Chapter 4 Entering the world of comprehension by mistake
Chang'an in September is filled with yellow flowers, a thin moon and clear frost, and the city is covered with golden armor, reflecting the millennium of time.
As autumn enters Chang'an, the days begin to get shorter and the nights begin to get longer.
Especially when the darkness fell, a spectacular Chang'an sunset slowly unfolded in front of Li Xiaoman's eyes. Looking up, he saw countless dazzling stars hanging in the night sky, like shawls covered with gems, and meteors falling from time to time.
Sometimes bright stars rise, as if endless life is in motion. These magnificent landscapes, which can only be captured using time-lapse photography on videos that are only available in today's society, now appear in front of Li Xiaoman's eyes, and his soul feels...
Extremely shocking.
The spectacular Chang'an starry sky map calmed Li Xiaoman's excitement, and he remembered his previous contract to serve the stars.
The star realm in cultivation actually takes its name from the starry sky above our heads. There are countless stars. Legend has it that each star represents a star name. When a famous person is born or dies, the stars in the night sky will rise.
Or perish.
Yes.
These star names come from famous existences in the three thousand worlds. Only girls with the "power of pregnancy" can inherit the star names and continue the "name" forever.
"Now that you have reached blood Qi turnover, now try to circulate your own blood Qi." Xu Jia said.
Li Xiaoman is also good at blood energy circulation skills. He has already mastered them before. After practicing for a while, the effect is very slow. Blood energy circulation is the foundation of a warrior. This kind of basic skills cannot be rushed. Li Xiaoman stands on a Hunyuan pile again.
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In the past, Li Xiaoman was very interested in history and did considerable research. He also combined Wing Chun and developed a boxing technique. In the boxing skills of the Tang Dynasty, standing stance was a basic knowledge. The stance technique used to be called was the master's boxing technique.
Fundamentally, it's like building a skyscraper. The taller the building, the deeper and more stable the foundation must be. This is true for the piles.
It can be said that the quality of the pile technique determines the height of one's martial arts in life.
When Li Xiaoman was in modern society, he went to Yiquan Hall, had a coach, and practiced the "Three Body Posture" stance, as well as the Bagua Zhuang. The Hunyuan Zhan is said to be the Zhuang method created by Emperor Shun, which is like
His feet are rooted into the earth, his whole body is as empty as a valley, and he is one with the heaven and earth. At first glance, it seems that he was born from the earth and nourished himself with the spiritual energy of heaven. This is called Hunyuan Wuji.
It can be called the most mysterious pile technique in the world.
Li Xiaoman's feet are shoulder-level apart, and the joints all over his body are straight or crooked. A hollow is formed in his body, and his appearance should show a pure and empty state. Then he gently raises his hand without raising his head.
Cross the brow, but not lower than the navel. The buttocks are half round and the armpits are half empty. The left hand does not go to the right of the nose, and the right hand does not go to the left of the nose. When you hug the body, it does not stick to the body. Pushing the legs outward does not exceed a foot.
Although they may seem unremarkable, these pile techniques actually lead to the same goal as those of local warriors.
Xu Jia was not very satisfied with what he saw, so he stepped forward and said, "Bao Puzi said: The theory of long-term injury to the bones is that your Hunyuan pile method has too many flaws, and there is another special feature that requires proper mental activity. However,
, the thoughts should be relaxed and free, don't be too nervous, the intention should be deep and powerful, and the strength should be steady and accurate to the virtual spirit, which is what the ancients often said: nothing organic is immovable, nothing is forbidden, the virtual spirit is silent, and responds to all things. This principle
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Li Xiaoman was confused when he heard what he said, but he still understood what his sister-in-law said about his Hunyuan Zhuang method: "It is better to move small than to move big, and to not move even small." Only by not moving can he feel the movement of each part of the body.
Without movement, the Qi and blood will be stable and the breath can be maintained.
Gradually, Li Xiaoman's pile technique became more and more natural as he practiced, his breathing and exhalation skills gradually became more symmetrical, and blood energy gradually gathered in his Dantian. His pulse gates were long and gentle, as if they were there or not. The energy moved the whole body and softened the body bones.
