"We martial artists, the key to our cultivation lies in two aspects:
First, the speed of breathing in the essence of heaven and earth;
Second, the efficiency of refining the essence of heaven and earth!"
The elder in grey tirelessly explained, his gestures animated.
"The faster the breathing, the more essence of heaven and earth one can harvest.
And the higher the efficiency of refining, the better the effect on strengthening oneself."
"This breathing is not only through the mouth and nose but also through the pores all over the body and countless acupuncture points within."
Just as he was speaking!
The elder in grey suddenly froze.
He saw Fang Zhixing sitting calmly; gradually, a silvery white fog emerged around him, spinning at high speed like a storm with him at the center.
The silvery white fog, vast and mighty, penetrated into Fang Zhixing's pores, rushing eagerly into his body.
"To condense the essence of heaven and earth into a storm, truly, he has superior roots!"
