Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

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The ritual house.

"What, are you wondering why I brought you to the ritual house? After all, this doesn't look like a place for practicing external martial arts."

Su Ming smiled and looked at Zhao Zheng, who had a puzzled look in his eyes.

Zhao Zheng nodded, looking at the ritual room in front of him, which had three more statues of the Three Mao True Lords than his own Taoist temple.

"Yes, it is somewhat... um... Senior brother, you brought your junior brother here, it must be related to the Thirteen Bodyguards' external martial arts training method, right?"

"Excellent, you grasped it immediately!"

Su Ming's eyes revealed his appreciation for the intelligent man, and he began to explain the differences between the Thirteen Protectors Horizontal Training, which originated from the Taoist Golden Body Skill, one of the Twenty-Four Orthodox Methods of Maoshan, and ordinary external martial arts.

There are many differences, and some are even similar to precepts, such as facing north during cultivation, being surrounded by filth, and not hearing roosters crow during cultivation.

Regarding this, Zhao Zheng suddenly thought of a question: does the crowing of the roosters in the Yihong Courtyard include the crowing of the roosters in the Yihong Courtyard?

Of course, Zhao Zheng didn't ask, since he wasn't going to the brothel to listen to music. He just continued listening to Su Ming introduce the Thirteen Bodyguards' external martial arts.

As he listened, Zhao Zheng suddenly grasped a key point and interrupted Su Ming with a look of surprise.

"Senior brother, did I hear that right? This Thirteen Bodyguards Horizontal Training doesn't require external assistance like beating to practice?"

"You heard me right, it's definitely not necessary."

Su Ming said with an arrogant expression. He turned around, went to the offering table, picked up three incense sticks, shook them gently, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Zhao Zheng raised an eyebrow because he realized that Su Ming was not using the incense-lighting method, but simply relying on the strength of his body.

In other words, the reason why the three incense sticks in Su Ming's hand were lit was because the other party ignited the incense sticks by friction with the air at an extremely high speed in an instant.

"This is the wonder of our Maoshan Twenty-Four Orthodox Methods. Although the Thirteen Bodyguard External Kung Fu you are about to cultivate is only a minor technique derived from the Taoist Golden Body, it also possesses extraordinary abilities that are difficult for ordinary martial arts to have. It is one of the many wonders that does not require external force to cultivate!"

Su Ming smiled and spoke, taking a step back and moving away from the front of the offering table, indicating that Zhao Zheng should also offer incense.

"Ordinary martial arts? So, does that mean some profound martial arts, like our Maoshan Twenty-Four Orthodox Methods, possess their own supernatural powers?"

Zhao Zheng stepped forward curiously. As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed a handful of incense sticks from the table, lit them using the incense-lighting method, placed them in the incense burner, and bowed to the Three Mao True Lords and the Three Pure Ones.

"……right."

Su Ming looked at the hundreds of incense sticks that Zhao Zheng had put into the incense burner with a strange expression, nodded, but did not elaborate.

"But these are too far away for you. Here you go."

Su Ming reached out and picked up a well-worn copy of the Thirteen Bodyguards' Horizontal Training Manual from the table, handing it to Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng took it and began to read it. As he flipped through it, he raised an eyebrow because he discovered that this Thirteen Bodyguards External Training not only did not require external force to beat or assist, but it also did not require the medicinal oils or ointments needed for ordinary external training.

You should know that when his master was alive, he told him how troublesome it was to cultivate external martial arts.

Practicing external martial arts requires not only standing meditation, but also the assistance of external force to strike and beat the opponent. After the practice is completed, medicinal ointments, oils, and even medicinal baths are needed to aid the process.

"Hahaha, are you even more surprised now? I was just as surprised as you were when I first saw this Thirteen Bodyguards External Training Technique..."

Su Ming chuckled beside him, and Zhao Zheng nodded, replying as he flipped through the book, "I was indeed quite surprised. Junior Brother had already decided which pharmacy to buy herbs from on his way here..."

"Hahaha……"

"By the way, senior brother, this Thirteen Bodyguards Horizontal Training has so many advantages, but what about its disadvantages?" Zhao Zheng asked curiously, looking up.

"The downsides... it hurts when I cultivate, and my internal organs also itch!" Su Ming replied to Zhao Zhengdao with a strange expression.

"Pain? Itching in your internal organs?"

Zhao Zheng looked at Su Ming's somewhat malicious smile with suspicion, and continued to quickly flip through the Thirteen Bodyguards manual in his hand.

"right!"

