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Chapter 292 How do you know my Holy Sect's techniques?

Upon hearing this, Han Tiange's expression immediately changed. Although he couldn't completely trust Chen Zhan, the situation was beyond his control, and the five of them working together definitely couldn't defeat Chen Zhan.

If Chen Zhan were to reveal the appearance and whereabouts of the five men, there would be an endless manhunt and no peace.

The imperial court had zero tolerance for the demonic sects, and was far more ruthless towards them than towards the martial arts practitioners in the towns at the foot of the mountain.

If Chen Zhan could truly join the Holy Cult, even if it was just a pretense, it would be better than turning against them.

“It’s the Holy Sect!” said the woman in green beside Han Tiange.

"Haha, whatever, then let's go with the Holy Church." Chen Zhan laughed as he rushed into the temple.

Seeing Chen Zhan's expression, the group exchanged glances and quickly followed.

Inside the dilapidated temple.

Chen Zhan sat down with an imposing air. He wasn't masked, but half his face was charred black under his hood, making him look somewhat terrifying in the campfire.

"What is it, Your Excellency?" Han Tiange asked directly.

"No rush." ​​Chen Zhan's gaze fell on Yan Tieshi, his tone tinged with regret: "The kung fu you used just now was interesting, but it was practiced in a haphazard way, with scattered qi and blood, and impure strength. You wasted your foundation in external martial arts."

Yan Tieshi, already humiliated and enraged by being forced back earlier, widened his eyes upon hearing this, pointing at Chen Zhan and roaring:
"Nonsense! I practice the 'Mysterious Yang Blood Forging Technique,' a secret technique passed down by my Holy Sect. It is a supreme cultivation method personally created by the Mysterious Yang Holy Lord. How could it be something that is neither fish nor fowl?"

"The Profound Yang Blood Forging Technique?"

"The name is quite fitting; it must be an incomplete copy, right?"

Chen Zhan could sense that, in terms of martial arts skill, Yan Tieshi's internal strength was not even up to par, but his physique had already surpassed most masters of internal strength.

In the martial arts world of the Republic of China, physical strength was mostly innate. Those with superhuman strength like Wang Ziping could improve their external skills by leaps and bounds in a day. Those who were slightly weaker could also improve their physical strength with some old and powerful medicines, but only to a slight extent.

It's impossible to fatten up a skinny person into a burly man.

But things are different in the Ming Dynasty. As far as he knows, there are many rare and precious materials in the world, and it is possible to improve one's physique.

Yan Tieshi was born with a broad back and a strong waist, possessing a top-tier physique. He also cultivated some external martial arts techniques related to qi and blood. Although he is currently unable to fully condense his qi and blood to fight enemies, ordinary innate masters may not be his match.

When Chen Zhan mentioned the incomplete manuscript, the others immediately widened their eyes.

"How did you know?" Yan Tieshi's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock.

Han Tiange also looked at Chen Zhan, his expression solemn.

The Profound Yang Blood Forging Technique is the Holy Sect's top-tier cultivation method. Unfortunately, the complete technique was destroyed when the righteous path besieged the Holy Sect a hundred years ago. Now, only the incomplete lower half remains, and no one in the sect can master it to its full potential.

This matter is extremely secretive, and outsiders could never possibly know about it except for the core members of the sect.

“I suspect that if you had the complete technique, you wouldn’t have only practiced it to this level. You’ve put the cart before the horse,” Chen Zhan said.

Everyone was silent.

After a moment, Yan Tieshi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "That's right, this is indeed an incomplete version. A hundred years ago, when the righteous sects besieged Blackwood Cliff, most of the Holy Sect's cultivation techniques were burned, and the only elder who cultivated this technique was also killed, so..."

The siege of Blackwood Cliff was no secret. A century is neither a short nor a long time, and all the sects in the martial arts world with a bit of history knew about it.

Han Tiange recalled what Chen Zhan said when he fought Yan Tieshi and suddenly asked, "You just used 'Eight Extremes Small Frame, Mountain Crashing Stance', do you also know the 'Mysterious Yang Blood Forging Technique'?"

Chen Zhan shook his head: "I've never heard of any 'Mysterious Yang Blood Forging Technique,' but I know a little about the powerful techniques and blood circulation in your boxing stance. It's just that you've practiced this incomplete technique in the wrong way."

He paused, then continued, "Internal martial arts. If I'm not mistaken, in the second half of your training, there are two methods for cultivating internal strength: one is to cultivate the internal organs and bone marrow, and the other is to cultivate the external muscles, bones, and skin."

"That's right, where did you get this secret technique from the Holy Church???"

Yan Tieshi was completely bewildered. Chen Zhan had guessed perfectly; there were indeed two training methods, one internal and one external.

"That's right, you're using two different training methods, cultivating them simultaneously, right?"

“That’s right. One is internal training, and the other is external training. When the internal and external are combined, one will naturally be invincible! It’s just that the martial arts left by the Holy Lord are profound. I have been practicing for more than ten years and I have only grasped some of the basics.”

After Yan Tieshi finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Please give me some guidance, sir!"

Chen Zhan smiled and said, "The first half of the general outline is incomplete, yet you still dare to practice it. Fortunately, the second half of the technique is flawless, and you have a special physique, otherwise it wouldn't just be a matter of slow progress."

"There's nothing mysterious about it. Just focus on one thing. Your physique is suited for external training. Focus on external training, and you can master it in three to five years. After that, switch to internal training. In less than two years, you will be able to cultivate both internal and external skills and master the technique."

