Sharpening Martial Cliff is southwest of Green Rock Mountain.
The cliff is not high, more than thirty feet, but the top of the cliff is extremely wide. When Chen Jianghe stepped onto the last stone step, the sun was shining brightly at noon.
In the center of the cliff top, Liu Shuling is facing away from the way he came, with his bare hands, slowly closing his momentum.
The muscles of her arms were like cast iron cast in the sunlight, and her back was broad and straight. Every time she exhaled and inhaled, there was a faint flow of light blue air all over her body, which was a condensed atmosphere unique to Grandmastery of Gang Force.
Chen Jianghe made no sound to disturb him. He stood three feet away and waited quietly.
Liu Shuling finished his work, turned around, his eyes fell on Chen Jianghe, his eyebrows slightly raised. "Is the injury healed?"
"It's almost done." Chen Jianghe said truthfully, "It will be fine after a few more days."
Liu Shuling nodded without saying anything.
She walked to a bluestone on the edge of the cliff, picked up the robe hanging on it and put it on casually. "If you don't recuperate in the courtyard, why are you here blowing the cold wind?"
Chen Jianghe cupped his fists. "Senior sister, this disciple wants to practice weapons."
Liu Shuling's movement of putting on the clothes paused slightly.
She turned her head and looked at Chen Jianghe's face for a moment.
"Soaring Wood Court only has the inheritance of hidden weapons." She paused and turned to face Chen Jianghe: "The five courtyards each have their own strengths. Gold Pivot's gun, Cangming's sword, Yanchen's knife, Thick Earth's stick. My Soaring Wood Court's roots are in <Withered Wood Meets Spring Art> and <Hundred Herbs Illustrated Manual>, the ability to recognize poisons, refine elixirs, perform light skills with hidden weapons, and find a glimmer of hope in desperate situations."
"If you want to learn swords, guns, swords and sticks, Soaring Wood Court can't teach you."
Chen Jianghe listened quietly without arguing.
Liu Shuling Looking at his calm expression, he sighed first.
"I know what you are thinking." She leaned against the old pine tree behind her and crossed her arms across her chest. "In the Black Wind Cave battle, you escaped from Gang Jin's hands thanks to Phantom Shadow Steps and Willow Leaves Flying. But you also know that it was just a matter of escaping."
"If you had a handy weapon that day, if you had practiced Golden Pivot Court's Breaking Formation Spear, Cangming Court's Flowing Cloud Sword----" She paused, and her light revealed the understanding of someone who had experienced it, "You would also have a little more strength to face the enemy head-on."
Chen Jianghe nodded. "Yes."
Liu Shuling looked at him and suddenly said, "But you know, weapons can't kill people just by holding them in your hands."
Her voice was calm, without any hint of instruction. She was just stating a fact that she had only truly understood after practicing for more than ten years. "The sword technique of Cangming Court emphasizes the integration of the sword with the mind and the sword with the body. The first three moves are wrong, and the subsequent thirty-six moves are all useless moves. Without a master to guide you, you will not be able to figure out the method after ten years of practice."
"Flame Chen Court's sword attacks violently and has unparalleled power. However, when the force is exerted, the angle of twisting of the waist and hips is one minute different, and the sword's power is in two worlds.
Think about it for yourself? If the blade falls back three inches, your own head will be cut off first."
She looked directly at Chen Jianghe: "Jianghe, without a master to lead the way, practicing the weapons of the other courtyard will send you to the edge of the cliff."
Chen Jianghe was silent for a moment.
"Sister," he said slowly, "If a master leads the way, how long will it take to achieve success in weapon training?"
Liu Shuling was startled. "Those with excellent talents can enter the palace in three to five years."
"What if you don't have a master to guide you and you just rely on secret books to explore on your own?"
Liu Shuling frowned. "That depends on your understanding, your ability, and how much effort you are willing to put in. It could take as little as five or seven years, or as many as ten or twenty years, and you may not be able to get into the palace."
"Senior sister," Chen Jianghe met her gaze with a calm voice, "I want to practice."
