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"Very good!"
Fang Chen was overjoyed. He took out his X20 phone and took a series of photos of the monk images on the Yi Jin Jing to save them for future reference if he forgot the meridian pathways during practice.
Feeling uneasy, Fang Chen picked up the high-definition camera and video camera next to him and made a copy of each.
"As the saying goes, you can't bite off more than you can chew; you have to specialize in a few things!" Fang Chen pondered his next move.
His primary goal right now is to enhance his individual strength!
He currently possesses a considerable number of martial arts skills.
It includes hard qigong, six-pulse divine sword, Beiming divine skill, Lingbo microstep, Douzhuan Xingyi, Yijinjing, and the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, among others.
However, Fang Chen primarily practices hard qigong, making his physical body incredibly strong. His most powerful attack technique is the Northern Darkness Divine Art.
"You must major in one thing first!"
Fang Chen pondered carefully and felt that these martial arts skills could not be effective in a short period of time. He remembered that it took Duan Yu several months to master the Lingbo Weibu in the original drama.
As for the Six Meridians Divine Sword, it was because he possessed profound internal energy that it was sometimes effective and sometimes not.
"While practicing hard qigong, I'll also focus on mastering the Six Meridians Divine Sword and the Lingbo Steps!"
Fang Chen thought about it and made up his mind.
He possesses the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, which grants him immense internal energy whenever someone attacks him. As for the Lingbo Steps, they are the only footwork technique for self-preservation.
Fang Chen thought of the shifting of stars and constellations.
This is a technique that uses the opponent's force against them. No matter what kind of skill the opponent uses, you can redirect the force and counterattack back at them.
The higher the martial arts skill of the person who makes the move, the more ingenious their method of death. The true skill lies in redirecting the opponent's weapon, fists, feet, and internal force, causing the opponent to suffer the consequences of their own actions. The principle behind this is the word "rebound".
However, in Fang Chen's view, the transformation of time is not something that can be accomplished overnight.
Having determined his direction, Fang Chen put away the Yi Jin Jing and began his cultivation.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Qiao Feng arrived at Mirror Lake early in the morning, at Fang Chen's courtyard, accompanied by A'Zhu.
At this moment, A'Zhu, nourished by love, is even more radiant.
Upon seeing Qiao Feng arrive, Fang Chen quickly instructed a maid to serve Longjing tea, and the guests and hosts took their seats.
"Brother Qiao, this is the Yi Jin Jing. Now it has been returned to its rightful owner. As for the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, I will go to the Beggars' Sect headquarters in a while and find a disciple with excellent talent and character to teach it to me."
Fang Chen handed over the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) and slowly began to speak.
"Brother Fang, I entrust the task of passing on the knowledge to you." Qiao Feng put away the Yi Jin Jing and said with satisfaction.
"By the way, where are you and your wife going later?"
Fang Chen's words made A Zhu blush and lower her head.
"Brother Fang, this... me and Azhu..."
Upon hearing Fang Chen's words, even Qiao Feng, with his heroic spirit, couldn't help but feel embarrassed and changed the subject. "We will go to Shaolin to find Murong Bo and my father, uncover the truth, and return the Yi Jin Jing along the way."
Originally, Qiao Feng wanted to tell Fang Chen not to pass on the Yi Jin Jing after he learned it.
However, I remembered that I had also read this scripture before.
There wasn't a single word inside; it was a wordless book.
He didn't say anything.
In his opinion, Fang Chen couldn't possibly figure out the secrets of this book within three days.
However, if Qiao Feng knew at this moment that Fang Chen had already found the secret and even saved a 1GB video, one can only imagine how shocked he would be.
"Alright, I won't take up any more of your time, Brother Qiao. If you have time in the future, you must come to Mirror Lake so we can get together."
Fang Chen knew that he had already wasted three days of Qiao Feng's time and could not delay any longer.
"Alright, let's drink until we're drunk!" Qiao Feng exclaimed with delight.
"Brother Qiao, don't forget, the abbot of Shaolin is the ringleader. He led his men out of Yanmen Pass because he believed Murong Bo's instigation!"
"Shaolin is a place where hidden talents abound, so be careful. There is an old monk sweeping the floor whose skill is unfathomable!"
"The Sweeping Monk?"
Qiao Feng was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Thank you, Brother Fang. Until we meet again!"
After saying this, Fang Chen clasped his hands in a fist salute and left with A Zhu.
The rising sun shines on Mirror Lake.
Like the Red Lake, it is truly beautiful.
On the lakeshore, a tall figure strode along the bank.