Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 247 The Qi of Nanhua, News

According to the widely known legends, the mysterious Nan Hua Lao Xian disappeared after giving Zhang Jiao a few books.

There shouldn't be many things that were actually caused by him; we can't attribute Zhang Jiao's actions to him.

I wonder how this old immortal managed to mold a certain original text into his own symbol within the dragon vein.

Perhaps he did other things back then, but many of those stories have been lost over the past thousand years.

But no matter what, the power brought by the original text of the Old Immortal of Nanhua is indeed very... magical.

Chu Tianshu reached out and pried off a small piece of the wire mesh surrounding the corner of the roof.

With a slight tremor of his wrist, the wires were severed as if by a knife or scissors, and the wire mesh, about half the size of a palm, fell completely into his hand.

"Nanhua, the true solution!"

Chu Tianshu channeled his extra power, and a faint blue-green light emanated from between his mouth and nose as he inhaled into the barbed wire fence.

On the barbed wire, a few tiny white specks of light inexplicably rose up and were inhaled by Chu Tianshu.

Originally, perhaps because it was painted black, there were only a few rust spots on this wire mesh.

Now, this barbed wire, about half the size of a palm, is covered in red rust at a visible speed.

Even the rust spots look less fresh, giving them a dull and fragile appearance.

Chu Tianshu exhaled again, and the fine white light spots were blown back onto the barbed wire.

The rust, as if it had seeped back into the wire, made it strong and tough again.

This is the power of the Nan Hua True Scripture; its effect seems to be singular: refining primordial energy!
It is not like an evil spirit that can only extract the vital energy of living beings, nor can it only extract the vital energy of magical artifacts and spirit objects.

Rather, it can extract the essence from even the ubiquitous water, stones, and steel.

If you hold half a glass of water in your hand and extract the vital energy from it, the whole glass of water will feel very empty.

Even if you drink this water again, you won't feel like your body is replenishing its fluids.

After the vital energy of a fist-sized stone is extracted, the stone will be like it has undergone long-term weathering, barely maintaining its shape. If it falls from a height of a few centimeters onto a table, it will shatter into pieces.

The barbed wire we just encountered was relatively lucky.

After half a night of pondering, Chu Tianshu had become proficient enough to refine and return the essence.

"This ability is really unscientific."

Chu Tianshu went to school from a young age, and his understanding of the structure of matter was based on molecules and atoms.

From this perspective, it's really hard to explain why water, which is still water, appears empty and ineffective after its vital energy is extracted.

Fortunately, the annotations of the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor also contain some principles of magic that are completely incomprehensible.

In addition, his bloodline had seen spirits and deities, granting him inexplicable supernatural powers.

Chu Tianshu has a good ability to accept the original texts he now possesses.

First, understand how to use it and what it's used for. As for the specific principles, we can study them later when we have the opportunity.

In a flash, Chu Tianshu took another breath.

The light spots on the barbed wire mesh flew out again, covered in rust.

This time, when Chu Tianshu blew, he didn't blow the light back, but instead blew out a wisp of white light.

The already rusted wire was instantly pulverized when the white light swept across it.

The thin white light, as fine as a hair, flew more than ten meters through the air before disappearing without a trace.

Not bad.

The extracted vital energy can be returned normally, allowing things to be restored to their original state as much as possible.

But it can also be returned roughly, destroying what has already been damaged.

Moreover, when the vital energy extracted from the same type of things is used to destroy that type of thing, the effect is surprisingly good.

It is even more effective than Chu Tianshu using internal force to destroy external objects.

Unfortunately, despite his repeated attempts, he was still unable to integrate the externally extracted vital energy into his own internal strength.

At most, they can only be mixed together for a short period of time, just like gasoline and sand mixed together, where the sand actually does not dissolve in the oil.

Let's call the primordial energy extracted from the True Explanation of Nanhua "Nanhua Primordial Energy".

No matter what it is extracted from, the Nan Hua Yuan Qi is incompatible with internal energy, as if they are fundamentally different.

Even if it only resides in the physical body, over time, it can feel like the body is out of balance.

This may be due to the complexity of the human body.

Chu Tianshu once tried to infuse the vital energy from a stone into the Three-Seven Divine Sword.

Although the Three-Seven Divine Sword could not absorb everything, it successfully absorbed a small portion of it.

It wasn't stored away like telekinesis; instead, it was truly absorbed into the sword, increasing its strength.

This performance clearly has an advantage over the human body.

If the techniques Zhang Jiao learned from the Old Immortal of Nanhua had similar effects.

During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, even if everyone was only carrying wooden sticks and farm tools, as long as they added soil, stones, and spiritual energy, the strength would be increased.

At that time, the quality of the Yellow Turban Army's cold weapons must have shocked the imperial court.

Armed with farm tools, he could clash with swords coming from the imperial iron smelting furnace...

A crudely made bow from bamboo and wood, once drawn by a brave warrior, is no less powerful than the best bows in the imperial court…

Unfortunately, there are probably not many people who have mastered this technique.

With just Zhang Jiao and his few companions, how much production could they possibly generate? They couldn't use it to strengthen themselves, so it wasn't a long-term solution.

Chu Tianshu made a grasping motion with his palm, and some yellowish-brown specks of light emerged from the concrete beneath his feet. He then slowly pressed his palm down, returning the specks of light to their original position.

With every turn of his hand, he was pondering how to integrate the Nan Hua True Explanation into his original techniques.

"Hey!!"

Huo Ming carried two bowls of porridge to the courtyard, jumped from the ground, and leaped onto the roof.

The porridge swayed slightly, breaking the film on the surface and releasing a fragrant aroma.

Chu Tianshu woke up and casually took a bowl. The porridge was quite thick, but the rice grains weren't cooked to the point of being completely mushy and tasteless.

