Evil Master and Disciple

The shape of the oil lamp on the stone wall was a bit strange, different from the kerosene lamps Ye Feng had seen in his childhood.

Made of bronze, it looks like a duck swimming in water.

The wick extends from the flat mouth.

The oil lamp is not very big and can only hold three pounds of kerosene at most.

When Ye Feng was locked up, Xu Kai lit the oil lamp.

It has been about three days, and the oil lamp is still burning, as if the oil burning inside is endless.

Ye Feng walked to the oil lamp and tried to reach out to take it down from the rock wall.

It turned out that the oil lamp was firmly embedded in the rock wall.

He could only open the oil cap of the oil lamp. He didn't know how many years it had been since it was cleaned, and the bronze cap was now as black as a coal ball.

Ye Feng took a look inside.

I saw that what was burning inside the oil lamp was not kerosene as I expected, but something that was almost solid and pale white in color.

It's like lard solidified in winter.

This strange fuel has an extremely long burning time. It is estimated that the oil lamp will not go out even after burning for three to five months.

Ye Feng stretched out his finger and gently picked up a small piece. It was indeed the product of some kind of solidified oil. He put it to his nose and sniffed it. It had a faint fishy smell.

He gently smeared the lamp oil on the rock wall with his fingertips, but was disappointed. The marks were not obvious and could not be used as paint for painting.

"What else could possibly be drawing on a rock wall in this damned place?"

Ye Feng gave up the oil lamp and turned to look for something else.

There were only two things left in the stone prison.

In the corner was a toilet filled with feces, and a small plate that Xu Kai brought when he delivered the meal.

Ye Feng's eyes rolled and he came up with an idea.

He poured out the salty pickles from the plate and smashed it with a snap.

The white disc shattered into dozens of pieces. Ye Feng picked up a piece and scratched it hard on the rock wall.

It does leave a faint mark.

"It turns out that I am indeed a genius!"

After getting the paintbrush, Ye Feng didn't delay any longer.

He quickly cleaned a relatively flat rock wall next to the oil lamp and used the fragments of a porcelain plate to draw the rough shape of a human, complete with hands, feet and limbs.

Finally, he closed his eyes and began to meditate, entering a state of inner vision.

Then he would draw the internal structure of the human body that he saw through introspection on the stone wall bit by bit.

This is a very time-consuming and boring job.

Ye Feng kept wandering between meditation and reality.

In order to learn the magic as quickly as possible, Ye Feng was full of energy.

However, the progress of the project seemed out of sync with his efforts.

There are twelve meridians in the body, which may seem few, but they are actually as winding as rivers, and these are the main meridians.

There are densely packed small meridians on each main meridian, and almost all of them are connected to acupuncture points.

The human body is like a towering tree, with the trunk consisting of meridians and the densely packed acupuncture points acting as leaves.

Ye Feng had only completed less than one-third of the task when footsteps were heard again in the corridor.

The footsteps were not loud at first, but they kept echoing in the quiet passage, seeming so harsh.

Ye Feng walked to the prison door and saw Xu Kai carrying a food box.

Xu Kai would only bring one meal to Ye Feng and the old man every day.

In other words, Ye Feng has been drawing the human body structure diagram for a whole day!

Xu Kai's first words were still: "Junior Brother Ye, have you remembered anything today?"

Ye Feng shook his head in confusion.

Seeing his expression, Xu Kai's mouth corners slightly raised.

Seems very satisfied with the result.

He nodded and said, "It's okay. There's plenty of time. I believe you will recover your memory!"

Then he squatted down and stuffed food into Ye Feng's box.

There were still two hard cold steamed buns, a small plate of pickles, and a bowl of clear water.

Ye Feng gradually came back to his senses and asked, "Senior Brother Xu, how is the investigation into the theft from the herb garden going?"

"This matter is under the jurisdiction of the Spirit Beast Park. I don't know the details either. Anyway, just stay here honestly. After we investigate thoroughly, we'll let you go."

After saying that, Xu Kai carried the food box and went to the cell opposite.

The old man's meals were still rich, with roast chicken and fine wine.

After putting the food in, Xu Kai also took out some plates and empty wine jugs from the cell opposite and placed them in the food box.

He didn't say another word to Ye Feng.

In his opinion, Ye Feng was getting closer and closer to death.

Would you talk nonsense with a dying person?

It was already the fourth day. The reason why Ye Feng was still alive was because True Person Yuying had caused some trouble in the Discipline Court last time.

Many people knew that Ye Feng was imprisoned in the Discipline Institute.

Now we can only wait for a while, until the turmoil of this incident gradually subsides, and then let Ye Feng die in the stone prison.

