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Chapter 60 Xuanwu Tuna Method, Thunder Prison Sword Sutra

"Sister-in-law, I'll come again next time."

After Lu Mingyuan finished eating, he waved goodbye.

Yang Yingchan stood at the door with a strange look on her face. After hesitating for a long time, she finally said, "Uncle, it's better for us to meet less often. Your eldest brother is still in prison. If we do this, others will gossip."

Lu Mingyuan smiled lightly and hummed: "I, the majestic King of Huai'an, still want to look at the faces of these servants?"

"Those who have evil in their hearts see everything as evil. They cannot see it. If they gouge out their eyes, they will go away!"

Yang Yingchan was slightly stunned. She didn't expect his thoughts to be so overbearing and vicious.

At this time, Lu Mingyuan came closer and whispered: "Sister-in-law, as long as I am here, no one in the palace can bully you."

After saying that, he smiled meaningfully and disappeared from her sight.

Yang Yingchan held the string of Buddhist beads he gave her and held them tightly.

I don’t know if what he said is true or false.

But the warmth in my heart is true.

After Lu Mingyuan left, he found a middle-aged man in a bamboo hat holding a bamboo stick waiting for him in the yard.

It was Zhao Xuanwu.

"Master?" he shouted in surprise.

Zhao Xuanwu curled his lips and replied dissatisfied: "Martial arts practitioners should never fall on a woman's belly. I have to tell you this truth first."

"I have seen so many talented martial arts sword cultivators. They all looked around and traveled north and south without ever losing. Finally, they fell on the word 'love'. As the saying goes, there is no woman in the heart. If you want to pursue the God of Nature, draw your sword. To achieve the ultimate in martial arts and to conquer the world of Middle-earth, you must achieve this."

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan said with a smile: "Master is joking. I don't have such big ambitions right now. Asking the world, this goal is too far away from me. As far as I am concerned, I just need to be able to defend myself and ensure that I don't die."

Zhao Xuanwu couldn't help but raise his head, he really had nothing to say to this registered disciple.

"Also, I have a lot of apprentices, and I never use the term 'master' so vividly."

Lu Mingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Then what should I call you, Old Man Zhao? Old Zhao is still an alcoholic."

The more Zhao Xuanwu listened, the more he couldn't stand it anymore. He waved his hands and sighed: "Forget it, stop shouting. What you are shouting is just the same thing. It is not as good as the master. It can't be heard by anyone. I hate people saying my age the most. big."

"How did you go with the sword technique I taught you last time? If you haven't mastered it, I'll show you a few more times."

"It's done."

Zhao Xuanwu's originally lazy expression suddenly came to his senses when he heard this.

"Did you practice? Really?"

Although his sword technique looks simple, it contains an artistic conception. If you cannot achieve this state of mind, it will be extremely difficult to learn it.

If Lu Mingyuan could really learn it, he would indeed be considered a genius.

Immediately.

In order to prove one thing or two, Lu Mingyuan showed it on the spot, standing with his sword drawn. The green forest was cold and full of momentum. It was obvious that his sword skills had improved somewhat. His body was as still as a ten thousand-year-old pine tree.

next second.

The body jumped, and after reaching a certain height, the whole person slashed downwards.

Falling down like a meteor, the momentum was horrifying. From top to bottom, two cyan swords intertwined together, setting off a tornado and violent wind, sweeping in all directions.

Finally put the knife away and stand, cleanly and without unnecessary movements.

Although the power is not as good as Zhao Xuanwu, the model is indeed similar.

After reading it, Zhao Xuanwu commented: "I have indeed learned it, but I have just started. The artistic conception is a lot different, and the sense of domineering is also much worse. If you want to face a grand master, you will be like a piece of paper. You will not be able to stand up to him." Attacking it can only scare the masters."

"But there is no need to rush. The most important thing about this move is artistic conception and perception. I didn't expect you to learn it. I just wanted you to see how handsome this move is. I didn't expect that you actually learned it. It was beyond my expectation. "

Lu Mingyuan was speechless after hearing this, and asked, "So you, the old man, came here today to teach other things?"

"good."

