Chapter 5: The Courtesan's Treasure Book "In ancient times, those who were good at being a scholar were subtle, profound, and incomprehensible. Because they were incomprehensible, they forced themselves to behave like this. They were cautious like wading through a river in winter; they were hesitant like fearing their neighbors. Who can make the muddy water become clear by being calm?" Zhao Wumian said goodbye to Yunqi, walked out of the courtyard, and after taking a closer look at the direction, he realized it was Tongjimen Street. Night lights have been turned on on the Qinhuai River in the distance, and the painted boat brothel has begun business. From afar, the lights were floating and faint singing could be heard from them, which was very beautiful. Zhao Wumian glanced at it, flipped through the book "Actor's Treasure Mirror", and walked quickly towards Ji Sufang's house. This secret book was more complicated than he had expected. Because this is not just a book of internal skills. "The Actor's Treasure Mirror" is divided into two chapters, "The Great Formless Sutra" and "The Art of Disguise". The former cultivates formless true qi, which can theoretically simulate any true qi in the world; the latter is divided into five techniques, "Observing Color", "Changing Face", "Onomatopoeia", "Shrinking Bones" and "Increasing Body", which are used to observe the opponent and change one's own face, body shape and voice. When one reaches a deep level of practice and combines classics with techniques, one can perform actions so lifelike that they are indistinguishable from the real thing. The actors' performances are ever-changing and transformative.
He can transform into an old man, a child, a strong man, a dwarf, or he can also transform into a peddler, a king, a prince or a general. Then, change into someone else's face, act like someone else, and kill the person you want to kill! Acting is just a process. The purpose is to get close to the enemy, gain his trust, and kill him in one fell swoop when he is most relaxed. There is no doubt that this is a martial art specially designed for assassination, which takes the key point of assassination, "surprise", to the extreme. Zhao Wumian read ten lines at a glance and finished quickly. He couldn't help but exclaim: What a magical assassination skill. The “Actor’s Treasure Mirror” truly lives up to its name of being a ground-level masterpiece. "With this, leaving the capital shouldn't be a problem, and I can survive the early stages." Most importantly, you don’t have to wear makeup anymore. Zhao Wumian touched his face speechlessly. His original body was handsome, but far from being "stunningly beautiful". Yesterday, he traveled through time and his appearance was enhanced by the template. His outline and facial features remained unchanged, but his whole body was like he had turned on a male god filter. The change was obvious and extremely eye-catching. There was no other way, so he had to apply powder to make himself look uglier, and then he returned to his original appearance. Too much trouble! With this, at least you don't have to waste time looking ugly. Everything has its limits, too much is as bad as too little. Charm of Pan An and Song Yu's level is of no use at all and only brings trouble! No matter in the past or now, Zhao Wumian only has promotion and wealth in his eyes. To him, love between men and women is just a change of pace. It is useless and will only attract more men and cause trouble. Ancient people praised Pan An's handsome appearance. It is recorded in history that "when he was young, he went out of Luoyang on the road. Women met him and they all held hands and surrounded him. They threw fruits to him, and he returned with a cart full of fruits." This is the story of throwing fruits to fill the cart. If Zhao Wumian were to restore his original appearance and be paraded in public, there would still be a lot of fans around him, especially on both sides of the relatively open Qinhuai River, where he would definitely be flocked to by the crowds. But he didn't like it, and it became a burden instead. Now that we have "The Actor's Treasure Mirror", we have one less trouble. "Old Zhu gave me this technique not only to help me avoid assassination by the Hu party, but also to make the best use of it. I'm afraid this kind of dirty work will be inevitable in the future."
