From Five Animal Exercises to being hailed as a saint and ancestor

After Elder Qin Feng's sermon that day, the disciples gained a broader perspective and became more diligent in their cultivation.

Five days passed quietly as the Xuanhuang Boat flew steadily and swiftly.

Sailing through the heavens, we traversing amidst the sea of ​​clouds and rosy sunset.

For the vast majority of the outer academy disciples who were experiencing such a long-distance flight for the first time, this was undoubtedly a journey full of novelty and awe.

They witnessed the fiery red mountain range, which, under the sunlight, resembled the burning blood of the earth.

I also witnessed vast, boundless azure lakes, like giant jewels embedded in the earth, reflecting the drifting clouds and flying birds.

They once looked through the light shield at night and saw the lights of a bustling metropolis below, like a galaxy scattered across the earth.

I have also seen the sea of ​​clouds turn into an endless golden ocean at dawn, dyed by the rising sun.

It was so magnificent that it stirred one's heart.

The Xuanhuang Boat is a self-contained space with complete facilities.

Spending a long time together gradually dissolved the invisible barrier between outer court disciples, especially between ordinary disciples and the top ten disciples.

At first, disciples like Lin Feng, Shi Meng, and Su Xiaowan only dared to look at Yao Mengkang, Xuan Yuanpo, and others from afar, their eyes filled with awe and a sense of distance.

However, this silent atmosphere was finally broken by Shi Meng, a simple and honest man, after Elder Qin Feng's sermon.

He scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and walked up to Shi Hao, who was observing the sea of ​​clouds at the edge of the deck.

He asked in a muffled voice a question that had troubled him for a long time about the sluggish flow of earth-attribute spiritual energy.

To his surprise, Shi Hao, who was usually taciturn and had little presence among the ten disciples, did not refuse.

Instead, he patiently explained the principles to him and even simulated several routes of spiritual energy circulation, which made him suddenly understand.

This was like throwing a pebble into a calm lake, causing ripples to spread outwards.

Su Xiaowan mustered her courage and asked the serene Mu Qingqing for advice on the subtle manipulation of spiritual energy during movement.

Lin Feng then sought out Yao Mengkang, who seemed the most approachable, to inquire about his insights on the accumulation and release of sword energy.

Especially Yao Mengkang, who had already reached the forbidden extreme realm of the thirteenth level of meridian opening.

Considering the rules of the Heavenly Dao Academy's realm-division assessment, I have deliberately suppressed my cultivation progress these past few days.

Instead of practicing, he spent more time honing his fundamentals and organizing what he had learned.

He was happy to exchange ideas with fellow disciples who humbly sought his guidance, as long as it did not involve his own core secrets.

He possesses a profound understanding and unique insight, often able to pinpoint the crux of the problem incisively.

Whether it's a minor flaw in the technique of exerting force in martial arts, or the possibility of optimizing the path of the martial arts technique.

He can offer practical and feasible suggestions based on his own experience.

"Junior Brother Lin, your sword technique, 'Eight Slashes to Split Rock,' is indeed pursuing unparalleled ferocity."

"But you focus too much on the force of the 'slash' and neglect the momentum of the 'retraction'."

"A swordsman's true skill lies not in charging forward relentlessly, but in knowing when to strike and when to withdraw."

"Try reserving three-tenths of your strength in your dantian at the last moment of each strike, holding it back and integrating it into the starting stance of the next strike; you may see the effect of 'layered waves'."

As Yao Mengkang spoke, he made a knife-like gesture with his fingers, drawing lines in the air.

Although no spiritual power was used, a continuous rudimentary form of sword intent emanated from it.

Lin Feng watched intently, and tried it as instructed, making several adjustments.

Although he couldn't master it immediately, he clearly felt that the swordplay had become more fluid, and he was overjoyed, thanking the master repeatedly.

This exchange also served as a period of reflection and contemplation for Yao Mengkang himself.

In the process of answering others' questions and explaining my own understanding, many previously vague perceptions become clear.

Some familiar details of spiritual practice, when explored through the collision of ideas, are given new meaning.

Teaching and learning go hand in hand; this is exactly what it means.

The other ten disciples also each had their own unique talents.

Although Xuanyuan Po's words were concise, his occasional insightful and cunning pointers on sword techniques were astonishing.

Mu Qingqing is quiet and beautiful, and has considerable insight into the techniques of changing movements and wielding spiritual power.

Zhou Tiancan was not good with words, but he was able to demonstrate the method of using an indestructible physical body through the simplest demonstration.

Li Han is elusive and unpredictable.

However, his brief remarks on the importance of concealing one's aura, utilizing the environment, and even the timing of a fatal blow were incomplete.

It often sends chills down the listener's spine, yet the experience is incredibly insightful.

Even the fiery-tempered Hong Ling'er is admirable in her ability to balance the ferocity and control of fire magic.

The atmosphere on the boat was more harmonious than ever before.

The ordinary disciples benefited greatly, and their impression of the ten disciples changed from "high and mighty" to "powerful yet approachable".

In this seemingly casual exchange, the ten disciples also systematically reviewed and examined what they had learned.

Each of them is making subtle but steady progress.

On this day, the speed of the Xuanhuang Boat gradually decreased.

On the horizon ahead, the outline of a majestic city emerges from the clouds.

The city walls soared into the clouds, with runes faintly visible shimmering in the light, exuding a calm and powerful aura.

In the sky, a guard of soldiers dressed in standard spirit armor and riding magnificent flying beasts patrolled in an orderly manner, their sharp eyes and strict discipline demonstrating their extraordinary control over the area.

Vice President Shangguan Hong appeared at the bow of the ship.

