However, don't be arrogant or complacent. Take [Hundred Slashes] Liu Shangfeng, who recently got into trouble, and his equally famous counterpart [Sword Dance in the Snow] Xue Shuangfei for example. These two Thousand Households, once considered prodigious youths, were also able to sense and use [Qi] while in the herbalist stage. But their martial path has reached its limit in this lifeti, their talent and personal aptitude are fixed, and they cannot advance any further.
As a Demon Martial Artist, you naturally won't follow in their footsteps, but if that leads to arrogance and complacency, stagnation, and wasting ti, your achievents in the future may not be much better than theirs.
After a pause, Ding Hui continued: "As for how to store [Qi] and control [Qi], that is each person's secret technique, seldom shared. I have heard so theories from so old tirs and read so fragnted records, so I can give you so guidance, but how much you can comprehend depends on your own insight."
Ding Hui, seated on the bed, looked at Fang Yu.
"So-called [storing Qi] is, in fact, allowing the stream of [Qi] flowing through one's body to follow a specific path within, and from the vast [Qi], retain a portion internally through this special route."
"The person who taught the cultivation thod for storing Qi did so through a spiral path, making the Qi flow in a spiraling form, constantly rotating and descending within the body, eventually settling in a specific spot, forming the first eye of the storm. This eye is what is called the [Dantian]."
"Once ford, it can continuously absorb [Qi] and store [Qi]."
"Of course, how much can be stored and the efficiency of absorption is not easy to say."
"Because everyone cultivates different techniques, the position of their [Dantian] also varies, usually ford in a specific location to complent specific [Qi] martial arts."
"Since the position of [Dantian] varies, the amount of [Qi] that can be invoked and the speed at which it can be used will be affected."
"Therefore, for anyone who is beginning to interact with [Qi], storing [Qi] requires extra care, and planning for future martial arts direction is necessary."
After listening, Fang Yu imagined the process.
A small seated figure entered his mind, drawing in blue streams of Qi from outside, then in his abdon, they spiraled down to form a little blue dot representing the eye of the wind.
"So that person's Dantian is in the stomach?"
"Naturally. But there are others who have it in their hands for convenience in executing moves and exerting force."
"Then how should I go about it?"
Ding Hui rolled her eyes: "Go ask the higher-ups, you're a Demon Martial Artist, a special type of martial artist. In theory, you could surpass the Hall Masters in combat power in the future, Foolish Underworld would surely be willing to cultivate you."
Fang Yu rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "Didn't you just ntion you have fragnted records? Lend them to to take a look."
"What do you want with fragnted records? Stay away from such things! They could lead to qi deviation!"
Ding Hui frowned, clearly concerned for Fang Yu's safety.
"I'll just take a look, and then I'll ask the Hall Masters for the secret manuals for reference."
"Just a look?"
"Just a look."
"Fine, I'll have soone send them to you later."
Seeing Ding Hui agree, Fang Yu couldn't help but give a big smile.
"Thanks!"
Ding Hui blinked: "Why the sudden politeness, husband? We share the na of husband and wife. If you truly appreciate , why not co to bed and share a dayti rest with ?"
Fang Yu quickly backed away, waving his hands.
Are you kidding? With that stance, she's out to break my back!
"The bed's too small! You sleep on your own; I still have things to do, so I'll be on my way!"
With a door opening and closing, Fang Yu had left.
Ding Hui's beautiful eyes shifted, pondering sothing, then she relaxed and lay flat on the bed.
Suddenly, she caught a whiff of sothing, hesitated, then brought the quilt to her nose and sniffed deeply. After putting it back down, for so reason, her earlobes turned slightly red.
...
"Sister Two."
Leaving the room, Fang Yu saw Sister Two practicing martial arts in the courtyard.
But this ti, the posture seed a bit different from before.
Fang Yu scratched his head.
"Did Ding Hui teach you so other technique?"
Diao Ruru stopped her slow and sowhat clumsy movents, smiling at Fang Yu.
"Yep, Doctor Ding is quite attentive to my martial arts training."
Previously letting Sister Two practice martial arts was out of fear that a player would log in and replace her.
Now that Sister Two's health had broken into double digits, it felt relatively safe.
But to be cautious, the higher the better.
Fang Yu was very supportive of this.
"Sister Two, you keep practicing, I need to go out to handle so things... Oh, and Ding Hui is asleep in my room, she said she won't have breakfast, don't disturb her."
Diao Ruru nodded repeatedly, looking back at Fang Yu, he was already walking away.
"Your breakfast..."
"I'll eat out. I have things to do."
Fang Yu smiled and waved to Sister Two, then upon leaving, saw three people already waiting by the door.
Mi Hengpeng, Che Linfang, and... Huang Qixin???
Fang Yu had anticipated the first two.
But what's with Huang Qixin?
Last ti, he left a ssage inviting Fang Yu to explore a treasure site, which Fang Yu completely ignored.
His power in Tianyuan Town was growing rapidly; there was no need to take risks outside.
Later, he heard from Sister Two that Huang Qixin had co again yesterday.
Wait a minute!
Yesterday...
Fang Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed.
"It looks like Brother Huang has encountered so trouble."
Huang Qixin showed an awkward smile: "Mr. Diao is wise."
"You two, go ahead and wait for there."
"Yes!"
Mi Hengpeng was still very obedient.
Che Linfang took a mont to assess Huang Qixin before responding.
"Okay."
After the two left, Fang Yu walked slowly forward with Huang Qixin, not bringing any guards.
The Foolish Underworld was quite lively in the morning, but since this was a residential area, most were hurrying to work inside, in a rush, and few looked this way.
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