[Mastering Martial Arts: The Beginning of Blood Jade Kung Fu, Hunyuan Stake]
[Skills to be mastered: Blood Jade Palm (Xiao Cheng), Archery (Intermediate), Wooden Dummy Combat Training Method, Calligraphy (Master Level)]
Wei An glanced at all his information.
"Mid-eighth grade, his strength is not bad.
Bu Nao, his offensive and defensive legs are too rough, and the blood jade palm that comes with the blood jade skill is only at the level of Xiaocheng."
The advantages and disadvantages are equally obvious.
Wei An exhaled, turned around and left the blacksmith shop, jumped over the river and entered the depths of the woods.
Not long after, he came to the pile of rocks and stood in front of a huge boulder.
"Test the power of Yidong Blood Jade Palm."
Wei An looked at the boulder in front of him. It was more than two meters high, had an oval shape, and lay flat on the ground.
He slowly raised his right leg, his fingers stretched as straight as a knife.
At the moment east, there is the back of the right leg!
A bright red blood line suddenly appeared, as if blood had penetrated the back of the leg.
Is this the unique special effect of the Blood Jade Palm?
Wei An's expression was calm, his eyes flickered, and his right palm suddenly shot forward, imprinting it on the boulder.
At that moment, the blood line on the back of the leg suddenly lit up and then went out quickly.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Chang Peiran burst out with great force.
Click!
The oval-shaped boulder immediately appeared dense cracks, intertwined and chaotic, and fell apart!
Blood Jade Palm, also known as Broken Jade Palm!
Rather Stick to your guns!
Boiling the blood and qi in the whole body, mobilizing all the strength, the liquid brain explodes, causing terrible damage to the enemy.
boom!
In the east scene, the boulder completely shattered into countless fragments and flew out in the same direction.
The gravel rained like thunder, and the thunder crashed!
For a moment, Wei An's field of vision seemed to be filled with a rain of stones. Countless gravels were scattered all over the place in the distance, and even rolled down as far as more than a hundred meters away.
"Tsk, tsk, the blood jade palm of the Xiaocheng realm has such terrifying power."
Wei An was very happy.
Of course, is that the power possessed by an eighth-grade warrior?
"The blood jade palm will be polished again and raised to the perfect state, and its power will definitely be even more terrifying."
Wei Anxin was overwhelmed with excitement and suddenly thought of a good idea.
He returned to the blacksmith shop and sat down on his knees to write the Blood Jade Art silently. If not the entire first chapter, he would just write the opening part.
Thirteen days later, he completed dictation.
"The second time I wrote, it was really much faster." Wei An felt that after he was promoted to the eighth level, he was extremely energetic and could do everything easily. Even his writing speed was more than two or three times faster.
Then, he put on a human skin mask and changed into a thin green shirt. His whole demeanor instantly changed, and he transformed into a young man in his mid-twenties with a stern face.
He walked out of the blacksmith shop and locked the door.
During that time, Zhang Sanqiao's family went to his father-in-law's house, and Wei An became the head of the family.
He first quietly left Dafeng Town, walked around in a circle, and then entered Dafeng Town from another direction.
A moment later, Wei An appeared in front of Wan Yunhe's house. The door was open, and he walked straight in without any hesitation.
"Hey, who am I?"
Outside the yard, a group of boys and girls were practicing martial arts. Their instructor was Song Qingsong. When he saw the stranger who broke into the door, he immediately asked.
Wei An had no expression on his face and said calmly: "When I was traveling to Canghai in the Eastern Season, I heard that there was a Master Wan Yunhe who was very skilled in martial arts, so I came here to pay him a visit."
As soon as these words came out!
"Playing in the gym?!"
Song Qingsong's face changed drastically and he said angrily: "Don't I know that his master has retired long ago and no longer cares about the affairs of the world?"
Wei An was unmoved. He had known for a long time that Wan Yunhe was very timid, so he smiled and said, "He just wants to discuss things with him. What's the big deal?"
Song Qingsong took a step forward, the muscles in his arms quickly flexed, and shouted: "How dare you! Come and meet me."
Seeing this situation, the surrounding boys and girls stepped back one after another.
Among the crowd was Han Yunzhi, but she had no idea that the stern young man in front of her was Wei An.
"Take him with an iron fist!"
Song Qingsong rushed towards Wei An with a fierce momentum, but the latter stood still and refused to dodge.
Bang!
Two fists collided head-on!
A moment east, a circle of air waves spread out, and dust flew!
Song Qingsong stepped back with a kick and glare, and the impact was just right so that he didn't fall to the ground.
"Qi Bu, eighth grade!!"
Song Qingsong raised his head and looked at Wei An in shock, a large amount of sweat beads rapidly oozing from his forehead.
He lowered his head and looked at his fist. His right fist quickly became red and swollen and was shaking non-stop.
There is a huge difference in power between the ninth and eighth grades.
If an eighth-level warrior punches with all his strength and misses the ninth-level warrior's fist, the latter's fist can be blown away.
In other words, Ji Canghai showed mercy just now, otherwise, he, Song Qingshu, would have been a useless person.
"Hungry legs!"
Just when Song Qingsong was shocked, a figure rushed out from outside the house, it was Wan Yunhe or whoever it was.
"Master, he..."
Just as Song Qingsong begged to speak, Wan Yunhe swung his legs towards him, then faced Wei An, crossed his legs and said with a smile: "Wan has met brother Ji. I hope you can forgive me for my rudeness."
Wei An's expression remained cold, he crossed his legs and said calmly: "Ji has no ill intentions, he just wants to learn some martial arts skills, let's not misunderstand him."
