Chapter 20: Shock from Bi Yi!

  Qingyu Gate, an ordinary mansion in the mountains and forests.

  Tang Qing leaned against the wall as usual, sat on a stool, closed his eyes slightly, looked relaxed and comfortable, with a calm expression, basking in the sun. Although such days were a bit monotonous, they were also very comfortable. Unfortunately, there was no wine or meat, which was a bit regrettable.

  "Tan Qing, Master has spared no effort to accept you as his personal disciple, and now he's exhausting himself to find the best medicine for you. How can you be so heartless?"

  She wore a green dress with a helpless expression, persuading Tang Qing with a bitter tone. Looking at Tang Qing's lazy appearance, even the gentle and clever her was furious, wishing to beat him up. She had seen lazy people before, but it was the first time she met someone like Tang Qing who spent his days sleeping, eating, and sunbathing. How could one person be so lazy?

  Master let himself urge Tang Jing to cultivate before he left, but now this guy doesn't listen at all. He said so much, and this hateful guy is like he didn't hear anything.

  "Tang Qing, do you know? For cultivation, the quality of one's innate talent is not actually important. As long as one is willing to work hard and cultivate, even if their innate talent is poor, they will still have a chance to succeed. You cannot use this as an excuse to be lazy and waste your teacher's efforts!"

  Bì yī shēn shēn gǎn dào wèi shī fù gǎn dào bù zhí, wàng zhe zhè ge zhèng zài shài tài yáng de jiā huo, tā bù jìn āi tàn yī shēng, yǎn zhōng jǐn shì shī wàng.

  "Green-clothed sister!"

  Tang Qing finally opened his eyes, but only narrowed them into a slit, and said lazily, "The thing between me and your master is a bit complicated. Your master let me cultivate because... But that's not important. What's important is that my body is like this, and even if I continue to cultivate, it won't make any difference. You don't have to worry about me, just go cultivate yourself, how about that?"

  "You... you're absolutely..."

  The blue-clothed girl sat on the stone table with a huff, muttering "rotten wood can't be carved" and fell silent for a long time. She turned around, staring at Tang Qing, saying "Tell me, what will it take for you to agree to cultivate?"

  Huh?

  As soon as he heard this, Tang Qing suddenly regained his energy, and his slightly closed eyes snapped open, even shining with a hint of sharpness. He leaned forward, poking out his head to ask, "Can you help me get some wine and meat?"

  "Wine and meat? What do you want these things for?" Bi Yi was taken aback, really couldn't understand what this guy wanted to do.

  "Of course we'll eat it, what else can we do?"

  "Drinking and eating meat?" Bi Yi was speechless with rage, tears streaming down her face. "Master sacrificed his reputation for you, yet you still think about drinking and eating meat?... Hmph! In Qing Yu Men, we only have coarse tea and plain rice, no wine or meat."

  "Not even wine and meat? Then forget it, how can I cultivate if I'm not full?" Tang Qing shook his head, leaned against the wall, and basked in the sun.

  "You!!"

  Biqi suddenly stood up, her bright eyes staring fiercely at Tang Qing. She took a deep breath and said, "Alright! As long as you're willing to cultivate, I can go into the city to buy wine and meat for you."

  "Really?"

  "A word once spoken, four horses cannot catch up!" Bi Yi's mind moved and she said again, "However, I have a condition, you must learn Qing Quan and master it thoroughly, only then will I help you buy wine and meat." Bi Yi was cleverer than ordinary people since she could become a direct disciple. If this guy pretended to cultivate but intentionally slacked off, wouldn't that be taking advantage of her? Therefore, in order to prevent Tang Jing from being lazy, she proposed such a requirement.

  "About that set of green boxing you used to practice skinning earlier? That's easy!"

  Upon hearing Tang Jing's prompt agreement, Bi Yi couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her heart. She thought to herself: Fool, do you think it's that easy to master the Qing Quan fusion? If you can fuse them together, it means you've tempered your skin to be resilient and reached the third level of foundation building. Looking at the entire Qing Yu Men, even the most talented disciples take at least a year to reach this level, while those with average talent take two or three years.

