Lin Ze listened to Xiao Jin's talk for a long time, and he understood all the theories, but he still had no idea how to do it specifically. After all, he didn't know how much material he could condense to condense the meridians?
Then he said directly: "Xiao Jin, don't talk to me about such theoretical knowledge. Just tell me how big and thick the meridians should be condensed."
Xiao Jin was silent for a while and replied: "I am telling the host that there are no parameters and correct guidance cannot be provided."
Lin Ze...you've been talking for a long time, but in the end you're just talking on paper?
Lin Ze couldn't help but said depressedly: "What should we do?"
Xiao Jin replied: "Please host speed up the collection of parameters."
Lin Ze looked confused: "Collect parameters? How to collect them? You have already scanned most of the classics, haven't you? How else do I need to collect them?"
Xiao Jin said seriously: "The purpose of the auxiliary device is to allow the host to collect real data of the living body, and through physical comparison, accurately infer the limit level of the host's meridians."
Lin Ze couldn't help but frowned after hearing this. Do you want him to conduct human experiments? Let's not mention that he is in the Tao Palace, how can he find a living fifth-grade person to test?
Once a fifth-grade warrior from the Dao Palace disappears, I am afraid that it will immediately attract the pursuit of the Dao Palace. How can I escape? If I am caught, no matter how much face I have, it will probably not be easy.
Taking a step back, it is hard to say whether Lin Ze can beat a fifth-level martial artist. Even if Lin Ze is invincible at the same level, it is no problem to compete with the fifth-level martial artist at the beginning of the level, but it is too difficult to capture him alive.
Alright.
Just when Lin Ze was full of tangles and racking his brains for ideas, Xiao Jincai continued: "As long as a fifth- or sixth-grade warrior circulates the Qi several times, the auxiliary device can collect the data, and then compare the host with other
The warrior's physique can give the host the final reference number."
Lin Ze was stunned and couldn't help complaining: "If there is anything else you want to say, can you explain it clearly at once? If you say half of it like this, it is easy for people to misunderstand. I thought I had to cut the person alive and take out the condensed
The study of meridians."
Xiaojin...
After Lin Ze breathed a sigh of relief, he thought about how to deal with it, and soon came up with it. A sinister smile appeared on his face and he said:
"Don't those group of Taoist palace elders want to give you some advice? Each and every one of them is a good living body for collecting data. I will trick them into running Qi in person, and you can take the opportunity to collect data."
"By the way, in addition to running the Qi, how do they need to cooperate to make it easier for you to collect data?"
Xiao Jin replied: "As long as they go all out to circulate their Qi without any reservation."
Lin Ze nodded lightly: "Just leave this matter to me."
In the afternoon, Lin Ze leisurely went to the library of the Taoist Palace.
The disciples and elders guarding the pavilion saw Lin Ze alone again, not reading a book, but just circling around the wooden shelf holding the classics, looking like a fool.
Soon there were rumors in the palace that the sages would intermittently act foolishly in front of the library.
An elder who had received Lin Ze's guidance couldn't stand it any longer, and said with "righteous words": "The sages are not stupid, they are just too obsessed with classics, and at best they are bookworms. You must not slander the sages."
Other elders who had their own thoughts agreed with this statement and warned their disciples not to call Lin Ze stupid, but to call Lin Ze a bookworm.
Lin Ze, who was wandering around the library, didn't even know that he had been nicknamed a bookworm for no reason, but with his character, if he knew it, he would pretend that he didn't know it, and he even wished that more people would pass it on.
If this word reaches the enemy's ears, Lin Ze would be most happy to ignore him.
…
In the early morning, Lin Ze had just finished his morning lessons when Xuan Ming came over and said, "Sir, according to the agreement, the Taoist palace elders will come over today to ask questions about martial arts. I wonder if the sages are ready?"
Lin Ze smiled brightly and said, "No problem, just make arrangements with Elder Xuanming."
Xuan Ming asked tentatively: "How many people do you plan to accept today?"
Lin Ze said righteously: "The journey of martial arts is fought day and night. If you have enough time, the more people you can ask for advice, the better."
Xuan Ming couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Does the sage feel that this will be too tiring?"
Lin Ze waved his hand and said: "I'm not that fragile, just let them come.
By the way, Elder Xuanming is here, and there is something ugly to say ahead of time. Since everyone is sincerely seeking enlightenment and clearing up doubts, you must cooperate with some of my requests. If you cannot accept it, then let him not come."
