Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 412 - 260: Extraordinary Wisdom, Let Me See Where Your Limits Are! (Subscription Request) _2
Chapter 412: Chapter 260: Extraordinary Wisdom, Let Me See Where Your Limits Are! (Subscription Request) _2
"Why would anyone skip lunch to eat dinner at noon?"
Even Murong, being an old riverside, had never encountered such an oppressive environment.
Having lunch at noon, and still getting tipped off about it?
Duan Yun found it even more absurd.
In his past life, snitching meant sneaking out to surf the internet. Nowadays, even eating a roasted corn at noon could be reported?
However, Duan Yun and Murong were not affected at all, because they were geniuses.
They had already figured out the Stele, not clueless like the others.
Murong asked, "Apart from these three Martial Arts, did you really not see anything else?"
Duan Yun said, "These three Martial Arts, just looking at your Hand Technique, when you connect them, what do you feel?"
"What do you feel when you connect them?"
"It’s just a Hand Technique, it seems to be just that."
Speaking, Murong’s hands started moving involuntarily.
He practiced once and still had no clue.
"What does it mean exactly?" Murong asked.
"It can only be understood, not conveyed in words," Duan Yun said.
After finishing their corn, the two continued to the Stele.
At this time, Murong looked slightly pained.
It was obvious that Duan Yun had realized something more, but he had not.
Keeping up with Old Demon Duan’s pace was indeed too hard.
If it weren’t for looking around and seeing a bunch of fools even worse than him, he might have even doubted his one in ten thousand talent.
At night, Duan Yun went to sleep.
Murong was still staring at the Stele.
Thus, Duan Yun was the first and only "drama king" to go to bed.
Even natural drama kings started to roll up their sleeves.
Just when Duan Yun was soundly asleep, someone shook him awake.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Murong’s enchanting face.
"What are you doing?" Duan Yun asked.
"I’ve realized it!" Murong exclaimed excitedly.
"What have you realized?"
"Hand Intent, I just practiced my Hand Technique forcefully twice, and noticed a thought entering my mind, as if refining my spirit. You said at noon it can only be understood, not conveyed, the intent you mentioned is the Hand Intent!
This Hand Technique appears ordinary, yet it can gather Hand Intent, refining the martial will of a practitioner!"
Murong asserted confidently.
He indeed was a genius!
He had uncovered the mystery of this Hand Technique.
"What else?" Duan Yun said.
"What else?"
"What you’ve realized now, I realized while urinating, and now, I am beyond that," Duan Yun said nonchalantly.
His Extraordinary Wisdom just told him in a dream that the Cultivation Technique on the Stele was not simply about emphasizing intent over moves.
"Have you realized something again?" Murong’s eyes turned red.
To think that such a genius like him could only keep up with Old Demon Duan’s pace before lunch.
Though accustomed to it, he still couldn’t help but want to blurt out, "This man is terrifying indeed!"
Duan Yun consoled him, "Don’t be discouraged; keeping up with my morning concepts already shows the stature of a Grandmaster."
"If someone like me has the stature of a Grandmaster, what are you?"
"Of course, the Overlord among Grandmasters."
"What’s that?"
"Dominate the world."
"Dammit."
Even as a beautiful girl, Murong couldn’t help but swear.
Though anxious about not keeping up with Old Demon Duan’s pace, he still managed to courageously ask, "Any hints?"
Duan Yun said, "Since Hand Technique, Finger Technique, and leg technique are all about intent, what’s their difference and similarity?"
"You haven’t shown me your Finger Technique yet."
"That’s your problem."
"But I have already shown you my leg technique!"
"That’s still not my problem."
Seeing Murong’s face turning red, Duan Yun could only demonstrate his Finger Technique once.
Murong memorized this Finger Technique firmly and was ready to go out again.
Duan Yun said, "Why aren’t you sleeping?"
"Utterly surpass you, you pure seductress!"
Duan Yun watched Murong brothers leave, feeling this place was truly bizarre, it could really turn a person into a ghost.
You see, a person like Murong who could Lie Corpse for days without turning over, is now not sleeping at all, planning to stay up all night to surpass me in practicing the Cultivation Technique.
