Wang Fu and Tao Guan were sitting separately, separated by a screen.
The difference is that……
The master of the Taoist temple was sitting on the cloud bed, looking down at him.
Wang Fu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a futon under his body and his hands placed in front of his abdomen.
Today is a regular assessment to assess the progress of "Turtle Breathing Kung Fu".
"yawn!"
The scene was very solemn, but Wang Fu couldn't help it and yawned.
The consequences of lack of sleep were finally exposed.
The owner of the Taoist temple didn't care and said gently, "Xiao Fuer, if you get up at night to take a nap, don't go outside. There is a chamber pot under the bed."
"It's a labor of love for the Lord to worry about."
Wang Fu knew that the other party seemed to be concerned, but in fact he was warning him.
The master of the Taoist temple did not leave the courtyard last night, but he knew every move he made last night and clearly told him that no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape his control.
"If you are serious about oiling the door shafts, the sesame oil consumed will go to the kitchen account, and don't save what you spend on it."
Even this detail is known!
Wang Fu finally understood that his first attempt last night failed completely.
Fortunately, he gave up at the last moment and used peeing as an excuse to get away.
After hammering, the progress will be formally inspected.
"Xiao Fu'er, you run the technique once in front of me."
Beside the screen, there is a bronze incense burner half a man's height, cast in the posture of a boy offering peaches.
The boss boy had a nice smile, but when Wang Fu saw it, there was something indescribably weird about him.
The peach on the copper plate has a hollow interior, which is used to fill with spices and light it.
To practice "Turtle Breathing Kung Fu", external force is indispensable, and this external force is incense.
The incense specially made by the master of the Taoist temple can help people enter the state quickly and practice the exercises with half the effort.
Not long after, a sweet aroma came from the fairy peach in the boy's hand.
"Xiao Fu'er, listen carefully, I will explain the method of movement."
The incense was lit and the Taoist temple owner urged, but Wang Fu could only bite the bullet and hurry up.
"Turtle Breathing Technique" is the first important breathing method. The Taoist master guides it in the ear, and incense is used to assist the breathing rhythm.
Coupled with the memory of Xiao Fu'er's body, Wang Fu quickly entered the state.
"Pangu opened the sky, the pure and light floating up became the sky, and the heavy and turbid sinking became the earth."
"Mortal creatures of flesh and blood, their souls are pure and light, and their bodies are heavy and turbid. This is the unity of heaven and earth."
"Those who breathe turtle use turtle breath to enter the innate fetal breath, separate the soul and body, and achieve Pangu's supreme feat of creating the world."
The master of the Taoist temple read each word in his ear.
The intervals between breaths gradually lengthened from one second to one, the body temperature began to drop, and the blood color on the skin surface gradually faded.
Wang Fu felt that his body was extremely relaxed and he quickly fell into a deep sleep. The sounds in his ears gradually faded away until they disappeared.
"Go with the flow, don't force it!"
The voice of the master of the Taoist temple was completely cut off after these eight words, and there was no sound again.
Wang Fu fell into endless silence, his body seemed to be sinking into a bottomless abyss, sinking continuously without end, but his soul became extremely light.
He felt like his whole body was floating, like a kite, swinging from side to side, eager to fly into the sky, but there was a string tied underneath him, and he couldn't break free.
The more he struggled, the tighter the thread became, which made Wang Fu furious.
"Disconnect."
Wang Fu suddenly lowered his head and saw a shocking sight. It turned out that below him, he was sitting cross-legged.
"Out-of-body experience!"
Wang Fu instantly realized that he was facing the crisis of destruction.
Xiao Fu'er was indeed gifted. He was about to achieve great success in practicing the "Turtle Breathing Technique". He died that night. The fundamental reason was that after taking the last step, his soul and body were separated.
As a result, the soul left the body and was instantly wiped out.
At this moment, Wang Fu came through time and took over his body while it was still hot.
