Cultivation had never been a cosy thing. It was not only humdrum, but also painful, especially in the process of gathering nimbus and feeling the spiritual acupoint. When nimbus entered your body, your body stung as if someone hit you with an awl.
However, Yang Junshan found a thing which overjoyed him soon after. He planned to replace Spiritual Incantation on Earthshaking with 5H-earth Spiritual Incantation before, and what he should do first was to turn the earthshaking nimbus which was accumulated in the last year into 5H-earth nimbus.
Yet Yang Junshan found that when he gathered and transform the earthshaking nimbus in the process of cultivation, he could absorb the thin nimbus from the spiritual well and turn them into 5H-earth nimbus at the same time, which meant Yang Junshan could do two things simultaneously in the process of cultivation.
After consideration, Yang Junshan owed all of this to his experiences in the prelife. In his previous life, although Yang Junshan lived a turbulent life with mediocre intelligence, he had promoted his cultivation to the forth level of Warrior Realm with difficulty.
Perhaps because of the experiences in his prelife, Yang could have the perception and mind far higher than those of his peers, and could conduct the dual cultivation easily.
Sometimes even Yang confused that if he was really reborn with the memory about experiences in previous life or that was just a prediction in his dreamland. But what Yang Junshan could affirm was that the dreamlike experiences really had great impact on himself.
Such as, the mind far more mature than peers', the 5H-earth Spiritual Incantation which he practiced just now, as well as dual-use perception.
Yang Junshan had to finish his cultivation at midnight. It was not because he felt boring but because his body had reached the limitation and couldn't sustain gathered nimbus any more.
Yang Junshan could have lasted longer with his will stronger than his peers', but his body was too weak. Anyway, Yang Junshan was only 12 years old. It was really great for him to have the power of pulling a mulberry bow.
In the next morning, Yang Junshan got up early. He saw his younger brother Yang Junping and youngest sister Yang Junxin had been ready to practice a set of boxing in the forecourt.
This set of boxing was called Crude Bull Boxing, handed down from generation to generation in the Yang Clan. The purpose of this boxing was to develop physical strength, and every child in Yang Clan, including Yang Junxin who was at the age of seven and a half, had to learn this set of boxing to make the body strong.
Seeing Yan Junshan come out from the house, Yan Junxin, who had been out of breath for practicing this boxing, stopped to take a break and complained, "Well, Bro is lazy. He got up so late again!"
Han Xiumei who was making breakfast poked her head out of kitchen and said, "Girl, don't be lazy. Your brother had tested his spiritual acupoints, and conducted the cultivation diligently last night. So, he can get up late. When you and your second brother are older than ten years old, you have to test your spiritual acupoint too and conduct cultivation beside the spiritual well in the backyard."
Yang Junshan washed his face with cold water and grimaced at his sister, and then he got ready to practice Crude Bull Boxing with his brother and sister.
The Crude Bull Boxing performanced by Yang Junshan was quite different from that performanced by his brother and sister. He launched a punch with a shout as if he was a young bull. With his eyes wide open, his feet, waist, abdomen, arms, and even his neck bursting strength, he seemed to really have a great bravery to challenge a tiger.
In contrast, Yang Junping, when practicing Crude Bull Boxing, was more like a lean cow that was not strong enough, and Yang Junxin was simply a newborn calf that was still learning how to walk, and just engaged in formality.
Although Yang Junshan's attainments on Crude Bull boxing was far greater than his two younger siblings', today's practice was particularly different, perhaps because of the experiences of his prelife and the practice of 5H-earth Valuable Incantation last night. Anyway, Yang Junshan felt that the power of Crude Bull Boxing increased a lot, and his connection between movements became very skilled, as if he had practiced it for a long time.
The progress of Yang Junshan on this boxing not only quickly caught the attention of Han Xiumei, but also Yang Junping and Yang Junxin found the difference of Yang Junshan today and could not help but stop to see Yang Junshan's practice.
"Who-, ah--!"
Every punch was launched with a roar given by Yang Junshan, and he could even feel that his every muscle was being driven during the process of practicing Crude Bull Boxing, and veins stood out under the skin. He could even clearly feel himself more flexible and stronger.
In fact, Crude Bull Boxing was not an advanced boxing skill for exercise. It could only be used to strengthen the body. At most, it was only good among the low-grade boxing skills for exercise.
Yang Junshan knew a set of medium-grade boxing named Rolling-on-ground Boxing in his previous life. It was enough to exercise bones and muscles, and more powerful than the Crude Bull Boxing, but this set of boxing required people to roll on the ground in various ways. The people who practiced it would look extremely awkward.
After finishing the Crude Bull Boxing, Yang Junshan had been bathed in hot sweat, so he washed himself with cold water. At that time, he heard Han Xiumei said, "Junshan, your attainment in Crude Bull Boxing is smashing now!"