Commit suicide in fear of sin.

What a perfect excuse.

After Xu Kai left, the old man's voice rang in Ye Feng's mind.

"Boy, it's been a day, how's the meridian point drawing going?"

"Senior, I... just finished drawing the two legs!"

"So soon? You didn't draw all day without a break, did you?"

The old man seemed a little surprised.

There are six meridians and more than a hundred acupuncture points on the two legs of the human body. He estimated that Ye Feng, a lazy boy with terminal laziness, could only draw one leg in a day.

Ye Feng munched on a cold steamed bun and said unhappily, "What do you think? I'm almost dying of exhaustion! At this rate, it will take at least two days to finish the painting."

The old man transmitted the message: "Well, not bad, not bad. This incident has changed you a lot. Keep up the hard work."

"Wait... Senior, that roast chicken..."

"Since you've been tired all day, let's share half of this roast chicken today."

Ye Feng was overjoyed and quickly threw the rope through the hole below.

Soon, the shriveled hand stretched out from the hole in the opposite cell, and after some groping, it finally grabbed the rope.

The old man seemed to be particularly kind to Ye Feng. He said he would split the chicken in half, but in fact he only kept one chicken leg and gave the rest to Ye Feng.

After that, the old man became silent.

After eating and drinking, Ye Feng did not continue drawing. He was too tired and found a comfortable position to fall asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up, most of my fatigue had disappeared. I ate the remaining chicken buns and then started a new day’s work.

When people are bored, time seems to pass slowly.

Once something happens, time seems to pass by extremely quickly.

It took Ye Feng more than three days to draw a complete map of the human meridians and acupuncture points on the rock wall using porcelain plate fragments.

This was already his eighth day in the stone prison.

Looking at the human acupuncture point map on the stone wall, Ye Feng felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment in his heart.

The twelve meridians, 362 acupoints, and eight extraordinary meridians are all clearly visible on the stone.

The next step is to ask the old man to teach me how to name these meridian points.

As long as you remember the directions of all the meridians and the names of all the acupoints, you can start practicing formally.

The old man has noticed Ye Feng's diligence in the past few days.

He was quite satisfied with this.

He then explained the meridian points of the human body to Ye Feng one by one.

"The cultivation of a path is divided into three stages. The first stage is the physical training. This is true for both the lost martial arts and the flourishing immortal path.

Martial arts train the body, temper the body, and strengthen the muscles, bones, blood and flesh.

The immortal way of body training purifies impurities in the body, opens up the meridians, and understands the eight extraordinary meridians, acupoints, etc.

Ye Xiaozi, please write it down. The twelve meridians of the human body are the three yang meridians of the hand, the three yin meridians of the hand, the three yang meridians of the foot, and the three yin meridians of the foot. The eight meridians are Ren, Du, Chong, Dai, Yangwei, Yinwei, Yangqiao, and Yinqiao..."

"Senior, wait a minute...don't just say the names. You have to tell me which meridians you're referring to specifically so I can mark them on the stone wall. Otherwise, I won't know where these acupuncture points are."

Next comes another huge workload.

However, this time Ye Feng was not fighting alone, but was joined by the old man opposite.

After two full days, the diagram of the human body on the stone wall finally changed dramatically. Every meridian and every acupuncture point was labeled with a name by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng spent another three days memorizing all the meridian points.

He felt that he had chosen the wrong major in college. He shouldn't have chosen international trade, which couldn't even find a job. He should have studied traditional Chinese medicine!

March 23rd, Guihai year.

It was the thirteenth day that Ye Feng was imprisoned in the stone prison.

The old man finally began to formally teach Ye Fengyun Haizong's true method and sword techniques.

"Young man Ye, you just lost your memory, you are not disabled. You have already cultivated the Cloud Sea Art to the third level of the Hundred Meridians Peak Realm, and are only a hair's breadth away from the fourth level of the Sky Control Realm. You have a very good foundation, and it shouldn't be long before you can break through.

Today I will teach you the mantra for cultivation. Please write it down first. Remember, the most important thing to avoid when cultivating is impatience and recklessness. You must always keep your heart calm and never lose your mind.

Anxiety leads to confusion of mind, confusion of mind leads to demonic invasion. Once a cultivator develops inner demons, there is almost no good outcome. Do you understand?"

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. Ye Feng will keep it in mind."

Ye Feng no longer needs to speak directly to the old man.

The old man's voice could appear directly in his mind.

And he only needed to speak in his heart and the old man would hear it.

This was discovered a few days ago when the old man was teaching him to identify acupuncture points.