Yang Yitian took a look at the jade slip containing the Ice Arrow Technique, mobilized his spiritual power, and quickly condensed an ice arrow in his hand.
Yang Yitian felt as if the ice arrow was a part of his body, completely under his control. He then tried launching the ice arrow, which accurately pierced the center of the target!
Yang Yitian was somewhat smug, never expecting he would have special abilities one day! If he could go back to Earth now and perform, all sorts of media outlets would probably be vying to report on him! But unfortunately, he probably can't go back; he actually misses his family quite a bit.
Yang Yitian shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and took out another technique to continue practicing.
Qi Zhiheng cultivated for a day, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Yitian sleeping in bed. He wondered how well this person was practicing his magic. He thought it wouldn't be so quick to succeed. Qi Zhiheng pondered how to comfort him later.
As dawn broke, Yang Yitian groggily got out of bed. In fact, now that he had entered a state of cultivation, there was no need for him to sleep. Just as Qi Zhiheng had said, meditation was a form of rest.
But he still felt uncomfortable and needed to sleep every day.
After having breakfast, they went to the courtyard with Qi Zhiheng.
Qi Zhiheng asked, "Can you demonstrate the spell I learned yesterday?" He had even prepared words of comfort, just waiting for Yang Yitian to fail.
Yang Yitian cast a spell, and an ice arrow shot out, hitting the bullseye!
Qi Zhiheng's words of comfort stuck in his throat.
Yang Yitian looked at him expectantly, asking, "How was it? Not bad, right?"
Qi Zhiheng came to his senses, coughed twice, and said, "Very good. You learned it after practicing all day yesterday?"
Yang Yitian shook his head and said, "No."
Qi Zhiheng also thought it was unlikely. How could an ordinary person who had never been exposed to magic become familiar with it so quickly? They must have been practicing all night: "So you stayed up all night practicing last night?"
Yang Yitian: "No, I learned it the moment I used it, I didn't need to practice at all."
Qi Zhiheng's words of comfort were choked up again...
Yang Yitian continued, "I've looked through all the spells you gave me."
Qi Zhiheng continued, "We must not rush into matters of magic..."
Yang Yitian nodded: "I'm not in a hurry. I've only looked at it. I only learned a dozen or so yesterday. I need to practice a few more today."
Qi Zhiheng: "..."
Qi Zhiheng: "You've mastered those dozen or so spells you practiced yesterday?"
Yang Yitian demonstrated more than a dozen spells.
Qi Zhiheng was speechless. Could it be that his wife was truly a cultivation genius?!
Yang Yitian spent five days learning all those techniques, and then continued his cultivation.
Qi Zhiheng thought Yang Yitian would keep breaking through relentlessly, but unexpectedly, he stopped at the third level of Qi Refining.
Qi Zhiheng let out a breath. Thinking about it, it made sense. The path of cultivation couldn't be judged solely on aptitude; comprehension was also extremely important. Some people couldn't grasp the essence and thus struggled to break through even a small stage. Yang Yitian would probably linger in the early stages of Qi Refining for a while.
Thinking that his physical condition had not yet been resolved, Qi Zhiheng cultivated even more desperately.
Seeing that he couldn't achieve any results no matter how he cultivated, Yang Yitian spent even less time meditating and spent all his time running around the courtyard practicing his flying techniques, which were very similar to the light-footed skills in martial arts movies! In the era before cell phones, he managed to make do with it.
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