Chapter 33

Is there anything particular to consider, whether it is suitable for cultivation or not?

If another disciple had asked such a disrespectful question, Ouyang Feng would have probably slapped them long ago.

However, his mood had eased considerably, and his tolerance for Wei Changfeng had increased significantly.

"The Dry Yang True Law is a secret technique of the mystic sect and the foundation of martial arts passed down by my school!"

His face twitched as he said in a deep voice, "You are lucky, with your innate martial veins already connected, and your innate constitution particularly outstanding in the fire and metal elements, you are very suitable for cultivating this supreme technique, and can be considered a person with a karmic connection!"

"If it were someone else, even if they knelt and begged for three days and three nights, they would not be able to obtain my true teachings!"

Ouyang Feng was no ordinary person. He could help Wei Changfeng easily complete the true qi circulation, and naturally, he could also understand the latter's innate talent. Taking out the Dry Yang True Law was not a sudden whim.

Innate constitution is one of the innate origins of a person, divided into the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Ordinary people are often balanced in the five elements, and changes can occur due to age and environmental influences.

Once the five elements are out of balance, various diseases can easily occur, severely affecting the constitution.

For martial artists, innate constitution is also very important. If one of the five elements is particularly prominent, practicing the corresponding technique can often achieve twice the result with half the effort, which is one of the martial arts talents.

In this aspect, Wei Changfeng could be considered a natural talent. Not only were his innate martial veins connected, but his fire and metal elements were more prominent than ordinary people, making him most suitable for cultivating techniques related to yang fire and metal.

The Dry Yang True Law is precisely a fire element internal technique of the mystic sect!

Understanding the reason, Wei Changfeng immediately bowed respectfully to Ouyang Feng, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior. I will not let you down!"

His unspoken meaning, of course, was to treat Ouyang Feng's internal injuries to repay the favor of transmitting the technique.

Seeing Wei Changfeng's understanding, Ouyang Feng's expression improved, "Don't be too happy too soon. What I am giving you now is only the first volume of the Dry Yang True Law, which can only be used in the Body Tempering Realm. We'll talk about the other two volumes later..."

"Also, you cannot take this secret manual out of the library. You have two hours to memorize it. If you have any questions in the future, I will explain them to you!"

Wei Changfeng nodded and opened the secret manual in his hand.

The first volume of the Dry Yang True Law was only a thin nine pages, recording the general principles and introductory techniques of the Dry Yang True Law. Including annotations, it was about a thousand words.

Wei Changfeng quickly read through it once, then closed his eyes to recall and memorize it, and then re-read it to verify.

In just a short while, he returned the secret manual to Ouyang Feng.

"Have you memorized it all?"

Ouyang Feng asked in surprise, "Don't be overconfident, boy!"

Wei Changfeng smiled, "I dare not deceive you, Senior. I have memorized it all!"

Ouyang Feng stared at Wei Changfeng with wide eyes, looking incredulous and angry.

Having Wei Changfeng memorize the Dry Yang True Law was a small test. Martial arts secret techniques are different from ordinary books, especially the original and true transmission versions, which test the will and spirit of martial artists.

Many high-level techniques can make people spit blood just by reading them!

The Dry Yang True Law that Ouyang Feng transmitted to Wei Changfeng was not the original version but a true transmission version. Giving him two hours to memorize it was already quite strict.

However, what he never expected was that Wei Changfeng only used a short while, read it twice, and claimed to have memorized it all!

Ouyang Feng couldn't believe it and said angrily, "Fine! Since you say you have memorized it, let me test you. What is the incantation on the fourth line of the third page?"

Wei Changfeng answered without hesitation, "True yang returns to the martial veins, the spirit is calm and the mind is focused on the dantian..."

It was indeed all correct, without a single mistake!

Ouyang Feng scratched his head and asked a few more questions, and the answers were all the same!

He finally confirmed that Wei Changfeng was not boasting but had truly memorized the entire content of the Dry Yang True Law without any errors.

This elder master couldn't help but shake his head and say, "With your talent, why did you become an alchemist? If you had continued to study in the martial academy, you would have long advanced to the upper academy, and it's not impossible that you would have been selected by a major sect!"

Wei Changfeng smiled but said nothing.

His photographic memory was a talent from his previous life. No matter what kind of technique or secret manual, even if he couldn't understand the incantations, he could memorize them after reading them once.

This memory was not rote memorization but a perfect replication of the secret manual into his spirit. Whenever needed, he could recall it as if he were seeing the original version again.

The thousands of techniques and secret manuals he had collected in the past were all imprinted in his mind.

The first volume of the Dry Yang True Law was only nine pages, and reading it twice was already a sign of respect for Ouyang Feng.

