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Seeing Dong Wenfeng agree, the old man thought for a bit and finally asked, "Is your wound alright?"

Dong Wenfeng was stunned. For a moment, he felt a bit embarrassed and touched. He didn't expect the old man to look so bad. But now, it was his own wound that was acting up.

He quickly waved his hand. "It's no big deal. I've already stopped bleeding and taken some medicine. Besides, it hurts a little when I move around."

The old man nodded. "I've always roamed the depths of the mountains, and the sky was my bed, so I didn't give you a place to stay. Since you really want to learn …"

The old man pointed to a mountain in the distance. "You can look for me there at ten o'clock every night. I'll teach you."

Dong Wenfeng thought to himself, why does this sound so much like a legend of the Condor Hero? Could it be that this old man is from the True God School? After thinking about it, he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he replied, "Okay."

Although Dong Wenfeng didn't say much, the old man looked at Dong Wenfeng more favorably. He nodded repeatedly and stroked his beard, "Let me first explain to you the existence of the cultivation world and its basic situation."

Dong Wenfeng suddenly accepted a new matter. For a moment, he was in a daze. He felt inexplicably nervous and listened attentively to the old man's introduction.

Simply put, what the old man said about cultivation was about the same as what Dong Wenfeng knew. Since a person's physical strength had reached its limit, then in order to become stronger, one shouldn't use physical strength. Instead, one should use something even more powerful than physical strength, something that was inexhaustible — the Nature Energy.

Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was a natural thing. Once it was used by someone, it was equivalent to the entire nature helping out. Naturally, whether it was strength or speed, it would be much stronger.

As for the main method of cultivation, the first step was to channel the Qi into the body. The more spiritual energy one had, the greater the ability, and the more spiritual energy one had. This was the process of cultivation.

When he had enough spiritual energy, he would become one with the world. From now on, he could use the spiritual energy of the world as he wished, even without absorbing it. However, this was only an ideal situation. The old man had never seen or heard of it. To date, there had never been anyone who had reached this level. Therefore, it was just a way of explaining to the crowd.

With the depth of cultivation, according to the level of ability and meridian penetration, it could be divided into four levels, the Sky Realm was the strongest, the Yellow Rank was the weakest, and above the Heaven Stage was the Innate Realm. According to the old man, those in the Innate Realm were very rare, so it was unknown whether the Innate Realm was still divided into the Sky and Earth.

Dong Wenfeng's ability was extremely strong. Plus, his talent was not ordinary, so just the limits of his body alone was enough to match up to a Yellow Rank. This was also the reason why Duan Tongzhou, as a Yellow Rank expert, couldn't defeat his opponent in such a short period of time.

When the old man was singing in the mountains, he had noticed that the other party's reaction to the forest was much more sensitive. He had carefully probed earlier and realized that the other party's cultivation talent was even more heaven-defying, so once he started cultivating, Dong Wenfeng would definitely be invincible in the same realm. Not to mention, the old man's own cultivation technique was not a secret.

When he heard the old man praise him, Dong Wenfeng smiled and said, "It seems like I've picked up a big bargain."

The old man smiled even more proudly, "Finally, you said something good, your wounds will not heal for a while, so I will teach you some chants. You enter the sect first, once you become a Yellow Rank, your wounds will heal at a rate of more than twice as fast as they are now. When you go up the mountain tomorrow, I will bring you into my sect and teach you some things."

Dong Wenfeng immediately felt a little embarrassed, "Hearing you say this just now, I feel that cultivation isn't a simple task. You actually let me enter the yellow level within a day. Isn't that a joke?"

The old man proudly waved his hand, and his movements looked like a monkey's, "You don't know this, it's actually not difficult for you to enter the sect." The old man proudly waved his hand, and his movements looked like a monkey's, "You don't know this, it's actually not difficult for you to enter the sect.

"As for you, not only are you more talented than the others, you've also been practicing the breathing technique for seven or eight years." As for you, not only are you more talented than the others, you've also been practicing the breathing technique for seven or eight years.

Dong Wenfeng hastily cut him off, "Wait, I haven't contacted the breathing technique before."

The old man scoffed, "You're so stupid. I can feel it. You should be using some breathing exercise often. Maybe you don't know it yourself."

Only now did Dong Wenfeng remember that when he had just joined the army, his captain, the previous weapons specialist, had taught him how to breathe. According to the other party's method, he would be able to quickly relieve his fatigue, so he had maintained this habit for so many years.

From the looks of it, this should be the so-called breathing exercise.

I wonder how Captain learned this breathing technique? Or could it be that the opponent was also a cultivator? He didn't even know?

Dong Wenfeng shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He followed the old man's instructions and memorized the chants before leaving. The two made an appointment to meet on the mountain top the next night.

After returning home, Dong Wenfeng first cleaned up his wounds and made a phone call to Tiger and Mouse. After confirming that Ke'er was safe, he let out a sigh of relief.

Hu Zi had always been worried about Dong Wenfeng, but now he was asking on the phone, "Captain, are you alright? After we ran out, I didn't see you. I thought something had happened to you."

Dong Wenfeng acknowledged, "It's fine. I might have to trouble you guys recently. If you guys have nothing else, can you help me protect Ren Ke secretly? Otherwise, I won't be able to rest my mind. Wait …"

He lowered his head to look at his wounds. "Once I settle the issues of the Flying Tiger and He family …"

In other words, Dong Wenfeng himself was actually a bit embarrassed. After all, this was his own problem and he shouldn't have involved Tiger and Mouse.

Before he could finish, Mouse had already snatched Hu Zi's phone, "Captain, don't worry. Even if you don't say anything, we will still protect sister-in-law."

Just as he finished speaking, Hu Zi's muffled voice could be heard, "That's right, Captain, you can rest assured. Leave this matter to us. You can go and do other things."

Since he was already safe from Ke Er, Dong Wenfeng was completely at ease. He took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged, and started cultivating according to the instructions of the old man.

According to the old man's words, Dong Wenfeng closed his eyes and entered the anatta mental state, channeling Qi into his body. For a moment, he felt his entire body becoming soft, as if there was a soft light shining on it.