The autumn wind gradually rose, painting the grass and trees in shades of withered yellow.
The fields among the farming villages surrounding Three Rivers Prefecture were filled with heavy ears of wheat, and the air carried the unique fragrance of grain.
On the Martial Training Ground of Fortune-Life Martial Hall, thirty or forty figures were punching and kicking.
They came in all manner of appearances, half-human and half-demon. A glance revealed nothing but birds and beasts, mixed with several zombies, each of them standing over two meters tall.
Different auras of heaven and earth emanated from within them, and every move they made had a proper form to it.
"Channel the force of your palm into its center. Let the strength rise from your waist, rather than relying solely on the brute force of your arm."
The Half-Demons could already understand some simple human speech. Though they still made mistakes easily, it did not affect the vigor of their movements in the slightest.
Bang, bang, bang.
If not for the concealment of the Imperial Court Scroll, the commotion would have been enough to spread across the entire city.
This was what happened when intelligence fell short and numbers had to make up the difference!
After several months, Ren Shanshi's physique had stabilized at around one meter eighty. The muscles all over his body had instead become more even and balanced, making him look utterly ordinary.
After guiding his disciples in martial arts for several hours, he seemed no longer fixated on External Cultivation.
"Your exertion must contain breathing methods. Let the qi follow the fist, and let the force penetrate the sinews and bones."
Li Yao stood quietly beside Yun Niang, watching, and could not help clicking her tongue inwardly.
She had become an immortal two months ago, yet she