Chapter 22: Breathing Long and Short, Breathing Quickly, Breathing the Clouds in One Hundred and Eig
"puff!"
There was strong pressure in his abdomen, and Chen Cuo immediately exhaled suddenly!
What to do!
His eyes widened and he moved rapidly.
The old beggar laughed and said nothing, and the force in his hand turned into suction.
"hiss--"
Chen Cuo took another involuntary breath.
Breathing in and out, they were so close together that he didn't even have time to say a word.
Just in a second thought, the strength of the old beggar's hand changed again, and there was another oppression.
Chen Cuo then let out another breath.
He vomited for a long time this time, as if he was trying to expel all the air in his chest and abdomen.
"Well!" Chen Cuo struggled to speak, but the old beggar regained his strength and asked Chen Cuo to inhale again. He inhaled quickly and urgently. In the blink of an eye, his withered chest and abdomen quickly filled up.
Just like that, under the guidance of the old beggar, Chen Cuo breathed in and out, exhaled and inhaled, some long, some short, some quick, some slow.
Gradually, there were stars in his eyes, but something strange arose in his stomach. His heart became clear and he understood.
"This is a method of breathing and exhaling. Is this old beggar really teaching the method? But, how can it be taught like this? What is this called? Teaching through practice?"
The old beggar looked into Chen Cuo's eyes and suddenly smiled and said: "Junhou is really talented. He understood it so quickly. This breathing method is composed of one exhalation and one inhalation. It is divided into thirty-six condensation wheels and seventy-two.
There are one hundred and eight loose wheels in total. It is said that in ancient times, there was a powerful person who swallowed clouds and breathed out mist. In one breath, the wind rolled and the clouds relaxed, and spring and summer alternated! How many you can remember depends on your destiny!"
Chen Cuo was immediately startled and ignored the teaching concept. He gathered his thoughts and memorized it with all his heart.
No matter what the old beggar meant, write it down first before talking about anything else.
The wonderful thing is that before he met the old beggar, he swallowed a clear pill. Not only did his thinking become clearer, but his memory also improved a lot. After concentrating on his thoughts, his every breath became clearer.
When the old beggar saw it, his eyes showed surprise, but he still acted.
Chen Cuo had closed his eyes and concentrated on comprehending the rhythm of breathing and breathing. After staying for a long time, his mind gradually became immersed in it, as if everything in the outside world had ceased to exist, and only one breath and one breath remained.
During these breaths, his mind gradually stabilized, and a slight warmth slowly grew in his lower abdomen.
time flies.
After exhaling his last breath, Chen Cuo had completed one hundred and eight breaths. Chen Cuo suddenly woke up. His limbs felt indescribably comfortable. His whole body felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, warm and hot.
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He opened his eyes, and in an instant, the surroundings were filled with light, even the gaps between tables and chairs, and every detail in the corners of doors and windows were clearly visible.
Chen Cuo stood up suddenly, feeling as if his body was as light as a swallow and that he had infinite strength.
However, when he stood still, these feelings faded away.
"Sure enough, there is a way!" He sighed secretly, and looked for the old beggar again to ask a few questions, but all he saw was empty, and there was no one anywhere.
"What's going on? You just led me to breathe out my last breath. Why is it that when I turn around, I'm gone?"
Chen Cuo called the guards outside the door to ask.
After hearing this, several guards looked at each other in confusion, but hesitated to speak.
Chen Cuo saw this and asked a few questions.
One of the guards said: "We, the guards under command, have never seen any beggars."
Chen Cuo was startled and felt a chill in his heart, so he called Chen Hai again.
Chen Haidao: "I've never seen any beggars before. It's the Lord who said you were hungry and asked people to prepare food for the night." After saying that, he glanced at the oil on Chen Cuo's chest and the mess on the table, and his eyes twitched slightly.
Turn around, looking confused.
Don’t remember the old beggar?
Chen Cuo was still unwilling to give up, and after asking several people, he was shocked to realize that no one had any impression of the old beggar, as if he had never appeared at all.
Are you dreaming?
