Daily Instruction

On this day, the sun shone brightly, and a gentle breeze blew.

Ichigo Kurosaki, accompanied by Uryū Ishida, stormed into the Isshin Dojo. Both children wore expressions of defiance, especially Ichigo Kurosaki, whose large eyes were filled with grievance and resentment.

"Teacher!" Ichigo Kurosaki shouted, "The martial arts we've learned don't seem to be as good as Taekwondo!"

Liu Ziyun was meditating in the courtyard when he heard this sudden accusation and slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the two pouting little ones, a smile of amusement curled at the corner of his lips, "Oh? Where did you get that idea? Not as good as Taekwondo?"

Ichigo Kurosaki pouted, his pitiful little face making everyone's heart ache. "But I've fought with other kids, and they beat me so easily!"

Liu Ziyun stood up, walked up to him, and looked down at him. "You haven't even mastered your boxing skills yet, and you've already learned to fight people?"

Ichigo Kurosaki paused for a moment, then protested indignantly, "Haven't you mastered it yet? But I'm clearly playing very smoothly!"

Liu Ziyun shook his head, a gesture tinged with helplessness and affection. "Right now, you only know the name, not the method; you only know the outline, not the details; you only know the details, not the essence. You truly do not know."

Uryū Ishida scratched his head, his small eyes full of confusion. "Teacher, what... do you mean?"

Liu Ziyun sighed, a sigh tinged with the helplessness of "you're all still young": "Sigh, never mind. Come with me."

He turned and walked towards the inner courtyard, with the two little children following closely behind, their short legs running very fast.

The inner courtyard is a restricted area of the Martial Arts Hall, and Liu Ziyun anyone from entering. It is paved with bluestone slabs, planted with several old locust trees, and has a few wooden dummy dummies in the corner.

Liu Ziyun to the center of the courtyard, took a deep breath, and then slowly assumed a fighting stance.

The initial stance.

His movements were slow and fluid, like flowing water. At first, the two little children couldn't see anything special about them; they just thought the teacher's movements were beautiful, like he was dancing.

But as Liu Ziyun's movements became faster and faster, strange phenomena began to appear.

On the ground, the scattered dust, fallen leaves, and pebbles seemed to be drawn by some invisible force and began to move slowly. They spun around Liu Ziyun, gathering around him and forming a slowly rotating vortex.

The two little babies' eyes widened even more.

The vortex spun faster and faster, gathering more and more debris—dust, fallen leaves, pebbles—all pooling between Liu Ziyun's hands, forming a sphere the size of a fist.

With Liu Ziyun sent the clump of debris toward a wooden dummy.

"Bang!"

The wooden dummy fell to the ground upon being bumped by this seemingly insignificant piece of debris.

Ichigo Kurosaki and Uryū Ishida were so shocked that they stared in disbelief, their mouths agape enough to fit an egg.

Liu Ziyun his stance, dusted off his hands, and turned to the two children. "I was just demonstrating, so the power wasn't very great. If it really came to a killing blow, that wooden dummy would have been broken in two."

He walked to another rotating wooden dummy. "Let me show you again the offensive power of each move in Tai Chi."

After saying that, he started practicing Tai Chi again.

This time, his movements still appeared light and airy, but each strike on the wooden dummy caused it to spin wildly. The spinning speed increased rapidly, becoming dazzlingly fast.

Then, Liu Ziyun gently exerted his strength—

"Snap!"

One of the wooden dummy's arms snapped off and flew a long distance away.

Before the two little children could react, there were several more "crack" sounds, and the remaining arms of the wooden dummy broke off one after another, flying off.

Liu Ziyun withdrew his fist and turned to look at the two little ones.

Ichigo Kurosaki and Uryū Ishida's eyes widened like saucers, their mouths agape enough to fit two eggs. Their faces were filled with shock, admiration, and a hint of... awe.

Liu Ziyun up to them, squatted down, and looked them in the eye. "Right now, you've only learned the movements. You haven't learned how to exert force yet. So, you can't be considered to have mastered it at all. You've only just touched the threshold of the beginner's level."

He reached out and gently patted the two little ones' heads. "So, it's normal that you can't beat others. Even those kids who haven't learned any martial arts, you still can't beat them."

Ichigo Kurosaki and hurriedly asked, "Then when will we be as strong as you, Sensei?"

Liu Ziyun smiled. In that smile were kindness, encouragement, and a deeper, indescribable meaning. "Only after you've mastered the movements can I teach you how to exert force. Otherwise, you'll injure yourselves."

He paused, then continued, "If it's just to the level I've reached in practicing on the wooden dummy, a few years would suffice. But to the level you just saw, where you move with the wind, that's not something you can achieve just through practice. It also requires comprehension and perseverance."

Ichigo Kurosaki and Uryū Ishida exchanged a glance, then nodded in unison. Their little heads bobbed like chicks pecking at rice. "We'll do our best!"

Just then, footsteps came from the entrance to the inner courtyard.

Isshin Kurosaki and Ryūken Ishida emerged from behind the door. Their faces held a mixture of shock, admiration, and an indescribable complexity.

Isshin Kurosaki walked up to Liu Ziyun and exclaimed sincerely, "Mr. Liu, your kung fu is truly unfathomable!"

Liu Ziyun rolled his eyes, a hint of mockery in his gesture. "This little bit of stuff, and you call it unfathomable? Are you being sarcastic?"

