《The plight of the masses》


 The plight of the masses

    In the 7th year of the Chongzhen Emperor (1634), there were heavy taxes and calamities. Internal unrest was continuously intensifying, and there were disasters everywhere. There were few places of peace.


    Inside Ningxian Town, the blazing sun was like fire and the summer heat was stifling. The streets were filled with activity, with people bustling back and forth. The townspeople were scrambling to stock up on provisions in preparation for the upcoming lean times.


    Amidst the crowd, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy sat upright by the Earth God temple, with a few bundles of firewood stacked next to him. A straw hat was on his head, and his tangled hair was tied loosely behind him. His clothes, full of patches, looked rather ragged. However, his face, tanned and youthful, radiated energy, and his eyes held a stubborn determination. Despite the sweat pouring down his face, he had a calm demeanor that set him apart from the noisy crowd around him.


    "Alas," he sighed, shaking his head in disappointment. "I don''t think I''ll have any luck today."


    The boy''s name was Li Yuefan. He was twelve years old. His mother had died giving birth to him, so he had been raised by his father, Li Tan, in a small hillside outside of Ningxian Town. They survived by hunting.


    Originally, the two-person household had managed to eke out a meager existence. However, during a hunting trip, Li Tan had been bitten by a venomous snake while trying to save his son, rendering his right foot useless and preventing him from walking normally. As a result, the young Li Yuefan had taken on the responsibility of supporting the family at the tender age of seven.


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    Now, five years later, the boy had grown into a young man. Through his wit and hard work, he had become a skilled hunter. However, due to the constant civil unrest, it was difficult to maintain stability in their lives. In order to survive, he had no choice but to come into town and try his luck.


    Today, Li Yuefan had brought several bundles of firewood into town in hopes of selling them and getting something in return for the lean times ahead. Unfortunately, after waiting all day, no one had shown any interest in his wares, which left him feeling disappointed.


    "I should go back now," he said with a sigh as he brushed off the dust from his clothes. "There''s still a lot to prepare for tonight."


    "Young man, are you selling this firewood? I want to buy it all; I''m in urgent need of it."


    Just then, someone across the crowd called out to him. It was an old man over fifty years old.


    The old man wore simple gray clothes and had a white beard. He pushed through the crowd and reached Li Yuefan''s side in just a few steps.


    Upon hearing that the firewood was for sale, Li Yuefan perked up and quickly said, "Sir, there are four bundles of firewood here totaling eight coppers. If you want it, I can help you carry it back." After saying this, the boy eyed the old man cautiously, feeling both anxious and nervous.


    "Hmm...it''s eight coppers..." The old man calculated in his head and thought privately, "This firewood is quite cheap."


    After a moment''s consideration, he nodded and said, "Alright, then help me take it to the teahouse across the street; my partner is waiting to use it for making tea." He smiled and added, "Ha!"


    "Okay!" Li Yuefan happily picked up the firewood and walked towards the teahouse.


    The old man watched the boy''s thin but erect figure as he left and felt a pang in his heart.

 001.A juvenile

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    At this moment, someone suddenly called out to him from across the crowd, but it was an elderly man in his fifties.


    The old man, wearing a simple blue suit, with white hair and a kind face, pushed through the crowd and arrived at Li Yuefan''s side in a few steps.


    Hearing that the other person wanted to buy firewood, Li Yuefan suddenly froze and said quickly, "Old man, here are four bundles of firewood for eight yuan. If you want it, I can help you send it back. After saying that, the young man quietly watched the old man, feeling uneasy and nervous.


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    "Er! It''ll cost eight coins..." The old man calculated in his mind and thought, "This firewood is quite cheap."


    After thinking for a moment, the old man nodded and said, "Well, then please help me deliver it to the backyard of the teahouse across the street. My servant is waiting to make tea. Ha-ha!"


    "Ok!" Li Yuefan happily picked up the firewood and walked towards the teahouse.


    Looking at the thin but straight back of the young man, the old man paused for a moment.


    Under the guidance of the old man, the two walked into the backyard of the teahouse, one behind the other.


    Li Yuefan habitually looked around the environment. It was not very large, but it looked very simple and tidy overall. In the middle of the yard, there was a lush banyan tree, which was shining in the sun...


    It is full of vitality.


    The old man looked at Li Yuefan''s alert expression and couldn''t help but laugh and say, "I like simplicity, but I''m embarrassing the little boy. Ha ha... Little boy, I see that you have a good constitution. Exercise from an early age, because there are fewer and fewer children who are willing to endure hardship like you now. As he spoke, the old man pointed to the small shed next to the wellhead and said, "Just put the firewood in that small shed."


    "Hmm."


    Li Yuefan nodded, put the firewood in the shed, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and turned to the old man and said, "Is this okay?"


    "Oh, that''s it." Then the old man took a bowl of water from the well and handed it to Li Yuefan, saying, "It''s so hot today. Why don''t you take a rest and have a drink of water?"


    "I can''t just take other people''s things..." Li Yuefan looked at the bowl of water, licked his dry lips, hesitated, and finally shook his head and declined.


    The old man seemed to understand what the young man was thinking, and said gently, "It''s just a glass of water. Consider it a reward for helping me carry firewood."


    Although Li Yuefan was not good at socializing, he was not a pedantic person, so he thanked him and took the bowl of water.


    The old man stroked his beard with satisfaction and continued, "Actually, I''ve been watching you for a few days from the teahouse, and I think you''re quite interesting.


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 002.Giant bear

    The setting sun shone on the hill outside the small village, making it look harmonious and beautiful in the distance. The decrepit thatched hut on the hill looked particularly lonely under the dim light of dusk.


    After returning home, Yue Fan put down the packages of goods he brought back from the city, filled with joy. He looked up at the sky outside the window and muttered, "My father should be up on the mountain collecting herbs. It looks like he won''t be back for a while, I''ll go and get everything ready." With that, he walked towards the inner room.


    The inner room looked very simple, even sparse, with just a large kang bed and two torn cotton quilts, and some hunting tools.


    Sitting on the kang bed, Yue Fan was cutting arrow shafts when he suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps outside the house. He put down his tools, got up, and went to greet his father.


    "Father -"


    "Oh, Xiao Fan is back. You''re back earlier today."


    As soon as he finished speaking, a thin, haggard-looking middle-aged man appeared outside the door. After putting down the herbs he had collected, he limped over to Yue Fan and patted his shoulder. "You''re going hunting tonight, let me go and get something to eat. You can keep getting ready..."


    This man was Yue Fan''s father, Li Tan. He wore tattered clothes, had calloused hands from years of hard work, had a slightly sickly complexion, and his eyes were cloudy but sharp. He used to be the best hunter in the area, but now he couldn''t hunt anymore and even had to suffer from the effects of a residual poison that he had to constantly use herbs to suppress.


    "Yes, I''m almost ready," Yue Fan said after a pause, then walked over to the table. "Father, these are things I sold firewood for in the city. They should last us for a while. And the owner of that teahouse asked me to deliver firewood to him every three days. I think our lives will be stable for now." He handed a bag of grain to his father.


    Li Tan took the grain and smiled with satisfaction. "Son, you''ve worked hard all these years, and you never let me down. I think your mother would be proud of you from heaven." He looked out at the setting sun and was silent for a moment. There was an unspeakable silence in the room.


    Yue Fan saw his father''s expression and said with a smile, "Mother knows, I will keep working hard too."


    Li Tan came back to reality and said with a self-mocking tone, "Haha, I didn''t expect to be so sentimental at my age. It''s really...come on, I''ll go and get something to eat." With that, he patted Yue Fan on the shoulder and walked out of the house.


    Looking at his father''s back, Yue Fan felt uncomfortable. In fact, he understood his father''s feelings, but the living still lived...


    After standing for a while, Yue Fan went back into the inner room to continue getting ready for his hunting trip.


    After dinner, it was already evening, the hot sky had gone out, and the moon had shown its face.


    Yue Fan took the bow and arrows and rope that he had prepared, and headed west towards the red leaf forest. In a few moments, he was out of sight, moving with the speed of a swift leopard through the forest.


    There are many venomous snakes and ferocious beasts in the red leaf forest, so people nearby generally dare not enter or leave it casually. Only a small number of hunters will be active in the surrounding area.


    Due to the extremely dry weather, the red leaf forest is also very hot and stuffy.


    When they arrived in the forest, Yue Fan began to skillfully set traps using various methods and tools.


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    In less than a quarter of an hour, more than 20 different kinds of traps, including "pitfall", "foot traps", "noose", "hidden sting" and many "chain traps", were set up in the forest, which was full of danger. These were all things that Yue Fan had prepared for several days. Today, he was going to hunt the most ferocious beast in this forest, the black bear with iron back.


    The black bear with iron back is very tall, not only with great strength and destructive power, but also with fast running speed. It is the most ferocious of all bears. Li Tan had hunted such a black bear before, and the situation was very dangerous. He almost became the black bear''s food. Although he finally won, he paid a heavy price. He was seriously injured all over his body, but fortunately, his wife took good care of him. He only recovered after lying in bed for more than half a month.


    Hunting for the iron-backed bear is a sign of being an excellent hunter. Yue Fan set his hunting goal when he was eleven years old, but Li Tan didn''t agree with him at that time, thinking that he wasn''t mature enough and still lacked in various aspects. After some discussions, Li Tan finally decided to let Yue Fan pass his test before hunting for the black bear.


    Perhaps Yue Fan is a born hunter. Now Yue Fan''s hunting skills have surpassed Li Tan''s when he was in his prime. Especially in his understanding and application of traps, he is already perfect. Therefore, his father agreed to this action. Although Li Tan has experience hunting black bears, he is not ready to tell Yue Fan, because he believes that this is also a kind of exercise.


    Although it was the first time to challenge such a strong beast, Yue Fan was well prepared, so he was not nervous at all, but excited to challenge the difficulties.


    After everything was ready, Yue Fan first sprinkled the flesh and blood of the red fox around the trap, as the flesh and blood of the red fox had a strong attraction to the black bear.


    Squatting on a tree trunk far away from the trap, covering his body with leaves, his eyes began to watch the situation below...


    Sure enough, after a while, the black bear smelled the aroma of red fox flesh and walked over. After taking a look around and finding no danger, it sniffed the air and noticed no human scent nearby. It then walked confidently to the food and began to eat heartily...


    Seeing that the black bear had relaxed its vigilance, Yue Fan focused his gaze and prepared to act. Suddenly, his muscles tensed, and he lifted the large bow in his hand, expertly placed two wooden arrows, pulled them to full extension, and suddenly released them without aiming.


    Under the moonlight, two dark shadows flew out in a hurry and shot towards the black bear that was eating.


    The black bear was happily enjoying its meal when it suddenly became alert and instinctively tried to step backwards, but it was too late to move. The two wooden arrows had already been deeply embedded in its eyes. The speed, strength, skilled movements, and precise calculations all happened in an instant. Even if a martial arts master were here, they would be amazed at that arrow.


    "Roar - Roar -"


    Several beast roars startled a flock of forest birds, making the dark forest seem even more terrifying.


    The intense pain caused the black bear to destroy things without hesitation. Giant bear paws broke down tree after tree. This triggered Yue Fan...


    The several linked traps he had set made it hurt even more and caused more damage.


    In order to keep the fur intact as much as possible, Yue Fan didn''t use sharp weapons to set the traps, so it took nearly two hours for the black bear to finally collapse and lie down exhausted.


    Looking at the mess of branches and destroyed traps on the ground, Yue Fan couldn''t help but marveled at the power and tenacity of the black bear.


    Although he felt some admiration in his heart, Yue Fan still quickly slid down from the tree and cautiously approached the exhausted black bear with his hunting gear...


    Just as Yue Fan was about to get close to the black bear, it suddenly stood up and lunged towards him with all its strength. Its body was not even close to the same size as Yue Fan. The giant creature was twice the height of him and completely overshadowed him.


    This was the black bear''s last counterattack before it died. Li Tan had also been severely injured because of this.


    This sudden change made Yue Fan''s heart skip a beat, but he didn''t panic. As a successful hunter, a calm response was the key to survival in danger.


    Yue Fan made a split-second decision to not back off but to rush forward, crouching down and charging towards the bear''s paw on its right side, narrowly avoiding the attack.


    But it wasn''t over yet. In the moment he avoided the black bear''s attack, Yue Fan used his right foot to push off the ground, spun his body around, and came back in front of the black bear. By this time, the black bear''s forward momentum had already been used up and it couldn''t attack anymore. Yue Fan focused all his strength into his right fist and punched it accurately and powerfully at the bear''s throat.


    "Crunch!" A crisp snap echoed loudly in the silent night.


    Under the moonlight, the tall and short figures merged together and then slowly separated. The tall figure collapsed heavily on the ground.


    "Clang!" A splash of dust flew up as the black bear lay still. The forest returned to its usual silence.

 003.The Scripture of Nourishing the Heart and the Art of Dao

    After dragging the heavy prey back home, Yue Fan was physically and mentally exhausted, though he wasn''t injured. Without saying anything, he took a deep breath and left the body of the black bear to his father to take care of, and then walked inside the house.


    Seeing this, Li Tan couldn''t help but secretly praise, "This kid is really promising, he didn''t get hurt!"


    After returning to the room, Yue Fan did not lie down immediately. Although he was exhausted, he still insisted on sitting on the kang bed with his eyes closed, quietly feeling everything around him.


    I recited the Heart-nourishing Scripture in my heart, breathing in and out with great frequency...


    This method of regulating breathing was discovered five years ago from Mr. Wan''s "Medical Classic" and is called "Nourishing the Heart Classic".


    In the book "Medical Classic", there are many health preservation methods. Long-term practice can make people healthy, alleviate pain, and quickly restore physical strength. Yue Fan, based on his own situation and under the guidance of Mr. Wan, combined these health preservation methods into a systematic exercise method.


    This "Heart-nourishing Scripture" is not long, only three paragraphs in total, but it contains the understanding and interpretation of the older generation of life. It not only promotes physical health and mental calmness, but also over the past few years, Yue Fan has felt his strength growing and his reactions becoming more and more sensitive. Therefore, until now, persisting in reciting and practicing the "Heart-nourishing Scripture" has become his habit, and can be said to be a part of his life.


    Time passed slowly...


    After a long time of breathing, Yue Fan slowly opened his eyes and felt the state of his body, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Every part of his body was filled with power and comfort.


