The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 552 Information, Passivity

"Uh--"

Lu Wushuang reacted quickly, changing her tug to a pat, dusting off the rice powder stuck to her collar, and putting on a surprised look.

"Really, sir!"

Li Miao seemed oblivious, casually spreading the blood-written manual on the ground in front of him and beckoning to Lu Wushuang.

"Take a look, can you see any clues?"

Lu Wushuang sighed inwardly, took a few steps forward, composed herself, and carefully examined the words and pictures on the blood-written letter. After just one glance, she let out a soft exclamation.

"Are the names of the acupoints listed here... all the names used by Buddhist sects in Central China?"

Li Miao nodded with a smile.

"That's right. It's a good thing that the Japanese like to write foreign words exactly as they are, otherwise I wouldn't be able to understand them either."

He pointed to the blood-written letter.

“Look at this word, crown chakra.”

"This term refers to the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head. Taoists call it the upper dantian or the Niwan Palace, while secular schools call it the crown of the head, the Baijue acupoint, or the Kunlun peak. Only Buddhists call it the crown wheel or the crown of the head. Moreover, judging from the shape of the characters, it is the way that was commonly used in the time of Master Jianzhen."

"With both sides corroborating each other, it can be confirmed that this so-called original sword technique is indeed the inheritance of Master Jianzhen."

Li Miao picked up his hand again, gesturing for Lu Wushuang to finish reading the blood letter first.

Lu Wushuang spent half an hour memorizing it, then tried to circulate his true energy and perform a few moves according to the diagram. After pondering for a while with his eyes closed, he slowly shook his head.

"Sir, I can't see anything else."

"In terms of internal strength, this thing is just an outstanding internal strength that leads directly to the top; in terms of moves, most of the Shaolin Seventy-Two Arts are more impressive than this sword technique; in terms of tempering the body and mind, it is a bit of a 'sword-wielding' approach. Although the progress is fast, its foundation is not as good as any major sect."

"I even feel... I don't know if it's just my imagination..."

Lu Wushuang hesitated for a moment.

Li Miao smiled and waved his hand.

"Go ahead and say it. There's no one else around. What are you going to do to me if I say something wrong?"

"You'd better just eat me!"

Lu Wushuang muttered a curse to himself before continuing.

"I have a feeling that the Japanese kid is hiding something... The moves and internal energy in this manual don't seem to match."

She clenched her palms like knives and swung them a few times.

“Buddhist internal martial arts are generally balanced and peaceful, and usually involve external training to overpower others with brute force. His double-sword technique, however, is a brave and fierce approach... The two can only be said to be mutually supportive, but it is hard to say that they complement each other.”

Li Miao smiled.

Although Lu Wushuang did not see the hidden clues in this technique, he was able to thoroughly understand it and judge its quality and flaws in just half an hour. His talent far surpassed that of An Ziyang and was almost on par with Cao Hanyan.

"Xiao Anzi certainly knows how to find people."

Li Miao thought to himself, then said with a smile.

"Practice this sword technique again from beginning to end, but don't use its internal energy. Try using my true energy instead."

After saying that, he flicked his finger and sent a wisp of true energy into Lu Wushuang's body.

Lu Wushuang felt that after this wisp of true energy entered her meridians, it began to circulate on its own as if it were a living thing, even disrupting and reorganizing her own internal energy circulation to form a more profound and peaceful true energy cycle.

"Take action!"

Before she could finish being shocked, she heard Li Miao give an order and instinctively began to make her move according to Li Miao's command.

"Water Structure, Meteor Chasing the Moon, One-Handed Car, Yin and Yang Reversal, Obscure Moon Night, Iwafune..."

Lu Wushuang loosely clenched his fists, practicing his swordsmanship within a small space.

One sword strike after another was unleashed.

Lu Wushuang's face grew increasingly red, as if she had gone mad, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter until the very last move.

"Two days of sunbathing—poof!"

Lu Wushuang was halfway through his move when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He suddenly lost all strength and his legs gave way, and he was about to fall.

Li Miao raised his hand and summoned his protective inner energy, which swept the object over and placed it in front of him.

Blood was seeping from Lu Wushuang's mouth and nose, clearly indicating that he had suffered serious internal injuries. However, he became increasingly excited and, without bothering to regulate his breathing, suddenly sat up and shouted.

"My lord, I understand!"

"You just established a complete cycle of Shaolin internal energy within my body, didn't you!"

She pressed one hand on the blood-written letter by Miyoshi Ryota, and with the other hand, she wiped her mouth, dipped it in her own blood, and used it to erase all the writing on the letter. Then she tapped the little figures representing the moves several times. One tap for each move, and when she had finished tapping all the figures and looked up to take in the entire picture, she finally let out a long sigh.

"I see!"

"The internal energy cultivation of this swordsmanship is not important at all; what matters is the technique."

"This is a message left by Master Jianzhen for the younger generation of Shaolin!"

"Only those who practice the direct lineage of Shaolin internal martial arts can obtain this information!"

Lu Wushuang looked up and saw Li Miao smiling without saying a word, as if encouraging her to continue, so she continued speaking.

"The mismatch between the moves and the internal strength is itself a reminder."

"Remind those who obtain the manual that there is something strange about this sword technique. Once they discover something strange, they will naturally practice it. But if they practice it using internal energy from outside Shaolin, they will not be able to discover anything."

"But if the person practicing is practicing the direct lineage of Shaolin internal energy, they will suffer a qi deviation."

She reached out and touched a small figure, leaving a bloodstain.

“With each move, a specific acupoint will be injured and become painful.”

"This is the message left behind by Master Jianzhen!"

Li Miao smiled and nodded, agreeing with her statement.

But Lu Wushuang was not satisfied with that and continued to bite her lower lip as she looked at Li Miao.

"My lord should have already seen through these things, but there is still one thing I don't understand... What's the use of just pointing out a few acupoints? And why did you assert that collecting all four sword techniques would be enough to heal your injuries?"

Li Miao said with a smile.

"Take another look at the distribution of these acupoints."

Lu Wushuang was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

"The Ren and Du meridians, and the three Yin meridians of the hand!"

"The eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve regular meridians—these acupoints account for exactly 41%! That's why you said three more are needed. Therefore, we need to collect all four of the original sword techniques to obtain the true information left by Master Jianzhen!"

"But how do you determine that Master Jianzhen's information will resolve the seed that Bodhidharma left in you?"

Li Miao smiled and shook his head.

"Feel."

"Uh?"

Lu Wushuang choked for a moment; she hadn't expected Li Miao to give such an unreliable answer.

Li Miao noticed her surprise and said with a smile.

"You'll understand when you cultivate your spiritual power to the point of reaching the realm of a celestial being."

"All right."

He clapped his hands.

"Now that we've finished talking about business, it's time to eat."

"Get some rest. We'll set off for Toshodai-ji Temple tomorrow morning."

Lu Wushuang nodded, glanced at the blood on his front, sighed, and stood up.

"My lord, I'm going to change my clothes. I won't disturb your rest any longer."

Li Miao waved his hand without looking up while eating.

Lu Wushuang turned around and walked to the door. She pushed the door open and was about to leave when she suddenly heard Li Miao say behind her.

"Little Deer, your cooking is quite good."

"Hey."

Lu Wushuang turned her head sharply and responded with delight.

"Also..."

Li Miao picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks, chewed it, and smiled at Lu Wushuang, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"I don't like being passive."

Lu Wushuang's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she stammered a few words before quickly turning around and pushing open the door to leave.

Li Miao's laughter came from behind, and she pushed her to cover her face and quickly left.

(End of this chapter)