As the eastern sun rose, thousands of rays of dawn burst forth in magnificent splendor. Jiang Hao assumed a cultivation posture and absorbed that wisp of Eastward Purple Qi.
After swallowing the mouthful of purple qi and circulating it through one cycle, Jiang Hao felt refreshed and invigorated. The exhaustion from reading all night vanished, and he was once again brimming with energy.
Just then, Qi Xiuyuan and Ma Sichun emerged from their room. Upon seeing Jiang Hao, they bowed. "Good morning, Uncle. Are you practicing?"
"Xiuyuan, Sichun, you've both cultivated the Heavenly Escape Swordplay, right? Could you demonstrate it for me?" Jiang Hao asked.
Strictly speaking, he should have sought guidance from Old Daoist Xuanji regarding cultivation. As their master, Old Daoist Xuanji had the responsibility of teaching them cultivation methods. But Jiang Hao felt there was no need to trouble him over these beginner techniques for now.
If he encountered difficulties after getting started, it would not be too late to consult True Lord Xuanji.
As for whether it was embarrassing to seek instruction from juniors, Jiang Hao had no such concerns. Those who excelled were teachers. Qi Xiuyuan and Ma Sichun had studied the Dao at Laoshan for over thirty years and were outstanding disciples there. They were perfectly suited to teach him beginner Kung Fu.
Qi Xiuyuan and Ma Sichun exchanged a glance. They had not expected Jiang Hao to set aside his pride and learn from them, and they felt that this uncle of theirs was truly open-minded.
"Uncle, we'll each demonstrate it once. Please guide us," Qi Xiuyuan said.
Forming a hand seal, he sent the magical sword on his back shooting into the sky with a swish.
The flying sword was incredibly fast, leaving behind only a streak of light as it darted