Chapter 12: There is no one in ten thousand, practicing martial arts prodigies
The house was in a mess, and Ji Yuan didn't bother to clean it.
He leaned against the wall, sat on the cold wooden bed, and spread out the parchment scroll the size of a cattail fan.
The front is densely packed with small characters, and the back is a map of the flow of breath.
""The Golden Bell" seems to be a horizontal Kung Fu training, but it is actually an internal breathing method from the inside out.
It transports Qi and blood to nourish the five internal organs and exercises the six internal organs. Just looking at the content, it does have some meaning to Buddhist Zen martial arts.
No wonder Xu Xian felt so distressed, it was like cutting his flesh.
If it really spreads from Xuankong Temple, it would be worth a lot of money!"
Ji Yuan first briefly read the text on the front, then closed his eyes and began to recite it silently, trying to imprint it in his heart.
As for the qi route map on the back, he simply took off his moon-white shirt and left his upper body bare.
Compare the human figure above to identify the acupuncture points and meridians one by one.
Two hours passed by in a flash.
It wasn't until he felt a sense of hunger in his stomach that Ji Yuan got out of that immersive state.
"I have probably remembered it to about seven or eight points. Since the completion of the external training of Dzogchen, I have become a dragon and a tiger, and I have steel and iron bones. I feel that even my five senses and memory are much stronger than before."
According to martial arts, a strong body leads to a calm mind.
A strong body and strong Qi and blood can nourish the spirit.
If you are physically weak and sick, your mind will often become dizzy and your spiritual awareness will be obscured.
Like a mirror covered with dust, it loses its luster.
"With the internal breathing method, I am more certain of entering the martial arts hall."
Ji Yuan put away the parchment scroll, his eyes flashing.
Today he broke one of General Xu Qi's legs and injured several Tiqi, which is the following serious crime.
Why are you so confident?
Aren’t you afraid that hundreds of households named Lin will use the topic to their advantage?
First, Ji Yuan was sure that Lin Lu did not dare to make a big fuss, and he did not hide the matter of selling his rank and rank. Once it was exposed, Beizhen Fusi Yamen would immediately become a laughing stock;
Second, as long as he enters the martial arts hall, he will have the name of a martial arts examinee as a talisman. Just like a scholar can be recognized by his official position, it is difficult for a person named Lin to use his official position to suppress himself.
"Fortunately, my second uncle has the status of the Nanzhen Fusi General Banner. After a failed attempt to kill him, he was enough to make the man surnamed Lin throw a tantrum."
Ji Yuan sighed.
The original person was obsessed with everything and failed to make good use of the relationship with Chengzong in Shangji.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be conspired to be killed.
"In this dangerous world, if you don't have any power or force, you can only let yourself be squeezed by others."
Ji Yuan had no fear in his heart and sat at home with peace of mind, continuing to figure out the inner breathing method.
The level of "The Golden Bell" is not high.
It is roughly similar to the "Iron Shirt" passed down from my family.
They are all inferior.
There were high and low levels of martial arts in the Jing Dynasty, and the Wushu Hall once specially set several levels.
If you don't follow the trend, it's the so-called "crop style", and you'll be beaten blindly.
Then the lower, middle, and upper levels are the basic skills for training strength, training strength, and strengthening externally and internally.
Then there are magical skills, unique skills, and treasure books. It is said that they have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the power of ghosts and gods to ward off changes.
"The content of "The Golden Bell" circulated from Xuankong Temple is not profound, but it is more upright and peaceful. It is easy to get started and it is difficult to make mistakes."
Ji Yuan touched his chest, the most precious part of the internal breathing method.
In fact, it is the yellowed sheepskin scroll, which contains a faint masculine spirit.
"Could it be that it is really the handwriting of the leader of the Xuankong Temple? The Dao Yun can be left behind by writing casually. This is somewhat similar to the ghost immortal sinking the sea stone, but how can the "Bone Bodhisattva's Night Banquet of Bliss" be recognized as a forgery? The famous appearance
Can the Second Young Master also make mistakes?"
Glancing at the scroll of ancient paintings under his pillow, Ji Yuan felt doubtful in his mind.
However, he quickly put it behind him and left the questions he couldn't understand for later.
"Preserve the pure and eliminate the turbid, move from movement to stillness, collect enough vitality, nourish and refine the inner breath..."
Ji Yuan followed the qi diagram, assumed a posture with five hearts in the sky, and silently recited the mantra.
The main function of these obscure words is to calm the distracting thoughts in the mind, so as to enter the rhythm of "breathing" faster and better.
