The corner gives the wooden martial arts master, whose martial arts are equivalent to a harem.

After explaining the meaning of "Turning the Heavens Upside Down", Fei Xing looked back at his two junior brothers and sisters who had finished thinking.

Her eyes seemed to hold a message.

"After you finish teaching my apprentice 'Flipping the Heavens and Opening the Back,' then you can train him roughly."

He instructed Fei Xing to convey information through his eyes.

"Received." "Understood."

Zhuge Jing and Xiang Bofu responded with eye contact.

Another sudden change in the corner's expression sent a message of hidden gazes directly to Gu Chuanhen's face.

He looked slightly alarmed, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the malicious smiles on Xiang Bofu and Zhuge Jing's faces.

Although I really wanted to protest, I realized that the people here were very strong and I couldn't beat them in a fight. And if the minority had to submit to the majority, I would be outnumbered and isolated before I mastered mitosis, so I decided to give up.

"Strange? How come it feels like my little brother can understand our 'eye contact'?" "Is it just my imagination? Haha." "Could it be that my disciple has a talent for this?" "Haha, it doesn't seem like it. Perhaps he's just feeling a chill?" "He probably just senses the training he's about to undergo?"

The restrained brilliance in the eyes of those three was like Morse code, transmitting a wealth of information in the blink of an eye.

This is the private chat group established face-to-face among warriors who have witnessed divine intervention.

"It seems you've fully grasped the meaning I just shared. Now, I'll teach you the basics of 'Turning the Heavens Upside Down'." Ling Feixing ended the private chat and stepped forward with his right foot without any preamble.

"Although Junior Sister Jing just said that the Tongbei Sect's requirements for the lower body are only considered normal, this normality is only relative. You should know that no martial art does not require a strong lower body. It's just that Tongbei Sect practitioners always devote a lot of time and energy to their arms and backs. Therefore, in the realm before reaching the Transformation Realm, martial artists who specialize in Tongbei Fist naturally have a weaker lower body compared to other martial artists."

During the conversation, Ling Feixing slowly changed her posture, but Gu Chuanhen could tell that she was actually shifting part of her body weight to her left foot and left leg for support.

"Is it a 4/6 stance?" Gu Chuanhen, who had mastered the Bajiquan small frame to the bone, could tell that Ling Feixing was standing in the correct posture. "The front foot has four parts power and the back foot has six parts power. Isn't this the stance of Bajiquan?"

The four-six step pattern might not be immediately clear, but the principle behind it is actually quite simple.

In short, 60% of the body weight is supported by the rear foot, and the remaining 40% by the front foot. This stance allows for a stable center of gravity and facilitates transitions between offense and defense.

"Kung Fu is interconnected. No one stipulates that the 46 stance can only be used by Bajiquan. Anyone can stand in it. The reason I asked you to start with the 46 stance is to help you stabilize your 'monkey nature' and thus calm your mind. Since I have chosen the Five Monkeys as the main body, this unrestrained monkey nature is naturally unavoidable."

As you know, monkeys love to jump around, and this jumping comes from their unstable lower body. You see monkeys as stable because they mostly use all four limbs; when they actually stand up and walk, they are certainly not as stable as humans.

As Ling Feixing spoke, he demonstrated the true method of flexible wrists, arms, and back in the basic skills of Tongbei Gong using a four-six stance and Gu Chuanhen.

The ancients said that those who imitated others blindly followed suit and learned to copy perfectly.

At sixteen, their minds are still fresh from the start, so there's no need to replace them with new ones. It's the age when they have the best ability to learn and imitate, not to mention the bonus from martial arts affinity.

He learned it pretty well, and even if there were any mistakes, they would be quickly corrected by Xiang Bofu and Zhuge Jing, two sharp-eyed martial artists.

"The fist is like iron, the wrist is like cotton, and the two arms are like whips. The fist, wrist and arm form a complete 'power chain'. I will teach you the preparatory steps of Iron Palm later to make your hands heavier and harder, so you don't need to focus on the 'fist like iron' part now."

However, the power in Tongbei Quan does not come solely from the arms, but rather from the back. Therefore, you must first activate your back, then your arms, and finally your wrists.

The word "活" means "activity". Once you get used to this activity, your wrists, arms and back will adapt. After adapting, you will have a foundation. By expanding this foundation, you can perform Tongbei Quan (a style of Chinese martial arts).

Therefore, the fundamental skills of flexible back, arms, and wrists are essential to provide you with a sufficient physical foundation to develop your arm and fist techniques.

If your arms and wrists are stiff, Tongbei Quan won't look good or be powerful. But it doesn't matter if it doesn't look good or be powerful, because this isn't a performance or a fight.

But the worst thing is that you might injure yourself while boxing, just like you can't expect someone who sits in an office all day to suddenly run a kilometer without warming up.