This was not something he could explain in detail. The reason his predecessor left the martial academy was a bit complicated, so he didn't want to say much.

In Wei Changfeng's view, the strength of this elder master was undoubtedly very powerful, but he might have been in the library for too long and didn't know much about the situation in the martial academy.

There were many geniuses in the martial academy. Which of the disciples qualified to advance to the upper academy didn't have talent?

But having talent doesn't mean having the opportunity to become a superior person. Family background, wealth, and connections... For a poor and humble disciple to stand out among thousands of disciples was extremely difficult.

Even disciples from noble families needed to compete with each other. The open and hidden struggles between Dongfang Haoyang and Dongfang Lingtian were the best examples!

Ouyang Feng didn't mind Wei Changfeng's silence; he was just asking casually.

"Since you have wasted several years, you need to work harder. It's getting late, so go back for now..."

Ouyang Feng said, "Come early tomorrow to learn the Dry Yang True Law with me!"

Wei Changfeng, of course, had no objections and left the library after agreeing.

Just as he returned to the dormitory area, a lower academy disciple came up, clasped his fists, and asked, "Are you Senior Brother Wei Changfeng?"

Wei Changfeng had been back in the martial academy for some time, but he had either been in the library or out, so he didn't know many of his fellow students, and he didn't recognize this one.

Wei Changfeng nodded and said, "I am Wei Changfeng. Is there something you need?"

The lower academy disciple was very polite but had a hint of unwillingness in his words, "Senior Brother Wei, Senior Brother Wei Yiping from the upper academy is waiting for you in Room 7 of the Jia building. He has something to discuss with you!"

Wei Yiping!

This name was not unfamiliar to Wei Changfeng; in fact, he was very familiar with it.

Because Wei Yiping was the second son of Wei Deyou and his half-brother, a blood relative!

But in the memory of his predecessor, this second brother was not a good person.

Wei Deyou's wife, Wang Yun, had two sons. The eldest son, Wei Chengping, was uneducated and dissolute, a well-known playboy in Jingyun City, who had squandered a lot of wealth.

The second son, Wei Yiping, was very different. He was intelligent and talented and was the most favored.

Wei Yiping was sent to the Jingyun Martial Academy at a young age and was now an upper academy disciple with a good chance of advancing to the county martial academy to participate in the major sects' talent selection competition!

Wei Changfeng didn't know why Wei Yiping suddenly sought him out. In his memory, they were not relatives, and they were more like enemies.

After some thought, Wei Changfeng said coolly, "I understand. I will go when I have time."

The lower academy disciple was taken aback, "Senior Brother Wei, he is already waiting for you!"

The implication was that Wei Changfeng shouldn't be disrespectful!

Wei Changfeng sneered, "Whether he waits or not is his business, and whether I go or not is mine. Don't block my way!"

What a joke!

He, Wei Changfeng, was a man, not a dog that Wei Yiping could summon and dismiss at will. As the chief disciple of the library, his status was not inferior to that of an upper academy disciple. Why should he be humble and submissive!

Before the other person could react, Wei Changfeng pushed him aside and went back to his room.

The lower academy disciple's face turned red with anger, wanting to lash out but not daring to, and could only stomp his foot in frustration and leave.

Although the martial academy tacitly allowed competition among disciples, as long as it wasn't excessive, it wouldn't interfere.

However, the rules of hierarchy still existed. If a regular lower academy disciple was disrespectful to a chief disciple, there would be no good outcome.

After returning to his dormitory room, Wei Changfeng didn't close the door.

He sat in the front room and slowly sipped a cup of clear tea.

If Wei Yiping really had something important to discuss, he wouldn't be able to maintain his high and mighty attitude and would come to him.

But if it was just to show off his authority...

A fierce light flashed in Wei Changfeng's eyes!

He didn't have to wait long.

"Wei Changfeng, it's not easy to get you to come and talk!"

Just as he finished his tea, Wei Yiping appeared at the dormitory door, accompanied by two attendants.

This second son of the Wei Deyou family was just eighteen years old, tall and handsome, dressed in white, and had a graceful demeanor, but his face was now dark, making people feel a chill.

Wei Changfeng didn't even lift his eyelids and said, "Wei Yiping, I don't know what we have to talk about."

"But since you're here, I can't be impolite as the host. I can offer you a cup of clear tea."

He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Wei Yiping.

Wei Changfeng's cold response made Wei Yiping's eyes twitch, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Having tea is not bad!"

He suddenly smiled, walked straight to the opposite side of Wei Changfeng, sat down, and took a sip of the tea.

"Third brother, how have you been recently?"

Wei Changfeng smiled and replied, "Not bad, just a bit busy as a chief disciple."

Hearing these words, Wei Yiping's fake smile almost couldn't hold!

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