The Inexplicably Wonderful Technique

The Inexplicably Wonderful Technique

"After that, train hard and diligently. Use the Blood Qi you condense to open the eyes, ears, nose, and mouth apertures again. Once all four apertures are open and connected to the Heart Aperture, you'll display the momentum of a fish leaping over the Dragon Gate. After leaping over this Dragon Gate, all the Blood Qi in your body will transform from intangible to tangible, from illusion to reality. That will be the Second-Stage True Master realm, and your Blood Qi will also transform into True Qi."

"That's enough for now. Once you reach the appropriate realm, there'll be plenty of people in the Nine Provinces Group to explain the rest to you, so I won't waste my breath. Come, first take a look at this Vajra Foundation Fist I prepared for you. It has a total of eighteen forms. Read through every page first and commit it all to memory," Medicine Master said.

Upon hearing this, Shuhang reopened the image of the First Form of the Vajra Foundation Fist.

"View the image in full screen," Medicine Master reminded him.

Shuhang nodded, extended a finger, and tapped once to enlarge the image to full screen.

The First Form had three stances, complete with both illustrations and text. On the left were three human-shaped figures posing in fist stances, while the right side was filled with vertically arranged traditional characters.

He wasn't used to this style of writing, and reading it made him somewhat tired.

Moreover, the text was written in classical Chinese. He could understand every character when taken apart, but once they were put together, the content became obscure—neither colloquial nor easy to understand.

What he had to do now was force himself to memorize every sentence and every character of this profound content, without missing a single one.

In ancient classical Chinese, sometimes missing just one character could completely change the meaning. If he failed to memorize a character and ended up practicing until he suffered cultivation deviation, that would be terribly unjust.

At that moment, the Soul-Sealing Ice Pearl around Song Shuhang's neck came into play once again. A cool aura flowed out, clearing his mind. Relying on this cheat, he committed the entire text to memory through sheer rote memorization.

Behind him, the corners of Medicine Master's lips curved slightly upward, and he seemed to nod in satisfaction.

After memorizing the contents of the first page, Song Shuhang still wasn't at ease. He carefully compared the contents in his mind with those on the image of the First Form once more.

However, for some reason, during the comparison, he felt his vision growing somewhat blurry.

Gradually, the world before his eyes became like a mosaic, made up entirely of tiny grains.

"What's going on? Am I seeing things?" Shuhang shook his head violently, trying to clear it.

When he shook his head, he suddenly felt his vision brighten.

Then... he saw a vast, empty grassland.

What was going on?

Song Shuhang was startled. Were his eyes malfunctioning? Had he actually begun hallucinating?

As he was pondering this, a figure leaped into the air on the empty grassland.

It was a bare-chested man with a blurry face. The muscles on his body were sharply defined and brimming with explosive power—the kind of physique most shut-in men yearned to possess.

Shuhang immediately became vigilant, prepared for anything untoward.

Yet the man paid no attention to Song Shuhang at all. As though no one else were present, he began practicing a fist technique on the grassland.

That fist technique consisted of three stances.

The man repeatedly cycled through them, moving and shifting across the grassland in coordination with his footwork.

It was merely a single form with three stances, but when performed by that blurry-faced man, it transformed in countless ways. Every gesture seemed to use his fists to reenact the grand principles of Heaven and Earth.

"Vajra Foundation Fist—First Form." Song Shuhang recognized the fist technique.

Wait a moment. Why was he on a grassland? And where had this blurry-faced man before him come from?

What was going on?

Calm down. Calm down first!

Was this a spell cast by Senior Medicine Master to secretly guide him in the fist technique?

Or did the fist-technique illustration of the Vajra Foundation Fist itself possess some mysterious property?

Or had he accidentally triggered something through some stroke of fate?

Regardless, this was an opportunity.

The blurry-faced man was unquestionably a grandmaster of fist techniques. Even though Song Shuhang knew nothing about fist techniques, he could still feel how formidable the man's skills were.

