Chapter 48: Shinto Cultivation Method, 6-Character Feng Shui, Part
Chapter 48: Shinto Cultivation Method, Sixteen-Character Feng Shui, Part Two
"What are you doing for me?" Jiang Hua was stunned.
"Help me hold it. This jade eyeball is easy to break." Shirley Yang said casually.
After listening to this, Jiang Hua was a little surprised.
But he didn't say much and took it in his hand.
"Ding! Dragon Qi treasure detected, do you want to absorb it?"
"Absorb." Jiang Hua was delighted.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 1823 evolution points!"
Jiang Hua's evolution value suddenly reached 10338 points, which fully met the requirements for exchanging the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique.
What an unexpected surprise!
However, now is not the time to exchange it. Jiang Hua put the jade eyeball in the storage space, and then left the Jingjue Ancient City with Hu Bayi and others.
When they arrived at Mount Zaglama, Anliman was still waiting for everyone.
"Hey, why are there two people missing?"
Anliman was surprised.
Hu Bayi sighed and looked gloomy.
Anliman understood immediately, then knelt on the ground, chanting ancient scriptures, as if asking Hu Da to forgive him.
Jiang Hua and the others did not urge him, and Anliman immediately took his camel and hurriedly left the place cursed by Hu Da...
……
Beijing.
Inside the Jiang family yard.
Jiang Bainian concentrated his energy and mind, holding a brush and splashing ink on the white paper.
From time to time, he would pick up the teacup and take a sip.
"Hey, I can't calm down."
Jiang Bainian's mind was full of distracting thoughts, so he had to stop practicing calligraphy. He looked up at the sky and sighed.
"Calculating the time, that brat has been in the desert for almost a month, right?"
"You haven't come back yet?"
"Nothing will happen to him, right?"
Jiang Bainian was a little worried. No one knows a son better than his father. His son usually never went to the desert, and he had never even left the capital.
Now we have to go to the desert with the archaeological team to look for the ancient city of Jingjue?
Isn't this a joke?
If something really happened to this brat, how would he face his dead mother?
"It should be fine. I even gave him the Jiang family's heirloom, the teleportation jade pendant."
"Although this brat is usually a little unreliable, when faced with a crisis, he runs faster than anyone else."
Jiang Bainian said to himself, comforting himself in his heart.
Thinking of this, Jiang Bainian gritted his teeth and said, "I shouldn't have sent him to study this damn archaeology major. Anyway, my family is rich, so it doesn't matter if he studies literature."
"I haven't even graduated from college yet, but I'm already following an archaeological team on an adventure in the desert. I don't know where I'll go in the future!"
"This is the only child of our Jiang family, and nothing can happen to him."
"Hmm...should I find him a second wife?"
"Since the main account is useless, it seems...it would be nice to practice a small account!" Jiang Bainian murmured, recalling what Jiang Hua said when he left.
"You are a second-rank warrior after coming back from the desert?"
"Tsk, his father has been training for more than 30 years, and even now he is only a second-grade warrior."
"You just ate a rare treasure by chance, do you really think you are a genius?"
Jiang Bainian sneered and said about the path of martial arts.
He knows it best in his heart.
Currently, among all the warriors in the country that he knows, the highest level is only a third-grade warrior.
And all of them are already in their 80s.
You can imagine how difficult it is to practice martial arts.
This brat has only been practicing for a month or two, and he wants to break through to become a second-grade warrior. He really doesn't know his own limitations.
Jiang Bainian shook his head and pondered in his heart.
"When this brat comes home, I will make fun of him and teach him that the most important thing in martial arts training is not to aim too high, but to lay a solid foundation step by step..."
In the black desert.
The sky is clear and the stars are shining.
Everyone lay on the ground, enjoying this moment of peace.
Shirley Yang on the side hesitated.
"Jiang Hua, I have something to tell you..."
"Hmm?" "Before in the Sage's Cave, that parchment book taught me a method of cultivation..."
Shirley Yang told him everything.
It turns out that the parchment book contains a method of Shinto practice.
However, this method of practice is very different from martial arts, and it seems that only one of them can be practiced.
So Shirley Yang was a little hesitant, not knowing whether she should choose the Moving Mountains Technique or the Shinto practice method.
"Which method of cultivation do you prefer?"
"I do not know either."
"I suggest you choose the Shinto practice method. Since it is the method passed down by your ancestors, it is definitely the most suitable for you. In contrast, in this era, it is very difficult to practice martial arts, and you may not be able to succeed in your practice."
"Okay, then I'll listen to you."
Shirley Yang nodded.
The fat man next to him came over with curiosity on his face.
"Brother Jiang, are you talking about some kind of cultivation technique?"
"What? Fatty, you want to practice too?"
"After practicing, can I be as powerful as you?"
"of course can."
Jiang Hua's heart moved slightly. If Lao Hu and Fatty could cultivate to the sixth-grade warrior level, could they remove the ghost hole curse in their bodies?
He wanted Lao Hu and Fatty to practice martial arts as well.
At least it can help you stay healthy.
When you go to the tomb in the future, it will also have some life-saving power.
Logically speaking, the ghost hole curse will eventually take effect on the physical body.
If you can cultivate to the sixth level,
The body is fully developed and the plasma is like mercury.
Free from dust and dirt, free from all diseases.
Even the curse of the ghost cave should not be able to shake the body of a sixth-grade warrior.
Of course, this is just Jiang Hua's guess.
Perhaps the Banshan lineage, which has been passed down for two thousand years, gave birth to a sixth-grade warrior.
But this possibility is very small.
The art of moving mountains had its prototype as early as the Qin and Han dynasties.
During the Qin and Han dynasties, the world changed drastically, and it became very difficult to cultivate to the level of a sixth-grade warrior.
The fat man's eyes lit up, "Can we practice too?"
Jiang Hua turned his head and looked at Shirley Yang.
"Shirley, can you pass on your "Mountain Moving Technique" to Lao Hu and the others?
Shirley Yang nodded, "Okay."
"The Art of Moving Mountains is a secret passed down by Taoist monks, but the inheritance is about to be cut off in my lineage."
"If grandpa knew that I passed down the "Mountain Moving Art", he would be happy even in his grave."
Hu Bayi showed hesitation on his face.
"The fat guy and I are almost thirty years old. Can we still practice martial arts?"
"Old Hu, you should think like this. Even if you can't practice martial arts to perfection, you can at least improve your physical fitness and reaction ability, which will definitely be good for you."
Hu Bayi finally nodded.
Practice "Mountain Moving Art" with Fatty.
That night.
Jiang Hua sat cross-legged in the tent and opened his attribute panel.
[Host]: Jiang Hua
[Cultivation]: Second-grade warrior (flesh refining progress: 29%)
[Bloodline]: Red Dragon Bloodline (Awakening Progress: 12%)
[Evolution Value]: 10338 points
Jiang Hua looked at the evolution value of up to 10,000 and couldn't help but smile.
"System, help me exchange the second half of the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique!"
"A total of 8800 evolution points are required. Do you want to redeem it?"
"exchange!"
"Ding! Redemption successful!"
"8800 points have been deducted, 1538 points remaining!"
"Host, please wait for a moment..."
(End of this chapter)