Jiang Jun finally understands now that the value of this boxing book is here.

Iron fist is nothing at all, Changchun Neijing is the real treasure.

He touched the scriptures thinner than the wings of the cicada, looked at the words the size of ants, and his heart was shocked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Because he was too nervous, he pulled hard with both hands, not good, Jiang Jun was shocked, thinking that he was going to break this scripture.

But suddenly he found that this scripture was made of unknown materials, and he pulled it hard, but there was no response.

His heart moved, he picked up a toothpick, and stabbed it hard at the upper corner, Kacha, and the toothpick broke in response, and the scripture was unharmed.

At this time, Jiang Jun knew that even the material of this scripture could be a supreme treasure.

"Calm, calm. Jiang Jun just got the baby, his heart was excited, uneasy, curious, and in any mood.

Even, because he didn't know what this Changchun Neijing was, he wanted to call Lin Shirong and ask what it was.

But he thought about it and steadied himself.

Don't get excited, don't be impulsive.

On that day, for this Changchun Neijing, there were dead people.

If this is what Xue Mu'er said, then this scripture may be from the Xue family.

In case Lin Shirong asked herself how she came here, what did she say?

Ghosts who say they picked up on the way won't believe it.

When ordinary people pick up this kind of book, they have long since thrown it away.

Who else learned wire boxing in this era?

Calm down, don't worry, let's see what the hell it is, and then knock on the side, ask about the news of the Changchun Neijing, and then decide not to talk to Lin Shirong.

Some things, after being spoken, may cause trouble for others, which is not necessarily a good thing.

Jiang Jun settled down, and sat for more than a minute before he stabilized his mind.

He spread it out and laid it on the sheets, taking up a large area.

The words on it were small, but they were very clear, and because the lights in Jiang Jun's room were dim, he found that the words on them could bloom with a dark golden light, which seemed to be written by hand or carved by a machine.

He tried to turn off the light and brush it, and suddenly the text shone brightly, and the words were clearer than if the light was on.

"I'm grass. Jiang Jun was startled, almost thinking that it was some magic weapon, especially in the picture, there were a lot of sun, moon and stars painted in the middle, he turned off the light and looked at it, those sun, moon and stars seemed to be alive, and there was even an illusion of faintly flowing in the scriptures.

And the person in the picture is actually a man in modern clothes, a suit, standing in the void, his eyes are bright, his demeanor is quiet, when Jiang Jun and he look at him, Jiang Jun suddenly has an illusion, the person in this painting, as if he is himself.

Boom, his mind shook violently, and he seemed to hear a loud voice in his ears: "I am with the sun and the moon."

"Ahh Jiang Jun pouted, took a few steps back, and looked at this scripture as if he wanted to see a ghost.

Dreaming, must be dreaming.

Jiang Jun just took a bath, but he was scared out of sweat.

What the hell is this? I think it's an ancient scripture, but it's a man in modern clothes?

Is this an antiquity, or is it something modern?

But whether it is modern or ancient, the material of this scripture itself is a treasure, and the paintings and characters in it are better like the gods wrote them, and every word and picture seems to be alive and full of vitality.

Not to mention that this Changchun Neijing will be a kind of exercise, even if this scripture is taken out and sold as an antique, it is estimated that it can be sold for a lot of money.

"Changchun Neijing, Changchun Neijing?" Jiang Jun suddenly thought of something, picked up his mobile phone and Baidu it.

As it turned out, nothing could be found.

He fixed his mind and looked at it from the beginning.

"In the past, in the Emperor of Heaven, there were gods, weak and able to speak, young and uniform, long and sensitive, and ascended to the sky. It is to ask the Heavenly Master and say: I heard that the people of the ancients were 100 years old in spring and autumn, and their actions did not fade, and the people of today, who were half a hundred years old and their movements were declining, the times are different, and people will lose them. ”

Zibo said: The ancients, those who know, the law is in yin and yang, and in the number of techniques, eating and drinking modestly, living regularly, and not working in vain, so they can form and be like gods, and end their days and live a hundred years old. The people of this time are not, they take wine as a pulp, take delusion as a rule, get drunk into the room, exhaust their essence with desire, dissipate their truth, do not know how to hold full, from time to time to control the gods, be quick with their hearts, go against the pleasure of life, live without moderation, so half a hundred and decline. (borrowed from the Yellow Emperor)

The first passage is an ancient Chinese text, but there are annotations below.

The righteousness is: the former Emperor of Heaven was born very smart and good at talking, and when he grew up, he ascended to the throne of the Son of Heaven. He asked Zibo: I have heard that in ancient times, people could be more than 100 years old, and their movements did not show aging, but now people, when they are just half a hundred years old, and their movements are weak and weak, is this caused by different times, or because people today do not know how to maintain health?

