Shi Tianwu shared with you the magnetic field rotation

Chapter 529 Everyone's Magnetic Field Rotates Together

The group chatted animatedly, drinking four or five jars of wine without getting drunk. As the sun began to set, they closed the small shop two miles away and entered Dali city. In the best hotel room in Dali, a table of fine dishes was set out. After the meal, Lu Zhishen and his guests, who had come from afar, settled down at the inn to rest.

The next day, Wang Jin led Shi Jin to the small courtyard at the foot of Cangshan Mountain early in the morning to discuss teaching Shi Jin martial arts.

"Young Brother Shi Jin wants to become my disciple and learn the skills you passed down to me, elder brother. Do you think it's appropriate for me to do so?"

"What are you going to do now that you've learned these skills?" someone asked Shi Jin by the roadside.

"To settle a score."

"Tell me what grudge you have."

"I am originally from Huayin County, Huazhou. I am the eldest son in my family and own a manor. I have loved martial arts since I was a child, and I have nine dragons tattooed on my body. I have a nickname: Shi Jin with Nine Dragons."

“A few years ago, my father passed away. Some people on Shaohua Mountain nearby became bandits and gathered five or six hundred people. Our Shijia Village and my family’s Shijiazhuang were both targeted.”

"I thought I was a superb fighter and led the local militia to defend against them, but when the time came, I was no match for Chen Da, the tiger who leaps across the ravine. They killed thirteen of my own family members and injured dozens more. The manor that my father left me was also burned to the ground."

"Nine-Dragon was called a dung beetle..."

"Only by personally eliminating the bandits on Shaohua Mountain can I have the face to go back to see my elders and fellow villagers and pay respects to my father's spirit in heaven."

"Wang Jin, why don't you take him as your apprentice?" someone said to Wang Jin from the roadside.

"Master!!"

"Master!!"

Shi Jin immediately knelt down, first kowtowing to Wang Jin, then kowtowing to the roadside, until his head was bleeding from the banging.

After getting up, Shi Jin had tears in his eyes, but his heart was filled with joy.

“Now that you’ve called me ‘Master,’ I should teach you something too,” he said from the roadside.

"I've recently come up with a set of palm techniques, and I'll teach them to you."

"Master, what kind of palm technique is that?"

“You have nine dragons tattooed on your body, and my palm technique happens to have eighteen moves, called the Dragon Subduing Palm,” the roadside man said to Shi Jin.

"You're lucky, kid."

Wang Jin was also happy for Shi Jin.

“My elder brother also taught me a set of stick techniques, which he created in his early years and is called the Dog-Beating Stick Technique.”

"I'll pass it all on to you," someone said with a smile from the roadside.

"Thank you so much, Master and Master!!" Shi Jin knelt down and kowtowed again.

Lu Bian pointed a finger at Shi Jin's forehead and taught him two sets of magnetic field martial arts he had created, which were deeply imprinted in Shi Jin's mind, saving Lu Bian and Wang Jin the trouble of arguing.

"This must be what enlightenment looks like..." Shi Jin thought to himself.

"Since we've already taught you, the other three can't be ignored, right?" Lu Bian said, looking at Wang Jin.

"Brother, that's exactly what I'm worried about."

"I have an idea."

"Let them figure it out themselves."

"Satoru?"

A magnetic field arose by the roadside, creating a giant black stone monument.

The black stone tablet has no words, yet it allows people to understand how to cultivate the rotation of magnetic fields and comprehend their own unique magnetic field martial arts.

"Brother, if outsiders find out about this stone tablet, it could cause chaos throughout the land," Wang Jin lamented.

"Actually, I feel suffocated practicing magnetic field rotation by myself."

"There are only a handful of people in this world who can give me a truly satisfying fight," the man by the roadside said to Wang Jin. "Brother, there are actually several others in the world who can rival you?"

Wang Jin was surprised.

Only after he entered the realm of magnetic field rotation did he realize just how powerful magnetic field rotation truly was. It was the strongest force that could make a person invincible in the world, and he would not be afraid of even gods and Buddhas descending from heaven.

"Even gods are human."

"Oh, brother, so you meant fighting and competing with gods." Wang Jin was relieved.

"May I ask which deities are you referring to?" Shi Jin asked curiously.

"Qingyuan Miaodao Erlang Zhenjun, the Great God Guarding Mount Luojia in the South Sea, the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly..."

"..."

Shi Jin listened to the muttering of a series of deities by the roadside and dared not speak.

He had heard of some of the great gods, and some of the immortals, but just hearing the series of titles made Shi Jin feel apprehensive, as each one was known as a war god.

"There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding." The roadside man said to Shi Jin, and Shi Jin kept those words in mind.

After Shi Jin's apprenticeship was over, Wang Jin and Lu Bian took Shi Jin to an inn in Dali City. They also brought Lu Zhishen, Yang Zhi, and Lin Chong, who were still asleep, to the Magnetic Field Martial Arts Stele, and let the three of them experience and cultivate the power of the magnetic field on their own.

Facing the magnetic field stone tablet, Lu Zhishen comprehended a set of external martial arts skills, and every move he made had the force of a thousand pounds.

Yang Zhi comprehended a set of sword techniques: he had no sword in his hand, but a sword in his heart; everything could be a sword.

Lin Chong was a master of spear and staff techniques, and he was most skilled with the spear. He had mastered a spear technique that could bind a dragon.

"If we take this Martial Arts Divine Stele to the Jianghu Gathering in Yuhang, I wonder how many heroes in the world will be able to comprehend amazing martial arts techniques," Lu Zhishen said casually.

"Want to give it a try?" someone asked from the roadside.

"Brother, aren't you afraid of causing chaos in the world?"

Wang Jin tried to stop Lu Bian with his eyes, telling him not to do that, that it was too playful.

"Your Jianghu Conference has no gimmicks, leaving people confused."

"If you use your reputation as the Great Hero of Nanyan and the Regent of the Song Dynasty to attract people, most of those who come will be sycophants who want to curry favor with you."

“Change the Jianghu Gathering to a Heroes Gathering, and use the divine martial arts bestowed by the Martial Arts Divine Stele as bait. Those who want to surpass you and those who think they are no less than you will naturally come,” Lu Bian said to Wang Jin.

"What are you afraid of?"

"So, people just glance at the stone tablet I made with my bare hands, and they think they can surpass it? That's impossible for at least the next three hundred years." The roadside reassured Wang Jin.

“But how are ordinary people supposed to live if all these people have such extraordinary martial arts skills?” Wang Jin asked worriedly.

"Who said there are no requirements?"

"I will have a giant turtle carry the stone tablet on its back and let it float and sink in the Qiantang River tide. Only those with courage, ability, and loyalty can climb onto the giant turtle's back to understand the stone tablet," the roadside man said.

"That's fine..." Wang Jin accepted it somewhat helplessly.

"Master Zhishen, have you named your martial art yet?" Lu Bian turned to Lu Zhishen and asked.

"I belong to the Zhi generation, and in Buddhist scriptures, the word 'Prajna' means wisdom, so I'll call myself Prajna Gong." Lu Zhishen smiled, extremely satisfied with the name he had chosen.

"Brother Yang, what's the name of your swordsmanship?" someone asked from the roadside.

"I inherited the Yang family spear technique, and I thought I would also call it the Yang family knife technique. But there are so many people with the surname Yang in the world, and it would be duplicated. After thinking it over, I named the knife technique I comprehended the 'No-Knife Technique'."

"Brother Lin Chong, and you?" They called out names one by one by the roadside.

"To my shame, I wanted to call it the Overlord Spear," Lin Chong said.

(End of this chapter)