From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

60, Secret Treasure

Buying a knife?

Ren Qingshan had seen the first-tier knife, and its quality was up to the "fine" level. When they were fighting, it was no less effective than his own knife.

But what use would Lu Haichuan have for this knife?

"The bandits want it?"

"Does that knife hold a secret?"

Ren Qingshan asked thoughtfully.

Lu Haichuan blinked twice, not expecting this person to be so quick-witted, seeing right through him in one sentence.

"The bandits at Kill Tiger Pass asked Lu Jiu to deliver a message, saying that the knife was a token of one of the nineteen bandit groups in the eastern part of the prefectural city, and they were determined to take it back."

"This matter is like a minor ailment to you, but it will still cause some trouble."

"Furthermore, I don't want to damage your reputation, but the Lu family still needs to pursue business in the future, so it's better to make money through harmony. My Lu family will spend money to buy it, make it public, and then secretly deliver it to those bandits after this crisis has passed."

As Lu Haichuan spoke his mind, his oily forehead seemed to gleam with the light of wisdom.

Actually, he didn't want Ren Qingshan to know these things.

After all, martial artists are prone to anger and might cause trouble.

However, since Ren Qingshan already had some suspicions, he had no choice but to frankly discuss the pros and cons.

"What is the strength of that gang of ruthless bandits at Kill Tiger Pass?"

Ren Qingshan immediately understood what he meant, took a sip of tea, and casually asked.

"The three leaders of Kill Tiger Pass are three brothers born of the same mother. They should all have the strength of the late Silver Blood stage and have also learned a set of strategies. However, the reason why this bandit has been entrenched in Kill Tiger Pass for so many years is because he spends a lot of money on the officials in the prefectural city every year. There are many intricate relationships behind him."

Lu Haichuan's voice was very low, almost a whisper.

Ren Qingshan's brows twitched slightly, and he stood up: "I'll think about it and give you an answer tomorrow."

"Lord Ren!"

Lu Haichuan was a little anxious and hurriedly said something. Judging from his posture, he seemed to have some ideas.

"Um?"

"It's better to avoid trouble. You're going to take the military examination for the lowest degree, and then the higher degree. You'll naturally be heading towards an official career!"

"Ren Mouzong rose to power not through petty scheming, but through the knife in his hand!"

With a clanging sound, Ren Qingshan pushed open the door and stepped out.

Lu Haichuan stared at the broad, sturdy back of the man, momentarily stunned, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

It makes some sense that Qing'er could secretly fall for this person.

That's really lucky.

But thinking back to the scene in the restaurant just now... was it really just a knife?

but.

He speaks righteously but is actually very cunning, and his martial arts skills have improved remarkably.

This person truly possesses the bearing of a soaring dragon.

……

The study at home.

Ren Qingshan opened the door with the key, picked up the knife from the antique shelf, and examined it carefully.

This is a ghost-head knife, with a wide and thick blade and a thin edge.

The handle was forged from meteorite iron and wrapped with a thread of some unknown material for grip, giving it an excellent feel. The dark red bloodstains were impossible to wash off.

He took his own knife and Ren Qingshan unwrapped the silk binding on the hilt. He focused his eyes and quickly found a tiny hole, about the thickness of a hair, on the hilt.

There really is a mechanism involved?

The way this small hole is opened seems to require the use of the fine needles from the hidden weapon box.

This bandit has some brains.

Ren Qingshan felt as if he were solving a puzzle.

Take out the concealed weapon box, carefully take out a fine needle, and gently insert it into the small hole.

Click.

The end of the hilt suddenly sprang open, revealing its hollow center.

Inside was a roll of yellowish, exceptionally soft silk.

Suspicion infected him, Ren Qingshan used his inner energy to protect his entire body, pinched the silk with two fingers, and the first six large characters on the silk came into view.

"Dragon Subduing True Qi Battle Technique"

It's actually a true qi combat technique?

Named after the Dragon Subduer, how domineering is that?

There are two types of true qi: "training methods" and "combat methods".

Fang Yanping's basic internal energy cultivation method was only for practice, focusing on internal cultivation, and did not teach combat techniques.

True Qi combat techniques are incredibly powerful but extremely difficult to master. After all, they require unleashing immense power with one's own flesh and blood, and the slightest deviation could backfire and injure oneself. They are often closely guarded secrets of various schools and sects.

