The mist is dim, and the morning stars and the waning moon hang on the horizon.
Chu Ge flashed around in the small courtyard of the martial arts hall, his fists were like thunder, his shape was like a dragon, and his spirit was like a horned eagle.
The low sound of breaking wind is like a big cowhide drum, or like muffled thunder.
After several punches, Chu Ge drew back and exhaled.
A three-foot-long white mist spit out from the mouth and condensed in the air without dissipating.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Today, Chu Ge's internal strength has reached the seventh level of God Forging, and he is only one step away from being innate.
In the Wanjun Martial Arts Hall, he was hailed as a genius and envied by everyone.
However, this natural chasm between acquired and innate has blocked the way forward for countless cultivators. Although Chu Ge is sure of breaking through, he has no idea how long it will take.
Fortunately, his longevity is endless, so he won't be impatient.
When entering the acquired world, the immortal Tao fetus gave birth to a clone. I wonder if there will be other changes when entering the innate realm.
Chu Ge actually had some expectations in his heart.
"Brother Ge, where are you practicing boxing? Your strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past three years, but I am so envious of you, brother."
Song Tie walked in from outside the courtyard with a smile, looked at Chu Ge who had just withdrawn his fist and said.
"Brother Song, please stop laughing at me and come drink tea."
Chu Ge invited Song Tie to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard and poured him a cup of freshly made hot tea.
Song Tie has no family in Kyoto, so he has been living in the martial arts school, in the small courtyard next to Chu Ge.
The two have been neighbors for several years and are already familiar with each other.
Song Tie took the tea cup from Chu Ge and said with a happy face:
"I have good news for you when I come here today. Director Zhuge intends to accept you as his disciple. Let me take you there later. Don't forget about me when you get rich."
Song Tie raised an eyebrow at Chu Ge.
For this young man who was extremely talented and sociable, the lonely Song Tie really regarded him as his nephew.
Not long after Chu Ge entered the martial arts gym, he often mentored him and taught Chu Ge almost everything he had learned.
Now that Chu Ge was favored by his supervisor, he was naturally happy for him.
Chu Ge also showed joy on his face.
In the past three years, after he showed his talent, Director Zhuge also gave him guidance several times, and he benefited a lot every time.
Now that you are willing to accept a disciple, you must have passed the inspection period.
I wonder if this supervisor will tell me some of the inside stories of the martial arts school and really pull me into the core.
Chu Ge was quite curious about the forces behind Wanjun Martial Arts Hall.
However, these are secondary.
What makes Chu Ge happy is that he can learn more core martial arts.
Maybe there is a secret to breaking through the innate.
The two of them did not delay, and soon left the courtyard and headed to Director Zhuge's residence.
When they arrived at the familiar two-entry courtyard door, the courtyard door automatically opened to both sides before the two of them announced.
Zhuge Tao's clear voice came from the courtyard: "Song Tie goes to work first, Ge Chu, come in."
"Yes, supervisor."
The two of them responded respectfully.
Song Tie winked at Chu Ge and left first.
Chu Ge walked into the courtyard and saw the supervisor, who looked like a great scholar, still drinking tea and reading in the courtyard. It seemed that every time he came, the supervisor was reading, but he did not see him practicing martial arts.
This is too unprofessional.
"Supervisor." Chu Ge saluted again.
Zhuge Tao put down the book in his hand. Chu Ge took a peek and saw that there were no illustrations.
It is a classic book of Confucian teachings.
Naturally, Chu Ge's little move couldn't be hidden from Zhuge Tao's eyes. He chuckled and said, "Are you wondering why I don't practice martial arts every day, but read in the courtyard?"
Chu Ge nodded honestly.
I thought to myself: Could it be that you despise this vulgar martial artist and want to imitate the flashy Confucianism?
Zhuge Tao said slowly: "A few years ago, I entered the fourth level of martial arts, and the fourth level of martial arts is called the realm of nourishing the mind. This realm is an extremely important stage for the martial artist. The meaning we understand will determine
our future direction.”
"Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles are extremely helpful in cultivating our martial spirit."
"However, this step is still too early for you. Breaking through the innate is what you want to do now."
When Chu Ge heard this, he bowed his head without hesitation.
"Master is here, I would like to pay my respects to my disciple Ge Chu."
"Hahaha, you kid is really clever."
Zhuge Tao looked at Chu Ge who was so straightforward, shook his head and laughed.
Chu Ge secretly thought in his heart, seek more apprenticeships and learn from good ones. This is the constant shortcut to reach the top in the world of Xianxia.
Zhuge Tao drank the apprenticeship tea handed to him by Chu Ge, raised his right hand slightly, and a soft inner force helped Chu Ge up from the ground.
Zhuge Tao took out a pamphlet, handed it to Chu Ge and said:
"The seventh-level martial arts god training is a process of tempering the soul, which can make the martial artist have keen intuition and super five senses, and have a strong early warning ability for crises."
"When you reach the peak of the seventh level, you can even spread your soul perception around, allowing the surrounding scenery to appear in your mind in detail."
"When you reach that point, you are close to breaking through the innate world. This is a martial arts method for tempering the soul. You can follow the tips to train the soul. From now on, you can come to me once a month to tell me any doubts that you have not been able to understand on your own.
I, I will help you clear up your doubts."
Chu Ge took the booklet and thanked him respectfully: "Thank you, Master."
Zhuge Tao nodded slightly and picked up the scroll on the table again.
Seeing this, Chu Ge said goodbye and left with great discernment.
...
"It's a profit."
In the teaching office, he was sipping wine in his small courtyard, enjoying Chu Ge as Xiao Yu squeezed his shoulders, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal joy.
At this moment, another slim figure walked in from outside the house, carrying a few plates of side dishes.
Judging from his appearance, he turned out to be the sword-dancing oiran who had previously been the first dancer in Jiaofangsi.
However, today's Wu Jian is no longer an oiran, but like Xiao Yu, is a maid in the Chu Geyuan.
Three years ago, Wu Jian declined the invitation to offer the crown prince.
After all, the dangers in the palace may be even greater than those in the Jiaofang Division.
Compared to entering the palace, Wu Jian still prefers to enter Chu Ge's courtyard.
Finally, the year before last, she voluntarily gave up the competition for the oiran again, moved from the oiran courtyard to Chu Ge's courtyard, and became a maid.
Wu Jian put away the side dishes brought from the kitchen, picked up the chopsticks, and gently picked up a piece of meat for Chu Ge and fed it into his mouth.
Chu Ge enjoyed the service of the two beauties.
I sighed in my heart that this dual-purpose ability is really useful. In addition to using the Immortal Dao Fetus to practice the Blood-Burning Demonic Skill, Chu Ge's real body drinks wine, listens to music, and enjoys dancing every day.
Practicing martial arts is all about controlling the clone to practice.
Life is endless, so why risk it all?
This is the true combination of work and rest.
After listening to Director Zhuge's words today, Chu Ge believed that he could start "cultivating his mind" in person in advance.
Although he has not reached the fourth level, he cannot truly cultivate his martial spirit.
But I can read and appreciate the beauty every day. In this mixed-up Jiaofangsi, I can read all kinds of faces and all kinds of pretentiousness.
Lay a solid foundation for cultivating martial spirit in the future.