It’s truly outrageous.
"Sigh, I had planned to stay up all night too."
"Forget it, even if I fell asleep, Extraordinary Wisdom will still work and give me dreams."
"Extraordinary Wisdom, keep operating!"
As Duan Yun spoke, he lay down and fell asleep again.
In the early morning, Murong brothers came back, their eyes bloodshot.
While others needed to sleep for two hours, he hadn’t slept for even one, all to catch up with Old Demon Duan.
Unfortunately...
Murong couldn’t help but sigh: "No more, I really need to sleep."
At this moment, Duan Yun opened his eyes, stretched lazily, and his first words were—"I have realized it!"
Hearing this, Murong, who had just lain down, suddenly sat up stiffly like a corpse, astonished, "What else have you realized now?"
Duan Yun said, "I have grasped the mystery of that Stele, this should be enough to meet the elder now. But to be cautious, I still shouldn’t reveal too much too soon."
Murong took a deep breath, "I don’t believe it, you were clearly deep asleep."
He had just roughly figured out the Finger Technique and Hand Technique, not yet fully mastering the leg technique.
Mainly because Zhao Yin, that stinky lady, became cautious and stopped showing off after Duan Yun stole her techniques.
He was extremely tired, just wanted to come back to catch his breath, and sleep for half an hour before continuing, but this fellow claims to see through everything after sleeping.
Dream on!
"Who says one can’t realize truth while sleeping, have you never heard of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly? As long as there’s wisdom, you can realize the truth in dreams," Duan Yun explained earnestly.
What he said was true, during his sleep, the Extraordinary Wisdom integrated all he had previously perceived, allowing him to see through everything.
Indeed, he still hasn’t fully exhausted the potential of the Extraordinary Wisdom!
Duan Yun’s explanation seemed far-fetched.
Extremely far-fetched.
However, Murong knew, this guy was always far-fetched.
From the first moment he met this guy at Yuzhu Villa, he had been unsettled by his illogical ways.
Or rather, this guy was inherently mad, making this world seem a bit crazier.
Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly? Realizing the truth through sleep?
Why don’t you say sleeping with a woman can also lead to enlightenment?
Anyone else saying such things would surely be deemed a lunatic, but coming from Duan Yun, it made Murong feel a sense of absurd truth.
Could he truly possess Extraordinary Wisdom?
Murong, looking at a refreshed and clear-headed Duan Yun upon waking, still disbelieved, shaking his head, "I don’t believe it, unless you show it to me."
He had always known that the path of Martial Arts was not fair; the difference between individuals was even greater than that between humans and pigs.
But Murong refused to be that pig.
Duan Yun pondered, "Then we need to find a relatively secluded place to do it, as it involves the use of True Qi."
So, without even sparing half an hour to sleep, Murong followed Duan Yun, secretly crawling through the latrine to an unattended cornfield.
"Are you sure you want to see?" Duan Yun asked, standing in the cornfield.
"Certain."
"You shouldn’t see it."
"But I insist."
If not for both dressing as women and truly demonstrating Martial Arts, any uninformed individual would suspect they were up to something shady in the cornfield.
"Seeing it comes with consequences."
"What consequences can’t I endure?" Murong confidently said.
Countless nights lying under the bed, enduring endless sorrow, entwined like vines with Endless Hatred, had already forged his unyielding spirit.
"Alright then, I’ll indulge you."
Speaking, Duan Yun used his left palm, right finger, and kicked out with his left leg.
These were the three Martial Arts techniques grasped by different people from the Stele, now simultaneously executed by Duan Yun. At the same time, Murong witnessed three different Hand Intents.
These three intents, distinct from each other, suddenly merged together.
And then he saw a crane.
An Immortal Crane spreading its wings.
Not only did it represent the blending of Hand Intent and True Qi, but also very fine hairs.
The body hair that Duan Yun, previously disguised as a woman had shaved, but which had grown back.
In the next instant, Murong fell to the ground, emitting a painful noise.
He was defeated by Old Demon Duan’s body hair!
What kind of Cultivation Technique was this!
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