met free Chapter 93 is difficult to learn
Chapter 93 is difficult to learn
Qi Rubai explained to Yang Silang.
While hard-style kung fu also requires stance training, as an auxiliary method, it does not involve punches and kicks to mobilize qi and blood, and does not conflict with the power of qi and blood circulation in the Five Harmonies Fist, making it most suitable as an auxiliary method.
Of course, this kind of exercise requires a lot of money. In addition to standing meditation to temper the body, auxiliary medicinal materials must be provided. Once the exercise is completed, the skin, bones, flesh, and internal organs will become integrated, making one particularly resilient.
Simply put, it can give your body some of the defensive power of a high-level martial artist.
As for self-sacrifice techniques, there are even more types, some of which burn blood and qi, and others that stimulate acupoints. In short, they all involve consuming the body to stimulate the boiling of blood and qi, resulting in a surge of power, making them suitable for risking one's life.
It allows low-level martial artists to instantly increase their skill level and become true men of the three punches.
"As for the stance training of the Taizu Long Fist Mercury Blood Realm, it is called the Five Elements Strength, and the fist is called the Five Elements Fist."
"I don't recommend you look at it right away. It's a visualization diagram, recorded on a mirage skin, that demonstrates how to circulate qi through acupoints. It's very complicated."
"After watching, it's best to practice immediately. That way, you'll gain the deepest understanding and it'll be the easiest to get started. After all, you haven't become a great martial arts master yet, so it's not advisable to aim too high. Watching this will only do you more harm than good."
"Don't laugh at me, but I saw it back then. After I came back, I tried it countless times. It took me half a month to barely get the hang of it, but I couldn't continue to control my qi and blood. I was not convinced, so I practiced for five years before I gave up the idea of continuing to cultivate. But this also delayed my cultivation."
"People say that Taizu Changquan is very easy and is a common practice in the military. But that's not true. Taizu Changquan is easy at first and difficult later. It's easy to get tough and strong, but it's very difficult to get into the Five Elements of Mercury Blood. It's much more difficult than other martial arts."
"If you can't get the hang of it, you must cut your losses in time and switch to another style of martial arts to practice."
Yang Silang humbly accepted the instruction. If Qi Rubai hadn't exposed his shortcomings, he really wouldn't have known that Taizu Changquan was actually easy at first and difficult later, and that there was such a hidden reason behind it.
He complained inwardly—"Long Yiyan, you're so unreliable. Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"
On second thought, perhaps the money wasn't enough, or perhaps this person didn't know either. If I hadn't given Qi Rubai military merit, Qi Rubai probably wouldn't have told me this secret.
After all, that's the norm for humans.
Having been caught in the rain, I naturally hope that those who come after me will also get soaked, so that I can prove that I wasn't stupid.
After exchanging a few words about serious matters of martial arts, the two turned their conversation to the raid that took place half a month ago.
The government mobilized a large number of scholars and experts to participate, and nearly twenty people died at the hands of Hong Tatian and Chai Qing. Qi Rubai's small team suffered heavy losses.
A few days ago, Yang Silang also paid tribute at the funerals of several of his deceased classmates.
Hu Feng's elderly mother was almost blinded by crying. Besides offering comfort, he had no other good advice. He could only say that Hu Feng had done his best and died a heroic death, without mentioning anything about Hu Feng being distracted. This is the principle of respecting the dead.
Yang Silang had met his fiancée once at the funeral. She was dressed in mourning clothes with her face covered, and she looked delicate and pitiful. She was also a person with a tragic fate.
"Instructor," Yang Silang lowered his voice, "there's still no trace of Chai Qing?"
Qi Rubai nodded.
"It has been found out that Hong Tatian has two kinds of Gu worms on his body: Iron Wire Gu and Wind Exploration Gu. In principle, if the host dies, the Gu worms cannot live on their own."
"Chai Qing's tendons in his hands and feet were severed before. He should have been able to move around with the help of the Iron Wire Gu. Once the Gu worm died, he would have been a pile of flesh to be slaughtered. But he disappeared into thin air, which is very strange. There should be someone to help him."