Now, his opponent was personally demonstrating the Vajra Foundation Fist—First Form before him, over and over, without a single blind spot.

An opportunity like this would not come again if he missed it!

Song Shuhang widened his eyes and firmly memorized every movement of the blurry-faced man's fist technique.

At times, the man shifted and wheeled about, his fists tracing curves and seeking straightness within the curves, offense containing defense and defense containing offense;

At other times, he came straight at his opponent, his fists like cannons, his strength immense and his momentum heavy, carrying the force of a last-ditch battle with the cauldrons smashed behind him.

Again and again, repeating and repeating; from every angle, with every variation!

Time flew.

By the end, Song Shuhang could no longer remember how many times the blurry figure had performed the fist technique.

Under this almost fatigue-inducing bombardment of demonstrations, Shuhang had gained an extremely deep impression of the three stances in the 'First Form.' Now, as long as he left this strange place and practiced for a few days, he should be able to gain an initial grasp of the three stances in this form.

As soon as this thought arose, Song Shuhang felt his vision blur once again.

Then his eyes recovered their clarity.

What appeared before him was the familiar computer screen, along with Senior Medicine Master, who was smiling smugly beside it.

He glanced at the time in the lower-right corner of the computer... less than a minute had actually passed!

Song Shuhang turned his head to look behind him and saw Medicine Master's smug smile.

It seemed that everything had been within this senior's control. Thus, Shuhang asked, "Senior Medicine Master, what was that just now?"

"It was a very simple hypnotic technique. Only a cultivator like you, who hasn't even entered the threshold yet, would fall for such a low-level illusion technique," Medicine Master said with a hearty laugh.

"Was it you who cast it, Senior?" Song Shuhang asked.

"No. My main focus is alchemy, and I haven't done much research into hypnotic spells." Medicine Master waved a finger, then explained, "It was an ability inherent to the Vajra Foundation Fist scroll you were viewing."

"Inherent to the Vajra Foundation Fist? But it was read from a USB drive and opened on my computer. It could still carry a hypnotic spell?" Song Shuhang felt a little horrified.

If cultivators' hypnotic techniques were all this awesome, conquering the world would be a piece of cake!

"It's not as incredible as you imagine. It's merely a minor trick used by ancient cultivators. In the Vajra Foundation Fist image you saw, the three figures in the upper-left corner and the text on the right had been arranged with meticulous care. Every character, every stroke, and every line had been precisely calculated. When arranged together, they formed the rudimentary shape of a simple hypnotic technique. After that, you also needed to open your mind, focus completely, and force yourself to memorize the contents. Then, after repeatedly comparing the image with what you had memorized, you would be hypnotized. That was when you saw the hypnotic illusion prepared in advance by the creator of the Vajra Foundation Fist," Medicine Master explained.

He called it a minor trick, but the smug smile at the corners of his lips was unmistakable.

"Impressive." Song Shuhang sighed.

Just now, he had experienced the demonstration of a grandmaster of fist techniques firsthand.

If he mastered this hypnotic method and used it to write a novel, wouldn't it let every reader experience the world of the novel as though they were actually there? If it were uploaded to a novel website, wouldn't it turn the whole world upside down?

Well, that was actually his second thought. His first thought had been: If this method were used to revise some forbidden eighteen-plus stories, wouldn't it let people experience them firsthand? Just imagining it felt wonderful. Compared to that, things like 3D Jade Paving Groups would be completely outclassed, wouldn't they?

He could only entertain this thought in his own mind. If he dared say it aloud, Senior Medicine Master beside him would definitely smack him flying with one palm.

"The remaining seventeen forms of the Vajra Foundation Fist, as well as the method for using the True Self Meditation Scripture, work in much the same way. I'll give you two hours. Watch through all of them once. I'm in a good mood today, so afterward, perform them once, and I'll point out whether you've made any mistakes." Medicine Master threw his head back and laughed heartily.