After the funeral of Zhang Ping and his wife, Jingjing stayed at Mr. Chen's house, and her household registration relationship was successfully transferred to Mr. Chen's household registration book. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the evening of the same day, everyone posted Spring Festival couplets, hung up New Year's paintings, put delicious toffee and fruits, and Mrs. Fang made a table of sumptuous meals, coupled with the sound of crackling firecrackers outside the door, and suddenly a strong New Year's flavor overflowed inside and outside the house.

Teacher Chen held a stack of red envelopes, handing out New Year's money to the children one by one, and kept saying blessings for the new year. In such a situation, Zhu Yan and Jingjing gradually forgot the grief of bereavement and regained the warm feeling of the previous New Year.

After the clock strikes 12 times at midnight, the Chinese New Year 2002 has officially arrived. Live TV broadcasts, happy Chinese New Year celebrations across the country, and the first snow of 2002, came together.

Zhu Yan, Chen Lan and Jingjing all had no intention of watching live TV, so they went back to their rooms early to practice. This made Mr. Chen and Mrs. Fang amazed, you must know that in the past Spring Festival Gala, Chen Lan would never sleep without watching it. Could it be that cultivation has such great temptation?

In fact, Zhu Yan had already decided to help Teacher Chen and the others open up the meridians starting tomorrow, after all, the body of a cultivator is much better than that of ordinary people, and the life span will be much longer. However, Teacher Chen and Mrs. Fang were both middle-aged, and the congestion in the Eight Veins of the Twelve Righteous Classics and the Eight Strange Meridians was much more serious than that of Chen Lan, even if Zhu Yan's skills were in their heyday, they would have to take him at least ten days.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Zhu Yan and the others were woken up by the sound of firecrackers outside the door. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Luoyan City did not have the first snow as said on TV, but the wind and sun were beautiful, and spring was full of joy everywhere.

After changing into new clothes and shoes, Zhu Yan, Jingjing and Chen Lan received a special task today: to worship the grave. Because this year is the first year of the death of Zhu Yan's mother and Jingjing's parents, according to folk customs, they will be given their parents' graves to pay their respects. Chen Lan is their sister with a different surname, and it is natural to accompany them to visit the grave.

The plan has already been made, in the morning to go to the cemetery in the back mountain of the county to pay respects to Jingjing's parents, in the afternoon to take a bus to Sanshan Township to worship Zhu Yan's mother, and in the evening if it is too late, live in the school dormitory.

The trip to the cemetery in the morning was very smooth, the road conditions were good, and there were not many people, and they probably only took more than two hours to complete.

Jingjing had to be sad again, but it was much calmer than before. She told her parents that she had entered the spiritual path, that she missed her parents deeply, and that she would live well and practice hard until she saw them again.

After returning from the cemetery, they waited at home, and in the afternoon there was a truck to Sanshan Township, which could take them together.

Seeing that there were still two and a half hours left, Zhu Yan decided to sort out the meridians for Teacher Chen and Mrs. Fang first. As front-line teachers, both Mr. Chen and Mrs. Fang's health are not very good.

As soon as Zhu Yan said what he meant, Teacher Chen and Mrs. Fang were all taken aback, they didn't really plan to practice and become enlightened. But when they heard Zhu Yan say that this channeling of the meridians can cure stubborn diseases and prolong life, out of trust in his medical skills, they readily agreed.

Since the last time Zhu Yan opened up the meridians, Chen Lan and Jingjing have been yearning for his ability to phase aura, and they always want to try it themselves. Considering the conditions for the fusion of spiritual energy, Zhu Yan decided to instruct Chen Lan to sort out the hand sun meridian of Master Fang's mother first to improve her digestive function.

After preparing to stop, Zhu Yan taught Mrs. Fang the method of pranayama and meditation, and asked her to enter meditation first. Then, Chen Lan used the Tai Chi Method, so that the condensed crystal energy in the palace was transformed into a rotating cyclone, which slowly penetrated from the acupuncture points in the palm of her hand through the twelve canons, and entered the body of Master Fang's mother. Zhu Yan watched closely the direction of the aura and helped it adjust at any time.

At the beginning, the resistance in Master Fang's meridians was particularly large, and the speed of Reiki guidance was very slow. However, with the influx of a large amount of spiritual energy in Chen Lan's body, coupled with Zhu Yan's continuous use of "silver needles" to stab acupoints and dredge, the speed of spiritual energy advancing gradually accelerated.

It took them nearly an hour to get Mrs. Fang's hand sun meridian to penetrate the entire line. From the moment of penetration, the qi and blood of Mrs. Fang's face and skin suddenly improved a lot, and it was even more effective than taking the highest level of nutrition.

With the living example of Mrs. Fang, Teacher Chen is particularly looking forward to this aura channeling. This time, it was Zhu Yan who did it himself. He had already tried, and he and Teacher Chen's spiritual energy had been completely integrated, and it seemed that the relationship between the father and son had been cultivated quite well during this time.

Zhu Yan first examined the operation of the meridians in Teacher Chen's body with the eye of heaven, and quickly pierced the acupuncture points blocked in the twelve meridians with a "silver needle". Then, he asked Teacher Chen to enter meditation, and he himself mobilized the energy grains in the dantian and transformed them into pure spiritual qi flow, which was introduced into Teacher Chen's body.

With the "silver needle" dredging first, a steady stream of spiritual air impacted, and the blockages in Teacher Chen's twelve canons were broken one after another. After about an hour or so, the blockages in Mr. Chen's 12 canons have been removed, and the blockages at the main acupuncture points have all been emptied.

If it weren't for the fact that there was not much spiritual energy stored in the dantian, Zhu Yan could even directly dredge all the twelve canons. Now, even if it is only six out of ten, Mr. Chen's various old problems are estimated to be almost better.

After doing this work, Zhu Yan and Chen Lan were a little tired, after all, the spiritual energy was excessively consumed. So, Zhu Yan brought cordyceps, and the two of them ate more than a dozen of them, and then played Tai Chi to absorb them, and the two of them were refreshed again.

Time is running out, and the phone from the owner has already come. Zhu Yan and the three of them hurriedly ate some snacks, then packed up their things and went out.

The road to Sanshan Township was still so bumpy, but fortunately, Zhu Yan's meditation skills were excellent, and after a while, they settled and meditated in the car. Looking at their posture of sitting upright with their eyes closed, the uncle who drove the car didn't know, and thought that the three little dolls had missed their heads while watching the Spring Festival Gala and were making up for sleep in the car!

It took more than an hour for the car to arrive at Sanshan Town. After the three thanked the uncle, they walked to Liuliping, and Zhu Yan's mother was buried on the mountain behind Liuliping.

Walking on that familiar path, Zhu Yan suddenly realized something. Together with Chen Lan and Jingjing, he tried to direct the spiritual energy in his body to the meridians where his feet were located, tried to export the spiritual energy from the springs on the soles of his feet, and tried to imagine that the soles of his feet were like springs and sponges......

Repeated attempts have benefited them a lot. The aura is injected into the feet, and the feet seem to become lighter and stronger, and each step is bigger and faster; And the aura gushes out of the soles of the feet, the imaginary spring is more capable of bouncing, and the imaginary sponge is silent. The imaginary objects are different, and the presentation effect is also different. Unfortunately, no matter how much they tried, they still couldn't figure out the trick of light work.

The three of them tried it all the way, tasting all the wonders of the cultivation along the way, and their eyes flashed with excitement again and again.