It seems to be continuous, but it seems to be there, but it seems to be non-existent. When the power is broken, the intention is continuous. If the intention is broken, the spirit is still there.
Li Xiaoman slowly practiced that his blood energy turnover was getting faster and quieter.
In just a few hours, Li Xiaoman's blood energy seemed to have begun to circulate freely, and he had reached the point where his blood energy had reached perfection.
"Auntie still has some time. Within ten days, you must practice kung fu to your muscles and reach the third level of blood. I will come to you then." By the time she finished her last sentence, Xu Jia had disappeared, leaving only the eyes in front of her.
The vast Yangtze River.
Li Xiaoman returned to the villa, practiced Kung Fu for a day, and had not eaten in the morning, so he was already hungry. He was about to ask Xiao Feiyan to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner for him, when he saw a middle-aged man sitting in the hall.
A young man was drinking tea. When he saw Li Xiaoman coming back, he immediately stood up and came over to greet him.
"Nephew Xiaoman, where have you been? Why are you back now?" The middle-aged man's name is Xu Huan, who is Li Xiaoman's distant elder, and the young man's name is Xu Jian, Xu Huan's son. Before Li Xiaoman came,
Li Ji entrusted them with the management of the Xu family's property in Qingcheng Town. Although Li Xiaoman was "exiled" by Li Ji, he was still an adopted son, and his status was naturally much higher than that of his distant relatives.
After landing in Qingcheng Town, it put a lot of pressure on Xu Jian and his distant relatives. However, the two of them seemed to have practiced martial arts, especially Xu Jian. It was obvious at a glance that they also had a strong blood circulation.
Because of his strength, he still looked down upon Li Xiaoman who was unable to practice martial arts from the bottom of his heart.
Li Xiaoman also knew this, so he seldom visited them. Today, he saw them coming by themselves. It seemed that they were visiting the Three Treasures Hall for no reason.
"I heard from the housekeeper that you went out early in the morning, what's the matter?" Xu Huan asked politely, with a smile on his face, "If there is anything, just let the servants do it. Why bother?"
I need you, young master, to do it yourself."
"Thank you uncle for your concern. I am already eighteen years old this year and I am no longer a child. I don't need to report to others when I do something, right?" Li Xiaoman replied.
"We can't control what you want to do, but don't forget who you are. If someone does something bad to you or something goes wrong, we really can't explain it in front of your adoptive father." Xu Jian said quietly.
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"I will tell my adoptive father myself, so I won't bother you two."
"It seems I'm overthinking, young master." Xu Jian realized that he was a little guilty, so he had to smile to ease the tense atmosphere.
However, Li Xiaoman did not find sincerity in his smile. Instead, it was a bit more cunning. He was no longer interested in playing tricks on these two elders, "Uncle, what's the matter?"
"The imperial martial arts competition is about to begin. This time I want to talk to you, my nephew, about this matter."
The Shenwu Examination was established in the early years of the Tang Dynasty because the world had just been peacefully settled and the bandits had not yet been completely wiped out. It was an event held every four years to strengthen military personnel. It was similar to the imperial examination system. It also had provincial examinations, general examinations, and palace examinations. It was different from the college entrance examination.
Simple. This Shenwu Examination mainly selects the most promising martial arts talents from the court. Those who are qualified will be vigorously trained by the court to prepare reserve officer resources for the army. But the most attractive thing is that the top scorer, second place, and top pick in the Shenwu Examination will enter.
Practice in a strong sect, break through the boundaries of a warrior, and become a master.
"Say it."
"I applied to use two million gold to buy some elixirs and exercises. Now my son Xu Jian has reached the ninth level of the warrior's blood energy. He is only one step away from entering the cultivator's primary level of energy condensation. Therefore, I want to use this divine martial arts.
This is a breakthrough. Several clan elders have already seen it and all agreed. I'm just waiting for your nod, my dear nephew."
Li Xiaoman felt funny in his heart when he saw that the warrior who had reached the ninth level of blood energy was respectful to him.
