The Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture I Just Learned-How Could I Endure Such Humiliation?

"Imperial Advisor, it's been a long time! You're even more radiant than before!"

Ji Boying took the initiative to speak, and had to admit that Jiumozhi's appearance was indeed too deceptive.

Who would have thought that such a seemingly virtuous and extraordinary person, with such a dignified and solemn appearance, would do all sorts of despicable things for the sake of martial arts?

However, Jiumozhi was indeed a highly accomplished Buddhist practitioner.

It's a pity that he's taken the wrong path in his cultivation. He's obsessed with divine skills and can't let go of this obsession, which is why he doesn't seem like a virtuous person now.

If one day he suddenly realizes the truth, he will truly be a great monk.

Jiumozhi sat Mount Tai on his tall horse, followed by a dozen warriors. Suddenly, upon hearing that familiar voice, even the hand that was Kapala with the jade-like beads in his hand couldn't help but stop.

Turning his head towards the three-way intersection, he saw a tall, handsome figure smiling at him, which made Jiumozhi tremble even more.

Jiumozhi still remembered the time when he unleashed dozens of Flame Blade but could not subdue the man at all, and also remembered the time when the man instantly mastered the Flame Blade technique that he had been cultivating for several years.

Of all the masters he had encountered in the Central Plains, none had ever put him under such pressure as this person, leaving him completely helpless and feeling so powerless.

Why would he be here? Is he here to make things difficult for me?

Could it be that he deliberately leaked the information to me so that I would steal the secret manual and then intercept me on the way?

That shouldn't be the case. He shouldn't have waited until I had mastered the skills before coming to find me, and instead, he's blocking the way for Western Xia.

Jiumozhi secretly touched the thin booklet on his chest, both wary and uneasy, but he forced himself to remain calm and replied loudly.

"Haha, it's been a while since I last saw you, and you've become even more radiant than I ever knew you. I hardly recognize you!"

Once those words were spoken, Jiumozhi truly stopped trembling.

Especially feeling the surging power throughout my body, and feeling the outline of the old little book I was hiding against my chest.

He had already mastered unparalleled martial arts and his power had greatly increased.

I reckon there are very few people in the world who can fight me to a draw. Even if the guy in front of me is exceptionally talented and has profound skills, I have greatly improved my skills now, so I can at least hold my own and not be too afraid of him.

The fear I felt just now was truly embarrassing.

Fortunately, no one else knew, and since she was used to pretending, she didn't show any inappropriate expression on her face.

He was intimidated before he even made a move. How could his newly learned Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture be subjected to such humiliation?

Ji Boying could feel the overflowing power emanating from Jiumozhi.

Although Jiumozhi often suffers setbacks, he is indeed a genius, and it seems that he has already mastered the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture.

According to Ji Boying's memory, the more one tries to master the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture, the less one can. Shaolin Temple now has a martial arts prodigy whose skill level back then was probably more than one level higher than that of the current Shaolin. However, because he was too obsessed with practicing martial arts and had too deep an obsession with the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture, his skill level was completely wasted.

"It seems the Imperial Advisor has succeeded. However, I've heard that Shaolin martial arts require a profound Buddhist compassion to dissolve the malevolent energy within them in order to master them without harming oneself. The Shaolin Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture also becomes increasingly difficult to improve with deeper obsession, and excessive obsession can easily lead to qi deviation. We must be careful."

Ji Boying kindly reminded him.

Ji Boying had always heard that the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture was powerful, but to this day, he had never seen a high-ranking monk who had mastered the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture.

The only one I know of who has achieved mastery of martial arts is Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin Temple.

Master Fang Zheng's skills were indeed profound, but he was no match for Dongfang Bubai.

Perhaps the people of that era had a problem, and the power of profound martial arts was slightly reduced when they practiced them. Or perhaps the kung fu had become erroneous by the time it was passed down, and the true meaning was misrepresented.

In short, Master Fang Zheng's Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture was not worth Ji Boying's scheming.

Although I could practice it myself, I believed that the martial arts techniques available today were not on the same path as the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture, so I didn't bother with it anymore.

Unless the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture Classic) can actually produce some surprising and delightful effects.

I'll use the Imperial Advisor Jiumozhi to test it out and see if it's worth the effort to practice.

"Thank you for the reminder, benefactor. However, I do think this skill is indeed a divine and unique skill. After practicing it, I feel refreshed and have not yet found that it can harm me."

Jiumozhi spoke, his eyes gleamed, and he began to fiddle with the bone beads in his hand again.

The way he looked at Ji Boying was somewhat eager to try.