Zibo replied: The people of ancient times, those who knew the way of health preservation, were able to adapt to the principle of natural changes in heaven and earth, yin and yang, and reconcile the methods of health preservation to make it reach the correct standard. Diet is moderate, work and rest have a certain regularity, neither vain work, but also avoid excessive*, so that the body and spirit are vigorous, coordinated, and unified, and live to the natural age of talent, and only pass away at the age of more than 100 years; Exhausted, dissipating true qi because of satisfying hobbies, not knowing how to prudently keep the essence full, not good at controlling the spirit, and concentrating on the momentary pleasure of the mind, contrary to the pleasures of life, daily life and rest, irregular, so it will grow old at the age of half a hundred.

This dialogue begins with a story about health preservation, which sounds similar to modern scientific health preservation.

And then there's the first picture.

This picture is no longer a modern person, but an ancient man, standing on a mountain, facing the sun and the moon, bending down and squatting on his knees, as if standing on a horse.

The inside of his body is marked with various tendons and veins, eighteen acupuncture points, the route is clear and clear, and each acupuncture point is marked with a name and order.

If Jiang Jun saw it before, he would definitely be confused, but now he understands it at a glance.

This is a set of breathing techniques, and it is also breathing while standing on horseback.

On the side of the portrait, there are a few words written: 'Sun and Moon breathe'.

"This breathing technique, should it be called the sun and the moon breathing?" Jiang Jun faintly guessed that this was the name of a breathing technique, which was used by the ancients to maintain health.

The first paragraph is very obvious, people in ancient times understood the way of health preservation, and took the law from the natural changes of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and applied it to the tip, and the action did not show aging when they were more than 100 years old.

In Jiang Jun's understanding, this can no longer be regarded as an internal strength method, it may be the art of practicing Dan, the art of cultivation, and the art of immortality.

It's simply higher than any Jiuyang Divine Skill and Jiuyin True Scripture.

Those kung fu, but not to say can slow down aging.

Look at the image again, there are several paragraphs of text.

The text is also annotated in simplified vernacular, which is very clear.

When you are careless, every day at five o'clock in the morning, or nine o'clock in the evening, face the sun and the moon, exhale and absorb for one hour each, which is called the sun and moon breathing.

When you are done, you have an inner pill in your abdomen and exhale into a month, and you can practice the next painting.

The person in the second picture is already sitting cross-legged, still facing the sun and the moon, and his body is marked with the route of thirty-six acupuncture points and tendons.

Shall I give it a try? Jiang Jun looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

Definitely not on the balcony, the moon is not clear and easy to be seen from the other side.

Jiang Jun thought that when he practiced martial arts on the roof of the building during the day, the top was high and vast, exactly the same as on the top of the high mountain.

He took this first picture with his mobile phone, hid the scriptures, walked out of the door, said to Gu Xiaohui, and opened the door and went upstairs.

The tallest of their community is the thirty-third floor.

He swished all the way to the top, and when he reached the top floor, as in the afternoon, he jumped hard and bang, and it was easy to go to the roof of the building.

Because he was afraid of being discovered, he stood in the middle of the rooftop, against the wall, so that even if there were people on the rooftop on the thirty-third floor opposite, it would be impossible to see his existence.

With the light of his phone, he opened the picture.

He found that the horse steps above were very similar to those he was standing on, and it was probably also a gossip pile.

After waiting for a while, after nine o'clock in the evening, he took a step and stood according to the picture, learning to look up and face the moon in the picture.

Then I closed my eyes and thought about the tendons and acupuncture points in the picture just now.

Starting from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, meditate on the moon in the sky, there is a essence that falls from the sky, enters the brain, follows the Baihui acupoint, slowly enters the body, and passes through the eighteen acupoints according to the tendons and veins in the picture.

If the average person gets this scripture for the first time, it is very difficult to practice.

Because I can't concentrate mentally, it's hard to concentrate on meditation.

Jiang Jun had practiced for more than half a month before, and he had practiced according to Lin Shirong's breath technique, and he had imagined that there was a virtual gas flowing in his body every day, and he had already come up with experience.

Although this is an association, the difficulty lies in persistence and firm belief.

Jiang Jun calmed down, and thought a little bit, if there is something wrong, he took out his mobile phone to take a look, anyway, it was the first time today, and it was also to accumulate experience.

After looking at the mobile phone several times, the tendon and vein diagram and the eighteen acupuncture points were basically memorized.

By this time he was able to begin to visualize without moving.

After standing like this for half an hour, he thought about it, and slowly began to get into the groove.

In the picture he imagined in his mind, the moon in the sky was shining brightly, like a human chest, stretching and breathing, and every time it was retracted, swish, a spirit would fall from the infinite void, and then come to the top of Jiang Jun's head, slowly infiltrating along the Baihui acupoint above his head, and drilling into it.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and on the Baihui acupoint, there seemed to be a worm wriggling like a caterpillar, burrowing into his scalp little by little.

"I'm grass. Jiang Jun suddenly felt a burst of nausea, boom, and the whole person instantly sobered up.

He touched his head in horror and found that there was nothing on it.

Hallucinations, hallucinations?

But I was so frightened that I didn't feel it at all.

He looked at his phone, it was nine-forty, and there were twenty minutes left.

One more time.

Stand up again and continue to meditate.

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