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Chapter 64: The Music of the Piano Moves All Things

Li Guanyi was wearing a black outfit with dark patterns today, with a bag slung across his shoulder. He couldn't let go of the halberd.

He found that his interest in heavy swords was decreasing day by day.

Take the halberd he holds now as an example.

As long as the opponent holding a sword or knife has not reached the level where he can use his internal energy to strike out with sword energy.

Li Guanyi can use the Phoenix Nod move to explode the opponent's forehead.

Even if you use sword energy, my halberd is still seven or eight feet farther away than yours, so I may be the first to arrive. However, when you reach a certain level, weapons are no longer important. Li Guan thought of the fight between Yue Qianfeng and Xue Daoyong that day, which shook the area for dozens of miles.

The old man drew his bow and shot, and hundreds of golden rays fell to the ground.

God Xue shot an arrow that flew over 300 miles and pierced through the holy mountain.

At that level, there is no difference between a halberd and a sword; all that matters is the strength of the warrior.

Strength...

There was a fire burning quietly in Li Guanyi's heart. Even though he had let go of his past life, his desire for power was growing day by day without him even realizing it. The old man took him and Xue Shuangtao to a small courtyard near Tingfeng Pavilion.

The courtyard is not high, only two floors.

An old man with white hair, white eyebrows and wrinkles on his face was sitting at the door basking in the sun. When he saw Xue Daoyong, he stood up and saluted.

Xue Daoyong waved his hand and said, "Today I will take the children to choose a few entry-level skills."

"Go and get ready."

The old man said he was leaving.

Xue Daoyong, wearing loose clothes, looked at Li Guanyi and said:

"Since we are already looking for the kung fu to enter the realm, then we should also talk about the realm after entering the realm. A martial artist will forge his body to enter the realm. After entering the realm, he can travel the world without worrying about being killed by a group of bandits."

"You can be a guest guard in some noble family in a small town."

"Even in a place like the Border Army, it's the position of a sergeant. Guanyi should know that."

Li Guan nodded.

Xue Daoyong said: "For a small place, entering this place already means you are a famous person. You are one in a hundred martial artists. It is enough to have no worries about food and clothing in this life. For many people, it is their life goal."

"But looking at the world, there are too many heroes; looking at the past, there are countless heroes."

"This is just the beginning of the peak of martial arts."

The old man pointed to a stone tablet next to him, which was as thick as a fist and solid, and said:

"For example, the warriors entering the country cannot break this stone tablet."

"If you don't believe me, try to break the stone tablet with your in-vitro stamina."

He wanted to let the young man in front of him know where the limits of an incoming warrior were.

Li Guan nodded.

With a movement of his shoulder, the weapon bag fell down, he raised his hand and grabbed the halberd, and with his left and right hands together, it turned into a seven or eight foot long weapon. Holding it with both hands, he swept it suddenly, and his internal energy burst out. Although he still couldn't use martial arts at the level of Juan Tao, he could use basic moves.

This is the point of the stick technique, which is integrated into the war spear.

With the help of the toughness and elasticity of rosewood, the force was perfectly delivered to the tip of the halberd.

It is a short burst of moves at one point.

The stone tablet cracked directly in the middle.

Li Guanyi swept his wrist, and the halberd swept across with the technique of a heavy sword, turning the blade into an arc. As it rose above, he turned the blade and chopped it down with the crescent blade. Finally, the stone tablet was directly broken and cut off, and the remaining half was split in the middle.

Li Guanyi took back his weapon and said, "It's broken."

Xue Daoyong was speechless.

Xue Shuangtao couldn't help laughing out loud.

The old man grinned and said, "...you kid."

"I said, use your fists!"

He walked to another stone tablet.

Li Guanyi looked at the stone tablet. It was made of standard granite. It would be extremely painful if he hit it with his fist. Moreover, he was sure of his strength. He would definitely not be able to break the stone tablet and would even bruise his fist bones. With the strength of a martial artist, his finger bones would definitely be fractured, and it was not impossible that they would break.

The old man finally had some dignity and said calmly, "It can't be broken, right?"

