A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 536 The Inner Manual of Ape Strike Technique Acquired
Feng Yuxiu prided himself on never being a decent or good person.

His code of conduct includes never allowing himself to be wronged, and using any means necessary to achieve his goals.

I need to accomplish at least a few goals on this trip.

In his previous life, when he was fighting those martial arts masters, he would feign weakness and then launch a sneak attack when he was outmatched.

His weaponry has always been a weakness. In his previous life, when he found the weapon master Hong Ye, if Hong Ye hadn't been timid and dodged at the beginning, he would have been slashed by him immediately.

Half an hour later, Zhou Xiyu's face turned pale and blood dripped from the corners of his eyes.

He stood up and felt the loss of his physical strength, then walked to the offering table and struck the Taoist bell.

"That's good, now I can focus on making money. Actually, as a Taoist, my unique martial arts skills make it impossible to calm my mind... My thoughts are not clear... When I encounter unreasonable believers, I often want to roll up my sleeves and beat them up."

Feng Yuxiu turned and left.

Zhou Xiyu opened his mouth, a strange look flashing in his eyes, before he smiled and spoke.

"By the way... actually your needles are just average."

Feng Yuxiu stopped and turned around.

Zhou Xiyu smiled slightly, took a sudden step forward, his robes billowing, "My meridians are disordered. You'll know what it means to be all-encompassing when you reach the third stage of the Ape Strike Technique."

Feng Yuxiu's face darkened. He hadn't expected Zhou Xiyu to be even more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

"Forget it, benefactor. Without the use of firearms, you are no match for me now. I have been practicing the Ape Strike Technique since I was eight years old, and now I am thirty-eight, a full thirty years. I have devoted my whole life to this. You cannot possibly crush half a lifetime of my life in just a few years."

Feng Yuxiu took a few steps back. "You've been here all these years, haven't you?"

"Yes, benefactor, if you wish to continue crippling my martial arts that day, you may come at any time."

Zhou Xiyu was very happy. Over the years, he thought he was the only one left to inherit the Ape Strike Technique.

I didn't expect there were still people like that.

For so many years, in order to avoid betraying the teachings of his ancestors, he didn't even dare to talk to his girlfriend.

I'm afraid that if one's yin energy is excessive and one's yang energy is deficient, one might accidentally die. If that happens, how will one face the patriarch in the underworld?

Now things are fine; his mind is clear.

Although this kid has a rather sinister temper, he's a good prospect for martial arts.

He sensed the aura of the Nine Dragons Combining from those flying needles; this kid already has the makings of a grandmaster who can establish his own sect.

To be a master, one must have a deeper understanding of a martial art and be able to develop another martial art based on it.

Only in this way can one create a unique martial arts manual that can be taught to a specific region.

Of course, if Feng Yuxiu could cripple his martial arts, it would mean that he had become a grandmaster.

In all his years, he had never seen a living master.

Feng Yuxiu turned and walked out.

As darkness fell, silence gradually descended.

After the Taoist priests finished their meal, they began chanting scriptures. Zhou Xiyu ate very slowly and carefully.

After finishing his meal, he turned and walked towards the side room.

Although we live in a modern society, the dojo is similar to ancient times in terms of everything except for the bedding.

Of course, this doesn't include the lighting inside the dojo.

He plans to buy a TV tomorrow; a Taoist priest is not a Buddhist monk, so he must follow strict rules and regulations.

As a Taoist of this new school, he is just like any other normal person, except that his only requirement is that one must have attained enlightenment over many years.

The next morning at six o'clock, several Taoist priests who were up early to do their morning prayers opened the door.

Feng Yuxiu stood at the entrance of the dojo, holding a bag of soy milk in one hand and a steamed bun in the other.

He changed his plans and decided not to go after Xu Baishun and Gao Cheng. As a martial arts fanatic, even after being reborn, his goals remained pure.

“Esteemed benefactor, it is not yet time to offer incense. We usually do it at nine in the morning.”

The young Taoist priest began to explain on his own.

"No need, I know your Taoist priest, we're old acquaintances."

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu casually threw the trash he had finished eating into the little Taoist's winnowing basket, clapped his hands, and went inside.

He went straight into Zhou Xiyu's room.

At this moment, Zhou Xiyu was squatting on the steps, eating a bowl of porridge. In the backyard, there were also chickens, ducks, and a black dog.

He paused for a moment when he saw Feng Yuxiu walking over.

Give me the operating instructions for the Ape Strike Technique.

Zhou Xiyu quickly finished a bowl of porridge. "It's simple. You just need to burn incense for me for a month. Anyway, this mental cultivation method is useless without practice. Only you in this world can use it. Keeping it will only make it usable as toilet paper sooner or later."

Feng Yuxiu smiled. "I'm informing you, not asking for your opinion."

Zhou Xiyu frowned. "You can't beat me, and you can't take it away even if you try."

Feng Yuxiu took out an ID card from his pocket and threw it over.

Zhou Xiyu took it and his pupils contracted. He suddenly stood up, somewhat incredulous.

"you!"

His tension lasted for a minute before he relaxed and looked calmly at Feng Yuxiu. "Even if your certificate is real, what reason do you have? From the beginning, you never intended to expose the Ape Strike Technique. In this era, if such a rapid-fire technique is discovered, neither of us will have a good ending."

Feng Yuxiu smiled and said, "You're an ordinary person. You need to eat, drink, and relieve yourself. Do you think I'd shut you down for feudal superstition and fraud? Maybe I'd get you sentenced to a few years in prison."

Zhou Xiyu smiled slightly, "I'm in a good mood. You have no excuse. This is a world governed by law."

Feng Yuxiu sneered, "Fraud? Should I call that woman back from yesterday? Three hundred yuan is almost several months' salary for her. As for feudal superstition... guess whether you'll believe me or you?"

Zhou Xiyu remained silent for a moment, straightened his Taoist robe, turned and went inside. When he came out, he was holding a copy of the Tao Te Ching, with a piece of paper tucked inside the first page.

"This is the operational route. Following this route will lead to the third stage, which took me thirty years."

This thing won't be effective unless you practice it for decades. Trying to learn it in your twenties... is too late.

Feng Yuxiu didn't even look at it, "Where's the Night Ape?"

Zhou Xiyu smiled and said, "That thing is too uncertain and a headache. I only look at it and don't touch it. I don't have any either."

Feng Yuxiu took it, glanced at it, and said, "It's fake."

Zhou Xiyu was stunned. "How could it be fake? I've practiced this for thirty years."

Feng Yuxiu threw it on the ground, "It's fake."

"This was passed down from our ancestor!"

There was water on the ground from when he washed his face and brushed his teeth. This piece of paper was torn from an old book, and it would be ruined once it got wet.

Feng Yuxiu was faster than Zhou Xiyu, grabbing it first and stuffing it into his pocket.

"gone."

Zhou Xiyu stared blankly at Feng Yuxiu's retreating figure. Both times, Feng Yuxiu had been testing him to see if he had just made up the technique on the spot.

"This kid really doesn't look like he's in his twenties. He seems so mature."

Feng Yuxiu took the cultivation manual and first checked into a hotel, then spent the entire night studying it.

After memorizing everything by the early hours of the morning, he used a lighter to burn the entire manual.

If Zhou Xiyu saw this, he would be heartbroken. Putting aside the cultivation technique, the calligraphy itself is an antique.

(End of this chapter)