"However, the first half of the technique may contain some secrets, but that remains to be seen. I have never heard of this technique before. Perhaps all martial arts in the world have something in common."

Internal and external martial arts, when practiced to the end, do indeed share the same origin.

Ultimately, it's about strengthening one's qi and blood to kill the enemy with minimal cost. "Is it really that simple?"

Yan Tieshi stared at Chen Zhan, his face full of disbelief. He had been studying the "Mysterious Yang Blood Forging Technique" for more than ten years, but his progress was slow due to the constraints of practicing both internal and external techniques. None of the elders in the sect could understand it. Now, Chen Zhan actually said that he only needed to focus on one technique to achieve mastery. How could he not be shocked?

"Is what you say true, sir?" Yan Tieshi took half a step forward, his tone urgent, his tiger-like eyes full of expectation.

"Believe it or not," Chen Zhan said calmly, leaning against a pillar in the dilapidated temple. "I have no reason to lie to you. Your physique is that of a prodigy in external martial arts, but you have been held back by an incomplete manual."

Seeing this, Han Tiange frowned slightly. She knew that Yan Tieshi was straightforward and honest, and now that he had been persuaded by Chen Zhan, he would most likely listen to this person and specialize in one discipline.

However, this person's origins are unknown, and he overheard the sect's secrets, so it's hard to say whether he's an enemy or a friend.

She stepped forward and blocked Yan Tieshi's way: "Since you understand the profound mysteries of my Holy Sect's techniques and helped me at Guangyuan Temple, what exactly do you want to do?"
Chen Zhan nodded, no longer hiding anything: "I need the Buddha's Relic to heal my injuries, how about we cooperate?"

Han Tiange stared intently at Chen Zhan, and it was clear that Chen Zhan had indeed heard everything clearly.

"Since you look down on our martial arts, why seek cooperation at all? Wouldn't it be better to seize the relic yourself?"

“You’re right, we really didn’t expect you to seize the relic,” Chen Zhan said with a smile.

"Hmph, if that's how it is." Before she could finish speaking, Chen Zhan continued, "Did Left Envoy Han sneak into Guangyuan Temple at night just to determine the location of the relics? I doubt it."

Han Tiange and the other four were all shocked, staring at Chen Zhan in horror.

The four of them didn't reveal the true secret of the relic.

"What's the meaning?"

"The meaning is simple. Determining where the relic is is naturally one of the purposes, but the main purpose is to determine whether the secret of the relic has been deciphered by the old monk Xuan Kong, right?"

"How do you know! You're a member of the Nanyang Holy Church!?!"

Han Tiange was about to make a move as soon as he finished speaking.

Chen Zhan didn't understand what she was saying at all, but he moved and instantly burst out with his qi and blood. The qi and blood, which was like a thin mist, covered his whole body. He took a step and covered several feet. Before Han Tiange could make a move, Chen Zhan pressed his acupoints.

"If I really wanted to kill you, would I need to say all this to you? What Nanyang Holy Sect? Your demonic sect has several branches?"

Once Han Tiange calmed down, he realized that Chen Zhan couldn't possibly be a member of the Nanyang Holy Sect; otherwise, they wouldn't have been discussing it, but rather fighting to the death.

"Then how do you know the secret of the relics? Only the higher-ups of our Holy Church know about this."

"To be honest, I really don't know how to unlock the secret of the relic, otherwise why would I want to cooperate with you? But any smart person should know that obtaining the relic is only the first step!"

"This thing has been circulating in the martial arts world for hundreds of years, with all sorts of rumors about it, such as its ability to restore life and health, regenerate flesh and bone, help people break through barriers, greatly increase their power, and prolong their lifespan."

"If this thing were a pill, it would have been consumed long ago. The reason it is still circulating must be because of some obstacle that is difficult to overcome."

"Am i right?"

Chen Zhan's perspective differed from that of other people in the martial arts world; he had seen many stories of treasures being passed down.

What?! 'The Dragon-Slaying Saber, commanding the world!'

Or various secret manuals and techniques, which would make one invincible.

People in the martial arts world are all fighting over it, but no one has ever thought that if obtaining it would make one invincible, this thing would still be circulating.
Chen Zhan said he needed to heal his wounds, and there was no need for explanation. His exposed skin showed that some of the muscle tissue had been carbonized. This was after nearly two months of recovery; otherwise, it would have looked even more terrifying.

"Good! Now that you have the relic, I can help you heal your wounds."

“But the rest of the relics belong to our Holy Church,” Han Tiange said.

“We can discuss it, but you should tell me first what’s inside the relic,” Chen Zhan said.

"Left Envoy Han!" the woman in white exclaimed. "The relic is a supreme treasure of the Holy Sect. How can it be given to an outsider so easily?"

"if not?"

Han Tiange turned to look at her, his tone grave, "With our strength, we can't even deal with Xuan Kong and the other two, let alone other martial arts practitioners and the Nanyang clique who are eyeing us."

"If we cannot complete the cultivation method, our Persian lineage will sooner or later be swallowed up by those madmen in Southeast Asia. Will the tragedy of a hundred years ago be repeated?"

The mention of the Nanyang Holy Church caused everyone's faces to darken.

Chen Zhan sat down again, waiting for Han Tiange to continue.

"Hehe, what's so embarrassing about this? The Holy Church has long lost its former glory, why bother with pretense of status?"

(End of this chapter)