Really precious secrets of martial arts are often kept close to one's body. Hu Qingtian's approach is not surprising, but the scroll he took out is made of leather and is kept close to the flesh. It looks no different from his own flesh and blood, and is almost indistinguishable.
When he came out, he untied it with his own hands, and the scroll separated from the body, and then slowly turned into something similar to a parchment scroll.
Meng Yan saw that this thing was precious, so he carefully accepted it, opened it and read it carefully, and found that there were many figures inside, all of which were naked human bodies, posing in various postures, rolling on the ground, or being hit with big rocks, all kinds of unbelievable things.
The method is to refine the body and strengthen oneself, and these postures are not rigid. The later the postures of the human body become more distorted and deformed, like a cooked noodle, showing incredible softness, and some figures crushed by big rocks,
The whole human body was twisted and twisted, like a big snake. Meng Yan was frightened by all the strange things.
There are words next to these figures, and some of them have arrows pointing to the body. Unfortunately, the words are all crooked and are not words that Meng Yan knows. He can't understand the whole article. Meng Yan swallows it all and leaves it to Wu Chou to analyze.
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Hu Qingtian said: "That article on the Chongmai method is incomplete, but this article on the body training method is complete. Unfortunately, no one can understand the text. I practiced according to the pictures, combined with some tips on the Chongmai method, and practiced slowly
To make things like this today, my ancestors even handed down a prescription, which uses golden cicada blood and paoyinzi as the main medicines, mixed with other medicinal materials, and is taken internally and externally to soften the body and withstand the fierce power of the Chongmai..."
At this point, Meng Yan had already read the entire leather scroll, and then ignored Hu Qingtian's words. His eyes were dull, as if he was deep in thought. Hu Qingtian did not dare to disturb him, and stood aside silently, and then
It's nervousness and anticipation.
In the consciousness space, a large number of words and patterns emerged. The things Meng Yan saw just now were all floating and reorganized at an astonishing speed. Wu Chou stood in the center of these patterns and bowed to Meng Yan.
'The situation is roughly understood. This person's main practice is to practice external skills by relying on those graphics without reading the text explanation, and the internal skills are completed by the incomplete Chongmai method. Since the body training technique is soft, it can withstand
By practicing the damage of Zhu Chongmai along the way, coupled with the software's prescription for removing blood stasis, he actually built a fighting body that is strong yet flexible, fierce yet agile.'
Wuchou said: 'However, damage is still damage. These are always two sets of flawed skills that cannot be effectively integrated. The better you practice, the faster you will die. If you continue to practice like this, you may die suddenly in a battle at any time.'
'Is there any way to improve it? I have just become a brother, and I don't want to lose a brother so quickly. This is not how I behave.'
'There are no methods. If you are in a hurry, you should immediately break the acupuncture points and dissipate the Kung Fu, and abolish the martial arts, which can save your life. If you are not in a hurry, you should study the written part of the secret manual and use the complete Kung Fu method to find a solution.'
‘The complete technique? Don’t be ridiculous, it’s full of garbled characters drawn by ghosts. How can I study it?’
'In the actual translation, this text is an ancient Brahmin script recorded in my database. The data is not complete, but it can be deciphered.'
'Is this okay?'
Meng Yan was surprised. He didn't expect that such a seemingly unsolvable problem could be unexpectedly solved. But he frowned when he thought about it.
How could he have such a long life at this young age? He should give up his martial arts skills.'
‘It won’t take that long this time. Calculating the time before and after, there are still eight minutes and nineteen seconds left, and the entire article can be decrypted. Do you want a drink first?’
'I... Damn it, are you mistaken? They are all things that people have not seen or understood. Mine takes at least three to five years, while his takes only eight minutes and nineteen seconds? What kind of differential treatment are you doing? What on earth are you doing?
Who do you work for?'
'This... life is full of surprises, treat everything calmly, calmly...'
With a bit of unwillingness, Meng Yan returned to consciousness, and the first sentence he asked was to ask about the origin of this book of exercises. Hu Qingtian said awkwardly: "It was indeed given to my ancestor by a big shot. As for which big shot, I don't know."
, this is what our ancestors said..."
"How come your ancestors are as confused as you? There is too little information and it is difficult for me to handle it. Can you think about it again?"
"This... I seem to have heard that the big man saved by my ancestors was on the outskirts of a restricted area of gods and demons. The man only had one breath left. After being saved by my ancestors, in order to express his gratitude, I gave him away.
This leather scroll is said to have been obtained from the restricted area at a great cost and at the expense of many lives..."
"...Things that are forbidden to gods and demons?"
Meng Yan guessed that this was the answer. Although he didn't know what the situation was like in the other eight restricted areas, if it was similar to March Mountain, and there were some kind of inexplicable outsiders who appeared, there might be this kind of heavenly book that no one could understand.
