Human Martial Venerable: Starting from the Synthesis Technique

Chapter 86 Cultivating Yuan Magnetic

"Shouldn't we choose a more formal time?"

"Young Master Feng is joking. My Taoist's magic is nothing special. After learning the incantation, you only need to take Yuan Magnetic Water once a day."

Master Huanglong looked utterly helpless.

I felt like my hat-throwing technique was some kind of top-level martial art.

Does one have to burn incense and bathe before practicing?

Feng Xiu nodded, "That's fine then."

"Young Master Feng, there are some things I must say upfront. The extraordinary technique has flaws. Although it is not fatal or has any hidden dangers when practiced, it still presents some challenges."

Master Huanglong then gave a lengthy and earnest explanation.

Feng Xiu knew that practicing extraordinary techniques had side effects.

However, this side effect is not fatal. The magical technique is just an alternative to enhance his strength, with the suppression of his own martial arts power.

So I didn't pay much attention to it.

Then, Master Huanglong summoned a guard, ordered a pot of tea and a small knife.

Use a knife to scrape off a layer of fine powder from the magnet and put it into a teacup.

He then poured some herbal tea over it, shook it slightly, and handed it to Feng Xiu.

"Drink it."

Feng Xiu took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Upon swallowing the Yuanci Tea, a metallic rusty taste rushed straight to my head, and the flavor was both fishy and astringent."

It would take a while for the magnetic force to take effect, so Master Huanglong moved two more chairs and sat down.

Place a small piece of magnet, about the size of your palm, on the table.

He pulled out a yellowed ancient book from his chest, and when he unfolded it, it was covered with tiny characters.

He then recited a passage outlining the essential principles of spiritual practice.

"Use your mind to attract magnets, use your spirit to control things. Iron and stone have a spirit, heaven and earth are the furnace, and wherever your thoughts go, all things follow."

The Yuan Magnetic Technique and the Method of Gathering Mouth Determination are integrated into one, and are divided into four levels: Stagnation, Throwing, Spinning, and Speed.

Its effects are also very simple: stay airborne, throw, spin, and accelerate.

The formula is long, but not obscure, although it does have elements of martial arts dantian and the three meridians of Ren, Du, and Chong.

But it's completely different from qi and blood.

About fifteen minutes later.

Feng Xiucai memorized it and then closed his eyes slightly.

Following the instructions, I focused my mind and tried to feel the faint magnetic force within my body.

Aside from the rusty smell, I didn't feel anything in my body, except for a buzzing in my head.

Master Huanglong glanced at Feng Xiu, who was meditating with his eyes closed, smiled, and gave him another reminder.

"Young Master Feng, do not try to experience it through martial arts methods in the initial stage."

The flow of the mental energy within the body was chaotic and disordered, with no discernible pattern.

If Huanglong Zhenren hadn't demonstrated his strength beforehand, Feng Xiuzhen would have thought he was lying to him.

"The intention precedes the thought; left and right rotations all originate from the heart. Driven by the spirit, hold fast to the void, as swift as a flying wheel, as slow as a swimming fish."

Seeing that Feng Xiu was struggling to find the key, Master Huanglong became extremely patient.

The aged voice carried words that could calm the mind and reach Feng Xiu's ears.

Feng Xiu paused, seemingly lost in thought, and began to mutter to himself.

The silent recitation and the intentional guidance of Master Huanglong seemed to form a peculiar power.

It restrains the thoughts that are constantly surging within the body.

Feng Xiu calmed down and focused his mind to carefully feel the lodestone on the table.

The feeling of heaviness and weight is everywhere.

Suddenly, a slight movement occurred in his dantian, and the magnet trembled slightly.

A faint, hazy mass of air, as if born from nothingness, was slowly gathering.

It is clearly distinct from the overwhelming force.

This cloud of energy was extremely small and faint; it was impossible to detect without careful observation.

Feng Xiu suddenly opened his eyes.

"Got it?"

Feng Xiu nodded, a surge of joy in his heart.

[Included: Magnetic Magic Technique (Beginner Level, Spirit +5)]

The moment the faint gas cloud condensed.

The mental strength displayed on the panel began to surge!

It gradually stopped at 5 o'clock, 6 o'clock, 7 o'clock, and finally at 10 o'clock!

【Spirit: 28】

In an instant, Feng Xiu felt a sense of complete control emanating from within him, gently washing over him.

Mental strength is different from other attributes in the four dimensions that can be observed by the naked eye.

However, once a breakthrough is achieved, the progress is almost meteoric!

If agility symbolizes physical speed, then mental strength represents neural reflexes!

And other factors that allow for more precise and nuanced central control!

Feng Xiu looked extremely surprised and looked down at his hands.

The power of this miraculous technique is indeed well-deserved. "Thank you for imparting the Dharma, Master." Feng Xiu steadied his mind and bowed respectfully to Master Huanglong.

"It's nothing."

