Chapter 11: Practicing Martial Arts Is Truly Simple
One incense stick later.
Dragon Mountain Daoist left with a complex mood.
It was both joy and frustration.
The joy came from the fact that his disciple truly possessed a natural martial body; no matter what he said, the disciple could comprehend it extremely quickly, drawing inferences about other cases, and there were even a few insights mentioned that he himself had not thought of.
Such a prodigy being accepted into his tutelage was naturally a joyous occasion.
But the frustration stemmed from this as well.
With a disciple who was overly prodigious, the master felt multiplied pressure; in just a short moment, he even felt drained.
If this continued, and the disciple asked a question he himself couldn’t solve, wouldn’t that mean losing all his authority?
With this thought.
Dragon Mountain Daoist immediately found an excuse to leave.
“Master, you haven’t taught me the other stance techniques yet?” Ning Qi was clearly still not satisfied. What Dragon Mountain Daoist didn’t know was that he had already held back a lot in his performance; otherwise, it would have been even more shocking.
If anyone else said this, Dragon Mountain Daoist would surely scold them with “Greed bites off more than you can chew.”
But at this moment, hearing the voice of his young disciple from behind, he suddenly felt his scalp tingle.
Teach more?
If he taught more, his own Dao Heart would shatter!
“Let your senior brothers and senior sisters teach you.”
With these words left behind, Dragon Mountain Daoist’s figure instantly vanished into the distance.
Looking at his master’s slightly flustered retreating back, Ning Qi helplessly shook his head.
“Am I that scary…”
He seemed to have somewhat underestimated the impact of a prodigy. Although he had shown extraordinary intelligence and mindset in the previous three years, this was the first time he had showcased such comprehension in the Martial Way. He should have held back a bit more.
Then, a smile appeared on his face as he looked at Luo Wentian and Xiong Shi beside him with an endearing simplicity:
“Senior Disciple Brother, Second Senior Brother…”
The two shuddered simultaneously and said to each other in unison.
“You first?”
“You’re the Senior Disciple Brother, you first.”
“Nonsense, you’re older than me, you first.”
“Bullshit, then it was Master first earlier; does that mean you’re older than Master?”
Watching his two senior brothers argue until their faces were flushed, Ning Qi helplessly held his forehead:
“No need to argue, both of you together!”
Luo Wentian and the other exchanged glances.
“Will that work?”
“It will, I can keep up.”
Ning Qi’s eyes sparkled; he didn’t want to waste time here.
After initial contact with the Martial Way, especially since the Bi An Stance had already reached a profound realm, he had gained many insights into the Martial Way.
“Then… shall we try?”
After some doubt, the two began demonstrating and explaining together.
One incense stick later.
Watching Ning Qi’s departing back, the two began to doubt their lives.
“Did you teach the Qiu Niu Stance just now?”
“Nonsense, didn’t you teach the Ba Xia Stance?”
“Then little junior brother… learned both?”
“Seems like he learned pretty quickly.”
The two exchanged a glance and saw the hurt in each other’s eyes—fellow sufferers, wanting to embrace and weep.
This was more than just quick learning!
It was simply divine speed.
Compared to Ning Qi, they felt like all their years of stance technique practice had gone to the dogs!
“Little junior brother simply isn’t human!”
Luo Wentian sighed, his face full of bitter smile.
Xiong Shi was the same.
In front of such a prodigy, it was truly too uncomfortable. They finally understood the looks that those with ordinary aptitude gave them.
“But it’s a good thing.”
Though struck, their hearts were more filled with gratification.
…
Ning Qi left with light, joyful steps.
Today’s harvest was abundant.
Master had taught the Bi An Stance, Senior Disciple Brother had taught his main cultivation Qiu Niu Stance, and Second Senior Brother had taught the Ba Xia Stance.
Three of the True Martial Nine Stances had been obtained.
“Still remaining are the Chao Feng, Pu Lao, Fu Xi, Chi Wen, Suan Ni, and Ya Zi stance techniques.”
