In the room, Li Chengfeng ate breakfast until he was perfectly content, then held Liu Yuniang and cuddled with her for a good while.
Only after Liu Yuniang's strength had recovered did he lower her trouser legs, covering those fair, delicate legs. In a wonderful mood, he brought her out to the courtyard and taught her martial arts.
Li Chengfeng had originally wanted to teach Yuniang Wing Chun. After all, this boxing art was a woman's fist, made for women to practice.
But then he thought it over. Right now, under the effects of the system panel, he had gained an incomparably deep understanding of Taiji Fist.
Even if the skill panel only showed it at the proficient level, the power it allowed Li Chengfeng to grasp far exceeded that of old boxing masters from his previous life who had practiced for who knew how many years.
Under such circumstances, naturally, teaching her the Taiji Fist he was best at was the most suitable choice.
Moreover, Taiji Fist joined yin and yang together, and in itself could be cultivated by both men and women!
And so Li Chengfeng started by teaching the Taiji Hunyuan Stance, having Liu Yuniang practice horse stance in the courtyard.
However, something like horse-stance pile work was far too difficult for an ordinary person. Liu Yuniang could not bear it after only standing for a few minutes. Li Chengfeng did not force her, but instead had her relax first, then carefully kneaded her legs, easing the tension in her leg muscles.
After that, he taught her the basic moves of Taiji. What satisfied him was that Yuniang did not learn slowly at all. She learned the basic Thirteen Postures in half a morning, performing them with proper form.
Li Chengfeng watched from the side, put his mind at ease, and only then picked up the bamboo bow and continued practicing Archery in the courtyard.
Although Taiji Fist could not be improved, he could not waste this time either. It was just right to use it to practice a skill like Archery, which did not require much bodily energy, and see what improvements there would be after reaching perfection.
The simple bamboo bow consumed very little stamina. Although Li Chengfeng felt weak and could not cultivate Taiji Fist, drawing the bamboo bow was still easy for him.
Li Chengfeng practiced Archery, while Liu Yuniang practiced the basic Thirteen Postures of Taiji Fist.
From time to time, Li Chengfeng gave Liu Yuniang a few pointers, or Liu Yuniang took a towel and wiped Li Chengfeng's sweat. They sat together and drank water.
When they were tired, they rested. When they had rested enough, they got up and continued practicing.
With this practice, they practiced for an entire day.
At night, after Li Chengfeng ate his fill and finished bathing with Liu Yuniang, he once again scooped her body into his arms and got onto the bed.
"Chengfeng..."
"..."
The next morning, when Li Chengfeng woke again, he found that the empty feeling inside his body had eased a great deal, but it was still there.
His expression did not change. In the process of guiding Liu Yuniang in cultivating the fundamentals of Taiji Fist, he practiced Archery for another day.
On the morning of the third day, when Li Chengfeng woke again, the empty feeling had already vanished.
But for the sake of his body, he did not impulsively begin practicing Taiji Fist right away. Instead, he continued practicing Archery.
Only after the fourth day had passed, on the morning of the fifth day, did Li Chengfeng feel it was safe. After eating breakfast, with his heart stirring, he began cultivating Taiji Fist in the courtyard.
"Whoosh~"
Li Chengfeng spread out his form, urging his body with Clear Power, and began cultivating Taiji Fist with incomparably fierce moves.
He controlled his qi and blood to flow between his tendons and flesh. No longer did he strike his Clear Power outward like before; instead, he used it to drive his body in cultivating the technique. As expected, the loss was reduced by a great deal, and he could cultivate the technique normally!
And driven by Clear Power, Li Chengfeng's cultivation of Taiji Fist became even more extraordinary. With every punch and kick, he could sweep out a booming rush of wind!
After one round, his whole body was covered in sweat!
[Taiji Fist proficiency +1]
After stopping for a spell, Li Chengfeng once again gained some comprehension in his heart of how to cultivate Clear Power and qi and blood.
At the same time, he felt another wisp of qi and blood being condensed within his body, but his body did not have the weak feeling it had when the first wisp of qi and blood had been condensed. His heart stirred.
"The birth of the first wisp of qi and blood also came along with the formation of Clear Power. It was a single step to the heavens, so the consumption on the body was greater as well."
Li Chengfeng thought this silently to himself, and his heart also eased. He secretly thought that fortunately, that was the case.
Otherwise, if he needed to rest for that many days every time he cultivated one wisp of qi and blood, how was he supposed to practice martial arts?
"However, at this realm, there should also be some secret medicines that can greatly nourish qi and blood, rather than having to rely purely on meat to drive it."
Li Chengfeng sensed the two streams of qi and blood inside him and thought this to himself.
As for the one punch he had swung out on the first day, just after cultivating qi and blood, the thirty percent of qi and blood it consumed had long since naturally recovered that same night.
Recovering qi and blood was very simple, just like a person recovering stamina after losing strength. Eat and drink until full, sleep for a night, and naturally it would recover. But wanting to increase the amount of qi and blood was equivalent to raising the upper limit of one's own strength; the difficulty was completely different.
So his qi and blood recovered extremely quickly. He was only considering the matter of increasing his qi and blood in his heart.
Judging by the strength of martial arts in this world, it was not hard to guess that there were definitely other ways to replenish a martial artist's qi and blood, rather than purely relying on eating meat.
But after Li Chengfeng thought about his current situation, he still suppressed the idea of going to look for other things.
"In any case, it's still enough for now. I'll practice like this first and see."
Li Chengfeng thought of how, at present, only when a skill condensed a brand-new effect and produced a large-scale change in his body would he have that empty feeling, and he set his mind at ease for the time being.
And from the current looks of it, as long as his supply of meat was sufficient, relying on the nutrition of meals was also enough for him to condense qi and blood.
As the thought moved through his mind, Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, once again mobilized his qi and blood, and practiced Taiji Fist with all his might.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Fierce, powerful force flowed through his body, stirring up gust after gust of rushing wind that howled through the bamboo grove.
Li Chengfeng calmed his heart and stilled his qi, practicing all the way until noon. Along with an intense hunger and exhaustion, he had no choice but to stop.
He walked to the table, picked up the meal Liu Yuniang had prepared, and ate his fill in great mouthfuls.
Then he lay back down on the bed and took an afternoon nap. Only after he woke and found that the hunger and fatigue were both gone, and that his body no longer felt hollow, did he let out a breath of relief.
After that, he gathered his strength again and continued practicing martial arts fiercely in the courtyard.
It lasted all the way until dusk.
[Skill: Taiji Fist] [Level: Proficient (21/2400)] [Effect: Whole-Body Power; Clear Power]
"The limit for one day is twenty points of skill proficiency."
Li Chengfeng looked at the information increasing on the panel and gave a somewhat helpless sigh.
Although his strength had grown even greater, if he wanted to increase his skill proficiency, he still had to mobilize all his power and cultivate with everything he had.
Because of this, though his strength had greatly increased, the energy consumed in practicing had also greatly increased, so the growth of his proficiency had not sped up because of it. Instead, it had remained steady the entire time.
Still, being able to maintain steady growth was already good enough.
Li Chengfeng felt satisfied. Then, feeling his stomach empty, he sat down at the table and ate his fill.
After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he looked at the snow-white figure revealed at Liu Yuniang's neck and cuffs, then threw himself headfirst into her arms.
"...wife."
Li Chengfeng called out softly under his breath, and in an instant Liu Yuniang's face turned bright red. "Chengfeng, you... don't call me that. I..."
"...Mm... Chengfeng..."
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