Chapter 3: Returning Home to Cultivate

  The sky brightened, and amidst the cacophony of martial arts training sounds, Chen Yunfeng hastily got up. Today, he planned to return home for a visit. Apart from receiving his wages today, there was another reason - he had to commit the Hunyuan Xiantian Gong to memory so that he could seize every opportunity to cultivate it. Although this thing required a long time, it wasn't a martial artist's technique; something that could prolong one's life was more alluring than any martial art.

  The servants went to the kitchen for breakfast, and Zhao Zhi Jing, who was in charge of distributing wages, had already moved a table to the edge of the square. Next to him stood a young Daoist priest with a sly look on his face, clearly not a devout and ascetic Daoist. This guy was Zhao Zhi Jing's apprentice, and later on, he would often join his master in teasing and bullying Yang Guo along with Liu Da'er.

  Chen Yunfeng didn't have much prejudice against anyone in The Legend of the Condor Hero, except that he initially had a strong grudge against Yin Zhiping and also disapproved of Yang Daxia, who claimed to be emotionally faithful but flirted with many women.

  The supporting characters in Jin Yong's works are not just foils to Yang Guo, but embody the mentality and behavior that each person should have. Just like Zhao Zhi Jing and his disciples who are distributing wages somewhere, although they are sinister and selfish, their initial purpose is still unwilling to let people like Yang Guo exist in the palace of Chongyang.

  "Chen the Great, two strings of copper cash for labor, hurry up and sign to receive your payment."

  Chen Yunfeng's mind had been wandering all this time, and just as he was indulging in wild fancies, Zhao Zhijing's voice made him jump again.

  He suddenly realized that although he had entered what seemed to be a certain altered version of the Condor Hero, everything would change after his appearance, except for those beauties who would remain unchanged, and the little steamed buns would also remain unchanged outside. As long as he didn't die, the story would be completely twisted and become a mess.

  It's not necessary to study who is right or wrong, the most important thing for him to do now is to start cultivating as soon as possible. Otherwise, he won't even be on Yang Guo's level, let alone make those beautiful female companions fall in love with him.

  "Here, Zhao Daozhang, ah, thank you to all the immortals of Chongyang Palace. Zhao Daozhang, I'm going to take a two-day rest and bring back osmanthus cake for you and Little Daozhang." Chen Yunfeng immediately walked to the table edge, looking at Zhao Zhijing with a flattering smile.

  "Uh...alright, remember to go early and come back early. There are many miscellaneous things on the mountain these days, your miscellaneous work can't stop." Zhao Zhi Jing nodded and said in a low voice.

  He directly took out two taels of fragmented silver and handed them to Chen Yunfeng, rather than giving him a few large strings of copper coins like the other miscellaneous tasks. Chen Yunfeng secretly smiled to himself, this was the benefit of flattering people, a few large strings of copper coins were still several catties, compared to carrying two taels of silver in his bosom which was much more troublesome.

  Under the gaze of a group of envious and jealous eyes, Chen Yunfeng put the silver fragments into his pocket and left the square. The Chongyang Palace in Taishan Mountain was at least ten miles away from the mountain village at the foot of the mountain. He didn't want to delay any longer, so he walked briskly on the mountain path, his heart filled with anticipation for the future as he entered the world of Shen Diao.

  Wangshan Village is located at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, a relatively closed village with less than 100 households scattered along a small river. Chen Yunfeng's home in this body is on a small hill at the end of the mountain village, and the nearest household is nearly one mile away.

  Several years ago, a plague and natural disaster caused Chen Daniu's parents to die of starvation. At the age of ten, Chen Daniu was left alone to farm and raise chickens to support himself. Until a month ago, a heavy rain made him relapse into a high fever, and with no one visiting him, Chen Daniu died and his body was taken over by Chen Yunfeng. Fortunately, the people around him were not familiar with Chen Daniu, so they did not suspect anything about Chen Yunfeng's completely different personality and behavior.

  Returning to the grass-thatched house, Chen Yunfeng took a look at the extremely desolate room, with only a few thin quilts, and a large rice jar that had been empty of food for some time. The iron pot in the kitchen, which hadn't been used for a month, was covered in rust, making Chen Yunfeng feel very depressed.

  Today I received my wages, Chen Yunfeng bought two catties of pork and ten catties of rice from the only butcher in the village on his way home. The guy is the richest man in the village, he goes to sell meat twenty miles away every day, and the rest is taken back to the village for sale, so what he buys is yesterday's fresh meat.

  Quickly washing the big pot clean, Chen Yunfeng took out his lighter and lit the stove fire to start cooking rice. Fortunately, he had similar experiences as Chen Daniu, also born in a rural village with parents who died early. However, his parents left him after he finished high school, and later working and living was much more fortunate than Chen Daniu's.

  At this time, the sky was cool and refreshing. Chen Yunfeng directly steamed a large pot of rice, and after lunch, he opened the cellar in his home that had not been used for a long time, lit an oil lamp to illuminate it, and with a solemn expression, took out the Xuan Yuan First Heaven Technique that he had hidden in the broken hole of his collar.

  "Mixing the origin of one prenatal energy, shouting and drinking to form a golden elixir, condensing into a true power, the elixir is completed in the vastness of heaven and earth..."

  He unfolded the silk cloth, and Chen Yunfeng carefully studied it. Like the legendary secret book, this innate skill only had detailed cultivation techniques and a cultivation chart, with a total of no more than 500 words in the entire innate skill. The cultivation chart also had detailed annotations.

  Like this, Chen Yunfeng continued to recite the formula, and then began to compare the diagram with his own body, starting to memorize it in detail. Originally, neither Chen Yunfeng nor Chen Daniu had good memories;

  After Chen Yunfeng occupied this body, the effect of adding one plus one to the soul became apparent. Chen Yunfeng's previous IQ was only around 100 points, which is normal human ability. Chen Daniu was even more miserable, as a rural villager with an IQ over 80 was considered awesome.

  Now the two men's intelligence and memory are combined, even Chen Yunfeng is not clear how strong it is. He only knows that now he can memorize everything at a glance, and his analytical ability for many things has increased several times or even dozens of times compared to before.

  Soon, the short mixed yuan pre-heavenly gong key and cultivation chart were firmly remembered in his heart. After confirming that he had not missed anything, Chen Yunfeng's mouth corner brought a smile as he ignited the silk cloth on the oil lamp.

  There are cultivation meridian acupoints on this cultivation chart. Chen Yunfeng has a memory that defies the heavens, and he quickly grasped everything on it.

  He didn't worry about the loss of any ultimate skills, and he scattered the powerful kung fu left by Wang Chongyang into ashes. Only then did he sit down cross-legged according to the Xiantian Gong practice method.

  The tongue touches the upper palate, and the eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, the heart looks at the lower abdomen. The long breaths in and out between the nostrils stir up the chest and abdominal cavity, allowing one's thoughts to follow the Dan Tian, letting this vibration imagine the Dan Tian forming a vortex.

  Constant breathing vibrations, Chen Yunfeng's mind only had the contents of Hunyuan Xiantian Gong, a segment of text and the running route on the diagram constantly appearing in his brain, while his body was slightly trembling under the constant stimulation of breathing.

  Time flew by and it was already deep into the night, but Chen Yunfeng, who had unexpectedly entered a meditative state, didn't know that a small amount of true energy had begun to form in his dantian. Although it was extremely weak, it began to circulate according to the cultivation route outlined in the Xiantian Gong diagram.