Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 4 Life-saving straw
After the examination, it was found that Lu Changfeng had only fainted due to a momentary emotional shock, which caused his chest injury. He was not seriously injured, and Chen Yulian breathed a sigh of relief.

He pulled Lu Wubing aside and hesitated, saying, "Don't make things difficult for your father. He's a kind man who has always been kind to others. He's a skilled doctor, but he's a bit stubborn. He especially values ​​ancestral teachings and is very strict about them."

This is troublesome.

“Mother, if such a heirloom truly exists, it must be something the East Sea Sect is after. In this critical moment, we must act expediently…”

Lu Wubing was also getting anxious. The longer the night went on, the more things could go wrong. The key to breaking out of this deadlock lay in whether or not his own family actually possessed that thing.

There's a saying that goes something like this: if others suspect you have something, then you'd better actually have it.

The East Sea Sword Sect came with overwhelming force. Whatever their intentions, they would dig deep and leave no stone unturned until they achieved their goal. They would not give up until they found it.

"follow me."

Chen Yulian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing a hint of her decisiveness.

"Your father dug a cellar in the bedroom, and he didn't hide it from me. Although I don't know if what you're looking for is inside, if it is, it should be here."

As she spoke, she moved the wardrobe aside, carefully pried out a piece of blue brick from the corner of the wall with a small paper cutter, reached inside and turned the mechanism, and a "creaking" sound came from inside the room.

A three-foot-square hole was cracked in one corner of the house, through which stone steps could be seen extending into the darkness.

"You go inside with the lamp, I'll keep watch outside."

Chen Yulian sighed, turned around and walked out.

Lu Wubing lit the oil lamp, picked up his long sword, and the cat darted in from under his feet to explore the way, soon emitting cheerful "meows".

Upon entering, one discovers that the cellar is simply furnished, with chunks of quicklime piled in the corner and a wooden shelf in the middle of the room, upon which several large boxes are placed.

Open several boxes.

Lu Wubing discovered that the contents inside were also very simple.

A box of gold nuggets, a box of silver.

There was also a small box containing several secret manuals, including a chart of acupoints on the human body, a method for practicing the Six Yang Divine Needles, and secrets for needling.

Of course, there was also the Yuanling Sword Technique, which looked particularly glaring at the moment.

Lu Wubing looked through it and found that it was exactly the same as the family sword technique he practiced, with only the moves and sword handling techniques, and nothing else.

Besides these boxes, there was also a rectangular object, about the size of a book, wrapped tightly in fine yellow satin.

Is this the thing?

Lu Wubing's heart began to pound.

Although the yellow ribbon was covered in dust and its color was no longer so vibrant, the blood-red lettering on it was still clearly visible.

Lu Wubing took a peek at the ribbon after untying it and recognized it, and was able to read it aloud.

"Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva practices the profound Prajnaparamita..."

What exactly is inside? Is it suppressed with the Buddhist Heart Sutra?
Upon opening the box after removing the seal, one finds a yellowed handwritten booklet with the words "Yuanling Sword Manual" written on it in large characters.

"really have!"

Lu Wubing could no longer contain his eagerness and quickly turned to the book. On the first page, written in bright red ink, were the words: "Kind and righteous people, do not practice this skill. It devours spirits and souls, and all swords return to their origin..."

Lu Wubing felt a chill run down his spine.

Continuing to look at the next page, one sees the words "Open the six divine meridians, achieve mastery of body and mind, and attain divine swordsmanship" written at the bottom of the first page.

Turn the page again for the specific practice methods.

"A single vein swallows the heavens. The intention travels through Chengjiang, Fengfu, Huagai, Shendao, Zhiyang, Tianshu, Yuanguan, Quantai..."

"The fragrance wafts through the two channels. My thoughts travel to Wu Mountain, to my wisdom, to the departing moon..."

"Three channels of bliss... four channels of fire... five channels of uninterrupted flow... six channels of mind-bending..."

Each pulse not only marks the acupoints on the human body, but also indicates a unique breathing frequency.

Lu Wubing glanced at it briefly, his eyes widening in surprise.

Although the original owner didn't learn much, the meridian pathways and acupoint distribution were the most profound things in her memory. Not only was it needed for treating illnesses and saving lives, but the cultivation of the family's Six Yang Divine Needles and Six Yang Meridians could not be deviated from in the slightest.

I have all of this knowledge in my memory.

He knew that in addition to the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, there were actually many hidden meridians in the human body, which were difficult to access using ordinary cultivation methods.

According to legend, if one can open up a hidden meridian in martial arts, not only will the power of the technique increase greatly, but it will also have various miraculous uses.

This booklet teaches how to open the Six Divine Meridians, which are six corresponding hidden meridians. It also includes a unique breathing technique to complement the practice.

The names of the Six Meridians implicitly encompass the Six Desires, reflecting an extremely lofty intention; this is a true divine skill and secret technique.

"The Lu family's Yuanling Sword Technique lacks a fundamental mental cultivation method; it would be a miracle if it could even be trained to its full potential."

