The so-called "Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong" is actually the version of "Yimu Changsheng Gong 1.0". It is a martial arts technique originally developed by Mo Chengjun in order to solve the 'jing' level of the forty-year limit.
To put it bluntly, it is a combination of the original "Yimu Longevity Kung Fu" and the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra", which extremely weakens the offensive power of internal energy, and extremely strengthens its effects of nourishing the body, restoring hidden injuries, and prolonging life.
The main organ strengthened by this method - bone marrow, is also combined with the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" to cleanse the bone marrow.
After marrow cleansing, the secret technique of blood transfusion is used to replace the old blood in the body and generate new blood that is purer and more energetic.
At first, Mo Chengjun didn't pay much attention to this technique. He just casually included it in "The Secret Record of Hope" and hurriedly handed it in.
However, in the later period, as Mo Chengjun's cultivation deepened, after two blood exchanges, and after experiencing the two realms of 'washing the marrow like frost' and 'washing the marrow like silver', he realized something was wrong.
Because, this skill has significantly raised his physical limit, allowing him to break through the ultimate strength of the human race.
To be honest, this was definitely an earth-shattering discovery in terms of martial arts, but the more he understood it, Mo Chengjunyue did not dare to leak it at all.
He even gave up the idea of making a secret report to the Four Seasons Sword Master.
Mo Chengjun knows better than anyone else that any class will spare no effort and be extremely cruel in safeguarding the interests of its own class.
He is already a monk, and he doesn't want to be crushed into ashes by the general situation because of his little profit as a martial artist.
So, it’s better to keep it all in your stomach.
Of course, it's not his style to just give up.
So, secretly, he created another set of exercises and gave it an extremely awesome name - "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques".
As for "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills", in essence, it is a special skill that is based on "Yimu Changsheng Kung 2.0", supplemented by the secret technique of blood exchange, and various body refining techniques are added.
The reason why it is special is because it is not like the cultivation of immortality, which focuses on mana and soul.
It is not like a martial artist who needs to smelt Tiangang Earth Demon and condense the martial arts body.
This technique is a truly pure way to strengthen the physical body. No one knows how far it can go.
Even Mo Chengjun, its creator, couldn't see the way forward.
However, based on the title of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills", it is not difficult to see Mo Chengjun's expectations for it. This is also one of the back-up tricks he left behind.
In life, the word 'trump card' is the word!
Even when he was lying down, Mo Chengjun was extremely insecure. Once he had the ability, it was instinctive to leave some backup options for himself.
And when Mo Chengjun washed his marrow and exchanged blood for the third time, he had no reference.
Because even the original version of the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" only reaches the second level. After the marrow is washed like silver, it is gone.
Yes, I guess even the creator of this technique thinks that strengthening the bone marrow is really meaningless. After reaching the second level, it's 'stopped'.
As we all know, 'dogs who break their guard' are the most abominable.
Therefore, Mo Chengjun chose to continue on the path of his predecessor.
He can also tell everyone that after the third stage of marrow cleansing and blood exchange, when looking inside, the marrow is still silvery and shining.
But compared to the second layer, it is a little thicker and a little more settled, just like the spring branches after washing away the lead, and there are buds of vegetation and trees waiting to bloom.
The resulting new blood is visibly rippling with vitality and vitality.
To be honest, it only took Mo Chengjun a month to complete the breakthrough of marrow cleansing. The next month was spent using secret methods to exchange blood and adapt to the power brought by the rapid increase in physical fitness.
Mo Chengjun did a test. Before his breakthrough, he could lift a boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms. But now, he can not only lift a boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms, but also do dozens of squats.
At this point, his body was already as strong as a monster.
However, Mo Chengjun was also troubled because he found that the original martial arts system was no longer enough to measure himself.
So, he doesn't know what his martial arts strength is?
Can you beat a fifth-grade warrior?
Moreover, it was really difficult to control this sudden increase in power. Even though his soul was powerful, he still spent a long time trying to figure it out.
In the process, I don't know how many dishes, chopsticks and furniture were destroyed, but the effect was still there. At least when he came out of the secret room, he could no longer see the slightest bit of strong energy that was almost overflowing after the breakthrough.
Of course, the moment Mo Chengjun stepped out of the secret room, he regretted it.
Because, Baling'er, Xiao Rui'er, Xue Pan and Xue Ling were already waiting outside. Looking at their posture and the scattered postures on the recliner, it seemed that they had been waiting for many days.
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"Don't come over! Don't come over!"
"Holy shit, you guys, what do you want to do?"
"Come here again, I'll call for help, help, help!"
"Ah ah ah, let go, let go, Baling'er, let go quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for not saving face for you!"
"Rui'er, little Rui'er, don't be like your real dad. Get up, get up. If the floor is dirty and your skirt is dirty, your mother will spank you."
"Xue Ling, what are you doing? What do you want to do? Damn it, why are you like this?"
"Xue Pan, we have known each other for so many years, and you know me best. If you have anything to say, ahem..., don't, don't do this!"
"Face, face, for such a big man, you still need face."
At this time, an extremely funny scene was taking place in the small courtyard.
Mo Chengjun's left hand was holding Baling'er, and his right hand was dragging Xue Pan. Ba Nichang held his left leg, and Xue Ling held his right leg.
