Chapter 202: The God-raising Kung Fu is completed
Peng Daozong originated from the Taoist sect.
Therefore, although Qixing Hengqigong is known as a martial arts body training method, it is actually integrated with Taoist practice.
The first level of gas extraction method.
It is very similar to Xuan Dao's Conquering Qi and Building Foundation Skills.
Calm your mind and breathe in.
The only difference is the method of gas collection.
There is a theory of congenital nasal suction and acquired oral suction.
The former is also called the Dantian breathing method. As the name suggests, it is guided by breathing in the Dantian three inches below the lower abdomen.
The latter is called the breathing skill. When inhaling, the palms of the hands are upward, the body leans forward, the arms slowly separate, and go straight to the Baihui point on the top of the head. When the breath is full, then touch the tongue to the roof of the mouth. The mind introduces the breath from the top of the head to the Dantian, which is the acquired Qi replenishment.
I want to get started with Hengqigong.
The first step is to master Qigong.
Old Shen looked serious and did not dare to make any mistakes, word for word. After explaining it several times, he sat cross-legged and motioned Kunlun to take a closer look.
I saw him stretching out his right hand, palm facing the sky.
Then his eyes closed slightly.
After entering samadhi, he raised his head slightly and took a deep breath like a whale drinking water. In an instant, the breath all over his body surged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wait until the air is introduced into the body.
Kunlun could clearly see the rise and fall of his lower abdomen.
Like a bag filled with water.
The air flow is like mercury flowing slowly, and you can even faintly hear the sound of clear mountain springs falling into deep streams.
Anger sinks in Dantian.
Old Shen is like a duckweed in the wind, swaying gently in the wind.
Dong——
The courtyard is extremely quiet at this moment.
Only the occasional breeze blows through the ancient trees overhead, bringing with it a rustle and the sound of children playing outside the courtyard gate.
Kunlun frowned, not even daring to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing Master Shen.
But suddenly.
He seemed to hear the sound of a heavy drum beating.
Subconsciously, his eyes widened and he followed the sound, finally landing on Old Shen’s chest.
"This..."
It's not like Kunlun has never seen other people practicing martial arts.
But I have never encountered such an amazing momentum.
Even the old foreigners who also follow the path of horizontal training are just gurgling streams flowing slowly.
“Concentrate.”
“Watch it.”
In his confusion.
A deep sound suddenly exploded in my ears.
Kunlun subconsciously put away his distracting thoughts and looked up, only to see that Old Shen had opened his eyes at some point and was staring at him with slight dissatisfaction.
“Yes, Master Shen.”
Being swept away by him.
Kunlun was rarely nervous.
Seeing him like this, Old Shen nodded secretly.
Although this transfer of skills is more like a transaction, for him, he may never meet a good prospect like Kunlun again in his life, so he should try his best.
In order to become a disciple, he worked hard in the mountains for more than half a year.
Carrying water, chopping firewood, doing laundry, and cooking.
He had to do all kinds of dirty and tiring work, and finally he was able to impress the master and gain access to the inner gate.
But this is only the first step.
After getting started, I was not able to directly come into contact with spiritual practice.
Starting from the standing position, gradually strengthening the muscles and bones, tempering the body, and so on, until you can stand up like a horse without falling, you can get the formula of Qi gathering method.
And.
At that time, there were dozens of brothers and sisters in Peng Daozong.
It is impossible for the master to explain it word for word like him. He just walked it through once and then understood it on his own.
No basic understanding.
It is often difficult to get started after sitting for many years.
Now, he has no reservations about Kunlun and treats him as a successor.
Without too much delay.
Old Shen's arms dropped to both sides.
Open your mouth slowly.
Different from the previous whale swallowing.
The breathing skill is more casual, but the momentum is not reduced at all, and is even more amazing.
Then he opened his mouth and swallowed.
There seemed to be invisible winds blowing in the courtyard, spreading from all directions, and then an invisible cyclone was set off outside him.
Then the cyclone condenses into an air current, swallows it into the abdomen, and then goes all the way down from the tip of the tongue, through the Tanzhong point, the eight extraordinary meridians, and finally flows into the Dantian.
Breathe in and out.
The energy between movement and stillness is like a waterfall.
At this time, the sun had already risen and was hanging in the sky. The blazing light slanted down from the broad leaves of the treetops above and fell on him one after another.
When we first met yesterday.
He has a cigarette stick tied around his waist, his face is deeply wrinkled, and his hair is gray. Time has left too many traces on his body. He is always stooped and looks gloomy.
If we didn’t know his origin.
It is hard to imagine that such an old man had been a monk in Emei Qingcheng for decades.
Also with a pair of fists.
On the boundaries of Changsha City, we fought until no one dared to provoke anymore.
But at this moment, he was out of gas and mysterious, and he didn't have the slightest sense of aging and aging.
"Do you understand?"
Seeing Kunlun thoughtfully, Old Shen didn't say much, just asked softly.
"Almost..."
Kunlun nodded.
