Qiu's Dao

After leaving the city, Qiu headed to look for a new city, at the same time he did few as if something had changed within him, but now is not the time to think.

Having walked for a day, Qiu decided to rest and discover what has happened to him.

First he started to observe himself his body, nothing, maybe it was his mind not body, he then started to meditate, trying to figure it out.

To his surprise he saw a sampling in his mind, with a word 独(du, the word for alone in Chinese) in the back, he has now became a Dao practitioner, taking the path of loneliness, it suited him well, he is a bad omen, those close to him had all died, his mother, Mei, Wu and Xu, maybe this is his fate.

Qiu remembered what the sapling is from what Wu has told him, it was the first stage of Dao.

And for one to grow their dao, they have to cultivate and strengthen their belief.

If he is not wrong, at the earlier stages of Dao, the practitioner needs to get hold of a Dao arts, so as to be able to cultivate.

Luckily for Qiu, not only is the Ivory Tiger style a martial art, it is also a Dao art. And for it to be a Dao art, Qiu needs to be able to activate his Dao while practicing it.

From what he remembered, in order to activate his Dao, he have to first be in a state of emptiness and feel a surge of energy in his body, then start to practice the Dao arts routine.

The first activation is like the first test, the lesser ones attempt the stronger their beliefs are and the easier to cultivate in the future.

For Qiu it was smooth, the sentiment of being alone is now carved so deep in his head that he now does not dare to even talk to others.

Qiu was able to activate his Dao on his first attempt and quickly started practicing his Dao arts.

It was weird, the feeling was Dao flowing through his body, it was like he was covered in goo.

And the Dao arts practice was weird too, his movements was heavy, like his body is being weighted down by something, really weird.

But he had to push on, he can not stop, he needs to become stronger.

With every movement feeling like he is being dragged down, he still endeavored through it, and after each punch, he could feel a difference in his body, he felt his movements becoming lighter and that weighted feeling being lifted off. He felt stronger.

After practicing one routine, he used a tree as a dummy to see the results of his training.

When Qiu let out a Ivory Tiger Palm, a brisk wind and be felt and the tree had a small dent the shape of his palm.

Surprised by his new strength, Qiu went on to continue training, mastering the Ivory Tiger Dao arts.

He plans to get stronger before he arrives at a new city.