Chapter 10 The Ninth Realm of Wu Qiao
The white mist invaded his body, and Fu Qingzhou subconsciously became wary, but then he let out a sigh.
The moment he came into contact with the white mist, the difficulty and irritability he had just felt were significantly relieved, and his whole breathing calmed down.
"Is this?"
Fu Qingzhou was startled.
"I have a spiritual deficiency." Yan Gui said calmly: "Wandu Mountain was chosen to be located near this place, presumably because of the strong spiritual deficiency here - only places with abundant spiritual deficiency are truly suitable for practice."
< br> "This thing is everywhere in the world, but when it is strong, it will condense into mist. It is not only suitable for practice, but also confuses the sight and hearing of outsiders. Therefore, since ancient times, all major sects have liked to choose locations where the spiritual void is abundant. Zong."
Fu Qingzhou walked in the fog and stretched out his hand to touch the white mist.
This thing has a very light coolness when it touches the skin, but it does not make people cold, but is extremely comfortable.
It is said to be "spiritual deficiency", but in fact it is also the so-called spiritual energy of heaven and earth, right?
His eyes were slightly bright: "Then what you said before about opening the martial arts aperture must also be done in the spiritual void?"
"That is natural."
The smoker laughed dryly: " What, you want to get better here? The Miao man has escaped now, but I guess he will come back after a while. Aren't you afraid of death?"
Fu Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and then shook his head. Shaking his head: "He doesn't dare."
"The key is still with me. He will definitely turn back, but he will not just come back to kill me and take away the key."
"After the fight just now, he must have known that it is very difficult to kill me without paying the price."
"When he returns to the sect, he will not be able to rescue him without attracting attention. On the one hand, it is difficult for the evil man to explain clearly why he was seriously injured when he went down the mountain. The death of the old Miao woman will not be known to Wandu Mountain for too long. The time when he went down the mountain and was injured coincided with it. The key He can't hide or save anyone."
"If I were him..."
Fu Qingzhou said slowly: "I think he will make up an excuse and pretend to be plotted outside. They came with some of their fellow disciples and killed me before I could speak, and then 'accidentally' discovered the key hidden on my body."
"This key was stolen without anyone noticing. It doesn't matter whether he hides or is taken away by other disciples. What matters is that he has removed his suspicions and can return to Wandu Mountain safely and approach the evil man again in the name of delivering food. "
"He will know where the key is by then, and it will only take a little effort to save people. It can be said to be the best strategy."
The smoker listened to his speculation and sneered: "That's very good, but if he simply You're just a fool, you didn't expect so much, and you want to kill you with your backhand?"
"Then I have to get rid of the martial arts first." Fu Qingzhou's eyes flashed: "At least when he comes again, I will be able to kill you. The power of self-preservation.”
“Hmph, okay.”
The smoker said lazily: “I agreed to it anyway—then sit down cross-legged.”
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Fu Qingzhou sat cross-legged in the white mist, closed his eyes as he was told, and heard the lazy sound of a smoker in his ears.
“There are nine realms of Wu Qiao, which have been passed down for unknown ages. The practice of practice has not changed for thousands of years, and the method of opening Wu Qiao is not a secret.”
“Hundred Schools of Martial Arts” Everyone has different abilities, but the methods for opening the first three realms of martial arts are all the same. However, after entering the third realm, you need to practice different internal skills and secrets to establish the foundation of the Tao."
"You don't have to open martial arts. People can also practice martial arts, just like you, who temper their muscles and bones day and night and learn martial arts, but they will never be able to generate inner breath. At most, they can fight with those in the third level of martial arts. The wear and tear of the body also accumulates over time, which will reduce the life span to a certain extent. Only those who have enlightened themselves can live longer and have a youthful appearance."
It said leisurely: "Now, I will teach you how to open the first realm - The first step is to put your tongue against the roof of your mouth, use your fist as a hammer, and hit the Yintang point with all your strength." Fu Qingzhou followed the instructions, focused his strength on the tip of his fist, and hit the Yintang point between his eyebrows hard!
There was a thud, and my head suddenly buzzed.
Normally, this would be nothing more than a fist mark on the forehead and dizziness for a while, but at this time, after the buzzing in the head, a breath of freshness like a spring suddenly came. Drilled in along the Yintang point!
At this moment, the smoker's voice sounded again.
“The second step is to use your hands as swords and thrust them through your temples.”
Fu Qingzhou turned his hands, pointed his index and middle fingers respectively, and focused on his temples.
In an instant, he felt like he had turned on some kind of switch.
If the Yintang point is a door to the spirit, then a small crack was left open. Now, the door blocks on both sides are unscrewed, and the door is open!
The clear spring turned into a torrent, rushing in!
Fu Qingzhou's breathing suddenly became heavy. This power instantly washed from the top of his head to the whole body. The feeling was very magical. It made him feel so comfortable that he wanted to shout, but it also made him feel all the pain and stubborn diseases in his body. Everything broke out.
The gastrointestinal problems caused by eating fur and drinking blood in the forest after Chuchu traveled, the finger bones injured from practicing arrows when he was young, the calf that often hurts after being bitten when fighting wolves... and the fatigue accumulated in the past two days, and the pain he had just suffered. The shoulder hurt by the stone.
These ailments that he had long been accustomed to but always accompanied his body suddenly lit up like lamps.
"The third step."
The smoker said calmly: "Concentrate your mind, look inward at your body, and draw out the spiritual deficiency and make up for the deficiencies."
Fu Qingzhou called out. The tone, calm yourself down according to what it says, guide the spirit to flow slowly in the body, and flow towards those uncomfortable injuries.
Lingxu did not immediately recover from the injury in the blink of an eye, but brought an icy chill that slightly relieved the pain.
"You have something, kid..."
The smoker murmured: "Do you know how many people have to try dozens or even hundreds of times just for the first step before they can make Yintang? Did the door open and Lingxu enter the body? You actually succeeded in this first attempt?"
Fu Qingzhou was still closing his eyes to guide Lingxu to wash the injured area and did not respond to it.
The smoker didn't care and kept chattering to himself: "The first step to opening a martial arts orifice is almost like this. When you can mobilize the spirit to repair your body with your breath, it means that you have mastered the ability to sense the spirit. With this ability, you have reached the first level of martial arts. When the time comes, I will teach you how to open the second level of martial arts.”
"But to be honest, I was right about that. Although your talent is not unprecedented, it is still outstanding. But I really can't understand that you, a wild man who grew up in the mountains, are still among the best." Boy, where did such a powerful soul come from? How great would it be if this body belonged to me? "
"Grandma, I have fallen into this situation, and you still piss me on me every day. Threatening, I'll fuck your mother..."
The more it spoke, the angrier it became, and it had already begun to say dirty words.
Fu Qingzhou was too lazy to pay attention to him, and just regarded it as his background rap BGM, always silently repairing all the injuries on his body.
What’s wrong with being so talented? I’ve traveled through time. At least I’m treated like a protagonist in a novel. Which protagonist isn’t extremely talented and extremely talented...
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly his heart moved slightly.
At this time, he was closely connected with Lingxu Baiwu, and he seemed to vaguely feel a few people approaching not far away. These people were also connected to Lingxu, and they were strong men who had opened their martial arts apertures.
(End of this chapter)