“You might even get hurt.”

He stroked the stone tablet with his palm and said, "Before entering the country, warriors use Qi to strengthen their bodies."

"How do we get out after entering the country? The pioneers kept trying and finally found the three major checkpoints."

"Build your body, condense your energy, and open up your meridians."

“A warrior with a body as strong as iron, even if I can’t break this stone tablet, I won’t get hurt…” He raised his hand and punched it with the strength of a warrior. The stone tablet shook slightly and fell into pieces of rock, but the old man’s fist was intact.

"Martial artists at this level train their bodies to the extreme limit in order to protect themselves and to carry more internal energy explosions."

"Then it's Qi Condensation."

"After entering the state, the internal energy will leave the body, but the internal energy you are sending out now is scattered and useless. It can attack the enemy, but the effect is not strong. Condensing the energy, like casting iron into a weapon, can achieve this."

The old man threw another punch, with the same force and energy.

However, the stone tablet, which was as thick as a fist, was directly broken. When the Qi left the body, it seemed to turn into a sharp edge, extremely condensed.

Xue Daoyong said: "The third level is called [Open Meridians]."

"When the energy is concentrated and the body is forged, the power can be exerted from the subtle parts of the meridians."

He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the stone tablet.

When he picked it up, there was already a handprint on the stone tablet, which was extremely clear.

The old man showed Li Guanyi the cultivation he had acquired after entering the country.

"After entering the realm, you must first cultivate your body. After the body is forged, you can condense your Qi. When the body is as strong as iron and the Qi is condensed, the meridians can be opened. At that time, all the meridians in the body are open, and the internal Qi is condensed like a sword. At this level, when the internal Qi leaves the body, it is so condensed that even ordinary armor can be broken with bare hands."

"If you pass three levels in a row after entering the country, you can go one step further and reach the second level."

"You can serve as a lieutenant in the army. In ordinary martial arts sects, you are already above the level of a deacon, responsible for all matters in various places. The strongest warriors in ordinary cities are at this level."

The old man smiled and encouraged: "Guanyi, you are only thirteen years old, and you will be fourteen in two months."

"With your talent and ability, you can reach this level before you are eighteen."

"An eighteen-year-old lieutenant in the army."

Xue Shuangtao said angrily: "Grandpa, he is already a lieutenant."

The old man laughed and said, "Hahaha, yes, yes, he is a lieutenant. However, this seventh-rank Zhenwei lieutenant should be a warrior of this level to command the people. A seventh-rank military officer has three to five hundred soldiers under his command when going into battle. Five people form a squad, which means there are dozens of incoming corporals and thirty sergeants."

"Without some tricks, it's impossible to suppress it."

Strengthen the body, condense the energy, and open up the meridians.

Li Guanyi looked at the handprint on the stone tablet.

It dawned on him.

I know that I have mastered the skills, but why can't I use Rolling Waves and Destroying Mountains?

The body has not been cast.

The body cannot withstand the force of martial arts at this level.

The Qi is not condensed enough to create a surging wave-like momentum.

This is the disadvantage of mastering high-level martial arts at a low level. You learn it but cannot use it.

Li Guanyi exhaled, and he seemed to see a more distant world, and said:
"Mr. Xue, where are the warriors at a higher level?"

The old man said: "At the third level, you can lead a thousand elite troops and fight in the battlefields of this chaotic world. You can be called a general by outsiders. The leaders of ordinary martial arts sects are only at this level. They have a powerful and domineering aura and can destroy mountains."

"And every generation of the Xue family's heirs must reach the third level before they can be recognized."

Li Guanyi was puzzled, and the old man asked with a smile: "Do you remember how many arrows I shot when I was fighting with Yue Qianfeng's bastard that day?"

Can't count.

Li Guanyi reacted. The old man did not bring any arrows with him that day.

The old man's eyes were filled with admiration. He raised his hand and clenched it casually, and his aura turned into an arrow.

Clearly and sharply, he placed it in Li Guanyi's palm and said softly:
“This is the third floor.”

