The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Almost three days have passed since Fang Xun left.

The island in the middle of the lake outside Xiayi Town is now extremely lively compared to before.

Everyone in the room spoke freely, sharing their inspirations, and occasionally picking up a secret book to look up. The atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Everyone no longer had the resistance they had three days ago; once they got into the state, they immersed themselves wholeheartedly in the deduction of the technique.

Some people originally held on to a lucky break, thinking they should be able to independently create the basic skills Fang Xun required.

But only after actually putting it into practice did I feel the difficulty.

If we talk about an introductory internal martial arts technique, each of them can create a lot of them at will.

But Fang Xun's requirements were extremely demanding.

In general, the goal is to enable groups who are not suitable for martial arts training, such as children aged four or five and elderly people in their seventies and eighties, to successfully develop internal strength.

Furthermore, in order to avoid practitioners' lack of common sense, it is also necessary to ensure that they will not go astray by random practice, and it must be extremely easy to subsequently switch to practicing other internal skills.

All these requirements combined suddenly multiplied the difficulty of achieving success.

When these Yangshen Grand Masters on the scene realized that they were not capable of doing it on their own, they took the initiative to communicate their inspiration with others.

This is a martial arts conference. Otherwise, if it were a different time and place, Jiangnan wouldn't be able to gather so many Yangshen Grandmasters together.

It was daybreak, and most people in the square were still energetic despite having not slept the whole night.

At this time, a small black dot suddenly appeared in the sky, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, and slowly the outline of a wooden kite appeared from far away. It was Fang Xun and his four companions who had returned from Yingdong Valley.

With a swish, the wooden kite landed steadily on the ground, and a large amount of air rose and spread across the ground with a whistling sound.

boom--

The dull thud of a heavy object falling to the ground woke up the group of immersed Yangshen Grandmasters, and they all looked towards the source of the sound.

Fang Xun and three others jumped off the wooden kite, carrying three heavy boxes.

At first glance, he saw that not only Leng Sanfan and the leaders of the 85 Jiangnan martial arts sects were present, but also Qiao Zhengyang, Qiao Qingquan and other masters who lived in Xiayi Town were there.

"Four of you are back. Is everything going well?"

Qiao Zhengyang immediately walked up to the four people and greeted them, which made the others look over inquiringly.

They all knew that Fang Xun, Hui Ku and the other three had left to look for the leader Wuchang. Now seeing that the four people who had returned looked in good spirits, they all had guesses in their minds.

Sure enough, they heard Fang Xun say with a smile: "Things are going well, but it is hard to explain in a few words, so let Master Huiku explain it to you all."

Hui Ku clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I have accomplished my mission. Hui Ming was finally killed, and the list of the Impermanence Organization was found and handed over to the Six Gates by Donor Fang. I can finally give you an explanation."

Although they already had guesses in their minds, when they heard that Huiming, also known as the Jiangnan Poison King Mo Hanxing, was really dead, everyone's hearts were still in turmoil.

This is a master who is only one step away from Zhenwu and can cross that hurdle at any time!

However, when they thought of Zhenwu, everyone looked at Bai Qingmeng silently again, feeling that it was unexpected yet reasonable.

No matter how strong Mo Hanxing is, he is not yet a Zhenwu land immortal, so he is bound to suffer defeat when facing Bai Qingmeng.

Everyone listened to Hui Ku's story with a look of deep sorrow on their faces.

And when Hui Ku finished explaining the whole story, it was strange to see that everyone in the room was holding a secret book and talking freely with each other.

"Donors, what are you doing?"

Qiao Zhengyang immediately smiled and answered his doubts: "Marquis Lin Chuan wanted to create a book called "Basic Internal Skills" to make it easier for all the people in the world to learn martial arts.

Besides, it is a rare opportunity for so many masters to gather together, and they are all willing to contribute their own martial arts secrets, so that everyone can freely exchange their insights. How can Qiao miss such a good opportunity? "

He was also extremely surprised when he learned of Fang Xun's purpose, but he quickly figured out the reason.

Not only him, but also a number of enlightened masters and Yin Shen masters who lived in seclusion in Xiayi Town joined in.

The square suddenly grew from 86 people to hundreds of people, making it much more lively.

After three days of communication, Qiao Zhengyang felt that he had benefited greatly, and even clearly felt that the bottleneck between him and the Zhenwu Realm was becoming increasingly fragile.

After hearing this, Hui Ku and Xin Yan looked at Fang Xun with admiration. "Amitabha, Mr. Fang is willing to open the door of convenience for the people of the world. I admire you very much. This should be counted as our share!"

