On the eighth day of the new year, Lou Cheng happily changed his training location and came to Back Water Lake.
Yan Zheke came back from Jiangnan Province yesterday!
In the early morning mist, not long after he sent the message, he saw the girl wearing a white martial arts suit with her hair tied up in a ponytail, jogging out of the villa district.
Their eyes met, full of warmth.
One after the other, they turned into a fork in the road and approached the familiar place.
Lou Cheng quickened his pace and soon stood shoulder to shoulder with Yan Zheke. He breathed in the fragrance that calmed his mind.
"Cheng, let me show you something!" Yan Zheke raised her chin slightly when they arrived at the usual place. Her eyes lit up as she shook the bag in her hand.
"No hurry." Lou Cheng chuckled. Seeing that it was still dark and there was no one around, he pulled the girl over and held her in his arms.
"You …" Yan Zheke's eyes widened and her protest was stopped in her mouth.
After a long time, she pushed Lou Cheng away. She brushed her messy hair and said, "I'm talking about something serious! Something serious! "
"That's more important." Lou Cheng chuckled.
"Humph!" Yan Zheke pouted and turned her head. She happily passed the bag in her hand to him. "Here, for you!"
"The Nine Words Formula?" Lou Cheng had guessed.
"Yes. My grandpa called Shushan Study and asked someone to send it to Jiangnan." Yan Zheke had a "praise me" expression on her face.
She didn't say she could get it so quickly because she wanted to give her boyfriend a surprise.
"Coach Yan, you're so nice!" Lou Cheng was really happy, but it was more because he was touched than surprised.
He opened the bag and flipped through it. He found not only the Nine Words Formula that had lost its essence and charm, but also the handprints and other body secrets. There were also the words and related notes written by several generations of Shushan Study masters. Each of them had their own charm and characteristics. Of course, they were all wrong to give to Yan Zheke.
For others, it would be very difficult to find the useful parts from the false. But for Lou Cheng, it was a piece of cake for him to verify it with his Jindan.
"How is it? Yan Zheke pursed her lips and raised her head.
"It's a serious matter. But didn't I say that it was a more important matter? We can't reverse the order!" Lou Cheng deliberately raised his eyebrows.
"You are becoming more and more improper!" Yan Zheke said "angrily", but her eyes were overflowing with unconcealable joy.
After completing the daily routine, Lou Cheng glanced at the girl who was seriously practicing the Meteor Force. He took out a stack of notes from the bag, studied them carefully, and tried to visualize them for trial and error.
"Lin!" He clasped his hands together to form a seal, and in his mind, he outlined the 19 different "Confrontation" characters written by the seniors of Shushan Study.
He didn't specially complete the visualization. If he did, it wouldn't take a day or two. He just wanted to grasp a little of the charm and see if it could resonate with the Jindan.
As the Confrontation Formula was uttered, the nebula at his lower abdomen continued to move slowly without any abnormalities.
By the time Lou Cheng eliminated the thick notes of the "Confrontation" Formula and the "Fighting" Formula, it was close to eight o 'clock. He stopped visualizing and left the Back Water Lake in another direction with Yan Zheke, who had finished her practice. They had a round of breakfast.
"Cheng, don't be too anxious. You don't have to rush to return these notes. Wait for my grandpa to urge you." Yan Zheke comforted him at the entrance of the villa area.
She had noticed that Lou Cheng was already experimenting and was afraid that he would be too impatient and go astray.
"Don't worry. I have an affinity with the Nine Words Formula," Lou Cheng joked.
After returning home, he took a hot shower and continued his trial and error journey. He eliminated the meanings of the "Wholeness" Formula, "Formation" Formula, and "Dequeuing" Formula that the predecessors had reverse-deduced.
Although he didn't gain much, he wasn't disappointed. With the mistakes made by the seniors of Shushan Study and the lessons learned, he could also reverse-deduce along this path and seek the charm. However, that would take a few years or even longer.
Taking out the last stack of notes, he composed himself and once again immersed himself in cultivation.
"Okay!"
"Okay!"
"Okay!"
The ancient sounds came from his mouth and his hand seals gradually became familiar. When Lou Cheng tried the "Okay" Formula that Wu Qiao, the former head of Shushan Study, had reverse-deduced, the bright nebula in his body suddenly spun faster and rippled.
In the "ripples", the "ice crystal" and the "sun" joined together to form over a hundred blurry ancient words, clustered around a large "Okay" Formula that was as swift as the wind.
Got it! Lou Cheng was overjoyed. Suppressing his excitement, he tried again and again, imprinting the essence and charm of the "Okay" Formula in the Jindan in his mind. He memorized the hundred ancient words one by one and added them to his notebook.
The "Okay" Formula trained the legs internally and was used externally to increase speed. It was a match made in heaven with the "North Wind" footwork that he had just learned.
Not bad, not bad. He had mastered four of the Nine Words Formula. He was almost halfway there!
…
The next morning, by the Back Water Lake.
"How is it? Did you get any insights? "Yan Zheke asked casually.
