Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

"What's wrong with you?"

Tang Luo looked at Zhang He, who was squatting and standing in a stance, but somehow pulled out a meat bun and stuffed it into his mouth. Tang Luo looked at Zhang He with some confusion.

At this moment, Zhang He felt an unprecedented sense of wonder, just like when he first saw "stance training".

Tang Luo's ears twitched slightly as he listened to the heartbeat coming from Zhang He's body, silently chanting in his mind.

If I remember correctly~

Although Zhang He's cultivation level wasn't very high, his heart rate was about thirty-five beats per minute, which is at least thirty-six for someone who has opened their acupoints, or even someone who has already entered the body tempering stage.

He's long past the stage of "health preservation"!

"I haven't learned this before, let me learn it."

Ok?

"You haven't practiced 'stance training'? Don't you need to take care of your health?" Tang Luo looked at Zhang He with some curiosity.

"What? It's about health preservation."

Zhang He tilted her head, her eyes revealing the clarity of a high school student just entering university. Tang Luo had no choice but to explain:

"It's about tempering your body until you reach a point where you can't go any further."

Zhang He shook his head.

Tang Luo was taken aback by his actions, and quickly recalled the explanations from the Mountain Technique in his mind. As he recalled, he gradually became serious.

Although "nourishing the body" is not listed among the stages of cultivation, its importance is undeniable.

Although Tang Luo has not yet fully mastered the art of cultivating his health, he is constantly striving to cultivate with the help of Ke Zhen'e's qi and blood.

Furthermore, he possesses the memories of Ke Zhen'e, as well as the knowledge from his previous life. Coupled with the detailed annotations of the Mountain Technique, he has a truly profound understanding of cultivation, especially the two realms of "nourishing the body" and "opening the mind."

The key to "nourishing the body" is to cultivate enough Qi and blood, and then guide it through the method of opening the acupoints to allow the Qi and blood to open up the blocked acupoints.

The greater one's Qi and blood, the stronger one's control, the more acupoints one can open, and the greater one's power.

Even at the very least, one must have enough strength to weigh 200 jin (approximately 100 kg) to accumulate enough qi and blood to open the orifices.

After reviewing his cultivation experience in his mind, Tang Luo met Zhang He's blank gaze and asked, "Without nourishing the body, how did you achieve enlightenment?"

"A breakthrough?" Zhang He hesitated for a moment before saying, "You mean, those nodes that provide power?"

Tang Luo nodded slightly.

"That thing was, by nature, open."

Ok? ? ?

Ok? ? ?

"Niu Fu, there are still experts."

Tang Luo patted his head, a look of regret on his face.

He should have realized it sooner. How could someone who can read minds be just an ordinary person?

Now he looks like a clown.

Seeing this, Tang Luo became curious: "What enlightenment method did you use? May I borrow it to take a look?"

Tang Luo was really curious: what kind of martial arts technique wouldn't even mention "health preservation" or teach stance training?

Zhang He didn't say anything, but reached into his pocket and took out a thin, slightly yellowed book, handing it to Tang Luo.

Tang Luo took the book, flipped through it briefly, then flipped through it again, and then flipped through it once more!

Ok?

Ok?

Ok?

Tang Luo took several deep breaths to calm himself down and look at the thin booklet again.

The Foundation Diagram of the Great Yin-Yang Harmony!

This is indeed a method of enlightenment, an extremely powerful method of enlightenment that surpasses all his previous knowledge and experience.

According to the Mountain and Mountain Kung Fu, the most powerful method for opening the orifices is called the "Supreme Method for Opening the Orifices," which can open sixty-three orifices.

This "Great Yin-Yang Unity Foundation Diagram" is capable of opening 108 orifices.

The human body has a total of 108 orifices.

Tang Luo turned his head again, leaned closer to Zhang He, and scrutinized him closely, examining him from head to toe, from his nose to the back of his head, his buttocks, legs, arms, and wrists, before mentally remarking:

"Could this kid be some kind of 'chosen one'?!"

Tang Luo's mind raced. Looking at the dark-skinned boy in front of him, he mentally counted Zhang He's unusual behaviors on his fingers.

"He can read minds, comes from a poor family, is born with all sorts of abilities, has a deep-seated blood feud, and possesses a powerful technique of unknown origin."

You're telling me this isn't the main character?

Although Zhang He was dark-skinned and thin, and not handsome, apart from his clear-looking eyes, he didn't have any special features on the surface, but that didn't stop him from thinking he looked like him.

At this moment, Tang Luo glanced at He Lian, who was standing in the stance beside him, drenched in sweat. Perhaps He Lian was one of the companions of this "chosen one," but it was because of his appearance that he was unable to save him.

But after thinking about it again, Tang Luo shook his head and rejected the idea.

Even if Zhang He could defeat the two guards and save He Lian, he had only saved He Lian twice in total. The first time was when Wang Shuwen's chestnut horse charged wildly. Zhang He was not there at that time, so there was no reason why he could have saved He Lian.

This is probably just a coincidence.

Shaking his head to dispel these unfounded thoughts, Tang Luo looked at the "Great Yin-Yang Unity Foundation Diagram" in his hand again and remained silent for a while.

After acquiring the Mountain Cultivation Technique, he gained a preliminary understanding of the cultivation system of this world.

But it was precisely because of these realizations that he knew how precious what he held in his hands was.

