The Cold President's Best Master

Lu Chong cleaned up his mood and continued to read the letter written to him by his master.

The letter said: "when Shifu was young, he broke his body too early, so that his internal skill cultivation remained at the seventh level and couldn't enter the eighth level. Shifu can't tell you any experience, but I thought about the eighth level for a long time and found that the key to cultivating the eighth level lies in the four words, the integration of yin and Yang. Slowly understand the true meaning of these four words..."

Lu Chong was stunned. Shifu told him before that he could not break his body before the eighth weight was fully cultivated, otherwise he could not enter the ninth weight, but he told himself about the integration of yin and Yang. Isn't this self contradiction?

He didn't quite understand, so he continued to look down.

His master's letter continued: "I've been looking for your parents over the years, but there's no trace. The only thing I can be sure is that their origin must be different, otherwise you can't become the unique pulse of Jiuyang. The Lu surname of Fan Yang is one of the five surnames and seven hopes in ancient times. It has flourished for thousands of years from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Song Dynasty. There are many side branches, some of them have developed in politics and business, and some may have achieved success in martial arts. Follow this clue There should still be hope. "

Lu Chong shook his head. He wouldn't look for it. At the beginning, his parents abandoned him, and all his family ties were cut off. His original relatives were his master, and now his relatives are his wife Jiang Xueqing.

The master's letter ended with: "Shifu was romantic in her early years. Naturally, I know that once your dragon control skill is practiced, even if you want to be Liu Xiahui, you will have many women involuntarily. Shifu won't expect you to be single-minded to Xueqing, but Shifu hopes you can put her in the first place, love and protect her, and don't let other women hurt her. Shifu was arrogant when she was young The world has offended many people. Some people haven't lost too much of their skills. They all hide and practice hard. When they come to me for revenge and find that I am dead, they may be angry with my descendants. I hope you can help me protect them so that Shifu can close his eyes in the spirit of heaven! Finally, there are some problems with this secret collection. You should be careful, but as long as you are my disciple , you should be able to think of ways to solve those problems! "

Lu Chong frowned slightly. What does Master mean by his last words? What's wrong with this secret collection?

He picked up the eighth internal mental skill and looked at it carefully.

After reading it several times, Lu Chong was surprised. On the surface, it seems to be related to the seventh center of gravity method, but the running direction of Zhenqi in the context is quite different, completely the opposite.

Is this what master said?

If this is a problematic internal mental skill, where is the real mental skill?

Lu Chong looked at the box again and again. There was no interlayer. There was only one mental skill.

Forget it, try it first.

He first took the letter to Jiang Xueqing and asked her to see it in another room.

In his room, he began to try to cultivate the eighth level of dragon power, trying to run the Dragon Qi along the meridians mentioned above.

Soon, Lu Chong felt the difference between the eighth weight skill and the previous seven weight skill. When he used to practice dragon control skill, he would also feel faint pain in all meridians, which was not strong. Once he stopped practicing, the feeling would disappear. But when he practiced the eighth weight skill, he felt strong and painful. When he was lucky, he suddenly felt blood all over his body When being pumped with water, a spiral cyclone is formed at the end of each meridian, and the sound of the cyclone can be heard from the eardrum.

Lu Chong felt terrible and immediately stopped the operation of true Qi. He wanted to stop and think about whether he wanted to practice this painful eight center of gravity method.

Hey, don't stick to cultivation or not. Let's browse this secret collection first.

Turning to the second page, Lu Chong was stunned, blank, not a word!

Page three, page four, page five, all the way to page nine, are blank!

That is to say, the nine paragraphs of the eighth Kung Fu have nothing except the first paragraph!

What the hell is Shifu doing? Wordless heavenly script?

Holding back his depression, disappointment and helplessness, Lu Chong carefully read the note again from beginning to end. Except for the part he had just practiced and a few scattered red ink at the top of the second page, other places were very clean.

Lu Chong focused all his attention on the two red ink marks. He stared at them for a long time and didn't see what it was. Could it be a red ink mark?

After all, he was an agent. He immediately reacted that master couldn't drop two ink marks on it for no reason. The ink definitely reflected something.

He hurriedly found a magnifying glass and looked carefully. It turned out to be two words, Xuejian!

Lu Chong suddenly remembered that his master had told him that there was a new achievement in modern espionage technology. On some invisible encrypted files, only the blood drops of specific people can show the text, and other methods don't work.

Shifu won't encrypt the eighth power method invisibly, will she?

Shifu was afraid that his old opponents would get the secret collection, so he did it like this. Once the secret collection fell into the hands of some people, Lu Chong's end would be terrible. Shifu was right to be cautious.

As for dripping blood, there is no problem. The long march has taken 33000, which is not bad.

Lu Chong took a pair of scissors from the table, disinfected them, and gently scratched his fingers, and the bright red blood came out.

He quickly pointed his index finger at the notebook and let the blood drip on it.

Strange to say, the first drop of blood on that page of notes should have only dyed a small piece of red. Who knows, in the blink of an eye, a whole page of paper turned red.

Lu Chong hurriedly bandaged the wound and put the knife away.

Then he respectfully held the note in his hand and looked at the blood stained page.

When the paper was dyed red, the original Flying cursive handwriting disappeared, replaced by another kind of neat regular script and several small pictures.

Lu Chong suddenly remembered that although the note had only nine pages, it felt like 90 pages of notes used by ordinary people. Each page was so thick. Was it all paper made of silk and iron tree bark?

However, the paper made of pure silk and iron bark is just tough and hard to damage. It is impossible to have such a magical ability to identify blood. What can be imagined is that master has done espionage work for many years before, and the latest espionage technology has helped him achieve this.

Lu Chong focused all his attention on the second red page. The red paper showed black handwriting. The combination of red and black was not very dazzling and looked very clear.