Zhao Xuanwu nodded: "Today I plan to teach you two supreme martial arts. The first one is called the Xuanwu breathing method. It is a profound breathing method of Taoism. After learning it, you can easily control your own breath. As long as the momentum is within , until one breath is stronger than the other, the more you fight, the braver you will become. This method was taught by an old friend."

"Is this old friend very powerful?" Lu Mingyuan asked.

Zhao Xuanwu glanced at him: "It's not bad, he's considered to be a top three."

"so smart?"

Lu Mingyuan said in surprise.

"Just average! What's so great about him? He's really not as good as your master."

Zhao Xuanwu patted his chest, snorted coldly, raised his bamboo stick and pointed at the sky.

"Your master's sword skills are earth-shattering and unparalleled. Once you hold the sword, it will be terrible. Even I am scared! Let alone those idiot Qi practitioners."

These words sounded like the bragging words of a child.

Lu Mingyuan didn't know how much to believe.

He had no choice but to hand out the new sword at his waist and asked in a curious tone:

"Let me see you?"

Zhao Xuanwu shook his head: "Today's weather is bad, so it's not a good time to use it. My sword depends on my mood. I won't do it if there's no good wine, I won't do it if there's good weather, and I won't do it if there's no reward."

"There are so many rules."

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but complain.

He glanced at the sky. It was clear and sunny, with no clouds in the sky.

It's not even good weather.

When Zhao Xuanwu heard this, he immediately became anxious and glared at him: "If a master doesn't have unique habits, is he still a master?"

Lu Mingyuan waved his hand perfunctorily: "Come on, master, I'd better learn something. What is this second skill?"

Zhao Xuanwu's face straightened and he coughed: "This second skill is called the Thunder Prison Sword Sutra."

"It originated from a incomplete sword scripture that I accidentally obtained in Dongtian when I was young. I later perfected it. It is now the most mature technique. It pursues 'the sword's intention returns to its original state and the mind and mind are united'. It can kill the golden body of an Arhat, and it can Killing ghosts and gods is the most suitable practice for a beginner like you." Lu Mingyuan pointed at himself, in disbelief: "I'm still a beginner."

Zhao Xuanwu sneered and said: "You haven't mastered the sword intention yet, why don't you get started?"

"Good good."

Lu Mingyuan was suddenly speechless.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Xuanwu warned him seriously: "Now you can be considered as my registered disciple. If you have a chance to get out of this cold palace in the future, remember the principles of this lineage, conquer people with your sword, and defeat the enemy with your appearance."

This was the first time Lu Mingyuan heard such a shameless rule.

After that, Zhao Xuanwu began to explain the essence of the Xuanwu Breathing Method.

The foundation of breathing and breathing lies in nourishing the orifice, and the foundation of nourishing the orifice lies in refining the body. The three are interdependent and inseparable.

For practitioners, the method of breathing is particularly important.

When masters fight, everything changes rapidly. Even a slight mistake can lead to an irreparable mistake.

Therefore, ventilation has become something that everyone must study. The faster the ventilation time, the better, and the longer the breath can be stored, the better.

Many times, victory or defeat is only a matter of seconds.

There are many cultivation systems, but no one can be said to be the strongest.

But when it comes to changing the Qi and nourishing the Qi, it is definitely the leader among hundreds of Taoist schools.

Taoist cultivators pay attention to nourishing Qi and are good at refining the spirit.

Using essence to transform Qi, using Qi to transform spirit, and condensing the three flowers is the only way for Taoists to practice to a very high level.

Xuanwu Breathing Technique is a method of cultivating Qi from Taoism. It is extremely mysterious. After learning it, you can continuously add Qi to your body.

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but think of Guan Yu's ability to pass five levels and kill six generals, and to ride alone for thousands of miles, all relying on the breath in his heart, the more he fought, the braver he became.

As for the Thunder Prison Sword Sutra, it is much simpler and cruder. It is extremely powerful, extremely destructive, and very domineering. It activates the full potential of the body, concentrates the mental will on the sword, and cuts it down with one strike, destroying both one's body and one's body. If the sword cultivator cannot master the will and does not have the acupoints opened, he will not be able to use it freely, and may even hurt himself, so he will be labeled as a weak monk who should be cautious in learning.