Faced with Jiumozhi's slightly provocative gaze, Ji Boying simply smiled and showed Jiumozhi full respect.

"Imperial Advisor, how about we have another spar? Let me broaden my horizons as well."

This was exactly what Jiumozhi wanted.

"Good..."

Rub!!

Ji Boying had already drawn his iron sword.

The purple Sword Light, over three zhang long, looked incredibly exaggerated.

Simply by lying horizontally in mid-air, one cannot doubt its sharpness.

Just looking at the purple aura of that Sword Light sent chills down one's spine and made one break out in a cold sweat.

Before Jiumozhi could utter a single word, he was already terrified by the dangerous aura emanating from the Sword Light.

Jiumozhi quickly controlled his twitching face, pretending to be nonchalant, only awkwardly twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Okay... We've finally met, and we haven't even had a chance to catch up yet. Why start fighting right away? That's not good."

Jiumozhi smiled awkwardly and shook his head like a rattle drum.

These were all his instinctive reactions, but his mind was already stuck in a daze, constantly asking himself, "How is this possible? How is this possible?"

How could there be such an exaggerated Sword Light? I've never even heard of it, let alone seen it.

With such Sword Light that could cut through iron like mud, no one could get close to it within several meters.

Before you can even touch it, it will have been cleanly and neatly sliced into pieces.

"Benefactor, your skill is profound, far beyond what this humble monk can match."

Jiumozhi readily admitted defeat.

The Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture in his arms suddenly lost its appeal, and his eyes, filled with greed, stared intently at the purple Sword Light.

"Um... I am not a greedy person, but your martial arts skills are simply too miraculous, it is no exaggeration to say that you are a celestial being descended to earth. Such divine skills are hard for a mortal like me to resist. I wonder if you could tell me how you practiced this skill, so that I can broaden my horizons."

Ji Boying has always been a generous person.

He laughed and said, "It's not difficult to master my skills. The Imperial Advisor only needs to transform your internal energy into nourishment and train it in my internal energy. Then find a sword technique and practice for a year or two, and I guarantee you'll be able to unleash the Sword Light."

If Jiumozhi were to use his profound internal energy as nourishment to cultivate the Azure Capital Purple Star Divine Skill, and then practice his swordsmanship for another year or two, the Sword Light he unleashed would be slightly superior to Zhuo Bufan's. After all, Jiumozhi's internal energy far surpasses Zhuo Bufan's, Jiumozhi talent is also far superior to Zhuo Bufan's.

"After that, it will probably be a matter of honing one's skills and becoming extremely passionate about the sword. With the Imperial Advisor's talent, I think that if I practice for twenty or thirty years, I will definitely be able to unleash Sword Light that is three to ten feet long."

If one could unleash such Sword Light, Jiumozhi's skill at that time must have far surpassed the power of the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

After all, Jiumozhi's internal strength was already among the best in the world. Now, he had also practiced the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture. Although further practice would be harmful, at the very beginning, it still multiplied the power of his internal strength several times over. The Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture had the effect of turning the rotten into the miraculous.

Ji Boying's current Innate Azure Capital Purple Star Divine Skill has already surpassed the Six Meridian Divine Sword in terms of realm.

Furthermore, given that Jiumozhi's talent and aptitude are among the best in the world, it would be no problem for him to surpass the Six Meridian Divine Sword if he were to delve into this sword technique.

Jiumozhi, however, Ji Boying's words as a joke and remained skeptical.

How many twenty-year periods does one have in a lifetime to waste? I've already lived more than half of my life.

Furthermore, Ji Boying looks quite young; could he have spent over twenty years practicing this skill? Obviously not.

However, if one's kung fu skills are mastered, one can remain young forever. Jiumozhi had heard of the names of several masters from the Xiaoyao School.

Li Qiushui is a direct example, even though Li Qiushui was disfigured.

Could it be that this person in front of me is just pretending to be young, and is actually an old monster who has been living in seclusion for many years?

Jiumozhi decided to test him.

"You only say you've been practicing swordsmanship for twenty years, is that all you're going to do? Don't you know how to practice to what level, or how to know your own current level?"

"In the past, a swordsman named Dugu Qiubai said that there are four realms of swordsmanship."

"I would like to hear the details."

Jiumozhi dismounted and bowed respectfully.

But I still have doubts in my heart: how could someone have this name? Could it be an alias?

"The first level of swordsmanship is the Sharp Sword, fierce and direct. The second level is the Soft Sword realm."

Jiumozhi was indeed very talented.

He casually replied, "The Soft Sword is flexible, making it difficult to control the direction and force. To wield Soft Sword well, one must have a very deep foundation in swordsmanship. When used well, the Soft Sword's flexible blade allows the force to reach in all directions, making the moves unpredictable. Impressive, impressive."