"In short, officially speaking, Chai Qing is dead, his head is still hanging outside the wall, so don't mention his affairs anymore."
Yang Silang nodded silently, and after chatting for a while, he took his leave.
Not only should Chai Qing not be mentioned again, but Yang Silang also didn't mention the pattern engraved on Hong Tatian's body. Who knows what that thing is involved in? Given his insufficient strength, he wasn't that curious.
This is why Qi Rubai wanted to claim sole credit for killing Hong Tatian, and why Yang Silang would silently cooperate.
First, Hong Tatian is a mid-level member of the Demonic Sect. Who knows if beating the younger ones will bring out the older ones?
Secondly, the tattoos on this person's body might reveal some secrets.
Therefore, he was more than happy to cooperate with Qi Rubai's willingness to take credit. As for the merits, he had no intention of getting involved in officialdom. As long as he could see the Five Elements Force and Five Elements Fist in the Martial Classic, his goal had been achieved.
A few days later.
In the martial arts hall.
Outside a five-story tower.
Dozens of soldiers guarded the outside, and two instructors, both of them steel-clad, stood at the gate.
With a creak, the door swung open.
A group of people walked out, all with rosy complexions and high spirits.
Most of these people were in their thirties or forties. Some wore official robes, while others wore fine silk boots. Each of them exuded an air of someone who had long held a high position, and they were all "young" enough.
"Brother Pei, which boxing manual did you choose? You're not still stubbornly sticking to the Five Elements Technique, are you?"
"Alas, I looked down on Taizu Changquan before I learned it, but after learning it I realized that I couldn't understand it. The Five Elements Force is too difficult. I have switched to learning a different kind of palm technique called Burning Gold Palm."
"Brother Pei is wise. Many martial arts scholars throughout history have stumbled on this. This technique is simply not for humans to practice."
It turns out that these people are all master martial artists with steel-colored hair, and they all have official titles and are qualified to enter the tower to read martial arts manuals.
The Martial Arts Tower at the Martial Arts Hall is only open one day a month, allowing people to gather inside to view the martial arts classics.
The Martial Arts Classic is not a single book; to be precise, it is a collection of books, said to contain many lost martial arts techniques. The Martial Arts Classic Tower in the provincial capital has at most the Mercury Blood Realm level of its collection.
It is said that the martial arts hall in the capital city has the ultimate techniques of the Golden Marrow Realm. As for the ultimate techniques of the Martial Saint, those are the highest secrets and cannot be found in martial arts manuals at all.
At the end of the line.
Yang Silang carried a chair on his back, tied around his waist, and Tong Baisui sat on the chair.
Tong Baisui tilted his head and grinned.
"Brother Silang, thank you for carrying me. If it weren't for you, it would probably have taken several more months for me to recover before I could enter the Martial Arts Tower."
Yang Silang shook his head, unconcerned.
"Carrying you on my back is a small matter, but Brother Bai Sui, you can't practice now even if you see it, so what's the point?"
Tong Baisui laughed heartily.
"But I really want to see it!"
"This is the Martial Arts Tower! You don't know, my old man has always wanted to come in and take a look, but he couldn't. I've done what he couldn't, so doesn't that mean the son is better than the father?"
"Based on this achievement, we can enter the tower once a month for the next year. I'll choose my favorite martial arts first, and practice them after I recover. It won't be a problem."
Yang Silang asked him curiously what martial art he had chosen.
After the two entered the tower, they had to separate, and a servant went up to help support Tong Baisui.
Tong Baisui proudly said that he had chosen Iron Armor Kung Fu, which is a hard qigong that strengthens defense.
"Next time," he gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I'll practice Iron Armor Kung Fu, wear half-body armor, and then put on iron armor on top. Let's see who can break my ribs!"
Well, he's holding a grudge now.
Yang Silang laughed heartily.
Tong Baisui asked Yang Silang what martial art he had chosen.
Yang Silang described it as a decisive and deadly move, but did not elaborate.
Tong Baisui's expression turned solemn, and he did not ask any more questions. This was a martial artist's trump card, and once it was used, it was either you or me who would die. Even close relatives and friends could not ask about it—it was only right that everyone who had seen it should die.