Ryūken Ishida adjusted his glasses, a serious expression in his voice. "No, Mr. Liu. Your movements are fluid and natural, yet they seem to move everything around you in unison. It's as if you've become one with your surroundings. It's truly astonishing."

Liu Ziyun looked at him, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. "That's called 'Unity of Heaven and Man.' However, I'm still far from that level. A true master can influence nature with every gesture."

He sighed, a sigh tinged with longing and regret, "Alas, I wonder when I'll be able to reach that level."

Isshin Kurosaki and Ryūken Ishida were shocked upon hearing this. They exchanged a glance, both seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes.

[He can do this without using any power. Then what about the powerful figures he speaks of? They must be even more terrifying.]

Isshin Kurosaki stepped forward, his face filled with longing. "Um, Mr. Liu, can we learn from you?"

Liu Ziyun glanced at him, a sly glint in his eyes. "Sure. Just pay the tuition."

Isshin Kurosaki's face darkened, but he still nodded. "Oh... of course. As long as you're willing to teach us."

Ryūken Ishida adjusted his glasses, a hint of inquiry in his gesture. "Mr. Liu, are you short of money?"

Liu Ziyun nodded, his expression utterly sincere. "Yes, it is lacking. Martial arts training requires a large amount of rare and precious herbs to nourish the body, so the consumption is enormous."

Ryūken Ishida and Isshin Kurosaki both rolled their eyes.

[You're a Soul Reaper, what kind of nourishment do you have for flesh! You just don't want to say what you need the money for, so you make up some excuse!]

Seeing their expressions, Liu Ziyun didn't explain, but simply smiled and changed the subject, "You two didn't come here today just to watch me practice boxing, did you? Is there something you need?"

Isshin Kurosaki's expression turned serious. He glanced around and lowered his voice, saying, "It's not convenient to talk about this here."

Liu Ziyun nodded, then turned to Ichigo Kurosaki and Uryū Ishida and said, "You two, go practice Tai Chi in the Martial Arts Hall's main hall. No slacking off."

The two little children nodded in unison, then ran off happily.

Liu Ziyun led Isshin Kurosaki and Ryūken Ishida to a tea room. The tea room was small, but elegantly decorated. A traditional Chinese ink painting hung on the wall, and a pot of orchids was placed in the corner, giving the whole space a tranquil atmosphere.

Liu Ziyun brewed tea for the two of them, and then the three of them sat around the table. "So, what is it?"

Ryūken Ishida put down his teacup, his expression grave. "Recently, there have been more Hollows. Some Soul Reaper have also appeared around my house. I wonder what their purpose is."

Liu Ziyun frowned slightly. He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then slowly said, "This place is inherently a place of great spiritual energy, so a little more emptiness isn't anything special. However, the extra Soul Reapers around your house..."

He paused, a sharp glint in his eyes. "This... it's possible someone wants to research Quincy."

Isshin Kurosaki's eyes widened in surprise. "This is the Reincarnation Land?"

Liu Ziyun nodded. "Yes. I don't know exactly when it started. And Aizen's future goal is also to refine this place, to artificially create the 'King’s Key' and open the gate to the Soul King Palace."

Isshin Kurosaki's expression turned serious. "Really? Then what do we do?"

Liu Ziyun waved his hand, a gesture tinged with composure. "Just watch. In a few years, have Kisuke make a fake and replace this place. Then, the battlefield will be in this fake."

He looked at Isshin Kurosaki, a hint of something deeper in his eyes. "However, the final battle will depend on your son. Don't hold back then."

Isshin Kurosaki curled his lip, his expression one of utter disdain. "That little brat?"

Liu Ziyun ignored his disdain and turned to Ryūken Ishida: "What about those Soul Reapers surrounding your house?"

Ryūken Ishida adjusted his glasses. "That's exactly what I wanted to ask."

Liu Ziyun and said, "I'll go back to Soul Society today and see if I can get Old Man Yama to intervene and make them withdraw."

Ryūken Ishida bowed slightly. "Then I'll have to trouble you Mr. Liu."

Liu Ziyun waved his hand. "I haven't shown my strength yet, so I can't guarantee they'll listen to me. So, you all need to be careful."

He paused, his tone becoming even more serious. "However, they dare not act openly. At most, they can only lure Xu into making a move, and then they come to collect the corpse."

Ryūken Ishida nodded. "Okay, I understand."

Liu Ziyun stood up. "Alright, if there's nothing else, let's go down."

The three arrived at the Martial Arts Hall and saw two little ones practicing Tai Chi in a very serious manner. Although their movements were still a bit clumsy, they were already showing some promise.

When Ichigo Kurosaki saw his father, he ran over excitedly, "Dad! Teacher is amazing! He even broke the wooden dummy!"

Isshin Kurosaki patted his head, his eyes filled with affection. "Yes, Daddy saw it. You must learn well from your teacher."

Ichigo Kurosaki nodded vigorously. "Yes!"

Ryūken Ishida walked over to Uryū Ishida and whispered, "Study hard."

Uryū Ishida nodded, a determined light shining in his small eyes.

Isshin Kurosaki and Ryūken Ishida Liu Ziyun. Liu Ziyun said, "If you want to learn martial arts, you can come anytime."

The two responded and left the Martial Arts Hall with the child.

Liu Ziyun stood at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall, watching their figures disappear at the end of the street.

He turned around and went back into the hall to continue teaching the two little children.