Capítulo 77: Chapter 66: Acting and Non-Acting

The next day, at the second watch of the morning.

Zhao Rong got up, washed up, and after many busy days, he finally slept soundly. Although he was still worried about the Kui Bull Demon Pill Furnace Core which had been lost who knows where, he also faintly understood that this matter could only be left to fate.

He resumed his morning routine of practice and study, which he had abandoned for a few days, bathing in the first light of dawn, he walked to the woods one hundred and eighty steps behind the courtyard.

A thin mist slowly made its way through the gaps in the thick woods, and countless particles meandered leisurely in the beams of golden morning light leaking through the gaps in the leaves.

Zhao Rong completed the three hundred fist stances from the "Mountain Carrying Volume" in his lazy clothes, feeling no movement of Innate Primordial Qi within his body, he shook his head with a bitter smile, not knowing when he would find that vital Qi.