CHAPTER 370: CHAPTER 165: THE PHOENIX CRIES, THE PARASOL TREE GROWS (SUBSCRIPTION REQUEST)

By the time March arrived, Xu Qing had closed himself off to study, his demeanor becoming increasingly reserved with a bright limpid glow in his eyes, seemingly flickering with wisdom.

His skin also became smoother and more supple, yet it retained full elasticity and tenacity, not merely fair but glowing like jade.

A gentleman is as mild as jade.

Studying to understand principles nourishes one like jade.

His sharp edges were now concealed, harboring a resilient strength that was unshakeable.

"These are books that you have read before, but I didn’t expect that you would achieve so much by burying yourself in them again," Feng Wu exclaimed in admiration.

Xu Qing smiled: "The works of saints contain profound truths in subtle words, always offering new insights with each reading. Besides, our recent voyage brought us not just material gains but also a refinement of spirit. Look, you’ve also gained quite a bit."

Feng Wu giggled, "I’m not dumb, and besides, how could I keep up with you if I didn’t work hard?"

Xu Qing responded casually, "Alright, let’s get serious and study the Xuantian Marvelous Sound Marrow Cleansing Technique."

The Marrow Cleansing Skill doesn’t necessarily require a Refining Internal Master for cultivation. However, without a highly skilled Refining Internal practitioner and a powerful protector, rashly attempting marrow cleansing could lead to mistakes getting made, damaging the spine, and in severe cases, causing paralysis.

Feng Wu’s Divine Soul was at the level of Manifestation, hence she could grasp the basics initially. However, for advanced techniques, Xu Qing had to provide guidance.

The foundation of the Xuantian Marvelous Sound Marrow Cleansing Technique, whether it’s Earth Sound or Heavenly Sound, are the same. It involves special Breathing Skills corresponding to the Twelve Main Meridians and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians to complete the basic cultivation.

In his previous life, Xu Qing had read novels like "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," where practices from the Xiaoyao Sect like "Eight Desolate and Six Harmonies Only I Am Supreme Skill" and "Heavenly Mountain Six Yang Palm" often mentioned the names of the Twelve Main Meridians.

These Breathing Skills of the Twelve Main Meridians, for the Hand Three Yang and Hand Three Yin Meridians, are particularly easy for beginners.

Feng Wu stumbled at the techniques for the Foot Three Yang and Foot Three Yin Meridians.

He helped his little wife take off her shoes and socks, revealing her smooth ankles.

Although Feng Wu had played with this part many times, being toyed with by her husband under the bright clear sky still made her face turn flushed red.

"We’re training now, can you be a bit more serious?" Xu Qing said seriously.

"It tickles," whispered Feng Wu as she bent over and blew in Xu Qing’s ear.

Xu Qing’s mind wavered, thinking, alright, not playing by the rules, huh.

Seeing Xu Qing’s reaction, she burst into laughter.

Xu Qing said annoyed, "How will you train like this?"

Feng Wu giggled, "There’s no rush. Let’s read for a while, and our minds will calm down."

Xu Qing asked, "How do you want to read?"

Feng Wu replied, "I’m definitely not as familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics annotations as you are. Our mansion has many miscellaneous books and historical records. Just randomly pick a section for a question, and the person answering fills in the preceding part. We take turns asking and answering questions until one of us can’t answer anymore, and that person loses."

The books in the mansion were mostly part of Feng Wu’s dowry.

Passing down poetry and books is of utmost importance.

With these books, one cultured to become scholarly invariably.

From a young age, she was exceptionally talented and had a prodigious memory.

This kind of impromptu checkup was a technique taught by Feng Xifeng.

Thus, even though her husband was formidable, Feng Wu was confident to compete.

Xu Qing didn’t indulge her, and within a few rounds, Feng Wu admitted defeat.

She complained, "How could you bring up a passage from ’The Plum in the Golden Vase’? I haven’t even read that. This round doesn’t count."

She protested while her face turned red. That book was quite popular among women these days.

"Accept defeat gracefully, don’t be a sore loser, acting like a woman."

"Pfft, I am a woman!"

Throughout their everyday married life, Xu Qing and Feng Wu completed the cultivation of the Breathing Skills for the Twelve Main Meridians and Eight Extraordinary Meridians of the Xuantian Marvelous Sound Marrow Cleansing Technique.

Xu Qing patiently taught and helped Feng Wu through some difficult points by controlling her breathing.

Teaching was also a process of summarization.

Moreover, Feng Wu quickly grasped Earth Sound, probably due to her innate musical talent.

Elder Dan Xi had previously been astonished by her skill on the piano and flute.

Though Xu Qing was adequate in this area, he wasn’t a prodigy.

When he previously used the flute sound to treat Feng Wu’s Divine Soul, it was actually relying on the Xuantian Visualization Method, not because the flute sound itself was exceptionally beautiful or moving.

Of course, it was considered pleasant.

But the core essence necessary to grasp "Heavenly Sound" was still missing.

Feng Wu teased him about this.

Xu Qing was resigned, knowing that musical talent, even with a state of Absolute Focus, wasn’t something that could be easily faked.

The ancients said, silk isn’t comparable to bamboo, and bamboo isn’t comparable to flesh.

That meant, the beautiful voice of a singer displaying their talent wasn’t something that could be matched by instruments. Heavenly Sound was even beyond that level, a natural sound of the universe.

The Xuantian Marvelous Sound Marrow Cleansing Technique begins by stating: "Take the universe as the lungs and bowels, and transform the rainbow..."

While Feng Wu teased, she still actively brainstormed solutions, "Husband, your pitch is flawless, your pronunciation has no issues, and the Breathing Skill goes without saying. I can’t find any faults, so not grasping the Heavenly Sound might be due to a lack of the natural relaxation."

She entered into Earth Sound naturally, without having to consciously think about it.

Xu Qing pondered: "Naturally, huh?"

Taoist teachings emphasize the Daoist Law of Nature.

Indeed, he did everything correctly, except it wasn’t natural.

But how could one act naturally?

Feng Wu picked up her Jade Flute and began to play.

The flute music slowly rose, plain as a casual conversation, without wondrous pauses, similar to a gently flowing stream. On closer examination, one could perceive the impermanent changes of the water flow, brilliantly supreme.

This seemed like an impromptu piece from Feng Wu.

Like the sound of nature’s swirling winds and swirling waters.