After demonstrating "flexible wrist, arm, and back," Lu Wu, who had finished warming up and playing with Master Monkey, joined in to assist with the teaching. Master Monkey was even more friendly.

Its enormous figure stood behind Gu Chuanhen, always able to find the irregularities first, and then use its forearm-thick fingers to point out the wrong places, correcting the posture with gentle force.

After watching for a while, Xiang Bofu said, "I'm going to cook. You guys teach me first." Then he ran into the forest alone to gather ingredients.

Ancient legend says that he devoted himself to practicing martial arts.

Thanks to his previous basic physical training, he still had the mind to multitask and think about random things.

His eyes reflected the figures of Ling Feixing, Zhuge Jing, and Lu Wu, three warriors who had witnessed divine power. The shadow of the white ape shielded him from some of the sunlight that had been weakened by the trees.

"You've all been through this, haven't you?"

The "you" refers not only to the martial artists in the forbidden zone of Shennongjia at this moment, but to every one of them who has achieved success in martial arts over the past thousands of years, whether they have failed, retired gracefully, or... many, many fellow practitioners.

Ancient traditions say that one should not multitask. One should practice martial arts with one's body and habitual thinking, while one's true, natural "monkey nature" should be used to think, speculate, and fantasize about things that could be called "the history of martial arts".

No martial artist can gain "a thousand years of internal energy" by lying at home. Rather, it is only through diligent training in the coldest and hottest winters that one gains "a year's worth of internal energy".

There are martial artists whose innate talents surpass those of ordinary people; this is an indisputable fact. Whether it is better physical condition, better comprehension, or the hundreds of people discovered from 1985 to the present, all these prove that there are indeed geniuses in terms of innate talent, and geniuses among geniuses, in this world.

However, within this vast pool of individuals spanning thousands of years, those with exceptional innate talent and natural gifts surpassing ordinary people, as well as the most exceptional among geniuses, are few and far between.

Most of them are ordinary people who are just "common folk".

And it is often these ordinary people who add bricks and tiles to the already solid foundation, making it even more solid. Only such a solid foundation can support rows of buildings.

Diligence can compensate for lack of talent, and the early bird catches the worm—this is the secret weapon that allows ordinary people to surpass so-called geniuses. It is also the foundation upon which their hard work has left its mark on the world.

So what if even so-called geniuses and true geniuses can make up for their lack of talent with hard work, just like or even surpassing that of slow learners?

That will only create a group of top figures who stand at the forefront of the times.

However, even these exceptional individuals cannot do without the extremely solid foundation laid by ordinary people. It is precisely this foundation that allows geniuses to avoid detours and advance with courage and diligence, leaving others far behind.

"One must climb to the summit to survey all the mountains below." But even that requires climbing Mount Tai, which has a solid physical foundation.

"Yes, I always thought the history of martial artists was a 'heroic history,' but that's not the case. The history of martial artists is actually a 'people's history.' Even the so-called 'supreme master' is merely standing on the foundation of this 'people's history' to gain a broader perspective."

Without the long-standing martial arts tradition, how could this pinnacle exist? Without this long-standing martial arts tradition, the pinnacle would merely be a pinnacle standing on an old mound of earth.

Turning a mound of earth into a mountain is not a monumental task that can be accomplished by one person alone. Only through the concerted efforts of hundreds of millions of people, generation after generation, can a mound of earth be transformed into a mountain.

So now, that mound of earth has become a mountain. But even though the mound of earth has become a mountain, the road ahead still exists.

Therefore, if one wants to be the pinnacle of martial arts, one should pave a way for the "martial arts historical perspective".

Then, let each generation of geniuses pave a path that leads to greater heights and broader horizons, allowing this path to extend to other fields, until everyone in this world becomes like a dragon, and then let everyone in other worlds become like dragons.

Whether it's reaching the pinnacle of martial arts or the pinnacle of any other path, the key is to forge ahead from a solid foundation.

Gu Chuanhen, who had just realized the truth and felt enlightened, immediately thought of the hidden meaning that Ling Feixing had given to "Fan Tian Tong Bei"—a backbone that stands tall and upright.

Ah, I understand. Gu Chuanhen's eyes were clear.

"Even the strongest backbone can be crushed by external forces, so the path that must be forged at the pinnacle is one that allows the backbone to stand absolutely upright. And this path of standing upright must begin with principles and techniques."

The Way is interconnected. Any external method can be considered a technique, while the inner principles that are upheld are the Way. The combination of technique and Way is the Principle, and only from the Principle can the Law that can change the world be derived.

Martial arts, philosophy, mathematics, physics... and many other things are all manifestations of principles and techniques.

I think I understand, but my understanding isn't deep enough... I really need to keep learning.

