"I do not understand how to empty my Dantian without losing my core," Chen Ming said, looking down at his trembling palms.
The young disciple sat cross-legged on the stone floor of the main courtyard of the Nameless Sect. Around him, thirty other disciples sat in identical positions. Their faces were tight with concentration, and sweat ran down their foreheads.
Han Ye stood at the front of the courtyard, his white robes completely still in the morning air. "You are not throwing your core away, Chen Ming. You are opening the back door of your house so the wind can flow through it. If you keep the doors locked, the air inside becomes stale."
"But if I open the door, won't the energy outside crush me?" Liu Jia asked from the second row. She was one of the brightest disciples in the sect, b