"Condensing Qi into weapons, condensing Qi into armor, and having many other mysterious means, they are no longer like warriors. Warriors at this level have other options for close combat, and the three religions who cultivate their spirits and nourish their Qi are no less physically fit than warriors at the second level, and can also kill people with swords."

"It is a level where all schools and sects have different paths leading to the same destination."

"A Taoist can be called a True Man, a military strategist can be called a General. When General Yue first became famous thirteen years ago, he was at this level."

"In the world, he is no longer a small character."

"Look at one thing and encourage it."

Li Guanyi held the arrow, and it shattered. He thought of the Night Cavalry that had chased him back then, and said as if nothing had happened: "I heard that each country has elite troops, the Night Cavalry of Chen, the Tiger Cavalry of Ying, the Iron Pagoda of the Turks, and the Golden Scimitar Cavalry of the Western Regions. What are the strengths of these elite troops?"

The old man laughed: "There are also the Black Armor Army of Duke Ying and the Halberd Soldiers under Yue Qianfeng."

"They are all a force with no more than a thousand people, but they can compete on a battlefield with tens of thousands of people."

"They are all elite troops. The soldiers inside must have the strength of ordinary lieutenants."

"They are usually guards gathered from the whole army, wearing the best armor, riding fast horses, carrying weapons and crossbows, and they can surround and kill warriors of the third realm by themselves. Under the leadership of a famous general, even a master can be killed."

Night Cavalry, Second Floor...

Li Guanyi pursed his lips, and the involuntary relaxation that appeared after entering the country completely disappeared.

Then he remembered the Night Cavalry that were used to hunt down Yue Qianfeng.

Those sent to carry out such a mission must be the elite among the Yechi Cavalry, but they were easily killed by the seriously injured Yue Qianfeng. And his current strength, in a one-on-one fight, is not as good as that of one of the cavalrymen who chased him that year.

But the boy looked at the sky and relaxed a little.

I am only thirteen years old and there is a long way to go. I will definitely surpass them in the future.

Why bother panicking all day over this?

But my aunt doesn’t know martial arts… I’m afraid she’s lying to me.

I just don’t know what level of realm the old man in front of me and Yue Qianfeng, who roars like a red dragon and can shatter mountains with one punch, are in.

At this time, the white-haired guard in the courtyard came out and whispered, "It's ready."

Xue Daoyong nodded.

Leading Li Guanyi and Xue Shuangtao forward, he pushed open the door and casually said, "The entry method needs to be passed down by divine will. The most important thing is the method of shaping the [body]. This is the core of everything."

"Different skills have their own preferences, which are actually the body, qi, and spirit."

"The orthodox schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism focus on Qi and Shen. The other schools of the secular world, such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting, focus purely on Shen."

"Wu Fu?"

"Hahahaha, you are so childish. For warriors like me, we naturally focus on Qi and body. As for spirit, we can cultivate it when we reach the third floor. With a strong physique and powerful aura, warriors can wear armor and have no taboos within thirty-three steps. It is not comparable to Buddhism."

In terms of the tendency of their martial arts, the crude warriors and the pedantic literati are clearly distinguished.

The old man stopped and pointed at the bookshelves in front of him. On each bookshelf was a book, all of which were very special, emitting flowing light and different colors with many charms. There were incense burning around, which made people concentrate their minds. The old man warned: "For martial arts practice, all the skills after entering the country need to be passed down by the divine will, not just flipping through them."

"You need to comprehend the charm of it and resonate with it before you can get its true meaning."

The old man said calmly, "Here are the techniques that my Xue family learned after entering the country, including secret techniques. In addition, 70% of them are collected from outside, including techniques from Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, Military Science, Yin-Yang, and Mohism."

“Although it doesn’t have the top inheritance of each sect, it is enough for entering the country.”

Li Guan suddenly realized: "Top inheritance...?"

The old man nodded: "It is considered the ten unique skills of the Central Plains."

"Among them, the strongest one for nourishing qi is the Confucian 'Haoran Zhengqi'."

"Even those who practice physical cultivation cannot surpass the Buddhist Vajra Dragon Elephant and the Taoist Tai Chi Soft Cloud."

