When it comes to the inheritance of skills, they are all secrets among secrets and taboos among taboos. Meng Yan has not long joined Qian Xuefeng, but he already knows this. Among the more than ten sect rules that the servants must abide by,
The number one priority is not to abstain from robbery and oppression of the weak, but rather to refrain from secretly learning the skills of the sect without permission.
Meng Yan was very interested in Hu Qingtian's fighting power. Wu Chou said that he had practiced it wrong, so he could still be so powerful. If he practiced the kung fu correctly, I wonder what would happen? Now I need the kung fu very much.
, anyway, if you can’t get any blood materials by yourself, practicing some skills is better than doing nothing, and a good skill will help you more than anything else.
Judging from the technique of directly asking Hu Qingtian, there are many taboos, but it is rare for him to take the initiative to speak. Meng Yan naturally will not refuse such a good opportunity that comes to his door, so he follows Hu Qingtian back to where he lives.
Tile house.
As a servant chief, Hu Qingtian should be able to enjoy the best accommodation and food, but this tile-roofed house is very dilapidated. It is simply covered with thatch to protect it from wind and rain. It looks like it may collapse at any time.
"Hehe, I usually practice very hard. Once I practice hard, I will cause a lot of damage to the surroundings... The house has been demolished several times and rebuilt several times. In order not to cause trouble to everyone, I just live in the broken place. Don't
wasted."
Hu Qingtian kicked away a few big rocks blocking the road. Each one was as big as a millstone. He kicked it lightly and flew out. Meng Yan looked around. The ground was covered with deep pits, although he didn't understand.
, Ke Wu Chou immediately scanned and sorted it out and summarized the answer.
"Are you using these stones to hit yourself? You've been practicing like crazy." Meng Yan gave a thumbs up, "Whether you succeed or not, this fighting spirit is worth bragging about."
This was the first time that Hu Qingtian met someone who praised him instead of calling him a madman or a fool. He was so moved that he held Meng Yan's hand and nodded fiercely, "Boss is really discerning. I don't need any blood materials. I just rely on myself to practice.
I have trained hematopoiesis all the way to strong muscles. Although it is only in the middle, three or five of them are not enough for me to reach the ordinary level of strong muscles. If I were to rush into bone forging, I would probably be able to eat ten or eight of the same level... Hehe
, but I’ve been stuck recently. I can’t improve no matter how hard I practice for more than a year, and I don’t know why?”
"...let me take a look."
Entering the shabby room with almost bare walls, Hu Qingtian bent down and took out a long and narrow wooden box from under the rotten corner of the bed. Just seeing this scene, Meng Yan secretly screamed, what if it was really something terrible?
Remarkable things must be collected very carefully, and they will be dug out like this. No matter how good they are, their quality will be limited.
Hu Qingtian handed the wooden box to Meng Yan. Meng Yan opened it and found that inside was a scroll made of silk. It could be seen that after a long time, there were many signs of insect erosion on it. He opened it slightly.
, the four words that came to Meng Yan's mind were terrible.
"Wow, brother, can you practice this too? Each line of words is missing a third, and some are almost half missing. There are missing parts here and there. If you continue to practice this kind of thing, you are really not afraid of death."
"Hahaha, even though I say that, I still haven't died after practicing until now."
Hu Qingtian smiled extremely boldly, but Meng Yan knew that it was not that simple. It was like smashing the body with stones as big as millstones outside to practice kung fu, and using masochistic practice to force the body. Although the risk was higher, it was still a controllable risk.
But practicing randomly with a incomplete secret book is a completely different matter. It can't even be said to be dangerous or not. Anyway, it's normal to die, but it's strange not to die. As for practicing without death... Then
One hundred percent a miracle.
"It's strange, how did you..."
Meng Yan murmured to himself. He originally wanted to ask a question, but he saw that Hu Qingtian's eyes were both nervous and a bit testy. He knew that he must have something unsaid. If he didn't show his skills, he would never put it into question.
The truth and disc are revealed.
"Oh, Sanmai... one or two words are missing... Tian... another word is missing... Jin..."
Putting away what he wanted to ask, Meng Yan read the scroll carefully. Hu Qingtian stood beside him, too nervous to even make a sound, and just watched the young man read the secret book.
Not to mention that there are many incomplete secrets, even if the entire secret book is intact, Meng Yan does not think that he is educated enough to read it, let alone give guidance to others, but he has the biggest support behind him, which is hidden in his mind.
In Wu Chou, I read it by myself and put everything I saw into my mind. Wu Chou immediately analyzed it and sorted out the whole thing.
Wu Chou's computing power is unparalleled in the world. Meng Yan hasn't finished reading the scroll, but Wu Chou has already roughly calculated it and confirmed that it is a pulse-charging technique that takes a sharp turn. He first compresses the Qi in the body repeatedly and then releases it.