  "Hehe! Now you can start practicing, and when you're proficient, I'll buy you wine and meat." Bi Yi felt a little complacent in her heart, and suddenly found the lazy guy in front of her to be somewhat lovably silly.

  "No need, I've already practiced, you can go buy wine and meat now."

  "What's that?" Bi Yi blinked her eyes and said, "Do you think I'm a fool? You spend your days sleeping or sunbathing, when have you ever practiced Qingquan? And yet you still have the nerve to say you've mastered it? Do you think mastering something is just a matter of saying so?"

  "Are you still practicing that fancy boxing and legwork? If you can't even master it with one glance, what's the point of cultivating your skills? You might as well just go crash into a block of tofu and die."

  Tang Qing yawned and opened his eyes, tilting his head and rubbing the corners of his eyes.

  "Flowery fists and embroidered legs? You dare to say that our ancestor's creation, the Qing Quan, is flowery fists and embroidered legs? You! This arrogant guy has gone too far!" Bi Yi seemed to have understood, this guy was not only lazy but also extremely arrogant. She took a deep breath and shouted, "Understand it at a glance? Do you think you're a genius? Even if you were a genius, it's impossible to understand it at a glance!"

  Bì Yī was so enraged by Táng Qíng's arrogant tone that she almost vomited blood, took a deep breath, suppressed her inner anger and said, "Fine! I've been practicing this set of Qing Fist for one year and six months. If you can really integrate the Qing Fist now, I'll go find a block of tofu to knock myself to death!!!"

  "Green-clothed lass! I was just casually saying that, besides, who would buy me wine and meat if you died?" Tang Qing found that this green-clothed girl was much more lovely than Shangguan Ling and Yun Miao. Shangguan Ling had a fiery temper, while Yun Miao was gentle but too detached, keeping people at arm's length. Compared to them, the green-clothed girl seemed even more lovable.

  "You! You arrogant fool! Braggart! Now, show me your skills and let this young lady see how you can master the Qingquan technique with just one glance!"

  "Hmm..."

  Tang Qing stood up, gazing at the sun, stretched his waist and muttered to himself, "It's been a long time since I've exercised, my body is almost moldy. Bi Yu sister, take note, don't try to welch on the deal later, remember to buy wine and meat."

  "Talk nonsense!"

  Biqi bailed out and gave Tang Qing a glance. She also stood up, hugging her arms, letting out a cold snort, waiting to see Tang Qing make a fool of himself.

  This set of Qingquan was created by the ancestor of the Qingyu Gate. If this set of fist techniques is fully integrated, the skin membrane can also be refined to become tough and resilient, reaching the level of building a foundation in three layers. One punch can exert a force of 300 catties, and the physical body can also withstand a force of 300 catties.

  Tang Qing started boxing, it was the green fist that Bi Yi taught him. He punched neither fast nor slow, neither heavy nor light, looking very square and steady. This not only surprised Bi Yi, but she clearly remembered that she had only practiced the green fist once, yet this guy seemed to remember every move so clearly, without missing a single step. However, as she continued to watch, her inner feeling was no longer just surprise, but a kind of shock.

  Tang Qing's green fist, one move and one style, came in succession, like clouds flowing water, elegant and perfect, fast with slow, slow with fast, heavy with light, light with heavy!

  Bì Yī deeply understood that Qing Quan emphasized a "floating" character, and by "floating", it didn't mean being unpredictable, but rather like flowing clouds and water, as if floating freely. This guy's Qing Quan had clearly reached this level, he executed the moves with such fluidity and elegance that Bì Yī was almost stunned. She swore that since entering the Qing Yu Men, she had seen many people practice Qing Quan, including Outer Gate Master Song Changlao and Upper Official Gate Master, but she had never seen anyone execute it as perfectly flawless as this, so perfect that even the air seemed to be flowing freely with the movements...

  How is this possible!