The Legend of the Nine Prefectures

It was a hazy night.

The candlelight in the study room flickered. Teng Qingshan was sitting at the study table and was casually drawing on paper with a brush. A drawing painted by his teacher, Zhuge Yuanhong, was placed right beside him.

"Qingshan, what are you doing?" With a jacket draped over her shoulder, Li Jun walked over. She smiled and took a glance at the drawing.

"Go to sleep first. I will be done soon."

Teng Qingshan had drawn the moves of the Tiger Form Fist Art on the papers. He then wrote some simple words or some song lyrics beside each drawing, summarizing the important points of each move.

"Eh? Qingshan, what are you doing?" Li Jun was slightly surprised.

"Just compiling the cultivation manuals."