Chen Cuo thought this and shook his head to reject it.
If he falls asleep, he can only dream. How can he dream?
For a moment, Chen Cuo was startled and confused. He noticed Chen Hai's gaze and looked down at his chest. What he saw was a stain of oil. When he looked up at the mess on the table, he was finally sure that the old beggar must have been here and it was just someone else.
I don’t even remember it! I couldn’t help but feel weird and inexplicable.
"Thinking about it carefully, this time it was really reckless. Based on Chen Jiao's words and the threat of the evil ghost, I was a little hungry and was just immobilized by the beggar, unable to move. It was actually very dangerous, but the ending was not bad. Every time I suffered, I grew up.
Wisdom, you must be cautious in the future."
Thinking of this, he lowered his head again and looked at the clothes on his chest, wondering whether to laugh or cry. However, it was a trivial matter to lose the clothes. The key was what kind of method this technique was.
"This nameless vomiting method has neither its name nor its efficacy. It is a complete three-nothing product. The so-called vomiting method has no trace of the change of spring and summer. It is so powerful, how can it be done?
Teach it at will? And the content is so simple, you are not afraid of me passing it on at will? Alas, I practiced it in a daze, and I don’t know if there are any hidden dangers. Besides, the beggar and Taoist Master Zhou both said that it is inappropriate to learn the exercises secretly, so should they be shelved?
"
Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled bitterly and thought to himself: The first time he saw the old beggar, he couldn't find him, so he searched everywhere. Finally, he found someone, but he was hesitant. He even hesitated after he had the skills. This man's
The mind is indeed unpredictable, even your own, but you have to write it down first, whether you practice it or not!
With this thought, he dismissed everyone, returned to the house, immediately lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.
After entering Mengze, the effect of the elixir has not faded away, but there are signs of weakening. The nameless breathing method that uses the body's direct memory is actually a bit blurry.
Chen Cuo took a deep breath, weighed it for a long time, and finally projected a blank sheet of paper in his dream. While his memory was still clear, he quickly wrote it down.
This recording method, in addition to breathing, also deliberately marks the length of inhalation and exhalation, and even the degree of exertion.
"If I hadn't taken the elixir, I definitely wouldn't be able to remember it accurately. In this regard, the Tongming elixir will be of great use in the future. Whenever there is a big event, I should swallow it first!"
When the last stroke was finished, Chen Cuo dried the ink, picked it up, looked at the nameless breathing method on the paper, looked at it for a long time, and gritted his teeth.
"At this point, there are not many choices left. If you continue to pick and choose, your life will be lost. If you don't say anything, just do it!"
That night, he vomited again until late at night.
Early the next morning, Chen Cuo felt energetic as soon as he got up. When he was washing, he accidentally pinched some marks on the copper basin.
"It's actually so effective? How long did it take?"
He was surprised and happy, and his doubts about Wuming Kung Fu were much lessened. For him, what he lacked most was time. Being able to quickly improve his own strength was a dream! How could he manage so much?
"In addition to strength, we must also make use of surrounding security."
After thinking about this, Chen Cuo ate and asked Chen Hai to make some preparations. Then he took a car to the outside of the city and told others that he was looking for a temple to worship Buddha.
When the news reached the palace, Chen's mother was busy cleaning up the aftermath of the theft. When she heard the news, she frowned and couldn't help but said: "He is carefree and doesn't know the danger at home."
Chen He said from the side: "In the past few days, the prince has been busy gathering and looking around, and he has been very tired. Now that something happened in the palace, he went to worship Buddha to pray for peace. Maybe it was a good intention."
Mother Chen shook her head and sighed. Suddenly something occurred to her and she said, "Mr. Zhou said that Erlang's article brought Xiao Wang together. What about that article? You can tell me."
Chen He shook his head and shied away: "How can a villain know about literary and ink matters? Why not invite Zhang Junzi? He is knowledgeable and has a wide range of friends. He is just the right person to ask."
Mother Chen agreed to the proposal: "It's okay, I have to ask him about the things I asked him to inquire about before."