Human Martial Venerable: Starting from the Synthesis Technique

Chapter 96 Going Home

Feng Xiu grinned broadly, laughing heartily.

I couldn't hold back any longer, I couldn't resist any longer, and this is the super bold idea that came to me after unleashing my wildest thoughts.

It made him tremble with excitement.

Without the slightest hesitation, he bent his fingers like knives and placed the palm-sized Yuan magnet on the table.

Cut it into pieces the size of a fingertip, hold them in both hands, clasp them together, and twist them forcefully.

Instantly, the primordial magnet turned into a cloud of powder.

After pouring it into a teacup, I rinsed it with cold water until it became a gray, viscous consistency when stirred with my index finger.

It was poured into my mouth like jelly.

Suddenly, the rusty taste assaulted my taste buds, and I forced myself to endure the discomfort.

Then, he used his hands to scrape away the remaining viscous substance at the bottom of the cup, and after finishing, he sat down cross-legged.

My stomach churned violently, as if I had swallowed a lump of red-hot iron filings.

Feng Xiu gritted his teeth and endured it, frantically circulating the Yuan Magnetic Heart Technique to continuously digest the foreign objects in his stomach.

The progress of the Yuan Magnetic Technique is too slow; Feng Xiu cannot wait even a moment longer.

As long as the problem of impurities in one's own Qi and blood can be solved using the Yuan Magnetic Technique, the martial arts framework can be further adjusted.

Consuming such a large amount of Yuan magnetite caused waves of mental piercing pain.

Feng Xiu clenched his teeth, his qi and blood surging out and suppressing it in his dantian.

The bizarre Yuan Magnetic Mind Technique route is completely different from the circulation of Qi and Blood.

But doing this can also alleviate some of the pain.

The whole afternoon.

It wasn't until dusk that all the Yuan magnets were digested.

Inside the dantian, the hazy mist had become slightly more solid.

[Magnetic Technique (Slightly Accomplished, Spirit +6)]

The font on the panel changed.

The sharp, stabbing pain that had been piercing my entire body vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of clarity.

"Whether it works or not depends on this!"

Feng Xiu opened his eyes, took a slow, deep breath, and then carefully controlled the magnetic force.

It spread towards the depths of the dantian and to the places where various vital energies and blood converge.

But the primordial magnetic mist dissipated and dispersed, moving slowly as the primordial magnetic mental cultivation method circulated.

But no matter what they did, there was no reaction between the two, and the accumulated impurities remained.

There is no sign of it decreasing.

"wrong."

Feng Xiu did not immediately reject the idea, but instead focused on two things at once, with the Yuan Magnetic Heart Method and various kinds of energy flowing between them.

Thanks to the boost in mental strength I just received, this step was quite easy.

However, no matter how Feng Xiu circulated his energy, he used all nine energy techniques and their blood circulation methods in combination with his internal breathing techniques.

But the result is the same.

They are indeed different power systems.

Each time it mixes with the blood and qi impurities of varying sizes, about the size of a little finger, in the body's "Heavenly Lock" area, it quickly disperses again.

"The idea is feasible, but the Yuan Magnetic Technique has not yet been mastered."

"I can't achieve the rotation of the original magnetic force yet, but once I reach perfection, I might be able to achieve what I want."

"Once I've consumed all the Yuan Magnetite stones in the training room and reached the pinnacle of Yuan Magnetism, I refuse to believe I won't be able to attract these impurities."

Feng Xiu stood up, his expression somewhat fierce.

After thinking for a while, he attributed it to the fact that the level of Yuan Magnetism was too low.

buzz~

A foot in front of him, the magnetic block automatically floated in mid-air, following the movement of the mental cultivation technique.

Immediately, Feng Xiu had a thought.

The magnetic block moved up and down, left and right, and the mental energy felt no fatigue whatsoever.

It's as magical as playing a touch game.

Then, he reached out and grabbed the magnetic block in his hand, and his spirit dissipated.

Only then did it slowly sever the special connection with the original magnetic block.

"Overall, there have been some gains. Let's continue training like this and try to consume all the Yuan Magnetite before the Grand Martial Arts Competition!"

Feng Xiu made a decision in his heart. Of course, the thought was just a thought. The thought of consuming a Yuan Magnetite that was even taller than himself was very real.