Now this idea has been confirmed. The source of the secret book is indeed a restricted area for gods and demons, but Hu Qingtian can't figure out where it is. It is estimated that for hundreds of years, they have not taken this story seriously.
"Brother, look..."
"Put these two volumes of stuff away, especially the complete one. Items from the restricted area of gods and demons are not simple. I... may be able to help you organize some stuff. It just takes some time to settle it down." Meng Yan said.
, suddenly receiving Wu Chou's signal, he quickly added, "Does our sect have any place like a Buddhist scriptures pavilion? Or maybe a library?"
"Yes." Hu Qingtian was stunned for a moment, "Brother, what are you doing there? Although Qianxue Peak has a library, the security level is not as high as that of the Sutra Pavilion and is open to all disciples, but... it is not a handyman
You can get in."
"As expected, but I believe brother, you must have a way. Ordinary handymen can't get in, but who are you, the dignified handyman chief? No one can be stumped by such a small scene."
"That's right. I can arrange for you to go in, brother, but what are you going to do?"
"Let's look for information. I've seen something, but I'm not sure yet. To be on the safe side, go to a place with a lot of books to check for information. If you're lucky..." Meng Yan smiled, "Maybe I can do it for you.
This damn thing translates."
This sentence made Hu Qingtian's eyes sparkle, and he was inexplicably shocked. This secret book has been the secret of the Hu family for hundreds of years. He showed it to Meng Yan, at most he hoped that he could see something from the map.
, to give myself some guidance, because the two of them practice in a similar way, but they never thought that someone could really decipher these words, identify and interpret them, and they were so surprised that they felt dizzy.
"Brother, brother, are you serious? Can you really..."
"Believe me, brother, besides me, you can't find anyone else in the world who can."
Meng Yan was very confident. This confidence came from Wu Chou's notice. The deciphering work went very smoothly and the text was basically analyzed. However, in order to avoid translation errors, he hoped to read more classics in this world and be able to translate them.
I am more confident, otherwise... some parts are difficult to explain, and the result of literal translation may have to be listed as a molecular formula.
'Molecular formula? This kind of thing again? What on earth is this? Can it be eaten?'
'It's hard to explain. This involves a whole set of physical and chemical foundations. If you increase your authorization to me, I can imprint this whole set directly into your mind.'
'...Save it, you can keep it for yourself.'
Meng Yan is not interested in this temptation. The knowledge belonging to other worlds may not be useful here. On the contrary, the things hidden in the library may be of great use. He had wanted to go there before, but
I didn't have enough status and it was impossible to force my way in, so I put the plan on hold. Now with Hu Qingtian's help, I tried to enter the library. Since it was related to my own interests, Hu Qingtian worked extremely hard. In less than half an hour,
, it was still late at night, so he took Meng Yan into the library.
"Brother, it's such a pity for you. You should have a better master." Hu Qingtian said: "With your ability, you are considered the best among us. As long as you have a better master and get more resources, you can be better in both worlds."
You will perform well in the Xuefeng Competition in a few months. Not to mention becoming a full-time official, you will be able to be cultivated as a key player. You will be allowed to enter the library and the Scripture Pavilion. It will be better than now, right?"
"...Some benefits can be seen immediately, while some benefits require a long-term view." Meng Yan patted Hu Qingtian and said: "And some benefits, if you are not a smart person, you will definitely not be able to see them."
This sentence was so enigmatic that Hu Qingtian couldn't figure it out for a long time. He couldn't even think of the benefits of having a handyman as his teacher. The more he couldn't think of it, the more he felt that this sworn brother had something in his belly, and it was far from true.
It seems so simple on the surface.
"...Rather than being taught some shady things by some random people, it is much more cost-effective to have a master who provides free noodles all day long. How can you see this kind of benefit?"
Speaking casually, Meng Yan entered the library. Since it was late at night, there was no one in the library. In the empty hall, there were large wooden shelves one after another, and thick books were placed on each wooden shelf.
Looking at it, there are at least ten thousand books, if not tens of thousands. In the vast sea of books, I really don’t know where to start?
'...You shouldn't be looking for martial arts secrets, right? This is just a library, not a scripture collection pavilion. All disciples are allowed to enter, which means that good and valuable things will never be here, let alone turning this place upside down.
If we move the whole place here, there probably won't be any good stuff. Which one should we look for now?'
'The martial arts secrets will be left to the end. What you need to add now is mainly the history of this world, humanities and customs, and even all knowledge of flowers and plants. Knowledge is power. As long as you can possess these, you will be able to do it in the near future.
In the future, he will be stronger than anyone else.'
'...Well said, I like to hear this very much, try to say it as much as possible, and I will see if I can learn from it. In the future, I will make all the enemies happy and fall down to death without taking any action, just by talking.'