Mysterious World: I Have a Lost Heavenly Court

Lu Changqing followed Wu Lin.

They quickly returned to their own private courtyard.

Lu Changqing has now fully recovered.

The sore muscles in my legs began to feel a sense of relief after a workout.

In addition, the pills I just swallowed seem to have the effect of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, and relaxing muscles and bones.

As a result, Lu Changqing currently has no physical discomfort.

On the contrary, I felt incredibly comfortable.

Even the mental exhaustion caused by refining talismans has been alleviated.

"From this perspective..."

"Practicing martial arts and cultivating Taoism are truly complementary for me."

"No wonder people in my past life always said that, apart from sleep, the best way for mental workers to recover is through exercise, and the best way for physical workers to recover is through entertainment."

The three entered the courtyard.

Qingyun closed the courtyard gate.

Wu Lin didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Third Young Master, since you say you really want to practice martial arts..."

"Then this old servant will naturally teach you the best I know!"

Lu Changqing clasped his hands and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Wu."

This time, Wu Lin did not shy away from the greeting and accepted it readily.

"But there's something unpleasant I need to tell you upfront, young master."

Lu Changqing: "Uncle Wu, please speak freely!"

Wu Lin: "This skill is difficult to cultivate. If you, young master, are unwilling to cultivate it again and again because of the hardship, then..."

"From now on, I really have nothing more to teach."

Lu Changqing understood the meaning; this was his final instruction.

Overall, I still don't believe the stereotypes brought about by the original body.

"Uncle Wu, don't worry, I will do my best this time!"

Therefore, Wu Lin stopped saying anything further.

He walked up to Lu Changqing, gestured for him to assume a horse stance again, and then said, sentence by sentence: "Power originates from the feet, travels through the legs, and is controlled by the waist. In any martial art, the legs come first, then the fists, and finally the weapons."

"If you want to succeed in your studies, young master, you must build a solid foundation."

"Logically speaking, the best age to start practicing martial arts is between twelve and fifteen years old. Young master is seventeen this year, which is already too late."

"Therefore, stance training is even more crucial!"

"I hope that young master will not be overly ambitious, but will instead focus on building a solid foundation."

After he finished speaking, he began to scrutinize the details of Lu Changqing's movements.

For example, severe outward turning of the feet.

Tightening your shoulders too much is causing poor blood circulation...

This instruction lasted for more than a quarter of an hour.

Only when Lu Changqing was exhausted did Wu Lin slowly nod and say, "The Third Young Master has some talent."

"If we had done this sooner, we might have all broken through to the Bone Forging Realm within two years."

This is not just a polite remark.

Wu Lin now truly believes that Lu Changqing is sincerely practicing martial arts.

The basic stance training he just taught is something that an ordinary man simply cannot sustain; he would have to fall down three or five times before it's practically impossible.

But now, Lu Changqing swallowed it all in one go!

This truly changed Wu Lin's opinion of Lu Changqing from the bottom of his heart.

"Third Young Master, this is basic stance training, used to replenish qi and blood and promote the absorption of dietary supplements."

"But the time should not be too long; 15 minutes a day is enough."

Lu Changqing held his knees, panting heavily, letting the sweat drip to the ground.

I'm really tired, extremely tired!

It's not the same kind of exhaustion as drawing talismans and practicing Taoism.

The soreness in my muscles is very noticeable!

However, he was able to clearly feel the progress and changes in his physique.

After catching his breath and allowing Lu Changqing to straighten up, Wu Lin continued:

"Having taught the Third Young Master the basic stance training, the next step is to learn the methods for refining the skin and strengthening the muscles!"

"Young Master, please keep a close eye on things!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Lin crawled to the ground.

His body, which was not particularly strong, suddenly changed in aura!

A fierce aura emanated from him.

Lu Changqing's heart was pounding as he looked into Wu Lin's eyes...

Wu Lin is now like a...frightened, or rather, a wild boar whose territory has been violated!

His eyes were filled with madness.

"The technique for strengthening skin and increasing strength, the Wild Boar Stance!"

In the next instant, Wu Lin, who was crawling on the ground with one arm, rolled over and thrust forward, his single-handed claws seemingly more ferocious than fangs.