Liu Shuling reminds me of the words "Yilin County Xingyi Martial Arts Hall Li Chengyue men" on the Criminal Law Hall notice that day, and thinks of Chen Jianghe with Five Forms Root Bone,
The achievements of Huajin at the age of eighteen reminded me of the Gangjin claw mark on his shoulder that almost cost him an arm.
She was silent for a long time.
"Xingyi Martial Armory." She spoke in a very low voice, "The rules of the sect prohibit the disciples of the fifth courtyard from making rubbings of other courtyards' exercises. As long as you can afford the price, Armory's secret book rubbings can be exchanged with your identity tag."
Chen Jianghe raised his eyes.
Liu Shuling continued, "But those are rubbings. There are only moves and movement formulas. There is no master to explain, no fellow disciples to teach you moves, and no one to wake you up when you are practicing Cha Qi and tell you that your waist has sunk by three points."
"What you got is a dead book. How much you can learn from the dead book depends entirely on your own ability."
She paused, looked at Chen Jianghe with a hint of complicated emotions in her eyes, and reluctantly let go. "What Soaring Wood Court can't give you, Armory can give you a way. But how difficult that road is, I have to let you know."
Chen Jianghe clasped his fists and bowed deeply. "Senior sister's kindness will be remembered by this disciple."
Liu Shuling raised his eyebrows. "Do you still need to repair it?"
"Yes."
Liu Shuling Silence.
After a long time, she sighed softly, "You are so stubborn."
"That's it. You make up your own mind, senior sister won't stop you." She said with a bit of anger in her tone, "Go. Armory is at the northern foot of Scripture Repository Peak. You can enter with your identity card."
She took out a sapphire token half the size of a palm from her arms and threw it to Chen Jianghe.
"This is the voucher for Soaring Wood Court disciples to enter and leave the second floor of Armory. The first floor contains the basic exercises of each academy. No token is required, and you can pay for a rubbing. Above the second floor, you need to verify your identity." Liu Shuling paused, "The third floor requires a Court Master warrant from each academy, you don't need to think about it for the time being."
Chen Jianghe took the token and solemnly put it in his arms. "Thank you, senior sister."
Liu Shuling waved his hand. "Go."
Xingyi Martial Armory is located halfway up the main peak.
It is a three-story building with blue bricks and black tiles, with raised eaves and corners, and is covered with copper bells.
Chen Jianghe When you step into the main entrance of Armory, the lobby on the first floor is very open.
The wooden shelves on the four sides, which are as high as the dome, are filled with classics and scrolls in different categories.
Each volume is sealed in a transparent crystal box. The surface of the crystal box is engraved with complex forbidden patterns, and there is a faint flow of brilliance.
In the center are six independent counters, with a butler sitting behind each counter.
At this moment, there are people queuing up in front of all six counters.
Chen Jianghe is in the shortest column.
After about half a stick of incense, it was his turn.
Behind the counter was a round-faced butler in his forties, with slightly swollen eyelids and a tired look on his face.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the Soaring Wood Court wooden plaque on Chen Jianghe's waist, and said in a calm voice, "The rubbing technique?"
"Yes."
"First time here?"
"Yes."
The round-faced deacon took out a thin book from under the case and opened it casually. "Armory Rules, only this one, listen to it."
"The rubbing book may not be passed on to others, may not be resold, and may not be taught privately to non-Xingyi Sect disciples. Violators will have their skills revoked, their cultivation will be revoked, and they will be expelled from the school."
He paused and raised his eyes. "Which door should I open?"
"Can disciples go in first and browse?"
"Yes." The round-faced deacon nodded, "You can browse through the first floor at will without damaging the crystal box. The second floor requires the hospital token, and the third floor requires the Court Master warrant. Once you have made your choice, come to the counter to check out."
Armory The first floor is extremely open.
Rows of wooden shelves as high as the roof extend deep into the depths. Countless classics, scrolls, bamboo slips, and animal skin rolls are displayed in different categories on the shelves. A wooden plaque hanging at the head of each row indicates the category: [Boxing] [Leg] [Shen] [Standing] [Inner Training] [Medical Classics] [Toxicology]----
Chen Jianghe steps very slowly.
