Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 14 Another Breakthrough

The sweltering heat of autumn didn't completely dissipate until late November.

Suddenly a cold wave swept in, and every morning the dew on the riverbank was covered with a thick layer of white frost.

The training ground at Yuzhuang was deserted.

It was just past dawn, and only a young figure was practicing his breathing and boxing.

"Who is that?"

The woman in white had just stepped ashore from the bow of the boat when she spotted the figure on the training ground in the distance.

The maidservant beside her glanced at him and said, "He seems to be a new face who just came in. I haven't seen him many times, Miss. Shall I go over and ask him something?"

The woman frowned curiously for a moment, then suddenly said, "No need."

"Yes, Miss."

"Heh, they're working pretty hard."

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[Hun Yuan Gong (Level 1 99% + 0.1%)]

[Hun Yuan Gong (Level 1 99% + 0.1%)]

[Hun Yuan Gong (Level 1 99% + 0.1%)]

……

After Song Shen corrected the last remaining flaw, the progress bar for the first level of the Hunyuan Gong was completely filled. After it jumped, the panel displayed the following:

[Hun Yuan Gong (Second Level 1%)]

"The Primordial Chaos Force is complete!"

……

"Is this what you call internal force?"

Song Shen stood firmly like a pine tree. Now, his use of qi and blood throughout his body had reached another level. With each breath, the qi and blood that spread throughout his body radiated outwards as his heart contracted. The next moment, Song Shen leaped up and down, feeling the qi and blood that filled his body surge with power like arrows. As his fingers, palms, and fists continuously exploded in the air, they produced a series of crisp booming sounds.

Stand with your fist folded.

Song Shen looked at the wooden stake in front of him, which was covered with mottled wounds, the injuries he had inflicted when he had just used his combo.

If all its strength is applied, the wooden stake will surely break.

This kind of oilwood is no ordinary wood. It is not simple that it can withstand the fist of a martial artist. However, after Song Shen entered a new level, he felt that his strength was enough to easily break it.

The feeling of power is captivating.

Before long, it was broad daylight.

After a busy morning, Song Shen arrived at Old Li's courtyard at noon.

The light snow that started in the morning has already covered the ground with a thin layer. Xinyu City experiences short snowfalls every year, but this year it came exceptionally early.

I knocked on the door.

That cold, desolate voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Song Shen pushed open the door and entered. Inside the Taoist temple, a young girl in a purple robe was sitting cross-legged, meditating with her eyes closed.

There's no rush.

Song Shen stood under the corridor for a while, gazing at the light gray clouds on the horizon, thinking to himself that tonight's patrol would once again be spent in the night wind.

Winter has not been peaceful.

Since the appearance of the peculiar treasure fish in Green Lake, many forces have flocked to this vast body of water. In addition to the Cao family and the Huang family, several other gangs have also taken the opportunity to enter and claim their own territories.

In addition, numerous river bandits were active, roaming the border areas of various powers, and could not be stopped.

Friction occurred from time to time, but the river bandits were always a major threat. However, people like Song Shen could only patrol actively, and it was not his place to capture the river bandits.

After a long while, a voice came from inside again, "Come here."

Song Shen arrived at the temple and stood motionless. "Greetings, Senior Sister."

Senior Sister Yu opened her phoenix eyes and said, "Master has been very busy lately and hasn't had time to see you. He asked me to check on your cultivation progress and see if you've been cultivating diligently."

Song Shen respectfully replied, "I have never ceased practicing my art and have never dared to be disrespectful."

Senior Sister Yu nodded, stood up, and said, "Want to lend a hand?"

Song Shendao said, "I cannot obtain it."

Senior Sister Yu stood up and looked at Song Shen. Seeing that the latter was extremely serious and looked as if he were facing a formidable enemy, she couldn't help but laugh.

"They're here."

Senior Sister Yu strode forward like the wind, her claws reaching out with lightning speed.

The first technique is shoulder control.

All martial arts rely on the shoulder as a fulcrum. If you control the shoulder, you can control the elbow, wrist, hand, and other extremities. All martial arts skills will be rendered useless, leaving the opponent helpless and subdued.

Knowing the danger, Song Shen immediately dodged to the side, his qi and blood surging, and he countered with a flick of his wrist.

The powerful forces collided, causing a strong gust of air to roar through the air.

"You've been practicing your internal strength?"

Senior Sister Yu took two steps back, looking surprised and uncertain.

Song Shen moved his aching hands. His opponent's fair, soft hands were as hard as a lump of iron, and the impact made his hands ache and go numb.

"Senior Sister Yu, you are wise; it was indeed a lucky breakthrough."

"Hey kid, take this!"

She came back again, this time with her strength upgraded to a higher level. Power flowed through her fingertips, and a gust of wind whistled as her palms filled the air before her.

Song Shen thought to himself that this was impressive. He urged his blood and qi to use the fist techniques from the Hunyuan Gong to deal with the situation. All his offensive and defensive methods were focused on his sword. He didn't have many other options in terms of fist techniques, but since his blood and qi were concentrated into a strong force, he had a solid foundation and was not about to be completely defeated.

After several clashes of fists, confirming Song Shen's strength, Senior Sister Yu narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly: "I didn't expect you to improve so quickly."

Song Shen said sincerely, "My master and senior sister's guidance and support have shaped me."

Senior Sister Yu smiled and said, "Of course, your diligent practice also played a role."

"..."

The women weren't being polite either.

"How's your swordsmanship training going?"

Upon hearing this, Song Shen glanced at the panel.

【Wind Chasing Blade Technique (Penetration 32%)】

Such progress is shameful; I have indeed neglected my swordsmanship during this period.

However, for an average person, making this much progress in less than two months is already something to be overjoyed about.

"I've been practicing my boxing skills diligently these days, but I've become a bit lax with my swordsmanship and haven't made much progress."

Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Yu surprisingly showed a "that's good" expression. "That's true, but you shouldn't neglect your swordsmanship training. Body tempering is the foundation, and swordsmanship is the platform. Only by building a solid foundation can you climb to greater heights. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

Seeing Song Shen so sincerely listen to her teachings, Senior Sister Yu felt a sense of satisfaction, as if she were the one who had taught this young man. She felt a sense of accomplishment, which greatly satisfied her desire to be a teacher.

Following that, he instructed Song Shen on a great deal of martial arts knowledge, explaining in detail the many aspects and techniques of cultivation. Song Shen listened attentively and asked questions, benefiting greatly from the instruction.

The dim light and shadows cast into the room from outside the window added an inexplicable sense of desolation.

The question-and-answer session lasted for more than an hour before Song Shen finally got up.

"Well... I'll take my leave, Senior Sister," Song Shen said goodbye.

"Keep up the good work." Senior Sister Yu nodded.

Song Shen stepped out of the gate and left, closing the gate of the temple before he left.

The thought of only himself, his master, and his senior sister's dojo always evoked a strange sense of absurdity in Song Shen, but his master and senior sister were indeed real.

However, the seeds of doubt were indeed sown in my heart.

She stared at the direction Song Shen had left in for a long time, then murmured to herself, "A junior brother? Doesn't seem so bad."

However, this junior brother did create a certain sense of crisis for her.

Have I been neglecting my martial arts these days by spending too much time on other things?

Compared to her opponent, her progress seemed far too slow.

"No! I need to focus my energy on martial arts now!"

Outside the window, the Cangshan Mountains are covered in snow.