To put it simply, it is to create a sense of ceremony.
Gradually, Ji Yuan's mind sank, as if falling into the void.
The room was quiet except for the long rhythmic breathing.
call!
suck!
Back and forth.
Like a giant snake entrenched on a boulder, swallowing the essence of the sun and moon.
Ji Yuan felt his muscles being stretched, and his own energy and blood fluctuated accordingly.
Like boiling water, it flows all over the body.
The hot air was moving, burning, and stinging unbearably.
Half an hour later, Ji Yuan realized that he had reached his limit and was unable to continue.
Let out a breath of stale breath to end this exercise.
"It turns out that this is internal refining... inducing qi and blood through breathing, stretching the muscles, lifting the joints, buzzing and vibrating throughout the internal organs.
If you don’t practice Kung Fu outside, and the skin of your muscles and bones is not strong enough, and you practice hastily, you will injure yourself.”
Ji Yuan opened his eyes, as if he had some realization.
As soon as the exhalation and breathing that carried Qi and blood stopped, the heat surged up in the body, and the painful feeling of hotness all over the body disappeared instantly.
"It is said in "The Golden Bell" that ordinary people can only feel Qi after dozens or hundreds of internal exercises, but I... seem to have succeeded in just one try?"
Ji Yuan lowered his head and thought, hesitatingly coming to a conclusion.
"Am I a unique martial arts prodigy? External training is supplemented by food and drink, and internal training is determined by talent. That's why my external training is mediocre, but my internal training improves by leaps and bounds?"
As the mind rises and falls, the image of the Emperor's Heavenly Dao in the sea of consciousness ripples with brilliance, reflecting one's own destiny, manifesting into gleaming ancient clumsy words——
【Destiny Master】:【Ji Yuan】
【Chart】:【Unfinished (missing main luck)】
[Fate]: [Unsuccessful (lack of lucky gods and evil gods)]
[Fate number]: [One green, three white and one gray, the capital of Dingxia]
"With all his talent, there's no way he's even remotely a genius."
When Ji Yuan woke up, he guessed that it was the significant change brought about by advancing from [Martial Bones Pingping] to [Reinforced Iron Bones].
"Body and consciousness are the two types of destiny that are relatively easy to shake at present. The accumulation of luck, potential, and Tao aggregates is not deep enough for the time being.
Speaking of which, I have two choices now.
Either absorb those 300 points of white Tao Yun, further improve the root bone qualifications, and upgrade the [Reinforced Iron Bone] to a cyan destiny;
Or upgrade your martial arts and transform this mediocre internal breathing method into the "Tiger Roaring Golden Bell" to make its effect more significant."
Ji Yuan thought carefully and finally did not take away the power of Tao Yun on the parchment.
The reason is that there is no need to rush into making a decision.
The white destiny [iron bones] has pushed his body to the perfection of external refinement.
For now, that's enough.
If you advance further, the short-term returns may not be that high.
The Emperor's Dao Map is about changing one's destiny, rather than directly helping people break through the realm.
"That [violent death] is still hard to shake, which is a pity.
The power of Tao Yun is quite rare, let’s see if it can be used in the future, so don’t rush it for now.”
After Ji Yuan thought about it carefully, he put on his Yunying robe and carried a waist knife and prepared to go out.
Today is already the fourth day.
He defeated General Xu Qi and a group of Tiqi, saved his own life, and avoided a terrible disaster.
Lin Lu would definitely not give up and use other methods.
"Twelve squares in the outer city of Tianjing, twelve martial arts lecture halls, twelve places for martial arts examination candidates...the competition is really not small."
Ji Yuan locked the door, turned around and just walked out of Nanmen Alley when he noticed a few sneaky and obscure sights.
He didn't take it to heart. There were already many people in the outer city.
Just now, there was quite a commotion.
Ti Qi's hasty escape and Xu Zongqi's leg was trampled off, which are enough to arouse other people's imagination.
"Xu Xianren is not here. He was probably taken to the hospital for treatment. At this time, the person named Lin should also know the news...
After stepping on the general banner, we come back to another hundred households. Life is really colorful and full of challenges!"
Ji Yuan had a smile on his face, without any trace of worry.
How many troubles and difficulties will you encounter in your life?
You can't escape by compromising or retreating.
"The west wind is strong... The majestic pass and the long road are really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning... The green mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood!"
Humming a strange tune in a ridiculous tune, Ji Yuan strode straight to the martial arts hall in Tai'anfang.