“Senior Disciple Brother and Second Senior Brother really, only teaching me their own main cultivation stance techniques, saying they weren’t proficient in the others and afraid of leading me astray.”
Ning Qi shook his head with a smile.
He thought this was a reasonable excuse, but probably they also didn’t want to continue being struck by him, or perhaps they wanted the other senior brothers and senior sisters to have some ‘sense of participation’—in short, to experience their own disarray in the wind as well.
For this, Ning Qi could only shrug.
No helping it; he had already tried his best to hold back.
But he couldn’t pretend to be ordinary when his comprehension was peerless; he didn’t have that habit, and there was no need in front of his closest people.
“Next, cultivate on one hand, and learn the other stance techniques on the other.”
Ning Qi made his decision.
Merely cultivating the Bi An Stance alone couldn’t satisfy him. Although the Bi An Stance was a superior stance technique, Ning Qi wanted to create a stance method even more suited to himself, which would allow faster body tempering and a stronger foundation.
Previously, without contact with the Martial Way, going from zero to one naturally took more time, but now going from one to many was much simpler.
In fact.
During the process of learning the three stance techniques earlier, Ning Qi had already gained many spiritual insights.
And he had discovered something else.
“Although these three stance techniques each have their advantages, there seems to be some commonality between them?”
Ning Qi became interested.
He recalled Dragon Mountain Daoist’s bold words that the True Martial Nine Sons could battle a Martial Saint, thinking this commonality might be the key.
Returning to his residence.
With no one to disturb, Ning Qi could finally go all out.
He first performed the Bi An Stance.
His eyes changed almost instantly; though he hadn’t started moving yet, he already exuded a fierce and majestic aura, like a young Bi An wearing human skin.
If Dragon Mountain Daoist saw this, he would surely cry out “Monster.”
Bi An Divine Intent!
And this wasn’t the end.
Ning Qi performed the stance technique again and again; within the small courtyard, it was like the roar of an exotic beast, having already reached the realm of Divine Intent Perfection, which was the highest realm achievable by the Bi An Stance.
If it weren’t for the true disciples’ residences being far apart, and outer and inner disciples not allowed to approach, it would surely cause a commotion.
Ning Qi performed it more and more refreshingly; sweat evaporated, skin flushed red, the membrane bulged like blisters, as if there was a mouse scurrying inside his body.
One could see how intense the effect of skin refining was.
The Eight Body Tempering Realms, none of them easy to achieve.
For example, the skin refining realm was divided into cow skin, stone skin, iron skin, and jade skin.
Some people with ordinary aptitude might spend years just on the skin refining realm, even getting stuck at a certain minor stage without progress.
But Ning Qi felt.
He could probably reach the cow skin realm in just a few days.
“Practicing martial arts… seems pretty simple, not as hard as Third Senior Sister said?”
Ning Qi thought.
If Ye Qinghe knew Ning Qi’s inner thoughts, she would probably be speechless and choked.
Whose normal person could, upon just stepping into the Martial Way, cultivate a superior stance technique to the highest realm?
The higher the stance technique realm, the better the body tempering effect naturally.
Starting at full power, who could keep up with you?
Ning Qi naturally didn’t know these things.
After practicing the Bi An Stance to the point of boredom, he switched to the Qiu Niu Stance.
Not long after.
Qiu Niu Divine Intent was added, and then it reached perfection.
Next was the Ba Xia Stance.
Ning Qi carefully experienced the uniqueness of the three stance techniques.
Until his body transmitted a stinging pain, Ning Qi stopped practicing and decisively took a medicinal bath.
Lying in the bath barrel, Ning Qi touched his much tougher membrane, his mood extremely cheerful.
“The Martial Way is simpler than I imagined.”
The path of the Martial Way opened before him; when he later stepped into Heavenly Human or even Martial Saint, with long lifespan, he would naturally have more time to pursue the method of longevity.
As for revenge, when his strength was sufficient, it would be a matter of convenience.
