After another dozen times.
It settled into a position with both palms facing up, a posture known as Five Qi Facing the Origin.
Though during its breaths or small movements, there were still some irregularities.
But it was much improved.
"I wonder when you'll be able to awaken your spirit,"
Zhang Feng tapped its nape with his finger, channeling spiritual qi, "Once you awaken your spirit, based on your concrete thoughts, I can attempt to refine my system and explore neurology."
"Roar... Roar..." The black bear didn't understand human speech but dared not move, trying its best to maintain its cultivation posture.
...
In the days that followed.
A strange scene unfolded in the deep old forest.
A man and a bear hunting during the day, practicing martial arts at night.
The black bear followed this man like a pet all day long.
Yet, whenever it was time to practice, the black bear was clumsy.
It needed constant correction from this man.
Until half a year passed.
