The mountain that Wu led me to is called Gaoqiu.

Gaoqiu has two peaks, one tall and one short.

We set up several thatched cottages on the top of the short peak and stayed there.

Every morning, Wu would take me to face the mountain breeze and guide my breath towards the rising sun in the east.

But we had to stop in time before the sun was directly overhead.

He said that when the sun rises, the mountain spirits will awaken, and if we don't stop in time, we will anger the mountain spirits.

At that time, I regarded his words as absolute rules and dared not violate them in the slightest.

But after practicing breath control for half a year, I still didn't experience the lightness and smoothness in my body as Wu described.

Instead, it became heavier and more difficult, and I felt drowsy every day.

I began to feel that something was wrong, and finally, one day when he went to collect food in the mountains, I secretly practiced breath control after the sun had risen.

Only then did I feel the true warmth rising from the lower abdomen.

Wu had deceived me.

From that day on, every morning, I would only pretend to practice breath control and never dare to do it sincerely again.

And a month later, Wu discovered my anomaly.