    After getting up, he walked to the window and looked up at the sky. It was already dawn. Feeling the beginning of a new day, his heart was filled with hope, and everything seemed full of vitality in his eyes.


    Outside the house, the fragrance of rice filled the air. His father also got up early to prepare breakfast, and then squatted on the side, silently weaving the netting...


    "Xiao Fan, you did well yesterday, much better than I did when I was young. Hahaha~~~" Seeing Yue Fan come out, his father praised loudly, his face full of pride.


    Yue·² shook his head and said sadly, "Dad, if your foot hadn''t been injured, I think you would have done better than me. It''s just that I blame myself for what happened back then..." He was about to continue, but was interrupted by his father waving his hand.


    Li Tan said with emotion, "Don''t feel guilty, I have never regretted it. You are the hope of me and your mother. And you haven''t disappointed us. I think your mother feels the same way."


    Looking up at the sky, he continued, "It''s getting late, let''s go to work! Next time you go to the city, take this black bear hide and sell it. This complete hide should fetch a good price." After a pause, he added, "By the way, after finishing work, you should divide half of the provisions you brought back yesterday and take them with the bear meat to give to Mr. Wan and the others." Then he continued to concentrate on weaving the netting.


    "Okay." Yue Fan nodded and agreed, happy to do so. At the thought of Mr. Wan, Yue Fan''s heart was full of gratitude and respect. Because it was Mr. Wan who saved his father''s life back then.


    Breathing deeply the fresh air, Yue Fan felt the morning time. He hoped that in the future it would always be this...


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    Arriving at the small grove not far from his home, Yue Fan took off his upper clothes and carefully placed them aside, then walked towards a large tree as thick as three people.


    Although Yue Fan looked thin and weak, his exposed dark and sturdy muscles made people feel like they were full of explosive power. He gently closed his eyes and felt everything around him, then took a deep breath.


    "Let''s start."


    As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Fan moved his hand, took out the chopping knife tucked behind his waist and chopped at the large tree!


    "Peng¡ª¡ª"


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    In the forest, Yue Fan kept waving the firewood knife, the movements were very simple, very slow, but very steady and accurate, each time falling on the same position as the previous one. These seemingly simple movements, but it is impossible for someone without certain skills to hold a knife weighing dozens of pounds and wave it back and forth, and each time the knife is in place.


    As time passed, Yue Fan''s movements became faster and faster, and the flying wood chips blurred his vision. However, these wood chips did not seem to affect his movements. Yue Fan, who was in a state of calm, closed his eyes and completely relied on his senses to control his body movements. The knife became faster and faster, and his body constantly twisted in coordination with his hands, making the firewood knife a blur in the sky of flying wood chips...


    This is a simple set of knife techniques, which technically can''t even be called a knife technique, because the entire process consists of only five simple movements: "cutting, splitting, turning, blocking, and flicking". It''s just a matter of body coordination, and the repeated movements are formed by swinging the knife. However, these five movements are the strongest means for Yue Fan to deal with wild animals! Of course, they are also the best way to cut firewood.


    As the sky became brighter, the swirling clouds of wood chips slowly calmed down, revealing the slender figure of Yue Fan. By this time, a vast, empty village lay around him, with the ground littered with firewood.


    Wiping the sweat off his body with his clothes, Yue Fan looked up at the sky, then gathered all the wood together, tied it up with a rope, and carried it on his shoulders, returning the way he came.


    The heavy firewood didn''t slow down his walking much, but each step was much heavier and steadier than usual.


    There is a flowing river outside Ning County, and people can''t remember how long it has been there. They only know that it has been nurturing the land and people in this area of Ning County. Even in today''s drought, it still silently gives its best.


    Liushui Village is located not far from the Liushui River. There are only a few dozen farmers in the entire village, which is also very quiet.


    Although the people here live a hard life, they are also doing well, especially during the current drought season, which is more harmonious and peaceful. However, whenever Yue Fan walks here, he feels an inexplicable disgust or even rejection.


    Outside the thatched hut in the village, an old man is carefully tending the medicinal field. He is known as Mr. Wan.


    Mr. Wan, whose real name is Wan Liuhuai, is in his seventies or eighties. He used to be a government official, but was persecuted by people in the court and lost his family. He wandered around and practiced medicine. Five years ago, Mr. Wan passed by Liushui Village and happened to see Li Tan being attacked by Iron Head...


    The snake bites Li Tan, and he saves his life. In order to repay his life-saving kindness, Li Tan and his father built a simple thatched hut for the old man at the end of the village, and asked Yue Fan to visit him often.


    When Mr. Wan first moved in, the villagers were reluctant and urged him to leave. However, when they heard that Mr. Wan was not only knowledgeable but also capable of treating diseases, they accepted him with respect. In rural areas, you can disrespect a teacher, but you must respect a doctor. After all, people can survive without reading, but everyone gets sick sometimes.


    After a while, a little girl came out of the hut and gestured to Mr. Wan, then obediently followed the old man to collect dew from the medicinal field.


    Wanyaer is an orphan who was found by Mr. Wan five years ago while he was washing medicine in the Liushui River. At the time, she was floating on the surface of the water, her entire body swollen. After being revived, Mr. Wan realized that the little girl was born mute and could not remember anything from her past. Mr. Wan felt sorry for her and, as he had no relatives to accompany him, he decided to keep her and adopted her as his granddaughter, giving her the nickname Wanyaer, which is similar to Yuefan''s age.


    The rays of the rising sun shone brightly, making the village, which was originally covered with smoke, appear so harmonious and peaceful, with a quiet and elegant atmosphere of tranquility and clarity.


    At this moment, a figure was walking slowly down the village road.

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    A young boy carrying a huge bearskin walked down the street, followed closely by a seven- or eight-year-old girl. People on the street all turned their heads, as these two were Yue Fan and Xiao Ya''er.


    Qi Yi Zhai is the largest treasure shop in Ning County, located in the center of the city. Every time Yue Fan hunts for animal fur, he sends it here for sale, and this time is no exception.


    "I have goods to sell, Mr. Qian.


    "Let''s take a look at it then.


    The money manager is quite fat, with a slightly curled mustache and a playful expression in his eyes.


    Yue Fan walked up to the counter and placed the bearskin on it. "This is a fine black bearskin, with all the fur intact. What''s your price?"


    When Mr. Qian saw Yue Fan put on the black and shiny bear skin, he immediately reached out and stroked the fur, squinting his eyes and carefully examining it from top to bottom and inside out. His eyes gradually shone with joy.


    After a moment, the money shopkeeper realized his loss of temper and quickly restrained his expression...


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    After two dry coughs, the shopkeeper Qian smiled and said, "Brother Fan, this bearskin is definitely a treasure, but you know, it''s the time of disaster. In such a chaotic world, who would be willing to buy these useless things? So, uh, this..." The shopkeeper Qian kept rubbing his hands together and looked at Yue Fan with a sly smile, a complete contrast to his previous attitude.


    Yue Fan frowned and said, "Are you trying to say that the bear skin is not worth much now?"


    "Ha-ha!" The money shopkeeper''s face was already smiling. "So Little Brother Fan knows about this! The bear skin can''t be eaten, the hair is too thick, and it can''t be worn, so naturally it''s not worth much money.


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    The money shopkeeper displayed the essence of a profiteer to the fullest extent, constantly belittling the goods of the other party in order to maximize profits.


    Yue Fan felt a chill in his heart upon hearing this. He knew exactly what the other person was thinking. In the past, whenever he came here to sell his hunted animal skins, he was always forced to sell them for the lowest price. However, in order to make a living, he finally had to endure it.


    But now things are different. With the progress of Yue Fan''s hunting skills, there are more opportunities to earn money by hunting. Coupled with the income from regular firewood delivery, even though their life is still simple, they will no longer worry about food and clothing. Therefore, he naturally does not have to sell the goods to this family. What''s more, such a complete and unusually large black bear skin, which is known to be quite rare in the industry, cannot be worthless. He doesn''t believe that there are only poor people in this world now!


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    This second master was a well-connected person with a large family background. He was the second son of Zhao Qianjin, the largest landlord in Jiangnan. Zhao Qianjin was known as one of the Four Wealthy Gods of Jiangnan for his wealth and influence. He was cunning and experienced in business dealings and had connections in both the underworld and government circles. As a result, he had become one of the wealthiest men in the region.


    As the second son of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianhua had been raised in luxury and had everything he desired. Therefore, common items could not satisfy him. He had originally just wanted to stroll around Qi Yizhai today, but unexpectedly saw Yue Fan selling the black bear skin. So he asked Qian Zhanggui to purchase it no matter what the cost.


    Originally, Zhao Tianhua had intended to buy the black bear skin no matter what the price was. But he did not expect that Qian Zhanggui''s habit of undercutting prices would anger Yue Fan instead of making him willing to sell.


    Zhao Tianhua glared at Qian Zhanggui and did not pay attention to him anymore. Instead, he faced Yue Fan and said, "I want this black bear skin. Name your price."


    The other person''s voice is high-pitched and loud, but when it reaches Yue Fan''s ears, it feels very unpleasant, so he frowned and said, "I said, I don''t want to sell it."


    "Hmph! Son, don''t spurn the face I give you. Whatever I want, you must give it to me, whether you want to sell it or not." Zhao Tianhua''s face became dark and he felt very angry.


    Yue Fan saw the situation and knew that he couldn''t solve it today. So he whispered to Xiaoyaer, "Hold me tightly." After saying that, he wrapped Xiaoyaer''s hands around his neck.


    Without any warning, Yue Fan suddenly jumped in front of the black-clothed man near the courtyard entrance. His speed was so fast that everyone didn''t have time to react. He kicked and one person was kicked out, lying on the ground and screaming in pain.


    The first to act is the first to act! Years of hunting experience made Yue Fan understand this truth at a very young age.


    Before the other black-clothed guards surrounded him, he decided to solve the problem at the gate first. Only in this way could he hope to break out.


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    The inner courtyard of Qiyi Studio was in complete disarray, with a group of black-clothed men surrounding a teenager and continuously moving around, occasionally attacking to try to bring him down. The teenager was carrying a small girl on his back and kept changing positions, waving the wooden staff with one hand to fend off the approaching black-clothed men.


    Yue Fan had no experience being surrounded before, when he encountered a pack of hungry wolves and managed to break out... but the current situation was different. Xiaoyaer needed to be protected, which restricted his movements and greatly affected his flexibility. Moreover, they were human beings, not wild animals, and he couldn''t use lethal force against them. After all, Yue Fan was just an ordinary hunter, not someone from the martial arts world.


    Zhao Tianhua sat comfortably in the main hall, watching the scene with interest, occasionally sipping from his teacup. Qian Zhangjie, on the other hand, was extremely anxious. Seeing the injured bodyguards on the ground, he was even more upset. Of course, Qian Zhangjie wasn''t upset for their sake; he was upset about the money. Not only did he have to pay for the broken items, but he also had to pay for the medical treatment for his injured men.


    "Damn it, I didn''t expect this brat to be so resilient. This is really going to cost me. Ugh! Watch where you''re aiming, my flowerbed... Ahh..." Qian Zhangjie''s face turned white and he inwardly moaned.


    Seeing Qian Zhangjie''s expression, Zhao Tianhua knew what he was thinking. He said nonchalantly, "Old Qian, as long as we get the item, there will be no shortage of benefits for you."


    Hearing the promise from the second master, Qian Zhangjie immediately smiled and shouted to the group of bodyguards, "Whoever brings this brat down, there will be a reward of one hundred silver coins. Put some effort into it."


    With such a high reward, there were bound to be brave men. Qian Zhangjie''s words did have an effect. Over a dozen bodyguards heard the promise and, despite their pain, charged towards Yue Fan en masse.


    Yue Fan felt the pressure increase and his body twisted constantly as he swung the wooden staff faster and faster, creating an impenetrable wall of wood that kept the attackers at bay. But this intense attack quickly drained his strength. After a while, he felt his arms and legs becoming heavier, his chest heaving, his breathing speeding up, and sweat pouring down like raindrops.


    "No!" Yue Fan inwardly panicked. "I can''t keep this up much longer. I must end this quickly... kill the leader to kill the pack!" Suddenly, he changed his attack style. Instead of using the wooden staff defensively and creating an impenetrable wall of wood, he simply swung it in attack mode. Although the attacks were simple, they were incredibly fast, with each swing being several times faster than before.


    Without using the wooden staff for defense, in order to keep Xiaoyaer safe, Yue Fan had to rely solely on his hands and body to protect her.


    He received several blows shortly thereafter; his head was struck and blood ran down his cheek, staining his chest and making him look somewhat fierce. Xiaoyaer''s eyes widened in horror as she looked around, but all she could do was cling tightly to Yue Fan''s back so he wouldn''t worry about her.


    Yue Fan may have been injured, but the effect of his attack was evident. Since most of the bodyguards were afraid they would escape, they were blocking the exit of the inner courtyard while only three or four were surrounding him. Yue Fan focused his attack on these few men. Before they could react, he had knocked them all down one by one.


    The gap in their formation had opened up, and before they could close in on him again, Yue Fan took a powerful kick with his left foot and leaped out of their encirclement, holding the wooden staff in his hand as he charged towards the main hall where Zhao Tianhua was sitting.


    This sudden change made Zhao Tianhua and the shopkeeper Qian panic and want to run away. The shopkeeper Qian kept backing away. However, Zhao Tianhua seemed to suddenly think of something and regained his previous demeanor, and his eyes were filled with mocking laughter.


    Seeing the change of Zhao Tianhua''s expression, Yue Fan suddenly felt alert, as if he was being watched by wild animals.


    "No good!"


    When he was only one step away from Zhao Tianhua, a strong sense of anxiety made Yue Fan change his decision. He stretched his right foot forward and stepped hard, turned his body sharply, and suddenly rushed towards the money shopkeeper, almost throwing Xiao Ya''er out. Even so, Yue Fan was still uneasy, and he habitually turned his head to look back. To his surprise, a long white vapor came rushing towards him, and in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of him, and the target was Xiao Ya''er.


    The sudden change made Yue Fan''s hair stand on end. With his hunter''s instinct, he was sure that if he was hit by this slender white gas, Xiaoya would surely die.


    "Yow-hoo!"


    The roar echoed throughout the hall, and Yue Fan grabbed the bearskin on his right shoulder and pushed hard against the long white vapor.


    "Pong..."


