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What's even stranger is that despite "losing" so much true energy, he didn't feel tired at all; on the contrary, he felt very energetic.
"What did you say?"
Upon hearing Long Yan's description, Zheng Shaoqiu's eyes were filled with disbelief; he looked at Long Yan as if he were a monster.
"Uncle-Master, you've practiced the Marrow Cleansing Scripture. Did I do something wrong while practicing it?"
Long Yan was confused.
The text of the Marrow Cleansing Classic does not mention any changes that may occur in the body during cultivation.
All of Long Yan's true energy had vanished into thin air.
This worried him a little.
After all, true qi doesn't come easily; it takes several days of cultivation to replenish it.
"You've grasped the basics of the Marrow Cleansing Classic!"
Zheng Shaoqiu looked at Long Yan with a complicated expression and stated his judgment.
"What? You've already mastered the basics?"
Long Yan was a little confused.
"Isn't the Marrow Cleansing Classic very difficult to cultivate?"
He doesn't understand!
Having practiced so many martial arts, only the Marrow Cleansing Classic left him completely baffled.
Does getting a tattoo mean you've mastered the basics?
“If I’m not mistaken, your true energy hasn’t disappeared, but has penetrated deep into your bone marrow. This is the entry threshold for the Marrow Cleansing Classic.”
Zheng Shaoqiu answered Long Yan's question, saying:
"Your internal observation can only see the meridian level, not the deeper bone marrow, which is why you mistakenly believe that the true qi has disappeared."
"So that's how it is." Long Yan suddenly realized that the true energy had entered his marrow, no wonder he felt the strength in his right arm had increased.
It seems it wasn't just my imagination.
His right arm underwent a marrow cleansing process, resulting in a significant improvement in all its attributes.
"But I don't seem to have grasped anything," Long Yan said, still somewhat confused.
"Why can tattooing allow true energy to penetrate deep into the bone marrow of the right arm?"
"I don't know about that," Zheng Shaoqiu said, shaking his head.
“When I got my tattoo, I didn’t have this problem. In fact, I was weak for several days. As for getting the basics of the Marrow Cleansing Classic, it took me three years.”
“I don’t even know how I got started. It just happened one day, and I crossed that threshold. It’s inexplicable.”
"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. If it could be explained clearly, the Marrow Cleansing Classic would not be a profound martial art that everyone yearns for."
Long Yan didn't investigate further.
Just like why top students get good grades?
It's just a matter of talent!
"I really wonder if you are the reincarnation of the God of War."
"He mastered the basics of the Marrow Cleansing Classic in less than a day."
Zheng Shaoqiu was amazed by Long Yan's talent and comprehension; there was such a prodigy in the world!
Even Bodhidharma himself was no different.
"It is my blessing to be able to pass on the Marrow Cleansing Classic to you, and it fulfills a long-cherished wish."
Zheng Shaoqiu breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
He then used his inner energy to wash away all the text of the Marrow Cleansing Scripture from his right arm, leaving it completely clean without a trace of writing.
Then he said to Long Yan:
"There can only be one copy of the Marrow Cleansing Classic in the world. From now on, the Marrow Cleansing Classic will be on your right arm and will have nothing to do with me!"
……
Thanks to "Call me dad haha" for the monthly pass.
Thanks to "Beidahuang" for the monthly pass.
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039 A Chinese Ghost Story 3 Begins Filming! Wang Xian'er is Stunned, Is This Fate?
After passing on the Marrow Cleansing Scripture to Long Yan,
Zheng Shaoqiu then prepared to bid farewell to Master Changmei and leave Wulong Temple.
"Stand facing the wall. Your grudges with the Demonic Sect are over. You should have come to your senses by now. The position of Shaolin Sect Leader has always been reserved for you."
Master Longbrows meant that his junior brother should stay behind and face the wall in seclusion, so that he could succeed him as sect leader.
But Zheng Shaoqiu shook his head and said:
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Spiritual practice doesn't necessarily have to be in a temple; it suits me better in the mundane world."
