Longevity starts with inheriting a friend's legacy

Chapter 45 Someone from Zhongzhou is coming

"The true solution of the Flame Spirit?"

"Mu, how did you see these four words?" Fang Xu asked curiously.

In his eyes, there were just some complicated and messy patterns on the stone slab. He had studied it for two days and didn't find any words at all. How come Chu Mu saw four words as soon as he took over?

Chu Mu tilted his head and said, "These words are very naughty, appearing and disappearing, and now they are hiding under those pictures again."

Looking at her serious expression, Fang Xu found it a little unbelievable.

A broken stone slab, are the words on it alive?

Will you hide again?
what is this?
Unconvinced, he took the slate and stared at the patterns on it carefully, wanting to see if the "naughty words" that Chu Mu mentioned really existed.

However, even though he stared until his eyes were sore, he didn't see any words appear.

Got it!
This broken stone slab either doesn't recognize people, or I don't have enough understanding, anyway, I can't see anything on it.

"Brother Fang Xu, go eat. Let Mu record the words and pictures above first."

Chu Mu was obviously very happy to be able to help him. At least it proved that he was still useful and not just a burden.

"No hurry, let's talk about it after dinner." Taking the slate back from her hand, Fang Xu pushed the wheelchair directly into the yard.

The two sat opposite each other and after eating a simple meal, Fang Xu cleaned up the dishes, washed them, and then brought Chu Mu into the house.

He was practicing on the bed, while Chu Mu was concentrating on deciphering the skills on the stone slab.

At noon, Fang Xu woke up from his practice and found that there was a full piece of paper in front of Chu Mu, and another piece of paper in his hand was also mostly written.

The beautiful handwriting looked very neat. Fang Xu did not disturb her. He gently picked up the written paper and started to read it.

What Lu Zhiyuan said was correct. What was recorded on the stone tablet was indeed a cultivation method called "The True Explanation of the Flame Spirit". However, Fang Xu was not very clear about the grade of the method. He could only roughly tell that by practicing according to this method, he would eventually transform his strength into scorching flame qi.

Although he didn't quite understand these, according to the settings in some online games in his previous life, non-attribute attacks were definitely not as strong as attribute attacks.

"The True Explanation of the Flame Spirit" can transform the power in one's body into fire attribute, which is an incredible skill.

"Brother Fang Xu, it's done."

While looking at the words on the paper, Chu Mu had already copied down all the remaining words of Yan Ling Zhen Jie.

Taking over another piece of white paper, Fang Xu roughly estimated that the entire "True Explanation of the Flame Spirit" contained about five hundred words, and these words were extremely obscure and difficult to understand.

To put it simply, he recognizes each of these words when they are separated, but when they are put together, he has no idea what they mean.

"Ah, it's already noon!"

"Brother Fang Xu, take your time. Mu is going to cook."

After stretching, Chu Mu quickly turned his wheelchair to prepare lunch.

Fang Xu pushed her to the door, told her to be careful, and went back into the house to continue studying "The True Explanation of the Flame Spirit".

Chu Mu was able to recite the more than 500 words that he copied fluently, but he did not have any understanding at all.

Could it be that I have no chance to master this technique? Fang Xu couldn't help but think with some frustration.

Putting down the two pieces of white paper, he picked up the stone slab next to it and gently stroked the patterns on it.

I have always heard that martial artists need opportunity and understanding to practice.

The golden finger has been awakened, so there is no shortage of opportunities, but my understanding seems to be a little lacking.

hum!
Recalling the contents of "The True Explanation of the Flame Spirit" in his mind, Fang Xu gently stroked the stone slab with his hand. Suddenly, he felt the stone slab in his hand vibrate slightly.

Then, a large amount of fiery red light burst out from the stone slab, and words emitting flames swam in front of him, gradually forming the content of the entire "Yanling Zhenjie". Staring at those flaming words, Fang Xu could clearly feel that his own blood and energy were moving along a strange path.

At the same time, a lot of complicated information also flooded into his mind.