He coughed lightly, drawing the attention of all the disciples.

His face remained dignified, and his purple robe remained motionless amidst the airflow generated by his high-speed flight.

But if you look closely, you'll notice that his gaze lit up for a moment as it swept over the city.

His Adam's apple seemed to bob slightly, almost uncontrollably.

"Ahead lies 'Hundred Flavors City'."

Shangguan Hong's voice was steady and powerful, as if he were announcing an important decision.

"This city is one of the thirty-six major cities of the Great Xia Dynasty. It is not only prosperous in commerce and guards a strategic point, but it is also famous in the Eastern Region for its collection of delicacies from all over the world and the gathering of delicacies from all over the world."

"The dynasty's 'Crimson Flame Army' has been stationed here for a long time. The commander of the Crimson Flame Army, Chi Xiao, comes from the Heavenly Dao Sect and is very powerful."

"The city lord Zhang Xinghan was also a man of outstanding merit and profound cultivation, so the city was extremely safe and the law was strict, so that people could leave their doors unlocked at night."

He paused slightly, as if organizing his thoughts, before continuing:

"Although my Xuanhuang Ship has sufficient supplies, the journey is long."

"The specific attribute spirit stones used to maintain the operation of the core formation of the ship consume a great deal of resources."

"Baiwei City has convenient transportation and abundant supplies, so we can take this opportunity to replenish our stock in case of emergencies."

At this point, Shangguan Hong's face revealed a hint of "helplessness" and "seriousness":

"Since we are passing through such a bustling place, we will make an exception and stop for a while."

"According to the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty, large flying magical artifacts and treasures are not allowed to enter the city, so as not to disturb the people and cause panic."

Therefore, the Xuanhuang Boat will land in the designated area outside the city.

"All disciples may follow me into the city and roam freely for two hours to broaden their horizons and experience the local customs and culture."

"Remember, be careful with your words and actions, and do not cause trouble. You must assemble at the East Gate in two hours and return on time. Latecomers will not be waited for!"

His words were presented in a grand and dignified manner, with seemingly valid reasons.

He appeared to be busy with official business and incidentally letting his disciples benefit from it.

However, Elder Qin Feng, who had been lazily leaning against the rear cabin door, remained unmoved.

A subtle, knowing, and playful smile curved his lips.

He clearly noticed the sudden fervor in Shangguan Hong's eyes when he mentioned "Baiwei City" and "Zhenxiu".

And that seemingly calm but actually faster-than-usual speaking speed.

And then there's that little gesture of carrying it behind your back, the fingertips unconsciously stroking it lightly.

This old guy doesn't really lack those few spirit stones.

Clearly, he was ravenously hungry and, under the guise of official business, couldn't wait to indulge in a feast!

Qin Feng chuckled inwardly, recalling some similar "on-the-way" resupply trips from many years ago.

It's always the same excuse. This old man Shangguan's gluttonous nature is as ingrained as ever, and he's not very good at hiding it.

The Xuanhuang Boat slowly landed on a vast platform paved with bluestone outside the east gate of Baiwei City.

As the boat gate opened, the disciples, filled with excitement and curiosity, poured out like birds released from their cages.

Stepping into Baiwei City, a wave of vibrant energy and lively atmosphere, completely different from the tranquil atmosphere of Qinglu Academy, hits you.

The wide and clean streets were wide enough to accommodate ten carriages side by side, and shops lined both sides, with flags waving and signs standing tall.

The air is filled with a complex and enticing aroma of hundreds of foods mixed together, making one's mouth water.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, haggling over prices, diners chatting and laughing, and street performers playing instruments and singing... all intertwine to create a vibrant symphony of everyday life.

Ordinary disciples, represented by Lin Feng, Shi Meng, and Su Xiaowan.

At this moment, he had completely lost the composure he usually displayed at the academy.

They stared wide-eyed, like country bumpkins visiting the city for the first time, finding everything new and exciting.

"Look at that restaurant! Its signboard is made of flowing water characters, and it's constantly moving!"

"Wow! What kind of spirit beast's egg is that? It's even emitting a seven-colored light!"

"This sugar painting... it can actually depict such intricate array patterns? It's truly a masterpiece!"

"It smells so good! It's coming from that stall. What's that golden-brown grilled meat?"

They might flock to shops selling various spiritual resources to broaden their horizons.

Or they might stand around a food stall, their mouths watering at the aroma.

Or simply stroll along the bustling main street and experience the unique charm and vitality of this culinary capital.

Vice Dean Shangguan Hong casually gave a few instructions to the accompanying deacons: "Take good care of the disciples and don't let them cause trouble."

With a swift movement, like a fish entering the sea, he instantly blended into the bustling crowd.

With a clear direction and seemingly relaxed steps, he was actually three times faster than usual.

Heading straight towards the city center.

We left that most magnificent, towering building, adorned with three enormous gilded plaques bearing the inscription "Zhenxiu Pavilion" in a flamboyant style.

Qin Feng had been keeping an eye on him out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, muttering to himself:

"The Treasure Pavilion... This old gourmand really couldn't wait even a moment longer, heading straight for the holy land of Hundred Flavors City."

He himself did not follow.

Instead, he leisurely found a tea stall near the city gate, sat down, and ordered a pot of tea.

His gaze swept over the vivid and lively scene before him with great interest, as if he were watching a wonderful show.

Yao Mengkang, Zhou Tiancan, Li Han, and others also followed the crowd into the city.

Surrounded by the rich local atmosphere and tempting aromas of food, two hours of free time were enough for them to get a taste of the city's unique charm.

That was enough for them to get a taste of the city's unique charm.