When he opened his eyes, he saw a small wooden room. The furniture around him, including tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets, were all made of wood.
Looking at himself, he was covered with a blue checkered blanket. He flipped open the blanket and saw that the light blue short-sleeved shirt and blue jeans he was wearing before had been changed. The two modern clothes had been changed. At this moment, he was wearing a loose monk's robe and a pair of very loose cloth pants.
"You're awake?"
At this moment, a lively girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, who was wearing a plaid shirt with two braids, big eyes, and a small nose, walked in from outside with a brown porcelain bowl in her hand.
"Is this the medicine that Master asked me to cook for you? Why don't you drink it?"
The girl walked up to Chen Yu and handed the brown porcelain bowl to him.
"Thank you, miss. May I ask where this is?”
After receiving the bowl of medicine, Chen Yu gulped down half of the bitter Chinese medicine in one gulp and returned the bowl to the girl.
"This is my master's home. It was my master, Master Ikkxiu, who saved you last night.”
The girl placed the bowl of medicine on the table and turned around.
"What about Master Ikxiu? I want to thank him in person."
Chen Yu asked after hearing the girl's words.
"My master went to fetch water. He should be back soon. Oh right, I'm Qingqing. What's your name?”
Qingqing asked curiously.
"My name is Chen Yu."
Chen Yu replied.
"Then where are you from? The clothes you wore last night were so strange! Even someone as knowledgeable as Master said that he had never seen the fabric and style of your clothes.”
Then, Qingqing said.
She had wanted to ask Chen Yu about it since she saw him last night. Unfortunately, Chen Yu had been unconscious the entire time.
"I've been to England once before. I bought this in England.”
Chen Yu guessed that this world should be in the Republic of China period. The era of his clothes was a hundred years ahead of this world. Hence, he could only find such an excuse.
"Did you change my clothes, Miss Qingqing?”
Chen Yu suddenly recalled that someone had taken off his jeans and shirt.
"Nonsense, my master helped you change it.”
Upon hearing Chen Yu's words, Qingqing rolled her eyes at him.
"You've been to England? How was it? Was England fun?"
Then, Qingqing couldn't help but ask curiously.
"It's fun…"
Upon hearing Qingqing's words, Chen Yu said helplessly. In reality, he was just a rural college student. He had never been to England before, so how would he know?
However, there were times when a lie needed thousands of lies to cover up. Fortunately, the Internet in the real world was developed. Chen Yu knew a little about the basic situation in the United Kingdom. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to scare Qingqing.
While Qingqing and Chen Yu were casually chatting, Master Ikxiu finally returned with a bucket of water. After placing the water into the kitchen, he also entered the small room.
"Master, he has already woken up!"
Qingqing said when she saw her master walk in.
"Young man, you've woken up. The injury on your back isn't too serious. It's only a light injury. That female ghost in white probably didn't want to kill you, or else you wouldn't have been able to wait until I came.”
Soon after, this somewhat skinny Master Yixiu walked up to Chen Yu and said,"
"I understand. Thank you for saving my life, Grandmaster.”
Chen Yu said gratefully.
"It's nothing. It's just a piece of cake! By the way, where's your master? Your cultivation is so low, how can your master be at ease with you coming out alone?”
Master Ikshou said with a smile.
This was because fiendish demons ran amok in this world. Generally speaking, people who learned spells had a master who passed them down. If their disciples 'cultivation levels were too low, they would definitely not be allowed to travel alone. Even if they went out, their master would accompany their disciples, just like Qingqing and him.
"I don't have a master. All my skills were cultivated by myself after I accidentally obtained an incomplete Maoshan technique.”
Chen Yu said with a bitter smile upon hearing Master Ikkxiu's words.
Could he say that he was not from this world?
"Oh?"
Master One Rest was very surprised. There were many incomplete secret manuals of spells in the world, but there were very few who could cultivate it alone. There were probably not many in the human world.
"My name is Yixiu. You can just call me Master Yixiu. You can recuperate here for the next few days. What plans do you have?”
Seeing that Chen Yu's dressing was different from ordinary people, he guessed that Chen Yu's identity might not be as simple as an ordinary person. Perhaps he had some extraordinary identity in the secular world, so he asked.
Master, he said his name is Chen Yu."
Before Chen Yu could say anything, Qingqing, who was standing at the side, spoke up.
"So, young man, your name is Chen Yu! Good name. Since you've already woken up, Chen Yu, Qingqing, let me introduce you two to a new friend, Jiale!”
Master Ikxiu said with a smile. Then, he called out to the people behind him.
Just as Chen Yu and Qingqing were about to make their preparations and wait for the person introduced by Master Ikyu to enter the room, they saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth who was about Qingqing's age and wore tattered Daoist robes climb over the balcony and enter the room.
"Hehe, hello everyone, my name is Jia Le!”
The youth greeted Chen Yu and Qingqing after entering the house.
The three young men exchanged pleasantries, exchanged names, and became friends temporarily.
Meanwhile, Chen Yu also stayed here and focused on recuperating. However, when he had time at night to cultivate the ? Receiving Spirit Technique ?, Chen Yu discovered that his cultivation had actually increased again after the fierce battle last night. He now had four strands of magical power in his body, and he was just a little bit away from breaking through to five strands.
But Chen Yu didn't know that this was the benefit of him overdrawing his magic power several times in battle and then continuously recovering it afterward.
Not only that, he had been cultivating for eight years and had already reached a bottleneck. He had not broken through the Bajiquan for a long time. After the exhausting battle last night, he felt that he was about to break through and enter a new realm at any time.
There was no entertainment in this world. At night, other than Master Yixiu, who would recite Buddhist scriptures for two hours, everyone went to bed at about nine o'clock in the real world. If they slept early, they would naturally wake up early.
Early the next morning, Chen Yu woke up at 5 a.m. in the real world. After waking up, he felt that the injury on his back was no longer a problem. Walking out of his room, he began practicing Bajiquan, which he hadn't practiced for several days, in the courtyard outside his room.
This fight lasted for two hours. In the past, when Chen Yu was practicing his fist, he couldn't control the strength in his entire body at all. However, right now, as he was practicing his fist nonstop, Chen Yu felt the strength in his entire body moving in a unified direction. His fist penetrated through his body.
Chen Yu had a feeling that the strength of his fist at this time was probably 30% greater than before. In a battle, even a fraction of his strength was the key to victory or defeat, let alone 30%.
When he swung his fist, he heard the faint sound of wind.
One had to know that fist wind was not something that could be created by any random third-rate character in martial arts novels. In the real world, if one wanted to use fist wind, one had to be a martial arts practitioner. In terms of fist speed and fist strength, they had to reach a certain level. Only after friction with the air resistance could they produce it.
If there was someone next to Chen Yu who could see through the bones in Chen Yu's body, they would discover that all the bones in his body were rhythmically moving along with his body every time he punched.
Although Chen Yu couldn't see all of this, he knew that he had already taken one foot into the realm of Bright Jin in fist techniques.
According to the records of the " Bajiquan " manual that he had obtained, China's Bajiquan, Xingyiquan, Bagua Palm, Wing Chun Fist, Taiji Fist, and other famous fist techniques were all considered Chinese martial arts. Open Jin, hidden Jin, and transformed Jin. As for the realms after that, it wasn't something Chen Yu could know.
The reason why the Clear Force was listed at the beginning was that only when one's fist technique was cultivated to the Clear Force level could one be considered to have truly stepped into the door of Chinese martial arts.
As for those whose fist techniques hadn't reached the level of Bright Jin, they could only be considered amateurs.
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