Refreshed.
Comfortable.
More refreshed than ever before.
More comfortable than ever before.
Jing Tian felt his entire body brimming with strength, with inexhaustible power.
Jing Tian felt that, right now, he could punch a cow to death with a single blow.
That was simply what he thought.
It did not matter what others thought; what mattered was what he thought.
Jing Tian had originally felt that taking Hun Xiu as his master had put him at a disadvantage.
But now...
The feeling of being filled with power made Jing Tian understand.
He had not acknowledged this master for nothing.
His master truly was remarkable.
In just one night, Jing Tian had opened his Ren Du Meridians, which counted as gaining an introductory grasp of this cultivation technique.
With Jing Tian's talent and aptitude, so long as he was willing to cultivate diligently,
it would not be long before he reached Fei Peng's level.
After all,
Jing Tian possessed Fei Peng's foundation.
Coupled with Fei Peng's cultivation technique, restoring his strength to its peak was merely a matter of course and time.
As Jing Tian cultivated, memories that belonged to Fei Peng continuously surfaced in his mind.
Jing Tian rubbed his head and muttered, "What are those images flashing through my mind?"
"Xi Yao?"
"Who is Xi Yao?"
"And why do Xi Yao and Tang Xuejian look exactly alike?"
"..."
Unable to figure it out, Jing Tian could only force those images from his mind.
When he had the time, he would definitely ask that cheap master of his what those images were about. He had clearly never experienced any of it, so why did it feel so clear and real? As though he had truly lived through it.
Yet he did not have the slightest recollection of it.
Jing