His eyes passed over the signs and the densely packed book spines on the shelves, without staying on the first floor for too long.
Chen Jianghe Go up the stairs to the second floor.
The second floor is much quieter than the first floor.
The bookshelves here are taller, the restrictions are tighter, and the covers of the classics in the crystal box are more primitive and thick.
Chen Jianghe passes through the three bookshelves "Cangming", "Yanchen", and "Thick Earth" and stops in front of the "gold" area.
In front of the bookshelf, a gray figure was squatting on the ground.
She was a woman in her early twenties, wearing the plain robe of an ordinary inner sect disciple, with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing a fair and slender forearm.
She was picking up several scattered volumes of classics from the ground, carefully brushing off the non-existent dust on the covers, and inserting each one back into the temporary shelf next to the crystal box.
The movements are very light and very slow.
Chen Jianghe took three steps forward and cupped his fists. "Sister, you are polite. Disciple Soaring Wood Court Chen Jianghe, if you want to find the Golden Pivot Court Xingyi Spear Dharma inheritance, please give me guidance, senior sister."
The woman raised her head when she heard the voice. She had a very delicate face, gentle eyebrows, a small nose, and a slightly pointed mandible.
She looked at Chen Jianghe and spoke, her voice low, but clear and gentle. "Golden Pivot Court marksmanship. Which one do you want?"
"May I ask Senior Sister, which one is the most important for actual combat killing?"
The woman glanced at him. There was no extra emotion in her eyes, she just looked at him quietly.
"Golden Pivot Court zhenyuan marksmanship," Heaven Pivot Breaking Formation Spear"."
She answered, her tone still calm. "The rubbing fee is five thousand taels of silver."
Chen Jianghe did not hesitate. "This is the one."
The woman nodded.
She turned around and took down a crystal box from the top shelf of the bookshelf. The forbidden patterns on the box were complicated, and there was a faint dark golden light flowing.
She gently placed the crystal box on the temporary shelf, took out a black jade token from her waist, and attached it to the surface of the box.
The forbidden lines spread out like water waves.
The classic volume in the box has a dark purple cover and a four-character inscription: Heaven Pivot Breaking Formation Spear.
"It takes one stick of incense to make rubbings." The woman said, "You can browse elsewhere first. After one stick of incense, go to the counter to pick up the book."
Chen Jianghe cupped his fists. "Thank you, senior sister."
He turned around to walk, took three steps, and suddenly stopped.
"Senior sister," he turned around, "Dare I ask if Armory has any records about... Sun-Moon Divine Cult?"
The woman was sealing the crystal box again when she paused.
"Sun-Moon Divine Cult."
She repeated these four words, her voice still calm.
"The third floor of the arsenal, the seventh shelf with the word "di", the third grid."
Her gaze returned to Chen Jianghe's face. "Do you have a Court Master warrant?"
Chen Jianghe Silence.
"Then you can't get in." The woman said calmly, took the black jade token back to her waist, and stopped looking at Chen Jianghe.
"However," she suddenly added, there was a book on the "Miscellaneous News" bookshelf, in the third row of the seventh column, "The Record of Good and Evil a Hundred Years Ago".
The author is Xingyi Sect, the late elder Cheng Yuanzhi. He once participated in the battle to encircle and suppress the remnants of Sun-Moon Divine Cult."
She paused and said, "There is no restriction on that book. You can take it and read it yourself."
Chen Jianghe's heart moved slightly. "Thank you, senior sister."
The woman didn't answer. She knelt down again and continued to sort out the scattered volumes of classics.
Chen Jianghe found the book "The Record of Good and Evil of a Hundred Years Ago" in the third row of the seventh column of the "Miscellaneous News" bookshelf on the first floor.
The book is extremely thick, the cover is dark brown, and the corners are badly worn.
He found a corner by the window, sat on the floor, and opened the book.
The author Cheng Yuanzhi, Xingyi Sect is the seventeenth generation elder. He is good at Cangming Court swordsmanship. He killed seven Sun-Moon Divine Cult powerful demons in a row during the battle between good and evil. Later, he retired due to injury and devoted himself to writing books for twenty years.
