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Chapter 72 - 72 72 Zhou Liu Wu Zang Yi Qi Nourishing Body Technique

72: Chapter 72 “Zhou Liu Wu Zang Yi Qi Nourishing Body Technique 72: Chapter 72 “Zhou Liu Wu Zang Yi Qi Nourishing Body Technique Danlin Town was built around the Dan Leave Green Wood.

At its core are sheds for planting various rare medicinal Spirit Plants, surrounded by many workshops and factories related to the medicinal industry.

The residential area is in the middle, and the outermost layer consists of strongholds of major gangs and the trade area.

The closer to the center, the taller the buildings.

The trade area on the outermost side mostly consists of single and double-story buildings, while the large company workshops around the Dan Leave Green Wood have buildings nearly a hundred meters tall.

Huo Qing’s residence was right next to the trade area, left to him by his parents.

The Day Tiger Gang’s stronghold was also not far, just three streets away.

According to the locals, he was naturally born into the Zheng Wu Hu Banner, an old gang faction.

Although there was a bloody battle the previous night, the atmosphere in the town was rather calm.

Essentially, it was just representatives from various corporate factions fighting a real-bullet free-for-all on a platform.

People would die and bleed on the platform; it looked terrifying, but once the fight was over and the benefits were divided and winners and losers were determined, everything came to an end.

Just like the “ceasefire” message Huo Qing had received earlier, everyone went on with their lives as if nothing had happened.

Although the deceased wouldn’t think so, they were dead and thus had no ability to speak up.

The roads where Huo Qing lived were dry and clean.

The pavement was made of tightly joined light yellow bricks.

The houses, though old, were not dirty or disorderly, which was different from what An Jing had imagined.

However, considering this was the inheritance left to him by Huo Qing’s parents, it was not that surprising.

Huo Qing took An Jing to a street-side stall next to their residential area that sold flatbreads and offal soup.

Under a shelter propped up by a frame, there were large stoves and pots, flames flared, and the soup roiled in the pot, sending up a rich aroma.

“The chef at this stall is top-notch.

I’ve been to many towns, and none serve soup that can match this one in freshness and fragrance,”

Huo Qing highly praised it.

An Jing glanced at the chef, who was about fifty or sixty years old, had a dark complexion, and a muscular physique, busy cutting up half-cooked tripe and other offal under an adjacent shelter.

The elderly man sliced these ingredients into thin strips before tossing them into the big pot.

Seeing new customers, he gave a simple smile.

Someone who was presumably his daughter or daughter-in-law was serving the dishes, also featuring dark cheeks and a robust figure—in the town, there were not many people wearing gas masks and raincoats.

When Huo Qing ordered, the chef ladled out two bowls of soup, adjusted the seasonings, sprinkled freshly chopped green onions and ground pepper, then lifted two flatbreads from a nearby oven, dusted them with red chili salt, and served everything on the small table under the shelter.

As soon as it was served, An Jing smelled an enticing aroma.

The milky white soup was dotted with tender green onions, and the aroma of the bread mixed with a sneeze-inducing pepper scent that was simply irresistible.

“Ai, what a life we live day by day!”

At the dining table, Huo Qing sighed like a defeated strategist and then eagerly lifted the soup to his lips, slurping a large gulp before setting down the bowl and lamenting, “I thought I was sure to die last night.

All I could think of was that I would never get to taste Old Liu’s soup again!”

“Now I’m still alive and can still drink the soup, truly as if I’ve been given a new lease on life.”

“Then, Little Huo, why don’t you just quit the gang, huh?” Clearly a familiar face here, the old chef glanced at Huo Qing and said cheerfully, “You’re not cut out for that stuff, why would a lamb insist on staying among wolves?”

“Take an old man’s advice, you’re still young enough to continue your studies.

Why don’t you try getting into a school in the city, become a respectable corporate man?

That’s the path you should take.”

Huo Qing didn’t respond, just shook his head.

The old chef didn’t press further, and An Jing also took a sip of the soup.

It was mutton soup, indeed very flavorful and richly seasoned.

A few sips of the hot soup warmed him throughout.

He then picked up a flatbread, sprinkled it with chili salt, took a bite.

The bread was chewy, and with the hot soup, it was indeed a great pleasure, especially since An Jing hadn’t had a good meal in days.

—No wonder the first thing Huo Qing thought of after barely escaping death was to come here for soup and bread.

It really wasn’t surprising!

“Big brother, you’re not eating it right.”

