Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 15 Flesh and Fist

The door is pushed open.

A red dress wafted by, carrying the fragrance of a young girl. At the same time, a pair of dark, bright eyes and a face full of expectation came into his view.

Luo Qingfeng squinted at her, trying his best to remain calm.

Su Zhao'er looked into his eyes and asked in surprise, "Brother Feng, what happened to your eyes?"

Luo Qingfeng sighed, "I just got up and accidentally bumped into something in the courtyard. Now I can't see very well. Zhao'er, I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to have our wedding ceremony tonight."

Su Zhao'er quickly squatted down, opened her small red mouth, and gently blew on his injured eye, saying softly, "Brother Feng, it's okay. Even if you only have one eye, we can still get married. Zhao'er won't dislike you. In the bridal chamber, if Brother Feng can't see clearly, Zhao'er will help him."

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

First, explain clearly how you want to help.

"Brother Feng, tonight is a beautiful night with a full moon and blooming flowers. It's an auspicious day, perfect for a wedding ceremony and the consummation of marriage."

The girl's face was full of anticipation.

Luo Qingfeng feigned listlessness and said, "Zhao'er, I'm not feeling well either, and I don't have the strength. I'm afraid I won't be able to perform well during the wedding ceremony. As for the bridal chamber, I'm afraid I'll be even less capable..."

Su Zhao'er blinked her dark eyes and said, "It's alright, Brother Feng. During the wedding ceremony, Zhao'er will help you. As for the bridal chamber, Brother Feng doesn't need to exert any effort; just lie still."

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

"Brother Feng, I've been waiting for so long! Every night I dream about getting married to you. Shall we have our wedding tonight?"

The girl blinked her dark eyes and pleaded.

Luo Qingfeng remained unmoved: "I really can't today. After all, this is a major life event, and if I don't have the energy and strength, I'll regret it later. Let's wait until I'm better, okay?"

The girl looked at him wistfully, pouting her lips.

Afraid of angering her, Luo Qingfeng quickly added, "Tomorrow, we must have the wedding ceremony tomorrow, okay?"

Let's just wait and see.

We'll think of another way tomorrow.

"Why……"

The girl sighed softly, "Brother Feng, what if you change your mind again tomorrow?"

Luo Qingfeng had no choice but to swear, "I will never go back on my word. If I do, I will... be burned alive!"

He suddenly remembered the fiery star he had sensed last night.

The girl then said dejectedly, "Alright, then let's do it tomorrow. Zhao'er isn't in a hurry."

Luo Qingfeng hummed in agreement, pondering to himself.

He has already established a connection with the stars in the sky. He will try it tonight to see if he can use the power of the stars to cultivate.

Every night was extremely precious to him.

He might become stronger after each night.

If this girl really has a problem, her eagerness to marry him now must mean she has ulterior motives.

He certainly couldn't give in so easily.

Therefore, we must continue to delay until he has the ability to protect himself before we can continue to investigate the truth.

Of course, the premise is that you must not anger her.

It was getting dark.

Song Wan'er, along with Ping'er, brought over a sumptuous dinner.

While Luo Qingfeng was drinking his soup, he overheard Su Zhao'er complaining to Song Wan'er from the outer room: "Wan'er, does Brother Feng not like me anymore? He keeps dragging his feet, won't go through the wedding ceremony with me, and doesn't talk to me anymore. He seems so cold."

Song Wan'er gently comforted him, "No, cousin is just not feeling well and it's inconvenient for him. Sister Zhao'er, don't worry about it."

"Hmph, if he doesn't marry me by tomorrow, I'm really going to get angry!"

Luo Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat.

When I'm really angry, how do I get angry?

Its mouth split open, revealing fangs, and it transformed into a demon that devoured him in one bite.

Outside the window, night has fallen.

Oil lamps were lit in the main room and the other rooms.

Song Wan'er spoke with Su Zhao'er for a while longer before leaving with Ping'er.

Su Zhao'er entered the room, intending to talk to Luo Qingfeng for a while, but seeing that he had already fallen asleep, she could only sigh and return to her own room in a sullen mood.

Soon, the moon rose to its zenith.

It was late at night.

Luo Qingfeng waited a while longer, and seeing that there was no movement outside, he got up from the bed and prepared to cultivate.

No sooner had he opened the window than a dark shadow suddenly leaped onto the windowsill with a "whoosh".

Luo Qingfeng was startled, but when he saw it was the little black cat Hei Xiu, he breathed a sigh of relief, flicked its little head with his finger, and whispered, "Go, go catch the mouse, don't bother me."

