Zhang Beixing finally understood why Teacher Liu had been so shaless about wanting access to the library.
This was because the library housed an overwhelming number of books!
Wherever his gaze fell, there were books and more books.
And these books had even been ticulously categorized.
Different types, each with its own dedicated section.
Fist techniques were in the fist technique section, palm techniques in the palm technique section—everything was clearly demarcated.
Was this the heritage of the Chen Family, built up over hundreds of years?
Zhang Beixing was astounded.
He subconsciously walked forward two steps, his eyes landing on these books.
There, he discovered many martial arts secret books he had never even heard of before.
Half-Drunk Arhat Fist, Primordial Chaos Palm, Nine Peaks Cloud Step...
The nas seed more intimidating one after another.
Zhang Beixing even spotted a book titled "Supre White Lotus, Ninety-Nine to One, Unparalleled Under Heaven, Anti-Qing Consecutive Palms."
What the hell was this?
Seeing this long string of nas left Zhang Beixing dumbfounded.
What the heck?
He had never heard of this palm technique before.
Out of curiosity, Zhang Beixing picked it up.
Just as he was about to open it to see what it was, Elder Chen, who had already reached the stairs to the second floor, felt sothing was amiss. He turned his head and noticed Zhang Beixing holding a book with an incredibly long na, about to open it.
Seeing this, Elder Chen paused briefly, though he wasn’t particularly surprised.
Essentially, almost everyone who visited the Chen Family’s library found themselves drawn to this book’s title and would pick it up for a look.
So Elder Chen reminded him, "Young Zhang, don’t bother with that. It’s a naless cultivation technique my Chen Family ancestor found in so unknown village. We’ve examined it in various ways; it’s just a slightly interesting, ordinary palm technique with no real profundity. The long na is purely for show."
"The Martial Arts secret manuals on our Chen Family’s first floor are mostly cultivation techniques created by individuals from among the common people. The truly valuable items are on the second and third floors!"
With that, Elder Chen pointed upwards.
Hearing this, Zhang Beixing finally understood.
So it was a technique created by common folk themselves. No wonder its na was so cringeworthy; he had never heard of it before.
Thinking this, Zhang Beixing put the book back and then hurriedly followed Elder Chen upstairs.
As they walked, Elder Chen introduced the layout of their library to Zhang Beixing:
"Our Chen Family’s library has three floors. The first floor stores Martial Arts techniques collected from all over the nation. These are plentiful and varied, but most don’t lead to significant achievents; their potential is limited."
"The second floor houses certain Martial Arts techniques that, while perhaps lacking direct lines of inheritance, possess high upper limits and are widely circulated. Although not as nurous as those on the first floor, they are all genuine, and one can achieve genuine mastery with them—like the well-known Tai Chi, for example."
"The third floor is truly extraordinary. It houses the cultivation insights left by our Chen Family ancestors and various other predecessors. This is our ultimate destination today."
"Young nephew Zhang, it’s rare for you to visit. Apart from wanting to understand the significance of Grandmaster and Great Grandmaster, is there anything else you’d like to know?"
As he spoke, Elder Chen turned his head to look at Zhang Beixing.
He truly admired this young man, who was exceptionally talented at such a young age.
Upon hearing Elder Chen’s words, Zhang Beixing pondered for a mont before saying, "Actually, there is, Chen Taishan. May I see the insights on the Northern Sect’s Eight Pieces of Brocade left by your Chen Family’s predecessors? I feel there’s still room for improvent in my Eight Pieces of Brocade!"
"Of course! However, you may only look at three. After all, the Northern Sect’s Eight Pieces of Brocade is a core technique of our Chen Family, and the insights left by our ancestors are the very heart of that core. We cannot reveal too much. Please understand, young nephew Zhang," Elder Chen explained.
Zhang Beixing nodded, expressing his understanding.
After all, he wasn’t a mber of the Chen Family. For Elder Chen to allow him into the library to peruse others’ Martial Arts Training insights was already an exceptional gesture. To say nothing of his current request to view the insights left by the Chen Family’s own ancestors. Even though Elder Chen had been the one to bring it up, it was like a colleague politely asking if one had eaten—a re courtesy. It was only because Zhang Beixing was the one to voice the request. If it had been anyone else trying to take such advantage of an opening, Elder Chen would have sent them packing long ago.
"Thank you, Chen Taishan. Should you need anything in the future, just ask!"
Zhang Beixing bowed to Elder Chen as he said this.
Elder Chen had shown him such consideration; naturally, he couldn’t just stand there unmoved like a simpleton.
Hearing his words, a smile spread across Elder Chen’s face. He chuckled and said, "Okay," then said no more on the matter.
However, after leading Zhang Beixing to the third floor of the library, Elder Chen let him browse freely while he himself went to fetch the insights on the Northern Sect’s Eight Pieces of Brocade left by their Chen Family ancestors.
Zhang Beixing nodded upon hearing Elder Chen’s words.
He imdiately began searching among the myriad books.
Before long, one book caught his eye.
Though described as a book, it was more like a very thin notebook. However, its thickness wasn’t what primarily caught Zhang Beixing’s attention. The crucial detail was the author: Li Zhenfan!
Many people might find this na unfamiliar.
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