After three rehearsals, a full hour had passed before Wu Lin finally stopped.

As he stood up, he exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Third Young Master, the basic stance training, this stance, and the subsequent content are collectively known as the 'Hundred Birds Stance'."

"This skill has not been passed down in the martial arts world, so please be careful when passing it on to others."

Lu Changqing snapped out of his reverie and began to reflect.

The action was not graceful.

But it's extremely fierce!

He watched from the sidelines, without participating, yet he still felt his heart pounding.

If he were to truly face Wu Lin... this skill alone would be enough to give him a hard time.

If Wu Lin were to use his true abilities, I'm afraid his chance to cast the talisman would only last a fleeting moment.

The subject received complete instruction from a martial artist at the "Blood Refining Realm," mastering the Hundred Birds Stance.

Should I study it?

Yes.

In an instant.

Lu Changqing recalled all the details of Wu Lin's actions and instructions just now.

Just as he was filled with excitement and was about to practice his stances to get further guidance from Wu Lin, the courtyard gate was suddenly opened.

"Uncle Wu!"

A strong, resonant voice came through.

Everyone looked up.

A burly man with a knife at his waist, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, whose eyebrows resembled Lu Changqing's but were more rugged and who had a beard, strode in.

It was none other than Lu Ri, the eldest son of the Lu family.

Lu Ri was holding something covered with a tattered cloth, and his face showed some urgency.

But upon entering and seeing Lu Changqing, he was visibly taken aback, then angrily shouted, "You brat, who told you to get out of bed!"

"Get back to bed and rest!"

"I just heard from Xiaoyue that you've been restless since you woke up!"

The eldest brother is like a father.

Not to mention the age gap of more than ten years between Lu Ri and Lu Changqing.

Lu Ri dotes on his younger brother, but his personality is also like his father Lu Ba's, which is rather strict. He is a very traditional male elder.

But Lu Changqing was not afraid of such rebuke. Instead, he took the initiative and revealed the truth about his black mark in advance.

To avoid being put on the defensive if the other party asks questions later.

"Brother! I feel much better!"

"The talismans and spiritual water from Qingfeng Temple worked! The black mark on my body shrank, and I even made progress in my cultivation; I successfully absorbed the Qi!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ri's barely suppressed anger immediately turned into astonishment.

Wu Lin, who was standing to the side, raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

It wasn't that I was surprised that Lu Changqing was cultivating Taoism, but rather that I was astonished by his ambition—he actually planned to cultivate both Taoism and martial arts.

Lu Ri turned to look at Qingyun.

Qingyun bowed and said, "Young Master, the Third Young Master is right! He not only successfully entered the Dao, but also learned a technique and how to make talismans."

A sense of shared pride shone through her brows. "Qingyun believes that the young master's talent in cultivation is in no way inferior to her own, and may even be several levels stronger!"

After receiving a reply, Lu Ri turned to look at Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing raised his finger, and the spiritual energy that had been restored in his body circulated through his fingertip.

Lu Riqiang's powerful blood and qi immediately sensed this faint spiritual power.

His previously tense face finally broke into a look of ecstatic joy.

"Good lad..."

At this point, he immediately suppressed his joy and shouted, "Don't think you can get cocky just because you've cultivated Taoism! Give me... wait!"

He suddenly realized something, his expression shifting, "How could you cultivate Taoism?"

He must know very well about his brother's situation.

If my younger brother were capable of cultivating Taoism, the family would have used all their connections to send him to Qingfeng Temple long ago, given his laziness.

It was precisely because Lu Changqing's meridians were congenitally blocked and difficult to unblock that he did not take this path.

But how come it's suddenly all better now?

Upon hearing this, Lu Changqing told the other party the explanation he had prepared beforehand: "That black mark keeps attacking my internal organs and meridians."

"Just yesterday, my sister gave me a talisman left by her master, and it worked together with the talisman I had used before."

"I suspect that the clash between the power of the talisman and the power of the eerie black shadow smashed open the meridians!"

Lu Changqing clenched his fist and waved it, looking quite pleased: "Brother, wouldn't you say this is a blessing in disguise!"