Hei Xiu seemed to understand but not quite. He stared at him for a few moments with his amber eyes before jumping off the windowsill and leaving.

Luo Qingfeng sat down by the window and waited for a while before bathing in the moonlight, closing his eyes, and beginning his cultivation.

Calm your mind, concentrate, and breathe.

As the energy within his body began to flow slowly through his meridians, following the illustrations in the book, he suddenly felt a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Within the body's dantian, mist surged, and a blurry star shone faintly in the darkness.

Like a tiny spark, it could be extinguished at any moment.

But soon, he sensed that the spark had established a connection with a burning star in the sky, and they began to flicker together at the same frequency.

At the same time, a wisp of warm energy began to slowly penetrate his body through the acupoints on the top of his head, meandering and winding its way into his dantian.

Finally, it burrowed into that faint spark.

This is the power of the stars!

He can finally draw power from the stars in the sky!

A night passes in the blink of an eye.

When he awoke from his profound state of cultivation, the night had already receded.

Meanwhile, in the sea of ​​ceremonies, the star that had been shining faintly was now much brighter than before.

At the same time, Luo Qingfeng felt a warm and comfortable sensation throughout his internal organs.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

It's almost there. Just a few more nights and that star inside me should be fully lit.

At that time, he will be considered a true cultivator.

Once you become a cultivator at the first star of the Heavenly Creation Realm, you can use the power of the stars within your body.

Of course, he still needs to practice that set of boxing techniques.

Otherwise, one might possess the power of the stars but not know how to unleash it.

Just then, a thought suddenly struck him, and the blue text reappeared in his mind: [Progress: Twenty-Five].

He had barely seen it when the line of text disappeared.

What exactly is it?

Was it something he brought with him when he traveled through time?

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly smelled a strong odor of blood.

He was startled and abruptly stood up from the ground.

The first rays of dawn appeared.

On the windowsill, three headless corpses lay there, covered in blood.

Hmm, the corpse of a rat.

One of them was even twitching.

Blackie was in the corridor outside, gently swishing its tail, looking at him with a smug expression.

Luo Qingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, remembering the instructions he had given it last night.

This little guy...

Could it possibly understand human speech?

But what does "headless corpse" mean? Does it think its owner hasn't been scared enough lately, so it wants to join in the fun?

Luo Qingfeng mentally grumbled a few times, but didn't have time to pay any more attention to it.

I closed the window and went back to bed.

I felt warm and comfortable all over, and my spirits seemed to have improved a lot.

My stomach was rumbling with hunger.

He needs to find a way to eat more meat.

If the body doesn't get enough energy, it might be difficult to fully ignite the starlight.

His gaze suddenly fell on the window, and his heart skipped a beat.

For a fleeting moment, he even thought of the rat meat on the windowsill outside.

If you're really hungry, you can definitely eat rat meat.

But it hasn't gotten to that point yet, and that little bit of rat meat wouldn't satisfy his hunger at all.

I need to eat more meat these next few days and try to make a breakthrough quickly.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately got out of bed and rummaged through the pockets of his coat, finding a piece of silver and a few copper coins, about an ounce.

In terms of purchasing power in this era, he definitely has enough money to eat meat these days.

Of course, if you want to eat meat to replenish energy in the long run, you'll definitely need more money.

Although the Song family was relatively wealthy compared to others in the town, they were only at the level of not going hungry. Moreover, the money that the uncle earned not only had to support the food and drink of the whole family but also the cultivation of his eldest cousin, so he must have been struggling to make ends meet.

Therefore, he definitely won't be asking them for money again.

He has to earn his own money.

The book says that the realm of the First Star of Creation can kill ferocious beasts.

Once he fully lights up the star lamp in the next few days and becomes a true cultivator, he can go out hunting to earn money.

At the same time, it can also hone combat skills.

However, there is one prerequisite: he must practice the set of fist techniques recorded at the end of the book.

Otherwise, even if one becomes a cultivator at the first star of creation, one will only possess the power of stars but be unable to unleash it.

He decided to go out during the day to find a secluded place to try out that set of boxing techniques.

As he was replaying those boxing moves in his mind, he suddenly heard voices outside the door.

"Zi'er, is Brother Feng awake?"

"This servant doesn't know either, he's probably still asleep. Miss Zhao'er, let the young master sleep a little longer, so he can recover faster."

"Oh, I'll go in and take a look."

At that moment, the door opened.

A figure in red approached the bedside, looked down quietly for a while, and then quietly left the room.

