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After joining the sect of Xuanfeng Zhenren, Liang Tian devoted himself to diligent practice at Qingfeng Temple. After successfully deciphering the Restriction at the Ruins Entrance and leading everyone into the ruins, he became increasingly aware of the importance of strength and intensified his training.
Every morning at dawn, Liang Tian would begin his cultivation by the spiritual spring on the back mountain. With his heart directed towards the heavens and his eyes closed, spiritual energy surrounded him. Drawing upon his memories as a Celestial Sovereign from his past life, the obscure foundational cultivation techniques gradually became clear to him. What might take others months to master, Liang Tian comprehended in just a few days, even improving upon them and applying them in new ways.
He first circulated his spiritual energy, guiding it to flow slowly through the Extraordinary Meridians, honing every inch of his meridians. As the spiritual energy flowed, Liang Tian could distinctly feel himself becoming more attuned to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if he had become a part of them. The other disciples in the observation hall looked on with awe and admiration.
“Senior Brother Liang Tian is truly gifted; with such a speed of cultivation, I doubt anyone in Qingfeng Temple can match him,” said one junior disciple with envy in his eyes.
“Indeed! After years of practice, I still cannot compare to Senior Brother Liang Tian’s understanding in just a few days,” another disciple chimed in.
However, not all disciples were appreciative of Liang Tian's outstanding performance. Some who were usually self-important could not help but feel jealousy. Among them was Sun Yang. Sun Yang had always been regarded as one of the best among the younger generation at Qingfeng Temple, but Liang Tian’s arrival instantly overshadowed him.
“Hmph, it’s just luck; he must be using some underhanded methods,” Sun Yang thought bitterly as he watched Liang Tian cultivate.
In the days that followed, Liang Tian not only focused on his own training but also frequently shared insights with other disciples. He combined the cultivation concepts from the celestial realm with the techniques of Qingfeng Temple, explaining them in an accessible manner. Many disciples made significant breakthroughs in their practice with his help.
“Senior Brother Liang Tian, when I try to guide my spiritual energy to impact a certain acupoint, I always feel powerless. What should I do?” one disciple asked humbly.
Liang Tian smiled and replied, “That’s because you haven’t grasped the rhythm of your spiritual energy flow yet. Try slowing down; during each circulation, focus on feeling how your spiritual energy aligns with the acupoint. Repeating this several times may lead you to success.”
The disciple followed his advice and indeed made progress, feeling immensely grateful to Liang Tian.
As Liang Tian's reputation grew within Qingfeng Temple, Sun Yang's jealousy intensified. Finally, during a Disciple Sparring session, Sun Yang decided to challenge Liang Tian, hoping to embarrass him publicly.
On the day of the sparring match, the training grounds of Qingfeng Temple were filled with disciples. Sun Yang, dressed in tight-fitting attire and wielding a long sword, looked provocatively at Liang Tian. "Liang Tian, today I will spar with you and let everyone see who the true strong one is."
Liang Tian frowned slightly but responded politely, "Sun Yang, the purpose of sparring is to exchange insights on our cultivation. I hope we can keep it within limits."
"Less talk, and more action!" Sun Yang shouted, launching the first attack. His swordplay was fierce, the blade flashing like a silver lightning bolt aimed at Liang Tian.
Liang Tian remained calm, his movements swift as he deftly avoided Sun Yang's strikes. At the same time, he invoked a basic spell from Qingfeng Temple, creating a gentle shield of spiritual energy to protect himself.
Seeing his first attack fail, Sun Yang intensified his assault. His sword techniques were bold and powerful, each strike infused with strong spiritual energy. However, Liang Tian handled it all with ease, weaving through Sun Yang's attacks while occasionally pointing out flaws in his technique.
"Sun Yang, your swordplay is indeed fierce, but it lacks variation and the flow of your spiritual energy is not smooth enough," Liang Tian said while evading.
Hearing this made Sun Yang feel both ashamed and angry, causing his technique to become even more chaotic. Seizing the opportunity, Liang Tian lightly waved his hand, sending a burst of spiritual energy that struck Sun Yang's wrist. The long sword fell from Sun Yang's grasp with a clatter as he staggered back several steps.
"I lost," Sun Yang gritted his teeth and admitted, feeling an even deeper jealousy towards Liang Tian.
Liang Tian stepped forward to help him up. "Sun Yang, this journey of cultivation is long. This sparring match is merely a chance to gain experience; we should work hard together in the future."
Though Liang Tian had won the match, he did not let it inflate his ego. He understood that he still had a long way to go on his path of cultivation. This sparring also made him realize that while most disciples at Qingfeng Temple were friendly and eager to learn, there were also elements of jealousy and competition present. However, these would not hinder his progress; instead, they would motivate him to work harder and prepare for revenge in order to return to the celestial realm.
After the sparring ended, Liang Tian returned to the back mountain and immersed himself in rigorous training once again. His figure by the spirit spring appeared increasingly resolute.
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