After Xiao Yan took Old Yao as his master, Old Yao gave him guidance on his cultivation. Although Xiao Yan's strength had not improved much, he now understood the direction his cultivation needed to take.
"Yan'er, your body has not fully developed yet, so it cannot accommodate any more Dou Qi. What you need to do now is improve your physical strength. You do not need to cultivate Dou Qi so desperately. With the cultivation method you created, you need not worry about either the quantity or quality of your Dou Qi. In your spare time, learn the art of alchemy from me."
After saying this, Old Yao wore an astonished expression. Xiao Yan's cultivation talent was simply monstrous, and his cultivation method was also outrageously heaven-defying. As his master, he could not offer him guidance in cultivating Dou Qi. Instead, he had to tell his disciple to train his body first, fearing that his body would be unable to bear an increase in Dou Qi. Old Yao felt utterly helpless. After all, no one Xiao Yan's age would normally have such a problem.
"Fine, then I won't rush to cultivate Dou Qi. I'll train my body first. As for alchemy, we can talk about it when I have time."
Though Xiao Yan appeared unconcerned by Old Yao's advice, he was deeply shaken inside. *Looks like I got a little carried away. I actually forgot the saying, 'The body is the capital of revolution.' I've truly let down all that teaching. I even forgot the novels I read. Which protagonist in those novels didn't have a body as strong as an ox? The ox is just a figure of speech, of course. If Old Yao hadn't reminded me, who knew when I would have remembered? I need to stay calmer