Even the imperial court had to verify one's identity and assess one's merits before granting an official title.

This Dragon Subduing True Qi battle technique before us...

Ren Qingshan focused his gaze and carefully examined the tiny characters, no bigger than a grain of rice.

This method is extremely yang and powerful. It consists of three palm techniques: the Tiger Subduing Technique, the Dragon Subduing Technique, and the Flying Technique. When the move is executed, it is accompanied by dragon-shaped energy, creating a powerful and unstoppable force.

The silk scroll contains detailed records of the methods for transporting and unleashing true qi, as well as the essentials of palm techniques, and is extremely complex and comprehensive.

The prescription and method of refining the medicine are attached. This method is fierce and domineering, and must be practiced with the "Dragon Subduing Pill" to avoid damaging the meridians.

Finally, there is the signature and the origin.

This method was created by a Zen master named "Jingyue" of the Dragon Subduing Holy Sect. When he was on his deathbed, he used the precious "Millennial Demon Silkworm Silk" to record this battle technique with the ultimate skill of "Microscopic Finger," leaving it for those who are destined to receive it.

In the 62nd year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a wicked dragon wreaked havoc, causing devastating floods and a terrible famine. The imperial court failed to provide adequate disaster relief. The Dragon Subduing Holy Sect opened its gates wide and sent its disciples down the mountain to provide disaster relief, robbing the rich to help the poor. Zen Master Jingyue killed a corrupt official and opened the granaries to distribute grain. Other masters of the Holy Sect did many similar things. Later, the imperial court ordered the extermination of the sect!

Jingyue was seriously injured and fled, eventually passing away peacefully in the mountains.

Looking at these, Ren Qingshan thought of the tattoo on Yixiandao's face. This man had been a criminal and exiled to the border army... Could it be because of this?

"This line of blades has really given me a tough time."

Poison pill!

The Dragon Subduing Saint Sect was branded a traitor by the imperial court, and this law was considered a forbidden law.

Moreover, once mastered, its power is astonishing, and it possesses a dragon-shaped aura that cannot be concealed.

But once a master has mastered a skill, few martial artists can resist practicing it.

Besides... even if we don't practice, if word gets out about this, we'll be in deep trouble.

……

Day two.

In the morning, Ren Qingshan went to the Lu family with a knife. After announcing his arrival, he was allowed to enter.

Lu Haichuan, Jin Xiulan, and Lu Qingyi were all there, the whole family was having breakfast together.

If this matter were handled by the Lu family, and were to come to light and be investigated, they would face endless troubles at best, and the entire family at worst be executed.

His family must have accumulated a lot of good karma; he's lucky to have met me.

Thinking this, Ren Qingshan said he had important matters to discuss with Lu Haichuan, and that the mother and daughter were not allowed to listen in, so he immediately got up and went to the study.

"There is a tremendous secret hidden in this knife."

Close the door, and let Qingshan see things clearly.

Lu Haichuan was startled: "Please speak, sir."

"There is a document hidden inside... I don't know if it's a martial arts manual or a treasure, but in any case, its origin is extraordinary."

In his haste, Lu Haichuan broke out in a cold sweat. He took a deep breath and quickly calmed himself: "Please enlighten me, sir. I will keep my mouth shut. Our two families are closely connected. If I reveal even the slightest secret, may I die a horrible death!"

Ren Qingshan stared at him for a few moments, then shook his head and smiled, "There's no need for such a solemn oath. I came to find you because I trust you. Grind the ink for me."

Lu Haichuan quickly prepared paper and pen, and ground the ink. Then he saw Ren Qingshan pick up the pen and write:

"The Secret Scripture of the Great Mystery".

"Zhao guest wears a silk tassel, Wu hook sword shines in the frosty moonlight."

"A silver saddle shines on a white horse, swift as a shooting star."

"Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles."

"Having accomplished his task, he dusted off his clothes and departed, leaving no trace for a thousand miles."

……

"Though I die, my chivalrous spirit remains, I am worthy of being a hero in this world."

"Who can write your masterpiece, the Tai Xuan Jing, even in your old age?"

Lu Haichuan stared blankly, sensing a profound and mysterious atmosphere, which indeed concealed a secret.

It resembles a martial arts technique, or perhaps a secret treasure.

The entire piece consists of twenty-four sentences and one hundred and twenty characters. It is grand and magnificent, with amazing literary talent, and is something that no ordinary person could write.

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