Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

Although Luo Haifeng had done many good deeds and Wang Xingyu wanted to save him, he still wanted the reward he was entitled to.

What he needs to do now is to let Luo Haifeng know that if he wants to save him, he will pay a heavy price and even risk his life.

In this way, Luo Haifeng would feel embarrassed to mistreat him.

Watching Wang Xingyu's departing figure, a glint flashed in Luo Haifeng's eyes, and he said, "I need all of Wang Xingyu's information before 5 p.m. today."

One of the bodyguards replied, "Yes."

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After leaving Antai Hospital, Wang Xingyu first had lunch outside, and then went straight to inspect the three apartments he had selected on his mobile phone.

The first two houses weren't very good, but the third house perfectly suited his aesthetic taste.

This apartment is located on the edge of the Second Ring Road. It was originally a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, with an area of ​​about 80 square meters, divided into three rooms: a ward, a pharmacy, and a consultation room.

Wang Xingyu took a walk around and decided to keep the wards and consultation rooms, and then convert the pharmacy into a rest room.

Nowadays, medicinal herbs are all cultivated, so their medicinal effects are not very good.

Wang Xingyu's goal is to establish a clinic that specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. All that's needed is a set of gold needles; he is not allowed to sell medicine.

"Mr. Ling, how much is the rent for this clinic?"

The tenant of the house is surnamed Ling, named Ling Yuanyuan. He is an elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor who is nearly seventy years old. He has spent his life treating patients and saving lives, accumulating more than 1.5 million yuan in good deeds.

Unexpectedly, not long ago, his son and grandson died in a traffic accident.

Ling Yuan was disheartened and prepared to return to his hometown to stay with his daughter.

"I've rented this place for three years, with an annual rent of 150,000 yuan. There are still two and a half years left before I have to terminate the lease. Just give me 300,000 yuan."

Wang Xingyu asked, "Does the landlord agree?"

Ling Yuan took out a document and said, "This is his consent form."

Wang Xingyu looked it over and said, "Alright. Elder Ling, I won't take advantage of you. I'll give you 400,000 yuan for two and a half years' rent plus the tables and chairs here."

Ling Yuanyuan was slightly taken aback. He looked at Wang Xingyu intently with his slightly cloudy eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't let you suffer a loss. You just said you're a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine; do you know acupuncture?"

Wang Xingyu said, "I know a little."

Ling Yuan took a needle bag from his medicine box, laid it on the table, and said, "I have a set of gold needles here. Can you use them?"

Wang Xingyu looked down and saw that there were a total of twenty-four gold needles in the needle bag, arranged in two rows of twelve each, each of different lengths.

What's most astonishing is that each gold needle has an animal inlaid at the end, each with a different shape and lifelike appearance, which together form two sets of the twelve zodiac animals.

Needless to say, this set of gold needles was definitely made by a master.

Wang Xingyu understood Ling Yuan's meaning and said, "Elder Ling, how about I give you a few acupuncture needles to treat your chronic leg pain?"

Ok?

Ling Yuan asked in surprise, "How did you know I have rheumatoid arthritis?"

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "When I shook hands with you just now, I also took your pulse."

Ling Yuan gave a thumbs up and exclaimed in admiration, "Impressive!"

A polite handshake lasts only two or three seconds, yet Wang Xingyu was able to accurately diagnose that he had rheumatism. Ling Yuanyuan had to admire such an ability.

Lifting up his pants and pulling the cuffs up to his thighs, Ling Yuan lay down on the bench and said, "Come on."

Without any hesitation, Wang Xingyu took out five gold needles from his needle bag and, without any further delay, inserted them directly into five acupoints on Ling Yuan's right leg: He Ding, Xi Yan, Yang Ling Quan, Zu San Li, and San Yin Jiao.

The movements were swift as lightning, and the acupoints were located with unerring accuracy.

Ling Yuan was shocked; this technique was truly remarkable.

That wasn't all. Wang Xingyu poured his pure Yang magic power into the five golden needles. The needles swayed slightly, and strands of magic power flowed into Ling Yuanyuan's body like water.

