Chapter 8: Cultivating the Mind
"Brother Zhang, what is internal strength?"
"Internal strength is a kind of Dantian Qi formed in the Dantian through breathing and meditation. If you want to become a master, you must cultivate both internally and externally."
Boss Zhang drank his porridge and said to Tian Lin with a smile: "But I don't recommend that you practice your internal strength now, because it can't be accomplished in a day. How can you have time to practice in this mine?"
Tian Lin didn't say anything. He drank the hot porridge in the bowl in one gulp.
Throughout the afternoon, with the help of Boss Zhang, he finally collected twenty pieces of calculation chips.
But twenty counters can only be exchanged for a bowl of porridge. A bowl of porridge with no oil and water and only pickles. How can you be very hungry?
Tian Lin suspected that Old Man Xu was deliberately killing people, because in this afternoon alone, more than a dozen newcomers collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
"Go to bed early at night and get up early tomorrow!"
The man in black said a few words after work, and a group of people ran feebly into the wooden house.
On the Datong bunk, a group of people collapsed.
Tian Lin took off his clothes and glanced at the mining slaves in the room.
Most people were rubbing their legs and shoulders at this time, and sadness spread among the newcomers.
"Damn it, is Manager Xu being too stingy? How much money can he make from the little food he saves from our meals? We have been busy all day, but we haven't received a single wage."
Some people were crying and wiping away tears, while others also said: "Yes, we were deceived by them. This place is where they deceive us, Huahualang from other places, and give them free work."
"Let's run?"
"Run? Did you see those men in black? Did you see the big fence at the entrance of the valley?"
"These men in black are said to be old miners. Because they did well and pleased Manager Xu, they became supervisors and helped the merchants squeeze us."
Everyone was talking about it, probably because they shared the same tragic experience and had the same enemy, so they got a lot closer to each other.
Some people picked at their feet or rubbed the sweat on their chests, and asked each other about their origins and experiences in seeking immortals.
Tian Lin couldn't stand the smell in the room and asked Brother Zhang, "I'm going to take a bath. Would Brother Zhang want to go with me?"
Boss Zhang picked up his clothes, stood up from the bed, and walked out of the cabin with Tian Lin.
There was a man in black guarding the door. When he saw the two people coming out, he frowned and said, "It's late at night, where are you going?"
Boss Zhang said: "Let's take a bath."
"Come back before the watch, don't think about running away. If you catch me, I'll kill your heads!"
The man in black did not stop the two of them, and allowed Tian Lin and Boss Zhang to walk towards the creek beside the mine.
Not many people actually came to take a bath at the creek at this time, although everyone felt dirty and uncomfortable.
But after a long day, I was covered in wounds and it hurt whenever I touched water.
So I have neither the strength nor the courage nor the mood to take a bath.
When Tian Lin took off his clothes, the tender flesh on his body felt burning pain.
But he jumped into the water and felt much more relaxed.
Among the people present, only the old mining slaves could still laugh and talk. In addition, Boss Zhang is the most emotionally stable.
Boss Zhang was taking a bath there, and Tian Lin took out the 'Saint Yuan Herb' that he had hidden during the day.
In the dark night, no one could see Tian Lin's movements, let alone that he stuffed the Soul Burying Flower directly into his mouth.
After eating the so-called soul-burial flower, Tian Lin felt the liquid like boiled water flow into his throat.
Then, he felt a trace of air flowing from his limbs toward his lower abdomen. Before he could feel it carefully, he fell headlong into the river.
"What's wrong with you?"
Boss Zhang, who was taking a bath, turned his head and saw Tian Lin twitching all over and rolling his eyes in the stream.
He picked up Tian Lin from the river and carried Tian Lin to the shore.
"Did this doll drown?"
An old mining slave was talking and joined in. “It’s not like drowning, it’s like you’ve gone crazy while practicing.”
Someone in the world said something.