The conclusions reached by this unrestrained, monkey-like nature are the "path" that can influence a young person's entire life.

Ling Feixing noticed that Gu Chuanhen was absent-minded, but Gu's body faithfully recorded all the knowledge points in the lesson, so her serious teaching did not change, and she also had some "insight" in her heart.

"My disciple, have you found the embryonic form of the God within your heart who 'moves' you?"

As expected of my disciple.

···

As the sun sets in the west, weary birds return to their nests.

With the fire already lit, along with the ingredients and seasonings he had brought, and the local delicacies and wild game he had plundered from Shennongjia, Xiang Bofu began to cook, showcasing his culinary skills.

In the deserted restricted area, a touch of human warmth emerged.

Ling Feixing, Lu Wu, and Zhuge Jing each used the rice and noodles they brought to create their own unique dishes: rice into cooked rice, rice into rice cakes, dough into noodles, or steamed buns, mantou, and flower rolls.

We have access to rice and noodle staples from all over the country.

Gu Chuanhen, however, continued to practice the flawless "Fan Tian Tong Bei" without ever getting tired.

[Gu Chuanhen is currently practicing the Heaven-Turning Backbone Technique (a special weapon tailor-made for him by Ling Feixing), and his progress is currently increasing: 1.7% → 1.8%...]

He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't hear Ling Feixing calling him to dinner.

The martial artists had no intention of letting the child go hungry; they simply stood in a row watching Gu Chuanhen practice his martial arts.

"Ah, this sense of familiarity is like we've gone back to when we were sixteen." Lu Wu's face was expressionless, but his tone was full of nostalgia for his youth.

"He's so engrossed in practicing martial arts, it's truly rare to see someone so absorbed. The only person I've ever seen so selfless is Senior Brother Chu." Xiang Bofu subconsciously touched his chin; although it had long since healed, he still felt a slight ache.

Zhuge Jing laughed: "Little Gu isn't as obsessed with martial arts as Senior Brother Chu. He's just a little lost in his own world."

Ling Feixing looked at Gu Chuanhen and smiled almost imperceptibly.

"He's not actually a martial arts fanatic like Senior Brother Chu. He just saw some directions to go, so he unconsciously wanted to run in that direction." She said simply, and then revealed the old secrets of her senior sisters, junior sisters and junior brothers.

"Actually, Chuan Hen wasn't really passionate about martial arts; he was just after the benefits and perks."

Ling Feixing then recounted the true story of Gu Chuanhen.

But the ancient legend of hatred has indeed changed.

"Master Zhang Baojun once said, 'Practicing martial arts is also about martial arts refining people.' That's truly a profound truth. I wasn't particularly enthusiastic about martial arts before, but it has definitely changed me." Lu Wu forced a smile as he looked at Gu Chuanhen's figure. "I remember when I was little, I didn't understand martial arts at all. I just heard someone say I had excellent aptitude and they suggested I learn martial arts. I was so young then, how would I know what learning martial arts was like? But my parents and grandparents were very supportive."

Looking back now, I can guess the gist of it. It was probably due to the preference for sons over daughters. My younger brother had just been born, so how could that family, which favored sons over daughters, possibly tolerate me?

"Of course, they want me to be raised by my masters and mistresses, so they can get rid of this burden and raise my good-for-nothing brother."

When Lu Wu talked about his family affairs, he was calm and indifferent. He was neither saddened nor indignant. He treated it with a normal attitude because he was not familiar with the family.

What happened next was known to Fei Xing and her two junior sisters, Zhuge Jing, as well as her junior brother, Xiang Bofu.

Only the blood ties from birth, and the slight "filial piety" of being beaten, scolded, and ignored during her childhood—the kind of "fostering grace that kept her from starving"—caused Lu Wu to sever all ties with that patriarchal family when she was eighteen. In this way, she would neither be exploited nor become a "brother-supporting demon."

For Lu Wu, it was these junior brothers, sisters, senior brothers, senior sisters, master, and mistress who were not related by blood that made her feel closer to her than to her so-called blood-related family.

These people who are not related to her by blood are her family. They are her relatives.

Then, in order to prevent Lu Wu from thinking about "the sad thing that I don't know if it counts as a sad thing", Xiang Bofu spoke up.

"It's as if I used to be passionate about martial arts," Head Chef Xiang Bofu retorted. "To be honest, I wasn't passionate about martial arts when I was a kid, but I know all too well what it's like to go hungry. With a muscle mass a hundred times that of an average person, and the ability to generate electricity from my muscles, I could definitely eat a lot. It's just that my family couldn't afford to feed me. Sigh, my parents worked so hard making 'Overlord Pastries' so that I could have enough to eat. Fortunately, the Martial Arts Association came along, and when I heard that I could eat my fill, I didn't care about anything else and just joined. When my parents heard that there would be plenty of food, they didn't care about anything else and sent me to learn martial arts with tears in their eyes."