Ling Yuan felt as if his legs were soaking in a hot spring, and he could no longer feel the slightest bit of cold.

Could this be the legendary internal energy?

Ling Yuan found it somewhat unbelievable.

But the warm current flowing through his legs told him that this was internal energy.

About three minutes later, Wang Xingyu waved his right hand, and the five golden needles disappeared.

As a genius specializing in both traditional Chinese and Western medicine, acupuncture is naturally a given for him.

Now, having inherited the medical skills of Qingye Daoist, known as the "Medical Immortal" in the Fengyuexing cultivation world, treating a chronic leg ailment is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito—a waste of talent.

While wiping the sweat off his legs with toilet paper, Ling Yuan asked urgently, "Are you a master of internal energy cultivation at the Acquired Realm?"

This time it was Wang Xingyu's turn to be stunned, and he asked, "What is the Acquired Realm?"

Ling Yuan explained, "It means a martial artist who has cultivated internal energy. If you can project your true energy outwards, you can be considered a master."

Wang Xingyu immediately became interested and asked, "Are you referring to the classification of martial arts skill levels?"

There are indeed martial artists practicing kung fu on Fengyuexing, but the internal energy they cultivate is far inferior in purity compared to the magical power of Taoism and Buddhism.

Only martial arts masters who have formed an inner elixir within their bodies can have an inner strength of such purity as that of Taoist magic.

However, such martial arts masters are rare, perhaps only one in ten thousand martial artists.

This was even in an environment rich in spiritual energy.

On Earth, where spiritual energy is scarce, Wang Xingyu found it hard to believe that anyone could cultivate to this level.

Upon hearing Wang Xingyu's question, Ling Yuan realized that he was unaware of matters concerning the martial arts world.

Since he was going back to his hometown anyway, Ling Yuanyuan told him about what he knew about the martial arts world.

It turns out that Xia Kingdom Kung Fu does not absorb spiritual energy to transform into internal strength, but rather achieves the self-generation of internal strength by honing the body to strengthen the vital energy.

The three most famous internal martial arts styles—Xingyi, Bagua, and Taiji—can all potentially develop internal strength if one reaches a high level of mastery before the age of forty.

Kung Fu is divided into four levels: the Power Realm, the Acquired Realm, the Innate Realm, and the Heavenly Realm.

The "Strength Realm" refers to martial artists who have only developed Ming Jin (manifest strength) and An Jin (hidden strength), but have not developed internal strength.

The Acquired Realm is a martial artist who has cultivated internal energy, but has not yet broken through the Ren and Du meridians and cannot achieve self-regeneration.

The Innate Realm is a martial artist who has broken through the Ren and Du meridians, whose internal energy circulates continuously and who can absorb spiritual energy from the outside world.

Ling Yuan had no idea about the Tongtian Realm, and he had never even heard of anyone reaching that level.

Wang Xingyu asked curiously, "Elder Ling, how do you know so much?"

"I learned about it from a martial arts master I saved ten years ago."

"What level of cultivation is he at?"

"The peak of the Strength Realm, only one step away from the Acquired Realm, but unfortunately he couldn't take that step. Little Wang, the reason I thought you were a great master is because there are very few masters in the Innate Realm, and the Acquired Realm is basically the most powerful martial artist. Moreover, the external projection of internal energy is the most prominent feature of a late-stage Acquired Realm master. When you treated my old leg pain just now, I felt a surge of heat flowing through my meridians, which is why I thought you were a martial artist."

Wang Xingyu understood that Xia Kingdom did indeed have martial artists, but their level was far inferior to Feng Yuexing's kung fu masters, and even less comparable to a cultivator like himself.

"I learned a set of nameless boxing techniques and practiced it almost every day. When I was eighteen, I somehow developed internal strength and recently I was able to project my internal strength outwards."

Wang Xingyu couldn't tell Elder Ling that he was a cultivator, so he had to make up a lie to appease him.