fifth form

When the monks gathered together, they would talk about "lecturing on the Dharma" and "discussing the Tao".

What Zhang Xuezhou and others are doing at this time involves this category.

Except for Rong Tianding, who was confused after hearing this, and could only immerse himself in the stimulation of the acupoints caused by the insertion of the silver needle into the body, the remaining three people each spoke their own words.

Zheng Wukong moved a large number of bamboo slips, while Chunyu Tiying took out the extremely thick silk cloth from the bag with a solemn expression, and Zhang Xuezhou marked some strange characters on the Hsinchu slips.

Whenever Zheng Wukong and Chunyu Tiying had an argument about something difficult to resolve, Zhang Xuezhou was always able to correct or even point out one party's oversights in time, which allowed the three to continue discussing medicine.

"I don't understand, I don't understand..."

Rong Tianding muttered something in his mouth.

At this time, he took off his shirt and pants, and had thousands of tiny silver needles inserted into his body, like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body.

These silver needles look scary, but as long as they are accurately positioned, they won't cause much pain to Rong Tianding.

On the contrary, with the stimulation of some silver needles, Rong Tianding finally felt the small acupoints that Zhang Xuezhou once mentioned.

This is a perception that one can only have when one has entered an extremely subtle realm, but it is demonstrated through medical skills.

Through piercing and changing needles, Rong Tianding also tried his best to form his own body memory.

He finally understood why Zhang Xuezhou used this 'cruel' method to help. But if he used other methods of reciting and physically sensing the acupoints, Rong Tianding felt that he might not be able to do it in his life.

"The monsters have fewer acupoints, so it is much easier than humans to use the acupoints to produce changes." Zheng Wukong pinched his beard and said: "If we humans can understand these hundreds of thousands of apertures, there will be almost no transformation techniques among them." Exhausted!"

"I heard that there are great monks who possess the art of transformation of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques, and can have thousands of transformations," Chunyu Tiying said: "What you and I are thinking about today, the predecessors have already thought about it, and even completed it!"

"Is the transformation technique of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong also formed after intensive study of hundreds of thousands of orifices?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously: "If it can change, it seems that it is not limited to the body's countervailing power?"

"The art of change still belongs to the category of confrontation. The ability brought by change is more about avoiding disasters." Zheng Wukong said: "If you have the ability to attack hard, will you still use change as a cover?"

"That won't happen!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

Whether it is the art of evasion, the ultimate physical art of Brother Tathagata, or the art of transformation of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Techniques mentioned by Chunyu Tiying, each of these techniques has its own uniqueness, but each of them is defensive, just because each has its own unique characteristics. Different and move toward distinctive abilities.

"Who in this world is proficient in the Eight-nine Mysterious Kung Fu?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with great interest.

"In the past, during the Shang Dynasty, there was an ape demon guard who was good at using this technique. Not only was his body indestructible, but he also had many transformations." Chun Yutiying said: "However, there was also a general named Yang Jian in the Zhou Dynasty, who was also proficient in the eight or nine mysteries. During the battle between the two armies, this demon fought fiercely. In the end, the latter's acupoints were more complete, which led to the victory. Since then, few people have heard of anyone who has this kind of transformation technique!"

"How can the techniques derived from these hundreds of thousands of orifices be so easy to learn?" Zheng Wukong pinched his beard and said with a smile: "There are only a few people who can achieve it in the same era. It is normal that no one has learned it in hundreds of years."

"That's true." Chunyu Tiying nodded and said, "Anyone who can push these techniques to the top is a hero of a generation. Not to mention rare in thousands of years, it is rare to cultivate them."

"I'm glad that our ancestor didn't do any acupoint-connecting techniques, otherwise we might not be able to eat this food today!"

Zheng Wukong shook his head repeatedly.

To be able to reach their level, Zheng Wukong and others' qualifications are already one in a million.