    With a loud bang, the bearskin was instantly shattered into pieces, which scattered in all directions. At the same time, Yue Fan was also thrown out, landing right in front of the money shopkeeper, spitting out blood and with his left hand bloody.


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    At this moment, Yue Fan knew that the meridians in his left hand had been broken, and his internal organs had also been injured, but... he couldn''t fall down now, not now!


    Yue Fan endured the pain in his body and rolled over and climbed up. Xiao Ya also groaned in pain, but her hands and feet still clung to Yue Fan''s body, not letting go.


    Seeing the blood-covered and ferocious appearance of Yue Fan in front of him, the money shopkeeper was terrified. He wanted to run, but his entire body felt drained of energy, and his legs kept trembling.


    Taking this opportunity, Yue Fan instantly slid behind the money shopkeeper, dropped the wooden stick, and raised his right hand to firmly squeeze the money shopkeeper''s throat and said, "Don''t any of you come up, or I''ll snap his neck."


    Sure enough, the inner courtyard became extremely quiet, and all that could be heard was the sound of blood dripping from Yue Fan''s left hand onto the ground.


    "Tick-tock... Tick-tock..."


    Upon hearing Yue Fan''s blood dripping, Xiao Ya''er immediately jumped off Yue Fan''s body, bit into a piece of her own cloth with her teeth, ripped it off, and skillfully wrapped it around Yue Fan''s left hand wound.


    Zhao Tianhua looked at the shredded pieces of black bear skin on the ground in a daze, feeling a surge of anger in his heart: "I went through so much trouble, but ended up with nothing. If it weren''t for the wind master''s intervention just now, the person who might have ended up in trouble would be me." As he watched Xiao Ya''er wrap up Yue Fan''s wound, he became increasingly angry and shouted, "What are you all gawking at? Go up there and take him down."


    "Don''t come closer," Yue Fan clenched his hand tightly and choked Qian Zong.


    Seeing their shopkeeper in someone else''s hands, these guards didn''t dare to act rashly for fear of any harm coming to their boss, but they were even more afraid of incurring the wrath of the second young master. So they all looked at each other, feeling conflicted and unsure of what to do.


    Upon seeing this, Zhao Tianhua became even more enraged: "You all go up there! Whatever happens... I''ll take the blame." Just as he was about to shout again, he was interrupted by a strong and aged voice: "Tianhua, forget it. Don''t make things difficult for them. Let me handle this." With these words, a man in a red robe emerged from the back hall.


    This old man was one of the four elders of the Zhao family, Feng Changwan. He had been raised at a Shaolin Temple and had practiced iron head Kung Fu, giving him a distinctive appearance with a prominent forehead compared to ordinary people.


    After killing too many people while wandering the martial arts world and being expelled from Shaolin, he had become a top martial arts expert in his thirties. However, due to being pursued by enemies and on the brink of death, he was saved by Zhao Jin''er, who was not yet the head of the Zhao family at that time. In order to repay Zhao Jin''er''s life-saving favor, and also tired of leading a nomadic life, Feng Changwan decided to stay and help Zhao Jin''er.


    Feng Changwan had been with Zhao Jin''er for over thirty years. With the support of Zhao family''s vast wealth and resources, Feng Changwan had already taken one step towards the threshold of the transcendent realm and was loyal to the Zhao family. Plus, he had watched over Zhao Tianhua since he was young, so the task of protecting him had been entrusted to him.


    Upon seeing Feng Changwan emerge, Zhao Tianhua lost his previous arrogance and became more humble, saying respectfully, "Please have a seat, Master Feng. This will be handled by you." With that, he stepped aside.


    After finishing wrapping up Yue Fan''s wound, Xiao Ya''er hid behind him again. Upon hearing someone emerge, she peeked out with her small head and sparkling eyes to take a look.


    After sitting down, Feng Changwan took a look at Yue Fan and then at the little girl behind him with a smile on his face and said, "The young man is quite good; he has courage and strategy. And look at you; you haven''t practiced any internal martial arts before, but you were able to evade my sword energy. That''s rare." After a pause, he added with a tinge of regret, "Unfortunately, actually you completely evaded my sword energy just now, but you used your bare hands to block it in order to save that little girl. Although your current injury isn''t as severe as I imagined, I think your left meridians have already been damaged. In the future, you won''t be able to hold anything..."


    Hum! Yue Fan said coldly, "What do you want?"


    Feng Changang said lightly, "Actually, with your injuries, even if I didn''t attack, it would be impossible for you to lead this little guy out of here.


    Looking at Yue Fan''s resolute expression, Feng Changyuan continued, "Although you have a hostage, you are not a member of the Jianghu, and it is impossible for you to kill someone just because you want to.


    Yes, Yue Fan hasn''t killed anyone and doesn''t want to kill anyone, after all, he''s just an ordinary hunter. But now...


    Yue Fan''s face showed no emotion, and his voice remained cold: "I have never thought of killing anyone, so don''t force me... I still want to live a good life, and for that, I can kill!"


    Wind Irregularity was surprised that a person who was seriously injured and surrounded could be so calm. He nodded and said, "Young man, you are not a member of the Jianghu, so I can give you a chance. You can use any weapon you want, as long as you can force me to leave this chair within ten strokes. If you win, you can naturally leave here. " He stroked the chair handle and continued, "If you lose, you have to promise to do three things for me. How about it? Of course, for the sake of fairness, I will only defend myself and not attack. Whether you can force me to retreat depends on your ability.


    Its...


    Actually, this battle is not fair at all. After all, Feng Changyang has already stepped into the threshold of the congenital realm, and there are not many people who can compete with him, let alone ordinary hunters like Li Yuefan.


    What is the innate state? The innate state represents the peak of martial arts, which is the realm that many people in the martial arts world dream of reaching. Few martial artists can reach the innate state. Those who can are all respected in the Jianghu, whether they are leaders of a sect, senior advisors, or famous martial artists.


    People in the Jianghu are often divided into five levels, with the lowest being non-elite, followed by second-rate martial arts, and only the first-rate ones can be called experts. The next level up are first-rate experts and innate experts. Although there is only one level difference between the first-rate experts and the innate experts, it is a difficult gap to overcome, and there are also different levels of innate experts.


    Of course, Yue Fan didn''t know these common knowledge in the Jianghu. However, even if he knew the power of the old man, he wouldn''t be afraid of him. So he coldly said, "Let''s fight." He released the money shopkeeper, rolled up the wooden stick on the ground with his feet, and rushed towards Feng Wuchang.


    Yue Fan held a stick in one hand and suddenly swung it towards Feng Changyuan, sending a loud "hoo-hoo" sound through the air.


    However, Feng Changyang''s expression remained calm, and without even looking at the wooden stick that Yue Fan was swinging, he raised his left hand and gently blocked it. With a loud bang, Yue Fan was thrown back a few steps, but Feng Changyang remained seated, unmoved.

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    Yue Fan shouted loudly, and with the help of the swirling sticks, he looked extremely powerful.


    "Good for you!"


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    Tian Gengying was both surprised and excited, sitting on the chair and constantly waving her hands to ward off the wooden stick. Truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth, melted into one.


    Pong, pong, pong


    The speed of the two was getting faster and faster, and the sound of breaking sticks kept ringing in the shadows, making the people around them jump in fear.


    Yue Fan knew that this was not a solution, so his movements became simpler and faster. In this situation, Yue Fan''s heart calmed down, and there was no desire for struggle. It was as if he had returned to the tranquility of chopping firewood, wielding simple sword techniques. Gradually, he entered a state of emptiness and clarity. If Feng Chang knew that Yue Fan regarded him as firewood, would he not be depressed and vomit blood?


    Seeing Yue Fan''s clear eyes and glittering gaze, Feng Changyuan knew what it meant. She was both surprised and intrigued, and her dancing hands picked up the pace.


    At this moment, Yue Fan closed his eyes, retracted his wooden stick, and kicked his feet hard, leaping high... The powerful momentum burst out in vain! The wooden stick then fell, not very fast, but it was difficult to predict...


    The powerful prestige made Feng Changyuan''s eyebrows furrow, as if he was frozen by the spirit and unable to move. He wanted to block the wooden stick above his head, but it seemed impossible. Terrified, he instinctively used all his strength to break free from the spiritual bondage and flashed to the side.


    Boom!


    With a loud bang, the wooden stick fell, smashing the wooden chair and even causing a deep crack in the ground beneath it, which extended all the way to the corner of the wall.


    Shock! Surprise! Doubt! Fear!


    All kinds of thoughts were surrounding everyone in the room, but the most profound feeling was the impermanence of the wind. He could feel the powerful destructive force just now, especially the moment when he was mentally locked. This strange skill rarely appeared in the Jianghu, and he had only heard about it from his master when he was practicing in the Junior Temple. However, his master only said two words to him: "danger"!


    It''s conceivable that even the high monks of Shaolin feel dangerous, so this method is really powerful! Only Feng Changyong didn''t expect to encounter such a bad luck.


    When I came back to myself, I saw that Yuefan was kneeling on the ground, supporting his body with his left hand, and the wooden stick in his right hand had turned into a few dots like weathered rock. Yuefan''s black hair was turning white, and in a few moments, he was completely white!


    Seeing such a change, everyone felt extremely strange. Just a moment ago, he was a vigorous young man, but in a moment, he turned white-haired. The scene was as strange as it could be.


    Only Feng Chang knew that this was the result of abnormal consumption of mental power and vitality. He was originally very angry about losing face, but after seeing Yue Fan''s situation, he instead admired this brave teenager. After all, not everyone has the courage to burn their vitality. He was indeed defeated, and he was completely convinced.


    "Alas..."


    Shaking his head, Feng Chang sighed, "Little brother, you''ve won. Come on, I promise they won''t bother you again.


    Yue Fan looked up at Feng Changyang and nodded to him with a calm expression, as if everything had nothing to do with him. He slowly stood up, walked over to Xiaoya, who was huddled in the corner of the table, and took her out.


    I am born to be wild, and I kiss the sky with a young heart.


    After watching Yue Fan leave, Zhao Tianhua stepped forward and said, "Wind Master, are you just going to let them go?"


    Feng Changang looked at him and said lightly, "This young brother is indeed admirable, but it is a pity that he will have difficulty in further development. After a pause, he added, "He burned his spiritual power and vitality to attack me, causing him to go grey at a young age. Alas..." He shook his head.


    When hearing the wind impermanence saying that life force is burned, Zhao Tianhua was shocked again. Although he didn''t like practicing martial arts since childhood, as a rich young man in Jiangnan, he had a wide range of knowledge and certainly knew what burning life force meant. Simply put, it meant that this person would not live long.


    "Don''t bother him anymore..." Feng Changyuan reminded them, "From today onwards, come back with me and practice martial arts properly, and restrain your own morality. Then turn around and leave with your hands behind your back.


    After a while, the courtyard remained quiet, but Zhao Tianhua looked fierce and unwilling, saying, "Humph, let''s just say that this smelly kid is lucky. Anyway, I don''t think he has much time to live, so let''s just be merciful!"


    Immediately, he looked at the paralyzed money shopkeeper on the ground and said coldly, "What a useless thing, you should take care of me!"


    He then walked away in anger.


    Is Yue Fan really lucky? The answer is no. No matter who it is, if they burn their own life force, they will not feel better, let alone lucky.


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    When he was three years old, Xiao Yuefan cried and asked Li Tan, "Dad, why do others bully me and call me a scourge, saying that I killed my own mother? Why?"


    "Bang!"


    Li Tan slapped him and said in a harsh voice, "A man should shed blood but not tears. If you want others not to bully you, you must have aspirations. If you are stronger than them, they will not dare to bully you.


    Suddenly being hit, Xiao Yuefan felt very wronged and wanted to cry, but as soon as he heard his father''s words, he immediately wiped away his tears with his hands and nodded vigorously.


    Seeing Xiao Yuefan''s understanding, Li Tan caressed his head with a heartache and said softly, "Your mother is not dead. She lives in our hearts, so don''t worry about what others say in the future."


    Xiao Yuefan nodded, seemingly understanding.


    The hardships of cutting firewood with a machete when I was four years old;


    The joy of learning to write my name at the age of five;


    The excitement of learning hunting from my father at the age of six;


    The self-blame for the father being bitten by a poisonous snake when he was seven years old;


    And the three days and nights of waiting, the sense of achievement and satisfaction when I first caught my prey.


    The scenes flashed through my mind...


    Yue Fan''s thoughts became increasingly blurred, and he was gradually overwhelmed by the emotions of these past events.


    Mr. Wan saw this scene and knew that Yue Fan was at the most critical moment. If he didn''t pull back from reality in time, he would never wake up. If he continued to go on like this, he would never wake up.


    As if out of survival instinct, Yue Fan realized that his thoughts were about to dissipate, so he desperately resisted these hallucinations. In the hazy distance, he heard the words of the "Heart Nourishing Scripture" that calm the mind and focus the attention: "A calm mind is like water, moving without being startled, and resting in peace. A life of a hundred years, bound by external things, the mind is in the world, what is the pursuit of longevity? If the mind is calm, the sky will fall without being startled, the spirit is restrained, the life is released, without the spirit there is no life, nourishing life is nourishing spirit..."


    The "Heart Cultivation Scripture" was read faster and faster, and the spiritual platform slowly regained a sense of clarity. At this moment, the strange gas in Yue Fan''s body moved, and without the obstruction of the Taoist path, it quickly traveled through his body, circulating between the 720 acupoints of the seven meridians and eight channels, back and forth between Baohui Acupoint and Yongquan Acupoint.


    Lying on the bed, Yue Fan had calmed down, no longer bleeding, and his entire body was covered with a thin transparent gas film, which quickly melted the blood on his body and slowly penetrated into his skin, leaving no trace at all, as if he had never bled before. If it wasn''t for the pool of blood on the bed, it might have been a hallucination.


    Such a strange scene made even two so calm people could not help but exclaim. However, seeing Yue Fan''s face gradually regaining its color, they felt a surge of joy and stopped being as nervous as they were just now.


    After thinking about it, Li Tan still felt uneasy and asked with concern, "Sir, what happened just now? Judging from the current situation, Xiaofan should have survived, right?"


    Mr. Wan took a deep breath, his face exhausted, and slowly sat down in his chair. He nodded to Li Tan and said, "Xiaofan''s breathing has returned to normal, and it''s clear that he has already made it through. His face is also very good, and he is recovering very quickly. It''s much better than I expected. Xiaofan''s life has been saved from the underworld.


