This nameless health-preserving method was stitched together and adapted from the Flesh and Flesh Purification Technique and the "Breathing Method". From the physical to the spiritual, he had already embarked on the extraordinary journey, so many places had to be modified before it could be suitable for ordinary people.
, otherwise you will get twice the result with half the effort, and things will easily go wrong.
"The method is very simple and only involves the most basic aspects of self-care. It can be seen as a guide to breathing and breathing to strengthen one's body."
In terms of value, it might be hard to find even a city or a thousand dollars at the foot of the mountain, but for Chen Yu it was just a matter of picking out a few and making slight changes, and it didn't take much effort.
As for Yu Qimeng relying on this breathing technique to gather his energy and refine himself... it's unlikely.
Although after some gathering of thoughts and ideas, it turned out that this Taoist priest was indeed of a high level, and his level of discussion of Taoist scriptures and even the guidance of exhalation was infinitely higher than his half-full bucket of water.
But it is still impossible. When there is no spiritual liquid, spiritual energy, spiritual plant, the other party has no spirit at all, the foundation for the birth of fetal breath, not to mention the subsequent smelting into mana, the transformation of the body, etc. Even if he uses the health-preserving method as a reward
No matter how exquisite it is, if it is maintained to the extreme, it is only equivalent to the level of an ordinary person at forty years old. After all, the old practitioner is too old.
In addition, he has been practicing martial arts for many years, and when he was young, he traveled around the world to experience the world. After traveling all over the country, he suffered from a disease. It is not obvious at the moment, but he still feels a little uncomfortable from time to time in frost and rain. If not for this encounter, in another three to five years, this famous Manxi
It is estimated that the Taoist cultivators in Zhou cannot even maintain their kung fu, and their vitality and blood are severely depleted, and they can only grow old in memory and pain.
"The health regimen is given to me, and the memories of these Taoist scriptures are packed and taken away."
After spending a lot of mental energy to copy the next copy, Chen Yu no longer paid attention to the old man and the young man on Yuanyang Peak, turned around and disappeared into the interior scene, planning to take a shortcut through the Xiaguang Sea.
The method of maintaining health is not a magic spell. It can be achieved overnight. It requires continuous practice day and night, or at least diligent practice to show the effect. As for how Qi Meng will feel after seeing the spiritual message he left and the breathing technique he wrote.
He didn't care much about the reaction.
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I didn't say much on the way home. It was a safe journey. It was rare to be calm in the sea of rays of light, and no strange and dangerous places appeared.
Chen Yu returned to the Taoist temple, dust was fluttering on the edge of the inner scene, and his body was still surrounded by a layer of silver light.
The mental power protects the physical body from being thrown away. Interior view. When the body becomes loose again and the dry Yuan Shen body pops out of the huge wall of four-color clouds, the consciousness suddenly returns to the main body.
Phew! The physical body is still comfortable.
It's not good to pour conscious thoughts into Yuanshen's body. It's easily damaged, and even Chen Yu, who is riding in it with his bundle, feels very unbearable.
It's like wearing a tattered armor, far less relaxed than the physical body.
Of course, his main consciousness never left his body from beginning to end, but he was worried that the dual use of his mind would affect the stability of controlling his soul, so he chose to concentrate his consciousness on one side. If there was an emergency and he needed to make a choice
, he can undoubtedly throw away the Yuan Shen Body without hesitation.
It is renewable after all.
Chen Yu pressed his soul back into the mud ball, and the spiritual power that had been maintained around him was also withdrawn into his body. The next moment, his whole person disappeared from the gray world without a trace.
Qingtai Mountain, Yunhe Temple.
March is here, spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. Taking advantage of the good sunshine these days, he temporarily put aside his plan to capture Thunderbolt for the second time. He still didn't understand much of the "imprints" he made before, so he will take it easy for now.
In spring and March, along with the greenery, there are all kinds of food. The mountains and forests are lush and green.
Leaving aside birds and beasts, he is not very interested in eating flesh and blood right now. Except for the spiritual fish that were slightly modified by chance, such as Mo Lingyu, Chen Yu has no intention of wasting time hunting in the mountains and forests.
Even if we really caught that big black bear, hundreds of kilograms of meat in our belly would not be worth the extra bowls of rice.
After all, Qiu Daomai is a spiritual plant. In addition to blessing the five senses, its replenishment and nourishment of Qi and blood are far beyond what ordinary foods can match.
In fact, Chen Yu occasionally thinks about whether he can breed more spiritual beasts in addition to spiritual fish, but judging from the current situation, the birth process of both the Big Three and Mo Lingkun has a certain degree of chance.
The method he came up with to divide spirituality and restrain flesh and blood proved to be of little use on Mo Lingkui. It was more the spiritual liquid that worked. He still hasn't figured out what happened at that time to make the flesh and blood of those fish become the same. Spirituality is more accessible.
