Jing Province.
Before dawn, before the red sun rose, was the darkest hour of the day.
On the Back Mountain of Kunwu Mountain.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Facing the howling morning wind, Fang Xuan slowly practiced his fists.
Whenever he had spare time, he liked to practice boxing. This habit had formed back in Pingjiang County. He had not practiced his fists for a long time after reaching the Spirit Wandering Realm, but after touching upon the transcendent realm, he picked up the habit again.
Of course, besides boxing, there was also reading and writing.
No one's life consisted solely of cultivation. He had once worshipped bitter cultivation and carried it through without the slightest compromise, but after comprehending the Heaven and Earth Order, he discovered that since martial artists were born between heaven and earth, they ought to follow nature and follow their hearts.
Whoosh~
He calmly spread his stance. Within the unhurried flow of his fists seemed to lie the great Dao of heaven and earth. Faintly, as Fang Xuan's fist forms changed, the world around him shifted along with them.
At a certain moment, Fang Xuan lifted his gaze and looked toward the still-dark night sky. Endless firelight gathered from between heaven and earth, while an indescribable aura flashed past in an instant.
Fang Xuan slowly withdrew his stance. In the depths of his eyes, mountains, rivers, and the great Dao seemed to flicker past.
"Follow heaven and earth, sense the Heavenly Dao... so this is the true martial path."
"Making oneself into the martial path is inferior to making the Heavenly Dao into the martial path!"
A streak of azure light swept past.
"Using the Heavenly Dao to temper your own martial path... Fang Xuan, you have given me another unimaginable surprise!"
Ruan Hong stood atop a tree