    He shook his head and said, "But I still don''t understand what that transparent gas membrane on Xiao Fan''s body is. It''s so magical that even the blood can be reversed. It seems that the world is full of wonders.


    Hearing that his child was safe, Li Tan of course was overjoyed. His heart finally relaxed, and he didn''t pay much attention to what Mr. Wan said later. He didn''t care about the magic or not, as long as the child was now safe, he was satisfied.


    So he suddenly knelt down and said to Mr. Wan with tears of gratitude, "Thank you for saving my life twice, Mr. Li Tan. I have nothing to repay you, so I bow down here to thank you.


    Mr. Wan quickly stood up and helped Li Tan up. He sincerely said, "Get up, I haven''t even thanked you for taking care of me all these years. And Xiaofan has grown up under my watch. If I didn''t let him take Yare out and get dragged down, he wouldn''t be hurt like this. I should feel guilty, all this is what I should do. You don''t need to do this, otherwise I won''t be able to hold my head up."


    Li Tan was helped up and looked at Mr. Wan excitedly and said, "You saved my life years ago, and taking care of you all these years is what I should do, how can we talk about thanking you!"


    Mr. Wan waved his hand and said, "Okay, let''s not talk about this anymore. Let Xiaofan have a good rest. You''ve been busy all night, it''s almost dawn, so go back and rest quickly. Xiaofan will stay here to recuperate. I will take care of him, so you can rest assured."


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    Li Tan deeply bowed to Mr. Wan and Mr. Wan didn''t stop him but nodded instead.


    After the bow, Li Tan raised his head and said, "Originally, I wanted to stay here and take care of Xiaofan, but Xiaofan promised to deliver firewood for someone else. If it weren''t for the special circumstances this time, Xiaofan would never break his promise, so this time I will help him deliver it, then Xiaofan will be in your care." Then he limped out of the house.


    Seeing Li Tan''s distant figure, Mr. Wan muttered, "What a pair of strong father-son! No matter how big the difficulties are, I believe they can overcome them. To meet people like this is also worthwhile in this life." After finishing the saying, he turned back to the inner room.


    Little Yare was yawning and still kept guard beside Yue Fan. Gradually she fell asleep next to Yue Fan''s bed.


    Not long after Mr. Wan left, there was a burst of white light on Yue Fan''s body, which kept flowing on the surface of his body. The scene was very strange and wonderful.


    Yue Fan felt very relaxed in his heart now. It seemed that he had never been so relaxed before. His physical condition had stabilized and his spiritual platform was very clear. Even the pain in his body was disappearing little by little. At this time, the gas in his body was rotating faster and had increased in size.


    When he first woke up, Yue Fan felt a breath moving through his body. He was surprised because he had never practiced internal skills due to his family''s poor conditions. But how could there be a breath moving through his body? After a long time, however, he felt no ill effects and began to relax. Instead, he felt that this breath was very intimate, like returning to his mother''s embrace. Although he didn''t know what a mother''s embrace was like, he was sure it was a feeling that warmed his heart.


    Gradually, the feeling of the body got better and better, and it became more and more comfortable. His limbs were spread out like this, which made Yue Fan feel secure again...


    The gas in Yue Fan''s body was constantly nourishing the meridians throughout his body, and the speed was increasing. Even the broken meridians in his left hand were slowly repairing. Such a situation made Yue Fan ecstatic! After all, no one felt better with a disability.


    ¡­¡­


    In the morning, several sunbeams shone through the window, and the birds outside began their day''s work.


    Yue Fan lay quietly in bed, the white light on his body had disappeared, and he was used to breathing according to the "Heart Nourishing Scripture". He slowly opened his eyes until he felt the sunlight coming in. The dazzling light made Yue Fan''s eyes unable to adapt for a moment, so he raised his hands to block the light, and after adapting, slowly observed the surrounding environment.


    Looking at the blood on the bed, Yue Fan couldn''t help but think of the pain he had felt the previous night, and a cold sweat broke out. He didn''t know if he could survive another pain like last night, but he certainly didn''t want to try again.


    After getting up, Yue Fan gently put the quilt on Xiao Ya''er and tidied up the messy room.


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    In front of the bronze mirror, Yue Fan stood motionless, and suddenly his head turned completely white. I don''t think many people would be surprised.


    "Haha, I didn''t expect that I would be grey-haired at the age of 12. I think I''m the first one in history!" Yue Fan smiled helplessly at the mirror.


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    When Mr. Wan woke up in the morning, he walked out of the house and saw Yue Fan staring into the mirror. He walked over to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he didn''t know what to say. In the end, he just shook his head and sighed heavily.


    Hearing a sigh behind him, Yue Fan came back to himself and turned around to see Mr. Wan standing in front of him. After a moment of hesitation, he quickly knelt down and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa Wan, for saving my life."


    Seeing Yue Fan''s behavior similar to his father''s, Mr. Wan quickly stepped forward to help Yue Fan up and said to him with a smile, "Haha, you two are really alike. Well, you''ve already knocked your head, so get up quickly. Your body has just recovered and can''t bear any more trouble."


    Take Yue Fan to the bedside and say, "Come, sit down and let Grandpa take your pulse and see how you are doing now." Then, with his eyes slightly closed, he placed his hand on Yue Fan''s right hand pulse and carefully felt the beating of the pulse.


    After about half a minute, Mr. Wan gently opened his eyes, stroking his beard while saying to Yue Fan, "Your body has recovered, and your condition is even better than before. In addition, the meridians in your left hand are gradually repairing, and I believe that you will recover soon."


    Then, as if something was difficult to say, after hesitating for a while, he sighed and said, "Due to the sudden excessive depletion of your vitality and mental power, your head has lost its vitality and turned white. Although your body has now recovered, it is difficult for your head to turn back. Alas..."


    After listening to Mr. Wan''s diagnosis, Yue Fan said with a relaxed face, "Grandpa Wan, don''t feel sorry for Xiaofan. In fact, as long as I can live, I am already very satisfied. White is white, anyway, people will get old, and their hair will turn white when they get old, it''s not a big deal... I didn''t adapt to the mirror just now...


    Come here. I was just hesitating for a moment. It won''t happen again.


    As he spoke, Yue Fan also played with his white hair, appearing quite natural. However, a twelve-year-old boy with white hair looked a little strange.


    Mr. Wan nodded and said with appreciation, "Good, to be able to take it and let it go, that''s a good man.


    After a chat, Mr. Wan asked seriously, "Xiaofan, do you know that there is a Tao Qi in your body, constantly moving through your meridians?"


    After thinking about it, Yue Fan nodded and said, "When I first woke up, there was a Qi flowing through my body''s meridians, helping me repair the meridians of my left hand. Later, I didn''t feel anything wrong. However, I''m not sure what it is, as I''ve never practiced Qi before."


    Mr. Wan pondered for a moment and said, "Xiao Fan, in order to save your life, I have punctured 720 acupoints on your body. You will never be able to practice Qi, I hope you understand.


    Yue Fan smiled at Mr. Wan and said, "Actually, it''s fine as long as I can protect the people around me, like my family and friends. I didn''t practice Qi before, but I still lived a good life!"


    Mr. Wan smiled and said, "It''s great that you have this idea. Now tell me, how are the changes in your body?"


    Yue Fan was recalling the situation while touching his left hand. From the beginning of the fight to his angry strike, from unconsciousness to consciousness, and then to the strange gas.


    Mr. Wan listened to Yue Fan''s description while stroking his beard, and occasionally asked about various physical reactions.


    Finally, Mr. Wan sighed heavily and said, "Xiaofan, my situation is very special!"


    Yue Fan asked, "Why does Grandpa Wan say that?"


    Mr. Wan''s blush and said awkwardly, "As you said, you were not burning vitality at that time, but burst out of vitality in a strong mental state. Since you have cultivated the way of health since childhood and are still young, your vitality is quite strong. When it bursts out, your body can''t bear it, so your head turns white."


    Seeing Yue Fan''s blank expression, Mr. Wan explained, "Your situation seems similar to burning vitality, but there is a big difference. After burning vitality, even if you don''t die, it is impossible to recover, unless you have some special opportunities. However, the burst of vitality can slowly recover, even if it can''t be restored to the original state, it will be much better. The Qi in your body should be the ''life essence'' left after the burst, which can help you recover vitality quickly!

 009.Sorcery

    Upon hearing what Mr. Wan said, Yue Fan stared at him, and suddenly smiled understandingly. "Mr. Wan, you are not an ordinary person, right?"


    Mr. Wan was taken aback, then smiled and asked, "Why do you ask, Xiao Fan?"


    Yue Fan said, "I have also learned medicine from Mr. Wan. Although I am not proficient, I know that the average master of medicine is definitely not as talented as you are, at least in acupuncture. And there is a lot of history behind your eyes, Mr. Wan."


    "Ha ha ~" Mr. Wan smiled and said, "Xiao Fan, if I didn''t see you grow up, I wouldn''t believe that you are only twelve years old. Not only are you meticulous, but your eyes are also so sharp."


    Yue Fan sat down and said, "Mr. Wan, can you tell me about your story?"


    Before Mr. Wan could respond, Xiaoyaer also woke up. She rubbed her eyes and looked like she was still sleeping. When she saw Yue Fan, her spirit perked up and she quickly ran over and hugged him tightly, afraid that he would fly away at any moment.


    "Xiaoyaer is also awake. Yesterday was a tough day for you," Yue Fan gently patted Xiaoyaer''s head.


    Xiaoyaer nodded and shook her head in Yue Fan''s arms, tears unconsciously streaming down her face. Seeing the little girl like this, Yue Fan only patted her head to comfort her. After a while, Xiaoyaer stopped crying and got up from Yue Fan''s arms. Then she ran over to Mr. Wan''s front and gestured to him, "Grandpa, good morning, I''ll go start the fire now." Saying that, she ran out of the house.


    Looking at Xiaoyaer leaving, Mr. Wan sighed deeply and said, "Actually, there is nothing that can''t be said. Since Xiao Fan wants to hear it, I will tell you about it."


    Looking out the window, Mr. Wan slowly reminisced, "I am from Huai''an in Jiangnan. When I was young, I was a scholar. Although I was confident that I was knowledgeable, I could not see the difficulties of the world. I had a dream of becoming a good official who would speak for the people, but because the time was not in my favor, what could I do?!"


    After a sigh, he continued, "At the age of thirty, I was appointed to the imperial academy and promoted to the position of scholar in the Hanlin Academy for my outstanding articles. I was also chosen by the court''s imperial physician as a disciple and taught him the secret medical scriptures. Everything seemed to be going smoothly and promising. But all good things must come to an end. Due to my comments on the factional struggles in the writing of the ''Memoirs'', some factions in the court were dissatisfied, and eventually I was framed by my long-time friend and my entire family was sent to prison...


    Thinking back to the past, it''s too painful to recollect.


    "It was dark and gloomy there. My parents, wife and children couldn''t bear the torture and died in prison. I was heartbroken and wanted to die, but thinking of how I was wrongly accused by my own friend, I couldn''t let it go. I wanted revenge." At this point, Mr. Wan''s heart was like a knife cutting, his face full of sadness and anger.


    He took a deep breath and continued, "After my master knew about this, he tried everything he could to get me off the hook, but in the end, he had to use a death row prisoner to replace me to save me... Since then, I left my hometown and lived under a different name. But how could I just let the person who caused my family''s ruin go free? So I wanted to seek revenge myself, but when I asked around, I found out that my enemy had been silenced and his entire family had died in the fire."


    With tears in his eyes and laughter in his heart, Mr. Wan said, "It''s laughable... originally I wanted revenge, but my enemy is dead, what''s the point of me being alive. Heartbroken and disheartened, I wandered around and practiced medicine everywhere. Therefore, I also made some friends in the martial arts world, but the martial arts world is also a bloody and fierce place, there is no peace anywhere."


    With a heavy heart, he finished his story with a sigh.


    "Later, I met your father in the mountains and wanted to have a peaceful life, so we settled down here. You know the rest of the story." After finishing the story, Mr. Wan looked dejected.


    The two were silent, the atmosphere was heavy.


    After a while, Yue Fan deliberately changed the topic and said, "Mr. Wan, what is the real martial arts world like? In the city, I heard storytellers say that the martial arts world is a lively and exciting place with all kinds of people and things." With his eyes full of yearning.


    Mr. Wan''s mood gradually calmed down and he smiled and said, "The Jianghu is not as simple as the storytellers say. There are many things, but they are very annoying. Sometimes you can''t see the difference between right and wrong, good and evil. I once saw a group of decent experts besiege a cultist. According to my understanding, it was because the cultist had a martial arts secret script. After hearing the news, those decent people came to kill him under the banner of eliminating demons and defending the righteous path. Later, the cultist threw out the secret script, and those decent people fought each other for it. Yue Fan, who is right and who is wrong? Who is right and who is wrong?


    Yue Fan lowered his head and thought, "My father once said, ''Don''t be fooled by the superficial. Some prey are very cunning, and you think they are almost dead, but they may pounce on you when you are not prepared. So you have to observe carefully. People are even more so. Don''t be fooled by the superficial appearance of kindness. Sometimes what you see with your eyes is not necessarily true.'' It seems that people in the Jianghu are the same."


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    After thinking it over, Yue Fan nodded seriously and said, "Mr. Wan, tell me more about the Jianghu. I''m very curious. Why do others say the Jianghu is exciting?"


    Looking at Yue Fan, Mr. Wan sighed helplessly and said, "You are not part of the Jianghu, so knowing too much is not good. The government is corrupt, but the Jianghu is bloody and violent. So you must remember, ''The government is like the sea, with no turning back, and once you enter the Jianghu, you never return.''" After finishing his words, he sighed again.


    "I have remembered what Mr. Wan said," Yue Fan nodded. "I don''t seek wealth and prosperity, but I want to live peacefully with my loved ones."


    At this time, Xiaoya walked in and gestured, "Grandpa, brother, it''s time to eat."


    ...


    After dinner, Mr. Wan instructed Xiaoya and then took Yue Fan away.


    Arriving at the bank of the Liushui River, Mr. Wan said to Yue Fan, "Xiaofan, do you know what the purpose of medicine is?"


    "It''s to heal and save people," Yue Fan blurted out.


