Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, another half a month had passed. There were only about eight months left until the Daoist Examination.
Chu Lingguang traveled back and forth between Liu Family Gully and the Martial Arts Hall every day. The lesson from Guo Wei half a month ago had restored his confidence, and he resolutely continued practicing the Basic Thirteen Spear Techniques.
Although his forms had already reached Perfection, as he practiced them day after day, that single-minded, unwavering attitude seemed to perfectly match his current state.
Gradually, Chu Lingguang finally felt a sense of Qi Sensitivity merge with the Long Spear as he brandished it. It was as if, just as Guo Wei had said, he could successfully form the Spear Form if he could just make the Long Spear feel his breath.
"HYA!"
After finishing breakfast at the Martial Arts Hall and packing enough dry rations for lunch, Chu Lingguang mounted his Little Red Horse and galloped toward Cyan Cloud Mountain.