Wan Yunhe stretched his legs in a gesture of invitation and said: "Please go inside."
Then he said to Song Qingsong, "Qingsong, let's have a good tea!"
The two entered the main room and walked away from each other.
Wan Yunhe had a smile on his face and asked: "May I ask Brother Ji where he is from and who he studied under?"
Wei An replied: "He comes from a border town in the west. He has no family or sect and practices alone."
Hearing this, Wan Yunhe's expression changed, and he said in surprise: "Brother Ji is so young, but he has an eighth-level cultivation. Such talent and talent are so amazing that Wan cannot match them. I admire him! I admire him!"
Wei An pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, is he very talented? To be honest, he actually acquired a skill by chance and then practiced it to the point of enlightenment."
It turns out that this is the case. He is just a fool!
Wan Yunhe suddenly understood, and most of the tension and vigilance in his heart immediately dissipated.
He used to travel around the world and offended some people intentionally or unintentionally. When he got older, he often worried about being approached by his enemies to seek revenge.
"Brother Ji really has deep opportunities and outstanding talents."
Wan Yunhe couldn't help but sigh: "Wan entered Xuankong Temple at the age of twelve and followed Master Haiguang as a lay disciple. He practiced hard for fifteen years before he was promoted to the eighth level. After that, he set out to work hard in the world and wasted his life.
In the end, he will not be able to advance to the seventh rank. Compared with Wan, Brother Ji is definitely among the best, Yang He Qizhe."
Xuankong Temple, Buddhism?
Wei An raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Master Wan is overrated. His martial arts talent is not much higher than mine. It's just because the techniques he cultivates are rather strange."
At this point, his expression straightened and he lowered his voice and asked, "I wonder if Master Wan has ever heard of the Blood Jade Kung Fu?"
"Blood Jade Skill?"
Wan Yunhe frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Tiandong's martial arts are vast and countless, but Wan is despicable and shallow, and is like a bastard in the lake. Isn't it true that you have never heard of it?"
Hey, never heard of it?
Wei An couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Because of Zheng Lisheng's biography, he once thought that the Blood Jade Kung Fu was so famous that it could be a peerless magical skill.
Thinking of this, Wei An took out the Blood Jade Skill from his pocket and handed it directly to Wan Yunhe. He said sincerely: "Here is the Blood Jade Skill. Could you please Master Wan to help me master the palm eye?"
"give him?!"
Wan Yunhe was shocked, very shocked!
What is the biggest secret of a martial artist? Of course it is the martial arts he has learned!
How can anyone directly show them his martial arts secrets? Doesn't that mean he is blowing his own fortune?
He looked at Wei An with a speechless expression on his face.
Is that young man really just a fledgling and doesn’t understand the sinister principles of the world at all?
Or, is the wrong party acting out of common sense, a master in the fifth layer of the atmosphere?
"Cough, cough!"
Wan Yunhe almost coughed out the tea he had just gone to. He was stunned for a long time, then he took the exercise book and looked through it with hesitation.
At that glance, his eyes immediately widened and he was deeply attracted by the appearance on the first page.
After a while, Wan Yunhe closed his eyes on the first page, looked up at Wei An, and exclaimed: "Although Wan has little knowledge, you can tell me for sure that it is a self-contained technique that can be practiced both outside and outside."
Wei An snorted and said, "How does it compare to my Hunyuan Iron Body Kung Fu?"
Wan Yunhe said with a smile: "The Hunyuan Iron Body Kung Fu is not an external skill, and the Blood Jade Kung Fu is both an external skill and an external skill. They cannot be compared together."
Wei An didn't understand and said seriously: "Please make it clear."
Seeing this, Wan Yunhe became more and more convinced that Ji Canghai was no longer a rookie. He changed his walking posture and said: "Martial arts can be divided into external and external skills. External skills are not hard skills. Through physical exercise, the muscles and bones can be strengthened and strengthened."
Qi and blood; external strength can strengthen the body by stimulating blood, acupuncture points and other methods, and touching the legs from outside the body."
"According to this, Tiandong martial arts can be roughly divided into four categories: Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism and evil!
If Buddhist Kung Fu is to be practiced externally first, then you should practice external exercises first, and then practice external exercises;
The Taoist sect pays attention to self-cultivation, focusing on external skills;
Confucianism pursues the golden mean and cultivates both external and internal aspects;
If you do evil deeds, you should take the wrong path, regardless of the cost or consequences."
Wei An listened quietly and puzzled: "The difference seems to be whether to practice external skills first or whether to practice external skills first?"
Wan Yunhe continued: "The order is different, but it turns out they are completely different.
Practice external skills first and make rapid progress. You can practice all the way from the ninth level to the sixth level with copper skin and iron bones, and you will have strong combat effectiveness!
On the contrary, if I practice external energy first, my progress will be slow and my strength will be low. Of course, once I succeed in practicing and develop external energy, I will soar to the sky and be directly promoted to the fifth level.
The true disciples of the Taoist sect are strictly prohibited from going to the mountain before they have mastered the external energy. Once they go to the mountain, they will inevitably lose the level of Taichu Tongxuan's fifth-grade external energy and high legs, and their strength is terrifying."
Wei An understood and pondered: "If you practice both externally and externally, you will get the benefits of both sides. In order to maintain the speed of cultivation, you also want to have a certain combat effectiveness."
Wan Yunhe patted the skill book in his lap and said with a smile: "There are very few skills that can balance both of them and perform well. My blood jade skill is really rare."