Each of the four people separated a limb and didn't say a word. They just hugged each other and never let go.
Mo Chengjun thought that he still had a good mental state, but now he was in a hurry, with earnest persuasion on one side and coercion and inducement on the other.
But it took a lot of effort to get a few people to let go.
After a while, the sound of quarreling sounded again in the courtyard.
This time, Xue Pan, Xue Ling and Xiao Rui'er went to the theater, and they saw Baling'er and Mo Chengjun, holding their necks and scolding each other.
Mo Chengjun said: "Ba Ling'er, do you have the guts to say that you were not responsible for today's round?"
Baling'er opened his mouth: "Yes, I was the one who instigated it. What's wrong? You bit me!"
Mo Chengjun: "Are you stupid? You belong to the boss and you are not reliable at all?"
Baling'er: "I'm unreliable? How dare you say that I'm unreliable?
Who the fuck lost two secret books and hid in the secret room?
Who the fuck did something bad and then turned around and turned around and turned around and turned away as the shopkeeper?
Do you know how I am spending these days?
As soon as the front leg sent away a true successor, an elder came in the back leg. As soon as the back leg sent the elder away, two more came in?
Look at my face, my muscles are twitching even if I laugh!
You are looking at my belly, which is full of tea. If I shake it, there will be a sound. "
Mo Chengjun twitched the corner of his mouth, he could imagine that scene.
But when it comes to quarreling, the momentum cannot be lost: "Isn't that why you are popular? What does it have to do with me? Don't talk nonsense!"
Baling'er: "Bullshit? What does it mean to talk nonsense? Mo Chengjun is the same as before, do you call this nonsense? Do you want some shame?"
Mo Chengjun: "Then you can't take Rui'er and Xue Ling with you. How will you educate these two good children?"
Baling'er: "What's that like? What's that like? Behaving like a spoiled brat with his godfather, acting cute, rolling around, and acting like a fool. Is there any problem?
Can there be any questions?
Since there is no problem, what happened? what is wrong?
Tell me! "
Mo Chengjun: "..."
Baling'er: "......"
"..."
The argument lasted for more than half an hour. Mo Chengjun and Baling'er finally ran out of energy. They stopped angrily and began to talk calmly.
As for what?
What else could happen than the ripples caused by the two secret books.
The three major advantages of "Yi Jin Jing" almost made a group of sword cultivators cry with greed. As for "Mo's Fundamental Theory of Sword Intent", it is what all sword cultivators who are successful in kendo practice pay more attention to.
There is no way around it. The more profound a person is in the art of swordsmanship, the more he can derive too many things from those three sword theories.
Although Mo Chengjun felt that a simple personal improvement in swordsmanship would not achieve essential benefits, he looked at it from the perspective of large-scale promotion and popularization.
In fact, for an individual, these three sword theories have an extremely exaggerated meaning and role in terms of improvement and breakthrough in swordsmanship, and can be called a guiding light.
Just like his previous metaphor, a lighthouse is erected above the vast ocean.
And now, although the secret record has been thrown out, almost everyone is waiting for Mo Chengjun, waiting for Mo Chengjun's personal explanation of the performance.
Because, as the founder of this secret record, it is impossible for anyone to know more deeply than Mo Chengjun. Everyone wants to hear how he explains these three sword theories?
There are also many elders who have accumulated countless tricky questions, waiting for Mo Chengjun to answer them.
Only then did Baling'er's face freeze with laughter.
Who told the entire Galaxy Sword Sect to know that this was Mo Chengjun's worst friend?
Of course, a quarrel is a quarrel, and a scolding war is a scolding war. If the matter is here, it will naturally have to be resolved.
The solution is naturally the old way - start classes!
Let’s start teaching the Dharma again, with the two esoteric texts as the core, just explain it in detail, and then answer everyone’s questions, and that’s it.
In fact, Balinger came with this mission.
What courses, student recruitment, contribution points, etc., none of these require Mo Chengjun's intervention. The Hall of Enlightenment has already arranged them properly and clearly.
What Mo Chengjun had to decide was the time for the class to start, and that people would have to go there by then and just complete the lecture.
Of course, he would have to face questions and doubts from a group of inner sect elders, true disciples, and even some reclusive bosses.
As for the inner disciples?
Well, in Mo Chengjun's class, inner disciples rarely had the opportunity to speak and ask questions.
They are just a group of audience, just listen to the class honestly!
Of course, Mo Chengjun didn’t refuse this matter!
In fact, he also knew that he couldn't push it away at all. It would be a matter of time, so it would be better to solve it as soon as possible.
The only focus of dispute between him and Baling'er was how many days of classes should be attended in ten days?
The Enlightenment Hall that Baling'er brought meant that there would be seven classes in one ten-day period. At least one quarter should be held first to explain the two secret books clearly, and then wait for the heat to pass.
But Mo Chengjun won't do it even to death, are you kidding me?
I have to go to school seven days a week. Isn’t that the same as going to work?
If I travel to this fairy world and still get some work, wouldn't I be laughed to death?
Therefore, he strongly objected and directly bargained down to one ten days or two classes, or more?
No matter how much, I won’t fall in love with you. Whoever falls in love will fall in love with you?
