Chapter 92 - Cultivation.

The next day, before dawn, Liu Yunzhi began practicing martial arts on the mountaintop.
For cultivators, there is no distinction between day and night, unless they practice special techniques that directly absorb various energies between heaven and earth, such as purple energy, moonlight, and sunlight, among others.
However, Liu Yunzhi is indeed practicing martial arts, which is also a form of cultivation. If the disciples of other peaks were to find out, their jaws would drop in astonishment. The newly emerging prodigy from the mysterious realm, is actually practicing martial arts to cultivate. They would never be able to comprehend it, but that's the reality.
His martial arts are quite chaotic, not rigidly following a set routine, but instead changing rapidly from one style to another. One moment he may be using the Xingyi Fist, and the next moment he switches to the Eight Extremes Fist. His techniques are also not standard, yet they give off a strong and intimidating aura, with an overwhelming presence.
这就是刘云志自己对于拳法的改变了，说不上对错，只能说更适合他自己，他历经无数血战，风里来雨里去，不知经过多少生死危机，早就过了打拳拘泥于形式的时候，后来更是在战场上打滚，对于那些好看而无用的把式，全都摈弃，只剩下纯粹的杀伐招式。
At this moment, however, he was troubled. On that day, when Liu Yunzhi used his divine power to activate the power of Qi and blood circulation, he inexplicably felt a rhythmic fluctuation and soon after, a tiger-shaped phantom appeared.
However, no matter how he punches in that way, he can't feel that rhythm anymore, which makes him scratch his head. Where does that rhythm come from?
Until the sun is high, he is sweating all over, but he still can't feel that rhythm. He can only stop and see that the mountaintop is a mess, with pits and holes, as if it were a land destroyed by wild boars. There is no sight of Tai Chi appearing on the ground.
With a wry smile, he didn't mind it either. Although he didn't feel that kind of rhythm, punching with divine power was still formidable, just without the same impact. This mountain was not an ordinary peak. If it was destroyed, it would be restored to its original state after a while, saving the trouble of cleaning up.
Since he couldn't figure it out on his own, he decided not to force it. As the saying goes, when the time comes, heaven and earth will work together, and when luck runs out, heroes are not free. When the timing is right, everything will fall into place as destined.
When Liu Yunzhi found the old man Li Ruoyu, he was meditating in a dilapidated temple, his breathing weak. If one didn't pay attention, they would assume he had already passed away.
He did not disturb, but sat cross-legged below, quietly waiting. Basic etiquette should still be followed, as they say, "Many manners are not considered strange." Regardless of who it is or when it is, a person who adheres to manners will also be given basic respect by others.
Li Ruoyu didn't wake up from his meditation until an hour later. His eyes were filled with a sense of innumerable changes, as if a glimpse of the real world appeared before him. However, in the blink of an eye, everything disappeared again.
"How long have you been waiting?" Li Ruoyu looked at Liu Yunzhi, who appeared ordinary in every way. The old man seemed like an ordinary elderly person, and Liu Yunzhi seemed like an ordinary teenager.
"One hour." Liu Yunzhi remained calm, showing no signs of discontent or impatience.
"Okay, one hour. If you have any further questions in the future, feel free to come to me anytime, including during your practice."
Li Ruoyu is also a person who is difficult to discern emotions from. It seems that he really lets Liu Yunzhi come and find him at any time. But Liu Yunzhi doesn't know how to do that. The old man said so, but he came here to seek knowledge, so he must maintain a respectful attitude.
He remembered an ancient saying, "I treat you casually, and you treat me casually?"
He didn't know who said it, but he thought this statement made a lot of sense. In life and work, no matter what others say, one must know how to act and be responsible for oneself. People who are unreliable in their actions won't be liked by others.
“不过在讲解之前，我想问你，你可愿真心加入拙峰？”
在问出这个问题的一刻，老人目光炯炯有神，死死的盯着刘云志的眼睛。刘云志心下暗叹了口气，这一刻还是来了。
He just knows that old Mr. Li Ruoyu is definitely not as carefree and unconcerned as he seems on the surface. In fact, the old man cares a lot about Zhuofeng.
"Am I free to act?" he pondered seriously for a moment and said.
“拙峰目前只有你我二人，以后就算人多了，也不会约束你什么，大可放心。”李若愚仍然盯着他，此刻他再也不是那个缥缈出尘的病老人，目光如刀一般，不达目的誓不罢休。
“我愿意加入拙峰，至于真心，太奢侈了，我都不知道自己能不能做到，所以应承不了您什么真心。”
Li Ruoyu nodded and felt relieved instead.
"If you deceive me by saying something sincere or swear by an oath, I won't be fooled. Just speak the truth, and I'll be more at ease."
"Since you have joined the Zhuofeng sect, you are now a disciple of Zhuofeng. I will impart the teachings of the Natural Way of Zhuofeng to you. As for that kind of secret technique, it has not reappeared so far, and we don't know when it will be revived and passed down again."
At this point, Li Ruoyu felt a little melancholy as he stroked his beard. He had been waiting for that kind of secret technique for many years, and he had actually already fully understood the natural Tao of clumsiness long ago.
"Today, I won't talk about those profound Daoist teachings. I'll start by teaching you the most basic practice."
The old man said as he picked up a speck of dust from his body and placed it in front of Liu Yunzhi.
"What is this?"
刘云志看着这粒灰尘陷入了沉思，毫无疑问，这是一个禅机，回答是一粒灰尘，肯定是错的，实话实说的环节已经过去了，做人不能太老实。
"This is, a world." Liu Yunzhi gave the deepest interpretation he understood.
"Oh? Tell me." The old man was somewhat surprised that although Liu Yunzhi didn't understand cultivation very well, he gave the correct answer.
The junior once came across some Buddhist scriptures, which mentioned the concept of "one grain of sand is a world, one leaf is enlightenment". I have also heard that the universe is infinitely vast, and so is the quantity of dust. When magnified, the inside of a dust particle contains a world identical to the external universe.
"So, the Dao has no big or small, and the world might just exist between Mount Sumeru."
Liu Yunzhi blurted out his understanding in one breath, only to find the old man's expression somewhat peculiar.
Li Ruoyu was indeed speechless. He thought Liu Yunzhi was just playing clever or reciting from textbooks, but he didn't expect that Liu Yunzhi had his own understanding of these matters. He cited classics and had even broader knowledge than him. Suddenly, Li Ruoyu didn't know how to continue speaking. Translation: Li Ruoyu was indeed speechless. He thought Liu Yunzhi was just playing clever or reciting from textbooks, but he didn't expect that Liu Yunzhi had his own understanding of these matters. He cited classics and had even broader knowledge than him. Suddenly, Li Ruoyu didn't know how to continue speaking.
Liu Yunzhi saw the old man dazed and lost in thought, but he didn't disturb him and waited quietly. After a while, Li Ruoyu regained his senses.
"You're right, each grain of sand is a vast world, just like every flower and blade of grass."
"However, it is better to read fewer books on Buddhism in the future. You are still young, not to mention there are many living fossils who have lived for thousands of years. After discussing with them, you might end up converting to Buddhism. Perhaps, if you read their books too much, you may not be able to maintain your focus and determination."