"Did they put sugar in the porridge?"

Chu Tianshu smacked his lips for a moment, "The amount of sugar is just right."

Huo Ming said, "Didn't you say that the patients would have a better appetite this morning and could eat some nutritious food?"

"I figured that since I've just recovered from a serious illness, it's not appropriate for me to eat meat, so I thought of adding some sugar to this porridge."

Chu Tianshu gave a thumbs-up as he drank.

Huo Ming added, "I was just making a suggestion; I didn't cook the porridge."

“Last night, I saw that Yuan Li’s psychological defenses had been broken down. We struck while the iron was hot and dug out almost everything he knew.”

"Including the spells that stole the original text, and the actual strength they developed in the capital."

Although Huo Ming had stayed up all night, his mental exhilaration completely outweighed his physical exhaustion.

"Several pieces of information, though not related to the Five Witches Cult, are extremely important."

"First, the Cao family purchased a batch of Renault tanks from abroad, in order to prevent the tanks from being easily killed by the sorcerers through clever tactics when they went into battle."

"The Cao family sent the sorcerers they recruited to assist the Five Witches Cult members in carving talismans inside every tank."

"It's difficult to invade the soul or disturb the music; it's quite a tricky situation."

Chu Tianshu asked doubtfully, "This isn't something to be happy about, is it?"

The Renault tank is not considered a heavy tank in the world today, weighing only about seven tons.

But compared to mortal humans, a seven-ton steel weapon is terrifying enough.

Moreover, the design concept of the Renault tank was a milestone, with a flexible gun barrel that could be rotated manually.

When the Beiyang Army selected drivers, they would definitely choose elites with a background in martial arts.

The presence of such troops on the battlefield would undoubtedly present a formidable challenge.

"Know yourself and know your enemy. At least we know this information now, which is much better than when we knew nothing at all, isn't it?"

Huo Ming took a sip of porridge and said, "Moreover, several of these tanks were sent to Liaodong."

"When Cao Bokun killed the Japanese in Liaodong, he discovered the Japanese's plans for Liaodong. Every word and sentence showed that they regarded Liaodong as something they could easily take. Cao was not angry but happy."

"He adopted the Japanese idea and intended to take advantage of the industrial development in Liaodong to compete with Japan for war contracts around the world."

Cao Bokun was a rough man with a roguish air, but he had a good eye and would grab anything good he saw.

He's used to taking other people's work, making slight modifications, and then claiming it as his own invention.

"But the intelligence we had before mainly believed that Liaodong's advantages lay in steel, coal, soybeans, and so on. We never imagined that they had already reached the level of being able to replicate tanks."

Huo Ming let out a long sigh, his expression quite complicated.

He clearly wanted to be happy.

Just thinking about it, the Cao family and the Han government are bound to have a war, since Liaodong is still in Cao Bokun's hands.

This makes it impossible to be happy without the burden.

"Back when Lao Yu and I followed the governor and traveled abroad, we saw a lot of news, especially about the development of weapons, which was both shocking and enviable."

"The Renault tank was only put into testing at the beginning of the year, and now someone in China has actually managed to get his hands on it and is even trying to copy it."

Huo Mingdao said, "If it were a few years earlier, when we still had hope for a president from the Beiyang clique, we would probably have just been happy to hear this news."

Chu Tianshu patted him on the shoulder.

Huo Ming didn't need any comforting; he had already started laughing on his own.

"Fortunately, our Han government is not entirely useless. The production of hand grenades in our various regions has now surpassed that of the Cao family."

Chu Tianshu couldn't help but laugh.

The enemy has tanks, I have grenades.

Huo Ming continued, "There's another piece of news from Jiangdong."

"It's hard to say whether the younger brother of the Sun family in Jiangdong has obtained the original text, but the elder brother has clearly obtained it, and he died young."

Chu Tianshu pondered, "That Sun Ce who was wounded by the assassin and died from his injuries?"

Huo Ming nodded.

When Sun Ce died, he was only in his twenties. He had already swept across Jiangdong and dominated the region. He was even preparing to march north during the Battle of Guandu.

According to records related to the dragon vein, although he was injured by the assassin, he might not have died.

"However, at that time there was a sorcerer named Yu Ji in Jiangdong, who was very famous. Whenever he appeared, all the civil and military officials of Jiangdong would bow to him. Even if Sun Ce stopped him, it would not have much effect."

"Even Sun Ce's mother wanted him to cure Sun Ce's illness. Sun Ce accused Yu Ji of spreading heresy and killed him in anger. Later, he was disturbed by Yu Ji's magic and died because of it."

When Sun Ce was in Jiangdong, he repeatedly killed powerful clansmen and refused to give too much leeway to the local gentry. Instead, he made an example of them to deter others.

However, he still employed many local people as civil and military officials under his command.

Just as he was wounded by the assassin, Yu Ji, a figure revered by both his civil and military officials, appeared before him with an air of nonchalance.

It's hard to imagine Sun Ce not overthinking this.

Chu Tianshu said, "Could it be that the Cao family can send Yu Ji to Jiangdong?"

"Learning from history, the Sun brothers wouldn't have allowed an outsider like Yu Ji to cultivate such a large network of connections, would they?"

Huo Ming's expression was subtle.

"The Cao family..."

Huo Mingdao said, "They sent people to find Yu Ji's grave and used Yu Ji's remains to curse Sun Ce's successor to the original text."

Chu Tianshu paused for a moment, holding the bowl in his hand, and looked out of the city.

Speaking of which, Guanlin Temple outside the city can also be considered a cemetery.

Yuan Li and his group went there to dig up Guan Yu's original texts.

Hey, is the Cao family addicted to digging up graves?!
(End of this chapter)