The metallic, astringent taste in his mouth and the nausea in his stomach made him want to vomit.

By this time, it was completely dark.

He didn't linger; with a light step, his figure swept across the bamboo forest like a ghost.

"The Spring Breeze Step's Spring Breeze Rain Power and Chasing Wind Step have both reached the Transcendent level. I can find some time to combine them into a movement technique."

The power characteristics after fusion and synthesis do not disappear; they are simply transformed into skillful instincts.

He was also very much looking forward to seeing what kind of ultimate martial arts Spring Breeze Step and Wind Chasing Step could produce.

However, he still wanted to continue practicing other lightness skills, thus developing multiple levels of movement techniques.

Once synthesized, it will likely be more than just a qualitative leap.

By the time they returned to the mansion, it was already late at night.

The once tranquil courtyard is now adorned with lanterns hanging high in front of the mansion gate.

Feng Xiu frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Looking up, I saw several carriages parked in the courtyard, with flags hanging down that swayed slightly in the night breeze, each embroidered with the character "周" (Zhou).

"You're back?"

Feng Xiu's expression brightened, and he strode inside.

The living room was brightly lit, but no one had arrived yet.

"I knew he must be practicing his kung fu outside, he can't even stop at night."

Then you can hear Zhou Gang's loud voice ringing out from inside, accompanied by hearty laughter.

"Father."

Feng Xiu stepped across the threshold and glanced over. Feng Ao was sitting in the main seat. Although he looked tired, he was full of energy and was slowly drinking tea.

"Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Gang sat opposite him, still dressed in his travel-worn, close-fitting clothes.

Both of them were looking Feng Xiu up and down, their eyes filled with smiles.

Inside the living room, Feng Shouzhou stood to one side, a smile on his face.

Han Che stood in the corner, a slight smile playing on his lips, while Uncle Zheng poured tea for everyone, the teapot beside him steaming.

Besides, a woman was standing half a step away from Zhou Gang.

The woman was dressed in a light blue outfit with tightly bound cuffs and a black leather belt around her waist.

Her long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, revealing a clean and neat jawline. Her face was delicate, and her eyes and brows exuded a heroic spirit.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

Oh no!

Feng Xiu nodded in acknowledgment, inwardly sensing something was amiss.

"My dear son-in-law."

Zhou Gangteng stood up, took a few steps forward, slapped Feng Xiu on the shoulder, and laughed.

"You're finally back!"

Just as the broad palm landed on his shoulder, a slight resistance came.

"Good son-in-law, you've entered the Burning Blood realm?" he exclaimed in surprise.

"It was just a lucky breakthrough."

Feng Xiu felt a thud on his shoulder from the pat, and said helplessly, "Uncle Zhou, you must have had a long journey."

"What's so hard about it? If you don't come back soon, this girl is going to drive me crazy."

Zhou Gang wasn't too surprised. He laughed and said, "My girl has been asking me a lot about you along the way, asking all sorts of questions. My ears are tired of hearing it."

,"father!"

The woman blushed slightly and glared fiercely at Zhou Gang.

Zhou Gang wasn't annoyed at all; instead, he laughed even harder.

Feng Xiu laughed along with him, and the atmosphere in the hall became cheerful.

Feng Xiu then tentatively glanced at the woman before turning to Zhou Gang and asking, "Uncle Zhou, who is this?"

"Zhou Xiao, how is she? Does she meet your standards?"

In this situation, Feng Xiu could only helplessly purse his lips and scratch his head.

There's no way to answer that.

"If she's pleasing to the eye, let's get married another day, and then we can become in-laws."

"Brother Feng, don't you think so?" Zhou Gang turned around and looked at Feng Ao.

Feng Ao's lips curled up, his expression revealing satisfaction, but he did not reply.

Instead, they turned their attention to Feng Xiu.

Three grown men were openly discussing marriage.

Zhou Xiao's face turned completely red. She bit her lip, glared at Zhou Gang fiercely, and turned to leave.

"I'm going to rest." The voice was cold and harsh.

Uncle Zheng quickly followed, saying, "I'll arrange accommodations for Miss Zhou."

Zhou Gang shouted at her retreating figure.

"Why are you running away? We were discussing your wedding, and now you're running off? Aren't you just deliberately causing trouble for me?"