Chapter 195: The Useless Dragon Bone Secret Essence

Although there are many things to handle every day, Cheng Feng has never neglected the improvement of his Martial Dao. Only through constant effort can he increase his strength and protect his family.

The Martial Arts Hall only taught him up to the Blood Refining Realm, but relying on Wang Tieshan's previous teachings and the experience and information recorded in the Mountain Crushing Fist, he successfully broke through the bottleneck.

Cheng Feng can improve his own Martial Dao through the Panmian, but he still has to consider how to help his women improve their strength; after all, they are all Ordinary people.

Furthermore, when Cheng Feng recently tried using the Thunderous Blood-Bursting Art, he discovered it did not bring about a significant improvement as it had before. Such a sudden problem also made Cheng Feng realize that his understanding of Martial Dao still needed improvement; he could not rely solely on the Panmian to increase his strength, and he also needed to understand the knowledge and common sense of Martial Dao.

Fortunately, it is not too late; having been busy making money before, he can now settle his heart to properly understand it and make up for his shortcomings.

Nowadays, regarding the Bone Refining Realm, he only simply feels that his strength and physical fitness have completely crossed a threshold, and he only knows that the subsequent steps require relying on slow, steady work to proceed step by step.

But Cheng Feng feels something is still missing, such as cultivation techniques and martial arts for the Bone Refining Realm? This is a topic he has not yet had the chance to discuss with his master, Wang Tieshan.

If there really is any method to accelerate cultivation in the Bone Refining Realm, Cheng Feng is naturally willing, not for himself, but only for his women.

After balancing both career and family, Cheng Feng also began to seek the method of Bone Refining from Wang Tieshan.

Bringing gifts to the inner courtyard of the Martial Arts Hall, Cheng Feng feels that he is a fake Closed-door Disciple.

The Closed-door Disciples of other people's masters are cared for with the utmost concern, worrying and laboring for them; having encountered a master like Wang Tieshan, because he just practiced a bit slowly in the early stages, Wang Tieshan, this impatient person, could not stand it.

He let his disciple, whose talent was suppressed first and then rose later, go home to practice slowly.

If it weren't for the fact that he still sent people over to test him every once in a while, Cheng Feng would not be able to feel the joy of being a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall at all.

He could only feel that kind of "rich people are willful" feeling.

It was that kind of feeling where it doesn't matter whether you practice or not, because my family is rich anyway.

But at that time, Cheng Feng didn't have much silver; after dealing with various expenses from the twenty taels of monthly dividends from the tavern, there wasn't much left, and he was stably poor.

Now that he has money, there is no path in Martial Dao, so he still has to rely on this treasure of an old boy, Wang Tieshan.

Wang Tieshan was drinking tea and saw a familiar figure at the door: "You brat, haven't your family members already been brought back? What are you doing sneaking around at my door?"

Cheng Feng touched his nose and smiled: "Isn't this because I came to show my filial piety to you, Master? Look, authentic braised meat from Lao Liu's family, and the Autumn Sorrow Wine newly produced by your disciple; it's not even on the market yet. You should have a taste."

"Then I really must have a good taste of what the rising star, the Hong Sect Leader, has brought," Wang Tieshan teased.

"Old man, you're really bad; how am I supposed to respond to that?" Cheng Feng thought to himself.

On the surface, however, he was all smiles: "Isn't it all thanks to your wise teaching and protection, Master? Otherwise, how could your disciple's small gang have escaped the bullying of those big gangs?"

Wang Tieshan smiled and said nothing; he had been settled in Qingxi County for thirty years, and when he opened the Martial Arts Hall, he had also been bullied and squeezed out, but he had turned things around and survived by relying on his strength.

If gaining a foothold were really that simple, so many other martial arts halls at the time would not have left in regret.

Among his own disciples, in terms of strength and capability, his first and second disciples were enough to stand on their own, but unfortunately, a monster like Cheng Feng emerged.

To be able to directly kill that old guy Peng Yuyan and wipe out the Green Bamboo Gang—this is unique. The Hong Sect under his command has been established for only a little over a year, and he has already ascended to the throne of the leading gang in South City; I fear it will be difficult for the other three gangs in the future.

Cheng Feng and Wang Tieshan sat down at a small table in the inner courtyard of the Martial Arts Hall; the fragrance of tea and wine intertwined, and the atmosphere gradually improved.

Wang Tieshan took a light sip of the Autumn Sorrow Wine, a flash of approval in his eyes: "Hmm, this wine indeed has its unique qualities; mellow without losing its crispness. Good craftsmanship."

"Master, you flatter me. This meager skill of your disciple is nothing but showing off before an expert in your presence," Cheng Feng responded modestly, though he was secretly proud that his brewing skills could be recognized by his master.

Changing the subject, Cheng Feng said solemnly: "Master, your disciple has come today not only to show filial piety to you, but also to ask for a favor."

Wang Tieshan put down his wine cup, his eyes becoming deep: "Oh? What could possibly trouble you, the Hong Sect Leader?"

Cheng Feng pondered for a moment and said: "Your disciple knows that the path of Martial Dao is long and difficult. Although I have now stepped into the Bone Refining Realm, I feel lost regarding the subsequent Bone Refining Realm. Your disciple is dull and only knows how to practice hard, but I cannot grasp the essentials, so I have come specifically to ask you, Master, for the method of Bone Refining."

Hearing this, Wang Tieshan smiled slightly, as if he had long expected Cheng Feng to ask this: "The Bone Refining Realm is extraordinary. Upon first entering the Bone Refining Realm, Martial Artists often carry a desire for power and awe of the unknown."

This realm is not just the accumulation of muscle, but the Transformation of the skeleton; it is tempering every single bone into an indestructible Sharp Blade, hiding dragons and crouching tigers.

Every breath is accompanied by the subtle cracking and rebirth between the bones. Ordinary Martial Artists rely entirely on their own Blood Qi to polish and nourish, entering their commonly used bones through the bone gaps; this is the safest and most time-consuming way.

Of course, there are also sages of Martial Artists who created techniques, but such techniques are all within the great noble families and are basically not passed on to outsiders. I don't have them here either. If you want to consider it, you can go to the State Capital Auction to take a look."

As he spoke, Wang Tieshan pulled a yellowed ancient book from the bookshelf beside him. On the cover, the four large characters "Dragon Bone Secret Essence" were written in seal script, revealing an ancient and mysterious air. "This book is the crystallization of the hard work of the predecessors of my Martial Arts Hall. It records various precautions for the Bone Refining Realm and a medicinal formula to assist in Bone Refining. You may take it, but remember: on the path of Martial Dao, greed for too much will lead to indigestion; you must proceed step by step to achieve success."

Cheng Feng received the ancient book with both hands, his heart filled with excitement, and he thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Master, for your generous gift. Your disciple will definitely study it diligently and not fail your expectations."

Wang Tieshan nodded, a flash of gratification in his eyes: "You are naturally intelligent and willing to work hard; your future achievements will surely be limitless. However, the path of Martial Dao is extremely dangerous. Since you want to protect your family and also take care of the gang, remember not to be too hasty; you must act according to your ability."

Hearing this, a warm current surged in Cheng Feng's heart; he knew that his master was caring for him. "Your disciple understands and will definitely keep your teachings in mind and move forward steadily."

After bidding farewell to Wang Tieshan, Cheng Feng held the "Dragon Bone Secret Essence" and read it through carefully; the most important part was that medicinal formula.

As for the precautions and insights, they were also quite valuable, but not what Cheng Feng needed in his heart.

After all, this place, the county town, is too small.