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Chapter 197 - 197: 151 Is this a bit unreasonable? 2

Feng Qing’an simply flipped through one. It recorded a rather profound martial arts internal cultivation method, as well as matching methods for tempering the body, also known as horizontal training kung fu. As he continued to flip through the second one, the more he read, the more surprised he became.

No wonder this Military Judge has referred to these as martial arts manuals because they include almost ten different levels of chakra cultivation and even matching external skills. The necessary formulas for the single pills, diets, taboos, etc., required for cultivation, are all included.

Aside from the martial arts’ internal and external arts, there are documented techniques using various weapons such as, knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes etc. These include detailed mastery and application of strength.

This was the section that interested Feng Qing’an the most. He was not interested in practicing martial arts right now. Regardless of whether he had a talent for martial arts given the broad scope of the martial arts manual he had acquired, the level it involved was not high, at least not in Feng Qing’an’s eyes.

The realm of martial arts cultivation is divided into acquired and innate. Acquired warriors, who are the most common and numerous, focus their cultivation on internal strength or body tempering. Once they have accumulated to a certain level, they can undergo a transformation and return to the innate.

However, becoming an innate warrior is one in a hundred, one in a thousand.

Above innate warriors, there are Gang Sha, Mixed Element, Divine Pill, and the Heavenly Realm, which is referred to as Human Immortal in martial arts.

From this, Feng Qing’an realized that martial arts is also a pathway to longevity. Its upper limit is far beyond Feng Qing’an’s original estimation. Even so, Feng Qing’an had no intention of practicing it.

The so-called martial arts manual in his hands, the most profound cultivation method it included, could only reach the level of the Divine Pill. The most frustrating thing was that even the creator of this cultivation method, who had left the manual, had not cultivated to this level himself.

Even if Feng Qing’an was crazy, he would not practice such a martial arts inheritance, he would only use it as a reference. After all, the cultivation of martial arts seeks internalization rather than externalization. It aims to unlock the potential contained within one’s physical body, which proves highly beneficial.

Engrossed in reading, Feng Qing’an lost track of time as the sun had already reached the zenith. When he came back to his senses, he couldn’t help but sigh at how time flies. This was only a simple glance.

Even this not so profound martial arts inheritance requires him to spend a lot of time digesting it because there are just too many techniques in it that are beneficial for him.

“You little thing, can you understand it too?”

At this point, Feng Qing’an also discovered something that surprised him. This little Golden-scaled Flood Dragon had been wrapped around his wrist for so long, keeping up with his reading. Its posture hadn’t changed much.

Hmm-

Seeing Feng Qing’an about to close the book, the small flood dragon let out a faint mist from its scales. Its small body, held up by the light mist, flew up and landed on the pages of the book. It looked back at Feng Qing’an, and made a

low hum. “Do you want to continue reading?”

Hmm-

“Then keep reading!”

Feng Qing’an had no objections. The paper used in this martial arts manual was not ordinary, it could not be dampened by the slightest mist and was not easily damaged.

Hmm-

Feeling the joyous mood of the Golden Dragon Armor, Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but smile. After standing up and stretching lazily, he opened the door and went out for food.

Cook by himself? That’s out of the question. Jiangyang Prefecture had so many delicacies he had yet to try, there was no need to fuss over cooking himself.

The next day, early morning

Black Mountain, who had recently warmed up to Bai Yao, was left dumbfounded as he watched the figure in the golden armor practicing martial arts in the courtyard. As a Ghost Wolf who had grown by devouring evil spirits, Black Mountain was very sure that there was no one inside this set of golden armor at the moment.

However, the fist this set of armor swung at the moment, like a moving cloud, like flowing water, had an ineffable momentum that gave Black Mountain a slight sense of oppression.

The fist winds brought up by the punch even made Black Mountain’s fur flutter, as if a martial arts master with considerable attainment was practicing martial arts in this seemingly heavy and undetectable armor in the early morning.

This made Black Mountain somewhat unsure of his own judgment for a while. He led Bai Yao, who was also staring, into Feng Qing’an’s bedroom. As soon as they entered, they saw Feng Qing’an, who was just getting up from bed.

“It’s not me!”

At this moment, Feng Qing’an’s expression was incredibly complicated. As he stared at Black Mountain, he slowly exhaled. As a guardian beast master, he naturally understood all the changes in the Dragon Armor.

When he left yesterday, he already noticed that something was off with this armor. By the time it was night, the Dragon Armor transformed into a human form and began practicing its punches. Then he knew something was wrong.

Martial madness!

In every profession, even in each major cultivation system, there are always fanatics who would sacrifice, even ignore everything, for what they love and want.

However, Feng Qing’an really could not understand how a decent set of armor could become martially mad?

An armor just needed to dutifully help its master withstand injuries, it didn’t need to act so extraordinarily, even if it developed consciousness and interest in other things.

Howl-

Once it confirmed Feng Qing’an was in the room, Black Mountain was even more puzzled about what the armor was doing. It was just a piece of scrap metal, right? What was up with it attempting human martial arts?

Although it could form into a human shape, its internal structure was completely different, its force exertion was different too. The armor practicing human martial arts was just too bizarre.

“Let it be, there’s no need to interfere!”

Feng Qing’an pondered for a moment before making such a decision. As strange as it felt, there was no need to interfere. After all, the armor learning martial arts wouldn’t impact anything.

Howl-

Black Mountain whimpered once, signaling it understood. Since Feng Qing’an had spoken, it naturally wouldn’t intervene.

However, the Dragon Armor, as an armor, did not need to eat, sleep, or rest. So, in the absence of interference from Feng Qing’an, it only did two things.

It sat down to read the martial arts manual attentively from morning till night. When it stood up, it would practice the martial arts techniques recorded in the manual.

Working tirelessly day and night, its crazed commitment pressured even Black

Mountain. The latter didn’t even feel like fooling around with Bai Yao anymore.

Black Mountain now understood that its master had entered a pact with this scrap metal. In a way, it was its junior. Their statuses were equal.

Under these circumstances, seeing the scrap metal practicing or reading each day, Black Mountain struggled to remain at ease. Even though it had gone through extensive combat and training, and rightly deserved some rest and relaxation.

Nevertheless, in the face of the pressure from the Dragon Armor, Black Mountain no longer played around with Bai Yao.

Every night, as soon as the moon appeared, Black Mountain would climb onto the roof to absorb moonlight. Even during the changing of the day, it didn’t come down and continued to absorb the daylight, drawing in the Essence of the Sun, until it could no longer bear it and came down from the rooftop.

Faced with Black Mountain suddenly training tirelessly, drawing the essence of sun and moon, Bai Yao, who was originally stronger than Black Mountain, was now falling behind. She couldn’t maintain her relaxed attitude anymore.

Seeing Black Mountain working so hard despite being stronger, she too had to follow its footsteps to train hard. Even if she was nourished by Feng Qing’an every day, she couldn’t slack off.

Feng Qing’an came back to the courtyard just in time for curfew, only to see the golden armor practicing swordsmanship using tree branches as substitutes.

If he looked up, he would see the two wolves, Black and White, on the roof beam, absorbing the moonlight.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing’an fell into deep thought. When did this start happening? The atmosphere of the courtyard was peaceful and harmonious when he first moved in. So, how did it become so intense?

“Training! ”

After spending the day outside, enjoying food and fun, Feng Qing’an, under the influence of this atmosphere, went into his room to begin his daily cultivation..