Chapter 8: Cultivation

At night, the two girls lived on the other side of the Yanliu Pavilion. Although the commotion from last night startled them awake, they were unclear about what had actually happened

Tang Feng, with a large golden knife by his side, sat by the bed and said in a deep voice: "Come in"

Indeed. Bao'er placed her left hand under her nose, while her right hand waved in front of her, looking around in confusion. As soon as she saw Tang Feng's current appearance, her eyes instantly froze in place.

Meng'er stuck out her tongue at Bao'er and murmured softly, "I wonder what kind of young master airs he is putting on!"

Slowly, Tang Feng entered a state of complete immersion, where everything around him faded away. His senses were entirely self-shielded. If someone were to approach Tang Feng, they would certainly notice that he had no discernible breath, and the sound of his heartbeat would only resonate after a long interval, echoing powerfully, resembling that of a corpse.

Before even approaching Tang Feng, Meng Er furrowed her brows, her petite nose sniffing like a little dog, muttering, "Why does it smell so bad?"

Meng Er also noticed Tang Feng's unusual behavior, and an expression of extreme helplessness involuntarily appeared in her eyes

It is unclear how much time has passed, when suddenly a faint sound emanates from the dantian. If Tang Feng's mind were still present at this moment, he would undoubtedly notice that at the same time the sound occurred, a circle of rippling, multicolored light radiated from the little skeleton, rapidly spreading outwards.

The meridians within his body had been completely opened by the cultivation of the bull-headed spirit. With a thought from Tang Feng, a warm stream of energy emerged from his dantian, beginning an unceasing circulation along the two major meridians and various acupoints.

Meng'er and Bao'er blinked their innocent big eyes, thinking to themselves, isn't it usually like this? I haven't seen you say anything, who has bullied him so early in the morning?

The door was pushed open, and Meng Er strode in, ready to begin today's work

Hiss... What is this? My clothes are all sticky, and not only that, the exposed skin on my body is also covered in this viscous substance, resembling wet mud. Moreover, there are some damp marks on my bed. I lifted my arm to my nose and took a careful sniff, and Tang Feng almost suffered internal injuries, letting out a muffled groan: "How foul!"

With each breath, a continuous flow of spiritual energy enters Tang Feng's body from the outside. The small skeleton in the dantian responds in kind, ceaselessly generating energy and infusing it into the meridians

The sound of soft footsteps came from outside, and soon two girls, approximately fourteen or fifteen years old, pushed the door open and entered. The two girls did not even glance at Tang Feng, wearing expressions of sorrow as if someone owed them millions. Reluctantly, they called out: "Young Master Feng, it is time to get up"

Usually, Tang Feng does not miss the opportunity to make things difficult for these two girls, and sometimes he even teases them. Although it has not escalated to physical actions, his verbal frivolity is quite frequent. As a result, both girls harbor a considerable dislike for him

What it can ultimately bring to itself can only be verified when its strength becomes formidable in the future

Bao'er smiled slightly and quickly reached out to close the door.

The ghostly powers of the Bull-Headed deity merely assist in opening up the meridians for oneself, yet the physical body itself remains unaddressed. What Tang Feng needs to do now is to refine his own body to be as unbreakable and resilient as the meridians themselves

The operation of the Impermanence Technique no longer requires Tang Feng to maintain it; this practice only necessitates that Tang Feng keeps a calm heart. The remaining tasks are as simple as inhaling and exhaling, something that comes naturally to all humans.

Others' protective hearts are swords, blades, flowers, grass, lightning, clouds, and various books, yet why is my protective heart a small skeleton? What benefits can it bring to me?

It is not that Tang Feng is putting on airs; if it were the Tang Feng of the past, it would be one thing. However, the key point is that he is not the Tang Feng of the past. In the future, there will undoubtedly be some secrets. If these two girls happen to stumble upon them, can he really resort to killing to silence them? For now, Tang Feng can only focus on cultivating their awareness of knocking on doors.

However, upon looking left and right, this little skeleton is quite endearing. Thinking of this, Tang Feng felt invigorated.

The heartbeat of Tang Feng and these sounds were initially discordant, but gradually, the two sounds miraculously merged into one, indistinguishable from each other. Each time Tang Feng's heart beat, the little skeleton would emit a circle of light, and then a surge of spiritual energy would emanate from the little skeleton, entering the meridians within the body

Strictly speaking, the two girls cannot be considered disciples of Tianxiu. One is named Meng'er and the other Bao'er. They were saved by Lin Ruoyuan during an outing when she happened to encounter a vendetta in the martial world.

Lin Ruoyuan harbored some private intentions and did not allow them to enter Tianxiu, but instead directed them to serve Tang Feng, and privately imparted cultivation techniques to them.

It took a full thirty-six cycles of the heavens before the sky brightened significantly. The Bull-headed Ghost God completed a cycle in what felt like the blink of an eye. However, when Tang Feng practiced on his own, it took him a long time to complete a single cycle. After all, he was not on the same level as the Bull-headed Ghost God, and Tang Feng did not feel too disappointed about this. He believed that once his strength improved in the future, the time required to complete a cycle would surely be shortened.

Following their gaze downward, Tang Feng was immediately taken aback in shock

The control of the mind revolves around the dantian, where the core essence has turned a few times. This little skeleton appears somewhat fragile; although its bones are pure and flawless, resembling white jade, it is like a newborn infant, unable to withstand the slightest wind or rain.

When a person is born, they first develop essence and energy. From this essence and energy, the bones and marrow are formed. The bones serve as the framework, the vessels as the nourishment, the tendons as the ligaments, the flesh as the walls, and the skin is firm while the hair grows long. The grains are stored in the stomach, the vessels facilitate circulation, and the blood and energy flow.

Hearing a sound, Tang Feng widened his eyes: "Did you not know to knock before entering? What if I were changing clothes?"

Tang Feng swung his large hand in a graceful arc, pointing towards the door. His voice was crisp and resonant, declaring emphatically: "Go out... first knock before entering."

Two knocks sounded at the door, and Meng Er called from outside: "Can I come in now?"

The two girls and the books secretly found it amusing. Usually, this Young Master Feng speaks in a cutesy tone that can give one goosebumps, but today he was unusually serious and full of vigor, leaving them wondering what he was up to.

Whether cultivating external or internal skills, the most important factors are the body's meridians and muscles. The meridians and muscles serve as the foundation; once this foundation is well established, future cultivation will yield twice the result with half the effort.

Tang Feng did not hasten to circulate the spiritual energy he had cultivated through his meridians, but instead retained only a small portion as a foundation, while directing the rest entirely into his bones and muscles, allowing this spiritual energy to refine every part of his body.

The original Tang Feng is just such a person! He is a bully who fears the strong; when the talented disciples are better than him, he flatters them. These two girls are ordinary people, and whenever Tang Feng feels wronged, he comes back and uses them as punching bags.

This feeling is very subtle, yet Tang Feng does not sense the slightest discomfort; instead, he experiences a refreshing clarity akin to a sudden enlightenment.

"What are you looking at me for?" Tang Feng saw two girls staring at him intently, feeling extremely puzzled. "Is there a flower on my face?"

Reluctantly withdrawing his thoughts, Tang Feng turned to look out the window; the sky had not yet brightened. He decided to practice the Impermanence Technique, embarking on his first true cultivation.

Bang... Bang. ... ... ... Bang...