Chapter 4 Practicing after the rain (please comment!)
Opening his palms, a flash of silver light flashed.
It looked very dazzling. However, the flames stalled and extinguished after a short moment, and all the splendor that filled most of the courtyard disappeared.
Or not.
He shook his head and sighed, but his face was calm, as if he was used to it.
[Inspiration]
This is Chen Yu's name for the silver-white light particles produced in the sea of consciousness within his body.
Although I thought it might be a gift that came with me from my hometown, which is also commonly known as a golden finger. But I didn't explain it. Everything is still being explored, and there is still a long way to go before I can truly control it.
The function of [Spiritual Machinery] is also very vague. It seems to be similar to the vulgar enhancement flow, but he has done several experiments and knows the difference between the two.
It's very big, it can even be said to be fundamentally different.
Strengthening is just an appearance, and the real effect of [Spiritual Intelligence] is reflected in a deeper level. Unfortunately, until now, he has only a partial understanding and has not been able to figure it out. He only made a guess after roughly grasping it.
It was precisely this guess that led him to give him the name [Lingji].
If it is what he thinks, then this ability will be very interesting. Whether it is strong or not, the key point is... it is very interesting!
Nowadays, limited by Chen Yu himself, if he really wants to use it, he not only has to hold his breath and concentrate, but also spends a lot of energy to pry up the sea of consciousness. He also has to make direct contact with the other party, just like the earthworms before.
The limitations are huge, but fortunately his current location is not a monster-killing upgrade, so there is no need to use it to fight enemies.
Chen Yu is very open-minded, just take your time and don't rush.
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The sky in early spring changes at every turn. The sun was still shining brightly and brightly earlier, but as soon as two breezes blew, three or five white clouds swayed and gathered together.
You squeeze me and I squeeze you. Soon, the dull thunder of thunder leaked out from the gaps in the clouds.
resounding through the mountains and forests.
"Oh haha."
He raised his head and glanced at the sky, stretched out his hand, feeling the drizzle in the cool breeze. Chen Yu, who had just put away the earthworm trap and planned to go to the back of the mountain to cut moso bamboo, lowered his head and glanced towards the mountain path outside the courtyard.
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As far as the eye can see, all the bluestones and grasses are bathed in the rain.
Tsk, it seems that this fish is lost in water.
The rain is really not heavy, but it is this seemingly insignificant drizzle that is most likely to cause serious harm to people.
Especially on this mountain, the road is long and difficult, and if your feet are even slightly slippery, the probability of an accident will suddenly increase by several percent.
For Chen Yu, although he was looking forward to wild fishing, he really didn't want to take a walk in the mountain stream and pools at the risk of knocking down the mountain road and leaving his body intact.
"Forget it, wait until next time."
Thinking about it, I looked at the two bamboo tubes on the pillars. God knows when these little guys will be able to make full use of them.
Probably they also hope to play their role as soon as possible.
earthworm:……
Putting down the hatchet in his hand and the backpack on his back, Chen Yu simply lay down on the chair and continued to read the scriptures.
Waiting for this rain to end.
It's evening, and the sun is setting on the back of the distant mountains. The dark skylight and the faint sunset glow complement each other, reflecting in the distance.
The rain stopped, but Chen Yu didn't go out to cut bamboo. He stretched his body and then stood in the courtyard, practicing Zhuang Kung Fu in the cool breeze after the clouds had cleared and the rain had fallen.
The mountain trail was still slippery, so he thought it would be better to wait until it dries out tomorrow before talking about anything else.
The most important thing was that he couldn't figure out whether the weather was cloudy or not. It was clear that the sky was clear and clear in the days before yesterday and even in the morning. At that time, he thought that it would also be sunny in the next few days tomorrow, but in the end, a drizzle fell. There was nothing he could do.
In the courtyard, Chen Yu boosted his energy, and after a few short drinks, he suddenly unfolded his body. He was seen stepping on the Sancai Formation, pressing two points on the left and right, sometimes leaping, sometimes lying down, like a smart galloping horse constantly prancing, with both hands
The fist turned into a palm like a knife, and the cuffs were swung in the air, making a crackling sound.
