Chapter 901 - 627: Descent!

"Martial arts?"

"Another dimension’s cultivation system is finally going to be unveiled."

Chen Sheng’s heart stirred, a hint of anticipation quietly emerging in his eyes, his gaze firmly locked onto Xu Hu’s figure.

...

A few days later, the sky was clear, the morning mist had not completely dispersed.

Xu Hu especially changed into clean coarse cloth clothes, carefully tidying up the collars of his two sons, and headed towards the county town.

The country path was winding and twisting, the two brothers were full of joy along the way, occasionally whispering about the appearance of the martial arts hall, their eyes filled with youthful longing.

Xu Hu walked ahead, his steps steady, both anticipating and a bit anxious in his heart.

After nearly an hour, the three finally arrived at - Zhongyi Martial Arts Hall.

The yard’s tall blue brick walls were solid and heavy, the vermilion gates held a plaque with gold characters on a black background.

Opening the half-closed courtyard gate, a spacious training ground unfolded, more than ten martial arts hall disciples sat cross-legged, their expressions solemn, focusing deeply on adjusting their breath.

The hall master was an elderly man with a goatee - Hall Master Zhou.

His figure was lean but his muscles and bones were strong, his spirit vigorous, his eyes sharp and clear.

Upon learning Xu Hu’s intentions to have his sons apprenticed, Hall Master Zhou slowly stood up, approaching the two youths.

Carefully probing, measuring their bones, examining their meridians, from shoulders and neck to waist and abdomen, down to limbs and all bones.

A moment later, the elder withdrew his hand, gently stroking his goatee:

"Both have fine bones, meridians smooth without obstruction, all are excellent aptitudes, good materials."

He raised his eyes towards Xu Hu,

"I will take these two children."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hu’s heart surged with great joy.

He quickly bowed deeply, extremely respectful in his demeanor.

"Thank you, Hall Master!!"

He then urged his two sons promptly.

"Ayu, Amor, quickly kneel and bow to the master, and offer tea!"

Xu Yu and Xu Mo dared not hesitate, both kneeling with both knees, respectfully bowing three times, holding up the prepared tea with both hands, raising it above their heads.

"Master, please accept this disciple’s bow!"

Hall Master Zhou took the tea, sipping it slightly, nodding mildly.

"Stand up, from now on, you are entering Zhongyi Martial Arts Hall, strictly adhere to the hall’s rules, diligently practice, do not neglect or waste your training."

"Disciple will adhere to Master’s teachings!"

...

Chen Sheng overlooked the entire view within the martial arts hall courtyard, his gaze sweeping over the cultivating disciples.

Everyone was seated cross-legged, eyes closed and mind gathered, practicing Calm Heart and Static Cultivation.

A demeanor of restraint and solemnity, impossible to discern the depth of martial arts and the essence of cultivation, the true core cultivation of the martial arts hall was completely imperceptible.

"If only introspection were possible, some clues might be revealed!"

He shook his head, across a dimension, seeing anything vaguely was already fortunate.

"If introspection were possible, one could intervene in this dimension."

...

The apprenticeship ceremony concluded, Xu Hu repeatedly admonished his sons to be diligent and behave themselves in their martial arts studies, then reluctantly turned to leave the hall.

As he left the martial arts hall.

Chen Sheng’s fixed observation boundary at twenty meters was instantly severed!

The scenes deep within the martial arts hall were entirely obstructed by invisible barriers, impossible to discern even a bit.

Chen Sheng’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, eventually slowly relaxing, his expression returning to calmness:

"No matter, since the clues have emerged, I will wait patiently."

...

In the blink of an eye, several years passed, time flowed swiftly.

Spring passed, autumn arrived, cold came, heat went, the seasons cycled endlessly.

Xu Hu traveled monthly between the fishing village and the county town, frequently visiting the martial arts hall to see his two sons.

Every meeting clearly revealed the brothers’ transformation and progress, his heart increasingly comforted.

During this, the brothers were highly regarded by Hall Master Zhou and taken as direct disciples, imparted with core martial arts.

Every time they had a break, the brothers would pack their bags and return home.

...

That evening, the brothers returned home for a break.

Xu Hu sat at the courtyard gate chopping wood, looking at his two sons sitting and adjusting their breath in the yard, only quietly bowing his head to work, unwilling to disturb.

When the two finished their cultivation and stood up, Xu Yu slowly walked in front of his father:

"Father, you’ve been fishing on the lake for years, working in the fields, toiling day and night."

"As you age, your body has already accumulated hidden injuries. We have something to discuss with you."

Xu Hu paused his axe, wiped the sweat off his brow, looked up at his sons.

"What is it? Just say it."

Xu Mo quickly approached:

"Father, we have cultivated a set of Fetal Breath Basic Health Care Skill at the martial arts hall."

"This technique is simple and gentle, not harming internal organs, purely reinforcing the foundation and nourishing vitality, nurturing your blood and relaxing tension, strengthening the body and prolonging life."

"We want to teach you this technique. Once you are proficient, we can teach it to mother, allowing you both to adjust your breath and take care of your health, suffering less from illness and fatigue."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hu’s smile suddenly froze, he waved his hands repeatedly in refusal, his face full of hesitation.

"Absolutely not."

"Martial arts hall’s techniques are secret transmissions, rules are strict."

"You apprenticeships are for future opportunities, I, a simple fisherman and farmer, a mere layman, how could I be worthy of learning martial arts hall techniques?"

"If the rules are broken, causing Master displeasure and harming your relationship with the master, delaying your cultivation and future, it would be a loss not worth it."

In Xu Hu’s understanding, martial arts cultivation techniques are precious and confidential, never to be transmitted casually, even to one’s own flesh and blood.

After saying this, he tightly grasped the axe again, determined to continue working, his attitude firm.

"I understand your kindness, but this martial arts health care skill, I absolutely cannot practice."

Seeing their father full of concerns, Xu Yu hurried forward to hold the axe, patiently explaining.

"Father, you need not worry about breaking rules."

"This is merely the entry-level Fetal Breath Health Technique, not the martial arts hall’s secret core skills or deadly techniques."

"We already consulted Master exclusively, and received clear permission."

"Master said, in martial arts, one first cultivates the mind, then the body, with family healthy and peaceful, a martial artist can focus without distractions, diligently cultivating."