but shook his head as soon as he thought about it.
It probably wouldn't work.
Bai Qing was indeed wealthy, but she was also an ambitious woman.
If it were someone like Song Lao who asked Bai Qing, they would most likely get what they wanted. But for Chen An, it was unlikely.
Because in Bai Qing's eyes, Chen An was a young man with a bright future, outstanding talent, and unlimited future achievements.
How could a young man like him degenerate early and waste away in places with no future prospects!
In the eyes of Bai Qing and her ilk, wealth was extrinsic, and only martial arts were fundamental.
So even if Chen An took the initiative to ask, Bai Qing would probably not agree, and would even take turns to persuade Chen An to give up these decadent ideas.
Chen An couldn't help but sigh.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have stood out too much and made Bai Qing pay so much attention to him, denying him the chance to swim.
But it was too late to regret now.
Finding a fat job to hang around and wait for death was out of the question, embezzlement was impossible, and asking Bai Qing directly for money might work once or twice, but it wouldn't be easy to find a good reason for repeated requests.
He had to find a suitable way.
Thinking back to Bai Changyue's previous introduction, Chen An pondered silently.
As he thought, he continued to elevate the level of the Qing Song's Qi by another level, consuming five points of source power again.
The effect of the second level of Qing Song's Qi was quite good, much more intense than the previous sensation.
Chen An carefully felt it for a moment and found no problems.
This confirmed some of his speculations.
As mentioned earlier, the Qing Song's Qi technique was one of the lowest-level internal cultivation methods among many.
The content up to now was decent, but from later on, it could be said to be full of errors or even somewhat ridiculous.
In the three layers of content, the first layer was passable, not deceiving, the second layer had some problems, and the third layer was even more absurd, almost entirely based on speculation.
Chen An estimated that a normal person, even if they cultivated the technique, would likely encounter some troubles by the second layer, and the third layer was almost impossible to achieve.
But now, Chen An himself had no trouble.
He directly reached the second layer.
This indicated that his upgrade template might not only come with enhancement effects, but also possibly a hidden deduction and correction function.
The consumption of source power not only allowed Chen An to enhance these martial arts but also inadvertently completed the errors and omissions that appeared in the martial arts?
It seemed possible.
This speculation flashed through Chen An's mind, but he couldn't be sure yet.
However, he would be able to verify it soon.
If the second layer could be cultivated, that would be one thing, but if the third layer could also be achieved, that would be unbelievable.
If the template could be raised up to the third layer, then it would be without a doubt.
Thinking this way, Chen An sighed and silently walked away.
Several more days passed.
Outside a remote inn, a guest walked over.
The guest was a person dressed in a robe, tall in stature, wearing an iron mask on the face, and seemingly carrying a long knife at the waist, appearing to be a martial artist.
He walked in from outside, ignoring the scrutinizing gazes of the people around, and walked straight in.
The surrounding people just watched and did not think about making any noise.
Because the appearance of this masked person was not unusual in this area.
Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that there were all kinds of people in this inn.
There were hefty individuals who looked at least five or six hundred pounds, but moved nimbly like eccentric martial artists.
There were those with exquisite figures, beautiful faces, fashionable attire, but with male bodies inside, being unique "women."
As for those wearing masks and disguises in various ways, it was just the most common thing.
People who came here rarely used their real identities.
The Upper Element County was only so big, and the number of martial artists was limited.
If word got out of what you did here, it could tarnish your reputation.
Those who came here to find work were most likely ruthless individuals who had no legitimate means of earning a living—those with legitimate means didn't need to come here for such work, they could just wait for others to hand over offerings.
According to common sense, Chen An wouldn't come to such a place.
After all, he was under Bai Qing, and theoretically, he didn't lack all kinds of martial resources, techniques, and the like, so there was no need to come here to find work.
But circumstances forced him here.
He needed various internal cultivation techniques to enhance his strength, and he needed a large amount of money for that.
Unfortunately, he couldn't reimburse these expenses to his superior (Bai Qing), so he had to fend for himself.
Walking on the road, feeling the scrutinizing gazes of people around him, Chen An's face remained calm, accustomed to such things.
In the past few days, he had familiarized himself with this place and gradually adapted to the environment.
