The older the Blood-Heart Grass, the stronger its medicinal effect. Every additional ten years had a completely different effect.
Legend had it that a thousand-year-old Blood-Heart Grass could be called an immortal herb. It could revive the dead and bring people back to life. There were even rumors that eating a thousand-year-old Blood-Heart Grass raw could make one ascend to immortality.
Although these were exaggerated rumors among the people and could not be taken seriously, one could still see how magical and precious the Blood-Heart Grass was. Whether it was the Jianghu martial arts circle or the medical world, the Blood-Heart Grass was undoubtedly a sacred item.
A Blood-Heart Grass that was more than 400 years old. It had been around when Chang Qingfeng was still alive. It was possible that this Blood-Heart Grass had been planted by Chang Qingfeng himself. However, it was just a small seedling back then. For it to survive and grow for more than 400 years was a miracle.
Mo Wen found a sandalwood box in the cave abode and carefully dug out the Blood-Heart Grass, placing it in the wooden box properly.
He had to take this stalk of Blood-Heart Grass with him. It was too important to him. It could be said that all the cultivation enhancing medicinal ingredients that Chang Qingfeng had left behind were not as important as this stalk of Blood-Heart Grass.
Only the Blood-Heart Grass could allow him to return to his peak, and only the Blood-Heart Grass could maximize the effects of the medicinal ingredients that Chang Qingfeng had left behind.
Once he was reborn, Mo Wen could immediately return to his peak state of cultivation. His qualifications and potential would be limitless, and he would have limitless possibilities to be molded. At that time, he could take the medicinal ingredients and practice the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Scriptures to maximize the effects.
Although it could only last for four to five years, it was enough for Mo Wen. After all, he had lived two lives, so he could avoid many detours. Perhaps in less than five years, he could return to his peak, or even improve further.
When Mo Wen returned to the secret chamber, Qin Xiaoyou was still reading ancient books in front of the bookshelf. She seemed to be especially interested in some ancient secrets and the Jianghu martial arts circle, so much so that she did not notice Mo Wen's return.
He shook his head helplessly, walked up to Chang Qingfeng's skeleton and bowed. Then, he used a piece of green cloth to wrap up his skeleton and prepared to find a place with a good view in the valley to bury him.
No matter what, since he had benefited from Chang Qingfeng and was prepared to inherit the Ming Cult's orthodoxy, Chang Qingfeng was equivalent to his elder.
After burying Chang Qingfeng, Mo Wen once again returned to the secret chamber. He was prepared to practice in the secret chamber for two days, completing the military wilderness survival training before leaving.
It had only been a day since they had entered the primeval forest of the Taihang Mountains. As for the matter between Wang Yuan and Liu Guangwen, Mo Wen did not want to bother anymore.
After reading the Nine Yang Sutra and the Nine Yin Sutra, his understanding of cultivation had reached a new level, and he couldn't wait to verify the understanding in his heart.
Perhaps with the help of these two scriptures, he could embark on a different martial path.
Perhaps when others first learned the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Scripture, there would be many obscure areas that they did not understand. However, he was different. Not to mention that the Celestial Scripture: Sun and Moon that he had previously practiced was similar to the profound meaning of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Scripture. Just based on his experience as an ancient martial art practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm, he was incomparable to ordinary ancient martial art practitioners.
A martial arts practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm would be a martial arts master in any world. He was just one step away from comprehending the Great Path and achieving the Golden Elixir realm.
"Xiaoyou, do you want to learn ancient martial arts?"
In the secret chamber, Mo Wen asked with interest. Although he had decided to teach Qin Xiaoyou the Nine Yin Sutra, she had to be willing to learn first. If Qin Xiaoyou did not want to learn ancient martial arts, he would not force her.
"Ancient martial arts? Is it the martial arts that the Ming Cult's martial arts masters learn? "
Qin Xiaoyou asked vaguely as she took a bite of the fruit in her hand. After reading the Ming Cult's classics for a day, she had some understanding of some things about the martial arts circle.
"That's right. Learning ancient martial arts can make one a martial arts hero."
Mo Wen smiled as he explained.
"Then I will learn. In the future, I want to be a heroine who upholds justice and helps the weak."
Qin Xiaoyou squinted her big eyes and said beautifully. It seemed that by learning ancient martial arts, she could instantly become a heroine whose martial arts skills were unparalleled in the world. She would be heroic and uninhibited. From then on, she would uphold justice and punish evil.
"Before practicing martial arts, you must first train your body well. From today onwards, you will learn a set of fist techniques from me."
Mo Wen rolled his eyes. Upholding justice and helping the weak? She had to first ensure that she would not be bullied by others.
"What fist technique? Is it the Shaolin Temple's Arhat Vajrapani Fist?"
Qin Xiaoyou was immediately energized. She widened her eyes and asked expectantly. Arhat Vajrapani Fist. Just from the name, it sounded very impressive. Didn't the ancient books say that Shaolin martial arts were the most orthodox in the world?
"That is Arhat Fist and Vajrapani Palm. What Arhat Vajrapani Fist?"
Mo Wen said helplessly. Qin Xiaoyou's creativity was rather strong. In such a short time, she had already combined the two magnum opuses of the Shaolin Temple.
"That's not the same. What fist technique do you want to teach me? I won't learn if it's not powerful."
Qin Xiaoyou snorted lightly.
"Dragon Tiger Fist. Follow me if you want to learn."
Mo Wen could not be bothered with Qin Xiaoyou. It was not easy to learn a martial art in the martial arts circle. Especially a body refining technique like Dragon Tiger Fist, it was something that could only be encountered.
In the end, she did not look very willing. She really did not know how lucky she was.
As he said that, Mo Wen walked out of the secret chamber and stood in an empty space in the karst cave.
Although the Dragon Tiger Fist was exquisite, Mo Wen had already achieved it. With his personal guidance, Qin Xiaoyou could still learn the most basic Dragon Tiger Fist. Now, she did not need to comprehend it too deeply. She only needed to learn the most basic and simple body refining technique.
Excavate one's potential, accumulate vital Qi, train one's body and train one's vital Qi. After a long time, one would naturally enter the Regulated Breathing realm.
With the help of the Dragon Tiger Fist, as long as one followed the rules and practiced continuously, even a pig could enter the Regulated Breathing realm.
Only after the Regulated Breathing realm, one's body would have Inner Qi circulating continuously. Only then could one practice martial arts techniques.
If Qin Xiaoyou wanted to practice the Nine Yin Scripture, she had to first practice the Dragon Tiger Fist well.
The reason why Mo Wen did not practice the Celestial Scripture: Sun and Moon at the beginning was that he had not completed the solidification process. Without Inner Qi circulating continuously in his body, it would be useless no matter how exquisite the martial arts techniques were.
In the beginning, Qin Xiaoyou learned the Dragon Tiger Fist from Mo Wen seriously. She was serious about every punch and stance, not slacking off at all.
However, after half an hour, Qin Xiaoyou became shameless. Not only did she not learn from Mo Wen obediently, she also purposely used various reasons to be lazy. She was also absent-minded when practicing, as if she was dealing with Mo Wen to complete a task.
"I want to go to the toilet."
After going to the toilet and practicing for a while, Qin Xiaoyou looked at Mo Wen pitifully.
"How many times have you gone to the toilet?" Mo Wen asked helplessly.
Within an hour, Qin Xiaoyou had gone to the toilet at least three or four times. Every time, she dragged her feet for half a day.
"I just want to go to the toilet. You are in charge of everything. Don't tell me you are in charge of other people's toilet?"
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