While these people were chattering, Boss Zhang laid Tian Lin flat on the ground.
He saw his right hand pressing on Tian Lin's back, and Tian Lin spit out a pool of green juice within a few presses.
"Good skills. Brother can use his internal power to heal people's wounds. I'm afraid he is a top-notch master like Brother Bao, right?"
There was an old mining slave who was very experienced, but Boss Zhang didn’t pay attention to him.
He frowned, and when he took the picture of the soul-burial flower from Tian Lin's mouth, his frown deepened.
"Hey, it doesn't look like he's possessed. It turns out he's going to commit suicide by taking poison."
Tian Lin heard the whispers of people around him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Boss Zhang looking at him.
He breathed a sigh of relief and listened to Zhang Laodaodao: "I thought you took some precious medicine, because you couldn't digest the power of the medicine, and then you went crazy."
He asked Tian Lin: "Why did you suddenly commit suicide by eating the Soul Burying Flower?"
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Tian Lin didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he just said: "Brother Zhang, didn't he say he wanted to teach me martial arts? Can you teach me how to practice internal strength?"
"You brat, internal strength can certainly increase your strength and make you stronger. But internal strength needs to be intensively cultivated, and it will take several years to achieve any improvement. Instead of cultivating internal strength, it is better to practice boxing and kicking to beat the body to get faster results."
Someone was giving advice from the side, but Tian Lin’s attitude was very firm.
He has the 'Holy Yuan Grass', which can equal someone else's skill for a year at a time.
It's just that I don't know how to use my mind now, and I don't know how to guide the medicinal power of the 'Saint Yuan Grass', so that's why I had the accident just now.
Fortunately, I was afraid of accidents and brought Boss Zhang with me.
"Since you have made up your mind, why should I hesitate to use your own ideas?"
Boss Zhang patted Tian Lin on the shoulder and said: "Wait for tomorrow, I will teach you the mental method tomorrow."
At this time, the clock sound sounded, and a group of people quickly started dressing and rushing to the wooden house.
The inside and outside of the wooden house are like two worlds, one with fresh air and the other with overwhelming stale air.
As soon as Tian Lin entered the wooden house, he heard an old mining slave scolding: "You new guys, if you pee at night, can you empty the toilet the next day? It stunks in the house, does it smell good? ?”
No one spoke in the room. At this time, a man in black outside the room cursed: "Don't you sleep at night? If you don't sleep, go out and carry a few stones back."
As soon as the man in black said this, the room fell silent instantly.
Tian Lin and Boss Zhang squeezed onto the bunk. Tian Lin once again felt the feeling of turning over to greet the people next to him.
He didn't know when this kind of day would end, but he sincerely hoped that Boss Zhang would make a big move and master the so-called magic.
However, after a day of observation, Tian Lin did not find any unnecessary actions from Boss Zhang.
He was just like other mining slaves, he was only serious about carrying stones to earn money, and there was no extraneous performance in the rest.
The next morning, as usual, I started carrying stones after eating porridge.
By noon, Tian Lin didn't know who the boss Zhang tore off a piece of clothes from, and wrote on the clothes with charcoal.
Tian Lin didn't know many words in this world. The old man taught him some words before, but he only knew half of the words.
Putting aside the wasted time at noon, Boss Zhang taught Tian Lin another lesson in the afternoon.
When it was time to take a shower at night, Tian Lin took out the ‘Saint Yuan Grass’ as usual.
Only this time, he didn't dare to swallow the Holy Yuan Grass whole again, but picked a leaf and put it into his mouth.
The power of the medicine spreads in the body, and Tian Lin began to guide the power of the medicine to gather in the Dantian according to the method of mind.
He could feel that the 'Saint Yuan Grass' really gave rise to a dantian energy in his dantian.
Although it is very weak - Boss Zhang said that most newcomers who are just learning the mind method cannot develop a trace of Dantian Qi in less than half a year.
(End of chapter)