The night was deep, with neither rain nor wind.
It was fine weather.
The bright moon startled magpies from the branches; a cool breeze carried the midnight cries of cicadas.
In his perception, there were sometimes tree shadows, sometimes moonlight, flickering between brightness and darkness.
Li Ping'an took a deep breath, sitting cross-legged.
Old Ox and Run Tu stood guard over him as usual.
Li Ping'an waited for the moment when he felt most comfortable, until roosters crowed and dogs barked.
Another dawn had come.
Li Ping'an still had not found the feeling. He leisurely ate the meal Old Ox had made.
Run Tu took this opportunity to bring over a Qi Refining manual and ask Li Ping'an about its various details.
Li Ping'an taught him how to regulate his breathing, breathe, draw in and expel breath, and circulate his cultivation.
He taught him word by word, sentence by sentence, repeating those few steps over and over, striving for perfection.
"Once you've made all your preparations, you can search for the feeling and attempt a breakthrough. But remember, if anything goes wrong, you could very well die and have your Dao extinguished.
"So you must be cautious, cautious, and cautious again!"
Li Ping'an's tone was very serious.
"Mm." Run Tu nodded.
Several days passed, and Li Ping'an still had not found the feeling.
Still, he was not irritated. He had endured all these years, after all.
A few more days hardly mattered. What he had to ensure first was safety, safety, and fucking safety.
Cultivating the Six Mysteries of the Human Body was difficult beyond measure.
The slightest carelessness could mean death and the extinguishing of one's Dao.
Of course, that was how Li Ping'an understood it.
Run Tu came to see Li Ping'an again. "Big Brother, these past few