Towards Eternity
Ch 617s
A few days later, Weng Lou finally came out of his room and went to look for Weng Ying Luan.
It was already noon when he finished, and there was no sign of Weng Ying Luan's existence in the entire palace. Weng Lou knew that because he used his Soul Power and searched the entire corner of the room, but could not find Ying Luan.
Finally he decided to look at Du Zhe's development.
He should have found a solution to the problem of controlling his power after Weng Lou had left for a few days.
As he was about to reach the garden above the palace, Weng Lou could hear the soft thumping sound that Weng Lou often listened to during Du Zhe's training. As soon as he reached the park, what he saw was Du Zhe kicking towards the rock that was pointing at him.
He looked like he was going to kick the stone in one straight line, but then, he tilted his body slightly, and pulled back behind his feet.
Just as he was pulling as far as one inch, his feet stopped and let him be hit by the huge boulder.
*Dems.....*
The stone completely stopped in place, and then fell to the ground.
There was no damage to the stone. Even after falling to the ground. A crack could not be found on the surface of the stone, which meant Du Zhe had actually managed to master controlling its power.
Weng Lou clapped his hands softly, congratulating his student. Surely he had gone to great lengths to gain enlightenment in order to successfully perform the exercises he had given him.
"Ah, Teacher! You back. I have managed to make the stone stop without damaging it!"
Du Zhe spoke excitedly while pointing towards some rocks lying not far from him.
Just like the stone earlier, all of these stones also had no traces of damage even as a fine crack did not exist!
Smiling, Weng Lou nodded. His students tried hard.
"I'm proud of you, because you can gain enlightenment without my guidance. Then, it's time we get into the more serious part of the exercise. Once we start, you'll only have a few moments left to sleep" said Weng Lou.
Du Zhe quickly nodded in understanding. After training for two weeks, he was able to follow the improvement in training given to him. His body can also quickly get used to the pressure of heavy exercise so that it is easier to accept more strenuous exercise.
"Hahaha.it's new called spirit. Then try to get out the hammer I gave you before."
Weng Lou had given Du Zhe the same hammer he had worn when he first practiced forging weapons.
The hammer could not be worn before by Du Zhe due to its unreasonable weight for his level of practice, but now with a much better body condition he should already be able to practice swinging it.
Du Zhe recalled the hammer that Weng Lou had given him. The hammer was well stored in one corner inside his storage ring gifted by Weng Lou.
Circulating his Deep Power into the ring, he then took out the hammer and made it appear from empty air.
Without waiting for another order from Weng Lou, he immediately grasped the hammer in his right hand and was about to pull it. Beyond estimation, he apparently could not lift it further than one inch from the ground. But it was with only one hand.
Clasping both hands, he finally managed to lift the hammer up to his chest, albeit with both hands trembling.
Du Zhe's face flushed red as he refrained from releasing the hammer.
"OK, hold that position for five breaths, then lower it back down slowly." Weng Lou gave the instructions.
Without answering anything, Du Zhe tried his hardest to hold the hammer in both hands. Although Weng Lou said to hold it for five breaths, but in fact Du Zhe could not breathe in the slightest. He was afraid, if he took a breath, then the strength of his grasp would dissipate and make the hammer come loose.
Time is also going very slowly.
He took a breath.....
Four breaths.....
Finally, just as the time was five breaths away, Du Zhe hurriedly lowered the hammer in his hand. But he still refrained from releasing it directly onto the ground.
Despite the distress, but he still wanted to do according to Weng Lou's instructions so as not to disappoint him.
Weng Lou could see the seriousness in Du Zhe's eyes and he liked it.
"That's great. Then I'll tell you what your next exercise is. From today, you will practice lifting the hammer for the minimum amount of time it takes for five breaths. You'll keep practicing like this until you can hold it for a hundred breaths. Now, you can start the exercise. Go ahead, get your hammer and lift it."
Hearing Weng Lou's explanation, Du Zhe could only take a cold breath. The time of five breaths may sound short, but when he was lifting the hammer, time seemed to be going very slowly for him.
Weng Lou said he would continue practicing until he could hold the hammer for a hundred breaths. He could not imagine how long it would take him to do that.
He sighed. There is no point in complaining. If he wanted to find out how long it would take him to do it, then only by trying could he know.
After some time had passed, Du Zhe then began to once again lift the hammer.
He slightly bent his body and directly pulled his body back so that the hammer could be directly lifted up. Weng Lou who saw that blinked. He did not stop what Du Zhe was doing and only paid attention.
Shortly after, five breaths passed and Du Zhe had already lowered the hammer back to the ground.
This time, he looked much more tired than before. Even his breathing sounded stupefied, as if he had just run for tens of kilometers.
"If you continue like that, you will lose all the energy you have in just a few lifts" said Weng Lou.
He walked forward and started patting Du Zhe on the shoulder. He changed his standing position and made it like putting up fighting horses, but with a slightly lower position.
"Now, try to lift the hammer once more" instructed Weng Lou.
Du Zhe agreed, and once again began to lift the hammer. This time he did not lower his body, but simply lowered his waist and let both of his hands reach for the hammer. He slowly began to lift the hammer in front of his chest.
Unexpectedly, the hint from Weng Lou actually helped him become easier to lift the hammer.
Previously he would have difficulty breathing a little while lifting the hammer, but now he could catch his breath even if only a slow pull. But it was enough to give him breathing space and his energy was not wasted.
After five breaths, Du Zhe seemed to still be able to hold on. However, on the sixth breath, Du Zhe finally gave up and started to lower his hammer.
His face looked satisfied and he hurriedly bowed respectfully to Weng Lou.
"Thank you for the direction, Master."
"That's my job as your teacher. You can keep practicing. Try to increase the length of time, it won't be long until you can hold a hundred breaths." Weng Lou nodded then chose a place for the corner of the garden.
He did not sit and meditate, but chose to pull out a hammer. This hammer was the one he got from the old man of the inn owner while still in Hundan City.
The weight of his hammer was incredible, and up until now he had only been able to swing it no more than a few times.
"I'll also practice. Because at night I train my Soul Power, then during the day I will train my body."
He started to lift the hammer in his right hand and then swung it in a full pull.
His body felt like it was being pulled forward when he swung it. His muscles also began to look hardened, holding back all his strength so that the hammer did not escape from his hand.
Taking a deep breath, Weng Lou then pulled the hammer back, and swung it once more forward.