The next morning, Zhang Xiaohua woke as soon as the sun rose. Only after removing the restrictions at the cave entrance and those surrounding Meng did he ride the wind out of the cave.
There were many jade slips obtained from the cave behind the waterfall, all containing Fire Dragon True Person's cultivation legacy. Zhang Xiaohua was in no hurry to sort through them; they were already in his belt, so he could deal with them when he had time.
Morning in Qiu Long Mountain was no different from morning in other mountain ranges: crisp birdsong, fresh air, and the occasional roar of some unknown wild beast.
Nameless little wildflowers quietly bloomed, whether anyone came to admire them or not. Dewdrops glittered grain by grain atop the upright wild grass.
Standing in an open space, Zhang Xiaohua finished practicing the Big Dipper Divine Fist. Then he picked up the Prajna Heavy Sword and, move by move, practiced the Heaven-Piercing Staff Techniques he had been pondering and comprehending these past dozen days.
Just like the Big Dipper Divine Fist at the beginning, the Heaven-Piercing Staff Techniques had been pared down by Zhang Xiaohua's memory until only the final three hundred and sixty moves remained. Over the past dozen days, he had been working on linking those moves together. Perhaps because of his experience cultivating the Big Dipper Divine Fist, stringing together those three hundred and sixty moves had not taken too much effort. He had merely been traveling tirelessly all this time, with no spare time to practice them.
Closing his eyes, Zhang Xiaohua carefully recalled the entire staff technique in his mind. Long sword in hand, he prepared to execute it move by move. Yet the instant he performed the first move, his brows furrowed tightly! Every move in the