Two million taels of gold is not a lot, and Xu Huan's request is not excessive. Before the Shenwuju, many families will do their best to increase their strength. Li Xiaoman was about to say that it was okay, but suddenly thought that he had now reached the level of blood energy, which was just right.
You can also use some medicinal materials to improve your skills. Once the blood energy reaches the early stage, medicine can help you practice faster. "Uncle, there is no problem with funds, but I also want to buy some medicinal materials. Can you help me get it."
You loser is spending precious medicinal materials. Isn’t it a waste? Xu Huan cursed in his heart, but on the outside he smiled and said: "Can my nephew really practice cultivation?"
"Just giving it a try." Li Xiaoman said with a smile.
"No problem, but after the Shenwu Tournament was announced, the price of precious medicinal materials in major medicine stores has increased hundreds of times. A ninth-grade elixir costs tens of thousands. I guess there won't be much left in the balance this time.
Li Xiaoman knew that he was just trying to shirk it, so he said: "I know, for this matter, I will make a special list and allocate funds specifically. As long as all the money is bought, I won't have to worry about anything else."
"Since my nephew has said so, I, as an uncle, have nothing to say." Xu Huan replied.
"Uncle and eldest brother, why don't you stay for dinner?" Li Xiaoman asked.
"Oh, no, we have to rush back, otherwise it will be unsafe to walk at night, and we can't delay this matter." Xu Huan quickly declined.
Xu Jian turned around and scolded Wang Wu, the guard next to Li Xiaoman: "Protect the young master well. If the young master is injured, I will blame you."
"I know, little one." Wang Wu replied quickly.
They just left.
Li Xiaoman looked at them and smiled, rubbed his empty stomach, and patted Wang Wu on the shoulder, meaning not to pay too much attention.
Li Xiaoman wailed, "Feiyan, hurry up and find something delicious for me, I'm starving to death."
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Xu Huan and his son got on the carriage and drove towards Qingcheng Town.
"Li Xiaoman is a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing. If he hadn't relied on his adoptive father's back, I would have sent him to the coal mine to be a slave." Xu Jian's face was gloomy, changing from his previous kind face. I think he also had a strong temper.
He has become a martial artist. Who would give him face in Qingcheng Town? Who would not treat him with respect? Unexpectedly, he would look at a loser who cannot practice martial arts.
But his father Xu Huan next to him closed his eyes to rest and said nothing.
"Let that waste have a good time first, and then he will be the one to suffer. You will get ahead, but he will be like that at most. One day, you will get everything you want.
"Xu Huan suddenly replied slowly.
"Father, I just can't swallow this breath. In the past, we spent tens of millions of taels of gold and no one dared to say a word, but now we need to ask this kind of waste for instructions."
"If you can't bear this humiliation, why would you do anything important?" Xu Huan lectured.
Xu Jian snorted.
Xu Huan is now thinking about another thing: "I don't know why Li Xiaoman bought so many precious medicinal materials."
Looking at the list in my hand, I can see that the medicines are very expensive, with a total price of about one million taels, but they are very suitable for warriors before the fifth level of health.
"Has he already opened up his meridians?" Xu Huan said to himself.
"Probably not. I once sent someone to monitor him, but I didn't think that this loser had hired any famous teacher to guide him. This morning he went to do morning exercises again and was ridiculed by those grassroots warriors. I didn't see him daring to get angry. Huh,
What a waste." Xu Jian replied disdainfully.
"I hope so." If Li Xiaoman is really a cripple, they will still have nothing to fear. If Li Xiaoman can really practice, it will be bad. Sooner or later, Qingcheng Town will have to listen to Li Xiaoman, and then their father and son's life will be even worse.
Not having a good time.
"I will ask Wang Wu to monitor him carefully. If he can really practice..." Xu Jian replied.
"Don't mess around. After all, he is the adopted son of the British prince." Xu Huan said with a straight face.
"I know that even if that loser can really cultivate, he can't catch up with me even if he flatters the horse. Don't worry about it." After Xu Jian finished speaking, he picked up his riding whip and gave the horse a hard whip. (To be continued)