Chapter 44

The next morning.

By the Da Cang River outside the city, in a mulberry grove.

It was still dark, but Huang Ganjun was already waiting there.

Until the sky was about to dawn, a tall and slender figure slowly approached from the distance.

He wore a green robe, looking calm and detached.

It was Su Yi.

"Brother Su!"

Huang Ganjun immediately smiled and hurried over.

In his hand, he held a beautifully crafted pear wood lunch box and a pot of warmed aged wine.

"You haven't eaten yet, right? This is bone soup and breakfast that I asked my cook to prepare, and this pot of wine is a thirty-year-old vintage from my father's wine cellar."

Huang Ganjun said with a chuckle.

Su Yi was taken aback for a moment and said, "Put these aside first. I'll enjoy them after I finish my cultivation."

As he spoke, he walked into the mulberry grove and began practicing the Crane and Pine Body Strengthening Technique on his own.

Huang Ganjun waited nearby.

With his eyes, he could only see that the technique Su Yi was practicing was quite extraordinary, but he couldn't understand its subtleties at all.

Therefore, he remained calm, unlike the initial shock that Xiao Tianque and Zijin had when they saw this scene.

By the time Su Yi finished his cultivation, it was already an hour later.

Huang Ganjun quickly opened the lunch box, took out the bone soup and breakfast, and placed them on a stone in the grove. He then opened the pot of aged wine and began pouring it.

Su Yi didn't hesitate, casually sitting on one side of the large stone, eating and drinking while saying, "Do you know why I asked you to wait here today?"

Huang Ganjun shook his head and said, "I've thought about it, but I can't figure it out."

"Half a month from now, the Dragon Gate Banquet will begin. Since you are now working with me, I can't let you perform poorly at the Dragon Gate Banquet."

Su Yi took a sip of wine, savoring it for a moment, and nodded in approval. The taste of this aged wine was indeed exceptional.

Huang Ganjun suddenly became excited, almost incoherent, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Su... Brother Su, are you going to guide me in cultivation?"

"Something like that."

Su Yi tasted the bone soup in the earthen pot, finding it incredibly delicious and clearly enhanced with many precious herbs, which would greatly benefit a martial artist's cultivation.

"This... this..."

Huang Ganjun felt as if he had been hit by a falling pie from the sky, his head spinning.

He had thought of various possibilities last night, but never imagined that Su Yi would actually guide him in cultivation!

"Don't just stand there. Go and practice the martial arts you are most skilled at."

Su Yi pointed to an open space nearby.

Huang Ganjun quickly agreed and went to the open space.

He took a deep breath, remained still, and only moved after his mind was calm.

Swish!

His figure was agile, his punches powerful and expansive, exuding a strong and robust aura.

This was the Huang family's ultimate technique, the "Xingyi Liuhe Quan" (Form and Intent Six Harmonies Fist).

Su Yi ate and drank while watching.

Gradually, he couldn't eat or drink anymore.

His brows furrowed.

By the time Huang Ganjun finished practicing the "Xingyi Liuhe Quan," Su Yi held his forehead, feeling a headache.

"Brother Su, I've finished practicing."

Huang Ganjun, drenched in sweat, walked over, looking spirited.

"Your martial foundation is barely passable, but your martial arts skills are terrible, no, they are abysmal."

Su Yi sighed. Watching Huang Ganjun practice just now made him feel uncomfortable, and even the food he had eaten lost its flavor.

Huang Ganjun's expression froze, feeling utterly defeated. After a while, he said shamefully, "Brother Su, I will work hard to improve!"

However, he still had some doubts. Although he was only at the physical cultivation level, according to his father, his martial foundation was extremely solid, and he had a good grasp of the "Xingyi Liuhe Quan," far from being as bad as Su Yi described...

But Huang Ganjun was sensible and didn't argue.

Su Yi stood up and went to the open space, saying, "What is Xingyi? It means both form and intent!"

"The Xingyi Liuhe Quan combines heart and intent, intent and qi, qi and strength, shoulder and hip, elbow and knee, hand and foot, striking with precision and power."

As he spoke, Su Yi's figure suddenly moved, demonstrating the Huang family's ultimate technique, the "Xingyi Liuhe Quan."

When he punched, he twisted, wrapped, drilled, and flipped, all in perfect harmony with his body, making his entire body like a tightly wound rope, his aura becoming as majestic as a mountain, powerful and domineering.

When he moved, he stepped like a plow, and his feet landed like roots.

His figure was firm but not stiff, soft but not weak, his strength smooth and solid.

Huang Ganjun's pupils suddenly contracted, his mind trembling. This...

"Remember, the core of this fist technique lies in the four words 'Xingyi Ruyi' (Form and Intent as One). This way, the real and the illusory coexist, the hard and the soft complement each other, and movement and stillness are appropriate."

"Each punch should be like raising a divine hammer to strike the sky, creating a sound that shakes the heavens and stuns the soul!"

From a distance, it seemed that when Su Yi punched, his strength was like lifting a mountain to shake the heavens, like a giant hammer striking the sky.

