Dragon's Origin

After cooking and slowly drinking another small pot of porridge, Wang Sheng and Lingxu Old Daoist exchanged wry smiles.

In the past, every time they came in, they would eat and drink whatever they wanted without any worries. But this time, they had only drunk two bowls of porridge each in six days and six nights, and they didn't dare to eat or drink more. What was this all about?

Fortunately, the three-layered ice house blocked the strong winds and severe cold outside, and even if the fire went out, it could still maintain a certain temperature. Otherwise, the two of them might have been frozen stiff in their comprehension and turned into two ice statues.

"Didn't you say you wanted to come in for cultivation?" Old Daoist suddenly remembered Wang Sheng's stated purpose for coming in and couldn't help but ask, "How is your cultivation going?"

If Old Daoist hadn't mentioned it, Wang Sheng would have almost forgotten. He quickly focused his mind and entered his Yuan Soul space. After a careful look, he was immediately dumbfounded.

The battle consciousness little man didn't seem to have completely digested the absorbed aura yet. He was holding to the one, sitting upright in a corner of the Yuan Soul space, cultivating.

Wang Sheng didn't disturb the battle consciousness little man and only looked towards the big pool. Only then did he realize that in the past few days, he had been immersed in watching the woman comb her hair and in sorting out his fist intent, and he hadn't deliberately cultivated. But now, the ice surface of that big pool had faintly exceeded the edge of the pool, not only was it full, but it was also overflowing.

What an unexpected surprise! Wang Sheng didn't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky. That kind of thoughtless, desireless cultivation state was actually the lifelong pursuit of many experts. Under that kind of state, the effect of subconscious self-cultivation was the most unimaginably efficient.

Now it seemed that Wang Sheng was in that state, unconsciously cultivating, being driven by the woman's actions, which had led to the current result: the Yuan Soul advancement conditions were excessively completed.

"It's completed, I can advance at any time," Wang Sheng's consciousness returned to reality, and he said to Old Daoist, "I'll rest for a day and advance here."

Old Daoist certainly had no objections. In fact, when he realized that he couldn't stop Wang Sheng from doing this, and that he was confident that he could protect Wang Sheng, Old Daoist himself was also a little curious about what it would feel like to advance inside. What would it feel like to have spiritual energy dozens of times richer than outside pouring into one's body?

Advancing wasn't something that could be done at any time, one always had to conserve energy. Advancing when one was weak would mean that even if the spiritual energy was sufficient, one wouldn't be able to withstand it, and it would definitely be a complete waste.

Wang Sheng and Old Daoist had gone without food or water for two consecutive three-day periods, and their bodies were already weak. If they were to advance and break through at this time, and Wang Sheng's spiritual energy body tempering time was always very long, then if they really advanced now, Wang Sheng might not even be able to withstand the spiritual energy body tempering before fainting. That wouldn't be advancing and improving, but playing with his own life.

However, it wasn't as if the two of them had nothing to do during this period of recuperation. Wang Sheng had sorted out the principles of Tai Chi, and Old Daoist had thoroughly pondered the Daoist Canon mind methods. The two of them could just exchange ideas and complement each other.

The principles of Tai Chi weren't easy to describe, but Wang Sheng knew that Lingxu Old Daoist had amazing comprehension, so he didn't waste any words. He cleared the center of the ice house and began to perform the Tai Chi he had comprehended in the middle of the ice house.

Practicing Tai Chi itself didn't require much space. At its simplest, a space of three steps forward, backward, left, and right, a small nine-square grid, was enough.

Lingxu Old Daoist watched Wang Sheng's movements intently, while also pondering and sorting things out in his own mind. At his level, he could accurately perceive even the aura produced by Wang Sheng's fist wind, and it was easy to discern what changes Wang Sheng had made.

Wang Sheng had only pondered the principles of boxing in a dream in the illusion, this was his first time in reality. At first, his body couldn't keep up with his imagination, and there were always some stumbles, but when Wang Sheng started from the second repetition, his fist intent began to flow smoothly.

Between raising his hands and feet, Wang Sheng seemed soft but was actually firm, like sealing and closing, round and coordinated. He only felt that his whole body was like soaking in liquid nutrient solution, no muscle would be deliberately tense, those that should be relaxed were relaxed, those that should be tightened were tightened. After a set of punches, it was like taking a hot bath, and his whole body was comfortable.

However, Wang Sheng didn't stop, but continued the third cycle. Practicing boxing wasn't something that could be done with just one practice. Wang Sheng had to practice this feeling many times, until it became his muscle memory. When Wang Sheng could subconsciously perform it when he was suddenly attacked, then it would be considered that he had initially achieved his goal.

Wang Sheng's strength was already extremely great, and practicing Tai Chi, a boxing method that uses softness to overcome hardness, seemed a bit uncoordinated before, always giving a feeling of using too much force. Wang Sheng himself had this feeling, and Old Daoist had the same feeling. Of course, both of them knew that this was because Wang Sheng was still unable to perfectly achieve yin and yang balance. The yang energy was too strong, and the yin was insufficient, which caused this flaw.

But now, that awkward feeling was gone. Whether it was attack or defense, whether it was fists, palms, or other parts of the body, everything was smooth, everything was satisfying, everything was handy. That feeling made Wang Sheng smile happily while practicing boxing.

After practicing ten times in a row, Wang Sheng's movements became smoother, more natural, and more relaxed. Old Daoist was also itching to try. After Wang Sheng finished, Old Daoist didn't say a word, stepped forward and stood opposite Wang Sheng, stretched out his hands, and was about to push hands with Wang Sheng.

One couldn't comprehend the subtleties by just watching without moving. The most convenient way was to push hands with Wang Sheng after watching Wang Sheng's performance, to directly feel it. Of course, this was only Old Daoist. Wang Sheng wouldn't even bother to push hands with anyone else. You want to learn, but do you have the qualifications? Even if you have the qualifications, can you withstand Wang Sheng's push?

After Wang Sheng experienced the Bixi transformation, his body became immensely powerful. Now that he had further sorted out the principles of Tai Chi, even a light push, even if he only used intent and not force, would probably be tens of thousands of pounds of force. Not to mention those who haven't learned Tai Chi, even those old Daoists of the Qing generation in the Old Monarch Temple might not be able to truly push a few times with Wang Sheng.

It was only Lingxu Old Daoist, whose cultivation was extremely high and whose understanding of the principles of Tai Chi was not much lower than Wang Sheng's, who could push with Wang Sheng on an equal footing.

Even the incomparably powerful Old Daoist couldn't help but exclaim, "Good!" after pushing once with Wang Sheng.

The two pushed and retracted, supported and received, and after only a dozen or so exchanges, they were already cooperating with incredible tacit understanding. You came and I went, you advanced and I retreated. Between the back and forth, they felt their own strength, felt the other's strength, exerted their own force, and resolved the other's force, as if they had been practicing for decades.

If an outsider were to see it, the feeling the two of them gave at this moment was as if they were one person, and even the two people's auras seemed to be fused together, indistinguishable from each other. It was truly admirable!