    Mr. Wan was pleased and said, "That''s right. Although some people use it for crooked purposes, its purpose has never changed. But to heal and save people, we need to constantly explore the secrets of life, so medicine is constantly developing. However, throughout history, many medical giants have not yet discovered it, so we still know very little about life."


    "The vitality in your body that I described in The Medical Classics is what I inferred based on its description. Normally after the vitality explodes, it needs a long time to recover and regenerate. However, because your spiritual power is so strong that it can prevent the vitality from dissipating, plus the fact that I used acupuncture to stimulate your vitality and make it grow, it has finally prevented the vitality in your body from dissipating and allowed it to continuously circulate through your entire meridian system to form its current state."


    As Mr. Wan slowly explained everything to him, Yue Fan generally understood his situation, but he still had doubts and asked, "Mr. Wan, what is spiritual power? I have never heard of it before. It''s not even mentioned in The Medical Classics."


    Mr. Wan replied, "Spiritual force, in simpler terms, is the force released from your head when you think. There are some exceptional individuals in the inner court and the martial arts world who, despite not being highly skilled in martial arts, possess powerful spiritual force and various occult techniques. They can kill people invisibly, leaving them defenseless... For instance, the South Barbarian''s witchcraft£¬they combine numerous poisonous insects, allowing them to fight and devour each other, leaving only the most poisonous one. They then nurture this most poisonous one with their own flesh and blood to achieve telepathic communication. The personal insect lays numerous eggs. These eggs are non-toxic and tasteless. After using the eggs to poison someone, even if they are highly skilled in martial arts, they cannot detect it. Then they can control the poisoned person through the spiritual force of the personal insect, leaving them unable to fight back. Of course, these Barbarian people usually do not appear in Central Plains and will not provoke trouble."


    ... The witchcraft of the South Ocean Divine Church is even more bizarre. It can use the things you carry to detect your breath, making you unable to hide no matter where you are, unless you know how to hide your breath, but this kind of practice is rare, and there are few in the martial arts world. It can also curse you through the things you often use. This kind of thing is mysterious and cannot be proved. I only heard about it from the old doctor in the palace before. In addition, there is stealthy magic, which can hide the body and make people unable to see it. There is object control magic, which can control some objects to attack. There is mind reading magic, which can know what others are thinking. There is mind control magic, which can control other people''s minds. There are also many extremely strange practices in the martial arts world, which are called occult techniques. Although there are many types of occult techniques and their methods of attack are different, they all have one thing in common, that is, they all need strong spiritual force to support them, otherwise they will be counter-attacked.


    Hearing these strange and bizarre exercises, Yue Fan felt a surge of anxiety and immediately asked, "Grandpa Wan, since these exotic arts require mental power, I wonder if my mental power is up to it.


    Mr. Wan said, "Without guidance, even a strong spiritual power cannot be used, except when there is a great emotional fluctuation. For example, when you fought with the master last time, your life force exploded under the influence of great anger. However, your spiritual power is indeed very strong. I hope you can make good use of it in the future, okay?"


    Yue Fan nodded vigorously and said, "I will."


    Seeing Yue Fan''s maturity, Mr. Wan was very pleased and continued, "The biggest problem right now is that we don''t understand the purpose of life essence, and you are unable to control the essence in your body. However, you can still continue to follow the breathing method of the previous ''Heart Nourishing Scripture'' to...


    Continue to practice. According to the records of the Medical Classic and my speculation, if the vitality is very strong, it will undergo a qualitative change under certain circumstances and conditions, that is, the vitality in your body now. Therefore, I am sure that all your bodily functions will become very strong, and your recovery ability will be at least ten times faster than before.


    Mr. Wan suddenly took out the knife he was carrying and slashed Yue Fan''s right arm.


    Yue Fan instinctively wanted to move away, but still trustingly extended his arm.


    The knife was so sharp that it cut a long wound on his arm without any feeling. Only after he realized what had happened did Yue Fan feel a burning pain in his right arm.


    At this moment, something strange happened... The blood just oozed out of the wound, but before it even flowed out, the wound quickly coagulated, leaving only a red scar to prove that he had indeed been cut.


    "Grandpa Wan... is this what you mean by strong recovery ability?" Yue Fan looked at his arm in a daze and couldn''t help but wonder, "This is too exaggerated."


    Mr. Wan nodded with satisfaction: "Of course, the life essence is very wonderful. How could it only have this effect? It has never been discovered before, and no one knows about it, so you need to explore it slowly."


    After a pause, Mr. Wan''s expression turned serious: "Xiao Fan, your situation is very special, so please don''t mention it to anyone except your father. In the future, you will embark on a path that no one has ever walked before. No one knows whether this path is bitter or sweet, whether it leads to life or death. I don''t know if you have the courage to continue walking."


    Courage? True hunters never lack courage!


    Yue Fan''s expression turned serious and he said earnestly, "Grandpa Wan, dad taught me many things. As a man, I should not complain about hardships. So no matter how bitter or difficult the road ahead may be, I will definitely continue walking."


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    Mr. Wan smiled and said, "Xiao Fan, although the road ahead is unknown, I believe that you will definitely succeed!"


    Then the two discussed cultivation on the spot.


    ...


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 010.Practice the limit

    The small hill outside the Liushui Village...


    Yue Fan returned home and saw that his father had not yet returned. Feeling bored, he decided to go to the shed behind the hut to chop some firewood.


    Just as he took the large chopping knife in his hand, Yue Fan was very surprised and muttered to himself, "How did the knife become lighter?"


    After waving it twice, it was indeed much lighter than before. Then he realized that due to his increased vitality, not only did his entire body have much more strength, but also his reactions and senses were much more sensitive than before. Next time he encountered a master like Feng Changyuan, Yue Fan was confident that even if he couldn''t defeat him, he could run away without any problem.


    Of course, Yue Fan didn''t know now that the speed of some light martial arts in the martial arts world was absolutely incomparable to his. As the saying goes, "Ignorance is bliss", perhaps it refers to people like Yue Fan.


    After finishing the thought, Yue Fan felt very happy and kept swinging the firewood knife...


    In a short time, there were two tall piles of firewood in front of him.


    ...


    On the other hand, Li Tan arrived in Ning County Town only when the sun was directly overhead due to his limping. Then he delivered the firewood to the Su Ji Teahouse according to what Yue Fan had said.


    Seeing Li Tan deliver the firewood, Su Fanghao felt strange and asked about it. Only then did he know that Yue Fan had fallen ill, so his father helped him deliver it. Su Fanghao really admired Yue Fan''s character, so he asked someone to prepare some tonics for Li Tan. However, Li Tan was a straight-forward person, so he declined Su Fanghao''s offer and expressed his gratitude. Since Li Tan insisted on it, Su Fanghao didn''t try to force him.


    Li Tan left with one step at a time, with his thin yet straight back that couldn''t be bent by anything. Seeing this, Su Fanghao felt a surge of admiration.


    It was noon.


    After chopping the remaining piles of firewood, Yue Fan sat cross-legged at the foot of the hill and waited for his father to return. Although the sun was shining directly overhead, Yue Fan didn''t feel the heat. He occasionally played with his silver-white hair and felt the warm sunshine on his body, which was indescribably comfortable. He couldn''t help but close his eyes and regulate his breath according to the breathing exercise in the "Nourishing Heart Sutra".


    In the summer heat, the sun shone on Yue Fan''s skin, giving him a feeling of being absorbed, with energy continuously gathering around him. After a while, Yue Fan''s entire body emitted a faint white light, just like last night when it flowed over his body.


    At this time, Yue Fan was not aware of his physical condition, but fully immersed in a warm ocean. He clearly felt the vital essence in his body moving rapidly and soon traveled throughout all his meridians. With each cycle, the energy ball grew larger. Although it was difficult to see with the naked eye, Yue Fan could clearly sense it, and it felt very comfortable and enjoyable.


    After several rounds of circulation in all the meridians, Yue Fan suddenly remembered the method taught by Uncle Wan: "Practice cultivating the spirit and repairing life". He used his spiritual power to guide the flow of vital essence in his body. So Yue Fan continued to feel the flow of vital essence, while constantly thinking about controlling it to stay in his left hand, repairing the injured meridians, and reciting the formulas of the "Nourishing Heart Sutra" in his heart.


    Yue Fan wanted to make the constantly circulating vital essence stop, but it still moved freely between different meridians, which made him feel helpless. However, he didn''t give up and became even more focused on guiding the vital essence.


    After a while, it still didn''t work.


    With no other choice, Yue Fan temporarily ignored it and continued to regulate his breath.


    After an unknown amount of time, Yue Fan gradually felt that the atmosphere around him became clearer and clearer, as if directly reflecting in his heart. The birds'' chirping sounded bright and crisp, and the cicadas'' calls seemed to be right next to his ears. The surrounding plants and trees were also clear in his mind, and he felt as if he were integrated with the environment around him. His spirit felt light and unbounded, continuously extending and drifting further and further away. Before long, he found himself at the foot of the hill.


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    Yue Fan, who was in a trance, suddenly saw his father walking towards him with limping steps not far away. He wanted to approach him, but a sudden jolt in his heart made him wake up immediately. He opened his eyes and realized that he was still in the same place. He was surprised and muttered, "What just happened? Was it a dream while I was sleeping?"


    If there were martial artists who knew that Yue Fan thought of "harmony with nature" as dreaming, they might have beaten him to death!


    Yue Fan was puzzled and unconsciously stood up and looked down the hillside. Just then, he saw his father arriving at the foot of the mountain. He was surprised and said, "Was that dream really real? This is too strange!" He secretly checked his body and found nothing wrong, but instead felt his mind was much clearer than before, and the vitality in his body was also a little stronger.


    "Forget it, I''ll ask Uncle Wan next time." Yue Fan put aside his doubts and walked down the mountain.


    ...


    "Dad!"


    Upon hearing this familiar soft shout, Li Tan trembled slightly and looked up at the front. He saw Yue Fan walking quickly towards him and hugged him tightly!


    Li Tan was very excited now. Suddenly, he felt a sense of rebirth, as if the world was full of hope.


    Holding Yue Fan tightly in his arms, gently stroking his silver-white head, Li Tan felt extremely upset. Seeing that his child had turned white before even he did was beyond description. However, seeing that Yue Fan was now fine, it comforted him a lot, and everything else became less important.


    Inside the hut, Yue Fan was telling the story of his injury.


    After listening, Li Tan asked calmly, "Has Xiao Fan ever thought about seeking revenge?"


    Yue Fan nodded and said, "Yes, but then I didn''t want to anymore."


    "Why?"


    "Because I can''t be in trouble. I still have family members to take care of." Yue Fan said firmly.


    Li Tan said, "If anything happens to Xiao Fan, I will definitely seek revenge for you, even if it means resorting to underhand means, and make sure the enemy pays a price."


    These words deeply shocked Yue Fan''s heart, but he didn''t say anything. He just nodded firmly to his father and his eyes were full of warmth.


    "The sky is strong and unyielding, and men should strive to improve themselves; the earth is vast and fertile, and the gentleman should carry forward his virtue. Do not forget to be strong when you are in your most difficult times, and be brave when you are most confused." Li Tan said slowly, and at this moment, he finally looked like a real hunter.


    "Do not forget to be strong when you are in your most difficult times, and be brave when you are most confused."


    Yue Fan carefully pondered his father''s words and his eyes sparkled with a trace of brilliance.


    Then Li Tan took out a bright red stone from his bosom and handed it to Yue Fan seriously, "This is the ''Danxin Stone''... It is a family heirloom passed down from our ancestors. Only those who become excellent hunters are worthy of possessing it. You are already an excellent hunter, so it is yours now."


    Yue Fan nodded and accepted the "Danxin Stone", examining it carefully. The "Danxin Stone" was the size of a finger, cool to the touch, completely red without any imperfections. It was strung with a piece of hempen string and looked very simple and unattractive but unique. Yue Fan liked it very much and quickly hung it around his neck, gently stroking it.


    At night, Yue Fan sat cross-legged on the kang bed and practiced the life-nourishing method taught by Master Wan.


    In the past two days, Yue Fan had been continuously practicing the "Nourishing Heart Sutra" and trying his best to control the vitality in his body with his spiritual power. However, after practicing for a long time, he still did not see any improvement, and there was no sign of the feeling of ecstasy that he had experienced before.


    Yue Fan now felt a severe headache. The continuous consumption of his spiritual power left him increasingly fatigued and with a worsening headache. But he did not show any intention of giving up and still persevered in controlling the vitality. Again and again, he went from fatigue to pain, then to clarity, and then continued...


    Persisting...


    Compared to the pain of having the acupuncture needle removed from his body, this pain was completely different. The previous pain was physical, but this time it was a mental torment...


    Countless mental torments made Yue Fan more and more frantic, as if he was challenging the limits of life, completely disregarding his physical endurance. He gritted his teeth and continued to apply pressure. His whole body sparkled with white light, and his silver-white hair flew up, looking wild and unrestrained.


    ...


    "Pah!"


    Yue Fan''s body trembled slightly and he suddenly heard a soft sound, as if something in his mind had snapped. The pain also disappeared, and he felt the surrounding environment clearly projected into his mind. His father was resting, the leaves rustled in the wind, and the insects chirped, all so clear.


    Finally, after continuous attempts and efforts, the vitality in his body began to slow down. Although it was only a little bit, it filled Yue Fan with joy and excitement. The countless efforts and endurance had finally paid off, how could one not be excited?


    The most important thing was not this small accomplishment, but rather confirming that Master Wan''s hypothesized method was correct. In other words, the path they were currently following was correct. As long as they persevered, they would be able to fully control this vitality, it was only a matter of time.


    Yue Fan''s body had long since reached its limit, but Yue Fan persevered again and again, allowing him to finally go beyond his limit. This challenge laid a solid foundation for his future cultivation.


    Feeling that he had achieved enough, Yue Fan did not continue but instead recited the "Nourishing Heart Sutra" and slowly regulated his breath.

 011.Sus Teahouse

    Although Ning County is not large, its geographical location is excellent. It is one of the main towns northward to Kyoto, which is an important reason for its prosperity. Another important reason is that there are several large-scale shops here, and their backbones are very strong. Some of them are wealthy businessmen, while others are powerful officials. With these people, the economy here can be stable and sustainable.


    But prosperity has its dark side. Casinos, black markets, auction houses, brothels and other places of debauchery are all present in Ning County, and they are very open. Local officials dare not offend their backers, so they also go along with them.


