With a "chick", Ji Cha tore a slit in his pants on his right thigh. Through the dim light shining through the hollow above the rockery, he saw a large red swell on his thin white leg.
When Hong Chen saw it, he hurriedly said: "Why is your leg swollen? Let me rub it for you." He gestured to reach out.
Ji Cha immediately shouted in a low voice: "Go away, you don't need to worry about it."
Hong Chen retracted his hand and said: "You are so strange. You are obviously feeling unwell, but you don't let anyone help you."
Ji Cha ignored Hong Chen, first put the stolen knife on his waist, and then put his right hand on the red and swollen thigh, stimulating the internal energy, and kept drawing circles around the injured area with his fingers. He knew in his heart that he was doing it too frequently.
The use of Qinggong caused the tendons that had just healed from the acupuncture injury to burst again. At this time, it was useless to apply medicine, and a large amount of internal force had to be used to force the tendons to heal.
However, it was not the peripheral tendons that were injured, but the main veins in the thigh, and the previous continuous use of Qing Gong had consumed a lot of internal energy. In less than half a moment, Ji Cha felt that his true energy was not enough, and he directly grasped Hong Chen's wrist with his left hand.
Hong Chen suddenly felt like there was an extra river in the endlessly flowing meridians. Knowing that Ji Cha was using Beiming Dafa, he sat quietly and said nothing. But after a while, he saw a thin layer of sweat on Ji Cha's forehead and his face turned pale.
She was young and red at times, her lips seemed to be trembling, and the clothes on her shoulders and legs were soaked and her trousers were sticking tightly to her body. Something didn't seem right, so she asked, "Are you okay?"
Ji Cha didn't answer Hong Chen. He suddenly lowered his head and opened his mouth. He spit out a pool of blood on his skirt and trousers with a "Wow" sound, and then his whole body went limp and he fell back.
Hong Chen quickly supported Ji Cha, but for a moment he didn't know what the situation was and what to do.
Ji Cha felt as if his meridians were burning, and he shouted in his heart that something was wrong.
I originally thought that just like the special metal used in refining the magic weapon last time, Hong Chen could be healed smoothly by absorbing Hong Chen’s internal energy using Beiming Dafa. However, I didn’t expect that using Lihuo Divine Technique would only ignite the fire of true energy, which would then be continuously supplied.
Internal strength is enough, but the healing technique of internal strength is completely different from it and requires careful control of internal strength.
The internal energy absorbed by Beiming Dafa from outsiders cannot be used easily. It is like some kind of strange weapon nunchaku. If you are not skilled in it, you can easily hurt yourself. What's more, the internal energy absorbed by the target is much richer and more pure than one's own. Yu Ji Cha
From a practical point of view, it is no different from a child riding a horse and playing with a machete. If the healing fails, there will be backlash. At this moment, the true energy in the body is chaotic and extremely uncomfortable.
"Hong Chen." Ji Cha had difficulty speaking, almost vomiting word by word, "Help me regulate my Qi."
Hong Chen was startled: "How to adjust it?"
"I'll teach you a few formulas to guide your internal energy. Then you can put your hands on my back and use the formulas to move your energy."
Ji Cha didn't expect Hong Chen to learn any holy healing skills in a short time, as long as he used his own internal skills to transfer his internal energy. While slowly reciting the magic formula, he turned his back to Hong Chen with his hands on the ground.
Hong Chen memorized the formula carefully and recited it silently in his heart several times. He still didn't understand its meaning, but some scenes appeared in his mind unconsciously. Countless bright stars in the night sky connected together and turned into a silver line running through the sky.
The long blue river. The stars move, rotate, light up or go out.
Hong Chen remembered that when he was in Taoyuan, he would go to the river to lie on the beach and watch the stars when he was bored on summer nights. Sometimes he would encounter a fish seller who had a bad relationship with his master and was obsessed with catching fish, so he would sneak away quietly, otherwise he would inevitably be caught.
Bang your head. Sometimes you are very kind to people you meet.
The shopkeeper taught me how to recognize the stars in the sky. He pointed at one here and said it was the Weaver Girl, pointed at another one there and said it was a morning glory, said that one here was a Pegasus and another one there was a big bear. He said
Out of curiosity, I recognized many stars.
After recognizing dozens of constellations and hundreds of stars, the shopkeeper taught himself how to recite poems. Those poems were so clumsy that they were far less easy to read than the poems in the books in the master's room. But he couldn't bear to be indifferent to the shopkeeper, so he had to memorize them by rote.
Memorize it.
Later, somehow, the more poems I learned from the shopkeeper, the stronger I became when cutting bamboo. The bamboo in Taoyuan was very difficult to cut. It took me half a month to cut the first bamboo. Later, it took two or three days to become proficient in one bamboo.