Zhao Wumian sighed. Now he has no room for bargaining, not to mention that if he wants to climb up as quickly as possible, or even take charge of the entire Zhenfusi intelligence network, he needs to "achieve great achievements." Compared with major events such as governing the country, which require time and energy, disguise and assassination are much easier. Zhao Wumian had no objection to this. His only trouble now is that his realm is too low! The fifth level of the first realm... If it weren't for the centurion position that his cheap father had saved up, with his ability, it would have been difficult for him to even be able to become a general flag bearer. In this world, martial arts requires a hundred days of foundation building and refining essence before one can open up the Dantian Qi Sea and begin the first stage of cultivation, opening up the meridians, that is, opening up the twenty meridians including the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, returning from the acquired to the innate, and achieving the innate body. Only in this way can one begin the most critical practice of the second stage - "planting the spirit"! Zhao Wumian has only opened up nine main meridians now and is stuck at the fifth level. There is no room for shortcuts in this regard. No matter how talented you are, you still need to accumulate experience over time to open up the acupuncture points bit by bit, unless you have natural treasures that can temporarily provide a large amount of true energy to forcefully break through, but that is not something that ordinary people can get... "take it easy." There is no trace of the exotic beasts from the mountains and seas needed to plant the spirits. He does not want to be like Hua Chunhan and just find an "ostrich" to get by. This is related to how far he can go on the road of martial arts. No matter how powerful the support is, it will only take a few punches if he meets the top laner. The gap will become bigger as time goes by, so he cannot be careless. Zhao Wumian took the book, read and thought, bought some food, and slowly returned to his doorstep. "The master is back! The master is back!" A sharp, strange sound came from the top of the wall, followed by the sound of fluttering wings. A white parrot flew to Zhao Wumian's shoulder, squinting its eyes and rubbing his neck affectionately. "Xiao Kui, why did you run out again?" Zhao Wumian touched its head and warned, "Be careful or it will be caught by a falcon!" "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!" The white parrot shook its head. Zhao Wumian laughed. ——The Records of Strange Things in Shenzhou records: On Huangshan Mountain, there are no plants or trees, but many bamboo arrows. There is a bird there, which looks like an owl, with green feathers and a red beak, and can speak with a human tongue. It is called a parrot. Xiaokui's entire body is snow-white, which is inconsistent with the records, but it is indeed a parrot and a strange beast from the mountains and seas. It just has no fighting power and cannot grow up. Apart from being able to speak human language, it is not much better than ordinary starlings. It is the pet of its cheap father Zhao Qi. In his early years, it had followed him on the battlefield, patrolled, stood guard, and conducted investigations and tracking. However, its combat capability was limited after all, and every action was very dangerous. It could be caught by any gyrfalcon. After Zhao Qi retired due to illness, he intended to let it help "Zhao Wumian", but he refused. Firstly, he had no use for it, and secondly, he was reluctant to give it up. After raising it for so long, it is no longer just a pet, but more like a member of the family. The only thing worth admiring is that Xiaokui has lived for more than 20 years and is still so lively and agile, without any signs of aging. "Where are Dad and Liuli?" After all, he occupied someone else's body and took over his memories. Zhao Wumian was an orphan in his previous life, so he didn't care much. The white parrot replied: "The kitchen! The cold pond!" Squeak.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened and Zhao Qi limped out. He got married late and is nearly fifty years old this year. He injured his right leg while performing a mission three years ago, and has been limping slightly. It does not affect his normal life, but his leg skills are ruined. Fortunately, he was a censor - the predecessor of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Zhu's personal guard. He did not become a high-ranking official, but after years of plundering, he had no shortage of food and drink, and no one dared to make things difficult for him. Zhu Yuanzhang still had feelings for his old subordinates who had fought bravely in the battles back then, especially those like Zhao Qi, who were of low official rank and honest and dutiful. Zhu Yuanzhang was more likely to feel sympathy for them and had been protecting them in secret. If not for this, Zhao Wumian would not have been able to be directly appointed as a trial centurion. "Dad." "Just come back." Zhao Qi looked him up and down, and seeing that he was unharmed, he let out a long sigh, relaxed his brows, and made way for the door. Zhao Wumian strode in with food in hand. (End of this chapter)