"Brother Feng is still sleeping. Zi'er, please take good care of him at home. I still need to go to the shop to learn needlework."

"Yes, Miss Zhao'er is very hardworking."

"Of course, I will work hard to earn money in the future so that I can support Brother Feng to study and become a top scholar."

The footsteps went out the door and gradually faded away in the courtyard.

Luo Qingfeng remained lying motionless on the bed with his eyes closed.

He suddenly realized that his hearing seemed to have improved somewhat.

Last night's practice was clearly very effective.

Zi'er soon went out as well.

After the courtyard gate was closed.

He immediately got up, took out the book, flipped to the last few pages, and carefully read through the set of boxing techniques called "Liangquan" again.

After confirming that he had memorized everything, he put away the books, left a note for Zi'er, and then quietly went out.

When I got to the back door.

He then heard the sound of his older cousin hitting a wooden stake coming from a small courtyard not far away.

It seems my older cousin is also very hardworking.

It is no easy feat to embark on the path of cultivation, so naturally no one will slack off.

After exiting through the back door, he followed the route he remembered and quickly passed through several alleys, eventually finding a shop selling cooked meat.

As soon as you approach the shop, an enticing aroma of meat fills the air.

He swallowed hard, his stomach growling even hungrier.

In addition to pork, the shop also sells mutton and some braised game.

Luo Qingfeng bought two jin of cooked mutton directly.

Previously, he definitely wouldn't have been able to eat so much meat by himself.

But now his body is different from before, and his craving for flesh has never been as strong as it is now.

Looking at the braised pig's head on the table, he wished he could swallow it whole.

He was really hungry.

After buying the meat, he went straight into the alley next door.

After confirming that no one was following him, he quickly crossed the alley and entered the dilapidated Guanyin Temple not far away.

The roof of the main building of the Guanyin Temple has collapsed by half, and the Guanyin statue has also collapsed.

Fortunately, there is still a considerable amount of space inside.

This place is usually deserted, and with someone dying yesterday, no one dares to come in now.

That's why he planned to eat meat and practice his boxing here.

Since witnessing that demon that night, he has become much bolder, and even though people have died here, he has nothing to fear.

The most dangerous place may also be the safest place.

That demon probably won't come back a second time.

Even if they were to come, it's unlikely they would do so during the daytime.

Entering the collapsed main hall, there was still half a space to the side, enough for him to unleash his skills.

Of course, you have to satisfy your hunger before you can practice your boxing.

Two pounds of cooked mutton were quickly devoured by him, and he even felt a little unsatisfied.

Indeed, cultivators have much larger appetites than ordinary people.

"Calm your mind, squat down, clench your fist, bend your arm..."

In his mind, the illustrations of boxing techniques recorded in the book, along with their explanations, began to play clearly.

While he was practicing his boxing, a stream of energy flowed slowly through his body's internal organs, following specific meridians and acupoints.

Soon, his internal organs and muscles began to heat up.

The first time I practiced the boxing technique, I stumbled and made many pauses and mistakes.

It was much better the second time.

Then the third time, the fourth time...

He had to stop when his clothes were soaked with sweat and his bones and muscles ached terribly.

Take a half-hour break.

Then, they continued practicing, sweating profusely.

He hasn't fully lit up his star lamp yet, nor does he possess star power, so he's only proficient in his fist techniques and his power is not yet apparent.

A day passed quickly.

By evening, his arms felt as heavy as lead, and he could no longer lift them.

My muscles and bones were in excruciating pain.

Fortunately, the results were good.

He could deliver a complete set of punches almost without stopping.

It was getting late.

He didn't dare linger in the temple and hurriedly dragged his tired body back to the Song family.

Thankfully, the girl hasn't returned yet.

Zi'er was also busy elsewhere and was not in the courtyard.

Luo Qingfeng quickly took a cold shower and returned to his room. He lay on the bed to rest, and began to mentally rehearse the fist techniques to see if he had made any mistakes in his training during the day.

The three mice on the windowsill are gone.

The note on the table had also been touched.

Clearly, Zi'er came back at noon, probably to bring him lunch.

"The moves should be correct. Continue practicing tomorrow."

"Once I light the star lamp and gain the power of the stars, I can test the power of this fist technique."

Just as he was thinking about his cultivation that evening, Su Zhao'er, dressed in a red dress, rushed into the courtyard, excitedly saying, "Brother Feng! Brother Feng! Are you feeling better? Can we get married tonight? Zhao'er wants to consummate our marriage with you!"

(End of this chapter)