"We understand. Not every family can afford to eat as much as you do," several women said in unison.

"Sigh!" Xiang Bofu continued with a look of "Let bygones be bygones, life has been full of storms," ​​"Although I can eat my fill now, my appetite has increased even more. Sigh, other women are afraid to go on dates with me because they all know I can eat and fight, and they think I'm too scary. So when will I finally meet a girl who likes the real me? Sigh—!"

Xiang Bofu sighed. But his lament was not about not having a partner, but only about not having met that person who would still like him no matter how different he was from others.

Martial artists are also human beings, and as such, they naturally have human troubles, which have little to do with how good they are at fighting.

To appease Xiang Bofu, Zhuge Jing laughed again.

"To be honest, I was fooled when I was a child. Don't be fooled by my surname 'Zhuge' and the fact that there is a Wuhou Temple in my hometown. In reality, my family's relationship with that Zhuge is only the surname. My family is just an ordinary family and does not constitute any Zhuge family. But even though I was born into an ordinary family, I had a very unusual idea when I was a child."

"What are your thoughts?" This was the first time Xiang Bofu had heard Zhuge Jing discuss such personal matters.

"Look at our country's long history, the divination, feng shui, Qimen Dunjia, Liuyao divination and all kinds of metaphysics are so profound and extensive. These academic knowledge really fascinated me. My master at the time said that as long as I entered that class, I could get money. With money, I could buy books and find relevant people to learn from. How could I refuse?"

Of course I got on this pirate ship, hahaha, but I don't hate it. In fact, I'm genuinely grateful for and like it.

Because I boarded this ship, I was able to witness the myriad aspects of human nature and the vicissitudes of life during its anchorage.

There are also many other surreal stories like "an old woman who liked her eldest daughter's husband then drugged him and fathered a son who was then swapped with her younger daughter's biological child."

I think I still prefer to observe the myriad aspects of human life, viewing it with a detached, detached attitude, and interpreting it through metaphysical means. That way, I can keep all the changes in this world under my control.

But martial arts became an anchor point, allowing me to not be so different from ordinary people and to look like an ordinary female college student.

However, the longer I practiced martial arts, the more my passion for martial arts caught up with my obsession with metaphysics.

Therefore, I have to admit that martial arts can indeed change a person and make people unable to resist walking that path.

What shocked Xiang Bofu the most was Zhuge Jing's words.

"What do you mean by 'the old woman liked her eldest daughter's husband, then drugged him, fathered a son, and swapped him with her younger daughter's biological child'? Do you think fortune tellers can encounter something like that?"

"Ah, of course, it's because my youngest daughter's biological child was abandoned by her mother-in-law to be raised by someone else, and that person died of illness, leaving the child missing. That's why she asked me to find out where the child had ended up." Zhuge Jing recounted the surreal aftermath, saying with no small amount of pride, "I found out where the child was as soon as I took action."

Lu Wu, Ling Feixing, and Xiang Bofu all had different expressions, but what remained unchanged was their "This is fucking possible?" look.

Ling Feixing smiled and said in a low voice, neither praising nor criticizing, "A bunch of talented people."

Then she called out.

"Disciple, dinner is ready."

"Come back as soon as you're done practicing! Save some for me."

The interaction between the master and apprentice was simple, and the others did not rush to eat, but simply waited for the boy to finish practicing.

A moment later, the boy finished his practice and sat down at the picnic table, dragging his tired body.

The folding dining table is enormous, and it is fully stocked with staple foods and dishes, all of which are of exceptional quality, appealing in color, aroma, and taste.

The ancient legend says that hatred makes one's mouth water.

"I told you you should eat more, you're too thin." Xiang Bofu smiled kindly at Gu Chuanhen and began to eat slowly and deliberately.

As the head chef, he naturally has the privilege of starting to eat first.

Over there, Ling Feixing had already filled a basin with rice for Gu Chuanhen, plus a large bowl of noodles, and two steamed buns the size of a washbasin.

"If you're still hungry, help yourself. There's plenty of food and drink." Sitting next to Gu Chuanhen, Ling Feixing whispered caring words in his ear, "If you still haven't had enough, I'll cook you something special for dinner."

A beautiful, handsome 26-year-old woman whispered sweet nothings in the ear of a 16-year-old boy.

A light, gentle comfort spread from the earlobe to the back of the neck and then down the spine, finally reaching the mind.

The tingling, electric-like sensation is transmitted through every pore, connecting to a sensitive and exhilarating feeling.

The boy's face immediately turned as red as a red-bottomed macaque's buttocks.