    However, these bigwigs are smart people who operate these activities secretly. Of course, they do not want to bring Ning County down, but actively maintain the security here to prevent outsiders from causing trouble. Therefore, it will definitely not affect the prosperity of this place, and on the surface it is a thriving scene.


    "Su Ji Teahouse" is not the only teahouse in Ning County, but it is the most famous one. However, the reason for its fame is not because the tea here is delicious, but because there is a storyteller here who tells different stories of the Jianghu and some other experiences every day. This makes some people who have never seen the world, yearn for the Jianghu and have a strong curiosity, always can''t help coming to the teahouse to drink tea and hope to enjoy the earful.


    It''s almost noon now, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. However, the Su Ji Tea House is still bustling with people from all walks of life. The seats are already full, and even the pillars are standing empty.


    From the outside, the Su Ji Tea House looks more ancient and rustic than other large tea houses, without flashy decoration or appearance. The interior of the tea house is also simple and comfortable. The tea house is divided into two floors, with a wide lower floor and a narrower upper floor. The middle of the building is very spacious, with a storytelling stage located here.


    "Pa!"


    Suddenly, a loud sound of the gavel was heard, and the teahouse immediately became quiet. The storyteller said slowly, "What I am going to talk about today is a real event that happened not long ago." He looked around and asked, "I think everyone has heard of Qi Yi Zhai, right? Of course, if you haven''t heard of it, it''s not your fault."


    "Why?" someone asked suddenly.


    The storyteller teased the man, "Because your money is all in your wife''s hands, can you go somewhere else?"


    After the words were finished, everyone laughed.


    The man blushed with shame and said angrily, "Don''t talk nonsense."


    The storyteller didn''t continue to tease. He straightened his voice and said, "Qi Yi Zhai is the largest treasure shop here, and it is also backed up by the wealthy Mr. Zhao in Jiangnan. In theory, a place like this is usually too dangerous for ordinary people to enter, let alone causing trouble."


    Seeing that everyone around him nodded, the storyteller continued, "But, someone not only caused trouble, but also smashed the courtyard of Qi Yi Zhai."


    "Oh, it''s true that what is said outside is true. Quickly... tell us what happened at that time." One person stood up suddenly and shouted anxiously.


    Waving his fan slowly, the storyteller said, "Yes, of course the rumors are true, and it was done by a twelve or thirteen-year-old teenager."


    "What? Are you kidding? Are the guards of Qi Yi Zhai fake?"


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    "Yeah, it can''t be true! I heard those guards are very powerful. They can fight several people at once. How could they possibly lose to a little kid?"


    "Yeah, yeah~~" The crowd cheered.


    "Pa!" There was another sound of the gavel, and the audience fell silent again.


    "You think those Qi Yi Zhai guards are powerful? You may not have knowledge, but you should have some common sense. There are countless people in the martial arts world who are more powerful than those guards by ten times or even hundred times. Not to mention those who are disciples of martial arts families. Do you understand?"


    Seeing that many people looked puzzled, the storyteller said angrily, "Ignorant! If you don''t believe it, you can go and ask around in Qi Yi Zhai. But I think they won''t have the face to tell you."


    An audience member asked curiously, "So, the child is a disciple of a martial arts family."


    "Of course." The storyteller raised his eyebrows and looked proud, as if he were talking about himself.


    He continued, "It is said that the owner of Qi Yi Zhai saw that the boy was young and wanted to swindle him. When he failed, he wanted to use force. He thought that with the backing of the Jiangnan Zhao family, he would be very powerful. This time, he finally hit a nail on the head. As a result, all the guards were defeated and lay on the ground crying... At this time, the elders of the Jiangnan Zhao family came out."


    After taking a sip, the storyteller continued, "This elder is very powerful. He is already a highly skilled master in the martial arts world and is also well-known. Most experts cannot keep up with him. But the teenager is also very powerful. They fought for more than three hundred rounds, from the courtyard to the back hall, and then from the back hall to the courtyard. It was truly chaotic..."


    The storyteller talked non-stop, fully exercising his imagination and creativity. He spoke like a fountain of flowers and rainbows, with frequent gestures, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. People could not help but admire his eloquence and confidence.


    ...


    After all, the old is still the wiser. In the end, the elders of the Zhao family were slightly better than the young man. "After a pause, he said," But the young man was also extremely powerful. Although his skills were not as profound as those of the elders of the Zhao family, his moves were varied and changeable. Therefore, the elders of the Zhao family could do nothing about him, so they let him go.


    "Pa!"


    The sound of the gavel was heard again, and the storyteller said, "Okay, the story is over, the tea is finished, and today is over. Please come early tomorrow, viewers. Next time I will tell the story of "The Thief and the Black Widow", hahaha --" He laughed and left in a very dashing way, leaving these people to ponder.


    This storyteller was none other than Su Ji Chahouse owner Su Fanghao.


    In the corner, Yue Fan let out a long sigh, "Mr. Wan is right, it seems that rumors are not always reliable."


    Just as he turned around, Yue Fan suddenly froze and muttered, "I didn''t expect him to be here. This is interesting."


    Yue Fan looked across the table and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy shouting and gesturing, obviously a regular customer here. A few people sat next to him, also shouting and gesturing with him, presumably his companions.


    This person was called Wang Chong, the little tyrant of Liu Shui Village, who loved to fight and cause trouble, was unruly and unlearned, and often got into fights and disturbances in the city...


    Since being beaten by Yue Fan, he had been constantly causing trouble for Yue Fan and Xiaoya... Of course, Yue Fan had always been too lazy to deal with it.


    ...


    Compared to the front hall of the teahouse, the backyard was much more quiet.


    "I''ve never met a young person who doesn''t like the hustle and bustle before. Haha..."


    With a big laugh, Su Fanghao walked into the backyard and sat down under the vine tree, looking particularly leisurely.


    Under the tree, Yue Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, "My father told me about the last thing. Thank you for your kindness, Su grandfather."


    Su Fanghao waved his hand and said, "It''s a small thing, nothing big. And your father didn''t ask for it."


    Yue Fan said seriously, "But my father brought back your good wishes."


    Su Fanghao smiled and said, "Although we haven''t known each other for long, you give me a special feeling, like we are bosom friends."


    Yue Fan played with his head and said bitterly, "At least, we look similar from above."


    "I didn''t expect that your head would be completely white in just a few days. Everything is so unpredictable. Sigh~~~" With a sigh, Su Fanghao turned around and asked, "Were you the one who rushed into Qi Yi Zhai a few days ago? Child... you''ve suffered!"


    "It''s okay, at least... I''m living well now."


    After chatting about daily life for a while, Yue Fan saw that it was already late in the day, so he bid farewell to Su Fanghao and left.

 012.The way of cultivation

    At night, Li Tan had already retired, while Yue Fan sat alone on the kang bed.


    He gently stroked the small stone around his neck for a while, and then began to cultivate his spiritual power and control his Yuan Qi.


    Since his injury last time, Yue Fan had deeply felt that he was not strong enough. How could he protect his loved ones and friends in this way?


    For power, Yue Fan decided to work hard to train himself and make himself stronger.


    ...


    The next morning, Yue Fan came to the residence of Mr. Wan and told him his thoughts.


    After a moment of deliberation, Mr. Wan said, "In the martial arts world, the cultivation of internal and external skills is emphasized. Unfortunately, you cannot rest your internal strength... The only way is to rely on the cultivation of external skills to make yourself stronger."


    "Mr. Wan, how should external skills be trained?"


    "External skills are generally divided into two categories: one is the cultivation of moves, and the other is the cultivation of the body. There is a sect in the martial arts world called Shaolin Temple. There are many hard-working monks there who use external force to hit all parts of their bodies, making their physical strength and body resistance constantly increase, thus achieving the purpose of cultivation and building a diamond body that cannot be broken. However, it is difficult to reach the peak of martial arts just by practicing external skills, so they always run the inner force after practicing to regulate their recovery."


    Yue Fan never thought about reaching the peak of martial arts. He only hoped to have enough ability to protect the people around him.


    "There is a saying in the martial arts world that ''all martial arts can be broken, but speed cannot be broken, and there is no move that can be broken''. It means that there are vulnerabilities in every move. The more moves there are, the more vulnerabilities there are. The simpler the move, the faster it is. There is no move in the martial arts that cannot be found like a gazelle hanging up a horn. Others cannot break it. This is the highest level of martial arts moves: ''using no moves to defeat moves''."


    Alas..." Mr. Wan sighed and said, "Unfortunately, I cannot teach you martial arts. Moreover, when I traveled the Jianghu, I did not collect any martial arts secrets other than medical texts. So everything depends on yourself.


    Seeing Yue Fan''s slightly disappointed expression, Mr. Wan smiled and said, "Xiao Fan, don''t be too disappointed. Although I cannot guide you in martial arts, I can give you a direction. Whether you can succeed depends on you."


    At this, Yue Fan''s spirit was suddenly refreshed, looking at Mr. Wan and listening earnestly.


    Mr. Wan continued, "The ascetic monks of Shaolin Temple meditate after practicing their martial arts. The main reason is that their physical endurance is limited. If they do not properly rest and recuperate, they may sustain serious injuries or even leave hidden dangers. However, you are different. Although you have no internal energy in your body and cannot cultivate Qi in the future, when it comes to physical recovery and resilience, I dare say that no one in the martial arts world can surpass you, including the master martial artists. Therefore, you can also continuously temper your body like the ascetic monks and continue to enhance your physical strength, and the effect will definitely be far better than theirs. Maybe you will even become the first person to reach the peak of martial arts through external cultivation." With a little excitement, his voice got louder and his face flushed.


    Calming down, he continued, "As for moves, I really have nothing to teach you. However, you can start with the most basic movements, such as horse stance, weight training, climbing, etc., and keep practicing until you collapse due to exhaustion. I believe that any effort will pay off."


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    After hearing these words from Mr. Wan, Yue Fan''s heart was filled with excitement, holding back his excited mood, and gratefully said, "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Wan."


    Mr. Wan combed his beard and smiled, "You don''t need to thank me. Everything still depends on yourself. I hope you will succeed! Come on, let me check your pulse and see how you are now."


    ...


    At this time, Yue Fan suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Mr. Wan, after returning home last time, I waited for my father at the hillside intersection. Under the blazing sun, I practiced for a while, but suddenly felt like I was integrating with the surrounding environment. My thoughts could fly down the hillside and when I saw my father later, I suddenly woke up. The whole feeling was like dreaming. If my father hadn''t really come back, I would have thought it was a dream." Do you know what happened?


    "Hahaha -"


    Mr. Wan heard this and burst out laughing. After a while, his mood returned to normal, and he exclaimed, "Xiao Fan is truly endowed with exceptional talent. At such a young age, he can comprehend the universe and achieve the state of unity with nature that all martial artists aspire to. It seems that your future prospects are limitless."


    Then he teased, "If the martial arts community knew that you considered unity with nature as a dream, I think they would chase after you with their swords raised. Hahaha~~~"


    Yue Fan did not pay attention to Mr. Wan''s teasing, but instead asked curiously, "What is the state of unity with nature?"


    Mr. Wan said, "When your state of mind reaches a certain level, the speed of your cultivation will increase more rapidly. There are five states of cultivation: the state of serenity, the state of no thoughts, the realm of emptiness and clarity, the state of unity with nature, and the state of Taoism.


    The state of serenity and the state of no thoughts are when the mind is calm and free of distractions. This is something that most martial artists can achieve. To reach the realm of emptiness and clarity, one must eliminate all thoughts and focus very intently, so it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to do so. The state of unity with nature is to merge with the universe and become one with nature. To comprehend this state, one must rely on personal comprehension and cannot find a solution. As for the state of Taoism...only those who have truly comprehended it know...


    Those who can comprehend the state of unity with nature are all masters of the generation. If you cannot cultivate Qi, otherwise you would definitely become the youngest master in the world. It''s a pity! Alas~~~"


    Yue Fan did not pay attention to these words. His gaze was bright, and his eyes were full of determination, hope, and self-confidence for the future. He believed that through his efforts, he would definitely become stronger.


    ...


    After bidding farewell to Mr. Wan and Xiaoya, Yue Fan returned home and immediately began to formulate a general plan for his own cultivation according to Mr. Wan''s advice.


    Inside the small hut on the hillside, Yue Fan sat on the kang bed thinking.


    "External training is divided into practicing stances and physical exercises, and for stances, I feel very good when practicing the simple sword technique, so there is no need to practice other techniques, and I also don''t know any other martial arts stances. As for physical training, climbing mountains, swimming, and weight training should be fine every day. As for practicing resilience, it''s not easy to hit yourself, and Grandpa Wan is too old...


    He''s too old, and my father''s body is not well... Xiaoya? Let''s forget about it!"


    ...


    "Hitting... hitting... Yes, the waterfall." With a sudden spark of inspiration, Yue Fan felt excited: "How could I forget about it? I used to go there to play before. Thinking about the waterfall, it must have a force of ten thousand kilograms. I wonder if it can withstand it."


    After formulating a series of cultivation plans, Yue Fan went to his father to discuss them. After all, his father had more combat experience.


    The next day, Yue Fan went to the city to ask for Su Fanghao''s help. He got some solid lead weights and made a new heavy sword. Of course, Yue Fan didn''t like to be indebted to others, so he still paid for it. However, Su Fanghao scolded him for being too formal, but he knew Yue Fan''s temperament and accepted it without difficulty.


    At first, Su Fanghao didn''t understand why Yue Fan asked him for help getting these lead weights and a big sword. But when he heard that Yue Fan said he would tie them on his body to practice weight training, even this experienced and unflappable old man couldn''t bear it. He thought "abnormal" in his heart.


    You know those lead weights are several hundred kilograms heavy. If a normal person tied them all on their body, they would be able to stand up, let alone run around in them. And that big sword weighs over a hundred kilograms. Even if someone can lift it up, who can swing it? Of course, for martial arts experts who have high internal strength, these weights are not a problem. But in Su Fanghao''s eyes, Yue Fan was only a child of twelve or thirteen years old. Seeing him use these things to exercise himself, it was no wonder that he called Yue Fan "abnormal".

 013.Endure hardships in the mountains

    Outside the hut, after everything was ready, Yue Fan took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and rubbed the small stone around his neck and muttered to himself, "Li Yuefan, the road ahead is going to be difficult. You must persevere and not give up. You still have people to protect!"