The key point is that the fish demon is not enlightened. The fish is still a fish, and it is not like the black fish that becomes smarter day by day.
"By the way, the medicinal materials for the Qi and Blood Pill should be almost the same in the past two days. I will leave a batch for cultivating spiritual seeds, and the rest will be refined into pills first. I don't know if it is an illusion, but the fish in the pond are all hungry during this period. I lost some weight."
Reed ginseng, Scrophulariaceae, Fritillaria... Most of this batch of medicinal materials were planted in February. Now it is almost mid-March and will be ready in more than a month. However, since their effects have been verified from the beginning, most of them are All seeds must be saved for further cultivation. Only a small part can be used for elixir making.
"Fortunately, it is not difficult to make Qi and Blood Pills. There are more or less sixteen or seven pills in one batch. Two or three batches will be enough for several spirit fish to eat for a long time."
Mo Lingyu likes Qi and Blood Pills. After being fed, he often rushes to suck them into his mouth. However, once he eats them, he will curl up at the bottom of the pond to digest them and remain motionless for most of the day. After that, his appetite will be greatly reduced for a long time.
In this case, as the pills are taken one after another, the fish will become fatter and stronger, and the digestion and absorption speed will also be further improved.
After arriving at the backyard medicine field, Chen Yu took a closer look and realized that not only the several herbs needed for the Qi and Blood Pill were about to mature, but also several types of grasses that had been transplanted in late winter.
One of them has a strange appearance, half buried in the soil in a black streak, with several strips hanging from the stem, and a round umbrella canopy propped up on the upper end.
Big snow mushroom, also known as black foot and gray umbrella cover.
It's just that the big snow mushroom after spiritual transformation is different from the same kind on the mountain. If you look closely, you can see that there is an inch-long cross gap on the top, and there is a layer of translucent gelatin inside, which is similar to resin and has a strong smell. Grassy atmosphere.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The magic power is condensed into a needle, two ends are stuck on the mushroom, and it is opened with a slight force.
It turns out that colloid is not grease or the like, but a protruding section of clusters of extremely slender bacteria. It is very plump and shiny. When put together, it does look like a lump of resin at first glance.
After peeling one off, the strands of hair looked normal but extremely strong.
After falling on the palm of his hand, Chen Yu flipped through it for a while, and then threw out a bunch of insight skills. The results were sparse and there was very little feedback.
Probably non-toxic.
There may be some poison, but it is a small problem for him who has a perfect body and has mana, spirit and blood to rely on.
Furthermore, there is a piece of intestinal wormwood planted a few steps away. If you are really poisoned, you will probably blanch it in water and drink it. Besides, there are a few poison-removing seven treasure pills in the utility room, which are more or less useful.
So Chen Yu was very courageous and thought that eating it raw would be no big deal, but he didn't do it in the end. Because sometimes some good things can have a chain reaction, causing bad things to happen.
So he raised his hand and jumped into the sky one by one. In the next moment, he carried the hyphae and flew straight to the chicken shed.
Since he became more and more proficient in the insight technique, Brother Chicken has become more leisurely to the naked eye, so much so that he is worrying about himself and his hens every day.
Just give it something to do.
Under the blue light flying clouds, before Brother Chicken could react, he grabbed his head and opened his front beak. A ball of light rolled into his stomach under the dull expression of the chicken brother.
The magic power dissipated, and the big rooster fell to the ground. He didn't recover for a long time, not knowing what happened.
This one was given to Brother Chicken for testing, and the rest was waiting. Among the other plants, Chen Yu used his rich experience in judging spiritual plants to figure out the functions of two of them, while the rest were thrown to Xiaolu and Heiyu respectively.
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The Big Three just need to be in order.
I originally wanted to throw some to Mo Lingkui, but the spiritual stones buried in the pool earlier seemed to have some kind of impact on the water quality and the creatures in it, making their Qi and blood more powerful and their foundations deeper... In other words,
The meat is more tender, firmer and more delicious.
In order to avoid the spiritual plants affecting the taste, Chen Yu did not put them into the water after all, and only assigned the task to the three in front of the door and behind the yard.
Especially that greedy deer, from the beginning of winter to now, it has eaten and drank a lot, and the fresh weeds catalyzed by the spiritual liquid have become picky in taste.
Fortunately, he later starved this guy for two more meals, which instantly killed the picky eating problem in the cradle, and returned to the state of eating everything he could and leaving nothing behind.
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On this day, he dug up a dozen radishes (spiritual stones) and buried them in the strange scenery: Qinglu Mountain. Chen Yu pondered for a while about the thunder marks copied in his hand, and then immersed himself in consciousness for more than half an hour to read the Taoist scriptures.
——There is no need to burn these scriptures. Even if you don’t have to use your brain, there is still a lot of words to engrave with mana seals one by one, which will take up too much time, and the engraving is not of much use.