This information was like presenting this obscure martial arts technique in a simpler way before him, allowing Fang Xu to know the specific content of this martial arts technique at a glance.

"The True Explanation of the Flame Spirit" is divided into nine levels, and this stone slab only records the techniques of the first three levels.

Among them, the first level is "Flame Spirit Power"!
By cultivating the Flame Spirit Energy, one can transform one's strength into the attribute of fire. The energy will penetrate the body and can cause the enemy to suffer unbearable burning pain.

The second level is "Flame Spirit Fire", which uses the martial artist's energy to leave the body and launches terrifying physical flame attacks with terrifying power.

The third level seemed to require the help of some external objects to practice, and Fang Xu did not fully understand it for a while.

"Brother Fang Xu, it's time to eat."

Chu Mu's gentle voice sounded in the yard. Fang Xu immediately put down the stone slab in his hand, stood up and walked into the yard.

The days that followed were dull but fulfilling. During the day, besides accompanying Chu Mu for meals, he would occasionally push her out for a walk.

In the evening, I would massage her feet, and then do my daily practice.

During this period, Wang came once, but considering that Chu Mu lived in the next room, both of them tried their best to suppress their emotions and were somewhat reluctant to let go.

After some discussion, Wang suggested that Fang Xu should go to her house in the future so that the two of them would not have to endure such pain.

The peaceful life made Fang Xu a little dazed for a moment. It seemed that it would be nice to live like this.

However, it was not until half a month later that a group of people came to Fenglin Town.

On his way back from Zhiyuan Hall, Fang Xu saw with his own eyes a group of golden-armored warriors surrounding a shiny and luxurious carriage traveling on the streets of Fenglin Town. No matter whether they were the common people or the gold diggers from the hunting teams, they all hurriedly made way.

Because, if he is even slightly negligent, the leading golden-armored soldier will kill him with one sword!

In their eyes, human life is not human life at all, just like weeds on the roadside, which can be slaughtered and killed at will!
Standing in the crowd, Fang Xu looked from afar at the carriage with a black four-clawed dragon flag hanging on it.

That is the royal symbol.

The dynasties in this world also seem to believe in the theory of the Five Elements and Five Virtues. The Dayu Dynasty claims to be the virtue of water, and water is black. Therefore, the symbol of the Dayu royal family is the black dragon.

When the emperor travels, he would fly a five-clawed black dragon flag. The one in front of him, with a four-clawed black dragon flag flying, must be the prince of Dayu, or a prince or something like that.

Inside the carriage, a middle-aged man wearing a dark round-necked robe with gold patterns, with a white face and no beard, and narrow eyes, was holding a small fox in his arms. The fox's body was completely black without a single color.

Sitting next to him was a child who looked a little strange.

It is said to be strange because the child looks only eight or nine years old, but his face has a maturity and vicissitudes that are extremely inconsistent with his age.

Opposite the two of them was a middle-aged woman wearing a white silk embroidered dress, with her hair tied up in a bun and holding a jade flute.

Listening to the screams coming from outside the carriage, the middle-aged woman frowned slightly, looked at the middle-aged man who was stroking the little fox in his arms and said respectfully: "Seventh Prince, I'm afraid it's not good to slaughter the common people like this, right?"

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, and all his attention seemed to be on the little fox in his arms.

On the other hand, the strange child at the side smiled awkwardly: "Aunt Jin, why do you care about these lowly people?"

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman smiled and said, "You are joking, my Lord. They are also citizens of Dayu. They just retreated a little too slowly. Their crime is not punishable by death."

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged man in front of her knocked on the car window gently: "Sister Yunjin has spoken, asking them to restrain themselves."

The groom outside the door said respectfully: "Yes!"

　I feel a bit stressed after reading all the comments. I found that there were a lot of criticisms against the young author. Today, I suddenly received some encouragement from the great comment “Shall we go together next?”, who said that we should be tolerant. I felt a bit overwhelmed. Thank you so much. The young author will insist on writing this book no matter what!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)