Under One Person: I can manipulate magnetic fields!

Bi Yuan was also dumbfounded.

This show-off guy actually succeeded in an instant. He had just tried that Qi circulation route, but it was too mysterious, so he gave up.

"No way? This pretty boy is that amazing!"

Duanmu Ying's small face was also full of shock.

Could it be that Master Niu secretly passed on this Ghost Needle technique to them and then used it to attack them?

"Master Niu, I think I've succeeded! However, the technique for injecting the needle is rather unique!"

Chen Yuan flicked his finger.

Instantly, the silver needle drew a straight line in the air and shot towards a landscape painting five meters away.

"Ah! Young friend, no! That is Mi Fu's 'Autumn Mountain Poem in Light Ink' from the Song Dynasty. Although it is a Ming Dynasty copy, it is still very valuable!"

Master Niu hurriedly shouted.

Both Liu Changqing from before and Chen Yuan in front of us are living ancestors.

One broke the weeping willow tree he had cultivated for a long time, and the other shot at his poem. Although the needle hole was probably not very big, it still made him very distressed.

That thing is indeed not genuine, but it is of good quality among imitations, and it was passed down from the Ming Dynasty, so it still has some collectible value.

puff!

However, the silver needle had already penetrated into the poem.

"Huh? Master Niu, why didn't you say so earlier!"

Chen Yuan looked helpless.

He hadn't expected Master Niu to put the precious poem in the hall. Shouldn't it have been kept as a treasure under normal circumstances?

His father secretly hid all his antique paintings and calligraphy, never letting him see them.

"Young friend, I was just about to say something, but you shot it out before I could say it. Sigh!"

Master Niu looked dejected.

He miscalculated.

But Chen Yuan's talent is beyond doubt. He can learn something after just one listen. Such a prodigy is simply unheard of.

"This Ghost Needle technique is quite good. If I wrap the iron ball with Qi membrane and combine it with my railgun, I estimate its power will be even more impressive!"

Chen Yuan's eyes lit up.

If you encounter a Taoist priest from the Celestial Master's Mansion, this trick might easily break the golden light spell on their body.

"No way? Did I misjudge this pretty boy? Is this guy really a genius? Even more talented than me?"

Duanmu Ying was touching her chin, looking Chen Yuan over again.

This guy is indeed handsome, but those squinty eyes of his make him look like a bad guy.

"Sister Yingzi, this Brother Chen seems to be quite formidable."

Wang Zizhong tugged at Duanmu Ying's sleeve and muttered to himself.

He had seen many geniuses, but none could compare to this one.

"Boss Chen Yuan, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Bi Yuan. You can call me Xiao Bi from now on!"

Bi Yuan's face immediately lit up with a smile, his fawning demeanor making it hard to reconcile him with the kind and benevolent appearance of the elderly Bi Yuan.

He felt that the person in front of him was worth following.

With this kind of talent for refining Qi, he's definitely going to be a big shot in the future.

"Is this kid really that shameless? He's almost as shameless as me. Goodness, I don't remember Bi Yuan being like this."

Chen Yuan was a little confused.

However, Jie Kong also seemed quite at ease, which made it understandable.

"Ahem, young friend, I remember you seem to have some wealth, right? Repairing these calligraphy copybooks does cost some money. um..."

Master Niu also looked intently at Chen Yuan, but felt a little embarrassed to say that to a child.

Although he is a doctor and has a considerable fortune, he is now short of funds.

“Master Niu is right. I was wrong. I have ten silver dollars here as an apology. By the way, Master Niu, could you give me a medical book that explains the various structures of the human body’s meridians? I would like to take it back and read it.”

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, then took out a brocade pouch embroidered with cloud and crane patterns from his pocket, and generously pulled out ten silver dollars from it.

He definitely has enough money.

After all, his deadbeat father, although he liked to spank him, always had plenty of money.

"Thank you, young friend. Here, take this book and read it. Also, now you all know what it means to be out of your depth, right? This young friend learned it in no time, but the three of you will probably need ten days or half a month to learn it."

Master Niu quickly put the ten silver dollars into his pocket and smiled.

He then placed a medical book in Chen Yuan's hand, and then began to seriously educate Duanmu Ying and the other two.

These three little guys are all exceptionally talented. Except for Wang Zizhong, who is relatively composed, the other two are unruly and arrogant. Today, they finally suffered a setback.

Now I understand what it means to have a world beyond the heavens and a person beyond the person.

This is a good thing.

