"Come with me first, and you will understand when you get there," Wu Liang said.
After the two of them left the office door, Ling Jie had no choice but to follow Wu Liang. Wu Liang always smiled and said nothing when Ling Jie asked him anything.
After walking to the center of the building hall, Wu Liang pressed a button somewhere, and a door popped up on the originally flat wall. If he hadn't looked carefully, he wouldn't have noticed that there was such a door.
"What is this?" Ling Jie asked.
"A fun place." Wu Liang said with a smile.
Ling Jie followed Wu Liang and walked into the door, but the whole door was terribly dark. Ling Jie quietly touched the wall with his hand. It was actually painted with light-absorbing and sound-absorbing paint. When the door was closed, nothing could be heard except for the two footsteps.
, seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world, which made Ling Jie's heart tremble. There was a long slope leading underground. Ling Jie even suspected that if this was not the Qianlong base, he would think it was the road leading to the underground.
I don’t know how long I walked through the passage of hell, but the downward sloping road gradually became smoother.
At this time, Wu Liang, who was walking in front, stopped and turned his head to look at Ling Jie with a serious look on his face, without the playful attitude in front of him.
"When you fought me that day, did you know why there was still a hidden energy in my hand?" Wu Liang asked.
"Well, didn't you talk about Qigong that day? Is today's training just about teaching me how to practice Qigong?" Ling Jie asked.
"Yes, today I'm going to teach you how to let Qi flow through your body." Wu Liang said.
"Is it that simple?" Ling Jie asked.
"Haha, just stop suffocating yourself and come in." Wu Liang said and opened the last door.
When Ling Jie stepped in and took his first breath, he felt that the whole room was very stuffy, making him unable to breathe.
"The oxygen content in the air outside is 21%, but this room only has 10%. A normal person's brain will soon die if it lacks oxygen in a few minutes. If you take a breath outside, it will take dozens of breaths here to meet the oxygen needs of the body.
Measure, and what you want to learn today is to teach you how to breathe through your skin." Wu Liang said.
"You...you...are you kidding me?" Ling Jie gasped quickly, his head already starting to feel dizzy.
"Sit down and cross your legs." Wu Liang said.
During the conversation, Ling Jie felt that he could hardly stand. He immediately sat down and looked at Wu Liang in front of him, and found that he was not blushing or breathing.
"Close your eyes, take a deep breath, use your abdomen to exhale and inhale, not your chest. Slowly try to use your abdomen to control the inhaled air, and then slowly guide it to travel throughout the body. Don't try to think about yourself.
It feels uncomfortable, I can’t breathe, so I slowly relax,” Wu Liang said.
Ling Jie closed his eyes and tried to breathe according to Wu Liang's method. Slowly, he felt more and more uncomfortable, as if he was about to fall asleep, but his breathing became more and more natural, and his body became less uncomfortable.
The whole feeling is very wonderful, just like the feeling of a monk in meditation, unable to hear anything around him, as if he is the only one in the whole world.
"Yes, that's it. Relax everything, let the skin try to breathe, and let the breath flow through the whole body. It's just the most basic thing now. You will need to practice it slowly in the future." Wu Liang finished speaking slowly and quietly left.
In the following days, Ling Jie sat quietly in the room alone, without sunlight or sound. Ling Jie did not even remember the days.
Ling Jie, who was in the entire "meditation" state, did not need to drink water or eat. Even the breathing from the tip of his nose was weak, and his heartbeat only jumped a few times occasionally.
At first, Ling Jie was still doubting how it was possible to practice Qigong while sitting in such a low-oxygen room, but now Ling Jie understood.
Now Ling Jie's pores all over his body open and inhale, just like human lungs, except that the tiny things cannot be seen with the naked eye. Every time he takes a breath, Ling Jie will feel a puff of air in his body. Ling Jie tries to
Slowly I started to guide the air, but every time I moved the air to my hand, I couldn't let it condense.
Ling Jie, who has not drank or eaten for several days and nights, is now practicing over and over again how to control and use the Qi, but he still can't figure it out. The Qi is like a handful of sand, and he can gently hold it up with his hands.
