Chapter 127: An Inexplicable Harvest

Listening to Feng Zi's description, Lu Hanwen was instantly dumbstruck.

It was as if even the weight of the few Beast Skin Scrolls in his hands had become incomparably heavy.

"You mean... this is a cultivation method you researched yourself that points directly to the path of Qi Refining?!" Lu Hanwen looked at Feng Zi and asked in disbelief.

Of course, he actually knew that Feng Zi had been pondering Breathing Techniques these past few days.

This was no secret; at least Feng Zi had mentioned his thoughts to several companions.

Although Feng Zi's initial concept was very simple, it was, after all, a complete cultivation technique; how could it be created so easily?

Therefore, Lu Hanwen and the others had only noted the matter for the time being, without expecting Feng Zi to produce results in the short term.

But now, Feng Zi had given him a perfected cultivation technique, and it was even a core technique concerning the path of cultivation!

How could this not make Lu Hanwen incredibly astonished?

The other party looked at the scrolls held in his hands, hesitated for a long time, and then asked in disbelief:

"This technique concerns the secrets of cultivation, and such methods are all closely guarded secrets. Are you really teaching it to me so easily?"

A core cultivation technique that points directly to the essence of cultivation—for such an existence, even Lu Hanwen, as the heir to the Lu Family:

When he lacked the qualifications for cultivation, he could only look at it from afar, completely unaware of its contents.

But now, Feng Zi had casually handed such an existence over to him!

"No need to ask further, this was prepared specifically for you all." Hearing this, Feng Zi merely waved his hand and replied casually:

"You and Brother Li Shou should practice it first, and then pass it on to Daoist Friend Qingyang; it can be considered as adding a bit of self-preservation strength for you all.

"By the way, to facilitate your practice, Yue Yu and I have simplified it somewhat—

"Once you have mastered this technique, I will share the original version I conceived with you."

Having said that, Feng Zi summoned Qing Lin and said offhandedly:

"This technique has no difficulty; given the aptitude of you few, you should be able to pick it up very quickly.

"Enough talk, it's about time, we are going to eat first, you two should follow along soon."

Then, without waiting for Lu Hanwen to answer, the two of them pushed the door open and left.

From beginning to end, Feng Zi's attitude was so casual, as if he were completely unaware of what an astonishing thing he had done.

Lu Hanwen looked at the scrolls in his hands, his mood unable to calm down for a long time:

This was a cultivation method concerning the path of Qi Refining!

Even if it appeared immature compared to the inheritances of great clans and immortal sects, it was not something that could be conceived in a mere few days.

What's more, as far as Lu Hanwen knew, before this, Feng Zi had never come into contact with knowledge regarding the path of Qi Refining.

"From nothing to something, it actually only took a few short days to understand and conceive an immortal cultivation technique."

Lu Hanwen muttered to himself, his tone full of admiration: "Brother Feng Zi, just how peerless is your aptitude..."

Seeing that there was no movement, Li Shou, who was in the room, walked out and asked with a frown: "What happened?"

Facing this question, Lu Hanwen immediately sobered up and briefly described what had just happened.

Afterward, the two of them stared blankly at the scrolls together, their faces full of emotion and admiration.

Feng Zi was naturally unaware of all this.

In fact, he himself did not take this matter very seriously:

The technique he gave to Lu Hanwen was the "minimalist" version that had been simplified several times and could no longer be simplified further.

Because Qing Lin was always saying that although Feng Zi's technique had not a single excess and was full of interlocking brilliance, others might not be able to keep up with his understanding.

Therefore, Feng Zi racked his brains to delete the core of the technique's operation until only the Dantian Origin remained, and the circulation of True Qi was also simplified repeatedly.

For this set of techniques, Feng Zi named it—

"The True, Idiot-Proof, Final Version, Ultimate Optimized Version, No Room for Any Simplification, Absolutely Will Not Change Again, Introductory Technique for the Path of Qi Refining"

Of course, this name was just a joke in his mind; naturally, he would not tell anyone.

Having constructed and perfected the Breathing Technique he desired and left behind a cultivation method for his friends to step onto the path of Qi Refining, the current Feng Zi had no worries.

He let out a long breath and, together with Qing Lin, walked toward the tribal bonfire in a pleasant mood.

Then, Feng Zi saw a scene that left him dumbstruck—

A catch of fish, over ten zhang high and like a small mountain, was piled up by the bonfire.

"W-what is the situation here? Did you all fish out all the surrounding schools of fish?!"

Looking at such a massive harvest, Feng Zi opened his mouth in astonishment for a moment.

Hearing his question, Xia, who was to the side, walked up and replied with a smile: "It's not quite like that; the fishing team didn't do anything special, everything was the same as usual.

"I don't know why, but there were especially many fish today; as long as the net was cast, it didn't take long to have a bountiful harvest."

"Especially many fish? Sounds like today's luck is very good." Regarding this answer, Feng Zi did not take it to heart and just replied casually.

But as soon as these words were spoken, he suddenly realized that the situation seemed wrong.

Xia naturally noticed the change in Feng Zi's expression and hurriedly asked: "What is it, Lord Cun Xin, is there a problem somewhere?"

Feng Zi subconsciously rubbed his chin and asked: "Is this the season for the large-scale migration of fish schools?"

The young chieftain thought about it subconsciously upon hearing this, and after asking several priests and shamans, he replied:

"It is not; it is early spring now, the weather is still a bit cold, and it will be several more months before the fish schools migrate on a large scale."

Afterward, the other party realized what Feng Zi meant and lowered his voice to ask: "Does Lord mean... these fish might have a problem."

To this, Feng Zi did not answer immediately.

He observed carefully for a moment before shaking his head and saying: "Rest assured, the fish are normal; they are no different from the fish we usually eat.

"For the tribe, the biggest problem might be—the amount of the catch is too much, which might lead to waste."

Regarding this problem, Xia immediately replied: "Lord Cun Xin, rest assured, I have already made proper arrangements.

"Once everyone is full, we will pickle the remaining fish and pound them into meat paste that is easy to store and carry, ensuring that everything is put to good use."

Regarding how to make full use of resources, the people of this era have already summarized a set of methods.

Since Xia had already made proper arrangements, Feng Zi said no more.

He only moved his lips imperceptibly and transmitted his voice to Xia:

"Do not make a sound; wait until the people of the tribe have fallen asleep, then go to the bank of the Mu He and wait for me."