    Due to the habits he has formed over the years, Yue Fan decided to practice his swordsmanship using the previous method first, as he had been cutting trees for many years and was already very skilled in his movements. After practicing the moves, he would go on to do other physical exercises.


    Yue Fan got up early and went to the woods. He was covered with 20 lead weights, each weighing around 10 pounds, and he carried a newly forged machete to cut trees and practice basic martial arts moves.


    At the beginning, Yue Fan couldn''t adapt to the weight of the lead block and the large knife. Because his left hand had healed, he could still barely swing the machete with both hands tightly gripped, but his body was too burdened, with the lead block tied all over his body, even it was difficult to move normally, let alone keep twisting to match the moves. As the saying goes, "If you want to achieve something, you can''t do it. If you do too much, you will hurt yourself. Yue Fan also understood this truth, so he sighed helplessly and had to take off half of the lead block to slowly adapt to its weight.


    Yue Fan nodded and said, "This time it''s much better. Although I''m still not used to it, my movements are relatively consistent. After removing half of the lead weights and stretching my body, I feel much better.


    Looking at Yue Fan''s current chopping movements, compared to his previous ones, he now looks more like a woodcutter. With each cut, his body stutters, and his two hands swinging the large knife appear more rhythmic. However, due to the heavy load on his body, his reaction seems sluggish and his movements are very slow. Despite this, Yue Fan still meticulously practices his own set of ''Simple Knife Techniques'', ''chopping, splitting, turning, blocking, and flicking''. With the five difficult movements, at least it seems that the whole body movement is still relatively consistent.


    Two hours later, the hundred-pound broadsword in Yue Fan''s hand swung slower and slower. At this point, his entire body felt as if it had been wet, and sweat was constantly dripping down his body.


    Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand, Yue Fan felt very tired now, as if all his strength had been used up, especially his arms, which felt extremely heavy. Even trying to lift his hands was so difficult. But Yue Fan felt that this was not enough. Cutting trees for more than two hours took half the time of the past, but now even half of the firewood was not available. He felt a little helpless.


    Looking up at the sky, Yue Fan secretly smiled bitterly, "I was too proud before. It seems that I should strengthen my practice in the future. It''s not too late now. I''d better go back first and go up the mountain this afternoon to see if I can get anything."


    Sitting down in place, quickly coordinating his breath to regain his strength...


    After noon, Yue Fan began his second practice - weight-bearing mountain climbing. He is not the first time to climb the mountain, so he is more experienced. After he has prepared tools such as rope and dagger, he adjusts his state and walks to the Daling Mountain.


    Dalingshan is located on the west side of the Hongyelin. Although it is not very large, it is relatively...


    The mountains are high and the peaks are dangerous. Due to the impact of climate, it became a barren mountain several years ago, so there are usually no people around, and even animals are rarely seen now. It is really quiet. Yue Fan grew up nearby and is naturally familiar with this mountain, but he only came here for hunting and never climbed the peak, because he felt that it was unnecessary and too dangerous.


    Since Yue Fan decided to become stronger, he felt that climbing the mountain for training was very necessary. It could not only exercise the coordination and flexibility of various parts of his body, but also mainly cultivate his willpower. Because although the peak of Dalingshan is only more than 30 meters high, it is very steep and dangerous. The surrounding of the peak is bare, without any trees, only rocks. Due to the erosion of wind and rain over the years, the mountain becomes even smoother and harder to get a good grasp. Once climbing, there is no turning back, and there is even life danger. Therefore, Yue Fan felt that under such difficult conditions, not only could he effectively train, but also cultivate his courage and perseverance. However, not everyone has the courage to challenge danger. It is just: who can fight against difficulties without fear?


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    Standing in front of Dalingshan, people often feel very small. Yue Fan also felt this way, but now he was very excited because he decided to conquer this mountain peak.


    If it was usual, Yue Fan wanted to conquer it without any problems, but now he was bound with more than ten lead blocks all over his body. The difficulty could not be described as just difficult. Falling from the mountain even had life danger. Yue Fan was not a reckless person, he knew that this would be very dangerous, but he had a strong belief: "If you don''t challenge difficulties, how can you make yourself stronger? There is no free lunch in the world." And he believed that as long as it was not fatal injury, his body''s vital energy would definitely let him recover quickly. So he made such a dangerous and bold decision.


    Although climbing Dalingshan with heavy load made Yue Fan very tired, it was not a big deal for him. After all, his vital energy made his physical recovery so fast that he was still energetic after climbing the mountain. And then came the real training.


    Taking out tools, Yue Fan cheered up and looked at the mountain peak and said softly: "I will conquer you."


    Putting the rope around his body and the dagger in his waist, finding a protruding rock, Yue Fan began to move up inch by inch.


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    After a while, the weight made Yue Fan''s movements stiff and his climbing speed slower and slower. But now he had only climbed seven or eight zhang high.


    "Alas, it seems really difficult. I have to find a focus, coordinate my body to control balance, and keep climbing up. Now my physical strength is almost exhausted, but I have only climbed so high. Looking at the peak overhead, I sigh slightly and feel discouraged."


    "Bang!"


    When Yue Fan was distracted, the stepping stone under his feet became brittle due to the erosion of wind and rain, and could not withstand his weight and suddenly cracked. "Bang!" Yue Fan was violently thrown down, rolling on the ground for several turns before stopping, spitting out blood from his mouth, with his head disheveled, looking very injured. The heavier the body, the more painful it is to fall from a high place...


    Even if Yue Fan''s body has strong recovery ability, it still hurts when he is injured, let alone when his internal organs are injured.


    Yue Fan sat on the ground with his injured body propped up, silently practicing the breath techniques of the Heart-nourishing Sutra to repair his injuries.


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    Half an hour later, Yue Fan slowly opened his eyes and smiled bitterly, saying, "It seems that I was too impatient. Perseverance and persistence can only be achieved over time. However, I will not give up."


    He stood up and walked up to the top, starting a new round of conquest.


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    "Pah~~" At the same place, seven or eight yards high, the stone suddenly broke, and "Bang~~" Yue Fan fell down heavily again.


    Breathing adjustment...climbing...falling...injury...breathing adjustment...


    Once again, climb... fall... get hurt... recuperate...


    After more than ten cycles, by the time of the sunset, Yue Fan had gradually climbed to a height of ten zhang. However, due to the exhaustion of his physical strength, his body''s response had become increasingly sluggish. "Bang!" Yue Fan''s hand trembled this time, and he failed to grasp the rock next to him, falling down from a height again.


    This climb was higher than the previous ones, and it should have hurt even more. However, Yue Fan did not vomit blood as before, but his body and internal organs were severely shaken and painful. After a period of breathing and recuperation, Yue Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Huh, it seems that this kind of cultivation has some effect, at least my ability to resist falls has been greatly enhanced." Looking at the sky, he saw that it was getting late, so he packed up his tools and rushed down the mountain.


    At night, Yue Fan continued to practice the "Heart Cultivation Scripture". After a day of training, he clearly felt that his vitality had become more refined and his mental power had also improved slightly, which was a bit surprising to him. "It seems that a day of practice has brought some results."


    But in order to grow faster, Yue Fan decided to constantly exercise himself, except for sleeping, all the other time, whether it was cutting firewood, eating, walking, or practicing, he would tie a lead weight to his body, so that he could adapt to the weight of the lead faster.


    The next day, Yue Fan began training on basic movements again. He kept swinging a machete in the woods, practicing the five movements of ''chopping, splitting, turning, blocking, and shooting''. To make himself more focused, Yue Fan did not practice other moves.


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    After a morning, Yue Fan still hadn''t cut much firewood, but instead, he was as wet as the last time, and he felt no strength at all. Without bothering to wipe the sweat off his body, he immediately sat down in the same place and quickly performed the breath method.


    In the afternoon, Yue Fan continued his practice of climbing mountains with heavy loads.


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 014.Waterfall body-building

    For the past two months, Yue Fan has been diligently practicing every day. In the morning, he practices basic moves, in the afternoon, he climbs the mountain with weights, and in the evening, he practices the "Heart Cultivation Scripture".


    Yue Fan doesn''t have to go to the school like other children. For him, school is very expensive. As long as he can read, that''s enough. So Yue Fan goes hunting in the Red Leaf Forest every few days, then goes to the city''s teahouse every three days to deliver firewood and buy some daily necessities for his family. This gives him a lot of time to practice. However, after the lesson learned from the last experience - ''possessing something precious and attracting trouble'', he has not hunted any precious wild animals. He only hunts some ordinary game for Mr. Wan or trades them for money.


    ...


    Two months passed, and Yue Fan is now feeling very depressed. Although he has now basically adapted to the weight of half a lead weight, and his basic moves are more skilled, even the ''cultivating the spirit and nourishing life'' method has been greatly improved, he still can''t climb this mountain. The highest he can climb is about twenty zhangs, and then he falls down hard.


    Every time Yue Fan falls, it''s quite tragic. There were a few times when he almost broke his hands, and even several ribs were fractured. However, it seems that the more severe his injuries are, the faster the life force within his body circulates, constantly repairing his wounds. Perhaps this is the activation of his potential.


    After recuperating from his injuries, Yue Fan sits quietly and thinks, "Why is it harder to climb the peak of the mountain? Is it impossible to climb to the top? No, it must be that I''m using the wrong method." After thinking for a while and still not finding an answer, Yue Fan said to himself, "Since I can''t climb up, I may as well cultivate my ability to withstand attacks. This way, I can practice while thinking and won''t waste time." After making a decision, he walked towards the ground.


    There is a waterfall deep in the Daling Mountain, with water falling all year round. As the Daling Mountain is a barren mountain, the scenery is not very good, but it can still be described as elegant.


    Yue Fan likes this place very much. He discovered it when he was hunting on the mountain years ago. Sometimes he would come here to bathe and play, but as it was difficult to find prey on this mountain and he had to bear the responsibility of his family, he started hunting in the Red Leaf Forest instead, and he hasn''t been here for a long time.


    The waterfall is more than twenty zhangs high and very narrow and straight, really giving a feeling of ''waterfalling straight down three thousand feet, like the Milky Way falling from the sky''. Looking at such a magnificent waterfall, it''s not hard to believe that it has the power of thunder and lightning. Below the waterfall is a huge rock, which has become incredibly smooth and round under the impact of the waterfall. The water from the waterfall flows down the mountain along the gully.


    Yue Fan looked at the waterfall and felt a sudden shock in his heart. He thought to himself, "I don''t know if my body can withstand such a heavy force." Although he felt amazement, there was no hesitation. He took off his clothes and tied the lead weight to his body before walking towards the waterfall.


    Yue Fan''s body looks thin and not like a strong person at all, but his muscles are very well proportioned and full of explosive power. Due to the repair of the life force within his body, there are no scars on his body now, only faint traces, and even the calluses on his hands are gradually becoming thinner.


    The water was not very deep, just waist-deep, but because Yue Fan was tied with lead weights...


    He felt a lot of resistance and found it very difficult to move forward. If it were before, Yue Fan wouldn''t care about these things, but he was determined to cultivate himself to become stronger, so he had a sudden thought and stood rooted to the spot. But when he tried to recall it carefully, it was very vague and he couldn''t remember anything.


    "Forget it, let''s just go on." Yue Fan put aside his doubts and continued towards the rock.


    It was now August, and there was no sign of a cool change in the weather. It was still hot, and the sky was blazing. If you could take a bath in cold water at this time, it would definitely be a very pleasant thing to do. But Yue Fan was feeling very uncomfortable now, and he had a feeling like he wanted to vomit blood.


    Just as he climbed on the rock and hadn''t even sat down comfortably, he was washed down by the waterfall...


    The second time he climbed onto the rock and slipped, he was washed down into the water with a mouth full of mud and sand.


    The third time he finally climbed onto the rock and was finally seated comfortably, but under the impact of the waterfall, Yue Fan felt a surge of bloodlust and a sense of almost vomiting blood under the pressure.


    With great effort, he tried to regulate his breath with the ''Breathing Exercise for Calming the Mind'' method, but the surging blood was getting worse. With a "pfff~~" sound, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and was washed out by the waterfall again.


    After getting ashore, Yue Fan felt that he had suffered a severe internal injury this time, even more severe than when he fell from the mountain peak before. His internal organs were bruised, his blood surged, and his breath was disordered, so he immediately sat down to regulate his breath.


    After half an hour, Yue Fan was able to regulate his breath smoothly and recovered after another half hour.


    "The pressure is too great. There is no point of impact on the body, so people can''t use their strength. It''s too stuffy. Can''t we train like this?" Sitting on the ground, Yue Fan muttered to himself.


    After thinking for a while, Yue Fan stood up and said quietly in his heart: "It is the nature of men to persevere in the face of difficulties." After finishing, he walked towards the rock below the waterfall again.


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    This time, Yue Fan was more calm and decided to try to endure the pressure of the waterfall. Once he couldn''t take it anymore, he would immediately come down and regulate his breath.


    Sitting on the rock, Yue Fan endured the impact of the waterfall that was like thunder and lightning. "I feel the same way again! It''s difficult to breathe down here!" He felt a sense of oppression in his heart. "It''s not easy to breathe in the waterfall!"


    The surging blood in his heart became more intense, and he felt that his body had reached its limit. Yue Fan immediately flipped over and fell off the rock.


    "I can''t hold out for long like this. It''s not working. It''s too difficult to breathe in the waterfall. The Breathing Exercise for Calming the Mind doesn''t work well." On the shore, Yue Fan regulated his breath while thinking.


    ...


    Sitting under the waterfall to cultivate and then regulating his breath onshore. Time passed by little by little, and Yue Fan had gone back and forth between the waterfall and the shore for more than ten times, but besides internal organ injuries, he had no other gains, and still couldn''t hold out for more than half a moment.


    After returning from the waterfall for the last time, Yue Fan felt helpless in his heart: "Alas~~ there has been no progress at all. How can I cultivate like this?"


    The second time he climbed onto the rock and slipped, he was washed down into the water with a mouth full of mud and sand.


    The third time he finally climbed onto the rock and was finally seated comfortably, but under the impact of the waterfall, Yue Fan felt a surge of bloodlust and a sense of almost vomiting blood under the pressure.


    With great effort, he tried to regulate his breath with the ''Breathing Exercise for Calming the Mind'' method, but the surging blood was getting worse. With a "pfff~~" sound, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and was washed out by the waterfall again.


