Entry copying begins with kidnapping Wang Yuyan

Wang Yuyan's eyes lit up. She deftly picked up the scroll, handed it to Li Mo, and then stepped aside, looking obedient like a student waiting for the teacher to speak.

Li Mo opened the scroll, his expression one of astonishment.

This is not some kind of divine skill, but rather a meridian chart.

"Miss Wang, are you making fun of me?"

Meridian charts are to martial arts what numbers are to mathematics.

It's utterly baffling that a math PhD would suddenly claim he can't count.

Wang Yuyan: "I memorized it, but I don't know exactly where it is."

"Alright." Li Mo reached out his hand. "Go get the ruler, I'll show it to you."

"Do I want to get beaten up?" Wang Yuyan hesitated, looking at Li Mo cautiously.

Li Mo: "It's used to point out acupoints. I can't exactly poke around on your body with my fingers, can I?"

"Oh." Wang Yuyan's cheeks flushed slightly. Lost in her thoughts, she had forgotten all about this. She turned around, opened the door, peeked outside, and then ran out in a flash.

A moment later, Wang Yuyan returned with a swagger, now holding a foot-long ruler.

It was probably the first time she had done something so sneaky; her heart was pounding, her breathing was rapid, and her face was flushed and burning with anxiety.

"Master."

Wang Yuyan walked closer, then suddenly made a funny sound and handed over the ruler.

Is this some kind of role-playing game?

Isn't that a bit too lively?

Li Mo took the ruler and said, "Come closer, and I'll show you."

Wang Yuyan took a small, graceful step, closing the distance to within three feet of Li Mo.

"This is the dantian, the dantian where you sink your qi."

"oh."

"This is Baihui (GV20)."

"Understood, Master."

After a few moments of instruction, Wang Yuyan's cheeks had become incredibly rosy.

Li Mo suddenly stopped: "I can't give you pointers on the remaining acupoints. You'll have to figure them out yourself when you get back."

Wang Yuyan had already memorized the meridian chart, so she naturally knew where the acupoints Li Mo hadn't pointed out were. She turned her pretty face away and softly hummed in agreement.

"We should go back now." Li Mo put away the ruler. "I feel like it's about to rain."

Since merging with the Root of Creation, he felt that his senses were extremely sharp.

It can perceive not only the vital energy of heaven and earth, but also changes in the weather in advance, even more accurately than the weather forecast.

Wang Yuyan picked up the meridian chart, her gaze falling on the Finger Flicking Manual. Her eyes flickered, and she said, "Master, I don't know this either."

"You can't?"

Is your martial arts encyclopedia fake?

Wang Yuyan sat down in the chair and said matter-of-factly, "No."

She just memorized a lot of secret techniques, but never practiced them, so she said there wouldn't be any problems.

"Give it to me." Li Mo held out his hand. "We've got this agreed, you're the one who showed me this manual, not the one I told you to steal it from my house."

"Hmph, it's just a secret manual, Mother doesn't care."

As he spoke, he handed the manual to Li Mo.

"The 'flower-holding finger' gesture, it suits your personality quite well." Li Mo opened the title page and saw the story of "Buddha holding up a flower, and Venerable Kasyapa smiling." "Miss Wang, are you familiar with this story?"

Wang Yuyan nodded: "I know."

Li Mo: "Do you know why the Shaolin monks wrote this story here?"

"To increase the mystique of the martial arts?" Wang Yuyan guessed, "to make this martial arts manual seem different from other martial arts in the martial arts world."

Li Mo: "Anything else?"

Wang Yuyan frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"Of course." Li Mo read the story aloud. "This story also tells you that when practicing the Flower-Picking Finger technique and its accompanying internal energy cultivation, you must pay attention to the balance between strength and gentleness."

He flipped to the section on internal energy cultivation and let out a cold laugh.

"The internal energy cultivation technique behind this is indeed top-notch and powerful. Practicing with this technique will not cause any problems in the short term, but in the long term, there may be issues."

Wang Yuyan was shocked: "This internal energy cultivation method is actually wrong?"

"Not wrong." Li Mo thought for a moment, "The Shaolin monks just hid part of the internal energy cultivation method in the preface. If you're smart, you can see through it at a glance."

"Wouldn't we suffer if we couldn't see through this?"

