piratefiction Chapter 60: The White Tiger Carrying a Corpse!
Chapter 60: The White Tiger Carrying a Corpse!
"right."
Master Li looked solemn.
"Xingyiquan originated from Xinyi Liuhequan, which is a powerful martial art passed down by Yue Fei."
"To cultivate this 'mindset' and control the body's energy, one must have a diagram that can calm the restless mind."
"I see that you follow the Xingyi style, and you have a strong sense of killing intent about you."
"Ordinary 'Five Elements Diagrams' and 'Twelve Forms Diagrams' probably can't contain your unruly spirit."
Lu Cheng's heart stirred.
His kung fu skills were given to him by the system, but he earned them through fighting.
In particular, the [Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound] and [Toad Fishing Force] are extremely domineering techniques.
Ordinary images may not necessarily work.
"Does Master Li have such a diagram?" Lu Cheng asked.
Third Master Li hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.
"Mr. Lu, I won't lie to you."
"The reason why my Iron Fist Gym has been able to establish itself in this southern city is because of the [Iron Lion Guardian Map] passed down from our founder."
"This is a medium-grade fundamental painting. It depicts an iron lion weighing a thousand pounds, crouching at the mountain gate, unmoved by wind and rain, exuding majesty. I have practiced for forty years, visualizing this iron lion, and developed a body as strong as a copper wall and iron wall, as well as a steady and hidden strength of the 'suppression' technique."
At this point, Master Li's voice suddenly stopped.
Looking into Lu Cheng's eyes, which were filled with a thirst for knowledge and had a faint golden light shimmering deep within them, he forcefully extinguished the thought that had just popped into his mind.
Cold sweat trickled down his temples.
No! Absolutely not!
Li Sanye roared inwardly, his fingers trembling.
Although the [Iron Lion Gate Guardian Diagram] is a mid-grade item, it would be highly sought after in the martial arts world. But that's only for ordinary people!
Who is this Lu Cheng? He is a peerless gem who was seemingly given ten years of internal energy by some Taoist master who traveled the mortal world!
For a martial artist, the first "intention" they visualize sets the tone for their entire life; it is the very foundation of their foundation!
If you visualize a lion the first time, you will remain a lion thereafter. Only if you visualize a dragon will you have the potential to become a dragon in the future!
The more Li Sanye thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his back was instantly soaked with sweat.
Since that venerable immortal who had never shown himself was willing to expend his power to bestow this blessing upon him, it meant that he regarded him as his successor, or even as his own son! He placed high hopes on him, expecting him to one day break through the void and become an immortal being!
If I were to be ungrateful at this moment and show Lu Cheng this mediocre "Iron Lion Gate Guardian" painting...
It's like someone who clearly has the destiny of a true dragon, but I insist on giving them a picture of a mongrel. This is equivalent to ruining Lu Cheng, this peerless gem, and making him "narrow"!
If that old master of the Elixir of Immortality found out, his carefully cultivated disciple's first chance to "establish his intention" would be ruined by a mere broken diagram...
Li Sanye shuddered, as if he could already see the legendary immortal on earth slapping down and turning his little iron fist gym and its inhabitants into dust.
At that time, not only would my old life be wiped out, but all the dozens of people in my Iron Fist Gym would have been wiped out by that old ancestor.
Who can withstand the wrath of the Grandmaster of Elixir?
I can't give it to him. I absolutely can't show him this picture. Giving it to him would only hurt me.
Master Li took a deep breath, as if it were burning his hand, and quickly stuffed the oilcloth bag containing the "Iron Lion Gate Map" back into his arms, stuffing it tightly.
He raised his head, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, and his tone became even more humble, even tinged with fear.
"Mr. Lu, this picture of mine... won't do."
"Huh?" Lu Cheng was taken aback. "Why won't it work?"
"Too rough, too inferior, not good enough for you!"
Third Master Li said decisively, belittling his family heirloom to the point of being worthless.
"My iron lion is nothing more than a lifeless guardian, possessing only brute strength. Your skills are like clouds in the sky or dragons in the sea. To try and visualize my image is to mislead you and lead you astray!"
"If you... cough cough, if your elders in the family found out, they'd probably tear this old body of mine apart."
Lu Cheng was completely confused. What elders in the family?
But seeing Li Sanye's inscrutable expression and his pale face, he didn't ask any further questions.
"According to Master Li, are there any good maps of Beiping?"
"Yes, and only one!"
Li Sanye's eyes became mysterious, even carrying a hint of fanaticism.
"That's a terrifying picture... one glance at it and your soul will be shattered."
"Oh?" Lu Cheng's eyes lit up.
"President Liu of the 'Simin Martial Arts Club,' a disciple of Master Liu Dekuan, and currently the leading figure in Xingyi Quan... President Liu!"
"In his possession, there is a painting that has been passed down for hundreds of years... the 'White Tiger Carrying a Corpse'!"
"A white tiger carrying a corpse?"
Upon hearing those four words, Lu Cheng felt a throbbing sensation in the skin on the back of his neck.
What a fierce name.
Just listening to it exudes a bloodthirsty and menacing aura.
"That's right."