Su Ming began to explain that while the Thirteen Bodyguards Horizontal Training had many advantages, it also had a drawback that wasn't exactly a disadvantage.

That is, when you use magic to strengthen your blood and qi and temper your body, your skin, muscles, bones and internal organs will feel pain and itching. The pain is not a big problem, just bear with it and it will pass!

But this itch...

"Junior brother, you should know what it means to 'scratch an itch through your boot,' right? This kind of itch isn't something you can scratch; it's a kind of... well, when I was cultivating, I almost scratched my skin raw!"

Su Ming looked shaken, then turned to Zhao Zheng with a hint of envy and said, "But Junior Brother, you don't need to worry too much about whether it itches or not. I'm sure it won't be long before Uncle Tianyi helps you get the Taoist Golden Body Technique from the main altar..."

As he spoke, Su Ming went on to explain the origin of the Thirteen Protectors' external martial arts, namely that the Taoist Golden Body Technique did not have these shortcomings.

And the pain and itching that may occur when practicing the Thirteen Bodyguards external martial arts are actually nothing special once you get used to them.

Having already finished reading the Thirteen Bodyguards' Body Training manual and memorizing it all thanks to his photographic memory, Zhao Zheng asked curiously, "Is it really that painful and itchy?"

"Why don't you try it and you'll see!"

Su Ming grinned and took out a piece of wood from his pocket. It smelled like a teething stick and was similar to a peppercorn. He handed it to Zhao Zheng.

"Here you go, junior brother. I've prepared everything for you. Don't worry, I just peeled it for you this morning, it's clean..."

"..."

You're a really nice person!

Zhao Zheng began to understand where Su Ming's enthusiasm came from, but he still thanked him and accepted the chewing stick.

Then, under Su Ming's expectant gaze, he sat cross-legged on the futon, assumed the posture of "five hearts facing the sky," and began to pinch and knead the mudra with his tongue against the upper palate, using his magical power to move and strengthen the qi and blood in his body.

At first, everything was fine. However, as time went on, Zhao Zheng's skin turned as red as a steamed shrimp due to the movement of blood and qi, and he was even steaming. He raised an eyebrow, opened his eyes, and hummed in response.

"How is it? Does it hurt a lot, and are your internal organs itchy?" Su Ming said with a smile, and then added.

"Junior brother, let me tell you, I lasted for two whole hours before I stopped. You can't compare to your senior brother..."

"Actually, I think it's alright."

Zhao Zheng interrupted Su Ming, saying that with his talent for self-sacrifice, pain and itching were nothing to him.

"Oh……"

You're just being stubborn!

Su Ming smiled and said "oh," then looked at Zhao Zheng, who was still cultivating with his eyes closed. He stood there for a while, explained the secrets of cultivating the Thirteen Bodyguards' external strength, and then left the ritual room and walked out of the courtyard.

He planned to conduct a surprise inspection later and then take a good look at the miserable state his junior brother was in when he practiced the Thirteen Bodyguards external martial arts.

Ten minutes later.

"Huh, they can really endure that?"

After teaching his disciples for a while, Su Ming couldn't help but hurry to the entrance of the ritual room. He looked at Zhao Zheng with surprise, who was still in the same posture as when he was practicing the Thirteen Bodyguards' external training.

……

Twenty minutes later.

"Goodness, this junior brother is about to become even more ruthless than me..."

Arriving at the entrance of the ritual house once again, Su Ming, who was conducting a surprise inspection, stared in astonishment at Zhao Zheng, who was just ten minutes away from the start of his first training session of the Thirteen Protectors Body Cultivation.

Yes, he was bragging!

……

Forty minutes later.

"It's confirmed, this junior brother is even more ruthless than me!"

Su Ming watched Zhao Zheng, whose skin was flushed red and whose body was emitting mist-like vapor, yet who was still practicing the Thirteen Bodyguards' external martial arts techniques, for a while with a twitching mouth.

……

An hour later.

"This child's character is truly terrifying!"

Looking at Zhao Zheng, who was still maintaining the Thirteen Bodyguards' external martial arts training posture, Su Ming was surprised, and the contempt in his eyes slowly faded.

……

An hour and a half later.

Su Ming cautiously entered the ritual room and approached Zhao Zheng. After confirming that Zhao Zheng was still alive and showed no signs of demonic possession, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

……

Two hours later.

"We must not make enemies with this boy!"

This was Su Ming's first thought when he saw Zhao Zheng practicing the Thirteen Bodyguards external martial arts for two hours straight.