, but after learning the shopkeeper’s poem, it became easier to swing the knife, and the knife penetrated the bamboo deeper every time. Slowly, I could chop many bamboos a day. When the master saw that he was chopping bamboo faster, he didn’t ask the reason, and only told him to do it in the future.
Send more bundles of bamboo slices to the shopkeeper.
Looking back now, Hong Chen vaguely felt that the poem taught by the shopkeeper might be the inner strength method. Because he realized that there was a river in the body, which was also the beginning. At first it was just a spring, then it was a stream, and then it was a river.
Rivers and oceans run wild.
Taking a deep breath, Hong Chen slowly put his hands on Ji Cha's back, meditating on those few spells, and suddenly the river in his body began to flow again. Ji Cha closed his eyes, straightened his back, and let out two words from his throat.
With a muffled groan, I could only feel the continuous strong true energy entering the meridians from the back. The strange true energy that had been rushing forward now merged into the river like water droplets, and was carried by the strong true energy through the limbs and bones, flowing through the meridians of the whole body.
Ji Cha then activated his internal energy, guiding the true energy to flow through the Dantian and circulate repeatedly in the meridians. After three weeks, the discomfort had disappeared, and he still felt cool and refreshing all over his body, as if he had taken a dip in a clear pool of water.
It was like a refreshing bath. Ji Cha opened his eyes and took a long breath: "Okay."
Hong Chen put down his hands. Ji Cha continued to exercise his energy to recuperate his inner energy. He found that the veins in his right thigh had also healed to some extent due to the circulation of Qi just now. He secretly thought that Hong Chen's inner energy was really powerful, and he didn't know how he had developed it.
At this time, the noise outside gradually subsided, and the abandoned garden became increasingly quiet. Suddenly, Ji Cha heard a very subtle rustling sound, and turned to look at Hong Chen: "Did you hear anything?" Hong Chen nodded: "I heard it.
, It seems like a woman is crying." Ji Cha felt strange: "But the sound seems to be coming from underground." Hong Chen said: "It sounds like it to me too, but how can there be a woman underground? I guess it is
The female mouse that lives underground is giving birth."
Ji Cha felt something was wrong: Hong Chen's internal strength was profound and his five senses were far beyond ordinary people's. He heard underground sounds, indicating that there must be something underground. But the ground and underground of the rockery are actually one, and there are stones instead of earth below. How could there be a mother?
Mouse? I was horrified at the moment: "Is there someone hiding under the rockery?"
Thinking of the many machine drawings he had seen, Ji Cha felt more and more that this guess might be true, so he stood up and looked around in the cave. He stretched out his hand and kept groping on the cave wall. When he touched a stone, he suddenly felt something strange. This stone
It doesn't look unusual, and the touch is almost the same as other stones, just a little dry.
It had just rained not long ago, and the rockery was hollowed out. The floor of the cave was wet, and the walls of the cave were also damp. However, only this stone was dry, indicating that this stone seemed to be integrated with the rockery, but in fact it was not the same as other stones. Ji Cha
Secretly using his inner strength, he pressed the stone, and suddenly there was a rumble, and the stone ground where he and Hong Chen were suddenly sank to one side, revealing a dark hole.
The stone floor was slippery, and Ji Cha and Hong Chen slid into the hole. With a "rumbling" sound, the stone floor rose and closed again, and the two of them were immediately plunged into darkness where they could not see their fingers. Ji Cha could clearly hear the woman
The cry - and the sound of wind approaching quickly!
Bang!
Gold and iron collided, and Ji Cha saw the shadow of another person through the short spark of light caused by the collision between the kitchen knife in Hong Chen's hand and another weapon, and couldn't help shouting: "Damn it! Zhong Huozi!" The shadow had a hunched back.
, the sword in his hand is still in the shape of a winding snake, who is it if it’s not a bell hunchback?
No one could see anyone clearly in the darkness. Ji Cha hid aside and heard the clanging sound of swords. He also heard Zhong Tuozi say: "Why is it you again? If you have something to say, please say it, don't do anything." Ji Cha was afraid.
Hong Chen really gave up and shouted: "Don't believe it."
Damn, forget he attacked you!" Hong Chen said: "Okay." Zhong Tuozi added: "The one next to you is the hero that day? Why did the voice sound like a woman? Didn't I give the Wang family girl to your brother?
What? Why are you still clinging to the hunchback?"
Ji Cha thought to himself, why are we pestering you? It is obvious that wherever we go to steal knives, you will follow us to steal women, implicating me and bringing bad luck to me. He shouted: "Hunchback, we are the Imperial Guards of Guiyi
Mr. Ying of the sword hall, you are so audacious that you even stole Master Huang’s wife! Throw away the sword and accept the surrender, and I can still let you live."
Zhong Tuozi seemed to be stronger in swordsmanship in the dark. After fighting for more than twenty moves, he could still remain undefeated. He sneered again: "Hunchback is not a fool. How can I survive if I fall into your hands? Hunchback will fight with you."