Still, Jiang He paused the moment he lifted his brush pen.
"Why don't I have any recollection of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist?" He frowned and pondered. With his current realm, even if it was something he had seen in his previous life, as long as he had a vague memory, he could deduce a complete memory.
But this fist technique …
But he only knew its name.
"Could it be that the author only wrote the name of the fist technique when he wrote it, and did not write any mnemonics for the fist technique?"
Jiang He complained inwardly.
This author was too lazy.
Just look at Old Man Jin. Not only did he have the incantation, he even had the pictures …
"Since the author didn't write down the incantations for the fist technique, then the restrictions are even smaller. I can make up whatever I want."
"As the saying goes, the most complicated things are the simplest. This fist technique's incantation should be simpler."
"Three fist forms would do … learning more would be troublesome and a waste of Farm Points. Most importantly, I'd have to come up with a set of mnemonic chants for each additional form, and I'm too lazy to write so many."
Jiang He thought about it for a while before writing a fist technique.
After making things up for a while, Jiang He paused when he came up with names for the three styles …
"Coming up with names is too difficult!"
"Forget it, forget it …"
"Since it's the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, I'll call it the Six Paths Fist. One punch can suppress six paths!"
There didn't seem to be any 'Six Daos' here, but it was just a name, so there was no need to fuss over it. All that mattered was the power of this punch.
"The first form is called the Six Paths Fist. The second form will be called Samsara."
"I'll send you to reincarnation with one punch. Simple, brutal, and clear!"
"The third style …"
Taking a sip of Tea of Enlightenment, Jiang He thought to himself, "The reason I created this fist technique was to kill the Swelling Sky Gods, to avenge myself against the insectoids and machine races, as well as to kill the Saints of the Gods and Demons … which is why I'll call it Sacred Slayer …"
At the moment, the Swelling Sky Gods were the only ones who had personally gone up against Jiang He. However, the Demi-Saints of the Gods, Demons, machine races, insectoids, and other races had hunted Jiang He down, and given Jiang He's temper, he would have returned long ago if he was not worried that the Swelling Sky Gods would mess with him.
At that time, he would definitely be stopped by the Saint Realm experts of those clans …
Therefore, only by killing their Saint Realm experts would he have the chance to kill them.
The name of the third fist technique was "Saint Slayer", which was very appropriate.
And yet, Jiang He hesitated after writing 'Saint Slayer'.
"Holy Slayer Fist?"
"Isn't this name too big? What if Tongtian and Yuanshi think that I'm trying to provoke them? "
"Why don't we call it God Punisher? 'God' and 'Saint' sound the same … No, this' God Punisher 'sounds even worse. How about I call it' Twilight of the Gods'? "
Dusk of the Gods … Dusk of the Gods?
When I punch, the gods fall and the saints retreat!
Jiang He muttered, finding the name even more domineering.
The fist technique could be considered to have been created. The next step would be to polish it and correct the typos and incoherent sentences. At the same time, he would also slightly modify the parts that he felt were imperfect.
Finally …
Was to add special effects.
Jiang He picked up his pen and wrote, "This fist technique has no special effects. It is plain and unremarkable, without any flourish."
He put aside the fist technique that he had written and couldn't help but read it again. He sighed and said, "Thinking back to when I first created the technique, in order to pursue visual amazement and shock, I would often add some fancy special effects … I was really young back then!"
In short, special effects in cultivation manuals were phenomena.
If the phenomenon of a cultivation technique was too obvious, others would be on guard once the technique was unleashed … of course, if the phenomenon was too grand, it could also serve as a deterrent.
Still, at his current level of cultivation, phenomena alone would not intimidate elites of the same level.
On the contrary …
Only by returning to one's natural state could a seemingly ordinary cultivation technique have a miraculous effect.
You and I were equal in close-quarters combat. Would you be able to withstand my sudden Twilight of the Gods?
He dug a hole.
He planted the Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
He sprinkled a large pack of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens.
After filling the hole, Jiang He returned to the stone table beneath the Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment and wrote 'Esoteric Nine'.
Jiang He was very familiar with the Esoteric Nine.
It was one of his favorite cultivation manuals back then …
The Esoteric Nine represented nine secret arts: Confrontation, Soldier, Fighting, Fighter, All, Number, Group, Forwarding, and Movement.
Each of them was Esoteric, and would increase combat ability by tenfold after use!
Esoteric Battle strengthened one's attack, and any attack would become immeasurably sharp after use.
Esoteric Army allowed one to control weapons, and with sufficient cultivation, one could even convert an opponent's weapons and mystic treasures for their own use.
Esoteric Fighter was a secret healing art, and upon mastery, one could instantly heal grievous wounds and maintain one's combat ability at its peak.
Esoteric Movement was an escape art, allowing one to leap up to the nine heavens and descend to the netherworld.
When cultivated to the limit, one could see through time and see the future.
As for the other three …
Jiang He was fine with it even though the effects were not specified.
Hence, he took up his pen and wrote down six of the Esoteric Nine that he knew, and began to 'adapt' them.
Though the Esoteric Nine was impressive, it was still a little lacking for someone of his level and Saint's level. The original version would probably not be of much use to him.
That was why Jiang He strengthened the original version, even adding the words' usable for all Saints' in each secret art.
"Esoteric All … tenfold combat ability is too little, let's make it a hundred times!"
"Also, Esoteric Row has too many limitations … the limit of speed should be transcending time, and mastering Esoteric Row would allow one to traverse the past, present, and future!"
Jiang He wrote furiously, and soon finished writing the Esoteric Nine.
He skillfully planted the Esoteric Nine, and soon, the soft sound of something breaking through the ground could be heard — the Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation he planted before had grown.
A tender sprout broke out of the ground.
In an instant, a phenomenon took to the skies and engulfed the entire Farm. There seemed to be six unique realms intertwining in the skies above the Farm, emanating an indescribable Dao of the Fist.
That was when the Esoteric Nine broke out of the ground as well.
Another phenomenon arose, and it forcibly compressed the six realms that engulfed the Farm, occupying half of it.
The two phenomena intertwined in the Farm, leaving Jiang He grinning from ear to ear.
"If the phenomena are this awesome, how good would the cultivation technique be?"
"Once I master it, I'll immediately go bother the Nether River Patriarch and ask him for the remaining three fragments of the God-Killing Spear … if the Swelling Sky Gods dare to come, I don't mind wrestling with them!"
That was when Boa Hancock came to him and said sweetly, "Master, the Daoist of Many Treasures has come to visit."
"Oh?"
Jiang He was taken aback.
Didn't this damn fatty go into hiding?
He stepped out of the Farm and found the Daoist of Many Treasures standing outside the secret room. Clearing his throat and puffing his chest, he teased him on purpose, "Martial Nephew of Many Treasures, do you have business with me?"
The Daoist of Many Treasures was speechless, but he did not dare to say much since the Grandmaster of Heaven had given his orders. Still, he did not address him as martial uncle, and simply said, "Three Demi-Saints have arrived outside, saying that they have killed a machine race's Demi-Saint and several Grand Luo, and are here to exchange their bounty with you."
"Eh?"
Jiang He's eyes lit up and he laughed out loud. "Someone really dared to make a move? Come, Martial Nephew of Many Treasures, come with me to meet those three brave warriors! "
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