The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

Chapter 4 is just trying to test your limits.

Name: Shi Zhongyu

Realm: Beginner (Mortal Realm)

武学：基础吐纳入门（12/100）、基础剑法入门（07/100）、雪山剑法入门（17/100）、雪山派心法入门（05/100）

Compared to the previous martial arts, this time there is an additional introductory method for the Snow Mountain Sect's mental cultivation technique.

It took him about an hour to circulate the mental energy.

Shi Zhongyu silently calculated that he had completed one cycle of cultivation in an hour, and his skill proficiency was 5.

If he wants to reach the next level of proficiency, he will need at least 19 more hours.

After calculating the required time, Shi Zhongyu was tempted and continued practicing.

Feng Wanli, who was standing to the side, moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something but ultimately chose not to.

His gaze as he looked at Shi Zhongyu was filled with deep admiration.

Just then, he heard footsteps.

Turning my head, I saw the figures of Senior Brother Bai Wanjian and Junior Sister Hua Wanzi.

"division……"

Just as Hua Wanzi opened her mouth, Feng Wanli quickly raised his hand to stop her.

He pointed to Shi Zhongyu, who was cultivating, and then led the group to a place a little further away.

Bai Wanjian and the others followed Feng Wanli, their faces still filled with disbelief. Geng Wanzhong even kept turning back to look at Shi Zhongyu, who was cultivating.

He kept muttering to himself, "Incredible, incredible!"

Bai Wanjian's words were also filled with shock.

"Ordinary new disciples can only endure the Snow Mountain Meditation Technique for half an hour at most. The cold air enters the body, seeps into the bones and blood through the meridians, causing numbness in the limbs and freezing of the fingertips. The dantian is even more painfully cold, as if the blood and qi in the whole body are about to be frozen. Most people can only practice for a while and then rest for a long time..."

Bai Wanjian looked at Feng Wanli as he spoke.

"Your disciple is truly inhuman!"

Bai Wanjian's words drew nods of agreement from the others, as they had never seen such a monster before.

As Feng Wanli listened to his fellow disciples' words, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

However, his face remained icy, and he even said, "That's true, but I'm worried that he's pursuing speed too much, thereby damaging his foundation..."

Before Feng Wanli could finish speaking, Bai Wanjian seemed unable to stand it any longer and directly pulled out a bottle from his pocket and threw it at him.

Feng Wanli caught the bottle, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

"Junior brother, this is usually a reward for disciples after a martial arts competition, but you gave it to me..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Wanjian pointed to Shi Zhongyu, who was cultivating.

"Look at him. His skin is taut, his face is pale, and his lips are bluish. This kid might become the first disciple of our Snow Mountain Sect to die while practicing a cultivation technique!"

"This Cold Breath Pill is perfect for dispelling the chill after cultivation. If you don't use it, you'll need to expend a lot of internal energy to help him harmonize!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Wanli clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Thank you, junior brother!"

Bai Wanjian, however, looked at Shi Zhongyu.

"Senior brother, you should keep an eye on this kid!"

"We don't want anything to happen because of practicing this technique; our Snow Mountain Sect doesn't want to make enemies with the Black and White Heroes!"

After he finished speaking, he left with Geng Wanzhong and the others.

Hua Wanzi remained where she was, watching Bai Wanjian and the others leave, and chuckled, "Senior Brother Bai is a very nice person, unlike Master..."

"shut up!"

Feng Wanli glared at his junior sister.

"Our master is only like this temporarily; he'll probably be fine after a while."

A hint of grievance appeared on Hua Wanzi's face.

Upon seeing this, Feng Wanli softened his tone.

"Your senior brother shouldn't have been so harsh on you, but you shouldn't talk too much about Master."

"I understand, okay?"

Hua Wanzi's tone carried a hint of coquettishness.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and he didn't say anything more.

He looked at Shi Zhongyu.

"I'll go check on that kid!"

Shi Zhongyu, who was meditating cross-legged, exuded a strong chill, and his hair and eyebrows were covered with white frost.

He seemed oblivious, circulating his cultivation technique over and over again.

The biting cold couldn't extinguish his fervent desire to improve his skill proficiency.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Shi Zhongyu took his last breath and slowly opened his eyes.

A line of text flashed across the page before my eyes.

"Effective breathing technique, proficiency +5."

Just as he had calculated, it increased by five points in one hour.

From then on, all he needed to do was diligently repair it every day.

Shi Zhongyu was about to get up when he thought about it.

A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

Shi Zhongyu was startled and tried to turn his head, but suddenly his head was pressed down.

"Don't move!"

It was Master Feng Wanli's voice.

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhongyu stopped moving.

The next moment, a warm internal force flowed in from the Baihui acupoint and spread throughout the body.

"Open your mouth!"

As soon as Shi Zhongyu opened his mouth, something flew into it.

"Swallow it!"

He did as instructed.

The contents of his mouth immediately transformed into a fiery aura upon entering his stomach, spreading throughout his body.

In about fifteen minutes, Shi Zhongyu felt warm all over.

Looking at Shi Zhongyu now, his complexion was rosy and his body was radiating heat; he was no longer the icy figure he had been before.

Shi Zhongyu felt extremely comfortable.

After his master removed his large hand, he turned around and asked in confusion, "Master, what was that just now?"

Shi Zhongyu didn't hear his master's words, but instead received Hua Wanzi's light laughter.

"You little rascal, you're really fearless!"

Shi Zhongyu looked puzzled, but didn't seek a deeper understanding.

Hua Wanzi glanced at Feng Wanli and scolded her senior brother for being too casual and not knowing how to guide his disciples.

"Boy, do you know what the result was after you circulated your cultivation technique continuously for two hours?"

Increase proficiency?

Besides this, I really don't know anything else about Shi Zhongyu.

"Your skin is bluish, your lips are purple, and your whole body is covered in frost!"

"Because of your cultivation method, you can only sense the cold energy inside and outside your body, and you don't really know your own condition!"

"That's why your master didn't let you move just now, because he was afraid you would accidentally break your neck."

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhongyu felt a lingering fear.

He really didn't know there was such a risk just now?

"Thank you for your explanation, Martial Uncle!"

As Shi Zhongyu spoke, he stood up and bowed to Feng Wanli.

"Thank you so much, Master, for saving me!"

Feng Wanli said in a deep voice, "Don't take this to heart. I was just trying to see where your limits really are!"

"That's why I didn't stop you from studying."

As Feng Wanli spoke, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"You have quite a talent for swordsmanship, kid. Leaving aside your talent for internal cultivation, you can withstand the icy chill and the excruciating pain!"

"This very quality alone surpasses that of most disciples!"

As Feng Wanli spoke, he changed the subject.

"However, do not be complacent. Remember that the path of skill training is not something that can be accomplished overnight, but rather day after day!"

Shi Zhongyu clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said, "Please rest assured, Master, this disciple will definitely keep these things firmly in mind!"

Feng Wanli nodded slightly, quite satisfied with this disciple.

"By the way, Master, what did you just give me to eat?"

"After I ate it, I felt very comfortable all over shortly afterward. Do you... do you have any more?"

Before Feng Wanli could speak, Hua Wanzi started giggling.

"Kid, what your master just gave you is called the Cold Breath Pill. This pill is specifically used to clear excess cold energy from the body and nourish the meridians!"

"Another point is that these Cold Breath Pills are extremely precious; even your master doesn't have many!"

"The only way to obtain this Cold Breath Pill is to excel in the sect's internal disciple competition!"