Master Huanglong nodded and smiled, no longer wanting to stand on ceremony, and said, "From now on, swallow the Yuan Magnetic Powder with water every day and cultivate in conjunction with the incantation." He handed over the magnet on the table, "When cultivating, use your spirit to sense this Yuan Magnetic block and try to make it move."

"If you can make it float in the air for a quarter of an hour, you'll have mastered the first level of magical arts."

"The rest can be worked out slowly."

Feng Xiu nodded; the Yuan Magnetic Technique was indeed not difficult.

"Young Master Feng, is there anything else you wish to ask?" Master Huanglong asked again.

Feng Xiu pondered for a moment, "May I ask, Master, did you create this Yuan Magnetic Technique yourself?"

"I suppose so. I just filled in some incantations for concentrating the mind," the old man said softly.

"When I was young, I cultivated Taoism, which damaged my foundation and weakened my vital energy. But you are different. Your vital energy is strong. Given time, you may not be able to break through to the fourth level."

Finally, he said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiu instantly felt relieved and somewhat at ease.

The Yuan Magnetic Technique is said to be a completely different path from martial arts, borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

However, this kind of magical technique is inseparable from one's foundation of qi and blood.

"Master, is it necessary to use a magnetic cap as the medium for releasing this Yuan Magnetic Technique?"

To be honest, this is what Feng Xiu is most confused about.

Since the iron hat is essentially made of magnetite, wouldn't it be better to use a sword, knife, or other lethal weapon?

Being fixated on the hat seems to deviate somewhat from the original intention.

Feng Xiu also gained some understanding of the primordial magnetic power within his body.

Ultimately, it's simply about using the mind to activate a magnet.

Could it be that wearing a hat on your head makes communication easier?

"No, that's not it. It's just that a rounded magnetic cap is easier to control. Besides, I've never learned any martial arts techniques."

Master Huanglong had anticipated that Fengxiu would ask this question, and answered frankly.

Feng Xiu suddenly realized that this time he didn't try to come up with any ingenious ideas to improve anything.

Taking the magnetic powder and manipulating the magnet step by step is the right way to cultivate.

After their conversation, Master Huanglong didn't disturb Feng Xiu any further, leaving him alone to think quietly.

Just as he reached the door, Feng Xiu suddenly asked another completely unrelated question.

"Master, you mentioned that the White Fox Envoy, Li Xuanshuang, went north to Qingzhou. How many people actually know about this?"

Master Huanglong was taken aback and turned around.

Seeing that he seemed to have misunderstood something, Feng Xiu explained, "Master, you may not know this, but tomorrow is the day the floodgates are opened, and I'm afraid that some Black Abyss creatures will escape."

Master Huanglong had no doubts. "Besides me, there's only Jiaojiao left. But Young Master Feng, don't worry too much. They're just a group of Black Abysses that haven't taken human form yet."

"With Young Master Feng's strength, dealing with a group of Black Abyss cultivators would be a piece of cake," Huanglong Zhenren complimented.

Compared to Feng Xiu's lack of confidence, Huanglong Zhenren knew better than anyone how precious this body's energy and blood were.

Then, after thinking for a moment, he added, "Besides, even if we are not strong enough, there are still those Blood Gathering Generals in the outer city, so Young Master Feng, don't worry."

"A general who gathers blood?"

Feng Xiu was stunned, only then realizing that he was referring to the Wufen Army.

"That's right, it's a Blood Gathering Martial General. The second realm of martial arts is called Blood Burning, where the blood and qi spontaneously combust, and waste gas is expelled naturally with each breath."

"But in addition to that, there is a special technique called Blood Gathering Technique, which locks blood and qi into the skin. When combined with bone-strengthening and meridian-continuing methods, it can increase physical strength and make one grow several feet taller."

The situation in Qingyan City was reflected in the emotions of the people; there was no need to inquire further. Master Huanglong glanced at it casually.

He immediately recognized it as a long-lost blood-gathering technique.

"Their skills are flawed; this is all they'll amount to in their lives. They're fine on the battlefield, but when it comes to real combat, well, let's just say it's not the case."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiu gave a wry smile. "Going to the battlefield? Is that even possible?"

The problem is that the military and the underworld are two completely different concepts.

Once a large number of well-organized and organized armed militias charge into battle, even if you are a Bloodthirsty warrior, you will have to retreat.

Who would be foolish enough to fight you one-on-one?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Huanglong Zhenren's words put Feng Xiu at ease.

"So that's how it is, da da da."

"Grandpa, you're finally back!" Just then, after hearing the maid say that Master Huanglong had just returned to the mansion, a small footstep came, and Huang Jiaojiao rushed over.

"I'm back."

Master Huanglong smiled kindly, his face crinkling with wrinkles, and looked at Huang Jiaojiao, who was clinging to his leg.

A hint of joy at the reunion lingered on his lips, but his face showed no sign of happiness.

"Aren't you happy that Grandpa's back?"

"Great, I'm so happy." Huang Jiaojiao shrank her head, her eyes darting around.

Master Huanglong's face darkened. "Have you done your homework?"

"Done!"

Huang Jiaojiao took a step back, her little face full of conviction.

"Where's your hat?"