Well, what if you don't even want to let your Qi circulate for several cycles under my induction? I won't be able to collect the data, so why should I waste my time with you?
Xuan Ming wondered: "Why is this?"
Lin Ze said calmly: "Elder Xuanming thinks that the problem they raised must be his problem? No, the real problem that can be seen is his martial arts cultivation.
It’s even specific to what kind of exercises and secret techniques he practices, which are closely related to them.”
"If everyone just throws the problem out and covers it up, don't say I can't solve it. Even if the saint is alive, he may not be able to solve it."
Xuan Ming nodded repeatedly and said: "What the sages said is absolutely true. The knowledge of the sixth-level elders cannot be compared to that of the sages. I will go and explain it to them right now."
Lin Ze smiled calmly: "Then I'll trouble Elder Xuanming."
…
At this time, Xuan Song entered the courtyard where Lin Ze lived with great expectations. He saw that Lin Ze had already changed into a white robe, sitting cross-legged in front of the tea table, brewing tea with great care.
Xuan Ming sat obediently on the left hand side, helping to add water to make tea.
After Xuan Song entered the door, he immediately saluted Lin Ze and said, "I have met the sages and Elder Xuan Ming."
Lin Ze pointed to the cushion on his right and said, "You're welcome, sit down first."
Xuan Song sat down obediently, Lin Ze stretched out his right hand and put it on his arm and said: "Run the Qi with all your strength, let me take a good look."
Xuan Song was stunned, wondering why this was like seeing a doctor, then he said with a smile on his face: "Sir, I have other questions, which have nothing to do with the circulation of Qi."
Lin Ze didn't say anything, and just took his hand back silently.
I couldn't help complaining in my heart: Please, go and ask in future generations, that hospital doesn't let you check and confirm the diagnosis before prescribing medicine for you.
Otherwise, what should I do if I encounter some people who don’t have anything wrong and take medicine randomly?
Xuan Ming was better at observing words and expressions. He looked at Lin Ze a little worried and couldn't help scolding: "Just follow the sages' instructions. Are you still afraid that the sages will harm you? If you are worried, there is no need to ask the sages for advice. Anyway,
You don’t even trust him.”
Xuan Song quickly apologized and said: "Please forgive me, the sages. I will circulate my Qi right now and ask the sages to check."
After speaking, he took the initiative to put Lin Ze's hand on his arm, and the true energy in his body was like a rolling river, surging.
Lin Ze's wrist even hurt slightly from the shock, but he was a genuine sixth-grade warrior.
After Xiao Jin prompted that the data collection was completed, Lin Ze let go and asked, "I wonder if you have any questions you want to ask me?"
Xuan Song hurriedly said: "Reporting to the sages, this is the case. In recent years, Pindao has repeatedly failed to condense an acupuncture point on his waist. However, he does not know why. Please let the sages clarify his doubts."
Lin Ze received Xiao Jin's secret reminder and immediately replied: "Don't think about condensing the acupuncture points on your waist. When you condense the meridians at the fifth level, there are no thin veins here, which can't support them at all.
I can’t help you gather your acupuncture points here.”
Xuan Song's face was gloomy: "So, Pindao's martial arts path has come to an end?"
Lin Ze shook his head: "That's not the case. You used to have a lot of fine veins on your back. I think you can still gather a few acupoints there. Why not think about it in a different direction?"
Xuan Song suddenly understood and bowed to Lin Ze repeatedly: "Thank you, sage, for your advice."
After saying that, he took something out of his arms, put it on Lin Ze's table, and ran away quickly.
Lin Ze took a closer look and saw that it was actually a sixth-grade treasure. He couldn't help but look at Xuan Ming in confusion.
Xuan Ming couldn't help but cough lightly: "The poor Taoist saw that the sages lacked cultivation resources, so he hinted to them that it would be best to take a sixth-grade earth treasure as a reward."
Lin Ze smiled bitterly. I didn't expect you, Xuan Ming, to be this kind of person, but I like it, hehe.
…
The next one, also under Lin Ze's observation, circulated the Qi for several cycles and asked: "I dare to ask the sages, Pindao has been practicing martial arts recently, and he feels a little depressed. It seems that something bad will happen. This
Why?"
Lin Ze sighed and said: "You have a weak constitution and cannot support this powerful cultivation. If you don't find a body training method to practice, you will definitely die suddenly within three months."
…
Continuing into the evening, apart from meal time, Lin Ze received a total of fifteen sixth-grade elders, which was a full harvest.