This is probably the greatest opportunity he has encountered since he traveled through time, aside from playing the role of a template.

"Enlightenment" is the first hurdle on the path of cultivation, and also the first step on the ladder to heaven.

Subsequently, at least all of Tang Luo's subsequent cultivation, as far as he knew, relied on the foundation laid by the Enlightenment Method.

The path of spiritual practice is not isolated; rather, it is a gradual ascent to the summit, step by step. The more substantial the initial accumulation, the higher the subsequent peak can be reached.

Tang Luo's original plan was to obtain a cultivation method that could open forty-five or more acupoints before the expiration of [Ke Zhen'e], but if that wasn't possible, the Mountain True Form Diagram would also be acceptable.

Thirty-six orifices isn't actually that low.

Moreover, the power in one's own hands is truly one's own. Heaven knows how much of the so-called "source points" he can gain from his current performance, and whether it will be enough for the next "performance".

It was precisely because of his low expectations at the beginning that Tang Luo knew the moment he saw this enlightenment method that it was an opportunity he could not miss.

Tang Luo pondered for a long time before raising his eyes and looking at Zhang He with great seriousness: "Could you grant me this enlightenment method to practice?"

In exchange, provided it doesn't violate my life philosophy, I can grant you three requests.

Tang Luo actually relied on his extraordinary memory and had already memorized most of the enlightenment method while flipping through the book, but he still said it like this.

Even though he knew that he could obtain this enlightenment method through other means.

Even though he knew he didn't need to make too many demands.

"But I can't do it." Tang Luo faced his own heart.

Unlike the day he met Wang Yuande, he was able to ask Wang Yuande for martial arts techniques and money without any scruples, and readily accept Wang Yuande's gifts.

It was because Wang Yuande's son, Wang Shuwen, was a dissolute playboy who committed all sorts of evil deeds, and Wang Yuande was an accomplice. Moreover, Wang Yuande himself could hardly be considered a good person, so he felt no guilt whatsoever about taking things from such a person.

But Zhang He gave him a completely different feeling after spending the past two days together.

He was probably a truly kind-hearted person with a pure heart, and Tang Luo felt a little burdened taking his things.

At that moment, Zhang He pulled out a large meat bun from somewhere, chewing on it while mumbling, "It's nothing, no need..."

"Then I'll take that as a yes!"

Tang Luo interrupted Zhang He's words, then looked up at the sky. The sun was high in the sky, and although it was still some distance from the center, it was not far off.

"Let's go, let's go meet that Wang Yuande."

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he pushed open the door and left. Before leaving, he turned to look at He Lian and instructed her, "You should study hard by yourself and figure out the problems on your own. If nothing unexpected happens, we will be back tonight, and we will move tomorrow."

He Lian nodded vigorously, large beads of sweat dripping down her neck and shoulders, as if afraid Tang Luo wouldn't see it.

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The city of Dongling has eight streets and twelve wards, so there are naturally many places for banquets and invitations, but these places also vary in quality.

The lower class, like the roadside Hakka houses, has strong liquor and tea, and is extremely noisy. However, in these places, it is mostly the common people who invite each other to drink heartily and quickly. It is impossible to have a quiet and leisurely chat.

Only the superior ones have flying eaves and flowing walls, fallen petals, carved beams and painted rafters, and separate side buildings, as quiet as a secluded forest, where you can hear a pin drop.

Lower-class establishments are readily available everywhere, but for the highest-class patronage, Tianxiang Tower is the foremost choice, followed by Chunshan.

Chunshanlou, No. 1 (Di Zi).

Wang Yuande dismissed the maids around him, leaving only his old servant behind him and his two listless sons. He said softly, "Shuwen, do you know why I invited this half-blind old swordsman?"

Wang Shuwen lifted his cheek with his right hand, feeling the coldness of the iron palm on his face, and shook his head.

Wang Yuande was not annoyed, but slowly said, "You have seen that person before. In your opinion, how old is he this year?"

Wang Shuwen lowered his eyes, and suddenly the image of that old man from earlier that day—his eyes rolled back, his face contorted with rage, his head full of white hair, his face covered in wrinkles—came back into his mind. He said:

"I imagine he's in his seventies, and I reckon he doesn't have many years left."

Wang Yuande clapped his hands slightly: "So, what do you think of his abilities?"

Wang Shuwen looked at his father with some confusion, not understanding why he was asking this, but still honestly said, "At most, it would not exceed the strength of a god. If it were the strength of a god, one should be able to stop the horse by sight, rather than directly taking action."

Even if he wasn't divinely strong, he should still be among the strongest below divinely strong; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to subdue the galloping horse.

"What kind of person is he?"

Although Wang Shuwen wanted to hurl insults, he thought of the recent rumors and honestly replied, "It's not bad. He's only been out for ten days, but he's already made a small name for himself."

Actually, where is the only good one? Wang Shuwen has been a playboy for many years, and he has never seen anyone like this half-blind man who helps with everything, big or small.

Where before was there such a thing as a cultivator helping a mortal?

Even if you're trying to be a hero, you shouldn't help an old lady cross the street!

Even a staged performance wouldn't be like this.

Even if it was only for ten days, he was still a very good person. However, he genuinely disliked this half-blind old man and was unwilling to give him a high evaluation.

"That's right. So, could someone like him, at his age, have never been famous before?" Wang Yuande said, looking at his son.