"Help me recite it—never mind... I forgot, you're just a dog." Led by the hunting dog, Wenren Sheng arrived at the stone chamber engraved with cultivation techniques and spoke without thinking.
But he quickly realized that it could not recite them.
He could only feel his way over the text with his fingers, memorizing it bit by bit.
Fortunately, his mind was still intact. One pass was enough for him to remember it.
I'm a dog now. I really am sorry.
Zhao Han thought resentfully.
At the same time, she looked up at the stone wall.
"Hold your breath and focus your mind. Sense the circulation of blood and qi, refine the blood and qi, temper the skin, flesh, and bones..."
Even though she was a dog, could she practice it too? But as she read further, it became impossible. The Dantian could still be matched up, but what about Jianjing, Dabao, Yongquan... How was she supposed to find those acupoints? Dogs and humans were different in the end.
She still had to learn the Beast Taming Old Man's secret techniques.
But that old man was obviously not a good person.
Forget it. No one said she could not learn a bad person's techniques. Learn the bad guy's stuff, then use it to defeat the bad guy—double the fun.
And the blind youth beside her actually sat cross-legged and began cultivating after feeling over the text once! Could it be that he had Extraordinary Memory like her?
Right, of course. This world had Martial Arts. There were martial arts geniuses who could memorize everything at a glance.
This youth might be one of them.
That was the treatment reserved for an important supporting character, perhaps even a protagonist.
But was he not afraid someone would find them if he practiced