Chapter 50: Willing to Arrive as Promised Like the Spring Breeze

Oh my, the person who wrote this fist manual has a truly arrogant tone.

I beat you all once, and your fist art essence has all been written by me in this book; future generations who don't know how to teach can come and look at my fist manual.

How arrogant must this be?!

Even if someone could fight through Shaolin alone in their prime, by the time this person is old, their disciples might not be able to support the sect.

For an old sect like Shaolin, accumulating monks and lay disciples, if someone comes to pick a fight, how can they withstand it?

Excluding those who only chant Buddha's name, other monks, since they practice martial arts, inevitably have three parts of blood, three parts of fire, and four parts of ruthless drive to compete for fame.

But this person who wrote the fist manual really wasn't afraid.

Because he wasn't a person of the martial arts world.

He was a great general in the army who fought north and south, Yu Dayou of the Ming Dynasty, who was once mentioned in the same breath as another general, Qi Jiguang, as "Dragon and Tiger."

Qi Jiguang was also good at reforming military equipment and organizing combined attack formations, sweeping the coast in the east and defending the Great Wall in the north, relying heavily on the power of formations and equipment.

As for Yu Dayou, the elite troops under his command only used some ordinary, common weapons; he relied on his own profound foundation and unique insights in martial arts to point out and drill, training a large group of fierce soldiers.

Clearly a great general of the battlefield, but for a period of time, he didn't even use long spears, blades, or swords, those weapons of slaughter.

He just took a staff, wrapped the two ends in iron, and fitted them with copper rings, and went to fight the Japanese pirates, alive and kicking those pirates to death.

Facing such a person, those old Shaolin monks, who were human spirits, wouldn't have any thoughts of revenge; instead, they facilitated a group of monks to follow Yu Dayou to resist the Japanese pirates and invited Yu Dayou to point out Shaolin staff techniques, forming a beautiful story.

After Chu Tianshu got the fist manual, he immersed himself in it, sitting at the table and flipping through it in the courtyard for a long time without realizing it.

This fist manual not only had many training methods and body-washing prescriptions but also examples of fighting with Shaolin monks.

With just a few strokes, he could outline the experience of wonderful moves and dismantling. It seemed that Yu Dayou was not only exquisite in martial arts but also very profound in writing.

Chu Tianshu flipped to the last page and woke up like a dream, actually forgetting to greet Li Xiaozhang and reading the whole book directly.

Only a few butterflies remained in the courtyard, and the rest followed Li Xiaozhang to other parts of the regimental headquarters.

"Eh?"

Chu Tianshu looked left and right, finding only Zhong Jinqiu at the table, and couldn't help but ask, "Where did they all go?"

Zhong Jinqiu was staring at a strip of soy sauce radish in his hand, seemingly feeling that the taste made by the cooking squad was wrong, and said: "Didn't you give the prescriptions to them? They went to boil the medicine."

"This Li Xiaozhang is full of smiles, but he has a vigorous and resolute temperament."

Zhong Jinqiu raised his eyes and said, "Didn't Old Ma say you were leaving?"

Chu Tianshu nodded: "In these two days."

Zhong Jinqiu laughed: "I see, he is quite reluctant to part with you, but he is afraid of showing a bit of affectation, so he refuses to stay here and talk to you more."

Chu Tianshu said: "Although we haven't known each other for long, we have experienced many things. Ma Shu and Uncle Zhong, in my heart, are like elders in the family."

"These two secret manuals are not only the reward I want but also something I want the two uncles to learn; General Cai will definitely be willing."

"You have left your long-term secluded place and moved to a new place; you always have to find something to pass the time. With such good things to accompany you, it won't be too boring."

Zhong Jinqiu laughed loudly: "Old Ma is indeed not boring; he just promised Li Xiaozhang that he would go to the Martial Arts Academy to be a lecturer."

Chu Tianshu was happy: "That's a good thing."

The total amount of telekinesis cultivated by a sorcerer depends on personal cultivation, but the purity and characteristic attributes of the quality depend to a large extent on the practiced kung fu.

If two dharma lineages have similar telekinesis quality but very different characteristics,

then it is very uneconomical for a descendant of one lineage to learn the spells of another.

Therefore, Chu Tianshu had never mentioned teaching the tricks of medical incantations to Shopkeeper Ma, and Shopkeeper Ma hadn't taught him the control spells of the Fire Bird Dao Official.

However, if the quality of the newly learned dharma lineage is significantly higher than one's original kung fu,

then one can ascend from low to high, and use high to accommodate low, relatively smoothly dabbling in both new and old spells.

Looking at Cai Shanjun's own level of magical arts, one knows that there must be a profound dharma lineage inheritance within the Martial Arts Academy.

Since Shopkeeper Ma joined, it is both him going to teach those students and an opportunity for himself to further his studies.

"What about you, Uncle Zhong?"

Chu Tianshu advised, "I know Ma Shu hasn't really admitted he's old, but Uncle Zhong, you are more content with the situation. Since you are content, encountering such an invitation, why not go with the flow..."

Zhong Jinqiu waved his hand: "You don't need to advise me much; since Old Ma went, I will go sooner or later."

"However, you said let me learn the 'Breaking Shaolin' in your hand, that's not urgent. That book is indeed the highest fist art secret manual in the Martial Arts Academy, but it is not the most suitable for me right now."

"That set of Palm Thunder is the set of kung fu that has been able to arouse my interest the most recently and should be deeply cultivated."

Zhong Jinqiu stood up and took a wooden stick from the wall.

"Seven-foot flower spear, eight-foot staff, large spear one zhang and eight inches!"

"For ordinary people, the longer the spear, the more advantageous it is, but for a martial artist who has opened their apertures, the longer the weapon, the harder it is to grasp the force transmitted to the tip."

"When I went to kill the old eunuch, I used a bamboo spear to hit people; the force on the spear was also not precise enough, wasting a lot of energy in vain, and later I was easily beaten by the old eunuch until my arms were bruised and swollen, also because the force was not handled with ease."

"Look at me now."

He swept the long staff.

The butterflies in the flower cluster flew up in alarm.

Yizhou is hot; although it is autumn, there are still many places where flowers are blooming just right.

As the butterflies flew up, several tender purple-red azalea petals were also swept up by the staff wind.

Zhong Jinqiu shook a circle with the staff tip, as if circling a petal.

When other petals drifted down, only that petal was affected by the airflow, turning endlessly without landing.

Zhong Jinqiu's body walked, the staff tip pointing, thrusting, shaking, sweeping.

That petal tumbled and rolled, following within inches of the staff tip, actually following him to the wall.

There was a large pile of bricks by the wall, taller than a person; the regimental guard company often used hemp ropes to tie bricks and hang them on the muzzle of their guns to exercise their arm strength.

The petal drifted to the blue bricks.

Zhong Jinqiu's wrist retracted and released, the staff tip thrust out, pinning the petal to the brick.

On the other side of the brick pile, with a *bang*, two bricks shattered and shot out.

Zhong Jinqiu suddenly retracted the staff and caught the falling petal.

Chu Tianshu went to look; that fresh petal was just slightly flattened in the middle, with no cracks or damage.

"Good!"

Chu Tianshu's eyes shone with brilliance, he blurted out praise, and couldn't help but clap his hands.

In terms of combat ability, Chu Tianshu was already above Zhong Jinqiu.

But in terms of grasping force, he was still far from reaching this step.

Chu Tianshu even felt that if Zhong Jinqiu had his physical attainments, when fighting Zhou Fuguan and Xu Youjiang, he could ignore any hard armor or soft armor.

Just hit them as if they weren't wearing armor, and every move would have true damage.

"I only realized this degree recently, and my strength, on the whole, is not as great as yours, making it easier to control."

Zhong Jinqiu was plain on the surface, but earnest in his words.

"You will definitely not be satisfied with just Dragon Entwining Body and Food for the Immortal in the future, but you must first walk steadily on the steps under your feet before you can walk more smoothly later."

Chu Tianshu laughed: "I understand."

He would look at and memorize the "Breaking Shaolin" fist manual for now, but he wasn't in a hurry to focus on practicing it.

After all, his "Toad Cultivation Palm Thunder" hadn't reached completion, and his internal organs like liver, gallbladder, spleen, and kidney hadn't been nourished and refined.

Even if the value of Palm Thunder was not as good as "Breaking Shaolin," he had the correct feeling of "Palm Thunder" in his brain, which was more effective than just looking at the fist manual.

As for "Breaking Shaolin," he could wait until he deduced it in the future and transmit it directly into his brain.

Like getting guidance from a top-level famous teacher, and then practicing.

Zhong Jinqiu took great pains to perform this move, intending to give Chu Tianshu a reminder.

Seeing Chu Tianshu's clear gaze, he was truly not arrogant or impetuous, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a medicinal smell gradually drifted into the courtyard.

"The medicine soup is here."

Shopkeeper Ma used a cloth pad to hold the handle, carrying a boiling medicine pot toward this side, still muttering.

"Little Chu, you see if this medicine is boiled to this degree, how is the heat? If it's not thick enough, I'll carry it back to boil."

Cai Shanjun and Li Genyuan both walked over.

Chu Tianshu couldn't laugh or cry: "You could have just called me over to look at this kind of thing, why carry the medicine pot back and forth?"

Cai Shanjun laughed: "Shopkeeper Ma is doing it conveniently, as for us, walking around is good for the body anyway."

Chu Tianshu lifted the lid and entered the state of spirit communication and aperture opening to check the medicinal effect.

The telekinesis of a witch doctor could only have a rough sense of the medicinal effect; ancient witch doctors were not without misjudgments, eating poisonous herbs by mistake.

But because the prescription itself was written by him, and he knew all the medicinal herbs, it was much easier to judge comprehensively.

"It's okay."

Chu Tianshu raised the medicine pot, and a line of pitch-black medicine juice slowly injected into the bowl, the sound continuous and delicate.

Pouring medicine this way, by the time a bowl was full, the temperature had also dropped to a level that could be roughly consumed.

Cai Shanjun received the medicine bowl, tasted it on his lips, and his expression changed slightly.

Bitterness was one thing, but the key was that it was a taste that couldn't be described.

He turned his head to the side, took a deep breath, and then started drinking *gulu gulu*.

Just at this time, Regiment Commander Xie ran over in a hurry.

"Governor, the telegram from that person in Bashu!"

Li Genyuan took it first and looked, his face immediately showing joy, laughing loudly: "Shanjun, Liu Yanqi has made a move!"

Chu Tianshu was curious: "Who is Liu Yanqi?"

Li Genyuan explained.

Bashu also had a Martial Arts Academy, and the current principal was surnamed Liu, named Zhao, courtesy name Yanqi.

When this person was young, he studied at the Military Academy in the Fog City, learning various advanced military courses, and at the same time, he was well-versed in ancient military books, able to recite many chapters of "Sun Tzu," "Wu Tzu," and other classics.

Not only was his academic performance outstanding, but he was also famous throughout the school for his upright behavior, integrity, lack of bad habits, and extraordinary endurance and perseverance.

After Old Sun the Elder started the uprising, he followed him; after serving as the principal of the Martial Arts Academy, he made many friends, cultivated talents, and had strategies in his chest, already having deep roots.

He was also a good friend of Cai Shanjun; when Cai Shanjun was farming, he visited the Cai family three times, strongly inviting Cai Shanjun to join the army.

Liu Yanqi could no longer agree with the many ways of doing things of the current Bashu Grand Governor, but the timing was not right, and he had always remained motionless.

"I didn't expect him to choose to make a move at this time."

Cai Shanjun put down the medicine bowl, ignoring the bitterness in his mouth, and took the telegram to look closely.

"It turns out that there was a strange case in Bashu recently, and rumors say it was done by ghosts and gods handed down from the Han Dynasty. Liu Zhixiang not only failed to investigate it properly but also secretly worshipped evil sacrifices, and was found an opportunity by Yanqi."

"Liu Zhixiang is still considered his cousin in name; his methods of drilling troops and fighting are not good, but he is extremely good at political fighting, and he has many confidants."

"We will set off immediately, return to Kunming, notify the whole country, uphold righteousness, gather momentum, and it can be considered helping Yanqi."

Cai Shanjun pondered for a long time after saying this.

Everyone present seemed to feel the wind and rain coming.

I don't know if this wind and rain will knock down the banana leaves and fallen flowers, or wash away the dust, making the mountains look brand new?

"Everyone."

Chu Tianshu looked at the sky and took a long breath, saying, "The hexagram in the mountains of the general, heaven did not dare to delay him, but achieved our fate."

"Now that the general's complexion and power are recovering, what else is there that can't be overcome?"

"When I return here next time, I will also bring hometown delicacies for you, everyone will be there, and we will point out the mountains and rivers together."

Cai Shanjun turned his head to look at him and laughed loudly.

"Exactly, heaven is not thin to me, why should we disturb ourselves."

Cai Shanjun bowed and said, "Physician Chu, may you go like a long wind sweeping ten thousand miles, and also like the spring breeze coming again, we will meet again in the future!"

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