But if you want to master the techniques derived from the hundreds of thousands of orifices until you reach perfection, that kind of qualification may take hundreds of years to select one, which is far more than what they have.

The technique is very good, but this technique will waste countless years of their lives.

Unless someone is extremely talented, Zheng Wukong and others will not think that anyone can use this type of technique normally.

He and Chunyu Ti lingered for a while, and inevitably turned their attention to Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding. Zhang Xuezhou was there with a thoughtful look on his face, and from time to time he took a pen to scribble on the bamboo slips.

Rong Tianding, on the other hand, occasionally gritted his teeth for a while, and occasionally closed his eyes and muttered in low voice.

"Do you have any extraordinary skills?" Zheng Wukong asked, "Do you still want your cousin to practice it?"

"I have a method related to acupuncture points. If you practice it well, you can go without eating for several days. If you go deeper and more detailed, you may be able to starve for a longer time." Zhang Xuezhou raised his head and replied: "If you want to learn it, I can teach you. .”

"My biggest wish when I was a child was to be able to eat normally in this life, instead of not having to eat." Zheng Wukong shook his head and refused: "Your magic will destroy all my wishes!"

"Why do you always use these excuses? If you can't learn it, you can't learn it!"

Chunyu Tiying smiled and said that Zheng Wukong's wish was false, and it might be true only if he failed to learn.

"Well, can I learn it?"

A timid voice came, which made Zhang Xuezhou turn around and look at Yi Yan, whose personality was almost split into two forms.

"Oh, what are you doing here, mother-in-law? I'm not even wearing any clothes. What are you looking at?" Rong Tianding shouted.

"I've seen a lot of men, but your body is not the prettiest," Yi Yan seriously commented, "You are not convex where you should be, and you are not concave where you should be. Your muscles, bones, and flesh develop more horizontally. If you don't pay attention to restraint, , you will become fat like a pig in the future!"

"You are just as fat as a pig. You are not convex where you should be, and you are not concave where you should be!"

If it weren't for the thousands of silver needles inserted into his body, Rong Tianding felt that he would have to fight with this fake-faced girl right now.

He yelled a few words, and when Zhang Xuezhou started to lecture on Bigu Technique, Rong Tianding calmed down and listened.

The complex relationships between various acupoints were told from Zhang Xuezhou's mouth, and were accompanied from time to time by Zhang Xuezhou's withdrawal of needles, and Zheng Wukong's cooperation with the insertion and withdrawal of needles.

"Can you really starve?" Chunyu Tiying asked after Zhang Xuezhou's explanation slowed down a bit.

"I must be very hungry, and it is easy to get started with this method." Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile: "It is possible to achieve initial operation by pricking acupuncture points with silver needles, but to maintain the flow of this magic power to the body's instinct, it requires years of practice. Sustain it.”

"How long can I stay hungry for a long time?" Chunyu Tiying asked.

"You should hold on for a quarter of an hour longer than when normal hunger strikes," Zhang Xuezhou thought after thinking, "It's roughly equivalent to drinking an extra glass of water when you're hungry!"

"I'm not interested anymore!"

After asking clearly, Chunyu Ti stopped thinking about asking Zhang Xuezhou for the secret of fasting.

"Um, may I ask how long you can endure hunger if you practice to the highest level?"

"I don't know how long you can endure hunger at the highest level," Zhang Xuezhou shook his head repeatedly.

"If you really want to experience Bigu, just take a dose of Bigu Powder." Zheng Wukong said with a headache: "Don't waste your limited time on things that can be solved with money!"

"But students feel..."

"Feelings are not important. What is important is to learn the real skills, not the skills that can be easily replaced!"

Obviously, except for Rong Tianding who could study with Zhang Xuezhou wholeheartedly, it would be difficult for others to continue practicing even if Zhang Xuezhou was willing to teach.

Even Yi Yan, who was very interested in Bigu Jue, had to nod his head in agreement under Zheng Wukong's advice.