Zuo Qingcang nodded and casually picked up a jar. He took out the jelly-like object from the jar, but this time the jelly-like object was not a mass of mucus, but a relatively complete corpse. It was a kind of dark green dwarf. Its body was only the size of a palm, and its whole body was covered with thick wrinkled skin. It looked like a deformed human being and was extremely ugly.
The old man looked at the corpse in Zuo Qingcang's hand and said, "I'm afraid this was buried in recent years. If you can't eat it, then change it."
Zuo Qingcang did not change it, but asked, "The more complete the corpse is, the better the effect, right? Will it have any impact on the cultivation of Taoist magic arts and martial arts? "
"It will have a little impact. After all, the more complete the corpse is, the richer the spiritual power and the more the nutrition. It will be more beneficial for the cultivation of martial arts and Taoist magic arts."
Zuo Qingcang nodded after hearing this, "Then I understand. I'll eat this." After he finished speaking, he directly bit off half of the corpse's head.
Zuo Qingcang did not know if it was because the dwarf had died or if there was a problem with the way the corpse was preserved, but when he bit down, he felt as if he had bitten into a lump of paste. He did not need to exert much strength, and with just one bite, he swallowed up half of the dwarf's head.
However, the stench was simply beyond imagination. It was as if something had exploded on Zuo Qingcang's tongue. If it were not for his strong self-control, he was afraid that he would have vomited immediately.
Even the veins on his forehead were bulging. After more than ten seconds, Zuo Qingcang reluctantly swallowed it.
The old man at the side was somewhat gloating, but he also said with some worry, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Zuo Qingcang exhaled, and the stench immediately made the old man dodge. However, he did not have the slightest intention of stopping and immediately took another bite. This was because he knew that this was the graveyard of the dwarf since ancient times. Every second he stayed here was a second of danger.
Therefore, even though Zuo Qingcang knew that the thing in his hand was extremely stinky, even worse than feces, he still hurriedly ate the corpse of the dwarf spirit in two or three bites. He did not have the time to grumble or curse the difficulties before him. Compared to dying in a corner where no one knew about this, the stench and disgust were nothing to Zuo Qingcang.
In the end, Zuo Qingcang ate the corpse in his hand before the old man did. Then, under Zuo Qingcang's repeated urging, he quickly ate the corpse in his hand with tears in his eyes. In the end, the two of them put the jar back to its original position and went into the tunnel. Then, they covered the exit with the mound from before.
After returning to the cemetery hall, the old man rubbed his stomach and lay down on the ground.
"I'm so tired today. Let me have a good sleep first."
It was true that he had first saved Zuo Qingcang from the Lady of Darkness and then fought against the corpse monsters together with Zuo Qingcang. In between, he had even walked to and fro in the passageway for a few hours. Given his age, it was true that he had exhausted a lot of energy.
Zuo Qingcang glanced at the old man. Although he wanted the old man to teach him Taoist techniques and martial arts immediately, he did not stop the old man from resting. Even if there was food and drink, staying in such an ancient tomb for a long time would put great pressure on the old man's tense body and nerves. He might need more rest than in the outside world.
In this case, not to mention practicing Taoist techniques and martial arts, the most ordinary people would do was to lie on the ground and stare blankly. This was because most ordinary people did not have the self-control to not give up and continue to work hard in a closed environment.
People who could not be discouraged in a desperate situation and instead stimulate their potential was, after all, one in ten thousand. Moreover, this kind of temporarily stimulated potential could often last for a week or two, or a month or two, but it was very difficult to persist for a long time.
The old man had been locked here for so many years, but he did not go crazy or commit suicide. Even his Taoist techniques had improved. This could be said to be a persevering man.
But Zuo Qingcang was different. His calmness, rationality, and self-control were half innate and half nurtured. This kind of calmness and courage carved into his bones had helped him overcome difficulties one after another. It had also become his instinct.
Therefore, after discovering that he had become Liu Zhicheng, he accepted it calmly. After entering the ancient tomb, he was neither arrogant nor impatient. Even now, when danger was everywhere and the possibility of escaping from the island was so small that it was almost impossible to see, he still did not show any irritation, anxiety, or despair.
He did not have the courage to work hard, but he also would not be dejected and give up hope. He just followed his own rhythm and did it step by step.
Now that the old man wanted to rest, Zuo Qingcang sat on the ground and decided to recall the martial arts that Liu Zhicheng had learned.
As an ordinary sergeant in the Northern Army, the only martial arts that Liu Zhicheng had learned was called Kunlun Palm. This set of martial arts was so simple that almost everyone in the Northern Army could learn it.
Zuo Qingcang recalled for a while and also felt that there was nothing special about Kunlun Palm. There were only a few simple movements. After all, this set of martial arts was not used to fight enemies in the Northern Army. It was used to strengthen the body and train the body.
Its concept and meaning were a bit like the yoga and aerobics that Zuo Qingcang had learned in his last life. Its purpose was to train the body, not to fight enemies. As for fighting on the ground, low-level soldiers like him only practiced some simple movements such as chopping and piercing.
After all, such movements were more efficient in the army. How could they be taught the fighting skills of the Jianghu?
Zuo Qingcang went through the Kunlun Palm a few times from the beginning to the end but did not manage to find anything special about it. Thus, he stood up, planning on performing it himself to test out the effects.
The movements of Kunlun Palm were simple and direct. Basically, it was a complete set of palm movements to exercise the muscles and ligaments of the hands, feet, chest, back, and waist. It could help the user exert more power in a fight.