The whole process can only be explained by chance. There can be no time difference and it must be seamless to succeed.
"I see."
Wang Fu understood that the real purpose of the Taoist temple owner was Xiao Fu'er's body.
"It's done, it's almost done."
Behind the screen, the master of the Taoist temple smiled, and he could see all the changes in Wang Fu at this moment.
Breathing is cut off, cardiac arrest, and the skin is as pale as gray. If this situation continues, body spots will soon appear.
He was waiting for the moment when his soul separated from his body, and then he took advantage of it and invaded this young and healthy body.
Little Fu'er himself didn't know that his entry into the Taoist Temple was arranged by the Taoist Temple's master because he valued his physical qualifications.
In recent years, the owner of the Taoist temple has not allowed him to do heavy work, and he has been using the Turtle Breathing Technique to condition his body in order to occupy the magpie's nest.
After a lot of planning, it was finally time to reap the rewards.
Even though the master of the Taoist temple was very cunning, he was still a little excited when things were about to happen.
However, changes have occurred.
The owner of the Taoist temple did not know that the person in front of him was not Xiao Fu'er, but the wary Wang Fu.
Wang Fu was shouting in his heart, Xiao Fu'er had reached this point, his soul left his body, and finally his soul was gone.
Compared with last time, the situation now is even more dangerous!
The owner of the Taoist temple is watching with eager eyes, waiting for Wang Fu to disconnect from the physical body, and will take advantage of the opportunity to enter and occupy this physical body.
Therefore, it must not be disconnected.
Wang Fu woke up and struggled desperately to get his soul back to his body.
However, it is easy to get out but difficult to get back.
Wang Fu struggled again and again, but in the end, his soul was still floating in the air, looking at the body sitting cross-legged with eyes closed below, which was so close but out of reach.
"Incense, there's something wrong with incense!"
Wang Fu recalled the sweet aroma and felt nauseated. It was the fragrance mist that surrounded him, isolating his soul and returning to his body.
Looking at Goldfinger again, the flame of the big red candle seems to be blown by the strong wind, it is crumbling and may be extinguished at any time.
That is his life fire. Once it is extinguished, it will be irreversible.
The soul has been away from the body for too long, and hallucinations begin to appear in front of the eyes without even realizing it.
"Grandpa, oooo, grandpa!"
Wang Fu's memory goes back to his childhood, when he knelt in front of the incinerator and watched helplessly as his grandfather's body was put into the furnace, and then the fire rose up and submerged everything.
The furnace door was opened, and fine white ash was flying in the air. The choking smell was mixed with an extremely weak sweet aroma.
"Corpse oil!"
Wang Fu woke up instantly and saw that the boy's incense burner was not filled with serious spices, but mixed with corpse oil.
No wonder it has such evil effects.
In desperation, Wang Fu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the big red candle exploded into a ball of lanterns, burning fiercely.
"Beep!"
A line of candle tears rolled down, leaving no trace on the red candle itself, condensing into round beads as black as ink.
next moment!
Wang Fu's eyes shone brightly, and his soul suddenly sank and returned to his body.
Boom!
There was a low drum sound in my ears, but my heart, which had been sleeping for a long time, started beating suddenly.
"What?"
The expression on the Taoist temple owner's face was like seeing a cooked duck fly away.
Wang Fu was still alive just now, so why did he come back to life in the blink of an eye?
"Hoo ho!"
Wang Fu took a deep breath, his pale face turned red, and he felt the powerful heartbeat in his body, truly coming back to life.
"Master Guan, I am incompetent and failed again."
Wang Fu was reborn after the catastrophe. He was happy in his heart, but he pretended to be disappointed and quickly confessed to the master of the Taoist temple.
"It doesn't matter."
The master of the Taoist temple comforted him in turn, "The success of Turtle Breathing is not something that can be accomplished in a day. Take your time."
"It's still early today, I'll teach you some other lessons."