Lu Jin’an originally thought Zhiyu didn’t need to learn, after all, most of the injuries of cultivators can be healed with elixirs, no need for stitching or bandaging, but after a bit of thought, still decided to let Zhiyu learn a bit.
Just in case it cos in handy.
"Then I’ll teach you a needle technique." Lu Jin’an tugged the reins to slow down: "The ’Fu Yuan Needle Technique’ my older sister taught back then, you can learn it."
Back then, after starting Body Refinent, Lu Yunzhu taught this needle technique with the aim to let oneself understand the human acupoints and learn to heal and treat oneself.
However, later on, it was no longer needed because progress in Qi Cultivation allowed many injuries and illnesses to be healed through spells and elixirs.
But for cultivators, the 356 acupoints are indeed crucial, though damaging them is quite troubleso because of the constant protection of Spiritual Power.
However, in a place like the Eastern Dynasty, it’s considered a major weapon.
"Master, tell Zhiyu." Seeing Lu Jin’an not speaking, Zhiyu hurriedly urged: "Zhiyu wants to learn."
"Alright." Lu Jin’an smiled, recalling as he spoke: "Fu Yuan Needle Technique, initially an acupoint acupuncture, healing and Qi transformation art, later a thod for defeating enemies and killing, the needle techniques include insertion, shaking, twisting, kneading, scraping, flicking, vibrating, flying, eight variations, endless transformations..."
"Master, could you speak slower, Zhiyu can’t keep up."
Lu Jin’an smiled, patiently explaining again: "But to practice, Zhiyu must first learn the 356 acupoints of cultivators."
"Mmhm." Zhiyu blinked: "Zhiyu has acupoints?"
"Yes, especially demon beasts that undergo Transformation, similar to humans."
"Oh~"
"The human body’s vital acupoints number thirty-six, as long as you rember these, with your strength Zhiyu, success in killing is almost guaranteed." Lu Jin’an continued to slow his speech: "Most important is the Bai Hui Acupoint at the top of the head, this acupoint is the eting of all Yang, the sect of all veins, it’s the acupoint for seeking life in the midst of death..."
While teaching Zhiyu, Lu Jin’an also simulated in his mind, unconsciously recalling the poison Nanzhi used in the Nanzhuo Domain back then.
That poison could be considered a kind of seal on the body’s ridians, so sealing acupoints was still useful, especially for cultivators who don’t do Body Cultivation.
After all, without Body Refinent, one cannot use one’s own power to bring the dead to life, to flesh the bones.
"Did you rember what was said just now?"
"Rembered!"
"Just so, there’s a band of mountain bandits ahead, let’s practice on them."
"Oh!"
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"Prince, look, over there, quickly look!"
In Guangming City of Jinchi State, King Yu, Dongfang Yinghai, hurried under the escort of his subordinates to a Taoist temple in the south of the city.
Inside the temple, on the ancient bell, a white fox raised its head, speaking human words.
"Divine on, Southwest rises, King Qin wins, peace throughout the land, abundance for the people..."
The crisp and lively voice spread far and wide, inside and outside the temple, many had already knelt down, shouting blessings descending upon the land.
Dongfang Yinghai, his steps halted, looked at this white fox, eyes as wide as copper bells.
White fox?
Demon?
Speaking?
Having lived so long, it’s the first ti Dongfang Yinghai witnessed such an unusual phenonon, feeling like he was dreaming.
As one of the dynasty’s Princes, he had naturally seen many historical facts unknown to the public, throughout history those rebels who rose by claiming blessings to gather forces were all fabrications, only deceiving so common folk.
But now... what was he witnessing?
Dongfang Yinghai quickly looked around, trying to find soone using ventriloquism to collaborate with this white fox, but found nothing.
"Go, capture that fox!" He imdiately commanded, yet the surrounding guards hesitated.
Dongfang Yinghai’s gaze turned sharp: "You all..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the white fox standing on the bell suddenly stand up, surrounded by flowing light, it directly transford into a girl wearing a white dress with fox ears and tail.
The girl spread her arms, continued to repeat the previous words.
More and more people knelt, even several Prince Mansion guards imdiately knelt down.
King Yu, Dongfang Yinghai, watching this scene, was stupefied, was this really the descent of a divine decree, blessings on the land, heaven helping King Qin!?
Such, such, such, such...
Dongfang Yinghai felt his longstanding beliefs were severely shaken, and in his shock, the girl once more transford into a white fox, leapt down from the bell, and darted out.
No one stopped it, nor did anyone dare to.
"Prince, prince." The steward whispered: "Lately, there’s been rumors all over about the descent of white fox blessings aiding King Qin, originally I thought it was foolish talk, but now seeing... King Qin indeed has divine assistance."
Dongfang Yinghai lifted a hand to cover his heart, feeling his blood rushing fiercely within.
"Bet on right, bet on right, bet on right..."
Dongfang Yinghai muttered softly, although still thinking this was a trick by Dongfang Xinglan, but no matter what, Dongfang Xinglan managing to produce such a realistic trick was worth betting on!
"Return to the Prince Mansion!"
Dongfang Yinghai commanded softly, turned, and strode away, a smile unknowingly spreading on his lips.
Since the feigned allegiance invitation from Yunshan State’s Jinnan City, inviting King Qin to a banquet, he hadn’t slept well, knowing full well it was a banquet of treachery.
If King Qin went, how could she escape the trap laid by Jinnan City?
But if she ignored Yunshan State’s ’sincere’ offer of allegiance, she would lose political initiative in the now war-torn Southern provinces, further trapping her, who was originally the leader of the rebel army, into even greater disadvantage.
But now, with the appearance of this white fox, this puzzle was effortlessly solved.
Heaven-sent blessings are now on King Qin’s side, even if Jinnan City wishes to kill King Qin, they must consider the people’s will in the Southern provinces.
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