It's good to keep it in his head. It just so happens that he likes to pass the time in his spare time, so he just flips through it from time to time.
By analogy, although the Taoist sages did not truly embark on the path of spiritual practice of eating Xia Shiqi, they still had their own unique practice in terms of life and principles.
What Chen Yu saw were memories, what he flipped through was books, and what he experienced was the lives of generations of Taoist predecessors.
Of course, he is a foreigner and does not know enough about many things, so most of the time he reads it as a story. Occasionally, he is inspired by the other person's deeds, or gains something.
After reading the book, I had enough rest.
With a light stroke of his right hand, it is like a door opening, and the spirit sinks into it——
Heaven beyond heaven.
It's rare that I have time to come here again.
Chen Yu drove his soul and flew in the chaos of nothingness. The surrounding fields were misty and boundless, and he couldn't distinguish up, down, left, and right.
Vaguely, there were vague calls and attractions coming from several points, but he ignored it. He had just injected a batch of spiritual power not long ago, and it was far from time to exhaust the replenishment.
"Where is the end of this place? I've never been able to find it."
He looked around, his vision was as dark as ink, and occasionally there were vortices swirling, stirring and swallowing.
I closed my eyes to perceive it, waited for a while, then found a direction and turned into a rainbow.
Look for it slowly after the end. If there is anything that you are not sure about, there is no need to worry about it now. Chen Yu moves very quickly, but he can't help but the destination is also changing. At this time, it is no longer the last position, but has drifted to another place.
A little further away.
After a long time, a glimmer of light appeared dazzling in the uniform darkness.
Chen Yu approached, and a gray stone mountain appeared in front of him.
He looked at it for a few times, thoughtfully. The color was much lighter than before, no longer as black as ink, but turned into a bit of gray.
Immediately, he shook his head and shattered a large number of rocks with a wave of his hand, scattering them and floating outside, exposing the slightly black stones and lush roots inside.
Emerald green and crystal clear, it shines in the darkness with pure brilliance like jade.
In an instant, black mist gathered around again, as if being attracted, and the scattered gravel was swallowed up. Chen Yu's expression was dull and he didn't look much. He used his mental power to create a huge wave and wiped away the black mist.
He casually collected the remaining black cinders after the black mist was annihilated. These rough stones can support the growth of the plants in front of him.
Although the effect is average, if it is too large, it will not hurt if it is used up. Just like before, if the plant is exposed for a while, a large amount of black mist will be used, actively adding to the effect.
"Xiaobai is growing up very fast."
Xiaobai, the name Chen Yu gave to this plant that grew from the spiritual seed has not yet been decided. Because it is not mature yet and its function is not yet known, so it will have to wait until later.
And the reason why it is called Xiaobai... is after all a seed that is very similar to Dabaigen. Although it grows an unknown thing that looks like a dead lotus, it has nothing to do with Dabaigen.
At this time, Chen Yu saw a circle of green water droplets on the two funnel-shaped leaves at the bottom.
There was obviously no rain or dew in the sky, so this thing must be something special. He flew closer and was about to take a closer look when he saw that Xiaobai seemed to feel something. He rolled up the leaves like a stress reaction and raised his head at the same time.
Two long golden beards were poked out, and they were slashed down!
The golden beard landed firmly on Chen Yu, who did not dodge, leaving a half-inch deep cut, and then shakily retracted.
He didn't pay attention to the scars, and recovered in an instant. Instead, it was the roots that made Chen Yu care, and he didn't even care about the green water droplets protected by the leaves for a moment.
"nice one!"
His eyes were shining, and it was obviously something similar to the mangosteen silver hair, which could directly affect the soul. This was the second one he had encountered so far.
And judging from the size of the two long beards before, they were almost a hundred times the amount of silver cents I used!
How many mangosteens must be cultivated to catalyze this? Chen Yu's first thought was whether he could break it off and rub it into pieces to use as robes.
The last set of robes has been exhausted, and the mangosteen takes an extra long time to mature. There is no second batch of things that can protect the soul in a short period of time.
However, the plant in front of me seemed a bit unrecognizable...it seemed that it had no closeness to Chen Yu, or that it might be that it didn't have much intelligence in the first place, and its stress response was a little too strong driven by instinct.
"There's nothing to fear from a few whippings, but it won't be good if the golden beard is worn out too much."
Having already regarded the long beard as his own, what he was thinking about now was how to break off the golden beard without disturbing the other party and affecting his growth.
Soon, he was farther away.
The leaves stretched again. It was obvious that Xiaobai had not developed a real consciousness, and his behavior just now was indeed instinctive.
Chen Yu thought for a while, then his eyes shifted from the emerald green water drops on the leaves to the piles of high piles of rough stones under the winding roots.
"Intimidation will be counterproductive, so why don't you use inducement?"