"Hmph, Master Niu, how long did it take you to learn Ghost Needle? I heard my father say that it took him and his classmates fifteen days to learn Ghost Needle."

Duanmu Ying stood with her hands on her hips, looking like a little adult.

"...Why did Duanmu expose my past? And he even sent this girl here. How am I supposed to teach her?"

Master Niu was at a loss.

These kids are hard to manage.

“Master Niu, I have to go to school now, so I won’t bother you any longer. Yingzi, Xiao Bi, Zizhong, we’ll see you again sometime.”

Chen Yuan clasped his hands in a fist salute and said.

Anyway, he has already finished learning Ghost Needle, and he came here mainly for the theoretical books on human meridians and acupoints, which will be of great help to his research on "Reverse Life Triple" and "Reversal of Eight Directions".

"Brother Chen Yuan, take care. You must come to Jishengtang again when you have time!"

Bi Yuan chuckled.

He was determined to latch onto this powerful figure.

Chapter 51 The Mask of Godhood (Second Update)

After leaving Jishetang, Chen Yuan naturally planned to return to the school first. The Quanxing gathering was in three days, and while there was still time, he planned to increase the amount of True Qi.

To avoid running into trouble and being unable to protect yourself.

"The Quanxing gang is a bunch of lawless people, so if you want to learn something from them, it shouldn't be too difficult if it suits your taste, but if it doesn't, you can easily run into danger. They might even kill me."

Chen Yuan stroked his chin.

His idea should be correct. After all, according to Wugensheng's classification of people into four categories, Quanxing is a group of madmen who are skilled but lack morality. Madmen can learn from them as long as they cater to their interests, but if they are angered, it is quite dangerous and they may be in danger of losing their lives.

Upon arriving at the school, Chen Yuan quickly climbed through the window and entered.

Mr. Xu is teaching "Mandarin," and it seems he is talking about "Yangming's Philosophy of Mind":

"The mind in its original state is neither good nor evil; the movement of the mind gives rise to good or evil intentions. Knowing good and evil is innate knowledge; doing good and eliminating evil is the investigation of things. Do you know what this means?"

"I don't know!"

The children below naturally chimed in with their opinions.

After all, they really didn't know.

"Brother Yuan, you're even later today than yesterday. Where have you been hanging out this time? Hehe, yesterday my dad and I went to that opera troupe again. Guess what we saw?"

The fat man was munching on a golden ghee cake coated in fine sugar powder, speaking mysteriously as he spoke.

However, the fat man ate with his mouth full of food, and crumbs of oil and pastry fell all over the ground, attracting many small black ants to carry them away.

"Fatty, what did you see? Did you see a pretty girl?"

While making jokes, Chen Yuan lifted his buttocks off the chair and began practicing his breathing exercises in a standing meditation posture.

The moment he entered the "reverse life" state, he vaguely sensed some subtle energy in the world flowing through his skin into his meridians and merging with the true qi in his lower dantian.

It must be said that the cultivation method of "Reverse Rebirth Triple" is extremely ingenious.

Although there aren't many fancy tricks in a fight, and you rely entirely on your physical body transformed from Qi to clash head-on with others, the feeling during cultivation is completely different.

"Brother Yuan, what are you saying? I wouldn't be interested in any young girls. I just ran into a strange little bald guy. His eyes were so small, hehe, like black beans."

However, that little bald guy was quite something. I saw a monkey-like mask appear on his face, and then he blew a breath, which produced many monkey clones!

But when I rubbed my eyes, the monkeys were gone again, and then an old man dragged the little bald guy away and spanked him! It was so strange, I wondered if it was some kind of magic trick!

The fat man muttered to himself as he finished off the rest of the ghee cakes.

"Little bald head, monkey mask, monkey clone? Could it be a god mask?"

A strange look flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes.

Moreover, the description of this bald man is somewhat similar to that of Xia Liuqing, since Xia Liuqing during the Republic of China era was known for his beady eyes and bald head.

He's still Mei Jinfeng's little tagalong.

However, the ability of this divine mask is quite unique in the world of supernatural beings.

By collecting the power of faith from all beings and using the means of performing as gods, the power of faith is materialized, and then the spiritual power of the group is gathered through theatrical performances or role-playing.

Although this power is invisible, the combined effect of collective beliefs can generate tremendous force.

The uses are endless.

"Is there a friend here named Chen Yuan?"

At that moment, a young man who looked like a postman walked into the school, holding a letter in his hand and looking around.

"Chen Yuan, I have a letter for you!"

Seeing this, Mr. Xu gave a slight nod to Chen Yuan, who was not far away.