Seeing that Lu Cheng had taken an interest, Third Master Li stopped hiding his intentions and poured himself a glass of wine to moisten his throat.
"This picture shows an old item, with an incredibly significant provenance."
"Legend has it that during the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, a grandmaster whose vital energy had depleted but whose martial arts skills had reached a divine level entered Changbai Mountain alone in order to seek the final opportunity to 'break through the void'."
"In that frigid and desolate place, he didn't encounter a tiger, but he did encounter the legendary... 'Biao'!"
When Li Sanye said this, he lowered his voice to a very low level, as if afraid of disturbing something indescribable.
"As the old saying goes, 'Of three cubs born to a tiger, one will surely be a monstrous tiger.' This monstrous tiger was a wicked offspring abandoned by its mother. In that extremely cold land, it ate raw meat and drank blood, and somehow, after consuming some rare and precious treasure, it did not die. Instead, it grew into a magnificent tiger king, pure white in color and as large as a calf!"
"At that time, the leopard had just hunted down an adult black bear, its mouth filled with the bloody bear carcass. In the midst of the swirling snow, it suddenly turned around and met the eyes of that grandmaster."
Master Li took a deep breath, his eyes filled with terror, as if the scene was right before his eyes.
"Just one glance!"
"Without any moves, without any attack, the ferocity and murderous aura in that beast's eyes, along with that 'divine' aura that seemed to transcend all living beings, actually shattered the Grandmaster's remaining mental strength on the spot!"
"That's truly... a single glare that could kill a grandmaster!"
"That grandmaster crawled back with his last bit of resentment. After returning to his room, he didn't say a word, but poured his heart and soul into painting this picture with his finger dipped in blood."
"The moment the painting was completed, the grandmaster fell from his brush and died, his breath fading away!"
"This picture contains not only the true meaning of the tiger form in Xingyi Quan, but also the 'spirit' of that peerless ferocious beast, and all the 'essence, energy, and soul' of a grandmaster before his death!"
It seems that only such a ferocious creature and such an exquisite fundamental diagram could be worthy of Lu Cheng's terrifying power of unknown origin.
Only by recommending this picture can the venerable ancestor behind it, Baodan, find no fault with me!
Li Sanye secretly wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling that he had made the right move.
Lu Cheng listened with great interest.
A single glare can kill a grandmaster? A stroke of the pen can lead to death?
This "White Tiger Carrying a Corpse" painting doesn't sound like martial arts from the mortal world; it sounds more like a visualization from the world of immortal cultivation.
But instead of being afraid, his blood began to boil.
He possessed the thunderous voice of a tiger and the keen eyesight of a leopard, and his body had long been tempered to resemble that of a real tiger or leopard. But what he lacked was that final touch of "divine power."
The finishing touch is what's missing!
If one can subdue the "biao" in the painting and visualize the true meaning of the white tiger, then the light and dark forces within one's body will have a domineering and boundless "commander".
"But what about President Liu..."
Lu Cheng tapped his fingers lightly on the table, somewhat hesitant.
"I've never met him before. Would he really lend me this family heirloom?"
People in the martial arts world value this "fundamental diagram" more than their own lives.
That is the foundation of that discipline, a treasure kept secret.
Not to mention outsiders, even personal disciples are not allowed to see it until they have reached the required level, for fear that their temperament is not strong enough and they will go astray after seeing it.
"Hey, if it were anyone else, there would be no chance."
Master Li grinned, revealing the shrewdness of an old fox.
"But you, Master Lu, are different."
"You really brought honor to the martial arts community of Beiping in that battle at Guanghe Tower!"
"Although the Simin Martial Arts Club has a great reputation, it has been squeezed out quite a bit in recent years by boxers from the south and these foreign martial arts masters from outside the Great Wall."
"I know President Liu well; he's someone who cherishes talent like his own life and is fiercely protective of his own people."
"That day, you were fighting tooth and nail on stage, and he was clapping and cheering from his private box upstairs!"
"and……"
Third Master Li lowered his voice and leaned closer.
"I heard that although the Fengtian group was wiped out, the Northeast Army behind them has no intention of letting it go."
"Recently, many young masters from beyond the Great Wall have been heading to Beiping, and even a few scions of prominent families who have been listed on the Hidden Dragon Ranking have arrived..."
"At this time, our martial arts community in Beiping desperately needs a great banner!"
"You are that flag!"
"As long as you're willing to go, as long as you demonstrate your true skills, even if it's just to win you over, he'll lend you this map!"
Lu Cheng understood.
This is the world of martial arts, this is the exchange of interests.
He needs a breakthrough, and the martial arts community in Beiping needs him, a "good fighter," to hold their own.
It hits it off.
"good!"
Lu Cheng slammed his hand on the table and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.
"This matter will require the assistance of Master Li's introduction."
"If I can borrow this picture, I, Lu Cheng, will owe you a favor."
That's exactly what Master Li was waiting for!
He was so excited that his face turned red. He stood up and clasped his hands in a salute.
"Master Lu, you flatter me!"
"It would be my honor to serve you, to hold your horse and put on your stirrups."
"There's no time like the present, let's go now!"