Liu Zhicheng had practiced this set of palm technique countless times. Although this was Zuo Qingcang's first time practicing it, he felt an extremely familiar feeling coming from his body. Each of his movements was very smooth and relaxed. In less than two minutes, he had finished practicing the entire set of palm technique.
After finishing the set of Kunlun Palm, Zuo Qingcang felt warm all over his body, as if there were streams of heat flowing around. He knew that it was because his muscles were giving off heat after the exercise.
Or according to this world, I am giving off spiritual power?
However, after Zuo Qingcang practiced it once, he realized that the effects of this palm technique were better than he had imagined. He had trained over half of the large muscle groups on his body, and the intensity was also very high. After practicing it once, his shoulder muscles were already aching.
It meant that the shoulder was the weakest part of his body. It secreted lactic acid first, and the muscle fibers were the first to break.
According to Zuo Qingcang's memory, he usually practiced Kunlun Palm 50 times a day for about two hours. At that time, his limbs would be sore, and he would have to rest for a whole day to recover. He was already considered very diligent in the Northern Army.
Then Zuo Qingcang practiced Kunlun Palm more than 10 times. He could feel that his whole body was hot and sweating. He didn't stop, but kept on practicing. For Liu Zhicheng, this was just the beginning. For Zuo Qingcang, this amount of exercise was normal.
He had already decided to use Kunlun Palm as an after-meal exercise.
Two hours later, thin layers of heat could be seen coming out of Zuo Qingcang's body. This effect could be seen because Liu Zhicheng's muscles were already very strong.
However, what was different from the past was that each time Zuo Qingcang performed the Kunlun Palm, he would be able to feel streams of heat gushing out from his stomach, darting into his limbs and bones.
It was the nutrition or energy he had absorbed from the dwarf's body. It was being transported to every part of his body through the blood circulation system. However, Zuo Qingcang had never sensed such a clear sensation in his previous life. It was as if he could feel that he was getting stronger every second.
And the place where the heat gathered the most was his chest. It was like a ball of fire, getting hotter and hotter.
He didn't know whether it was because of the dwarf's body or the special human body in this world that caused this phenomenon. But it didn't stop him from being intoxicated by this feeling. This feeling of becoming stronger at every moment simply made him incomparably intoxicated.
After Zuo Qingcang practiced Kunlun Palm countless times, he felt that there was not a single muscle in his body that wasn't sore or painful. An unprecedented tiredness attacked him. He knew that he was almost at his limit, so he immediately slowed down his movements and gradually stopped.
Seeing that he had stopped, the old man who had been awake for a long time said, "This set of palm techniques is not bad, but it feels like it's not enough. It seems that many of the key parts have been deleted, and it's only used to strengthen the body of ordinary people."
Zuo Qingcang nodded in agreement. Obviously, the imperial court wouldn't casually teach the so-called true martial arts to the soldiers. After he stopped and took a few breaths, he immediately told the old man what he felt just now.
The old man said with a smile, "This is the effect of directly absorbing spiritual power by swallowing the dwarf's body." He stood up, stretched, and explained to Zuo Qingcang, "The greatest difference between martial arts and Dao techniques and ordinary training is that firstly, there's visualization and meditation. These are steps that no other training has."
"Visualization is the basic skill of Taoist martial arts, and meditation is the key to the sublimation of martial arts."
From the old man's explanation, Zuo Qingcang understood that when practicing Taoist martial arts, spiritual power was obtained through the Life Plexus. This was the source of energy. Through visualization, one could cultivate psychokinesis. However, psychokinesis was very weak and could only be used for some delicate operations. It was more of a primer.
Then, with spiritual power as the source, psychokinesis as the primer, and external Taoist materials as the ammunition, it was Taoist martial arts.
For example, the simplest flame Taoist martial arts, the Fire Dragon Technique, was to use the flame spiritual power in one's body. According to Zuo Qingcang's understanding, it was a person who could absorb heat radiation and release it to ignite the Fire Powder, which was the material of the Taoist martial arts. Then, one's psychokinesis would control the Fire Powder into a fire dragon to attack. This was naturally many times more powerful than simply using the flame spiritual power in one's body to burn people.
A fire dragon that could fly freely in the air was one of the simplest offensive methods of Daoist techniques. It was called Object Manipulation, and it was also the most common offensive method used by Daoists before they reached the level of Heaven Palace Cultivation.
However, even the simplest method was enough to make a Taoist a human cannon on the battlefield.
Of course, the old man naturally didn't know how wrong Zuo Qingcang's understanding was. He continued, "Taoist martial arts are different. Taoist martial arts rely on psychokinesis and spiritual power to affect the external body, while martial arts rely on the Innate Qi to affect the internal body.
The so-called martial arts of mortals is nothing more than training the muscles, skin, and bones. Without the Innate Qi, no matter how much they train, there is no way to break through the limits of the physical body. "
"However, by practicing true martial arts, one can strengthen the Innate Qi and improve the physical body. In the end, not only will one have the strength of a dragon and elephant, but it will also be easy to be invulnerable."
Seeing that Zuo Qingcang was listening attentively, the old man continued, "In the process of practicing true martial arts and strengthening the Innate Qi, other than the 'movement' of the posture like the Kunlun Palm that you practiced, you must also match it with the 'stillness' of breathing and meditation. The combination of movement and stillness, the generation of Yin and Yang, is the real superior martial arts. "
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