If it had been anyone else, Old Shen might have scolded him. The first level of Qixingheng Kung Fu was so obscure that it was difficult to understand. Among the many brothers among them, the one with the best talent was more than one. Only then did Yue feel his breath.
But he has an inexplicable trust in Kunlun.
Maybe he is born with a reassuring temperament.
"Okay, then I will practice the second step for you."
"This step is the Hun Tian Yi Qi Yang Shen Gong."
...
Shi Junshan.
Deep in the cliff of a hundred feet.
Earthly fire rose into the sky like a prairie fire.
In the open space next to the fire cave, there are three stoves that are six or seven people tall.
View from a high place.
The molten iron in the iron-making furnace was boiling and rocking back and forth. From time to time, a cloud of molten iron gradually rose up and sprinkled on the ground, causing a sizzling sound. It took a long time before the temperature dropped and it condensed into tiny black particles.
It is different from the fact that it has already entered autumn outside and the temperature is getting colder.
This earth dragon maintains a high temperature of dozens of degrees all year round.
If you get even slightly closer, you will feel the discomfort of being roasted.
Li Shuguo was shirtless, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He hadn't slept for an unknown number of days, his eyes were red, and his hair was in strands.
But he didn't care.
Just staring at every move in the stove.
It's not just him.
The same goes for the guys behind them. They are nervous and expectant, as if they are waiting for something.
Gudong——
Finally.
As the ground fire burns repeatedly.
The furnace that had poured countless secret gold, materials, and rare ores finally boiled completely, and molten iron kept rising from the furnace like bubbles.
“The time has come.”
“Take the big ribs!”
Li Shuguo’s eyes lit up and he shouted loudly behind him.
The guys who had been waiting for a long time did not hesitate at all after hearing his instructions. They quickly opened the jade box behind them and took out a big tendon from it with the help of their vaginal claws.
Although it has been sealed for a long time.
But Osu showed no signs of being corrupted by staleness.
On the contrary, it was filled with demonic aura, with a soaring smell of blood.
This is the demon tendon on the black dragon that was taken from the ancient building's sutra curtain.
It is more than ten meters long.
Three or four guys lifted it over their heads, and it looked like it was quite laborious.
“Give me the bow.”
Li Shuguo tucked the cigarette rod into his waist and stretched out his big hand to the side.
At his side.
A young and tall figure is as straight as a pile.
The Taoist robe on his body had already been soaked with sweat, and his long hair was randomly tied into a knot on his head. If it weren't for the big bow on his body, it would be almost impossible to recognize him as an old foreigner.
From early that morning.
Five or six days have passed since Chenjiazhuang followed Li Shuguo and others to Shijunshan.
Boarding and food are all in the mountain.
How can I still have the same gas state as when I walked around the rivers and lakes in the past? He had to get up early every morning to carry materials from outside the mountain. He climbed the 100-foot ladder on the cliff behind him more than thirty or forty times in the past few days.
Being in such a fire cave.
The Taoist robes on my body have almost never been dry.
In addition, it is not easy to get water here. It depends on the guys bringing it in little by little from the river or mountain spring at the foot of the mountain. It is not enough for daily drinking, and there is no extra for washing.
Usually he still can’t figure it out.
Why do the guys who go into the mountains always smell like sweat?
After coming for a few days, he finally had an understanding.
A busy day during the day.
I almost fell asleep at night.
Sometimes I have to get up in the middle of the night to add various materials to the stove, making sure not to make any mistakes.
According to shopkeeper Li.
The melting points of gold, silver, copper, iron, ore and secret gold are different.
What's more, the three pieces of armor cast this time can almost all be called magic weapons, and there is no room for sloppiness.
The old foreigner has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. With the help of the Taoist Zhu Dan and the blood of the great goblin, the southern Yunnan group forcibly broke through the door bottleneck, and now they have entered the realm of Qi refining.
He couldn't stand it anymore.
Not to mention those ordinary mountain guys.
So most of the time, Li Shuguo does things himself.
It is very common to get up from the shop in the middle of the night.
After five or six days here, he hardly had a good night's sleep, but Li Shuguo never complained even once, and he seemed to have endless energy.
We have been together for a long time.
The old foreigner admired Shopkeeper Li from the bottom of his heart.
That is a tough guy.
“Oh, here it comes.”
At this moment, I heard Li Shuguo mention the big bow.
The old foreigner quickly took it off his back and handed it over.
Compared with before, Qinchuan Gong today has changed a lot and is completely different.
The Qinchuan Bow was made by the previous generation of Banshan Taoist.
The most astonishing thing among them is the tendons of the Qinchuan cattle. As for the other materials, due to the constraints of the conditions at the time, they were all ordinary things.
The style is also extremely ordinary.
It is made according to the hunting bow.
However, Qinchuan's bow was extremely powerful and light, with a total strength of thirty kilograms. Even on the ancient battlefield, it could be regarded as one of the strongest bows.
He inherited Qinchuan Bow for many years.
It has been unable to reach full capacity.
It wasn't until he entered Zhelong Mountain and washed the marrow and cut the bones with the demonic blood of the blue-scaled python that he was able to do it.
