Chapter Eleven Following the Good Advice

　　At the Blazing Sun Gang branch, Bai Ziyue and Zhang Guoyi had only just stepped in from the back. 　　Suddenly, Zhang Guoyi tugged on Bai Ziyue's clothes, "It's that Wang Jian." 　　A tall and skinny youth walked over on their face, and it was none other than Wang Jian, who had directly branded them as miscellaneous apprentices yesterday. 　　"Good day, senior brother." 　　Despite his heart's displeasure, Bai Ziyue still gave a good-natured greeting. 　　Zhang Guoyi at the side also hurriedly lowered his head in a respectful manner when he saw this. 　　In a short period of time, they had already seen the strict hierarchy within the Blazing Sun Gang, the status of a miscellaneous apprentice here was the lowest, and a formal disciple could even scold at will without any chastisement. 　　Wang Jian lightly swept a glance at the two men, not paying the slightest attention to them, and walked past them in total disregard. 　　Seeing this, Bai Ziyue was relieved instead. 　　The other party ignoring them was better in his opinion. 　　If they really wanted to grab them and say something, it would most likely be trouble. 　　"Bah, villain." 　　It wasn't until Wang Jian left that Zhang Guoyi cursed in a low voice. 　　Bai Ziyue cried and laughed a little at his words. Yet, he was also clear that this was just a way for him to vent. 　　The two of them had been treated unfairly from the start, and directly after passing the examination, they had been assigned as the lowest status miscellaneous apprentices, so anyone would have grievances in their hearts. 　　It was just that Bai Ziyue was clear that they didn't have any dependence here at all, and even Uncle Ming didn't have much say here. 　　Keeping a low profile and being patient is the best thing to do. 　　In the future, when they are strong and have enough strength, they will have the opportunity to retaliate back. 　　...... 　　The black paper cream dispensed by that middle-aged physician was indeed extremely effective, and in just an hour or two, Bai Ziyue felt that his arm didn't really hurt anymore. Although he could still feel discomfort if he touched it, it didn't affect him too much anymore. 　　Therefore, after having lunch in the branch cafeteria, he hurriedly went to the martial arts arena, found a corner, and stood up his meditation stance. 　　As for Zhang Guoyi, he couldn't be bothered to leave after staying for an hour or two. 　　"The Zen Pile, practicing qi and blood, practicing strength. 　　Although the strength transmitted from Master Hong Kong through the air can allow me to feel that strength cultivated by the Zen Pile, it's still too advanced for me, and the first thing I need to do is actually to turn the blood, or rather, the qi and blood, to run according to the way the strength is run. 　　And for the qi and blood to operate, it should first be driven by the breath." 　　Bai Ziyue calmly analyzed. 　　He was deeply impressed by the strength that came from the spatial transmission of strength, but that was someone else's strength after all, and he was only familiar with the way it operated, but it was a thousand times more difficult to refine it on his own. 　　Therefore, according to his own understanding, he divided the meditation pile into three steps. 　　The first was to control the rhythm of breathing, the second was to master the direction of the way the blood flowed, and the third was to integrate everything and practice the strength. 　　"So ......" 　　Bai Ziyue stood at the Zen Pile's stance, thinking carefully about the way the rhythm of the tremor of the strength, and then in accordance with this rhythm, he began to constantly adjust his breathing in anticipation of being able to fit in with this tremor. 　　Exhale ...... inhale ...... 　　I don't know how long it took, but at a certain moment, Bai Ziyue's breathing finally matched the tremor of the power in his memory. 　　The airflow of his breath gradually drove the blood in his body to follow the trembling, and finally flowed throughout his body. 　　As a result, a trace of heat gradually arose from his body, and soon his entire body became warm. 　　Even the pain in his shoulders was eased as a result. Even the kind of soreness that he felt when standing on the stakes was substantially subsided at this moment. 　　"This is the feeling." 　　Bai Ziyue's eyes brightened. 　　Originally, he could only hold on to the meditation pile for three to five minutes, but he stood for a full twenty minutes before he couldn't hold on and stopped. 　　Name: Bai Ziyue 　　Strength: 0.55 (cannot be raised) 　　Speed: 0.53 (cannot be raised) 　　Physique: 0.57 (cannot be raised) 　　Martial Arts: Zen Stance (not yet initiated, cannot be upgraded) 　　Soul Energy: 795 　　"Just a short twenty minutes of standing on piles, my physique strength and also speed have once again improved. 　　I believe that as long as I keep practicing, it won't take more than a few days for me to really get started with the Zen Stance." 　　Bai Ziyue's confidence increased greatly. 　　He had to know that before, with the help of Hong Kong Kong's Transmission of Strength, his physique and strength had only been slightly improved. 　　Now that he stood on the pile by himself, his physique had directly improved by 0.05, his strength by 0.04, and even his speed, accordingly, had improved by 0.02, so the progress could be considered not small. 　　"Introducing the Meditation Pile requires one to stand still while standing on the pile and sweat through it to form water droplets. 　　Although I can't do this right now, my body is bubbling with heat and my whole body is warm, but I can already do it. 　　There's only the effort of water grinding left before true initiation." 　　Bai Ziyue's mind settled, and his eyes were filled with joy. 　　Even though he didn't know how long it would take for him to be initiated, after all, he was still a chores apprentice at this point, and there would be all sorts of tedious work falling on his head right away, so the time for cultivation would naturally be drastically reduced. 　　However, he understood that he was already on the right path, and that he did not need to suffer the pain of transmitting strength through the air once again to be able to cultivate the Zen Pile to the point of initiation. 　　And once the Zen Stance was initiated, he could directly upgrade it with the power of soul energy. 　　Minor accomplishments, or even major accomplishments, were no longer far away. 　　For the next period of time, Bai Ziyue rested when he was tired, and when he felt better, he began to stand on the piles once again. 　　As time passed, the time he stood on the stakes also began to lengthen. 　　The longest time, he even lasted for a full half hour. 　　"Ziyue, Mr. Qian is looking for us, it should be related to the allocation of the miscellaneous apprentices." 　　As the sun was setting in the distance and the evening sun shone in the sky, Zhang Guoyi found Bai Ziyue and said with a grave expression. 　　"Then let's go over." 　　Bai Ziyue's heart tightened and he was busy leaving the martial arts arena with Zhang Guoyi. 　　"Mr. Qian!" 　　Bai Ziyue and the two of them arrived at that courtyard of Qian Ming's. 　　"You guys are here." Qian Ming nodded at the two of them and said, "Originally, within this division mansion, there was also still a shortage of people, and I also belonged to you guys to stay here. 　　However, someone has greeted me and doesn't want to see you guys here. Therefore, I can only send you guys out." 　　Saying that, Qian Ming shrugged his shoulders in a helpless manner. 　　"Who?" 　　Zhang Guoyi asked angrily. 　　Bai Ziyue frowned, but didn't say anything. 　　"I said yesterday that you guys had offended someone, and it seems to be true." 　　Qian Ming smiled, and the scars on his face were even more twisted in turn. 　　"If you guys have any connections, I can help you guys operate, staying in the branch, there are always more chances, aren't there? 　　If you're lucky and get some big shot to look at you, it's not impossible for you to soar to the sky." 　　Qian Ming followed the good advice and continued. 　　"Uncle Ming, our village's Uncle Ming, is the gang's squad leader at Qinghe Pier." 　　Zhang Guoyi's eyes lit up and hurriedly said. 　　"That's good." Qian Ming clapped his hands and said, "All you guys have to do is to take out five taels of silver, borrow your Uncle Ming's name, and with me as a guarantor, I will be able to keep you guys in the branch."