Atlas of Heaven and Man

Chen Chuan didn't immediately attempt a dive. He had just obtained the Brazier Breathing Technique, and could only be said to have memorized it. He couldn't claim to have mastered it until he started practicing.

Even if he tried his best today, he wouldn't be able to break through his limits without using his Second Self.

So, after saying that, he walked back with He Xiaoxing.

Chang Ba knew that He Xiaoxing must have taught Chen Chuan something, and couldn't help but sigh. He wanted to learn too, but he couldn't meet the standards, so there was nothing he could do.

He looked at the pit not far away and shuddered at the thought of that environment. He decided to forget it. Let others be responsible for the hard work; he would just be responsible for eating and drinking.

He was very confident in that.

After the two returned, they got into the car with him and drove back to the town.

Since the formal training was over, Chen Chuan decided to take a vacation. He had been in the town for so long, but hadn't been anywhere except Dan Lake.

According to Chang Ba, there were many fun places here, such as the sand dunes more than a hundred kilometers south, where you could go sandboarding.

Or the Wuxiang Caves to the north, which were about a day's journey away. If he didn't want to go that far, there was a Sweetwater Oasis only sixty kilometers away, where the sweet fruit and delicious barbecue were also excellent.

However, Chang Ba said that he could eat barbecue at his place. His skills were no worse than theirs. His family did it very well, and they had a good reputation. Otherwise, so many people wouldn't come to his hostel every year; many were repeat customers.

Of course, there was also the most famous Loya Ancient City. A large portion of the guests here came for this place. However, Chen Chuan didn't plan to go. From what he had learned in the past few days, the place was surrounded by wind-eroded rock columns, and unfamiliar people needed someone to guide them in and out, or they would get lost.

Just exploring the above-ground buildings of the ancient city would take several days, not to mention the maze underneath. He wouldn't be able to see much in a short time. He simply didn't have the time. He might as well just wander around nearby. If he really wanted to go, he would have to wait for a future opportunity.

In the end, he decided to go sandboarding with Chang Ba. This kind of balancing sport wasn't very difficult for him; it felt even easier than skiing.

But that didn't mean it wasn't fun. If you found the right route between the sand dunes, you could keep sliding almost non-stop. This required judgment and superb skill to control. Of course, you also needed a little luck, because sometimes a passing gust of wind might disrupt everything, but it could also become a boost.

After relaxing here for a day, he returned to the town with Chang Ba at night. As soon as he entered the hostel, a hostel employee handed him a booklet, saying that He Xiaoxing had asked him to give it to him.

This should be the booklet that He Xiaoxing mentioned. Because it didn't involve any specific breathing secrets, it was useless to others, and they wouldn't understand it, so it didn't matter if they saw it.

After Chen Chuan thanked him, he returned to his room, washed up, changed into comfortable clothes, made a cup of the local grape tea, and slowly opened it.

It was all handwritten text. He had seen He Xiaoxing's handwriting, and it wasn't like this. The writing on this was more experienced and simple, like it was written by an old man.

But that had nothing to do with him. He looked at the content, which mainly reminded practitioners of some extra points to pay attention to.

For example, once the breathing technique was used, always pay attention, because once the energy stored up in peacetime was exhausted, if you didn't actively stop it, it wouldn't stop, but would use your own mutated tissue as fuel, eventually burning yourself out.

So, the first thing to learn in this secret method was limitation and restraint.

Seeing this, he thought to himself that it was no wonder He Xiaoxing required him to be able to control his emotions, to be able to let go and take back. If he couldn't do this, then once his emotions got the better of him, he might end up fighting his opponent to the death.

Regarding the accumulation of energy, it also said that it wasn't necessarily better to accumulate more. Exceeding a certain limit would also put a burden on the body.

But this limit could be trained. The more mutated tissue there was, the stronger it was, and the higher the upper limit of energy that could be stored. And over time, as you gradually adapted, you could also increase the capacity limit.

There were also many ways to use it here. Even if you didn't release it all at once, you could use it to maintain a longer battle, but the control method required the practitioner to gradually become familiar with and master it.

After Chen Chuan read this booklet, he had a general idea in his mind. He put the booklet under his suitcase, sat back down, and began to slowly breathe according to his memory.

This set of breathing techniques was relatively complicated. When he wasn't proficient, it took him almost an hour to complete. Later, even though he was sitting still, he still felt hot all over, and at the same time felt a trace of power stored in the mutated tissue.

It was just too weak, as if it didn't exist.

This was not surprising, because energy needed to be accumulated over a long period of time, and he had only just started practicing the breathing technique, far from being qualified.

There were still more than a month until September. He decided to try to familiarize himself with the Brazier Breathing Technique in these days and accumulate energy as much as possible, because it might be used at any time.

In the following time, in addition to the same daily training as before, he also added the practice of the Brazier Breathing Technique.

Under his unremitting efforts, the consumption of drugs was also unprecedentedly fast. In less than half a month, he had almost exhausted the remaining amount.

