Since it was called an abridged version, it was naturally much simpler than the original version. Even so, it was still a rare cultivation manual in the outside world.
Take the abridged version of the Book of Martial Arts as an example. It not only described the various realms of the Human Immortal Martial Arts, but also recorded several good cultivation methods. It did not say that one could cultivate to the Human Immortal Martial Arts Realm, but as long as one was willing to work hard, it would not be a problem for one to become a respected Martial Sage.
"Flesh Refining" Martial Artist, "Tendon Refining" Martial Disciple, "Skin Refining" Martial Artist, "Bone Refining" Martial Master, "Viscera Refining" Congenital Martial Master, "Marrow Refining" Great Grandmaster, "Blood Changing" Martial Sage, "Aperture Refining" Human Immortal. The peak of the Human Immortal Martial Arts Realm was divided into several levels: One Aperture to Hundreds of Apertures, Fist Intent to Materialize, Flesh and Blood Derivation, and Myriad of Changes.
"According to the realms in this book, my specific strength is really not easy to determine."
Looking at the description of the Human Immortal Martial Arts in the abridged version of the Book of Martial Arts, Cheng Hao could not help but shake his head. If he used all his strength and mobilized the Divine Power in the golden light particles in his Dantian, he could perform the Undying Emperor's Fist. The power of the fist and the fist intent were almost materialized. Even if it was not comparable to the blow of a Human Immortal, an ordinary Martial Sage should not be his opponent.
However, that was the strongest blow of all his strength. If it were to be classified according to the level of cultivation, although his Qi and blood were surging like lead and mercury, his physical body was very rough. He had not even completed the Bone Refining Stage of the Martial Arts Master.
Now, the Qi and blood in Cheng Hao's body was only flowing in his body unconsciously. Although it could continuously refine his tendons, flesh, and skin, without the guidance of a cultivation method, the refinement of his bones was very slow. The reason why he could exert such a terrifying strength was that his special constitution was comparable to a Divine Body. There was a huge gap between him and an ordinary person.
Ever since Cheng Hao had opened the Heaven and Earth Bridges and the Conception and Governing Meridians, he was able to absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth into his body with every breath he took. After the Spiritual Qi flowed through his meridians, part of it would be transformed into Qi and Blood Force and stored in various parts of his body, while the other part would be absorbed by the golden light particles in his Dantian.
The power of Qi and Blood was the foundation for tempering the body, while the golden light particles were the mana that Cheng Hao had accidentally cultivated. Both of these powers were very strong, but because he did not have a cultivation method to cultivate before, his progress had been very slow. Now that he had obtained the abridged version of the Martial Scripture that could cultivate the body, one could imagine the joy in Cheng Hao's heart.
"I can skip the Flesh Refinement, Tendon Refinement, and Skin Refinement, but I still have to start from the beginning for the Bone Refinement stage!"
Casually flipping to the Bone Refining chapter, the smile on Cheng Hao's face became even wider when he looked at the cultivation method inside.
This cultivation method was called the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Refining. It was a top level cultivation method of the Great Zen Temple from twenty years ago. Ever since the Great Zen Temple was destroyed by the Great Qian Dynasty, countless cultivation methods had been obtained by the imperial court, and this Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Refining had also been recorded in the Martial Scripture.
"The Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Refining has a total of two hundred and six moves, tempering two hundred and six bones in the body. Among all the martial arts in the world, only this book has the most detailed bone refinement. The other bone refinement martial arts don't even have two hundred and six moves. Very good, I'll choose this one! "
Satisfied, he memorized the two hundred and six moves of the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Refining in his mind. Just as he was about to continue flipping through the cultivation methods for the remaining realms, there was suddenly a knock on the door from outside the study.
"Come in!"
Cheng Hao put away the abridged version of the Martial Scripture in his hand and stood up, looking outside the study.
"Young marquis, today is the death anniversary of master and madam. We should set off. The western mountains are quite far from here. If we delay, I'm afraid we'll encounter danger when we return at night."
The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe, dressed as a butler, walked in.
"Got it. I'll tidy up a bit and go out now!"
Cheng Hao tidied up the books on the table, then changed into a plain white robe. He could not dress too ostentatiously to visit the graves of his nominal parents in this world.
In this world, Cheng Hao also had this name. As for the Marquis of Dingguo and his wife, they had already died in battle twenty years ago during the expedition against the Great Zen Monastery. In order to commend their contributions, the imperial court had conferred them the title of Marquis of Dingguo, and their last son, Cheng Hao, inherited the title.
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Walking out of the study, he boarded a carriage under the guidance of the butler, Ah Fu. Soon after, the dozen or so warriors in the manor led the way, and the mighty group of people set off for the outskirts of the Jade Capital.
The western mountains were a large mountain outside the Jade Capital. It had a circumference of almost fifty kilometers. Although it could not be considered majestic, it was densely forested and had a complex terrain. There were many mountain tops, flowing springs, waterfalls, and rocky forests.
Originally, according to the status of Marquis of Dingguo, he naturally could not be buried in such a remote place. However, the western mountains contained the ancestral graves of Cheng Dingguo's ancestors. According to his dying wish, the two of them were buried in the ancestral graves of the western mountains.
At this moment, winter had just arrived, and the northern wind that blew in their faces already carried a hint of coldness. Therefore, the speed of the carriage was not fast. By the time they reached the foot of the western mountains, the sky was already dark.
The tomb of Cheng Dingguo and his wife was at the foot of a mountain to the left of the western mountains. Without needing any instructions from Cheng Hao, the butler had already arranged for the warriors to pack up the items from the carriage. The paper money, paper horses, paper villas, and other items were quickly carried to the front of the ancestral graves of the Cheng family.
After burning the paper money, paper horses, and other items, and paying their respects, the butler looked at the dark sky and indicated for Cheng Hao to quickly board the carriage and return home before the sky turned completely dark.
"You can go back first. I want to stay here for a few days to accompany them. You can come back to pick me up in three days!" Cheng Hao shook his head and indicated for the butler and the others to leave.
"Young Marquis, the western mountains are not safe at night. If you stay here alone, we won't be at ease." The butler shook his head and indicated for Cheng Hao to go back with them.
"Don't worry, there is a small temple not far from the foot of the mountain. I can deal with it there at night." Cheng Hao's expression was firm and had no intention of leaving.
"Well, you can go back first. I will stay here with the Young Marquis to guard the tomb. You can come back in three days!"
Seeing Cheng Hao's resolute attitude, the steward did not dare to disobey him. He immediately sent the warriors back and followed behind Cheng Hao, not leaving his side for even an inch.
"Ah Fu, I want to talk to them alone. You can go to the small temple and wait for me!"
The butler's expression was somewhat hesitant. He turned his head and glanced at the small temple not far away. When he felt that his vision was not affected, he nodded and moved his body, landing at the foot of the mountain in a few steps.
Seeing that the butler had left, Cheng Hao sat in front of the tomb of Cheng Dingguo and his wife with a complicated expression. His tone was leisurely.
"I don't know whether it is because I have taken over the identity of your son or because I came to this world that I have the identity of Cheng Hao. But no matter what, since you are my parents in name, then I will stay here and guard your coffins for three days. Consider it as the end of the karma!"
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