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Chapter 61: Martial Arts Planning

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Since he had made his decision, Wu Chengyu no longer hesitated.

There was still some Black Jade Bone-Healing Ointment left from the last batch, enough for Wu Zhengliang to recover his legs.

Wu Chengyu brought the ointment back to the Discussion Hall again. Earlier, Wu Zhengliang had spoken with him about the past, quite excited, with all sorts of instructions and deep affection. Originally exhausted, he was now unwilling to rest. When Wu Chengyu knocked and entered, he was looking at the account book, his brow deeply furrowed.

"Chengyu, why are you back again? Do you have some question?"

"Fourth Uncle, Chengyu came for your legs. I never expected that to avenge my father, you would suffer such torment."

Wu Zhengliang laughed heartily. Feeling the junior's concern, his mood lightened, and he actually felt a bit of heroic spirit.

"Haha, I grew up with your father since childhood; we were like brothers of flesh and blood. Since he met with misfortune, I must naturally avenge him."

"Moreover, it's not just for him, but also for other brothers who died. Our Wu Family has never been one to take a beating without striking back."

"Let alone breaking two legs, even if it meant risking our lives, what of it? If it were your father, he would surely be the same as me. Xiao Ershiyi, don't worry about Fourth Uncle."

"Fourth Uncle may have trouble walking, but he can still do things. At least he can shelter you from wind and rain for another ten years."

Wu Chengyu felt moved in his heart and placed the Black Jade Bone-Healing Ointment before Wu Zhengliang.

"My nephew's journey leaving Peach Blossom Island was also rough; my left leg was also broken. But Fourth Uncle, look at me now—I walk as usual, leap about freely, and my left leg is as good as new."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Chengyu leapt lightly before Wu Zhengliang, did two consecutive somersaults in midair, and landed steadily on the ground.

"Fourth Uncle, now that I am like this, can you tell that I almost became a lifelong cripple?"

Wu Zhengliang narrowed his eyes, carefully examined Wu Chengyu's left leg, then looked up and asked.

"Tell Fourth Uncle, how did your leg break? Do you have enemies? Fourth Uncle may be crippled, but he won't stand by and watch his own nephew be bullied."

Wu Chengyu didn't expect Wu Zhengliang to first care about why he was injured. His heart warmed slightly. True relatives don't care what you get; they care what you've been through.

But Wu Chengyu didn't want to tell Wu Zhengliang the truth. The Wu Family couldn't afford to offend Huang Yaoshi. In the future, to settle grievances with Huang Yaoshi, he could only rely on himself.

"It's not that my nephew intends to hide it; the circumstances are complicated. When my nephew comes of age, he will handle it himself."

"Forget it. Everyone has their own secrets. It's fine if you don't want to say. As long as you're fine now, that's best. But never forget that you have elders watching over you behind you. When you need the elders' help, don't stand on ceremony."

Having said that, Wu Zhengliang picked up the Black Jade Bone-Healing Ointment before him, smelled it, and asked, "Your leg recovered like this, relying on this ointment?"

"That's right. This medicine is called Black Jade Bone-Healing Ointment, a miraculous medicine for bone injuries. Any injury to the sinews and bones has miraculous effect. Those injured within ten years can fully recover with this medicine; those over ten years can still walk daily. Fourth Uncle's leg has been injured for five years; he will surely recover."

"Where did you get this medicine? Since there is such a miraculous medicine, I'm afraid not just anyone can possess it."

"Fourth Uncle, rest assured. After my leg was injured, I was saved by an old Daoist. This medicine and the prescription were given to me by him. This old Daoist has already passed away peacefully. Only I have this medicine in the world; there will be no future trouble."

The origin of the Black Jade Bone-Healing Ointment could only be attributed to Mo Laodao. Even other things Wu Chengyu possessed were said to come from Mo Laodao.

After speaking, Wu Chengyu also handed the prescription to Wu Zhengliang.

"You're giving me the prescription too? Such a miraculous medicine cannot be casually shared with others."

"If I don't trust Fourth Uncle, who can I trust? No matter how miraculous this medicine is, it's just a prescription in the end. Besides treating bone injuries, it's of no use to others. And such a thing can only take effect in Fourth Uncle's hands. Fourth Uncle must accept it; perhaps it can help our Third House."

Hearing that it could help the Third House, Wu Zhengliang understood Wu Chengyu's intentions and no longer refused.

"Let me try this medicine first. If it truly has miraculous effect, I'll give it to your other two uncles. No matter the final result, I'll credit you with a merit, Chengyu."

