Nothing to do today, check the life and death book

Le Jinxi couldn't help but think of the saying in his mind: Even a rabbit bites when it is cornered.

"Stop, stop, stop! Just pretend I didn't say anything. I can't afford to offend a rabbit that knows kung fu and can bite people. Bye!" Le Jinxi instantly became cowardly. He picked up the storage bag that was knocked down by the rabbit and without stopping for a moment, he ran away.

The next moment, the rabbit smiled, raised the corners of its mouth in a very human way, and then lay there doing nothing and fell asleep.

After running for two miles, Le Jinxi heaved a sigh of relief after making sure the rabbit hadn't followed him. He muttered with grievance, "What the hell is going on! Why am I so miserable?"

Then he thought, "Oh! That's not right! Didn't I go to the back mountain just to practice? Isn't this place more suitable for practice than the back mountain?"

The scene before him was very similar to that of Lingze Mountains, except that Su Yueyu was not there.

Looking at this, Le Jinxi felt a sense of loss.

After thinking for a moment, he rubbed his cheeks hard with both hands and said to himself: "Don't worry, Sister Yu, I will work hard to improve my cultivation and rescue you personally."

"Gun!" With a loud shout, all the melancholy in his heart was swept away. He performed a set of sad wind and moonlit night dancing in spring and Autumn, changing the speed unpredictably, and the rhythm was controlled just right.

What puzzled him was why the same moves seemed so vulnerable when used on rabbits.

"Did I fail to understand this move, or did I miss something?" Le Jinxi fell into deep thought.

It seemed as if there was a figure gesturing something back and forth in front of him. Le Jinxi was stunned, staring at the empty air like a possessed person.

One breath, two breaths... After a quarter of an hour, he suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Basics, it's the basics! My basics are too poor!"

If you think about it carefully, from the very beginning, Su Yueyu had only taught him the Dragon Locking Spear Technique. As for those basic moves he knew, they were merely derived from the Dragon Locking Spear Technique!

Although the Dragon Locking Spear Technique is powerful, there are basic moves throughout each and every move. If you can't even master these basic moves to the extreme, how can you master it?

Thinking again about the figure that had just appeared in my sight like an illusion, I felt as if I had seen it somewhere.

"Battle Gun Technique?" Something flashed through his mind. He took out the Battle Gun Technique book and opened it. He was surprised to find that the contents in the book were completely different from before. It was no longer elusive moves and patterns, but some of the most common basic moves and patterns.

One move, a hundred styles, this is how Le Jinxi understands this new martial art.

Just the stabbing technique has no less than a hundred types, including straight stabbing, horizontal stabbing, oblique stabbing, etc., which are clearly presented in the form of patterns.

Not only that, the following moves, including blocking, piercing, chopping, and pushing, all have hundreds of styles.

It has to be said that Le Jinxi admires the person who wrote this shooting execution from the bottom of his heart. He has reason to believe that someone who can figure out the basic shooting moves to this level must not be an unknown person.

The man moved, the gun came out, and the Moonlight Spear in his hand stabbed straight out. This one move was nothing special.

"Let's do it again!" A gleam of determination flashed in his eyes. He repeated an action over and over again. This practice lasted for two hours.

Sweat was streaming down his face, and the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.

Le Jinxi was even more puzzled. How could such a simple action be more laborious than practicing the Dragon Locking Spear Technique?

After taking a short breath, he continued swinging his gun until his strength was completely exhausted. He then lay on the ground gasping for breath. Perhaps he was really too tired, and he fell asleep without realizing it.

In the dream, Le Jinxi dreamed of the transparent figure again. The figure stood with a gun in his hand. Just when Le Jinxi was trying hard to see his face clearly, he suddenly moved, and stabbed hundreds of times in one go.

Then, his movements slowed down and he thrust forward. Le Jinxi really heard the sound of a whoosh breaking through the air. When the gun was retracted, a fist-sized mark in the void touched by the tip of the gun slowly disappeared.

"Just a simple stab can leave a mark in the void. How is he able to do that?" Le Jinxi stared at his movements closely, watching each one carefully and not missing any slight movement.

"That is..." His hard work paid off and he finally found the problem.

Those were lines that appeared in different positions of his body as the transparent figure made different movements. The lines extended from one part of the body all the way to his hands and feet, as if injecting powerful power into his hands and feet, making each move powerful enough to leave traces in the void.

Le Jinxi became more and more stunned as he looked at it. He didn't know how long it had been. When he woke up from his dream, he didn't feel like he had been dreaming at all. He clearly remembered every movement and the position of every line.

"Could those lines be the so-called meridians?" Le Jinxi murmured, somewhat unsure.

"Oh! If only the figure could talk, I could ask something."

His mind raced, and he thought of the Black and White Impermanence. "After all, they have lived for more than a thousand years, so they should know."

The message was sent into the Book of Life and Death, and after a while, the Black and White Impermanence came out.

"I say, you are so troublesome. Can't you let people practice in peace?" Bai Wuchang was the first to scold, and Hei Wuchang followed him, staring at Le Jinxi with a cold face.

Le Jinxi came over with a smile and said, "I have run into a difficult problem. It's because you are so knowledgeable and experienced!"

"If you have to fart, do it now!" Bai Wuchang squinted his eyes and glanced at him.

At this moment, Le Jinxi didn't care about his attitude anymore. It was because he had something to ask for help. He quickly described the current situation.

Looking at Bai Wuchang again, he fell into deep thought, and after a long while he hesitated and said, "That should be it! I don't know either. We don't need any meridians for cultivation, but I do have a good thing here, I think you can use it."

As he spoke, Bai Wuchang suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a walnut-sized cube. He muttered a few words, and the cube quickly grew larger and turned into a box.

He opened the box, rummaged through it, and threw a palm-sized bronze figure to Le Jinxi.

The bronze man is densely marked with acupuncture points and meridians, which looks very much like the human acupuncture point model in traditional Chinese medicine, but much smaller.

"This was given to me by an old monk before he died. It should have been more than 700 years ago. I remember he seemed to have said something about Bodhidharma... the I Ching Muscles or something like that. Alas! It's been too long, I can't remember clearly!" Bai Wuchang tried hard to think about it, but he really couldn't remember clearly.

"Dharma Patriarch, Yijingjin?" Le Jinxi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously muttered: "Aren't those all made up in martial arts novels and TV dramas?"

To be honest, his attention was entirely on the box.

"What do you want to do!" Just from the look in his eyes, Bai Wuchang had guessed what he was thinking.

Then, in front of Le Jinxi, Bai Wuchang recited a few words, and the box returned to its original size. He quickly grabbed it and put it into his mouth.

"Tsk! So stingy!" Le Jinxi was still staring at his mouth reluctantly.

"You'd better give up those little thoughts and stop paying attention to my baby," he said, and dived into the Book of Life and Death.

Le Jinxi opened his mouth, said something vaguely, and then focused his attention on the bronze man in his hand.