In Binhai County, where Fuyu Mountain is located, among the younger generation, Fuyu Mountain's Qin Kun is undoubtedly the number one expert.
Exactly because of this, people gossip about them behind their backs every day. After all, Fuyu Mountain is one of the sects qualified to impart talisman teachings, but actually relies on a single martial artist to hold up the reputation.
This, Old Xi knows well.
But today, he didn't dare sleep a wink. He stared wide-eyed, counting on and on.
Even if you discount the first five times—when Wen Yan's practice wasn't up to standard and didn't count as a full run—the number of times completed in succession afterward had already reached twenty-eight.
The more he watched, the more his heart pounded with fear, worried that Wen Yan would exhaust himself and just suddenly drop dead in the middle of practice.