"However, to outsiders, keep it sealed tight. Good things always attract covetousness. I need to think carefully about how to use it."

After applying the medicine for Wu Zhengliang, Wu Chengyu took his leave and departed. With the Black Jade Bone-Healing Ointment, Wu Zhengliang's legs would recover in a few months. This could be considered repaying some kindness to his father Wu Zhengkang.

At this time, Wu Chengyu's thoughts were simple: repay kindness with kindness, avenge grudges with vengeance. The previous body's tragic fate all started with a gust of wind. Although the bandits were mostly suppressed, the bandit chief was still alive. Wu Zhengkang's revenge was not yet complete. Naturally, Wu Chengyu, who inherited everything from the previous body, would end it.

In the Martial World, martial arts are the foundation. The expert who rescued the bandit chief of the gust of wind was certainly not ordinary. Wu Chengyu was now even more urgent about improving his own cultivation.

Martial arts training is not achieved overnight. Now with the Ox and Horse Stake, he could achieve Great Accomplishment within five years. There were also other martial arts from the bamboo slips and others, all to be put on Wu Chengyu's agenda. But the Ox and Horse Stake was only external skill. In the Jin Yong World, except for the late low-martial era, Inner Force is the foundation.

Wu Chengyu's Bipol Heart Technique was modified by the bamboo slips into the Bipol Wave Heart Technique. Although it was already an excellent basic heart technique, with the characteristics of Taoist heart techniques, in nourishing life, accumulating Inner Force, and laying foundations, it was certainly not inferior to the Quanquan Heart Technique.

Alas, the more such a heart technique was, the slower the cultivation speed would not be too fast. Moreover, the nature of the Inner Force was too upright and peaceful, without unique power. Relying on this heart technique to become a Yipin Gaoshou would probably require ten or twenty years of cultivation. Time waits for no one.

There were not many advanced martial arts in the Jin Daxia World. Tracing upward was the Tianlong period, such as the martial arts inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect.

The Xiaoyao Sect was far away in Tianshan. Xi Xia also had part of Li Qiushui's inheritance. Long ago, it was probably already extinct.

Whether Tianshan or Xi Xia, both were thousands of li from Gusu. Wu Chengyu had only returned from Gushan to Gusu, and along the way he repeatedly encountered danger. Wanting to rely on his own strength to cross thousands of li to search for ruins that might have already disappeared was, at least for now, impossible.

And in the era he was now in, besides the Five Absolutes having their own inheritance, the topmost were nothing more than Nine Yin and Nine Yang.

Part of the Nine Yin Manual was in Gumu. Now Li Mochou's master was still alive. The Quanquan Sect also regarded Gumu as a forbidden area, strictly guarded, and extremely difficult to approach.

That pool that could lead to Gumu through the underground waterway was in the vast Zhongnan Mountain. How difficult it would be to find it! Even if trying one after another, before finding it, he would probably be discovered by the Quanquan Sect. It was far from as easy as described in other fanfictions.

The other part, the lower volume, was in the hands of Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng. Now they had escaped from Peach Blossom Island not long ago and were hiding everywhere. They had to make a name for themselves as the Black Wind Twin Demons before thinking of how to snatch it back.

The upper volume was in the hands of Lao Wantong. It wouldn't be long before he would break into Peach Blossom Island. One level for over ten years. Wu Chengyu did not want to go back now.

As for the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Douzhu Seng was definitely a top expert. Some said Douzhu Seng was Xu Zhu, but after all it was just speculation without proof. Wu Chengyu was more willing to believe he was from the same period as Wang Zhongyang. Now he was probably not dead yet. Whether the Qieleng Jing recorded the Nine Yang Divine Skill was still unknown.

Now Shaolin Temple was closed to the temple, and ordinary people could not enter. Even if, like other fanfictions, disguising as pilgrims and scattering merit money everywhere to enter the Sutra Pavilion and copy Buddhist scriptures, the result would be finding that the four volumes of the Sanskrit version of the Qieleng Jing had nothing in them. See if you wouldn't be stunned.

So the Nine Yang Divine Skill should not be fantasized about in the short term.

Most importantly, Zhongnan Mountain was in Shaanxi, and Shaolin Mountain was in Henan. These two places were not places the current Wu Chengyu could go to at will.

Yesterday I wrote over eight thousand characters in total, of which over four thousand were revising the previous plot. Now chapters 51-55 can be said to be heavily revised. I let Bai Xian'er's later characters appear early, and then deleted some of the protagonist's daydreams.

Those interested can look back.

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