Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 110 I really want to know how long a strange woman like Qingxuan can cry after being punched.

More than a month later.

In the peach forest, Shi Qingxuan played the flute, but the music sounded very awkward and difficult to pronounce. However, she played it very skillfully, and the music was very pleasant to the ears. A comfortable and happy smile appeared involuntarily on her pretty face.

At this moment, she only felt the true energy in her body going up and down like mercury flowing. After the twenty-two songs were played, her whole body felt like it was soaked in hot spring water. The hot air flowed, her meridians felt unobstructed, and she felt like she was reborn. The feeling was wonderful.

Ever since Shi Qingxuan started practicing the "Miao Le Ling Fei Jing", she felt more and more amazed the more she practiced. She felt that the speed at which the true energy in her body increased was getting faster and faster day by day.

Although he had a relatively rich innate true qi, the spiritual true qi he practiced actually had the tendency to surpass it.

At first it was as small as an earthworm, but after a few days, it gradually grew as big as a thin snake. When it moved to the major acupoints, it suddenly split into several branches, clearing the meridians and relaxing the pores along the way, making people's whole body tremble and they wanted to drop their flute and let out a long howl.

At first, I thought I was practicing incorrectly, but the more I practiced, the more comfortable I felt. Plus, someone didn't say much, so I felt relieved and couldn't help but devote myself to this martial art that perfectly suited my personality.

Zhuang Buyan, who was standing by, saw Shi Qingxuan finish playing twenty-two songs. He seemed to see what she was thinking, so he smiled and said,

"The vast majority of martial arts in the world begin with the twelve main meridians, and are cultivated one by one. Only after long and diligent training can one open up the Ren and Du meridians, forming a small circulation. It then takes more time to open up the eight extraordinary meridians, forming a large circulation."

"Although this step-by-step approach can lay a very solid foundation for martial arts, it is extremely tedious. Not to mention how much time it takes, just the practice and guidance itself has many requirements, such as absolute concentration, no distracting thoughts, and a clear mind."

"If you can't do it, at best your meridians will be damaged, your power will regress instead of improve, at worst you will go into a trance and your meridians will be severed."

"My set of skills is unique. It incorporates the cultivation methods of the small and large Zhoutian into a set of music. The music comes from the heart, and the true energy flows through the body with the music. Once the player concentrates on playing the music, they will forget where the true energy flows. Over time, they may even forget about practicing Qi completely, and there will be no distractions."

"Not to mention that you have already mastered the twelve main meridians, the Ren and Du meridians, and the eight extraordinary meridians, your understanding of music theory has reached a pinnacle."

"Of course I feel that the speed at which my own skills are improving is astonishing."

After saying that, he suddenly slapped Shi Qingxuan on the back. Her spiritual energy moved in response to her thoughts, and at the critical moment, she moved her body and avoided the attack from the blue-shirted boy.

Zhuang Bu Ran changed his palm into fingers and attacked Shi Qingxuan's right shoulder. She immediately twisted her waist and waved her hands, turning around gracefully and dodging like a willow in the wind.

The young man in blue shirt waved his sleeves, stirring up a gust of wind. Shi Qingxuan touched the ground with his toes, spun around, and narrowly avoided it again.

Then, the two of them chased each other and fled. Shi Qingxuan dodged with ease and walked without feeling cramped at all. She raised her hands and feet and danced freely, as if her body and feet were in harmony with the tune in her heart.

As a result, the twisting and changing, moving up and down, has a unique rhythm, and the body seems to have turned into wind and mist, and it can enter and exit at will as long as there is a slight gap. Its body movements are obviously very fast and free.

"Your understanding of the 'Spiritual Dance' has reached a profound level. Now, make your move. Let me see what level your 'Inspiration' has reached."

Zhuang Bu Ran suddenly transformed countless blade shadows with extremely fast movements, like flying butterflies, and hit all the vital points on Shi Qingxuan's body.

Shi Qingxuan pursed her lips and smiled, looking extremely calm, because among the countless blade shadows coming at her, she could sense that there were still differences in speed and ups and downs among them.