Lu Wubing sighed inwardly. After thinking it over, he decided to see just how wicked this technique was, perhaps he could practice it himself.

Anyway, I don't need to castrate myself, and I can still back out. "First, I'll practice the Devouring Heaven Technique."

Without hesitation, he adjusted his breathing frequency according to the breathing method of the first meridian, and focused his mind on the starting acupoint Chengjiang. Soon, a wisp of breath emerged from the Chengjiang acupoint, turning the impossible into possible, and walked out of a non-existent meridian route, directly to the Fengfu acupoint...

Lu Wubing felt his whole body tremble, and an indescribable violentness arose in his heart.

I seemed to smell a sweet, fishy odor between my nose and mouth, and my heart was filled with anticipation.

"Stop, stop, stop right now..."

Lu Wubing inwardly cried out that something was wrong. This technique was indeed strange, as it could actually change his personality.

With the same determination he had to give up flour, he forcibly stopped his breathing exercise, withdrew his hand from the kitten beside him, and slapped his chest hard, coughing violently, his eyes already bloodshot.

"Meow..."

The cat, which had been looking up at its owner, suddenly cried out in surprise, arched its body, and leaped onto the stone steps. With a bouncy gait, it was out of the cellar in the blink of an eye.

"Huh, huh..."

Lu Wubing swayed, his teeth grinding together, and frantically pulled out a small piece of jerky from his pocket, which he used to feed cats. He swallowed it like a starving ghost, without even chewing it.

For a fleeting moment, he actually thought the kitten tasted delicious, and wanted to skin it, remove its bones, and devour it whole; he couldn't even control his hands.

Moreover, that bloodthirsty impulse can subtly change one's perception, leading them to believe that the ultimate truth of the world is the survival of the fittest, and what's wrong with killing some people as food?
As long as you are strong enough to control your own destiny and achieve immortality, why bother with the thoughts of some ants?

No one in the world is immune to being killed!

Once such evil thoughts arise, they spread like wildfire and cannot be suppressed.

"Fortunately, it was just a trial, and I didn't get too involved, so I was able to extricate myself."

Lu Wubing thought to himself with such relief, but soon realized that he was being too optimistic.

It's not that the aftereffects are still there.

Instead, they saw the benefits.

He moved unintentionally, only to feel a surge of force in his arm, an urge to vent. Moved by the situation, he drew his longsword and thrust it forward.

Uh...

A sharp blade tears through the wind.

A sharp sword cry rang out from the secret chamber.

The jerky he had just eaten instantly transformed into a torrent of essence, which was then used to thrust out a sword. This was even faster than when he had fought the "Killing Sword" earlier.

Lu Wubing refused to believe it and stabbed him twice more.

He discovered something even more terrifying.

Although the essence transformed from the dried meat had been completely exhausted, his swordsmanship had been permanently increased by a fraction due to a strange fluctuation.

"This strange fluctuation, like fire and waves, can accelerate the sword speed and make the spirit stronger, just like taking a powerful stimulant. It devours the spirit and consumes the soul. What a wonderful devouring of the spirit and soul.

Just by trying it out and not even really starting to practice, there are already such "benefits". What kind of temptation is this for people in the martial arts world?
Without firm beliefs and noble character, how can one cope with this desire and addiction?

The most bizarre thing is that my mind was affected, and I couldn't even distinguish between friend and foe. Cats are so cute, I actually wanted to eat one.

Pooh!
No wonder the original owner's grandfather, Lu Chengyun, left behind an ancestral precept forbidding his descendants from being tainted by it, not even to be allowed to glance at it.

It's because he understands better than anyone else.

Once you've mastered this skill, it's hard to go back.

“A virtuous and kind person should not practice this skill…” Lu Wubing’s gaze returned to the first sentence, and a terrible thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.

There is no doubt that my grandfather, Lu Chengyun, practiced this skill, and even reached a high level.

So, how exactly did he master it?
What truth lies hidden behind Huichuntang's reputation for saving lives?
Lu Wubing frowned and pondered deeply. After thinking it over and over again, he carefully read the Buddhist scriptures on the box and found that they were exactly the same as the scriptures in his memory. However, there was no reaction when he recited them.

It's likely that this scripture was just a thought of my grandfather's, a hope that he could reach the other shore through wisdom, but it was utterly useless.

Where can we find a useful solution?

"Until a solution is found to address the flaws in this technique, this sword manual must not be practiced under any circumstances. Otherwise, you might lose your mind and end up killing all your own people, which would be ridiculous."

“It’s useless.”

Lu Wubing looked disappointed. The food was indeed good, but he could see it but couldn't eat it.

Compared to the serious flaw of "losing oneself," the sword technique in the story, which only requires cutting chickens, seems rather mild.

"We cannot risk practicing for now; it's not even worth trying. We must first find a way to stabilize our minds..."

The most urgent task is to use this "useless" tool to break the deadlock facing the Lu family.

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(End of this chapter)