Resurrection of the Mystery: Starting from the Clone of the Stone-born Monkey

Beautiful mountains, shrouded in mist

The morning dew is just coming, on the cliff with lush flowers and trees, gold and iron are ringing, and two figures are dancing swords in the morning mist.

Wang Ge adjusted his breathing, put his legs around his waist, and looked radiant. The luxurious Yuewang uniform has been replaced by a simple warrior outfit. He holds a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and puts his heart into every move. There is already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He was training against Yan Fei, his bodyguard.

This warrior with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and gray temples, at this moment, has a calm complexion, and the sharp sword in his hand is like an ink painting brush, swaying freely, with indescribable agility and randomness.

On the other hand, Wang Ge's moves, although they look good, look like they have worked hard to practice, but they look dull in front of Yan Fei.

But Wang Ge's expression was very focused, and he did not slack off every time he made a move.

Rooting under the feet, lifting the knees and twisting the hips, a "immortal guides the way", like a white rainbow piercing the sun, piercing Yanfei's face!

However, Yan Fei took half a step back as if walking in a leisurely garden, and followed the shooting star to catch up with the moon.

Wang Ge's sword stopped in mid-air, ten centimeters away from Yan Fei's entrance, but he couldn't make an inch of it.

Looking down, you can see Wang Ge's right wrist holding the sword, less than three centimeters from the tip of Yan Fei's sword.

If he was facing the enemy, Wang Ge's tendon would be severed by the enemy before he stabbed out with this sword.

"Young master, take a break."

Yan Fei said in a gentle tone, turned his wrist, and retracted the sword.

Seeing this, Wang Ge withdrew his sword, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, sat down on a nearby stone pier, and reflected on his mistake just now.

This kind of martial arts training has started since Wang Ge was nine years old.

In this world, martial arts are very prosperous.

Not to mention that peasants in the countryside know how to handle crops, even civil servants in the court can dance swords, ride and shoot.

Martial arts are based on blood energy, and the big realms are divided into:

Three small training, training meat, training skin, training bone

Three circles, easy tendon, change blood, nourish viscera

This is what Wang Ge can understand as a son of a prince. It is said that after completing the "nourishing viscera", there will be no disease and no disaster, and the life span of a warrior can increase to 150 years old.

And he is old and not decaying, his golden gun is not falling down, he is full of energy, and he can still give birth to a son at the age of a hundred.

Martial arts practice can not only keep in good health, but also greatly strengthen combat power. Only those who have completed the "three small exercises" can have the strength of a cow and a horse, with copper skin and iron bones, and can be defeated by one person.

After completing the "Three Great Circles", one will have a perfect body, endless stamina, endless vitality, qi and blood like a melting pot, flying over eaves and walls, picking flowers and twisting leaves can be used as weapons, and can be called "the master of martial arts".

Such warriors must either fight at the same level, or be suppressed by thousands of elite troops with strong bows and crossbows. Otherwise, the world is so big that there are few places where martial arts masters can't go.

However, Wang Ge has also heard that above the "Three Great Circles", there is a higher realm of martial arts, which is the realm reached by the former Martial King.

King Wu can be named "Wu" among the princes. King Wu is the number one warrior in the world, and he can defeat thousands of troops with one man.

Even if King Wu was at the end of his life, when faced with Emperor Xuan's hundreds of thousands of troops besieging him, King Wu would fight 3,000 enemy troops alone, fight fiercely for three days and three nights, and die of exhaustion.

This kind of force has already exceeded the limit of a martial arts master, and only the Martial King can do it alone, so the world calls it the realm of "Land Martial God".

This information was widely circulated, even when Wang Ge was under house arrest in the capital, he could still inquire about it.

There are many benefits to practicing martial arts, and land warriors are also very powerful.

After Wang Ge heard the news, his blood surged. At the same time, he also wanted to see if he could stimulate the "stone slab" through martial arts, so Wang Ge made up his mind to practice martial arts.

Although he was under house arrest in Kyoto when he was a child, his access was restricted, but his martial arts practice was not restricted.

And Yan Fei, Wang Ge's personal bodyguard, is also a martial arts master at the blood-changing level. He has learned martial arts from Yan Fei since he was a child.

However the reality.

Slate was not inspired by martial arts training, and Wang Ge's talent for martial arts training was not considered dead wood.

He has a certain amount of talent, but several martial artists who have touched his bones have expressed euphemistically:

"Young Master Yue's martial arts talent is not bad, he studies hard and practice hard, and he keeps growing. He is expected to complete bone training in the next year. If there is another chance, he can break through Yijin"

Translated into straightforward words, if there is no accident, the upper limit of Wang Ge's life is bone training, and if he is lucky, he can change his tendons.

But Wang Ge, as the king of Yue, can recruit a bone-training martial artist with a monthly salary of 10 shi, and a muscle-changing martial artist with 50 shi

In the Daxuan Empire, grain was generally used as taxation, and stones were the unit of grain, and grain was also used to represent officials' salaries.

A family of five, working on 60 acres of self-cultivated farmland, can earn 120 shi per year.

And if Wang Ge is the king of Yue, his annual income will start with a million stones.

Emotional Wang Ge practiced martial arts by himself, it is better to spend money to recruit martial arts masters!

"If I were just an ordinary person, with my talent in martial arts training like this, and I could go to the army to make great achievements, I would be able to live comfortably, start a family, and carry on the family line. But I am the king of Yue, and this kind of martial arts talent is simply not enough!"

Wang Ge felt distressed. With his current status, he had to practice martial arts to the level of a martial arts master at the last time, otherwise he would not be able to rely on martial arts alone.