The movement and stillness are still distinct, and the rhythm is clear, which clearly captures the peculiar rhythm contained in this attack.

Her moves were as smooth as music, her internal energy changing with the rhythm of the music. She attacked immediately, using her true energy in an orderly manner to destroy the blade shadows around her one by one.

"Alright, in just one month, I've entered the Earthly Sound realm. It seems I'm not far from the Heavenly Sound realm either. From now on, I just need to carefully hone my musical and martial arts skills, and I'll be able to easily cross this threshold."

Zhuang Bu Ran always used one hand to attack. A burst of energy suddenly burst out from the palm of his hand, and in an instant it split into more than a hundred invisible blade energies. With a slight movement of his mind, the blade energies moved as he wished, and their trajectories were erratic as they rushed towards Shi Qingxuan in all directions.

Shi Qingxuan seemed to have suddenly entered a profoundly profound state, sensing with uncanny precision where the blade energy came from and where it was headed. The dense, erratic trajectory of the blade energy was clearly audible. The moment she heard the blade energy's trajectory, her bare hands flew, subconsciously channeling her true energy to block it. Unexpectedly, she not only blocked the blade energy but also reversed its inherent power, attacking the blue-shirted youth instead.

Zhuang Bu Ran's entire body was filled with energy, and the blade energy was completely dispersed. He stopped attacking and stood still.

"Move and make it still, still and make it move. The upright path leads to the wrong path. The vast and boundless energy is trapped and difficult to release. Therefore, it is said that when it is not moving, it moves everything."

"Your understanding of 'Spiritual Flying' is quite good."

He nodded:
"It seems that this skill is indeed very suitable for you. Now you can be said to have a chance to break the void."

When Shi Qingxuan heard this, he immediately asked:

"Qing Jingyuan, how much of your strength did you use?"

The boy in blue shirt glanced at her sideways:
"Your current skills are not very deep. You only possess the strength of a Grandmaster in advance. I can use a few percentage of your strength."

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water, bringing Shi Qingxuan back to reality. It was just a test move. If they really fought, they would probably be defeated in one move. How could they possibly have a good fight?

"Then if I practice the 'Miaole Lingfei Sutra' to perfection, can I win?"

"Use the Kung Fu I created to defeat me?" Zhuang Bu Ran shook his head.

"It seems I have to take back my previous praise of you."

"Then how many moves can I have with you?" Shi Qingxuan also realized that he had asked a stupid question.

The young man in blue shirt replied casually:

"If you practice to perfection, ten moves shouldn't be a problem."

"Only a dozen moves?" Shi Qingxuan's pretty face rarely showed the desire to win.

"I just don't believe that you, who only focus on martial arts training and have no interest in music, will achieve a higher level of attainment than me in this art in the future."

"Then I'll have to wait and see what kind of surprises you'll give me in the future." The blue-shirted boy turned around and waved his hand lazily.
"Okay, just practice slowly on your own. It's time to go out and see what's going on outside."

After hearing this, Shi Qingxuan felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart. She discovered that after spending some time together, she actually felt a little reluctant to leave. She quickly muttered in her heart:
"This guy has a bad temper, is moody, cruel and ruthless, and is also picky. He always complains that the food I cook is just average, and it's just good-looking. It's not worth staying with."

"One day, I will beat him until he kneels down and begs for mercy. Then I can take him in as my servant. I want to see how good his cooking skills are."

"Although I don't know what you're thinking, I always feel that you have bad intentions. I can sense the power of heaven and earth, and it has a range of ten miles. Next time you have the thought of doing something bad, remember to avoid people."

A voice with a hint of laughter suddenly reached Shi Qingxuan's ears, and a strong gust of wind suddenly blew at the entrance of the valley.

She was blown into the depths of the peach forest without any resistance, and then buried underneath layers of peach petals.

Then a voice lingered in the valley for a long time:
"I really want to know how long a remarkable woman like Qingxuan can cry after being punched."

"We'll meet again some other day. I hope you can satisfy my curiosity."

(End of this chapter)