"As for the method of killing, there is nothing better than the core inheritance of the military strategist, "Hundred Battles", but it is in Zhongzhou."

"There are very few common techniques for nourishing the spirit, or even advanced techniques."

“But the top inheritances are the most numerous.”

"The Taoist's 'Taishang Wangqing Pian', the Buddhist's 'Zen', the Confucian's 'Heavenly Mandate', and the most secretive, even legendary, one that is not recorded in writing, is the Jiangnan Divine Soldiers Murong Mansion, which is said to have the 'Jiangnan Misty Rain Twelve-story Tower Pian', which is even better than the Divine Sword Technique, but has no techniques."

“It is passed down from one generation to another.”

"The inheritor of the previous generation has disappeared."

"The Murong family no longer has this technique passed down."

The old man said, "The last two techniques that are famous all over the world are the family traditions of the great emperor of Zhongzhou. They were left by the heroic emperor eight hundred years ago, and no one has learned them for many years."

Li Guanyi asked, "What about the Xue family?"

The old man sighed and said:

"Originally, there was an inheritance that was not inferior to these, but our ancestors divided the skills into two parts. The Xue family only got the upper volume, and the lower volume of skills and war halberds were together. The two volumes are both first-class skills in the world. When combined, I'm afraid they will not be inferior to the magic skills used by the son of the Duke of Chen to establish the country."

"It's a pity that the technique and the battle spear have long since disappeared."

“I don’t know when we can gather together and restore the elegance of our ancestors.”

"Let's not talk about that. Guan, go and give it a try. There are so many techniques, there must be one that can match your spirit." The old man pointed to the front. Li Guan nodded and walked in with expectation. Xue Daoyong smiled, and the old servant next to him asked:
"Master, is this the Qilin'er?"

"Yes."

Xue Daoyong asked: "How much do you think he can resonate with?"

The old servant thought for a moment and replied, "Most of the techniques only require the practitioner's comprehension, physique, and internal energy. With a solid foundation like his, he should be able to comprehend superior martial arts and at least meet the requirements of five techniques."

“Perhaps the charm will be in harmony, and the strange phenomenon of Baojuan Gaoming will appear.”

Xue Daoyong laughed and shook his head, feeling proud.

"I'm afraid it's more than that!"

"I'll give you a number. Ten!"

"There will be a strange phenomenon where the mountains are high and the waters are long, and the literary talent is soaring."

These are all the changes that will be brought about by the integration of martial arts spirit and inheritance.

Li Guanyi walked in, the superior incense calmed his mind, he stretched out his hand and held one of the books, the precious scroll was shining with light, in this environment, he could really feel the faint charm, is this the so-called inheritance of entry-level skills?

Li Guanyi raised his head.

This place where books are stored has a lot of charm.

Martial artists who can choose one of them and make their spirit respond can inherit it; those who can match the superior spirit can inherit the superior martial arts. The martial artists who come here all try their best to match these skills. Li Guanyi calmed his mind and did the same, but he frowned slightly and couldn't concentrate on reading.

A little too noisy.

The divine light flowed around him, and for some reason, it felt like the strings of a musical instrument to him.

The struggle of many divine auras and the flow of precious light sounded like the noisy sound of a piano in his ears.

Li Guanyi was used to playing the piano, so he stretched out his hand and plucked it casually.

How to play the piano with the charm of emptiness?
Li Guanyi answered in his heart that the zither is the voice of the heart, so he can play the zither.

It was a random tune that his aunt taught him and it was also the song he practiced the most in the past ten years.

The mind is like the sound of a piano, not trying to fit in with the charm of this place.

But I am the main focus, and my mind is playing the piano.

Xue Daoyong was arguing with the old servant when he was suddenly startled and looked over.

There seemed to be the sound of a musical instrument sweeping through the air, and the charm of many martial arts techniques suddenly froze.

All the precious scrolls in the entire library.

The charm is all quiet.

Then, as if accumulating waves, the entire library was filled with 387 internal skills.

All lights up!

(End of this chapter)