Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Early morning, at the Imperial Preceptor's residence.

Jiang Ning stepped out of the courtyard gate, where a path had been cleared of the snow that had accumulated in the yard.

The extraordinary phenomenon of his breakthrough last night had long since subsided. At this moment, his aura was restrained, the silver light in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only a gentle and peaceful expression.

The faint sounds of firecrackers and children's laughter coming from outside the mansion added a touch of liveliness to this winter day.

"Young master, breakfast is ready." Green Ripple walked over from the corridor, carrying steaming hot porridge and snacks.

Upon seeing Jiang Ning, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Sister Zhong Ling is helping to make dumplings in the kitchen, saying it's a New Year's custom in her hometown."

Jiang Ning nodded and followed her to the dining hall.

At this moment, he felt a sense of peace.

Having entered the Primordial Chaos stage, one is like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss.

Now he is full of confidence, and there are few people in this world who are worthy of his fear.

Because he could already sense the powerful force within his own body.

The human body is a microcosm, a self-contained "domain," where no power leaks out and circulates endlessly within.

Nowadays, every move and action can simultaneously draw upon the power of essence, energy, and spirit, more than doubling its power.

He himself is unsure just how strong he is now.

But he understood that things were different now.

“Young Master, I feel like there’s something different about you!” Green Rhyme said as she walked beside Jiang Ning.

"What changes?" Jiang Ning asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lüyi glanced at Jiang Ning a few times, then slowly shook her head: "I can't tell! But I feel that you have become much more relaxed, and your expression is more relaxed, as if you have suddenly slowed down."

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile faintly.

Nothing more was said.

He knew why he gave Lüyi that feeling.

Because his mindset has changed.

He entered the first rank and became a Primordial Chaos Realm cultivator.

He knew that even a slight difference could make a huge difference in strength.

Now that his strength and confidence have both increased, he is naturally more composed, even in the capital city, a den of dragons and tigers.

As they passed through the courtyard, they saw Jiang Li and Liu Wanwan building a snowman with Xiaodoubao in the snow.

Little Bean, wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat, had rosy cheeks and was trying hard to press a pebble onto the snowman's face to make an eye.

"A-Ning!" Jiang Li looked up and saw him, then immediately waved.

"Is it going well?"

"Everything went well." Jiang Ning smiled, walked closer, and reached out to pat the top of Xiaodoubao's head. "Wishing you a peaceful and healthy year-end."

Little Bean Bun looked up, his eyes sparkling: "Uncle, doesn't the snowman look like you?"

Jiang Ning took a closer look at the snowman—round head and round body, with two branches stuck in it as arms, pebbly eyes that were crooked, but the corners of its mouth were made of red plum petals forming an upward curve, making it look adorable.

He couldn't help but chuckle: "He looks like me, but he's more handsome."

Liu Wanwan covered her mouth and chuckled: "This child insisted that the snowman's appearance when practicing looked like you, and kept fussing about it for half an hour."

Her gaze fell on Jiang Ning, and she suddenly felt that he was different from usual. His aura was more and more calm, as if he had become one with the snow-covered world. She sighed inwardly, but did not ask any questions.

At this moment, Jiang Ning's gaze fell on Xiao Doubao, and then on Jiang Li.

"Brother, your strength seems to have improved a lot!"

As he spoke, Jiang Ning's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then he gently rubbed the little bean bun's head with his palm.

Touching Xiaodoubao's head, he could feel that Xiaodoubao was completely different from before.

Despite its small size, it has strong muscles and bones.

Even while building a snowman in the snow, they felt no cold at all, and their cheeks were rosy.

at the same time.

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's words, Jiang Li immediately nodded.

"It has indeed improved a lot! But it's all thanks to my younger brother!"

"Rely on me?" Jiang Ning looked slightly surprised.

“During the few days my brother was in seclusion, I sometimes felt my blood and energy surging like a tide,” Jiang Li said, then continued, “This phenomenon became even more pronounced when strange things happened in my brother’s courtyard!”

As the ancients said, "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

"That's exactly how it should be!"

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning's heart stirred slightly.

The hand that landed on the little bean bun's head examined it carefully again.

I suddenly understood.

"Brother, is Yiming the same?" he asked again.

“Yes!” Jiang Li nodded, then said, “Yiming has made great progress and has reached the point of cultivating both internal and external strength. His energy and spirit have become much stronger.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded: "I think I know the reason!"

"Is it because of my younger brother?" Jiang Li asked.

Jiang Ning nodded.

At this moment, the records in ancient books also came to mind.

In ancient times.

A person from a family attained immortality and became a celestial being.

The entire family will benefit from this.

The closer one's bloodline, the greater the benefits.

In the future, it will be easy for the clan to produce immortal geniuses.

This is also the origin of the saying "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

He used to think that this statement was too far-fetched or too exaggerated.

Now that he has witnessed the changes in Jiang Li and Xiaodoubao, he suddenly understands many things.

"Perhaps it's related to the true spirit! Or maybe it's related to bloodline!" The thought flashed through his mind.

Liu Wanwan was still in the courtyard at this moment.

