Martial Arts Domination: Start With The Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique Chapter 6: Skin, Muscle, Tendon, Bone, the Four Major Gates! (Seeking Collection) - Novel Cool

Chapter 6: Skin, Muscle, Tendon, Bone, the Four Major Gates! (Seeking Collection)

Chapter 6: Skin, Muscle, Tendon, Bone, the Four Major Gates! (Seeking Collection)

"The path of martial arts, from the exterior to the interior, is divided into four major gates: Skin, Flesh, Sinew, and Bone!"

"In other words, to cultivate martial prowess, one must sequentially complete the four stages of Skin Tempering, Flesh Tempering, Sinew Forging, and Bone Tempering."

"However, for ordinary people, accomplishing these four stages is as challenging as ascending to the heavens."

"Firstly, acquiring martial arts is exceptionally difficult. These skills are controlled by noble families and sects, and only their disciples are allowed to cultivate them."

"Secondly, each of the four stages—Skin, Flesh, Sinew, and Bone—requires an immense amount of resources to achieve success through refinement."

"This is why it's said that the wealthy excel in martial arts while the poor are left with only words. Without a substantial family background, one simply cannot afford the pursuit of martial arts."

"Therefore, in the martial world, those who reach the Skin Tempering Realm are considered formidable, those in the Flesh Tempering Realm can roam freely and live a carefree life, and those who attain the Sinew Forging Realm can establish their own influential power."

"As for the Bone Tempering Realm, it not only demands abundant resources but also requires the martial artist to possess exceptional natural talent to achieve such a level."

"Here in Black Goose City, the strongest should be Captain Ji Xiaowei. But even he has only reached the Sinew Forging Realm, the third of the four major gates."

Inside the crude earthen hut, the dark-faced man explained to the young man before him.

Finally, he sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "So, how could we commoners ever hope to learn martial arts?"

Qin Zheng felt a twinge of disappointment but still bowed to Wang Er in gratitude, saying, "Regardless, thank you, Brother Wang, for clearing my doubts."

Wang Er waved his hand and then spoke with curiosity, "Yesterday, I saw you wield the Ghost Head Blade with such force that even Stone Clan Chief was held back."

"I thought you knew martial arts."

Qin Zheng shook his head and replied, "My family has been executioners for generations, and we've passed down some techniques, but they can't be considered true martial arts."

After elevating the Ghost Head Blade Technique to the Perfect Level, a warm current appeared within his body, nourishing his entire being and making his skin resilient.

Combining this with the four major gates Wang Er just mentioned, Qin Zheng realized he had likely entered the Skin Tempering Realm.

However, even with the Perfect Level Ghost Head Blade Technique, he had only managed to pass through the first of the four major gates.

The old man, on the other hand, had reached the Sinew Forging Realm, the third gate.

The gap between their levels was vast, which explained why Qin Zheng couldn't even block a single move from his opponent.

This also indicated that the Ghost Head Blade Technique was indeed of low quality and couldn't be considered a true martial art.

"I see," Wang Er nodded, then fell silent, deep in thought.

Qin Zheng also lowered his head, contemplating the next step to break through his current predicament.

First, he confirmed his advantage: the Golden Finger Virtue Scroll, which allowed him to directly consume merit to enhance his martial arts.

Secondly, his role as an executioner could help him accumulate merit.

What he lacked now was a decent martial art.

If he could obtain a good martial art, he could quickly improve himself using the Virtue Scroll, thus breaking through his current situation.

Therefore, the current challenge was how to acquire a martial art.

But this thought led to another impasse.

Given Qin Zheng's current status and position, he had no access to other martial arts.

If this path to strengthen himself was blocked, he could only seek a powerful ally for protection.

As this thought crossed Qin Zheng's mind, an image of a cold-faced man wielding a long knife appeared in his thoughts.

Captain Ji Changyin, the Stationed Army Captain of Black Goose City. In this city, he was the only person Qin Zheng knew who could protect him.

The other sect forces had no connection to him, so why would they agree to protect him?

After all, Ji Changyin had broken through three of the four major gates and reached the Sinew Forging Realm. His destructive power was akin to a human-shaped beast. Blocking him would likely result in significant losses.

And so, he was merely an executioner at the execution ground, tasked with beheading criminals.

Moreover, he wasn't even a soldier under Captain Ji's command, so why would the other party agree to protect him?

He didn't possess anything of value.

If he had to name one thing of value, it would be the Virtue Scroll in his Heart Sea, but he had no control over it.

Qin Zheng would never consider using it for a trade.

The only gamble was to convince the other party of his potential worth!

Qin Zheng was confident that if he could overcome this crisis and obtain martial arts, he would not be limited to the Four Major Gates in the future!

With the power of the Virtue Scroll, he believed that given time, he would definitely break through the Four Major Gates and reach higher realms!

Qin Zheng decided to act on his thoughts and stood up, ready to return to the military camp next to the execution ground with Wang Er.

The garrison troops at the execution ground oversaw the prison and punishment of Black Goose City, but their base was not within the city; instead, it was located beside Black Goose City.

The army did not interfere with politics, and politics did not tangle with the army; they were separate but mutually supervised each other.

This was the situation in Black Goose City.

Just as Qin Zheng was about to speak, Wang Er furrowed his brows and hesitated, "Little Brother Qin, if you really need martial arts, I might have a way."

Qin Zheng's spirit trembled at these words.

He eagerly asked, "What way?"

Seeking protection was not as good as becoming strong oneself! Even if Captain Ji agreed to protect him, he couldn't be by his side at all times.

That old man was of the same realm as Captain Ji, a formidable opponent who could fight back.

There was no guarantee that the other party wouldn't take the risk and act secretly under Captain Ji's nose.

So this wasn't a safe option either; it was merely a last resort.

Wang Er lifted his head and looked at Qin Zheng, asking, "After the Golden Cicada Gang was destroyed, all their property was confiscated."

"But the Golden Cicada Gang has been rooted in Black Goose City for so many years; even if their property is seized, there might be some things overlooked."

"So, during this time, some people will appear to sell the Golden Cicada Gang's belongings."

"If you can afford the price, you should have a chance to buy the Golden Cicada Gang's martial arts."

"Of course, the Golden Cicada Gang's signature technique is definitely off-limits, but some other less noticeable martial arts should be available."

As Qin Zheng listened to Wang Er, he gradually understood.

This was the doing of the stationed army captain!

The confiscated property belonged to the entire military camp and, by extension, the Imperial Court.

However, if something was overlooked and picked up by someone else to be sold, it became theirs.

Technically, these overlooked items should still be considered the property of the Imperial Court.

But the Imperial Court wouldn't send people to investigate every single case, would they?

The Great Jin Dynasty's territory was vast. If they thoroughly investigated every faction that was destroyed, the officials of the Great Jin would have no time for anything else.

Therefore, in the case of confiscated property from destroyed factions, it was up to the officers in charge to decide what was overlooked and how much.

However, these matters were of little concern to Qin Zheng at the moment.

He hurriedly asked, "How can I contact them?"

Wang Er thought for a moment and replied, "This afternoon, at the seventh hour, there will be a small exchange on a flower boat by the riverbank in the west of the city."

"If you want martial arts, just tell the manager there, and you'll get a response on whether it's possible and the price."

(End of Chapter)

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