Orluros
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2.0 M
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It turned out that what was recorded within this jade slip was actually a method for tempering divine sense—the “Guiding the Spirit”! Divine sense is a unique ability possessed by those at the intermediate stage of Qi Refining, and is basically something every Qi Refiner can use. But as one of the most fundamental skills, it is much like acupoint manipulation in martial arts, with each practitioner having their own techniques. As the saying goes, “The cat has its path, the mouse has its…-
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Zhang Xiaohua saw the shopkeeper’s indifference and didn’t take it to heart. He asked: “I remember there used to be a weapons shop here selling swords and sabers about five years ago. Why can’t I find it now?” “Oh?” The plump, fair shopkeeper was surprised and said: “There was a weapons shop here five years ago. Have you been here before? Are you looking for that blacksmith for something?” Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed upon hearing this and said: “May I ask, where is that blacksmith…
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A plain carriage drawn by a black steed jingled as it rolled out of the east gate of Pingyang City. It looked no different from any other vehicle setting out on a long journey. The only thing that drew a second glance was the mule walking alongside the horse. Seated atop the carriage, holding the reins, was not a seasoned old coachman weathered by wind and frost, nor was it a brawny, imposing man in the prime of his life. Instead, it was a thin young man. His appearance was completely ordinary—so much…
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Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, then immediately embarrassed, and said: "Why do we need to remove the clothes?" Nie Qianyu smiled and said: "I heard that the acupoint-sealing techniques in the martial world are always passed down from master to disciple, or between husband and wife, but never between masters and disciples of the opposite sex. That’s because these acupoints are the hardest to recognize, and sometimes you need to remove the clothes to truly see them clearly." "Oh, I…
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Morning light filtered through the forest. Birds called softly, their songs lingering over crumbling walls and ruined courtyards. Moss mottled the old trees. In the sunlight, two groups of people stood facing one another, inside and outside the yard, each gripping their own weapons. “Minister Min.” The small courtyard’s gate leaned askew. At the entrance, a figure on horseback—wearing a dark-green outer robe with leather armor beneath—flung back his cloak, dismounted, and walked into the…
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Bees fluttered as they landed upon the morning glories climbing the fence wall. In the courtyard, the old tree gently swayed its branches beneath the midday sun; the shifting patches of light reflected in the water jar wavered and danced. From the kitchen opposite came the steady, upright sound of someone speaking. “Though this old man is but modestly known in Fushui County, every young lord and woman in the city knows my name. In those years, I even set up on the street and called out to…
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The interior of the carriage was quite spacious. On one side stood a finely crafted table, atop which rested an exquisite and costly tea set. Inside the lower drawers were all kinds of sweets. In his youth, Zhou Nuchang had lived in dire poverty, and though he now held great power, his desire for the things he had once longed for yet could not obtain remained strong. Now over twenty years of age and in a position of authority, he retained an intense fondness for sweet things. Everyone among the…-
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The sound of rain whispered and pattered; the downpour grew heavier and heavier. Boundless moisture drifted and circulated as it fell from the skies, yet for some unknown reason, it remained ever so calm. It was as if the murderous aura and killing intent sensed by Zhou Nuchang were merely an illusion—there was instead a sense of vast emptiness, as though the one they faced was not a person, but this very Heaven and Earth itself. Formless and intangible, yet vast, majestic, and boundlessly…
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473.0 K • Ongoing
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As long as it has a direct connection to the Immortal Dao, things become much easier. Who is Zhang Xiaohua? He is a cultivator of the Immortal Dao. Although the first few manuals on acupoint pressing were rather superficial, they were, after all, explained from the perspective of martial arts. In Zhang Xiaohua’s eyes, they were somewhat a case of knowing the form but not the reason behind it. Yet, this true secret manual—so incomparably obscure in the eyes of martial artists—was, to Zhang Xiaohua,…
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Zhang Xiaohua’s guess was indeed correct; it was precisely the forbidden ground that He Tianshu had pointed out to him earlier. At this moment, the white mist in the forbidden ground was still as thick as ever, completely blocking all vision. Even Zhang Xiaohua’s divine sense could only penetrate the outer edge, unable to see anything clearly within. By now, Zhang Xiaohua already knew that the white mist before him was merely a manifestation protecting the restriction. As long as the restriction…
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