It doesn't matter which of the two stories is true.
Chen Kuang knew that this dragon gum was really a sword!
The masters around Emperor Liang at that time were not acting without purpose, but they really sensed the danger.
If Chen Kuang had intended it at that time, Emperor Liang's neck would have been cut off on the spot when the first sound of the piano was heard!
This isn't some kind of sound kill.
This harp is a sword through and through!
A conceptual sword that can kill people with just a thought!
Therefore, for thousands of years, no one has been able to play it, and no one has understood it.
But perhaps no one in the world knows about this matter except Chen Kuang and the musician who bought him and taught him to play the piano.
Chen Kuang, with the help of this "bug", obtained a weapon that would never be discovered by anyone while being a prisoner.
This will also be his greatest reliance in the future.
"But then again... who exactly is that musician?"
Chen Kuang had a huge question in his mind.
After the musician bought him, he didn't really raise him. He didn't even tell him his name, but only called him "teacher."
Because this man was so poor that he could only wander around and perform on the streets. He often had no food to eat and had to rely on the little kid Chen Kuang to pretend to be pitiful and beg for food.
After teaching him for about three years, the musician sold him to a teacher at the Taichang Temple as an apprentice and left.
But after only three years of instruction, Chen Kuang's piano skills reached an astonishing level.
However, after that incident, Chen Kuang became quiet, just doing his own job and never doing anything out of line.
"Forget it. If a person like this wanted to be famous, he would have been famous long ago."
"I've been trying to find out over the years, but there's still no news. This shows he's trying to hide his existence. There's no point in overthinking it."
Chen Kuang shook his head.
He closed his eyes and began to try the clay-and-gold sculpture method that was imprinted in his mind.
This body-building technique has almost no threshold or requirements, but its content is very powerful.
The main training method of clay sculpture is to use a specific cross-legged meditation posture and breathing method to move qi and blood throughout the body and strengthen the whole body.
The postures are divided into eight phases:
"Descent from Tushita Heaven", "Rebirth from White Lotus", "Two Dragons Bathing the Buddha", "Moon Covered with Kasaya", "Vajra Bodhi", "Supreme Fruit of the Way", "Wheel of Agni", "Entering Nirvana".
Every time one can obtain a new image, it represents a new level of cultivation.
The first phase is called "Tushita Descent to Heaven" and it looks very simple, basically a relaxed cross-legged sitting posture.
But how to move Qi and blood, how to control every inch of muscle, all require exquisite control. Without the experience taught by Huo Hengxuan, it would take at least three years to get started.
"General Huo, this is really difficult. Perhaps my talent is really too poor."
"Otherwise, why don't you try to teach me that more strange and powerful grass-cutting sword technique?"
Chen Kuang pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.
From the name to the content of this technique, Chen Kuang felt that this should be the authentic practice method of Buddhism.
However, a legendary figure like Huo Hengxuan must have extraordinary experience, so it is normal for him to know something about Buddhism.
This technique is indeed very powerful.
The eight images are derived from the process of Buddha's enlightenment, and are definitely the true secret of Buddhism!
But it is obvious that Huo Hengxuan, as a killing god and general, is better at and more famous for his swordsmanship.
The other party was already prepared to take a gamble and give away everything they had learned in their life.
It turned out that Chen Kuang was not talented enough, so he had to change to a simpler one.
It was like suddenly braking at the critical moment of a sprint.
It is a great test of the inch-stopping technique.
Chen Kuang was also helpless, but at this point, he had no choice.
After all, this kind of thing is like mathematics, if you don’t know it, you don’t know it.
Besides, he is a time traveler.
Sometimes this is not necessarily a good thing.
He tried hard to understand the principle, but from time to time, he kept thinking, "This is unscientific," "How could a human be able to do such a thing?", "Are these spiritual energies controllable nanorobots?"
Such strange thoughts and ideas.
After being disturbed, Chen Kuang always felt that something seemed to be wrong and he couldn't calm down at all...
Huo Hengxuan next to him seemed to sense something and turned his head to take a look.
Seeing Chen Kuang's crooked and completely wrong posture, a few black lines suddenly seemed to appear on his expressionless face.
Huo Hengxuan took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.
Like a sigh.
The old man turned his head away. Fortunately, he didn't intend to pin all his hopes on this man.
Huo Hengxuan, with a somewhat hunched figure, stuffed the last bit of steamed bun into his mouth and chewed it slowly over and over again.
“Click.”
A slight movement seemed to come from between Huo Hengxuan's teeth.
Huo Hengxuan remained expressionless. He moved his tongue, pulled out the thin thread from the remnants, and then swallowed it.
A slight smile finally appeared on his always cynical face.
This thin thread is not a silk thread, but a gold needle made by intertwining thousands of fine gold threads. It can be soft or hard.
Of course... the most important thing is that it can follow the meridians into the dantian and then spread out, removing the restrictions on Huo Hengxuan.
But there is only one chance.
It must be foolproof.
Huo Hengxuan had previously mentioned that the face he recognized had appeared as a jailer tonight.
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