    After getting ashore, Yue Fan felt that he had suffered a severe internal injury this time, even more severe than when he fell from the mountain peak before. His internal organs were bruised, his blood surged, and his breath was disordered, so he immediately sat down to regulate his breath.


    After half an hour, Yue Fan was able to regulate his breath smoothly and recovered after another half hour.


    "The pressure is too great. There is no point of impact on the body, so people can''t use their strength. It''s too stuffy. Can''t we train like this?" Sitting on the ground, Yue Fan muttered to himself.


    After thinking for a while, Yue Fan stood up and said quietly in his heart: "It is the nature of men to persevere in the face of difficulties." After finishing, he walked towards the rock below the waterfall again.


    This time, Yue Fan was more calm and decided to try to endure the pressure of the waterfall. Once he couldn''t take it anymore, he would immediately come down and regulate his breath.


    Sitting on the rock, Yue Fan endured the impact of the waterfall that was like thunder and lightning. "I feel the same way again! It''s difficult to breathe down here!" He felt a sense of oppression in his heart. "It''s not easy to breathe in the waterfall!"


    The surging blood in his heart became more intense, and he felt that his body had reached its limit. Yue Fan immediately flipped over and fell off the rock.


    "I can''t hold out for long like this. It''s not working. It''s too difficult to breathe in the waterfall. The Breathing Exercise for Calming the Mind doesn''t work well." On the shore, Yue Fan regulated his breath while thinking.


    ...


    Sitting under the waterfall to cultivate and then regulating his breath onshore. Time passed by little by little, and Yue Fan had gone back and forth between the waterfall and the shore for more than ten times, but besides internal organ injuries, he had no other gains, and still couldn''t hold out for more than half a moment.


    After returning from the waterfall for the last time, Yue Fan felt helpless in his heart: "Alas~~ there has been no progress at all. How can I cultivate like this?"


    Ten days later, Yue Fan still insisted on physical resistance training every day, but he couldn''t hold on for long under the waterfall, and he was seriously injured and vomited blood several times.


    The sun has set in the west...


    "Father, recently I feel that my cultivation has been very slow, so I want to go to the mountains at night for training in the future, hoping to improve." In the hut, Yue Fan looked a little hesitant, cutting arrows while speaking to his father.


    Li Tan looked at Yue Fan and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaofan, you have grown up now and can make decisions for yourself. As long as you think it''s right, you can do it."


    Yue Fan felt warm in his heart and said, "Yes, I will."


    Li Tan said, "Since you have made your decision, then let me give you the last lesson of the hunter." Then he perked up and said slowly, "Everyone has their own path to follow, but not many can keep walking on it. This requires courage and more persistence. To persevere, you cannot be influenced by external things, do not care about others'' opinions, and only your heart can be defeated...".


    "The reason why hunters can capture prey stronger than themselves is not only because of their strength, but more because of their wisdom and their own efforts. You have done very well in these areas. However, because you rely too much on traps and other external things, hunters often forget to exercise themselves. So you must remember that in the face of absolute power, any wisdom or any scheming plans are useless." At this time, Li Tan did not look like a sick person, but more like a wise hunter.


    Yue Fan muttered, "Absolute power..." His eyes brightened and he nodded to his father and said, "Xiaofan understands."


    Li Tan nodded with satisfaction and looked at his son with white hair. He sighed and thought to himself, "I guess I really am getting old. Alas~~" He got up and walked out of the house.


    Looking at Li Tan''s desolate back, Yue Fan felt a little sad, but his heart was very determined about his choice.


    At night, the moonlight shone on the waterfall, casting a dazzling silver light around it, which was very beautiful. However, Yue Fan did not appreciate it. After all, he had been hunting for a living since he was young, and for him, there was only a difference between strong and weak. So he couldn''t see that the waterfall was beautiful, he just felt it was magnificent, and the power of nature was very strong.


    Another two months passed, and Yue Fan''s method of "Practicing the Mind and Nourishing Life" has made great progress. Not only had the vitality in his body become more concentrated, but his spiritual power had also become stronger. He could also control a small part of his vitality through his spiritual power, which made him feel very³É¾Í¸Ðaccomplished. After all, he had been working hard for so long.


    Dressed in the moonlight, Yue Fan sat cross-legged on the bank and began to practice the "Nourishing Heart Sutra". The loud pounding sound of the waterfall didn''t affect him, on the contrary, his mind was now at peace.


    Although Yue Fan didn''t know how to use his spiritual power, he had never stopped practicing the "Nourishing Heart Sutra". Plus, he was a person with a strong will, such people are often not influenced by external things, so his spiritual power had already become very strong. Through his spiritual power, he slowly controlled the flow of his vitality within his body, moving it bit by bit. Although it was slow, it was under his own control.


    Since Yue Fan had discovered that when the vitality stopped at the injured area, the recovery rate would be several times faster than usual. And when he chopped firewood, when the vitality flowed through his right meridians, his right hand would suddenly become very strong and he could cut down a tree with one stroke.


    This discovery was both unexpected and exciting for him. In his opinion, if he could control the vitality to flow through all parts of his body, he would definitely become very powerful. But now he could only practice slowly.


    After this discovery, Yue Fan never stopped practicing the "Practicing the Mind and Nourishing Life" method.

 015.The heart is like still water, molding the seven emotions

    Time always slips away without you knowing.


    A year passed quickly in Yue Fan''s eyes. Every morning, he practiced swordsmanship in the woods, and after noon, he went to the waterfall to cultivate his body and fight. At night, he continued to practice controlling his qi.


    For the basic move training, Yue Fan has basically achieved his goal with half the weight, but there has been little progress in the training of resisting blows. With no other choice, Yue Fan decides to consult Mr. Wan.


    Outside the hut, Yue Fan explained his cultivation process to Mr. Wan.


    After listening to Yue Fan''s situation, Mr. Wan frowned and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well, if you say so, it''s indeed too difficult to practice the ability to resist blows under the waterfall, and the effect is not great. Some martial arts in the Jianghu focus on practicing hidden strength. After hitting the body, the flesh will not feel pain, but the internal organs will suffer serious internal injuries. Therefore, people in the martial arts world would rather take a few cuts than be hit by hidden strength. After all, skin wounds are easy to heal, but if the internal injuries are too serious and cannot be treated, the light ones will lose their martial arts completely, and the heavy ones will die of demon possession."


    "The continuous pounding of the waterfall is similar to a hidden power in martial arts. Therefore, after constant pounding, your internal organs will be injured. I know nothing about martial arts, so I cannot provide you with guidance. However, if you continue to do this, it may cause harm to your body. I advise you not to continue practicing and to consider other methods."


    The pounding of the waterfall is not only heavy, but also continuous, much like a kind of hidden power in martial arts. Therefore, after constant pounding, your internal organs will be injured. I know nothing about martial arts, so I cannot guide you. However, if you continue to do this, it may cause harm to your body. I advise you not to continue practicing and to think of other ways.


    After listening to Mr. Wan''s words, Yue Fan felt slightly disappointed but also very unwilling. Thinking about it, a year had passed and he had no physical discomfort, so he believed that as long as he persisted, he would succeed. So he said goodbye to Mr. Wan and decided to return to the waterfall to continue practicing like this.


    Three months had passed, and Yue Fan still persevered under the relentless pounding of the waterfall, yet he still failed to achieve success. Even trying to hold on for a little longer wasn''t helping. Thinking about Mr. Wan''s words, he felt discouraged, but he wasn''t willing to give up just yet. So he decided to try one last time today.


    Yue Fan has been able to basically control the operation of life qi in his body for more than a year, but it is still relatively slow. However, compared to the previous degree, it is a world of difference. Therefore, he has always had an idea to use the method of ''practicing spiritual cultivation'' under the waterfall to control the operation of qi in his body, so that his internal injuries can be quickly recovered, and then he can continue to practice. It''s just that he didn''t try it before because the degree of controlling qi operation was too slow. But now he can control qi operation faster, and there is no better method at this time. So Yue Fan decided to take a risk and try it.


    "Today is the last try. If it still doesn''t work, I''ll have to find another way." He braced himself and adjusted his state, walking like a waterfall.


    Climbing up the rock and sitting under the waterfall, Yue Fan used his mental power to control the flow of vital qi, moving it through his internal organs...


    Endure this thunderous attack silently, and After a quarter of an hour had passed, Yue Fan found it increasingly difficult to breathe...Another quarter of an hour passes, and the blood in his body begins to violently churn, instantly running through the qi to travel to the uncomfortable areas of his body. However, the pace is still a bit slow, and the recovery pace is not as fast as the shock pace...


    So after a while, Yue Fan felt increasingly uncomfortable, and his thoughts gradually became heavy and blurred.


    "I have overcome the pain of my last injury, and I don''t believe I won''t survive this time," Yue Fan stubbornly declared.


    The more determined a person is, the more stubborn they can be when their temper flares up, and they will not back down. Yue Fan is just such a person. For more than a year, his depressed mood has already filled his heart with anger, but today he finally let his anger out.


    persist...persist...persist...


    Yue Fan endured the pain in his body and silently recited the Qingxin Decree from the Heart Nourishing Scripture:¡°If the heart is like water, it will move without fear and come to rest in peace. With a hundred years of life, the fetters of external things are overcome, and the heart finds peace with the universe. What is the pursuit of immortality...¡±


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    "Poof!"


    A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but Yue Fan did not stop. Despite the intense pain in his body, he gritted his teeth and continued to silently recite: "If the heart is calm, even if the sky collapses, it will not be frightened. If the mind is restrained, even if life is released, it will not be lost. If there is no god, there is no life. Keeping the mind healthy is the key to keeping life healthy..."


    As he silently recited the "Heart-nourishing Pith", Yue Fan gradually regained consciousness.


    I don''t know how long it has been, but it seems like a long, long time. The immense impact of the waterfall has brought Yue Fan back to reality. He was about to check his physical condition when he suddenly realized that he wasn''t breathing and didn''t feel suffocated. He was in a state of confusion and doubt.


    After a while, Yue Fan realized that he didn''t need to breathe anymore and didn''t feel uncomfortable. He felt relieved. If it wasn''t for the shock of the waterfall, which made his insides ache, he would think he was dreaming.


    Actually, after the meridians of the innate masters are fully opened, they can guide the innate qi to circulate constantly in the body. Therefore, it is not difficult for these innate masters to hold their breath. Of course, there are also some special skills of holding breath in the Jianghu. Yue Fan''s meridians have been fully connected now. Although he doesn''t have innate qi, the vitality in his body can also play the same role. The vitality circulates constantly in the body, and under the effect of vitality, all the pores in the body are connected with the body, so he can breathe freely. Under the external force, instinctively for self-protection, there is just the paragraph just now. But Yue Fan doesn''t know these situations now.


    Dismissing his doubts, Yue Fan set about controlling the flow of qi in his body as best he could. He felt that the pressure had been significantly reduced, and while his internal organs still ached, it was nothing compared to the pain of a ''gold needle breaking flesh''. Could that pain have been worse?¡±


    After a long time, Yue Fan controlled the degree of qi movement faster, and felt that the pressure on his body was gradually decreasing. The excitement in his heart could not be described in words. After more than a year of hard work, he finally made a breakthrough today. Although it was not a real success, it was a big step towards success, which could not help but make him feel joyful and excited.


    Yue Fan is now completely immersed in cultivation, constantly refining his spiritual power and controlling the constant flow of qi within his body. I don''t know how long it has been, but time is ticking away and Yue Fan shows no sign of stopping his cultivation. As time passes, he now feels the impact of the waterfall grew increasingly muffled, and he could no longer feel the jolting pain within his body.


    In a flash..


    I felt nothing at all, and my heart was as still as water. Yue Fan suddenly remembered a passage in the Tao Te Ching: "The highest good is like water. Water is good for all things without competing. It lives in the place that most people dislike, so it is close to the Tao. Living in a good place, having a good heart, being kind and benevolent, speaking with good faith, governing with good governance, doing things with good ability, and acting with good timing. Only by not competing can there be no blame..."


    Silently feeling the gentle water, Yue Fan suddenly felt as if he could communicate with it, and his mind merged with the universe, and everything around me became so beautiful, natural, and full of the essence of life. At this moment, Yue Fan achieved the state of harmony between man and nature.


    At this moment, Yue Fan was sitting under the waterfall, with a layer of white light outside his body, thicker and brighter than before, blocking the impact of the waterfall. The strong vitality was released and kept flowing on his body, growing more and more, gradually enveloping Yue Fan, looking like a huge cocoon, occasionally protruding and spitting out thin air lines.


    The plants around the waterfall seem to be nourished by vitality and growing rapidly. Even the dead trees have begun to grow again...


    After a long time, Yue Fan''s thoughts slowly came back, but instead of regaining consciousness, he recalled the past...


    The sense of accomplishment and joy I felt when I wrote my name for the first time and when I harvested prey.


    The anger I felt when I was bullied and insulted as a child.


    When I became aware, I felt the grief at my mother''s death.


    The helpless fear I felt when my father was bitten by a poisonous snake while trying to save me.


    Having grown up with my father, I have experienced the kind of deep affection and love that only a father can give.


    Whenever I saw other children coquetting in their mothers'' arms, I would imagine my mother''s appearance based on my father''s description, and feel a deep longing for her.


    When engaging in combat with skilled opponents, I feel powerless, and my desire to become stronger is fueled by my need to protect my loved ones and friends.


    These fragments kept replaying in Yue Fan''s mind, and various emotions were affecting his feelings. The seven emotions of ''joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, thought, and desire'' were becoming more and more profound, and his mind was constantly being invaded by various emotions. At the same time, the vital energy in his body slowly decomposed into seven qi lines that emerged through his skin and traveled outside his body.


    Under the waterfall, the white cocoon remained unchanged. After a while, seven different colored gas threads suddenly emerged from the white cocoon and swam around it continuously.


    From dusk to dawn and then to dusk again, the white cocoon under the waterfall remained unchanged.


    Half a month later, the white cocoon finally responded and began to shrink little by little...


    Another half month passed, and the white cocoon had disappeared, leaving only seven different colored gas lines swimming outside the body, and finally slowly drilling into Yue Fan''s body.


    Without the support of the white cocoon, the waterfall mercilessly pounded on Yue Fan''s body, and after feeling the heavy pressure, he gradually woke up. After this emotional baptism, Yue Fan''s mind has gradually matured.


    Resisting the external pressure, Yue Fan checked his internal condition, which surprised him.