Lou Cheng cleared his throat, formed a hand seal, wriggled his abdomen, vibrated his vocal cords, and exhaled.
"Okay!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he had already leaped out. The friction at high speed tore apart the airflow, stirring up the sound of wind and thunder in silence.
He mastered the "Okay" Formula just like that?
I just gave him the information yesterday!
And it was just a summary of errors, not a specific method of practice!
Yan Zheke was stunned. Her pink lips opened little by little, almost forming an "O" shape.
Coach Yan also enjoyed the same treatment as Coach Shi …
"I only mastered the" Okay "Formula. I don't know the rest yet. It will take me a few years to master it," Lou Cheng said modestly, chuckling.
"You and the Nine Words Formula are really fated …" Yan Zheke came back to her senses at his words. She was half dazed and half amazed.
She really, really wanted to bite Cheng and see if he was still human!
Noticing the girl's teeth-grinding expression, Lou Cheng coughed and changed the subject. "I'll see if I can imitate the charm of the Attainment Formula. That way, you can practice it and take it back to Shushan Study. Hmm, if it works, I'd like to exchange the Attainment Formula for my master's approval. I'll teach you the Swordsman Formula. It'll be very beneficial for your body …"
Yan Zheke listened to his long-winded speech. The surprise in her eyes faded and was replaced by a bright light.
"Okay …" She answered with a faint smile.
This time, she didn't want to bite Cheng. She wanted to kiss him …
In the next few days, Lou Cheng bought ink, a brush, and good paper. He wrote the "Attainment" Formula over and over again, trying to imprint the feeling of being as swift as the wind on the paper.
He failed again and again, wasting stacks and stacks of paper. Before the end of the winter break, he finally grasped the true meaning and method. He visualized and wrote at the same time.
As he started to write, the "Attainment" Formula gradually formed. Suddenly, a wind blew in the room, blowing away the waste paper beside him.
Lou Cheng put away the brush and stared at the end of the paper. He saw an ancient "Attainment" Formula, as if formed by the wind!
Sigh. My understanding is still lacking. I'm afraid it's only one-tenth of the real "Attainment" Formula. But it's enough for Ke to get started … He sighed and glanced at the calendar.
There were only two days left before the leisurely end of the winter break.
But before that, there was still something he had to do.
…
The next afternoon, with the help of Xing Chengwu and Director Xing, he went to the prison 100 kilometers away and met Wang Xu in the reception room.
Wang Xu was wearing a gray prison uniform. He was bald and had shallow scars on his cheeks. His expression was sentimental.
"How are you? Are you okay? "Lou Cheng asked first.
"It's pretty good. Director Xing has already spoken to them. The few bosses in the prison take good care of me. No one bullies me." Wang Xu answered very happily. He had seen how the prison bullies dealt with other people.
At this point, Wang Xu recalled the past and smiled bitterly. "I regret not listening to you. If I had left Le and the rest earlier, I might have bought a house and gotten married by now."
"If you behave well, you might be released before I graduate. You'll still be young then. You can do whatever you want." Lou Cheng comforted him.
"Okay." Wang Xu took a deep breath and nodded.
The two didn't have much in common. Lou Cheng talked about the neighborhood for a while and was about to leave. Before he left, he asked with concern, "You don't look well.
"You don't look so good. There are dark circles under your eyes. Are you sick?"
"No, I just can't sleep well. I keep thinking about what happened that day and have nightmares." Wang Xu's eyes were still filled with the fear of that day. "You can sleep well with sleeping pills. You can't sleep without them."
Lou Cheng pondered for a while, then turned to the guard beside him and asked,
"Do you have ink, paper, and a pen? If not, ink and paper will do. "
The guard didn't refuse and said enthusiastically, "I'll get someone to look for it."
"What are you going to write?" Wang Xu asked, puzzled.
"I'm going to draw a talisman for you." Lou Cheng replied half-jokingly.
"Uh …" Wang Xu was even more puzzled.
After a while, another police officer came over with ink and a piece of white paper.
Lou Cheng unfolded the paper and dipped his finger in the ink. Then he closed his eyes and sketched in his mind the ancient character that suppressed negative emotions.
Using his finger as a brush, he danced like a dragon and a phoenix. An ancient character for "Qian" appeared before Wang Xu's eyes.
"Hang it in your cell and look at it for five minutes before you sleep." Lou Cheng wiped his finger with the rest of the paper.
"Will it work?" Although Wang Xu felt that the character was very reassuring, he couldn't believe that a Taoist could draw a talisman.
"There's no harm in trying." Lou Cheng replied with a smile.
"That's true." Wang Xu nodded.
At night, Wang Xu hung the "Qian" character on his bed and looked at it carefully for ten minutes before he fell asleep.
The next morning, when the first ray of light shone into the cell, he opened his eyes and woke up naturally. He felt refreshed.
It really wasn't a dream! Wang Xu sat up in shock and stared at the "Qian" character on his bed. He felt that it was mysterious and powerful!
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