Yang Junshan certainly knew it and smiled, "I just begin to understand its essence to some extent. After all, I'm going to Pehchao Mountain. If there is no improvement, what should I do? "
Hearing he mention Pehchao Mountain, Han Xiumei was obviously not happy, but since her son was full of zeal, she did not want to pour cold water again, so she forced a smile and said, "Come on and have a break, waiting for you dad to come back for breakfast. Today we have spiritual rice-water, and spiritual wheat-cakes are enough!"
Hearing this, Yang Junping and Yang Junxin jumped up out of joy. Yang Family was well-off , but had not reached the level on which spiritual rice and spiritual wheat could be offered in three meals a day. The reason why the breakfast was so good was Yang Junshan was going to Pehchao Mountain the day after tomorrow.
Spiritual grain and spiritual wheat were kind of low-grade of spiritual plants. Because they had a small amount of absorbable nimbus and boasted large output, they became the main food of practitioners.
However, so-called large output was also relative to other spiritual plants. The spiritual farmers mainly lived on the cultivation of spiritual grains which also demanded many harsh conditions compared to ordinary grains. It was not easy to be self-sufficient for common spiritual farmers by spiritual grains, so the farmers mainly grew ordinary grains, and small amounts of spiritual grains.
Yang Family was well-off in Tuqiu Village. Han Xiumei was in charge of housework, but only offered spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables at noon every day. As for dinner, it was a meal mixed by spiritual rice and ordinary rice. In the morning, it was common meals in most cases, except during busy seasons.
Yang Junshan, after finishing the Crude Bull Boxing, did not see Yang Tiangang come out, so he asked, "Mom, where is father?"
Han Xiumei pointed to the backyard, and said, "In the backyard. There is a fair in the Huangtu Town today. He is going to the town and now he is feeding the packhorse."
"Today is the fair day? I will go to the fair with my dad!" Yang Junshan said, with the excited expression.
Han Xiumei answered as if she had known what Yang Junshan would do, "Our packhorse has been as tall as a man and it is fine to carry you, but you should ask your father's permission."
Junshan laughed. He got the mulberry bow out of the shelf, which was a gift from his father a few days before. The bow weighed about 60kg. Junshan could only pull 70% of the bow when it was just taken home, but now he could easily pull a full bow. Taking a pot of bamboo arrows, he erected one grass target 50 steps away in the grain yard and then drew his bow to practice. The moment he pulled his bow, he felt that his archery, like his Crude Bull Boxing, had achieved great progress than before. The feeling was so familiar. Following this feeling, he shot seven arrows with each arrow hitting dead on the bull's eye.
In normal days, although Junshan had practiced archery for one year, with ten bamboo arrows, it would be excellent for him to hit the bull's eye three or five times from the distance of fifty paces.
Junshan was in a trance for a while. The sudden progress in the Crude Bull Boxing had made his mother surprised. In addition, the fact that he cultivated beside the spiritual well till the midnight must have been learnt by his parents. Had they known Junshan also made great progress in archery, his parents would doubt whether he was their son.
Junshan allowed himself a wry smile, and shot few arrows aside the bull's eye deliberately. Eventually, eighteen arrows were dead on target, while the rest were also near the bull's eye. Still, the score was the most excellent since he practiced shooting arrows.
"You have made great progress."
Junshan took back the arrows from the grass target, and found that his father was standing in the doorway. Apparently, he had been watching the shooting.
Yang Tiangang lifted his feet to knock the ash out of the pot, pulled the leaves under the twig fence optionally to clear his pot, and laughed, "I was worried about your safety to Pehchao Mountain before, but now, I see you are of great confidence."
Junshan answered with a self-satisfied smile, "Sure. If I am unconfident, I definitely dare not go to Pehchao Mountain."
His father hit Junshan's head with the pole of Wind-grinded Copper Tobacco Pot. Junshan had been ready for this, trying his best to avoid the hit, but eventually, he failed. The hit from his father was really heavy, making his face twist, and he shouted for his pain.
Yang Tiangang grinned, "You don't be so complacent. If you really want to go to Pehchao Mountain, there are all moving targets. And it's different from shooting still targets. "
Junshan learned this early. Actually, it was enough to deal with the trip to Pehchao Mountain Paddock after several days of practice, when he could restore part of his previous life's level.
Yang Tiangang threw one glittering thing to Junshan with his thumb.
Junshan caught it hurriedly and found that it was round with square hole, sending forth wisps of nimbus quickly. His eyes twinkled with pleasure, "A jade coin!"
Yang Tiangang turned back to the yard, and said, "Go to the market with me after the breakfast. This coin is a reward for you to buy the things you like."