Impacting the acupoints in the body, again and again, fully unleashes the potential in the body. Over time, the strength will be vigorously improved, and it is more than ten times more efficient than the normal Qi training method.
'...But, it's quite strange. This technique shouldn't be used like this.' Wu Chou's voice rang directly in his head, 'This pulse pulse technique to stimulate potential is similar to your blood burning method, but it is used more efficiently.
Much worse, and this kind of technique should be used to fight hard at critical moments, not for practice. If you practice this method for many years, you will die before the technique is fully developed.'
‘Everything is possible in the world, but the principle is a little weird, which doesn’t mean it can’t be done. Isn’t this guy living well until now? And he’s getting bigger and bigger with practice?’
'The enlargement of his body is the result of long-term meridians and endocrine alienation. Although he has a physique far beyond that of ordinary people, the potential damage to his body is extremely great. If he does not stop practicing, he will have 99.99
He might have died within three years... No, if it hadn't been for the aid of something else, he would have died five years ago. According to calculations, this aid is a kind of skill, not just a skill.
There is a 15% chance of softening internal organs and controlling involuntary muscles, when used in conjunction with medication.'
Wu Chou made such an analysis. Meng Yan understood clearly after hearing this. He remained calm on the surface and just said: "It's very difficult to understand because of all the flaws. You dare to practice such things. You are really not afraid of death..."
Well, this is a technique that activates pulse points and stimulates potential. This technique is inherently eccentric and is used to fight in times of crisis. This is the first time I have seen someone using this as a major technique... No wonder you are so
powerful."
Hu Qingtian said proudly: "Of course, because I always exert myself to the limit, I can defeat ten of them. Even in the bone forging realm, I can still defeat them."
"But it's very dangerous if you practice like this..."
"Practice is inherently risky, let alone fighting. If you are afraid of death, why practice? Just go home and raise your children." Hu Qingtian said: "Many people thought I was good before and wanted to know.
How do I practice? I don't refuse anyone who comes, and I openly show them the secrets and ask them for advice. Among these people are the masters of the practice, the elders of my sect, friends from outside, and even the big shots of the Aokiha family have also seen it.
, but no one can give any advice. They only say that if you practice like this, you will definitely die. Even if I want to give them a copy of the secret manual, no one dares to ask for it. It’s really useless!”
"It's not that you don't have talent. Experts can be considered professionals. Expertise is about practicing martial arts, not puzzles and word guessing. How do you want someone to give you advice if you lack so many pieces of music? If you want to fight desperately, all sects will do it.
I have my own pressing combat skills, which are more complete than yours and have a higher survival rate, so I don’t want to seek death by coveting your missing items."
"Yes, those experts said the same thing. Brother, you are not very old, but you are really knowledgeable."
Hu Qingtian said this, but there was a look of disappointment in his eyes. Meng Yan knew that he thought that he, like those masters, had failed to figure out the secret. The so-called masters also said so, which meant "You are just like that."
, then smiled and said: "Where did you get this thing?"
"It's been passed down from ancestors, but you don't know that there is an ancestor in my family who followed a great man hundreds of years ago and saved his life. The great man reciprocated the gift with magical powers, but he didn't keep them properly over the years.
The secret book was damaged, and it ended up like this, alas, what a pity..."
"It's a pity. What you said is not entirely true. I'm afraid the truth is less than half. This pulse pulse technique is so dangerous. What big shot would be so heartless as to give this gift to a lifesaver? Are you sure your ancestor is?
Saving someone’s life? Didn’t you kidnap someone’s wife and run away?”
Meng Yan shook his head and said: "I believe that the great man from hundreds of years ago did give you something, but it wasn't this volume of pulse pulse technique, right? It should be... a kind of skill, but it's not purely a skill. It can make people...
It softens the internal organs, controls all the muscles in the body, and there is a medicine that can be used together... No, it should be a prescription!"
The words came out in rapid succession, leaving Hu Qingtian dumbfounded, with a shocked expression on his face, as if he had seen a ghost. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "You, you are a fortune teller? How can you be so accurate? You have never said it before.
No one can be like you..."
"Stop! Don't say these things. People have different areas of expertise. I am not better than those before me. It just happened to meet my strengths." Meng Yan shrugged and said: "I just say this to let you know that there is no way in the world.
There are still people with good vision, but they are not asking you to reveal the secret book. That secret book is your old secret, right? After guarding it for so many years, it is really not easy to guard against others. Brother, you should hide it in the future. Don’t let it go.
People discover this secret.”
"Boss, I really have to disapprove of you! You are sharper than an eagle. You are the first person to see that I have secret skills, and you even guessed the prescription. You are so capable, I won't tell you
Who do you want to ask for advice from?"
Hu Qing took down a roll of leather that was kept close to the flesh with great care, and respectfully presented it to Meng Yan.
"This is a secret that has been passed down in my family for hundreds of years. Brother, please give me some advice."