But with just one glance, he could tell that Liu Wanwan hadn't changed at all.

Both Xiaodoubao and Jiang Li have changed.

There must be some connection that he hasn't yet understood.

Thinking of this, he glanced at his own panel again.

[Skill]: Lingtai Cave Illumination of True Self Method (Three Limit Breaks 28776/40000) (Characteristics: True Self is Unique (Light Gold), Insight into True Spirit (Dark Purple))
"Not far off. I should be able to break through in the next couple of days. Then we'll know whether it's related to the breakthrough in the Lingtai Cave's True Self Illumination Method!"

He thought to himself.

Then close the panel.

lobby.

The charcoal brazier was burning brightly, dispelling the chill.

Zhong Ling served the last plate of dumplings. The dumpling wrappers were thin and translucent, and the bright green filling inside could be vaguely seen.

"This is a filling of shepherd's purse and fresh pork, with some minced ginger added to ward off the cold," she said softly, glancing at Jiang Ning out of the corner of her eye.

Jiang Ning picked up a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and put it in his mouth.

The fresh and fragrant taste fills your mouth, and a warm feeling spreads from your stomach.

The pent-up appetite finally erupted.

He looked up at the people sitting around him. Jiang Li was ladling porridge for Liu Wanwan, Lü Yi was chatting and laughing with Zhong Ling in a low voice, and Xiao Doubao was clumsily struggling with chopsticks and dumplings.

Although it was just a simple, warm moment, it slowly brought back the tension in his heart caused by days of arduous training.

"What are your plans after the New Year?" Jiang Li asked, then added, "The curfew in the capital is much stricter now, and I often see imperial guards patrolling. Does this mean something is about to happen?"

Jiang Ning put down his chopsticks and shook his head: "Brother, let's not talk about these things during the holidays. The storms outside have nothing to do with us." He paused.

He added, "I will need to stay in the capital for a while longer. It is peaceful enough here for now, and no one will bother me. As for you, elder brother and sister-in-law, after the New Year, you can let Yiming go to the Dao Palace to cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiming immediately looked up at Jiang Ning.

"Uncle, am I okay now?"

“Yes! How could it not be!” Jiang Ning said, “You are my nephew, the nephew of the Marquis of Dongling, and now you have cultivated both your inner and outer talents, reaching the sixth rank.”

"Uncle, I've been practicing martial arts diligently these past few days, and I feel like I'm not far from the fifth rank!" Jiang Yiming clenched his fist secretly, his voice resounding.

“Not bad!” Jiang Ning nodded.

Just then, the sound of snowflakes rustling in the air came from outside the courtyard.

The group looked up and saw Su Qingying appear in their line of sight, dressed in a simple white dress.

Although it was the dead of winter and snow was falling outside, Su Qingying was dressed in spring and summer attire. "Miss Su, come quickly and have a bowl of chicken soup to warm yourself up!" Liu Wanwan stood up and invited Su Qingying to sit down in the empty seat next to Jiang Ning.

"Thank you so much, sister-in-law!" she said.

Then he looked at Jiang Li and said, "Brother, may you have a happy and healthy New Year!"

She also used the same address as Jiang Ning for both of them.

"Good! Good! Good!" Jiang Li looked at Su Qingying and nodded repeatedly with a big smile.

Then, he handed over the purse that he had prepared beforehand.

"Miss Su, may the new year bring you peace and safety!"

"Big brother, what is this??" Su Qingying was taken aback.

“This is New Year’s money!” Jiang Li said.

Then he pulled out a few more purses: "Come on, come on, there's one for Miss Zhongling and Miss Lüyi. And also for Miss Qinghe and Miss Hongmian!"

"Father, what about me??" Little Bean Bun immediately stood on the crossbar of the chair, desperately raising his right hand.

"Didn't I just give it to you?" Liu Wanwan slapped her hand.

"Oh! Okay!" Little Bean Bun immediately hung its head in dejection.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ning smiled.

Then he took out a small purse and handed it to the little bean bun.

"Here, this is your New Year's money from your uncle!"

"Thank you, Uncle!" Little Bean's eyes lit up instantly, and he jumped up.

He trotted over excitedly, took the purse from Jiang Ning's hand, and then puffed on it.

at this time.

Su Qingying looked at the ten gold leaves in her purse, her eyes filled with emotion.

She had never received any New Year's money.

He never cared about holidays or festivals.

She glanced at everyone present, silently taking in their figures.

Then, a slight smile appeared on her lips as her gaze fell on the little dumpling next to Jiang Ning.

"Little Bean Bun, come here!" Her voice was clear and crisp, full of the unique quality of a young girl.

"Sister Su!!" Little Bean Bun immediately broke free from Jiang Ning and ran happily towards Su Qingying.

"Here you go! A New Year's gift!" Su Qingying produced a jade pendant and placed it in Xiaodoubao's hand.

"Thank you, sister!!" Little Bean Bun immediately flashed a sweet smile, then held up the malt candy she had been holding in her hand: "Sister Su, have some candy, it's sweet!"