Ji Boying continued to talk about Dugu Qiubai 'Dugu Qiubai theories. Ji Boying did not follow this path, he had already reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship with Sharp Sword and did not go through the Soft Sword stage. Moreover, because of his profound internal strength, he had already mastered the balance of hardness and softness in other martial arts techniques, making heavy movements seem light and light movements seem heavy. Therefore, he did not need to go through the Heavy Sword stage.

"The third level of swordsmanship is the Heavy Sword. The Heavy Sword has no edge, yet its great skill is effortless. It makes heavy things seem light and light things seem heavy."

Jiumozhi then praised him again.

"Wonderful, wonderful! The swordplay of the Sharp Sword Soft Sword is about the ever-changing and unparalleled techniques, Heavy Sword is without edge, its great skill seemingly effortless. It's about returning to simplicity, with each move possessing Mo Da power, appearing plain yet containing a subtle and masterful dexterity. May I ask about the fourth level of swordsmanship?"

"The fourth level of swordsmanship is the Wooden Sword."

"Wooden Sword?"

"Indeed, Wooden Sword. At this level of swordsmanship, one can no longer regard grass, trees, bamboo, or stones as swords; No Sword is Better Than Having a Sword."

Upon hearing this, Jiumozhi both nodded and shook his head.

"Wonderful, No Sword is Better Than Having a Sword, no moves are better than moves. This level is indeed difficult for ordinary people to reach. But how can grass, trees, bamboo and rocks be swords? If I practice an extremely powerful external martial art, with no weak points in my body, how can a piece of rotten wood break through my body?"

Ji Boying smiled.

The first three realms are easy to understand, but the last one is indeed difficult to understand. Everyone has their own opinion, and Ji Boying certainly has his own opinion as well. Although he doesn't know if it was Dugu Qiubai's original intention, he has already walked this path successfully.

He brandished the iron sword in his hand, and the Sword Light shot out.

"To unleash Sword Light from rotten wood, to injure people with Sword Qi —isn't that the No Sword is Better Than Having a Sword? What kind of martial arts technique in the world can withstand my sword strike?"

Jiumozhi was speechless.

Ji Boying's Sword Light was truly terrifying.

With Sword Light several meters long that could cut through iron like mud, if it were to be used to attack a city on the battlefield, there would be no need for siege engines. He could simply swipe a few times and slice the city wall down like tofu.

"When swordsmanship is practiced to a high level, the Sword Qi can injure people. It is similar to the Six Meridian Divine Sword, both of which require profound internal strength. All the great paths lead to the same goal. Whether it is internal or external martial arts, in the end, it is all about cultivating it into oneself."

Jiumozhi was also full of witty remarks, truly befitting an enlightened monk.

"It's hard to say about wandering the martial world. If you seek the Great Dao, immortality, or the pinnacle of power, you must naturally cultivate your inner energy."

Although Ji Boying did not reveal any artificial secrets of cultivation, this discussion of the ultimate principles of martial arts still made Jiumozhi feel clear-headed.

"I humbly accept your instruction."

At that moment, Jiumozhi was extremely polite, and all his distracting thoughts had been put to the back of his mind.

If he can truly achieve enlightenment at this moment, he will have attained perfect merit.

"Why has the Imperial Advisor brought so many people to Lingzhou?"

As far as Ji Boying knew, the relationship between the Western Xia and the Tubo was not so friendly.

Jiumozhi did not hide anything.

"Helian Tieshu, the leader of the Western Xia Yipintang, was captured by the Beggar Gang's Sect. During the interrogation, a lot of Western Xia's military secrets were revealed, which were then used by martial arts figures in the Central Plains. Western Xia has suffered great losses during this period."

"I heard that a very important person in their palace has also passed away, and there is turmoil both inside and outside the palace."

"Some royalists took the opportunity to try to rule in person with the young emperor, so they asked Princess Li Qinglu of Western Xia to find a husband, either to gain a talented man to strengthen their power, or to form an alliance with another country through marriage to counter the maternal relatives."

"Therefore, the notice was posted to announce the search for a son-in-law to the world. I am the Tubo Imperial Advisor and have been ordered by the Emperor to escort my prince and lend him a hand."

Ji Boying listened with a smile and glanced at Jiumozhi.

"The young emperor of Western Xia wants to gain strong support. I think your Tubo Kingdom also wants to take advantage of the internal strife in Western Xia to interfere in Western Xia's politics and plot something sinister."

Jiumozhi showed no shame; he remained completely at ease.