Li Mo chuckled: "Zen Buddhism emphasizes enlightenment. If you can't grasp the essence but still force yourself to practice martial arts, what business is it of theirs?"

"How insidious! Are there any more problems?"

Li Mo continued to peruse the manual, which described various finger techniques for the "flower-picking finger" method at the back.

"No problem, just practice as instructed."

Wang Yuyan took the manual: "Is that all? How do I integrate the previous mental cultivation techniques into my internal energy cultivation?"

Everything is understood without words.

"Oh." Wang Yuyan was a little disappointed. She picked up the manual and was about to leave when the sound of heavy rain began.

A glint of light flashed in her eyes as she said, "It seems to be raining. Shall I cultivate here?"

As he spoke, he found a futon in the room, sat cross-legged on it, and closed his eyes to meditate.

Upon seeing this, Li Mo did not chase him away, but closed his eyes and began to cultivate the internal energy of the Flicking Flower Finger technique.

This martial art is no more advanced than the Crane's Cry Nine Heavens Divine Skill; it is simply gentler in nature, yet contains a hidden strength, making it impossible to defend against. With a single finger strike, one can feel no wind or vibration, yet a person far away is already injured.

To ordinary people who are not skilled in martial arts, this is supernatural power.

A trace of wondrous internal energy circulated within the dantian, only to be assimilated by the innate true qi and vanish without a trace.

With a thought, this wisp of internal energy reappeared in his dantian.

Li Mo interlocked his right thumb and forefinger, a smile on his face, and lightly flicked his left fingers.

Sensing it, the air several meters away suddenly vibrated slightly.

Upon closer inspection, the wooden wall was intact. When I reached out and touched it, a fine layer of wood ash, as smooth as flour, silently fell off, revealing a pit the size of a thumb.

This wall is made of hardwood, much harder than a human body.

The "flower-plucking finger" technique can silently pluck a flower into fine powder, which, when applied to a person, will naturally create a bloody hole with each stroke.

"I can say I have a pretty powerful martial art now." Li Mo was delighted. "Aside from my endurance being far inferior to that of a master of innate cultivation, my attack power is already quite good. At least I can be considered a minor master."

Just then, Wang Yuyan's voice rang out: "You've mastered it?"

"I guess so." Li Mo looked at Wang Yuyan. "Weren't you cultivating? How come you woke up so soon?"

Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed: "I don't seem to be able to enter a meditative state; my mind is always filled with all sorts of thoughts. Li Mo, how long did it take you to enter a meditative state during your previous cultivation?"

"You used to call me Master, now you call me Li Mo. Miss Wang, you really are someone who uses people only when they need them, and doesn't use them when they don't."

"Master, please tell me!" Wang Yuyan pleaded softly.

Li Mo: "According to Abi, it was probably several dozen breaths."

This is impossible!

Wang Yuyan was dumbfounded. Why wasn't she so fast?

She was praised as a genius by Azhu and Abi since she was a child, so how could she fail at the very first step?

I want to surpass Li Mo!

Thinking this, Wang Yuyan closed her eyes again. A few minutes later, she looked at Li Mo again: "What should I do if I really can't calm down?"

"Take it easy." Li Mo crossed his legs, crossed his arms, and remained lying down. "Meditate more. In about ten days to half a month, you should be able to enter a meditative state. If you can't, then practice a martial art that works from the outside in."

Martial arts that work from the outside in?

The thought of Wang Yuyan sweating profusely every day, punching and waving her fists, and practicing horse stance in the courtyard made her want to give up.

That scene was awful.

The martial arts practiced by the young lady must be elegant; she would rather not practice them at all than practice them if they are not elegant.

"Isn't there a better way?" Wang Yuyan looked at Li Mo expectantly. "I don't want to practice external martial arts!"

"Want to take a shortcut?"

Wang Yuyan nodded gently.

"Come here."

Wang Yuyan's pretty face flushed slightly: "What do you want to do!"

Although I never left Mantuo Manor, I read quite a few storybooks.

Usually, at times like these, those blush-inducing and heart-pounding stories are bound to happen.

"I'll just plant a wisp of true energy in you." Li Mo rolled his eyes. "Miss Wang, you seem a little dirty-minded."

Wang Yuyan's face turned even redder: "I don't understand what you're saying!"