Seeing her smile, Su Qingying couldn't help but gently pinch her cheek.

Su Qingying was slightly taken aback. She took the malt candy and looked at the sweet smile on Xiaodoubao's face, her eyes softening with tenderness.

She put the maltose in her mouth, took a small taste, and whispered, "It's very sweet."

"Does Sister Su also like sweets?" Little Bean Bun tilted her head up and asked.

"I like it!" Su Qingying nodded slightly.

Then, she looked at Jiang Yiming.

"Yiming!"

"My lord!" Jiang Yiming greeted Su Qingying with a hint of respect.

Compared to the innocent and naive Xiaodoubao, he knew the true identity of the seemingly ordinary girl in front of him.

Imperial Advisor.

Looking across the entire capital, they are at the very top of the pyramid.

He knew he should not overstep his bounds in front of such a person.

"I didn't prepare any lucky money, so here's a New Year's gift for you!" Su Qingying said.

The words fell.

A golden piece of paper appeared on the table, with tiny, ant-like characters on it.

"What is this??" Jiang Yiming asked, puzzled.

"Divine Sword Technique!" Su Qingying exclaimed, continuing, "A method of transforming the divine into a sword, and using the sword to slay the divine."

"Thank you, Imperial Preceptor!" Jiang Yiming immediately bowed and expressed his gratitude.

"No need to be so formal, you are the Marquis's nephew!" Su Qingying said calmly.

After breakfast.

The snowfall gradually subsided, and the sky became increasingly bright.

Jiang Ning and Jiang Li sparred in the courtyard, without using their true energy, relying solely on their techniques.

Although Jiang Li's skill level was not as high, his rich combat experience over the years made his attacks exceptionally fierce, with a valiant and powerful style.

Jiang Ning easily deflected Jiang Li's fierce attacks.

The brief encounter also made him realize how much Jiang Li had improved.

With strong muscles and bones, every movement can easily unleash the force of ten thousand pounds.

Compared to a few days ago, it has undergone a complete transformation.

The two brothers' figures mingled, snowflakes flew, prompting Little Bean to clap and cheer.

Liu Wanwan, Lüyi, and Zhong Ling sat on the veranda cutting paper flowers. The red paper fluttered between their fingertips, gradually forming fish, bats, and the character "福" (fortune).

With her skillful hands, Zhong Ling cut out a pair of lifelike magpies perched on plum blossoms, and Lü Yi smiled as she pasted them onto the window of the warm pavilion.

Su Qingying sat alone in the pavilion, brewing tea, the steam rising gently.

She gazed at the scene in the courtyard, her expression silent.

When Jiang Ning took a break, she walked to the pavilion and pushed a cup of tea over: "Snow Mountain Rock Tea, to warm you up."

Jiang Ning took the tea and drank it all; the tea soup was mellow and had a long-lasting sweet aftertaste.

He looked at Su Qingying: "In previous years, did you visit friends and relatives around the end of the year?"

"No!" Su Qingying shook her head, then said, "I've always been used to being alone, year after year!"

"Would you like to come with me this year and visit some friends?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Take me with you?" Su Qingying was taken aback.

"Okay!" Jiang Ning nodded.

Upon hearing this, Su Qingying lowered her head and then asked, "Is it alright if I wear this outfit?"

“Of course!” Jiang Ning glanced at it and said decisively.

At this moment, Su Qingying was dressed in a plain white spring/summer dress, which complemented the snow outside the pavilion and the plum blossoms in the courtyard.

"No!" Su Qingying shook her head and said, "The New Year is a time for celebration, and a white dress is not suitable for me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and said, "I'll go change my clothes first."

"Okay!" Jiang Ning nodded, then smiled as he watched her departing figure. He then slowly took a sip of the steaming tea.

A warm sensation immediately flowed through his abdomen.

Then, he looked at Zhong Ling, Liu Wanwan, and the others.

With their skillful hands, one red paper-cut window decoration after another was created, and then Qinghe and Hongmian would hold the paper-cut window decorations and stick them to their bodies.

With the decoration and embellishment of red window decorations, the originally austere Imperial Preceptor's residence gained a touch of festivity.

Then, he looked towards where Xiaodoubao and Jiang Yiming were.

Little Bean Bun is building a snowman in the snow, with crooked twigs stuck into the snowman to serve as arms.

Jiang Yiming, while looking after Xiaodoubao, carefully examined the golden piece of paper in his hand.

Divine Sword Technique.

It was a secret technique that Su Qingying gave him as a New Year's gift.

He had just learned a little about it.

This is a mysterious and powerful art. Once mastered, it can kill or injure people invisibly, making it impossible to defend against.

Moreover, this secret technique also has the effect of strengthening the spirit.

But he didn't value it.

Because he knows his current situation.

They have already learned too many martial arts techniques.

So many martial arts techniques have already tied up all his time.

He couldn't spare more time to practice other martial arts techniques.

Moreover, what suits him best is to specialize in a few techniques rather than to have a wide range of skills.

The more skills he has, the more time he has to spend honing them, which would actually be a burden on his growth. (End of Chapter)