In the vision, the Flame-Horned elder drew a series of complicated diagrams on a board, muttering, "With further training, this portion of Spirit will circulate throughout your body through the meridian system. You will feel a warm current extending downward to... then rising up your back along the governing vessel through the Tail Gate, Spinal Ridge, Jade Pillow, and Hundred Convergences points, before descending along the conception vessel through the Chest Center point..."
The mysterious vision was like a daydream, ready to burst at a touch. It was harmless, a special means of communication.
Zhang Ming opened his eyes and looked at Stone Mama in astonishment and doubt.
The Black Stone lay silently on the ground.
Was this guy really that amazing?!
He mulled it over, then tried circulating the so-called Flame-Horn Breathing Technique according to the elder's instructions.
It still did little good.
His Spirit did flow more precisely and smoothly, but because humans naturally lacked the horn on a Flame-Horned person's head, many of the steps were simply impossible.
Unless he could somehow force a bull's horn to grow out of his head.
"It's the same problem again. This cultivation method has flaws when applied to humans."
"Stone Mama, do you have any suggestions for improving it?"
The stone said nothing.
After all, Stone Mama was only a repeater, reproducing word for word the teachings of the Flame-Horned People heard thousands of years ago.
But an improved version for humans had never existed, so there was no answer to give.
"One step at a time. Learning some of the principles is good, too. Better than fumbling around on my own." Zhang Ming wasn't discouraged. "Repeat it again. Let me study it some more."
Time slipped quietly by as he tried again and again, and the sun moved from