The domineering aura was so overwhelming that it made Huang Ganjun's mind tremble, his breath catch, and his skin tighten, his hair standing on end.

Just watching from a distance was already awe-inspiring!

"Is this... the Xingyi Liuhe Quan of the Huang family?"

Huang Ganjun was stunned, almost biting his tongue, his eyes darting around.

Even his father's practice of this technique was far from having such a domineering and awe-inspiring aura!

After a while.

Su Yi finished his practice, looking calm and composed.

"Did you understand?" he asked.

Huang Ganjun was dazed for a moment and said sheepishly, "Brother Su, I... understood a little, but I can't grasp the essence..."

His voice grew softer, and his head lowered.

He was too stunned to seriously appreciate the subtleties just now.

"This kid is even worse than the lowest-level Yin soul..."

Su Yi shook his head inwardly.

After some thought, he broke off a branch of a mulberry tree and began writing on the sandy ground.

After a moment, he casually threw away the branch and said, "This is a breathing technique I created on the spot. It's not particularly powerful, but it is the most suitable for the Huang family's Xingyi Liuhe Quan. Memorize it and start practicing it from today."

Huang Ganjun hurriedly approached and looked carefully.

"Also, every morning, come here and wait. I will guide you in the fist technique."

"However, I will only guide you for seven days. If you can't grasp the subtleties in seven days, don't follow me anymore."

"Think about it here. I'll go ahead."

With that, Su Yi turned and left.

Huang Ganjun stood there for a moment, then took a deep breath and clenched his teeth, saying fiercely,

"Brother Su is bestowing a great fortune upon me. If I can't seize it, I might as well bash my head in!"

...

"It's true, not everyone in the world is a naturally gifted genius, especially in this world of scarce spiritual energy. I shouldn't expect too much from Huang Ganjun..."

Only when he returned to the Apricot Yellow Medical Hall did Su Yi feel relieved.

After all, he had the experience of his past life and had seen too many incredibly talented geniuses, subconsciously making his expectations for Huang Ganjun too high.

Inside the medical hall.

When he saw Su Yi, the manager Hu Quan hurriedly said, "Son-in-law, Miss Lingxue has brought two guests. They are waiting for you in the 'Apricot Yellow Cottage.'"

Apricot Yellow Cottage.

This was the name of the courtyard where Su Yi lived.

"Two guests?"

Su Yi was slightly taken aback but nodded and left through the back door of the medical hall.

When he pushed open the courtyard gate, he saw three figures standing under a large locust tree in the courtyard, talking.

One of them was Wen Lingxue.

The young girl was wearing a light green dress, outlining her slender and graceful figure. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing a long, slender neck. Standing in the sunlight, her delicate and fair skin glowed softly, looking beautiful and vibrant.

It had been seven days since the last banquet, and he hadn't seen his sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, you're back."

When she saw Su Yi, Wen Lingxue immediately smiled with joy, her eyelashes curved, her eyes like water, waving her fair and delicate right hand in greeting.

Her voice was cheerful and sweet.

The corners of Su Yi's lips curled up, a smile appearing. Facing such a bright and lively beautiful girl, how could he not feel happy?

However, when he saw the man and woman beside Wen Lingxue, his brows furrowed slightly, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.

"Senior Brother Su."

The woman turned around, looking at Su Yi with a complex expression.

She was dressed in luxurious clothing, with a beautiful face, standing there with the grace of a lily in a secluded valley. Her eyes, when they moved, inadvertently revealed a hint of melancholy and sorrow, making her look pitiful and endearing.

"Why are you here?"

Su Yi's expression was calm, but his mind was recalling memories related to this woman.

Nanying.

The only female disciple in the Qinghe Sword Mansion's outer sect who had once been close to him. She was gentle and kind, extremely admiring and respecting him, often accompanying him.

At that time, he had not yet awakened his past life's memories, and his personality was isolated and gloomy, with few friends. Nanying's presence had given him great comfort.

They had been together for three years.

Although they never officially called themselves a couple, to outsiders, they seemed no different from a couple.

But after his cultivation suddenly disappeared and he became a discarded disciple of the Qinghe Sword Mansion, Nanying disappeared from his life...

Until he married into the Wen family, he was still heartbroken and unable to let go, often impulsively wanting to find Nanying and ask her why she was so heartless.

For a long time, his feelings for Nanying were like a knot in his heart, causing him deep sorrow and pain whenever he thought about it.

However, after awakening his past life's memories, everything changed.

But Su Yi didn't expect this woman to appear at this time.

What did she come for?

"I... I came with Senior Brother Ni Hao, following Uncle Zhou Huaiqiu, to gain experience in the world. Yesterday, when we passed through Guangling City, we heard some news about Senior Brother Su, so I wanted to come and see you."

Nanying lightly bit her cherry lips, a hint of sorrow appearing on her face, making her look even more pitiful.

"Junior Brother Su."

Beside Nanying stood a tall and handsome young man in a golden robe. He nodded slightly toward Su Yi, his expression showing a hint of arrogance.

But in his eyes, there was a hidden coldness and disdain.

Clearly, his greeting was out of politeness, not respect for Su Yi.

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