The sound is clear and crisp, but it is incomparable to the movement of the feet, and even the long breaths between the chest and chest are far behind. The swelling and contraction of the chest and abdomen are like bellows twitching, and the huffing and puffing is dull and bothers the ears. Listen carefully.
But it seems to have an inexplicable rhythm.
The Kung Fu that Chen Yu was practicing at this time was called "Yunhe Gong", also known as "White Crane Flying Mountain Technique". Like the "Changfeng Jing" placed on the chair, they are the only five Taoist books left in the temple.
one.
In my memory, the old Taoist priest once told his predecessor that this kung fu was created by the second-generation founder of Yunheguan, which means that under the sky and the sea of clouds, the white crane with its feathers holds the mountain and transcends the sea.
Movement and stillness are appropriate, the mind is purified and thoughts are clear, and when practiced to perfection, it can strengthen the body, keep fit, and prolong life.
Hearing this sounds like it is worth a lot of money, but Chen Yu knows that this skill is only second-rate. It is estimated that only those unskilled thieves or reckless men will fight for it. There are probably not many people with real wealth.
look.
"But this real skill alone is enough."
This was something that he had only heard of but never seen in his previous life. Chen Yu found it novel and did not mind the grade of the kung fu itself at all.
What's more, the Taoist temple's stored exercises are complete in content, including not only the pile exercises for tempering the qi, blood and body, but also the breathing exercises for condensing qi and strengthening the breath, including the polishing of fists and feet, fighting against enemies, the transfer of force, and the use of swords and weapons, etc.
Inside.
What's more, there are also matching vertical lifting steps.
Training, fighting, weapons, footwork...
Looking through the tube, through this book of second-rate skills, he felt that the martial arts in this world were not that simple and easy to practice. It was not like what was shown on TV, where you could do two long fists and short fists and sit quietly for ten and a half months.
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"It's really hard to practice martial arts."
There is a lot that can be practiced, but I don’t know if it is a bone problem or something else. In short, Chen Yu’s progress in "Yunhe Gong" is average.
Obviously I understand it very well, but there are some movements that I just can't do, and I need to do it several times before I can adjust it.
This is probably what others call mediocre qualifications.
Fortunately, he was quite happy practicing on his own and obviously didn't take these things to heart.
After a shot, his skin turned red. After taking a few breaths, Chen Yu wiped off the sweat on his face and neck. He didn't improve his skills very much, but the benefits were quite obvious. At least he felt that his body had become more active during this period.
Quite a bit, not like the vague feeling of weakness at the beginning.
My predecessor also practiced martial arts, but I was young and had many thoughts. When I was sleeping and dreaming, I was thinking about the prosperity at the foot of the mountain, thinking about being able to travel to the ends of the world with a sword, and doing chivalry and justice. It would be best to have one or two beautiful women by my side, so that the golden wind and jade dew can be seen.
Meeting each other brings countless victories in the world.
As a result, martial arts fell into decline.
When Chen Yu arrived, he was not even warm, and his body was almost cold. With great difficulty, he stopped the loss of energy and blood, and forced himself to hang his life on the line.
It is estimated that it was this experience that made his already not wealthy qualifications even worse. Now he can practice martial arts with half the effort and half the effort.
In contrast, Taoist practices that focus on understanding, fortune, and spirituality are more friendly to him.
It’s just that Taoist scriptures train one’s nature and cultivate one’s heart. First, one cannot fly over eaves and walls, and secondly, one cannot have qi and blood like a dragon.
Chen Yu likes reading. This is something he has had in both his lifetimes. It has almost turned from a hobby into a habit. If he doesn't read for a day, he will feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
In addition, he does not intend to give up on martial arts. It is always good to keep fit. If you don't know, there are tens of thousands of people under the mountain, how many of them can hold a complete martial arts secret book?
Contentment is the only way to be happy!
Please tell me something. If there is a typo, please raise your little finger and point it out. I will correct it immediately!