Halfway through the meal, Huo Qing saw An Jing just swallowing the food normally and couldn’t help but start interrupted, “This, why are you eating like an ordinary person?”

“What’s the issue?”

An Jing, who had been interrupted, wasn’t angry.

He knew he was probably missing some key information again.

But it didn’t matter, as long as he wasn’t embarrassed or nervous, others would find a reason themselves.

Like now, Huo Qing didn’t suspect An Jing, simply assuming that the tribe An Jing came from in the Wilderness was too barbaric: “Eaters, they consume essence.

Not tired of the fine dishes, they just gulp it down, wasting too much of the nutrients.”

“Master Liu’s skills are unique, and so is his selection of ingredients.

Those rock sheep offal, although just by-products, are filled with abundant essence qi, much better than the diseased and rotten meat used by many small shops.”

At this point, Huo Qing even raised his finger and earnestly began to explain, “To fully appreciate the benefits of such good ingredients, you need to circulate your cultivation technique and consume its essence qi!”

As he spoke, Huo Qing demonstrated the circulation of essence qi for An Jing.

He swallowed the food, and the essence qi flowed within his body, gathering in the stomach pouch and participating in the grinding and mixing of the food.

The finely tuned innate qi, like a huge internal grinder, broke down the already crushed ingredients into their barest forms, that is, releasing more ‘essence qi.’

In this way, the same amount of food could provide more essence qi, and cultivators wouldn’t need to rely on the cycle of five grains, reducing the waste of resources.

“I see, this is probably the prototype of ‘Fasting’!”

Seeing Huo Qing’s demonstration, An Jing suddenly understood.

This was clearly a technique of cultivation, a cultivation method, and the ultimate form of this method was obviously to digest the Spiritual Fiend Qi directly between heaven and earth by relying on innate qi, which is what they call the Divine longevity of Qi Eaters!

“In my era, there seemed to be ‘Diet Cultivators’ proficient in this path, but I am not versed in these kinds of cultivation methods,” the Sword Spirit honestly said.

It seemed to want to explain further, but An Jing soothed it with a smile in his mind, “You are a sword, it’s normal for you not to know these human cultivation methods.”

“You sure know how to eat, and your cultivation is very solid.” In reality, An Jing was also reflecting as he observed Huo Qing’s route of Qi Walking, discovering it to be unexpectedly complex and effective, clearly not a common dietary cultivation method.

“This is my family’s secret technique ‘Zhou Liu Wu Zang Yi Qi Nourishing Body Technique,’ utterly different from the common ‘Qi Eating Nourishing Skills!'”

Regarding this, Huo Qing was quite proud, this was also a cultivation secret he took seriously, “In this world, everything is illusory, guns are external, sword boxes are external, even good deeds and money are external— all will disappear.”

“Only the food you eat belongs to yourself, so compared to other things, I care more about eating well.”

“The sword is also one’s own!” Inside the Divine Sea, the Sword Spirit was quite indignant at Huo Qing’s comment.

However, it also admitted that Huo Qing’s way of thinking was orthodox, “These Diet Cultivators have always been so stubborn, claiming only what you consume is your own, implying everything depends on eating!”

“A gentleman knows how to utilize objects efficiently, a sword is also part of a cultivator!”

“However, compared to this, An Jing, you might want to ask this young brother for advice.

Despite his poverty, he has cultivated a very robust foundation surely due to this cultivation method— it’s worth learning from!”

“Understood,” An Jing thought so too: “Their cultivators are not very sensitive to this aspect, merely seeing it as an effective method to utilize food nutrients, but I know, for the warriors of Embracing the Void Realm, it’s equivalent to a divine technique!”

Martial Artists who practice Body Refinement require the absorption of nutrients far more than Qi Refiners.

Especially in the resource-rich Embracing the Void Realm, this technique of nourishing the body holds far greater use than in the resource-poor Tianyuan Realm.

However, before An Jing could ask for advice, Huo Qing spoke first, “Even though I still do not know your name, you saved my life.”

At this moment, the tired and earnest looking gang accountant stared sincerely at An Jing and confessed, “For such a great favor, I should repay you heavily, but as you can see…

I’m literally penniless.”

“After much consideration, the only thing of value I possess is this secret technique, which I can use to express my gratitude.”

As he said this, he took out a jade slip from his chest and placed it on the table.

“This…”

An Jing raised his eyebrow; he never stood on ceremony with others, so he directly reached out, picked up the jade slip, and observed it carefully.

Without a doubt, the jade slip contained the ‘Zhou Liu Wu Zang Yi Qi Nourishing Body Technique.’