"are you serious?"
Zuo An looked at Hua Qingcheng with eyes full of scrutiny and suspicion. He felt that the woman in front of him was clearly Hua Qingcheng, but for some reason, he inexplicably had an inexplicable strange feeling.
"Of course it's true. How could I be so bored as to come here just to play a joke on you?"
Hua Qingcheng's tone seemed nonchalant, but between the lines there was a sense of indifference and alienation, as if telling Zuo An not to challenge her bottom line easily.
Zuo An narrowed his eyes and looked at Hua Qingcheng thoughtfully. After a moment, he said, "Yes. However, if you are too stupid to learn, then you can't blame me..."
Hearing this, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but snort inwardly, but her face didn't betray the slightest emotion. She thought to herself, back in the modern era, she'd been a brilliant student with exceptional learning abilities, mastering all sorts of grappling and fighting techniques to perfection. This ancient Qinggong shouldn't be a problem for her...
Seeing Hua Qingcheng remain silent, Zuo An began to explain the essentials of Qinggong to her in detail: "The key to Qinggong lies in mastering the use of breath and body coordination. By regulating your breathing, you can concentrate your internal energy in your Dantian and connect it with your limbs and bones, thus achieving the effect of being as light as a swallow and flowing freely."
Hua Qingcheng listened attentively, her watery eyes sparkling with concentration, as if every word was deeply engraved in her heart.
Time passed by little by little, and the surroundings were quiet, with only Zuo'an's cold and steady voice echoing in the dormitory.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed. Hua Qingcheng felt as if she had grasped the essence of Qinggong, and she couldn't wait to go to the courtyard and try it out for herself. However, when she actually put it into practice, she found that things were far from as simple as she had imagined.
Hua Qingcheng took a deep breath and attempted to leap, gliding through the air as lightly as Zuo An. However, her body felt as heavy as if filled with lead, as if an invisible force were holding her back. She struggled to adjust her posture, trying to find the right point to apply force, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't quite grasp the trick.
Beads of sweat gradually formed on Hua Qingcheng's forehead, and a look of confusion and anxiety appeared on her face. Why did she clearly understand the theoretical knowledge, but encountered such difficulties in practice? Failure after failure made Hua Qingcheng feel a little frustrated, and her self-confidence also took a certain degree of damage.
At this moment, Zuo An, who was standing nearby, suddenly said slowly, "You haven't even learned to walk yet, and you're already thinking about flying!"
"What do you mean?" Hua Qingcheng turned her head and looked at Zuo'an with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Zuo An's lips curled slightly, and he replied with a half-smile, "What I just told you are just some key points of performing Qing Gong. But the problem is, you haven't even learned the most basic internal energy techniques. You don't know how to use your breath at all. How can you really perform Qing Gong and fly over rooftops and walls?"
"How can this be! Are you playing tricks on me?" Hua Qingcheng's face flushed slightly, purely out of anger.
"Not really!" Zuo An shook his head and said, "As the saying goes, a towering building starts from the ground. If you don't even have a solid foundation, and you want to reach the sky in one step or achieve success overnight, then of course it's impossible."
Although Hua Qingcheng felt somewhat embarrassed, she knew the man was right. So, she suppressed her dissatisfaction and patiently asked, "So, in your opinion, with my talent, how long would it take to learn Qinggong?"
Upon hearing this, Zuo An rubbed his chin with one hand and slowly walked around Hua Qingcheng, carefully looking her up and down. After a moment's thought, he replied, "At least a few days, at most several decades."
"What do you mean? Why are the two possibilities so far apart?" Hua Qingcheng looked suspiciously at Zuo An who was speaking seriously, but the other's cold face did not show any sign of joking.
"That's easy to understand. As the daughter of Young Master Feng, if you can be as talented as him and learn the Ancient Tomb School Qinggong that Han Sanlang taught you after just one viewing, then even if you're a bit dumber, you should be able to learn the Qinggong that I'm teaching you in a few days."
Zuo An glanced at Hua Qingcheng, paused slightly, and continued, "Of course, if you are dull, you may not be able to learn it even after decades..."
Hua Qingcheng secretly complained in her heart: Can't I, your sister, be an ordinary person between a genius and a fool?
After all, most people in this world are ordinary people. However, Hua Qingcheng also knew that if one wanted to learn this advanced Qinggong, it would probably take a lot of time and energy...
Thinking of this, Hua Qingcheng glanced at Zuo An's increasingly bulging belly. After a moment's thought, she said, "Zuo An, I sympathize with your pregnancy. To make it easier for you to teach me Qing Gong, I plan to live in Xiaoyao Residence from now on until you teach me Qing Gong."
Zuo An's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this. "Then...what if Her Highness the Princess never learns it in her lifetime?"
Hearing Zuo An's words, Hua Qingcheng's cheeks couldn't help but turn a barely noticeable blush. "Ahem, this is outrageous! Could it be that in your eyes, I am a fool?"
Zuo An raised his eyebrows slightly and said seriously, "This still needs to be confirmed by facts. I can't answer you right now."
At this moment, Hua Qingcheng suddenly felt that she had been wrong to think that Zuo An was a man of measured words and actions. In fact, when this guy was insulting others, you couldn't even find fault with him.
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