What Zuo Zhicheng wanted to teach Ji Nanxian was naturally some simple physical and chemical knowledge related to Taoist techniques. Taoist techniques were not like martial arts, which required a variety of knowledge to be used properly. After all, the relatively simple Life Cluster of Flame Cave was not as good as a torch if it was used to set a fire.
However, by using various Taoist techniques and materials, combined with various environments and terrains, it could release astonishing power. This required a flexible mind and a wealth of knowledge.
Zuo Zhicheng could not teach her too much in this hour. At most, he could enlighten her. Ji Nanxian still had to rely on herself to learn.
After a week of self-study, Zuo Zhicheng could see her talent in this area. Her martial arts talent was not bad. If it was difficult for her to learn physical and chemical knowledge and she did not show any other special talents, Zuo Zhicheng did not plan to transplant the Life Cluster of Life to her for the time being.
He wanted her to focus on martial arts first. In the future, he would teach her true martial arts first. As he spoke, Zuo Zhicheng's mind power kept fluctuating, transmitting waves of majesty, willpower, and cold thoughts to Ji Nanxian.
Starting from his personal one-on-one teaching, she would naturally become stronger and stronger. Of course, such a person would also need to be controlled.
Drugs were the last resort. Zuo Zhicheng was now using his own mental cultivation in the Human Appearance Realm to influence her with the Hell Soul-Cleansing Scripture. Of course, he was not refining her into a doppelganger like how the Holy Son of Hell refined his Outer-body Incarnation.
Instead, he was injecting his own majesty, terror, and strength into the depths of her soul bit by bit, planting the image of an invincible and inviolable image in her mind. For an eight-year-old girl who had not even succeeded in cultivating Qi, this was naturally very simple.
In the future, Zuo Zhicheng would do this for every student he taught one-on-one. It was a preventive measure.
Time passed quickly. Ji Nanxian, who was learning this for the first time, was very serious and diligent. However, she was only eight years old after all. She did not even know many words. After learning for an hour, her head was spinning and she felt like she was listening to a heavenly book.
Zuo Zhicheng shook his head. After all, the other party was still too young. Dao techniques were different from martial arts. Of course, it was best to practice martial arts from a young age. However, Dao techniques had to be learned from reading, learning literature, and experimenting with various kinds of learning. The younger, the better.
There was a lot of knowledge that could not be understood without a certain amount of wisdom. Ji Nanxian, who was only eight years old, was clearly at a disadvantage in this regard.
Zuo Zhicheng said, "Well, that's all for today. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask Shen Anan. The exam will be held next week at this time and place. Do you have any other questions? "
Ji Nanxian thought for a moment and asked, "My lord, between martial arts and Taoist magic arts, which one is more powerful?"
Zuo Zhicheng's eyes slightly flickered. He looked at Ji Nanxian and said, "Temperament is the most important thing on the path of martial arts. Close combat was the most important. If he could sneak up on the Daoist priest and launch a sneak attack, the success rate would be very high.
But on the other hand, dao techniques were strange and unpredictable, often beyond the imagination of ordinary people. They also had psionic vision. The chance of sneaking up on their real bodies and launching a sneak attack is very small.
So if the two sides fought, it would depend on whether the martial artist could crack the opponent's dao technique. If he could, the martial artist would win. If not, the Daoist priest would win.
As for who is more powerful in martial arts and Taoist magic arts, I can only say that when a martial artist cultivates to the highest realm, he should be able to kill whoever he wants. But when a martial artist cultivates to the highest realm, he may be able to change the world. "
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Under a small hill in the north of Haijing City, a troop of soldiers and horses was transporting supplies. A large number of weapons, gunpowder, and even a huge cannon were placed on their carriages. Zhu Yuwen had spent a lot of money on these armaments for the Tiger-Wolf Army.
And now, so many armaments were being transported here under the command of Qing Yueqiu.
"Stop." Qing Yueqiu, who was wearing a military uniform and riding on a horse, looked valiant and formidable. She waved her hand and the whole troop stopped. She jumped off the horse and walked to the front. Zuo Zhicheng was standing there.
The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she was smiling.
"Welcome back."
Zuo Zhicheng asked, "How have you been recently? How's the cultivation of the White Expanse? "
"It has reached a bottleneck." Qing Yueqiu said lightly, "It seems that it has reached the limit of the cultivation of the Heavenly Palace. Before it becomes half-psionic, I'm afraid that it can only increase its strength through other means."
That was how dao techniques were. As long as the materials and methods were available, the quality of the body could be improved very quickly. As for combat strength, in addition to the quality of the body, it also required a lot of external conditions.
Zuo Zhicheng nodded, "The White Expanse can do a lot of tricks. After a while, I'll discuss it with you." He looked at the soldiers behind Qing Yueqiu and said, "Let them go. The two of us are enough for the rest."
After the soldiers of the Tiger-Wolf Army left, Qing Yueqiu brought Zuo Zhicheng to a dozen carriages and said, "This is the first batch of armaments that Master Zhu promised. The rest will be completed in about ten days. He also asked me to ask about Zhu Bang's situation."
"Not bad," Zuo Zhicheng casually picked up a crossbow arrow and said, "What is the material?"
Qing Yueqiu explained, "It's made of alloy steel and formed in one piece. It's much better than repeated forging. It may have used a special dao technique. White gunpowder was added to it, and it will explode upon contact. "
This kind of explosive arrow was a powerful weapon of the Da Qi State army. During war, it was shot by ballistas or crossbows, and its power was unparalleled.
Zuo Zhicheng nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, let me try."
As he spoke, he had already taken a long arrow that was as thick as a bowl to an open space under a hill. He held the long arrow in his left hand, and a dozen bone spurs grew out of his back. Then, there was a loud sound of blood gushing out of his body, and the whole ground seemed to be shaking.
The Earthly Roar, the Destructive Palm, the Green Mist Breath, and the Milky Way Overturned. The three forces combined into one, and Zuo Zhicheng's body drew a white airwave as he rushed out.
The blood in his body flowed faster and faster, and the bone spurs on his back kept vibrating, spurting out a large amount of airwaves that could be seen with the naked eye. His speed kept increasing, and in the blink of an eye, he was only a black dot in Qing Yueqiu's eyes.
When this speed increased to the extreme, even the muscles and bones all over his body began to creak. His right palm blocked the front, and the long arrow in his hand was fiercely thrust forward.
The extreme speed of running and the speed of the spear had reached a limit. The explosive arrow, which was twice the speed of sound, was stored in the virtual space.
Traces of green blood flowed out of Zuo Zhicheng's nose. The rapid explosion had broken his capillaries.
He shook his head, "It's still not enough. If I add something, it should be faster."
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