As the messenger pigeon flew away, within a few days, Shaolin's martial arts, Golden Bell Shield, was sent back to Peach Blossom Island through a special channel.
The Iron Palm Gang was the largest gang in Xiangxi. Apart from teaching martial arts, they also did business.
Therefore, it was not difficult to quickly send back a martial arts secret manual.
"Since I have the Golden Bell Cocoon, I'll start fusing the two cultivation techniques now.“
Sitting cross-legged, Lin Mu, who had already completely mastered the Golden Bell Shield, immediately began to prepare for the fusion.
However, he did not know what kind of cultivation technique he would be able to fuse this time.
Thinking of this, Lin Mu was filled with anticipation.
[The current source power is insufficient. It is not enough to fuse with the cultivation technique.]
"What? How could this be?“
Seeing this, Lin Mu instantly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his feet.
He had never expected that his remaining 5 points of origin power would not be enough.
Origin power, on the other hand, could only be obtained by contributing to the current world.
The last time he obtained origin power, he had angered Master Comprehension to death.
How could Lin Mu not feel depressed?
"Without origin power, I can't fuse cultivation techniques. What should I do now?“
To be honest, Lin Mu couldn't think of any solution at the moment.
It had to be said that this had indeed disrupted his plans.
Now that Lin Mu had become a grandmaster, he needed to train his body to resist the lightning tribulation that might come.
However, without origin power, he had no other way.
Thinking of this, Lin Mu immediately walked out of the cave and strolled around the Peach Blossom Island. He began to think of other ways.
As he walked, Lin Mu arrived at the entrance of the Martial Arts Treasure Pavilion.
This Martial Arts Treasure Pavilion had collected a lot of martial arts from all over the world. As long as it was not a martial art that was regarded as a treasure by the major sects, it could be found here.
Of course, there were no high-level martial arts in the Treasure Pavilion, but there were a lot of low-level martial arts.
"Greetings, Little Uncle-Master!“
When Lin Mu walked in, he saw Wu Mianfeng inside. When he saw Lin Mu, he hurriedly bowed.
"What are you doing here?“
"Replying to Little Uncle-Master, I am currently planning to practice a palm technique, but the power of this Eight Trigrams Palm is really too weak. I don't know what to do.“
Wu Mianfeng shook his head.
Soon, it would be time for the second Huashan Sword Tournament. At that time, Medicine Master Huang would definitely bring his disciples along.
If he was defeated by others, not only would he lose face, but he would also lose face for his sect.
"Oh, I see. Let me see.“
Lin Mu received the Eight Trigrams Palm manual. Originally, he had intended to improve this Eight Trigrams Palm.
After all, the Eight Trigrams Palm was just a basic martial art. With Lin Mu's current talent and martial arts cultivation, he could improve and upgrade such a basic martial art without using source power.
However, just as Lin Mu's mind had formed the improved Eight Trigrams Palm, a miracle happened!
[You have improved a basic martial arts book. You have contributed to the development of martial arts in the current world. You have received 3 points of source power.]
"Hmm? What was going on?“
Seeing this, Lin Mu was shocked.
The Eight Trigrams Palm was just a basic martial art, simple and easy to learn. The corresponding power was not much, but what was going on?
Could it be that it was because he had modified it?
"Wu Mianfeng, this is the Eight Trigrams Palm that I modified.“
When Lin Mu took out a pen and paper and handed the improved Eight Trigrams Palm to Wu Mianfeng, Wu Mianfeng was also puzzled.
What did Little Uncle-Master mean by this?
After all, no matter how much the Eight Trigrams Palm was improved, it was still a basic martial art. Its power was limited.
However, Wu Mianfeng still nodded and said,"Thank you, Little Martial Uncle. I'll try to cultivate it now.“
The Eight Trigrams Palm was extremely easy to learn. When Wu Mianfeng activated the Eight Trigrams Palm and threw a palm forward, something that shocked Wu Mianfeng happened!
That Eight Trigrams Palm struck the depths of the peach blossom forest, instantly bringing about a strong gale!
In an instant, the aura of heaven and earth circulated wildly, converging into a violent wind and waves, causing the entire peach blossom forest to seem to have encountered an incomparably terrifying storm at this moment. The peach blossom forest of several acres was instantly blasted into pieces!!!
"This, this, this…What's going on? This was too terrifying. Was this still the Eight Trigrams Palm?!!“
When Wu Mianfeng saw the scene before him, he could not help but be dumbfounded.
He would never have thought that he would be able to witness such a scene.
The Eight Trigrams Palm was just a basic martial art. It was simple and easy to learn, but it was definitely impossible to create such terrifying power!
However, after Little Uncle-Master Lin Mu's hand had modified it, it immediately changed!
Its power had directly increased by more than a few hundred times!
Wu Mianfeng, who was gradually waking up, couldn't help but gasp.
The shock he felt towards Lin Mu had also reached its peak.
This, this, this!
Wu Mianfeng didn't know what to say anymore.
Little Uncle-Master's talent was a little too terrifying. He could obtain such terrifying power just by casually taking a basic martial art and modifying it.
At this moment, Lin Mu was also very surprised.
"I didn't expect to be able to obtain origin power points as a reward just by modifying a basic martial art. If that's the case, wouldn't my problem of insufficient origin power be solved?“
Lin Mu's eyes lit up. He found a solution in an instant.
"Wu Mianfeng!“
"Disciple is here!“
"Move all the basic martial arts in the martial arts treasure pavilion to my cave. I want to improve them one by one!“
Lin Mu waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Ah, this…is it!“
Wu Mianfeng was stunned when he heard that.
Then, he hurriedly nodded and said.
In Wu Mianfeng's eyes, the current Little Uncle-Master was already omnipotent, like an immortal. Even if Wu Mianfeng had to stay by Lin Mu's side all the time, he was willing to do so.
He moved half of the secret manuals in the Martial Arts Treasure Pavilion to the forest in the stone cave. For the next half a month, he was in seclusion.
This made everyone on Peach Blossom Island completely unaware of what Lin Mu was studying inside.
According to Wu Mianfeng, Lin Mu was trying to improve his foundational martial arts, which was quite surprising.
After all, since ancient times, those who could improve and create martial arts were all martial arts masters.
The reason why Wang Chongyang was able to establish Quan Zhen Sect and develop it was because he created the Xiantian skill.
"Master, do you know where Little Uncle-Master's limit lies?“
Wu Mianfeng, who was at the side, could not help but wipe the sweat off his forehead as he asked Apothecary Huang in a low voice.
After listening, a bitter smile flashed across Medicine Master Huang's face.
To be honest, he couldn't answer this question.
His junior brother's talent was so terrifying, but he couldn't see clearly where his limit was.
However, he knew that surpassing his predecessors and becoming an unprecedented legend would definitely not run away!
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