We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

”Speaking of which, why donʼt you think about good things, kid? Isnʼt it good to stay alive? Why talk about dying?”

Xiao Mo rubbed his head, ”Disciple is worried about our sectʼs inheritance.”

”Get lost, get lost, get lost. Rather than worrying about that, youʼd be better off cultivating more.” Huang Shan waved his hand, ”Go back. Rest well today. Tomorrow come to the training ground on time.”

”Yes, Master!” Xiao Mo cupped his fists in courtesy.

”Iʼm entrusting my Moʼer to Instructor Huang.” Zhou Ruoxi stepped forward and bowed.

”Madam, rest assured.” Instructor Huang said heartily, ”This kid taking me as master is the luckiest thing in the world!”

Hearing Instructor Huangʼs self-praise, Zhou Ruoxi only smiled faintly.

Cuicui on the side rolled her eyes. She always felt this Instructor Huang was just an ordinary martial artist. Had her madam been deceived?

Zhou Ruoxi brought Xiao Mo back to the Xiao Manor.

The next day, Xiao Mo went to the training ground to practice martial arts as usual.

After becoming Master Huangʼs disciple, Xiao Mo indeed felt his master was more devoted to him, but what he learned didnʼt seem much different. Everything was still focused on basic skills.

The biggest benefit was that Xiao Moʼs daily meals were unique, much better than the other training ground disciplesʼ, and he could eat as much as he wanted. However, Xiao Yang and the others had no complaints. After all, this was their big brother. Big Brother was so impressive, so what if he ate well?

Besides this, every so often, Huang Shan would also give Xiao Mo a package of medicinal herbs for medicinal baths to temper his body.

Each time Xiao Mo tempered his body, he felt as if his bones were being ground to pieces. It was very painful but after each medicinal bath ended, Xiao Mo could clearly feel his physique becoming even stronger.

Before he knew it, a year had passed.

Xiao Mo was already four and a half years old.

During this year, the gap between Xiao Mo and the other children grew wider and wider. They were completely on different levels and on this day, Huang Shan began teaching Xiao Mo individually.

Huang Shan teaching Xiao Mo didnʼt avoid others. If the other little radishes could learn, that was their ability.

”Starting today, Xiao Mo, you will begin learning fist techniques.”

While the other little radishes were still practicing basic skills, Huang Shan pulled Xiao Mo to an empty space nearby and said to him.

”Master told you before, fist techniques are like spear techniques. Practice the fist before practicing the spear. The spear is merely a further extension of fist techniques. The fist technique Master will teach you is called the Heaven-Opening Fist! The Heaven-Opening Fist has seven forms in total! Master will demonstrate it once for you. Watch carefully!”

When Huang Shan assumed the fist stance, Xiao Mo only felt the surrounding air suddenly become heavy.

The thick fist pressure pressed on him like a mountain. Xiao Mo even felt his breathing become somewhat difficult.

When Huang Shan threw punches, each sound was like thunder, crackling and popping, as if a divine being was beating a drum!

Xiao Mo thought to himself that it was only because Master had completely sealed off his spiritual power.

Otherwise, perhaps the entire Qin Kingdom capital could hear the thunder.

Some of the other little radishes watching Instructor Huang practice fist techniques couldnʼt help but stare in amazement, only thinking it looked very good and very impressive but Xiao Mo saw a different scene.

Even though Xiao Mo had never practiced fist techniques, he could vaguely sense that this Heaven-Opening Fist could connect to the great Dao!

And this was merely the prerequisite for learning spear techniques in the future!

”Just who is this master of mine? And what kind of spear technique will I learn in the future?”

Xiao Mo couldnʼt help but wonder, but since Master didnʼt speak of it, he wouldnʼt ask.

After finishing the fist technique once, Huang Shan straightened his body.

Some of the other little radishes wanted to imitate Instructor Huang practicing the fist, but they discovered that although they had just watched, they had forgotten everything...

Instructor Huang looked at Xiao Mo and asked, ”After watching once, how much do you remember?”

”Eighty percent?” Xiao Mo said.

”Eighty percent?” Huang Shan smiled, thinking Xiao Mo was boasting. ”Demonstrate the fist technique once for Master to see.”