In his opinion, if Fang Xun's "Basic Kung Fu" is really effective, then countless ordinary people in the world who have never had the chance to learn martial arts in their entire lives will also have the opportunity to get started!
In addition to aptitude and physique, what actually limits the number of warriors is cultural level and resources.

Most of the introductory exercises in the world require one to first learn some very basic knowledge such as human meridians, acupoints, and true qi.

Nowadays, not everyone has the opportunity to learn to read and write.

It is very difficult for an illiterate person to master even a simple introductory technique. In fact, most of the techniques may even harm the body if practiced forcibly.

If this "Basic Internal Skill" is really successfully developed, the threshold for martial artists to enter the martial arts world will be lowered a lot.

As long as you ensure a continuous supply of daily food and perform the exercises over and over again every day, even if you cannot generate energy in a short period of time, you can still strengthen your body and increase your energy and blood.

In other words, even the lowest-level farmers who cannot read a single word can practice this technique without any barriers, which is equivalent to opening a door to martial arts for countless people.

Fang Xun was so amused and embarrassed by their admiration and praise that he quickly explained.

"Thank you for your compliments, I am just trying to cooperate with the elementary school system introduced two years ago so that the children in the fiefdom can start school earlier."

This is only the superficial purpose. The real purpose is to improve the talent pool under the royal palace while also increasing the average strength of the warriors.

The "Supreme Humanity Skill" practiced by Yu Jiaolong, the more people under her command, the stronger her warriors will be, the more support she will receive from the people, and the stronger the "power of all people" she can summon will be!
This inheritance of the Human Emperor was specially prepared for the Human Lord. After practicing it, Yu Jiaolong benefited greatly from it. Her aura became more and more unfathomable. Although her strength improvement speed could not be compared with Fang Xun's, it was also rare in the world.

Of course, these reasons are not enough to be explained to outsiders.

After hearing what Fang Xun said, Qiao Zhengyang shook his head and said, "No matter what the original intention of the Marquis is, the technique will surely spread across the world after it is released, and countless people will benefit from it. The Marquis deserves this praise."

Fang Xun smiled and said no more. He turned around and opened the three large boxes at his feet. He saw that they were full of books, which made Qiao Zhengyang immediately have some guesses in his mind.

"these are?"

Fang Xun said, "They are all martial arts books found in Yingdong Valley. Mo Hanxing's collection is quite rich."

Qiao Zhengyang's eyes lit up: "I want to see the martial arts collected by the Poison King!"

Before Fang Xun's rise, the four strongest people in Jiangnan were Xiao Qirong, Tan Chongtian, Qiao Zhengyang and Mo Hanxing.

Although Qiao Zhengyang and Mo Hanxing did not have a very close relationship, as masters of the same name, they had known each other for a long time. Of course, he was also interested in each other's martial arts.

He immediately ordered three large boxes of martial arts secrets to be taken out and placed on a bookshelf that had been specially moved to the square so that anyone in the venue could observe.

"Please do as you please. I haven't finished my morning lessons yet."

After Fang Xun said this with a smile, he directly chose an empty corner and sat cross-legged.

Qiao Zhengyang, Hui Ku and Xin Yan all nodded and did not disturb each other.

Everyone has their own habits. Fang Xun usually uses meditation to move the meridians instead of sleeping. As for the bed, it is just a tool for having sex.

If you sit in meditation for a few hours, you will be full of energy and can go without sleep for ten days.

Hui Ku, Xin Yan and Qiao Zhengyang ignored him and rejoined the conversation in the square.

What surprised everyone was that Bai Qingmeng also joined in. He did not have the airs of a Zhenwu master at all. He just shared his own insights with others in a serious manner and put forward some of his own opinions on "Basic Internal Power".

This immediately made everyone flattered, and then they were overjoyed, especially Hui Ku and Qiao Zhengyang, the two great masters who were only one step away from the threshold of Zhenwu, and they couldn't wait to talk to him.

When one's martial arts has reached their level, if one wants to go further, hard training and meditation are no longer of much use. What is more important is traveling and gaining insights in the hope of a flash of inspiration.

It is rare to see so many Yangshen Grand Masters gathered together, and a Zhenwu land immortal has also joined in.

Many people only felt that their inspiration was flowing, and they felt that their own skills had actually improved through this kind of communication. Although it was subtle, it made people ecstatic.

These Yangshen Grandmasters have not felt any noticeable progress for a long time.

Originally they were forced to participate by Fang Xun, but now all their reluctance has disappeared. Even if they are driven away, they might still stay.

Everyone in the field was getting into the mood. While they were talking freely and thinking hard, Fang Xun, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, immersed in the martial arts hall.

Looking at the name of Emperor Shitian on the fifth door, Fang Xun smiled and pushed the door open.

"I've left you alone for more than two months. It's time to send you off!" (End of this chapter)