In the blink of an eye.
Three years slipped by.
For those immersed in cultivation, three years were no more than a single stint in seclusion.
For those busy rebuilding their homes, three years were merely a few cycles of sowing and harvesting crops.
But for a child growing from infancy to six years old, three years were enough to turn a crawling little lump of flesh into a little terror running wild everywhere.
Xu Qingshan was that little terror.
In the courtyard of Xu Feng's home.
Early morning.
A small figure was holding a horse stance with impeccable form.
The little fellow wore a miniature training outfit, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows to reveal two plump little arms.
His features had yet to fully develop, but traces of Xu Feng were already visible in his brows and eyes, while his jaw and mouth resembled Lu Fei's more.
His little face was taut as he struggled to keep his body steady, a fine layer of sweat already beading on his forehead.
A young man who looked not yet thirty stood before him.
That young man was Xu Feng.
After entering the Radiant God Realm, his appearance had grown a little younger again.
Of course, "younger" really meant only a few fewer wrinkles and a somewhat sunnier air about him.
"Lower yourself another three inches. Stop shaking, and keep your breathing steady."
Xu Feng spoke sternly.
Qing Shan gritted his teeth and sank a little lower into his horse stance. His short legs shook like leaves, but he stubbornly refused to complain.
He could now recite the cultivation principles for the first three levels of the Nine Star Body Refining Art in full.
Although most of it was still nothing more than rote memorization to him, as his body