Chen Ping's Sword-Chapter 33: Planting False Clues, Where the Sword Points

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Chapter 33: Chapter 33: Planting False Clues, Where the Sword Points

Qi Blood Body Refining Tier One, is inherited in the martial arts schools, martial halls, societies, and military.

Because, as long as you eat well, with sufficient nutrition, just practicing aimlessly will eventually yield some results.

It’s a classic case of being easy to learn but hard to master.

Initially, many people can achieve success in their cultivation.

But reaching the second stage becomes very difficult.

Just the resources required for cultivation become precious.

A variety of old medicinal herbs are needed to replenish qi and blood, heal damages. It also requires years of grinding qi, blood, and martial skills... each step is extremely difficult.

Moreover, some will hide the intricate key points, treating them as family treasures.

They won’t be imparted easily.

The story of students surpassing their masters happens every day.

Thus, while low-level techniques are easy to learn, high-level skills are hard to attain.

This path is easy initially but difficult in the later stages.

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As for Qi Refining, even more so.

Ordinary people aren’t qualified to learn.

Without the guidance of a master, occasionally gaining a chance, learning from incomplete secret manuals. It’s possible that one might inadvertently suffer a deviation, leading to ruptured meridians and death.

Unlike Qi Blood Martial Arts, ordinary people without inheritance and guidance can’t even enter the door.

But according to Chen Ping, once you get started, the later path is somewhat smoother.

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’Now with 4 Tribulation Points, I can elevate the level of [Seven Stars Step], speeding up Qi Cultivation and accumulating more Dantian Internal Qi.

And upon breaking the realm of the stepping technique, combat would be faster, offering more variations, making it not useless either.’

Thinking this, Chen Ping shook his head helplessly.

It’s out of necessity.

His [Wandering Body Bagua Palm] has been trained to perfection, this cultivation technique is very handy, accompanying him from his past life through countless years of hard practice.

It helped him deal with many enemies.

Earlier, overcoming tribulations, defeating Jiang Yiming and Chief Constable Wang, was largely due to having trained to the level of instinctual evolution and responsive change in his fist technique realm.

But there’s no way forward now.

In future legends, those martial arts grandmasters known in history probably practiced to a level similar to his current one.

No one achieved longevity enhancement, organ strengthening, blood exchange, and rejuvenation.

The occurrence of such situations.

Chen Ping had speculated in his mind.

Mostly because in the previous world, as vitality became thin, the martial arts created were only suitable for the environment at that time.

Practicing Bagua to perfection, the body is strong, already reached the limit.

This isn’t the philosophy’s limit but the martial technique’s limit.

Originally, it was a boxing technique researched during the End of Dharma Era, expecting to reach the heights of the Era of Manifestation, probably not even the creator imagined Eight Trigrams Fist could be practiced to the point of flying.

Isn’t that nonsense?

’Then, if wanting to continue down the path of Qi Blood Martial Arts... the matter of cultivation technique is also urgent.’

’After witnessing the martial techniques of numerous schools, I can integrate into the Bagua philosophy, further evolving this fist technique.’

He clearly doesn’t have that depth now.

Stop thinking too much.

Mental thoughts shifted to the depths of the mind, two faintly transparent globes shimmering.

These are points gained upon killing Jiang Yiming and Chief Constable Wang.

Perhaps they are marks.

’Who exactly to choose for stealing fortune opportunity?’

In fact, there’s no need to choose.

Jiang Yiming’s fortune globe is evidently brighter than Chief Constable Wang’s.

The value is naturally higher.

As for Tang Sanliang and Lv Xi, not sure if the Spring and Autumn Silkworm despised them or what, not even a single globe was gained.

Whether it’s for enhancing techniques with Tribulation Points or activating "Trace Origin and Steal Fortune," it requires time, adaptation, and cultivation, this place is clearly unsuitable.

Mental thoughts flashed in an instant, Chen Ping paused slightly and immediately had an idea.

Taking one step as two, swiftly walked to Tang Sanliang’s side.

He remembered this short stature, child-like fellow, carrying a lot of odds and ends.

He has hidden weapons.

Previously during the surprise attack, it wasn’t that the opponent didn’t want to strike but had no opportunity to do so.

Jumping to the wall top, Tang Sanliang was already covered with shattered blades like pockmarks... his right hand still reached into the leather pouch at his waist, but until his last breath, he didn’t take anything out.

Opening the leather pouch, Chen Ping saw some Bone-Piercing Nails, flying knives, sleeve arrows, and some poisoned fine needles, etc.

Thinking, this fellow was indeed well-prepared, worthy of an experienced wanderer of Jianghu.

He picked up sleeve arrows, long-handled flying knives, and Bone-Piercing Nails.

First pulling out the crossbow-arrow in Jiang Yiming’s brow, replacing it with a sleeve arrow, the wound size was just right, not showing much difference.

Then tossed a long-handled flying knife into Zhang Ruoxue’s chest...

Also used Bone-Piercing Nails in a triangle formation on Chief Constable Wang’s body, finally throwing a flying knife into his throat.

Turning his head.

Chen Ping searched on "Soul Chaser" Lv Qing.

Found some pungent black poison powder, sprinkled a few handfuls in the air, sticking to Jiang Yiming and the others...

Quickly tidied up the scene, and stabbed Tang Sanliang and Lv Xi with the sword several times... Chen Ping then left with three one hundred taels silver notes and dozens of taels of broken silver found.

The silver notes were found on Jiang Yuming, who seemed quite wealthy, carrying large amounts of money, a bright yellow warm jade hanging on his waist, his family background was likely outstanding.

The pity is that some things are too conspicuous, difficult to take.

For example, the yellow jade on Jiang Yiming’s waist, the jade hairpin of Zhang Ruoxue... Chen Ping didn’t even touch them.

Including the Fine Steel Treasure Sword with inscriptions, Chen Ping didn’t take it either.

After completing the setup, carefully examined, case re-enactment performed in the mind.

These were both knife and sword injuries, as well as hidden weapon wounds, likely ending in mutual destruction.

This is how it happened.

Several evildoers abducted the Zhang Family’s only daughter intending to act shamelessly.

Chief Constable Wang Dashu, noble scion Jiang Ziming valiantly came to rescue, pursued tightly.

A conflict ensued between both sides...

Next, it’s whether the incoming constable has keen eyes and strong capabilities?

Chen Ping rather hoped.

The higher the cultivation of the person coming, the better, the more insightful the better.

The stronger the reasoning, the better.

Thus, his setup isn’t wasted.

’I don’t believe, having caused such a mess, Seven-Colored Hall remains unaffected.’

Chen Ping exited the courtyard, covered his face with a sleeve, sped off to the street, and shouted angrily, "Changfeng Martial Arts Hall, dare to belittle Seven-Colored Hall’s people? I’ll come another day for a showdown."

His voice resonated along the street...

Pedestrians were startled, suddenly panicked, turned their heads in unison. Seeing a shadow dash into an alley, disappearing.

Soon, curious people approached.

Entered the courtyard.

Sounds of shock arose.

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Chen Ping wove through several alleys, again became limping.

With hair disheveled, following the route described by Zuo Duanshou, headed straight for Haitang Courtyard on Shuangqiao Street.

Chang Sansi lives there.

’Currently, the only flaw is Chang Sansi.

He knows my whereabouts.’

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