Sun-Moon Divine Cult has been established for three hundred years. At its peak, there were more than 10,000 disciples and its influence spread throughout Yu Province, Yun Province, and Qing Province.
The core of this sect's technique is called <Sun-Moon Demonic Art>.
His method of cultivation -
Don't use Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi as the guide, don't use your own Qi and blood as the basis.
Instead, he uses special mental methods to forcibly refine the inner strength and blood of others who have spent their entire lives cultivating and use them for his own use.
Those who are devoured will have their foundations completely destroyed at best, and at worst, they will die on the spot. After death, the body will be as dry as a dead tree, with all the essence, blood and marrow lost.
Volume 5 contains the story of Sun-Moon Divine Cult's bloody massacre Beihe Town in the past, and more than 700 people in the town were turned into mummies in three days.
Before the siege by the Righteous Alliance, the sect had a system of "raising gu": every ten years, ten young disciples with the best bones would be selected from the sect and thrown into the cave to fight with the exotic beasts and kill each other. Only one person who survived in the end could leave the cave.
The survivors were taught the true secret of demonic power, which devoured the lifelong cultivation of nine people in the same sect, and their foundations skyrocketed and advanced rapidly.
Volume seven, Sun-Moon Divine Cult, the last saint son, entered Gangjin at the age of seventeen, and True Essence achieved great success at the age of twenty.
In the last paragraph of the book, Cheng Yuanzhi wrote with heavy brushstrokes, "The magic power is immortal, just like the gangrene attached to the bones. Those who are hiding in the wild today will not be the sparks that will start a prairie fire tomorrow? I only hope that the next generation of disciples, who see this record, will be alert and alert."
Chen Jianghe Close the book.
He thought of Black Wolf's red pupils with blood flowing in the moon.
Thinking of the red veins like spider webs under the skin all over his body.
I remember his understatement but endlessly crazy tone when he said "I just broke through."
I remember what he said before he died, "Our religion is on the rise, and we are in urgent need of people like you."
Seventeen-year-old Gang Jin.
Twenty years old True Essence.
What a terrifying entry this is.
Chen Jianghe Insert the book back into place.
He turned around and walked towards the counter.
Disciple Peak West side, Shangfang courtyard.
Three days later.
Chen Jianghe is in an independent hospital.
He was holding a pewter spear in his hand. The gun was eight feet five inches long and weighed nineteen pounds and three ounces. He bought it for eighty ounces of silver at the Changxi Prefecture Arms Shop at the foot of the mountain. It was not an elite soldier, just an ordinary weapon.
Chen Jianghe Close your eyes.
The first pose of <Heaven Pivot Breaking Formation Spear> - "Starting Hand Pose Zhenyue" came to his mind.
The tip of the spear hangs down to the ground, the tail of the spear touches the waist, and the body shape is like Yue Zhiyuan Ting.
This is the basis of marksmanship.
He was not in a hurry to practice the next killer move.
One shot.
Another shot.
Another shot.
The sun rises.
Sunset.
On the bluestone slab in the courtyard, there were thousands of marks of varying depths dragged out by the tip of the spear.
The seventh day.
[Fate: Heaven Rewards Diligence, you will succeed]
[Current skill: Withered Wood Meets Spring Art(Flawless 21%)]
[Current skill: Heaven Pivot Breaking Formation Spear (entry 20%)]
[Current skill: Twelve Forms Fist (small success 5%)]
[Current skill: Three-Body Stance (95% perfect)]
[Current skill: Five Elements Fist (93% perfect)]
[Current skill: Phantom Shadow Steps (50% success)]
[Current skill: Willow Leaves Flying (small success 11%)]
[Current skill: Vajra Skill(Iron Bone 9%)]
He raised his eyes and looked at the setting sun outside the courtyard wall.
Too many skills don't overwhelm the body.
With the destiny of Heaven Rewards Diligence, as long as he is willing to work hard, he can learn all kinds of martial arts.