But he has nothing but a noble background and a handsome skin.

"But princes and generals are quite different, even my cheap father was just a district magistrate before the troubled times, and he was just a small village head before Emperor Xuan's fortune.

Didn't they rely on themselves to win their prominent positions now?

No matter how good-looking the skin is, what is the use of other than pleasing others? There are a lot of them in the brothel and Chu hall.

If you don't have enough support, how can you keep everything you have? "

Wang Ge felt anxious, only thinking that his golden fingers would be broken.

Martial arts cannot provide protection for Wang Ge, so he can only comfort himself in this way:

"In the past, King Wu was known as the king of martial arts, and he was the first person in the world in martial arts. He could defeat 50,000 troops with 3,000 soldiers and horses, and none of the heroes and princes could compete with him.

But what was the result?

King Wu was defeated and died, and King Xuan proclaimed himself emperor.

Emperor Xuan's martial arts were far inferior to King Wu's, but he was able to appoint talents, win allies, and farm and raise soldiers.

If 50,000 troops can't beat King Wu, then use 100,000 or 500,000 troops. As long as the country is strong, King Wu can be killed.

Martial arts is not the only one, although I lack some talent, but if I can govern the country, I can also have the ability to protect myself.”

Because of insufficient talent, Wang Ge has more or less given up on the idea of ​​relying on martial arts.

Since practicing martial arts is not enough, let's think about power tactics.

But the problem is that Wang Ge was limited to "key politics" in his previous life when it came to tactics. He knows a little bit about history, but he really doesn't have much practical experience.

What is the situation in the court of the Yue Kingdom? Wang Ge's eyes are also darkened.

It also made him feel anxious.

"Anyway, the worst thing is to put it badly, to play songs every night, to drink in the pool of meat, to live a lifetime of absurdity, and it's not in vain to come to this world for a while."

Wang Ge could only comfort him like this.

Currently practicing martial arts on the mountain,

Practicing martial arts every day, for Wang Ge, can only be regarded as a solution to his inner distress through martial arts, after all, his talent is there.

It is always a good thing to keep fit, and if you really want to spend your days licentiously in the future, you must have a good body, right?

As time passed, a round of red sun slowly climbed up.

It wasn't until Wang Ge finally couldn't swing the sword that the two stopped.

Wang Ge squeezed his wrist, feeling the blood in his body surging, filling and strengthening his body muscles like a trickle.

Strengthen your body and strengthen your strength, this is the state of meat training.

Wang Ge has practiced martial arts for seven years, and he is still in the meat training environment.

Martial arts become more difficult the further you go, and the more time you need.

Yan Fei saw his young master's face was gloomy, and he was not good at speaking, so he pursed his lips and said:

"Young Master has made obvious progress this time"

However, Wang Ge just nodded slightly, his face did not change.

Yan Fei has been by his side for a long time, and Wang Geguang can tell from his tone that what the other party said is just comfort.

However, he is not someone who will complain, so he smiled helplessly and said:

"If you have a goal in your heart, you will be diligent day after day."

So what if the talent is average, what should be practiced still needs to be practiced.

"Let's take a break first, then we will go down the mountain and have dinner."

After practicing sword for a whole morning, he was also hungry and wanted to cook rice for revenge.

Yan Fei saw that his young master's expression relaxed, and his mind became active, and he said with a smile:

"The more delicious it is, the more delicious it is. I asked the local cook last night. He said that the most famous delicacy in Xiangyin County is mandarin fish from Xianghu Lake. You must try it."

Speaking of food, Wang Ge was in a better mood, resting while drinking water.

While waiting for the time, Wang Ge suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and turned his head to look at a stone standing on the cliff.

The stone is blue-gray, and its body is like a bird's egg. It is small at the top and big at the bottom. It stands on the cliff, like a tumbler.

"Is that the legendary sacred stone in Xiangyin County?"

Various messages flashed in Wang Ge's mind, he turned to look at Yan Fei, and said with a smile:

"Yan Fei, that is the sacred stone passed down by the people of Xiangyin. It really looks like a hill."

Yan Fei looked at him with eyebrows, folded his arms and said:

"The rumors are true. From my perspective, this boulder is three feet six feet high and weighs two million catties. If ten martial arts masters contribute, it should be able to push it."

Yan Fei, a master of martial arts at the blood-changing level, only has the strength of his arms in the early 40,000 catties

However, Wang Ge shook his head and said with a mysterious smile:

"It is not necessary for ten martial arts masters to take action. If the method is right, a child can shake this boulder."

Yan Fei frowned, curiously said:

"How do you say this, son?"

The corner of Wang Ge's mouth raised, and he said softly:

"On the scales used by traders in the market, a weight weighing five catties can hang ten catties of pork. If we find a suitable pole, we can also use tens of thousands of catties to lift this boulder."

Simply put, it's the lever theorem!

Wang Ge just wanted to try to see if he could overturn this boulder with the pole theorem.

When Yan Fei heard this, his expression was subtle for a while.

And Wang Ge really began to think about the feasibility of this idea, approaching the boulder to see if there is a place to insert a lever under the boulder and arrange a fulcrum.

While observing, he inadvertently touched the boulder with his hand.

[Stone-born monkey: spirit of heaven and earth, seed of gods and demons, able to change, know the time of the sky, know the location, and move the stars

Due to the end of the Dharma, the essence of spiritual energy is insufficient, and the body sleeps in a stone shell, and the spiritual wisdom is wiped out.

It can revive its intelligence, turn it into a clone, and re-breed it]

Wang Ge's face was dull, and a lot of information suddenly popped up in his mind.