Chapter 57: Heavenly Fate Cultivation Technique? Name an idiot?
Chapter 57: Tianyun Kung Fu? Named idiot?
Wang Wanyu was attentive. She carefully observed the objects in the cave and found that every item had a pattern of a man wielding a broadsword.
Such patterns are found on stone beds, stone tables, stone stools, stone basins, stone bowls, and even on cave walls.
Ming Zhiyuan compared these patterns and found that they were indeed patterns of a man wielding a sword, but the movements were different. Some waved the sword above his head, some in front of him, some on the left side, and some on the right side.
, there are even people in the air with their machetes pointed downwards.
Something suddenly occurred to him, so he folded a branch at the entrance of the cave and started making gestures according to the man's waving gesture on the pattern.
Wang Wanyu watched from the side, and after seeing Ming Zhiyuan making several gestures in succession, she suddenly remembered something.
"Zhiyuan, please stop first. This may be a skill. Don't learn it randomly. You will have problems if you don't have spiritual power."
Ming Zhiyuan stopped. He waved a few times just now, which made him realize something, but he felt dizzy in the head and tight in the chest.
Wang Wanyu returned to the wooden house and took a broom to clean the cave, and asked Ming Zhiyuan to knock everywhere in the cave again to make sure there was no secret door.
The two began to carefully study the patterns on the cave wall.
Ming Zhiyuan was a little confused about the monster patterns on both sides of the cave door. The monsters engraved on the patterns looked too much like handsome boys.
It's just that the two monsters on the pattern are in a flying posture. Although the handsome boy has two fleshy wings, they are very small. The wings of the monster on the pattern are two or three times as long as the body.
He went out and called the handsome boy over. When the handsome boy entered the cave, he began to look around with confusion in his eyes.
Ming Zhiyuan pulled it to the entrance of the cave and pointed out the two monster patterns to it. The handsome boy stood up and pressed the flying monster patterns with the soles of his feet, while the two fleshy wings on his waist and ribs kept flapping.
However, its two wings are too small. No matter how hard it flaps, it just hits its body and makes a popping sound.
Wang Wanyu came over and looked at the handsome boy and compared it with the pattern: "This is its kind, but it is still young and its wings have not grown."
"Is he still young?" Ming Zhiyuan was a little surprised.
It would be understandable if the handsome boy was still in his teenage years.
But because he is still young, his wings only grow a little, which is surprising. After all, the handsome boy is now almost longer than Daikin.
"Could the handsome boy be just a hybrid descendant of this kind of monster? Because he mixed with a monster without wings, the genetic talent for wings has been reduced?"
Wang Wanyu didn't understand what handsome boy meant, and she had no interest in the name. She just thought it was an easy-to-remember name chosen casually by Ming Zhiyuan. She shook her head:
"Some monsters are very big. Even if you look at the handsome boy's current size, maybe he can only be considered a cub among his kind. Or maybe his wings are innate and need to be stimulated in some way."
"What kind of monster is this pretty boy? We don't even know it yet. It looks so weird."
Wang Wanyu smiled: "The more talented the monsters are, the rarer they are and the more unusual their appearance is. This is a good thing."
Ming Zhiyuan agreed with Wang Wanyu's statement, because the handsome boy is indeed not yet an adult, but his fighting ability is already amazing.
He suddenly remembered Bai Niu. She was his first daughter. I wonder how she is doing now? Have the senior brothers taken good care of her?
Although he had a filial son named Liangzi, he could not forget the daughter he raised by himself.
Wang Wanyu is a fourth-level martial artist, and she has a certain ability to analyze the various patterns of wielding a broadsword in the cave.
Ming Zhiyuan is a useless person in cultivation. He may be able to learn postures and movements in his exercises, but he cannot cultivate his mind at all. There are no seeds in his Dantian, and his spiritual energy cannot be stored, let alone increased.
But the higher the level of skills, the more high-level mental skills are needed to achieve maximum combat effectiveness.
Otherwise, you won’t be able to learn even if you just follow the example. Without the support of spiritual energy, many difficult movements that connect turns cannot be completed at all. And without strong spiritual energy, there will be no lethality.
For several days in a row, Wang Wanyu stayed in the cave. She wanted to connect these patterns. Now she was sure that this was a very superb technique.
Because even with her current strength as a fourth-grade warrior, she was unable to fully demonstrate this technique.
She tried her best but could only manage to demonstrate it to one-third of the way before her spiritual energy was exhausted and her blood boiled. Wang Wanyu recorded the skills in the order of her own understanding. She asked Ming Zhiyuan to choose a name, after all, he discovered it.
Ming Zhiyuan is an idiot when it comes to naming. He is most afraid of this kind of naming. Just look at the name he named Bai Niu, a handsome boy.
He scratched his head and thought for a long time: "I don't know which senior left this technique, and it is so profound.
It's great luck that we got it now, why not call it Tianyun Kung Fu?"
Wang Wanyu looked at him dumbfounded. She was stunned for a while, but without retorting, she nodded and said, "As long as you like it."
Ever since he discovered this cave, Ming Zhiyuan wanted to move here.
Wang Wanyu stayed here a few days ago to study the exercises. Later, after recording the exercises completely, she went back to live in her own wooden house.
Ming Zhiyuan immediately moved all his bottles, jars, alchemy furnaces, etc., and a bunch of things over here.
The cave was quiet and cool, and Ming Zhiyuan was very comfortable lying on the stone bed. The handsome boy also jumped up and slept with Ming Zhiyuan. This was a habit they had developed in the handsome boy's cave.
But it was so big that it always pushed Ming Zhiyuan out of bed until midnight.
After a few days, Ming Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore. He moved the wooden bed in the wooden house and placed it next to the stone bed. He pointed at the wooden bed and told the handsome boy to sleep on the wooden bed in the future.
The handsome boy is extremely intelligent, and when he sees Ming Zhiyuan's gestures, he understands that he does not want to sleep on the wooden bed by himself. Whenever he sleeps on the wooden bed, he scratches the stone bed sideways to remind Ming Zhiyuan that he also wants to sleep on the stone bed with Ming Zhiyuan.
Ming Zhiyuan ignored it, turned around and continued to sleep.
However, within a few days, it also dug a hole in the side of the stone bed.
That night, Ming Zhiyuan saw the handsome boy scratching the stone bed and making strange whirring sounds.
He lowered his head and looked: "Okay, pretty boy, are you an archaeologist or a tomb robber? Or an expert in treasure excavation?"
The middle of the stone bed is empty, with a stack of monster skins neatly placed inside, and the rest cannot be seen clearly.
Ming Zhiyuan quickly pushed the handsome boy away, lit a torch and looked inside the stone bed. Inside the hollow stone bed there were only a thick stack of monster skins and a blackened silver hairpin.
He took them all out and placed them on the stone table. He saw that the stack of monster skins had been cut neatly, and it was filled with words written with some kind of extremely dark plant juice.
That silver hairpin had been there for so long that it was completely dark.
Ming Zhiyuan took the animal skin and saw the first line of characters: Yang Yiling, the abandoned disciple of the God of War.