Chapter 6

Chapter six bright fingerprints!

"Eighteen knives intertwined? The Yellow level first-class Sabre technique, even to the peak, instantly cut eighteen knives, densely covering the enemy's key points, so that the enemy can't hide. I don't have a knife in my hand, and this explosive force is more than enough, the continuity is insufficient, and it's inappropriate."

"Nine Dragon whip? The whip turns into a python, entangles the enemy, strangles the enemy, and breaks his tendons. The requirement for weapons is too high..."

"Eighty one road spring silkworm palm, with Qi like water, yin and softness lingering, layers of nets, until the enemy finds out, it is too late to repent... Too Yin and softness, not suitable for me."

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Chen Feng kept picking up a martial arts script. After reading it, he put it back.

He has several requirements for martial arts: first, it is simple, easy to master and easy to practice. Second, it is powerful, with few moves and strong momentum. Third, it should conform to his kung fu.

Although he didn't know the origin of the bedoro leaf golden Sutra he cultivated, the true Qi he cultivated was peaceful, vast and powerful, just like the water of the four seas merged into the rolling river, which was unstoppable! So he also has to choose such a skill.

Chen Feng turned around and came to a bookshelf.

This bookshelf is located in the deepest and most inconspicuous position on the second floor. It is covered with dust. At a glance, it can be seen that almost no one comes here to choose martial arts.

Chen Feng carefully scanned it, and then shook his head. No wonder it's covered with dust. It turns out that almost all the martial arts here are fragments, and you can see from the name that it's very rare and difficult to cultivate. He was about to leave when his eyes swept to a place and he couldn't help but let out a slight sigh.

He went to the end of the bookshelf, where there was a very obvious bulge, but Chen Feng observed it carefully, and he saw it.

He reached out and tentatively pressed on the bulge.

Move! Press it!

Chen Feng was excited, and then he heard a light click, and a small box popped out on the side of the bookshelf, only one foot square, in which a martial arts secret script was placed impressively! The pages have been yellowed for years.

Chen Feng excitedly took this martial arts script in his hand and could hide it in the interlayer of the bookshelf. He said that there was nothing magical about this script, and he didn't believe it even if he was killed.

"Bright fingerprints!"

"After practice, the true Qi condenses into a golden handprint, which is hit in the air. It is extremely hard, like refined gold. At the initial stage, it destroys wood and stones, and at the later stage, it moves mountains and fills the sea! It is as bright as the sun and as bright as gold, which is suitable for people who practice to Yang Zhigang or righteous and honest true Qi! The disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of true Qi."

"It turned out to be the Yellow level three level skill! Unfortunately, there are only fragments, so it will be reduced to the Sutra Pavilion of the outer sect! If it is a full version, I'm afraid it will be included in the Sutra Pavilion of the inner sect or the core sect. It is said that the highest level skill of the outer sect of the whole Qianyuan sect is no more than the Yellow level three level!"

"But even if it's a fragment, it's enough for me to support to the first level of the divine gate! That's it, it's simply made for me!"

Chen Feng was very excited. This bright handprint was simply too suitable for him. Due to the different physiques of martial artists, the nature of true Qi in practice was also different. When he reached the Shenmen realm, opened the Shenmen, and entered the secret realm, the nature of true Qi would be greatly affected by the secret realm. His true Qi is extremely masculine, as bright as the sun, and there are few mellow and moderate ones, so there are few suitable for practicing Guangming fingerprint.

But he fits well.

He kicked the secret script of Guangming fingerprint into his arms, hurried downstairs, thanked the elder Taishang, and then left with Han Cong.

After he left, the elder Taishang went up to the second floor and came to the innermost bookshelf.

Although Chen Feng restored the interlayer to its original state and carefully covered it up, he still couldn't escape his eyes.

He shrunk his eyes slightly and muttered, "it's the secret script that was taken away. It's powerful, but it's only a fragmented volume with many defects. You don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse if you get it."

Chen Feng returned to the hut with a bag in his hand. The bag is full of inferior spirit stones, a full 16 pieces, which Han Cong gave him. Han Cong, an elder, is not rich and has limited savings. Chen Feng knows how much this intention is, and he is very grateful.

The cottage is by the river, separated by a forest and wilderness from Brokeback peak. It is very quiet, and few people come.

He removed a cabinet full of sundries in the hut, dug down from here, and soon found a large box. After opening it, it was full of spirit stones.

A total of 180 yuan! For five years and sixty months, three yuan a month, all his savings are here.

Chen Feng sat cross legged, holding a spiritual stone in his hand, looking at his nose and heart, and soon entered a state of calmness. He knows how powerful his enemy is. If he wants to avoid being killed and revenge, he must practice every minute and every second.

According to what his master taught him before, he spread the true Qi on his palm and slowly contacted the spirit stone to draw out the spirit Qi inside the spirit stone and absorb it into the body. But this is not the end. You have to use the skill method to convert spiritual Qi into your own true Qi before you can complete the cultivation.

With his triple strength after tomorrow, he will absorb the power of a spirit stone for at least one day!