I was no longer a monk when I left Shaolin Temple and entered the entertainment industry more than a decade ago.
"Acting suits me better. I should go back to the set; I have a lot of work to do."
Just as he was walking away...
Master Long Eyebrows called out, "Stop!"
"Fifteen years ago, even though your martial arts were better than mine, you couldn't stop me. Now that you've lost all your martial arts, you still can't stop me."
Zheng Shaoqiu looked back at Master Long Eyebrows, determined to leave and not stay at Wulong Temple.
"I just wanted to see you one more time." Master Longbrow's eyes were slightly moist; he clearly had deep affection for his junior brother.
"Promise me you won't make me wait another fifteen years to see you again. I might not be able to wait fifteen years."
Master Long Eyebrows is almost ninety years old and doesn't have much time left, so he just wants to spend more time with his junior brother.
"Okay, I promise you, I'll come to Wulong Temple often," Zheng Shaoqiu promised.
Finally, I smiled and said goodbye with composure!
"Farewell!"
Zheng Shaoqiu strode out of Wulongyuan.
With a flick of his sleeve, he exuded the air of a chivalrous hero.
Wow! What a hero!
Uncle Da leaned against the railing of the clock tower, watching Zheng Shaoqiu walk away. He felt that Zheng Shaoqiu was even more of a chivalrous hero than the one portrayed on TV, and he was full of admiration.
"He signed ten names for me!" Xiao Long had also learned his lesson and had already taken the opportunity to ask Zheng Shaoqiu for ten autographs.
After all, Zheng Shaoqiu was not only their senior uncle who faced the wall, but also a popular star across the country, a professional swordsman.
"What's so great about that!" the arrogant Wen said smugly. "I have fifty of them!"
Signature maniac!
"Oh dear, you're so greedy!" Uncle Da criticized, not expecting that the arrogant Wen would ask for fifty pages.
It's fortunate that Zheng Shaoqiu is their senior apprentice; otherwise, they definitely wouldn't have signed so many contracts at once.
"Don't you know?" the arrogant Wen explained, "Fifty of his autographs can be exchanged for one of Lin Zhiying's autographs!"
That's right, Choupiwen is a fan of Lin Zhiying; he's quite young but has already started following celebrities.
"You brat, wait until I become famous for acting," Uncle Da began to fantasize, "my autograph will definitely be more valuable than Lin Zhiying's."
"Impossible, you're too greasy," the arrogant Wen said. "But Senior Brother Long Yan is a possibility. I'll ask him for a hundred autographs."
"Then I want a thousand!" Xiaolong shouted, his imposing manner overwhelming Xiaowen.
"Hmph! I'll give you ten thousand!" The arrogant Wen retorted, not to be outdone.
The two kept increasing the bet, even raising it to 100 million tickets.
After all, he's only six years old, and he has a strong competitive spirit!
Long Yan overheard their conversation from the side.
Good heavens, a hundred million signatures?
You guys are trying to work me to death!
Right after Zheng Shaoqiu left,
A woman stood on a large tree outside the Wulong Temple.
It was none other than Red Lemon, the assassin from the Demonic Cult.
"Oh honey~"
Red Lemon confesses her love to Uncle Da; she's there to ask him out.
Uncle Da also got excited and looked at Red Lemon, pretending to be serious, and said:
"What is love in this world? It makes people pledge to be together through life and death!"
"I'm going!"
He's going on a date with Red Lemon in the countryside.
"Senior Brother, you won't be like Uncle Facing the Wall, disappearing for fifteen years and never coming back, will you?" the arrogant Wen asked.
"No!" Uncle Da said with absolute certainty, "My master has been gone for more than ten years. I can finish this in just ten minutes. You all wait for me to come back and practice!"
After saying that, Uncle Da jumped over the wall and went on a date with Red Lemon.
"Why does he only need ten minutes?" Xiaolong asked the arrogant Wen with a puzzled look.
Choupiwen chuckled and held up three fingers, saying: