Chapter 552: Information, Passive

"*Uh*—"

Lu Wushuang reacted quickly, changed from pulling to patting, brushed off the rice flour on her collar, and put on a look of surprise.

"Really, Master!"

Li Miao seemed unaware, just casually spread the blood-written secret manual on the ground in front of him, and beckoned to Lu Wushuang.

"Take a look, can you see any clues?"

Lu Wushuang sighed in her heart, moved a few steps forward, collected her mind, and looked carefully at the words and pictures on the blood book. Just one look, and she let out a soft *huh*.

"The acupuncture point names written in here... are all the names used by Central Plains Buddhism?"

Li Miao nodded with a smile.

"That's right, thanks to the Japanese liking to write foreign words as they are, otherwise I wouldn't understand either."

He pointed to the blood book.

"Look at this word, *Dinglun* (Crown Wheel)."

"This word refers to the *Baihui* acupuncture point on the top of the head. Taoists call it the Upper Dantian or *Niwan* Palace, secular schools call it the *Dingmenxin*, *Baizue* point, or *Kunlun* Peak. Only Buddhism calls it the Crown Wheel or *Fanding*. And judging from the shape of the characters, it is exactly the writing style commonly used in Master Jianzhen's era."

"Comparing the two, it can already be confirmed that this so-called True Intent Sword Technique is indeed Master Jianzhen's inheritance."

Li Miao picked up his hand again, signaling Lu Wushuang to finish reading the blood book.

Lu Wushuang spent half an hour memorizing it, tried to move her *Qi*, performed a few moves according to the charts, closed her eyes and pondered for a while, but shook her head slowly.

"Master, I can't see anything else."

"In terms of internal energy, this thing is just an outstanding internal energy technique that points directly to the peak; in terms of moves, most of the Shaolin Seventy-Two Ultimate Techniques are more profound than this sword technique; in terms of tempering tendons and bones and tempering the mind, it is even more off the beaten path. Although the progress is fast, the foundation is not as good as any large school."

"I even feel... I don't know if it's my illusion..."

Lu Wushuang hesitated.

Li Miao waved his hand with a smile.

"Just say it, there's no one else here. If you say it wrong, can I eat you?"

"You'd better be able to eat me!"

Lu Wushuang slandered, and then continued.

"I feel, did that Japanese kid hide something... The moves and internal energy in this secret manual don't seem to match."

She held her palm like a knife and swung it a few times.

"Buddhist internal energy is neutral and peaceful, generally cultivating hard training and being upright and using strength to suppress people. His dual-sword technique is a fierce and brave path... The two can only be said not to hold each other back, but it's hard to say there's any benefit."

Li Miao smiled.

Although Lu Wushuang didn't see the clues hidden in this technique, just being able to understand this technique and judge its quality and omissions in half an hour showed talent far above An Ziyang, almost on par with Cao Hanyan.

"Xiao Anzi is good at finding people."

Li Miao said to himself, and said with a smile.

"You practice the moves of this sword technique from beginning to end again, but don't run its internal energy, try it with my *Qi*."

After saying that, he flicked his finger and passed a wisp of *Qi* into Lu Wushuang's body from a distance.

Lu Wushuang only felt this wisp of *Qi* enter her meridians, and it was like a living thing, starting to circulate on its own, even disrupting and reorganizing her own *Zhou Tian*, forming a more profound and peaceful *Qi* cycle.

"Strike!"

Before she could finish being shocked, she heard Li Miao's order, and instinctively started to strike according to Li Miao's command.

"*Mizu no Kamae*, *Ryusei Tsuigetsu*, *Katate-guruma*, *Inyo Hanten*, *Oborozuki-yo*, *Iwafune*..."

Lu Wushuang held her hands in a virtual grip, practicing sword technique in a square inch.

One sword move after another was slashed out.

Lu Wushuang's face became redder and redder, as if she were possessed, but her eyes became brighter and brighter, until the last move.

"*Niten Saiei*—*pfft! *"

Lu Wushuang's move was only half finished when she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, lost her strength, and her legs softened, ready to fall.

Li Miao raised his hand, and the protective *Qi* rolled her over and placed her in front of him.

Lu Wushuang's mouth and nose were bleeding, obviously suffering a not-so-light internal injury, but her expression was more and more excited, and she didn't care about adjusting her breath, sat up abruptly, and shouted.

"Master, I know!"

"You just established a *Zhou Tian* of Shaolin internal energy in my body, right!"

She pressed one hand on the blood book written by Miyoshi Ryota, wiped the corner of her mouth with the other hand, dipped it in her own blood, wiped all the handwriting on the blood book clean, and then pointed a few times on the little person representing the moves. ===== CHAPTER 553 =====