Lu Ri didn't say anything, but simply took a step to Lu Changqing's side and placed his large hand on his shoulder.

After sensing it for a while and confirming that there was indeed no evil energy, he slowly and incredulously said, "It really is a blessing in disguise..."

At this point, he genuinely smiled, pleased that his younger brother had improved: "You little rascal, you've got some real luck..."

Lu Changqing chuckled.

Seeing that Lu Ri did not mention the changes in the black seal, he decided to put aside the matter of the black seal turning into a black shadow for the time being.

They deliberately changed the subject.

He pointed to the tattered cloth wrapped around Lu Ri's chest.

"Brother, what's this? Why are you wrapped up like that?"

Lu Changqing's cultivation was not deep, and he had not yet mastered the basics of martial arts.

But instinctively, she could sense an uncomfortable feeling from the things in Lu Ri's arms.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ri's expression changed.

The joy of seeing my younger brother get better was overshadowed.

"It's none of your business, mind your own business!"

He ignored Lu Changqing and looked up at Wu Lin beside him.

"Uncle Wu, I'll have to trouble you to personally deliver this to the outskirts of the county town, the farther the better..."

As he spoke, Lu Ri handed the rag to Wu Lin.

And at the very moment of the exchange.

Lu Changqing saw the true form of the object through the gap in the tattered cloth!

His pupils involuntarily contracted.

It's a bronze-colored shrine!

The little figure in the shrine was tall and slender with a strange face. Even with just a fleeting glance, one could see its arms hanging down to its ankles!

Its fingernails are long and sharp, and its strange eyes bulge out in a frightening way!

It was exactly the same as the dark shadow on his chest!

Lu Changqing's mind was racing.

He is now certain.

The attack on the original owner and the trouble at the mine are connected.

And it must have been done intentionally by an outsider!

Wu Lin took the rag without asking a single question, and simply nodded.

He immediately leaped away, leaving behind the words, "Young master, please rest well."

After Wu Lin left, Lu Ri gave him a few more words of advice and then planned to return to the mine.

"Your sister can't handle things alone, so I'm leaving now."

"Qingyun, keep a close eye on the Third Young Master!"

At this moment, Lu Changqing stopped Lu Ri.

"Brother, what exactly happened at the mine?"

"I'm family too, I want to help."

Upon hearing these words, Lu Ri's eyes softened, realizing that his younger brother had grown up.

But his words were still very harsh: "It's none of your business!"

"With your brother and sister, and so many other people in the family, you don't need to worry."

"What you need to take care of most right now is your health! Once you're well, we can focus on what we're doing!"

After saying that, Lu Ri left in a hurry without lingering any longer.

This shows that the problems at the mine are considerable.

The once noisy courtyard suddenly became quiet.

After a moment, Qingyun said softly, "Young Master, please don't overthink it."

"Just as the young master said, your health is the most important thing right now."

Lu Changqing took a deep breath and nodded: "Yes, that's true."

They're still too weak!

If his blood and qi were flowing like a pillar and his spiritual power were abundant, the black mark on his body would probably have disappeared long ago.

If you ask your older brother about things at the mine, you'll get a completely different answer.

Lu Changqing touched the talisman in his arms, his eyes sharpening.

Tonight, I'm back at Taikoo.

Now...

Try the wild boar stake first!

Lu Changqing did not stop. Under Qingyun's care, he began to practice walking meditation and diligently practice his skills.

...

Moon stars are rare.

in the courtyard.

Lu Changqing, panting heavily and looking exhausted and disheveled, suddenly stopped.

A surge of energy and blood began to emerge from the abdomen and then flowed to the limbs and bones!

His physique began to exude a sense of power.

A black mud began to flow from his skin all over his body.

[The user's skin has been effectively trained, resulting in a qualitative change; proficiency in the Hundred Birds Stance has increased by 10.]

[Physical Realm: Mortal → Skin Refining Realm (13/500)]

[Martial Arts Skill: Hundred Birds Stance (13/500)]

Lu Changqing's eyes trembled slightly as he sensed the changes in his body. He clenched his fist and punched outward with all his might!

"call--"

The force of the punch was tremendous, far exceeding its previous power!

Practice skin martial arts.

become!