Fortunately, Lu Mingyuan had already broken through to the fifth level of Furnace Building, and most of his acupuncture points were opened, so he could just learn this technique.

In the Wenchang Pavilion in the Imperial Capital, the pavilion has always been prosperous in culture, but today there are only a few people.

Because most people went to worship at the City God's Temple, the Taoist priests and immortal masters from Leichi Taoist Temple worked very hard and rushed to various places to rescue floods.

In the eyes of ordinary people, since the City God's Temple can pray for rain and since Taoist priests can call for wind and rain, stopping the rain should not be a problem, so they are very enthusiastic about worshiping in Taoist temples.

Chen Ke knelt on the futon and burned three sticks of incense. Above his head were the tall stone statues of five Confucian saints, representing the five most influential saints from ancient times to the present, and also the top five in the Confucian temple.

"Hansheng Chen Ke, I sincerely ask the saint to protect me and give me a stable place to study."

After praying, he placed the incense in the incense burner.

After walking out of Wenchang Pavilion, he walked towards the Wang family.

"I'm here to see Mr. Wang. I want to join the Sixth Prince. I..."

But when he arrived at the door of the Wang family's mansion, before he could introduce himself, he was driven away by the servant at the door with a broom.

"Where did the scholar come from? Come and go, the master of the house is missing!"

He was driven to the end of the alley, looking awkwardly at the luxurious Wang family mansion in the distance, and sighed deeply.

Still not working?

"What are you doing with the Sixth Prince?"

At this time, a female voice sounded from his ear.

Chen Ke looked up and saw a beautiful woman in a green skirt appearing in front of him. His expression was dull, but then he realized the etiquette and bowed quickly:
  "Scholar Chen Ke has met Mr. Qi!"

Qi Muxue shook her head to avoid being treated as a courtesy: "I am no longer a teacher at Shengjing Academy, so I don't have to be like this."

Chen Ke added again: "In that case, Chen Ke has met Miss Qi."

He expressed his true thoughts: "It is not my real purpose to seek refuge with the Sixth Prince, but I want to find an opportunity to study. I heard that His Highness the Sixth Prince has not yet opened a palace, so I can only come to the Wang family."

Qi Muxue looked at him and said puzzledly: "There are so many princes opening mansions, why are you looking for the sixth prince?"

Chen Ke smiled bitterly: "The other princes all rejected Chen."

Qi Muxue considered herself not a person who just stood by and watched. Seeing that he was so eager to learn, she couldn't help but ask:
  "How many books have you read?"

"Ten thousand volumes."

"Is it bamboo slips or paper?"

Chen Ke said seriously: "Of course it's a paper version. Most of the bamboo slips are originals. They are priceless and cannot be owned unless you are from a scholarly family."

"Then why are there only three realms?"

Hearing this, Qi Muxue became even more puzzled.

Tens of thousands of books are already a lot, and they are not bamboo slips.

In her home, that's about the same amount.

"Due to some reasons, I was delayed for several years. Later, I stayed at Shengjing Academy for half a month with Mr. Qi. Unfortunately, my knowledge was shallow and I was not qualified for the position."

When Qi Muxue heard this, she instantly thought of the students her father had taken in, and recalled: "You are the scholar of the Chen family that my father said."

"What are you studying for? Why do you want to continue studying? Like an ordinary student, you should take the imperial examination."

A firm look appeared in Chen Ke's eyes: "Of course the purpose of reading is to understand doubts. There are many truths in the book, but the more I read, the more questions I have, and the more I feel that my knowledge is shallow, so I can only find more books to read. .”

Qi Muxue took a look with his literary eye and found that although the literary spirit of this man was dull, it was thick and solid, and he could be considered a man of work.

At the same time, this person also has an innocent heart.

Never change your original intention.

How many people are scholars, just for fame and fortune. After becoming an official, how can they still remember the innocent heart of studying in the first place?

Qi Muxue thought for a moment and said, "If you really want to join the Sixth Prince, maybe I can help you."

(End of this chapter)