However, as the strength became more and more astonishing, Qinchuan Bow seemed a little weak.
That's why he proposed to recast it.
In the past few days, while smelting materials, Li Shuguo specially took out a piece of secret gold and made a bow body for him.
Three feet and three inches long.
It weighs more than ten kilograms in the hand.
The cold light on the bow is cold, and the cast patterns of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and swamps can be faintly seen.
It makes him look thick, but also gives him an indescribable sense of mystery.
But Osuji has never gone too far.
So the bow string is only temporarily replaced with a hemp rope.
Li Shuguo took it and glanced down. Even he could not hide his satisfaction.
It’s been many years since I shot a strong bow for someone else.
Unexpectedly, the craftsmanship has not been lost.
During the whole process of drawing and finalizing the bow, he did it all by himself without any imitation. It took him three days to cast the bow body.
Now everything is ready.
Only a piece of demon sinew is missing as a bowstring.
“Vote!”
As he holds the great bow.
Several guys have already appeared on the top of the iron-making furnace on the wooden ladder.
Li Shuguo shouted lowly.
In an instant.
The group quickly threw the potion into the furnace.
For ordinary animal sinews, the most they can do is soak them in potion to achieve continuous toughness.
Plunge directly into the fire.
It doesn't take a moment to melt into a pool of blood, and then the water vapor forms and dissipates.
But the dragon's demon sinew...can't be cut with ordinary swords.
Smelting it in a furnace like this will not damage it, but can stimulate the demonic power contained in the ribs to the greatest extent.
Crash——
As the demon tendon was thrown into the furnace.
The demonic energy surged up from the big ribs, and one of the black shadows could be faintly seen roaring up to the sky, as if trying to break free from it.
A few guys can’t see clearly with their naked eyes.
I just felt an inexplicable coldness rushing to my head.
It was clear that the earth dragon beneath him was still burning, and for a moment he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Several people couldn't help but look at each other with fear and uneasiness on their faces.
They only knew that this piece of ribs was brought back by the shopkeeper.
Used for casting weapons.
But what it is, I have no clue.
At this moment, feeling the cold air that almost overwhelmed the fire, they finally had some guesses.
Demon?
The same word appeared in the minds of several guys.
But this idea just came up.
A low roar exploded in my ears.
“Get up!”
Several people were stunned. Facing the incoming fire, they quickly picked up the big tendon from the stove with their vaginal claws.
After some tempering.
Osujishang’s previous bloody smell was swept away.
The whole body is translucent, as if carved out of jade, and the whole body is faintly flashing with misty luster, looking mysterious and unusual.
The group of people looked at it in amazement.
It never occurred to them.
Entering the iron-making furnace, instead of being burned to ashes, a piece of animal sinew felt like it was reborn from the ashes.
This is simply a fantasy.
"Four feet and three inches, old foreigner brothers, don't let your hands shake."
Li Shuguo, who was holding the bow embryo, glanced at the old foreigner and said seriously.
The dragon's muscles are too big to be broken by a sword.
So, they specially brought Chen Yulou’s bone knife with them on this trip.
The dagger from Pingshan Xuan Palace.
Although it was only a short-range weapon, its ferociousness was no weaker than that of Kunlun's big halberd. The blade was stained with countless human lives and blood.
Later, it was specially recast, blended with the blood of the great goblin, and completely transformed into a goblin soldier.
only.
Chen Yulou has too many tricks nowadays.
Basically, dragon scale swords are used to slay demons and conquer demons, but this bone knife seems a bit useless.
“Okay.”
The old foreigner’s eyes flickered.
Holding the bone knife in his backhand, he walked straight forward, walked among several guys, and tried to compare the positions.
Then without hesitation, he slashed with his backhand.
I saw a flash of cold light.
The dragon's ribs split into two instantly.
The old foreigner held less than one-tenth of it in his hand. Even though he had been dead for a long time, holding it in his palm, the big tendons still gave him a feeling of life.
It seems that what he is holding is not a demon tendon.
But a python that has become a climate.
"Tie both ends tightly, just as tight as an ink fountain string."
Li Shuguo was holding a big bow, and he had already taken off the hemp rope that he had tied casually before.
The string grooves on both sides of the bow are carved with several deep marks.
Just for binding.
Not to mention that the two of them had practiced it several times before. The old foreigner had been using bows for so many years and knew the structure of the bow body very well.
Where do I need Li Shuguo’s reminder at this moment?
Take a deep breath.
Quickly wrap one end into the trunking for a few turns, then grab the other end and pull it hard, with a very familiar movement.
When the demon tendons stretch into a straight line.
The old foreigner subconsciously flicked his finger.
Buzz!
A clanging sound like a dragon's roar suddenly rose from the big bow.
Although the arrow is not nocked.
But the invisible bow movement was like a tide rushing towards the surrounding areas.
Finally it condensed into a shadow, passing over a falling stone not far away.
Only a loud bang was heard.
The rocks exploded from the outside inward into a pile of debris!
“What a domineering Jiao Gong!”
(End of this chapter)