This was, after all, the only friend Lin Xuan had in his lifetime.
Thus, Fang Ming said, "Zhuyu, I have something to tell you... let's throw these people out first."
So, Fang Ming and Lin Zhuyu together, directly threw out these servants who were in too much pain to move.
Fang Ming needed to tell Lin Zhuyu some things.
These people naturally did not need to stay here, nor were they qualified to stay and listen.
After finishing the task.
Fang Ming carefully considered which of his mastered martial arts would be suitable for Lin Zhuyu.
He then chose the Cold Moon Whip Technique.
This was one of the Eight Supreme Martial Arts of the martial world, a whip technique famously passed down by a female immortal-demon.
Of course, it was not the fundamental martial art of that Immortal-Demon Eight Supreme, but merely one of her many martial arts, yet it was enough for Lin Zhuyu.
Its characteristics were rapid mastery and ease of learning.
Although it was a martial art from the martial world, it possessed unique spiritual profundity. In this realm, it could be considered a top-grade mortal-tier technique.
For cultivators at the Dao Foundation realm, or even some top-tier Meridian Condensation realm cultivators, it might not be of much use.
But Lin Zhuyu was only at the first layer of Meridian Condensation.
For her, this martial art was a superior profound technique.
Learning it would do no harm.
Moreover, the most important thing was its rapid mastery.
Although Lin Zhuyu's aptitude was insufficient, and she remained at the first layer of Meridian Condensation after seven or eight years of cultivation, she was, after all, a cultivator.
When cultivators practiced martial arts, they could generally master them in a very short period.
This was how Fang Ming was in the martial world.
And Lin Zhuyu would undoubtedly be the same as Fang Ming.
"Zhuyu, your current strength is low. I have recently obtained a legacy, and I will first impart a profound technique to you. After learning this technique, your self-preservation ability will also be enhanced."
Fang Ming said.
Lin Zhuyu was not like Fang Ming, who had reached the realm of emphasizing intent over form. To practice the Cold Moon Whip Technique, she naturally needed a whip.
A physical object was needed for practice.
And this was not difficult.
Fang Ming had previously searched the belongings of those servants and found another whip.
This whip was somewhat crude, about fifteen feet long, a low-grade mortal weapon. However, for an ordinary servant, this was the quality of whip they would possess.
One could not expect a servant at the first or second layer of Meridian Condensation to possess any very good divine weapons, or even treasures owned by cultivators at the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core realms.
That was naturally impossible.
Therefore, this barely usable whip.
Was sufficient for Lin Zhuyu to practice the Cold Moon Whip Technique.
"Zhuyu, this Cold Moon Whip Technique has a total of twenty-one variations."
"Memorize the seventh variation I taught you, raise the whip upwards, and slowly infuse it with spiritual energy..."
The young man taught the girl, move by move.
The Cold Moon Whip Technique was merely a martial art. After Lin Zhuyu understood its principles, she learned it as Fang Ming had predicted, mastering it in a very short time.
As she delved deeper into the Cold Moon Whip Technique, Lin Zhuyu's heart was filled with astonishment.
"This is... martial arts?"
"It's martial arts, not a profound technique for cultivators?"
"No, how can martial arts be so powerful? And how can they reach such a high level of spiritual attainment... its power is already at the level of a top-grade mortal-tier profound technique."
"And the martial arts I know, even the top-tier ones, are far inferior to the lowest grade profound techniques, mortal-grade low-tier profound techniques."
Lin Zhuyu recognized the essence of the profound technique Fang Ming had taught her.
But no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't comprehend how a mere martial art could have so many intricacies, coordinate with various spiritual apertures, and possess unique secret spiritual techniques.
This had surpassed her understanding of martial arts.
Fang Ming was not surprised by Lin Zhuyu's astonished expression.
In this cultivation world, martial arts also existed, but it seemed that due to the existence of cultivation, martial artists had not progressed very far on the path of martial arts.
Not only could they not produce martial artists of the immortal-demon level who could open their own heavens and earth, but they couldn't even explore the techniques of spiritual apertures.
Martial artists who possessed the techniques of spiritual apertures could accumulate vast amounts of internal energy. The quasi-grandmaster of the county magistrate back then, if calculated by years of internal energy, had seven hundred years of cultivation.
But he was still only a quasi-grandmaster, not a true Earth Ranking Grandmaster.
This showed the strength of an Earth Ranking Grandmaster.
In this cultivation world, if an Earth Ranking Grandmaster from there were to appear, they could crush all the top martial artists in this realm.
The martial artists ruled by this cultivation world were like those in the ancient times of that martial world, when people were still in the stage of accumulating internal energy and had not truly created the techniques of spiritual apertures.
Therefore, Lin Zhuyu did not know that the martial path could also reach the achievements of an immortal-demon level martial artist.
Thus, facing the immortal-demon level martial art, the Cold Moon Whip Technique, Lin Zhuyu was naturally shocked by the high martial attainment of its owner.
She had not expected that pure martial arts, not the path of cultivation, could reach such a height.
Strange, where did Brother Xuan get such a profound martial art?
A top-grade mortal-tier martial art... a martial art comparable to the level of a cultivator's profound technique...
Didn't Brother Xuan just spend the past few days with me in the courtyard?
Where did he find the time to obtain such a martial art?
Obtained a legacy?
The young girl couldn't figure it out, so she decided she shouldn't think about these things.
It was enough to know that it was beneficial to Brother Xuan and beneficial to herself, and that there were no drawbacks.
As a friend, Lin Zhuyu would not pry into others' secrets.
"Brother Xuan."
"How do you think I performed this whip technique?"
Lin Zhuyue flicked her whip, infused it with spiritual energy, and as she extended it, she struck a large tree nearby.
The large tree instantly froze, then shattered into pieces, turning into ice cubes.
Her strength was already about two to three times stronger than Lin Zhuyu's in Lin Xuan's memory.
For a beginner to achieve this was already quite good.
Fang Ming nodded after watching, "You have mastered this move quite well."
"Next, I have a bottle of potion here. Drink it first. This is a potion used for body cultivators to stimulate vitality within the body."
Fang Ming took out a set of crystal-clear test tubes.
Inside them, clearly, was the God-like Potion that Fang Ming had obtained from the zombie world.
Gene Potion.
Fang Ming did not know why, but it seemed his body had changed, undergone a transformation.
From his original body, he had become this body of Lin Xuan.
But in reality, the external items Fang Ming had brought with him, such as the God-like Potions harvested in the zombie world, and the flying sword in his dantian, naturally still existed.
Fang Ming's previous collection could naturally be brought out in this world.
Lin Zhuyu looked at the crystal-clear test tube and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Xuan, what is this?"
Fang Ming smiled and said, "This is to increase your strength. Drink it, and you will be able to master micro-control."