On July 30th, Chen Chuan came to the test site again. This time, he would abandon all skills and simply use speed to deal with everything below.

Because after two times, he had realized that as long as his speed was fast enough and his reaction was sharp enough, he could avoid most of the trouble below.

He Xiaoxing and Chang Ba stood in the distance, waiting for his performance this time.

Chen Chuan slowly took a breath, tapped his toes, and jumped into the pit. After a soft splash, as the water surged behind him, his whole body shot out like an arrow from a bow.

The training results of the past ten days, coupled with the help of the Brazier Breathing Technique, made his reaction more sensitive and his speed faster than before.

He constantly shuttled and swam quickly between the pits, touching one sign after another. When an hour was over, although he didn't count, he knew that he had broken the upper limit of twelve.

However, he didn't stop there. He closed his eyes, crossed his arms inward, and took a deep breath using internal breathing techniques.

As more oxygen entered his body, driven by the Furnace Breathing Method, his body gradually became hot. The rapid exchange of gases also caused countless tiny bubbles to form around him, floating upwards.

However, even in this state, he didn't allow himself to become a slave to his emotions. After an hour, he stopped in time and headed upwards.

After a long time, when he saw the light above, he moved his hands and feet, suddenly accelerating. As he approached the surface of the water, he exerted force with all his muscles, breaking through with a splash. After stretching his body, he flipped in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground, bending his knees slightly before standing straight.

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Then he looked at He Xiaoxing. This dive was his answer to this training, and also a gift he gave to He Xiaoxing.

He Xiaoxing looked at his still hot body and slowly nodded.

Chang Ba looked at them. He didn't ask Chen Chuan how many signs he had touched this time, because he had a feeling that it didn't seem important anymore.

After Chen Chuan changed his clothes, he came to He Xiaoxing again and said, "Teacher He, I've been out for almost a month. I plan to go back tomorrow."

He Xiaoxing said, "Go back. Lao Cheng should be very happy to have you as a student. You should go further."

Chen Chuan said solemnly, "The student will."

After coming out of the test site, Chen Chuan returned to the inn. He bought some things, and by the way, greeted those he had met in the past few days, informing them of his upcoming departure, and then returned to his room to pack his luggage.

The next morning, he checked out of the room, picked up his luggage, carried the box containing the Snow Monarch Saber, and went out to bid farewell to He Xiaoxing at the martial arts hall.

After the two of them came out, an off-road vehicle drove up. Chang Ba excitedly took a camera and jumped down, saying to them, "Caught up, caught up," raising his hand. "Brother Chen, Uncle He, let's take a photo together."

Neither of them refused. Chang Ba handed the camera to the photographer in the car, and he trotted over. He Xiaoxing was much taller than Chen Chuan and him, so he stood in the middle and a little behind, while the two of them stood on both sides. As the camera button was pressed, with a click, the picture was frozen there.

Chang Ba then patted Chen Chuan, "Brother Chen, I'll take you to the station."

Chen Chuan didn't refuse. He turned to look at He Xiaoxing, bowed to the latter, and said, "Teacher He, thank you for your guidance these days. The student bids farewell." After saying that, he straightened up, tightened the box behind him, and stepped into the car.

He Xiaoxing stood on the mountain, watching the car slowly go down the mountain, and then drive all the way into the distance.

After Chang Ba drove away from the town, he took out a hardcover booklet and handed it to Chen Chuan, saying, "Brother Chen, I'll give you something."

Chen Chuan took it and looked at it, and found that it was a painting drawn by Chang Ba. It was the content of the training in the past few days, including the moment he entered the water, and the scene of the three people eating barbecue together.

With just a few strokes, the actions of the characters were outlined. Although Chang's appearance in the painting was not inferior to them at all, and even looked like an important figure, this was a painting, after all, and there were always artistic embellishments, which could be understood.

Chang Ba looked ahead and said, "When I was a child, I wanted to practice martial arts, but my father didn't allow it, saying that the time hadn't come yet. At that time, I could only draw according to their fighting styles. I didn't expect that I was quite talented. I didn't learn martial arts, but I learned to draw this. Hey, the drawing is simple, don't dislike it."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I think it's very good, thank you, Brother Chang. I like this gift very much, it's very memorable."

Chang Ba laughed heartily. Usually, no one looked at the things he drew. He was also suffocating because no one appreciated his good drawing skills. Now, just because of Chen Chuan's words, the free help he gave before was not a loss.

In the martial arts hall in the town, He Xiaoxing received the developed photos a few hours later, and the photographer specially made a photo frame for him.

He took it over and looked at it, then walked into the room and placed the photo frame on the desk. At this moment, his gaze glanced over the corner of the table, where there was also a photo frame with an open support, which was a group photo of him and a young man.

The young man was tall and handsome, not much shorter than him, and was showing a very sunny smile. The background was in front of Wu Yi's Nanchiu Martial Arts Hall, and the light shone down from the side, as if the leaves in front of the door were still swaying.

He stared at it for a while, then turned and left.

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