When you get up, you can squeeze it with your fist and let it all flow away.
After sitting like this for ten days, Ling Jie still crossed his legs, looking like a senior monk sitting down.
"Old man Zhang, that kid has a good understanding. Fortunately, I have prepared a doctor outside the door to prepare for rescue." The old man, the lieutenant general, said to Zhang Chaoshan.
"It's not bad, far worse than his father." Zhang Chaoshan said with a smile.
"..." When he said this, the old lieutenant general's face became obviously dark.
"Okay, go and call him out. Sit down like this, let alone practice Kung Fu, and don't pass away while sitting down." Zhang Chaoshan said.
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"What? Just one night?" Ling Jie looked at Wu Liang and asked.
"Brother, you have been sitting here for ten days without drinking water," Wu Liang said.
"What? You mean I've been sitting here for ten days?" Ling Jie said with an unbelievable look.
"Have you ever tried to guide and control the air in your body?" Wu Liang asked.
"Yeah, but when I put the air in my hand, I couldn't gather it together, and it fell apart as soon as I relaxed." Ling Jie asked.
"Okay, you will understand naturally when you go out. Don't take this time for granted. As for the principle, science cannot explain it at present. These are things that our older generation used thousands of years ago.
If it had not been for the Cultural Revolution and the early Republic of Qing Dynasty in which martial arts was abolished and culture was promoted, Chinese martial arts would not have been lost. In the end, martial arts became more and more deified, and finally became something imagined in people's minds."
After passing through the dark corridor and returning to the ground, the little light still made Ling Jie feel very dazzling. However, after a few minutes of adaptation, he slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, Ling Jie took a greedy breath. After living in this world for so long, he discovered that oxygen is so easy to breathe. At this time, Ling Jie suddenly realized that after taking a breath, he didn't even feel uncomfortable without taking another breath.
It took a few minutes for Ling Jie to take another breath.
Ling Jie turned his head and looked at Wu Liang with a puzzled look on his face, thinking: "Is this the result of ten days of training?"
"Okay, now you try to guide the air in your abdomen into your hands, and try to punch me." Wu Liang said with a smile and made a defensive posture with his hands.
Ling Jie didn't hesitate. He was full of excitement at this moment. He took a deep breath and slowly guided the air from his abdomen to gather quickly into his fist. The feeling at this moment was like a warm current slowly flowing into his fist. The whole fist felt more and more powerful.
, took a big drink, and punched Wu Liang.
A seemingly ordinary fist hit Wu Liang's hand, neither light nor heavy. Wu Liang just frowned slightly, and then offset the inner strength. Ling Jie was not too surprised. After all, Wu Liang studied this skill.
Kung Fu was much earlier than me. Since he knew how to use this energy as an attack, he must also know how to use it for defense.
"Haha, congratulations on having another martial arts hero." Wu Liang said with a smile.
"This is so incredible." Ling Jie said, looking at his fist.
Ling Jie then followed Wu Liang to see Zhang Chaoshan. Ling Jie had been freed for more than ten days. He was really worried about Jiang Ruoli in Nanhua. But what surprised Ling Jie the most was that Zhang Chaoshan ordered Ling Jie to return to Nanhua first.
, the mission will be told to Ling Jie after he returns to Nanhua, but this old man seems mysterious, and even his identity is a mystery so far. Why does a lieutenant general live in a community and work as a guard old man?
Ling Jie still doesn't understand that he who has average grades in the special forces will be selected into the most powerful and mysterious force in China, but Ling Jie believes that there is an arrangement somewhere, and he can only take one step at a time.
Ling Jie followed Wu Liang to the airport. At this moment, a military transport plane had been parked. The only good thing was that Ling Jie no longer had to squat in the cabin this time, but sat directly in the passenger seat of the cockpit.
The roar of the plane's huge engine slowly rose into the sky. At this moment, a woman with tears on her face stood beside the bushes around the runway.
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Practicing qigong shouldn't become fantasy, right? Well, the story has returned to the main line of yy, including underworld, entrepreneurship, and romantic encounters.