Gao Xianda and Meng Yan were now all spotted to the ground. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Wei Xiaobao didn't have the righteousness just now.

He just thought that with Mao Eighteen's martial arts, it shouldn't be a problem to defeat that leprosy ghost eunuch. That's why he encouraged Gao Xianda to take action, and said some words about living and dying together.

At this time, he saw that Gao Xianda was defeated, so he remembered the famous saying that they flew separately when the catastrophe came.

He slowly moved to the food passage and tried to escape through the back door of the kitchen. He grew up in the market, and he was familiar with all kinds of escape methods, but he was not noticeable.

But his actions did not escape the eyes of the old eunuch. I saw that he grabbed a chopstick bullet and hit the crook of Wei Xiaobao's right leg. Wei Xiaobao's right leg was numb, he fell to the ground, and he couldn't move anymore.

The old eunuch fought two fierce battles in a row, and it seemed that his body was overdrawn, and he coughed violently for a while before relieving himself. The little eunuch beside him wanted him to take another dose of powder, but he stopped him.

He asked the wrestlers, "Where are you friends?" ”

A big man said: "If you go back to your father-in-law, we are from Prince Zheng's mansion." If it weren't for the father-in-law's action today to catch these two thieves, our faces would have been lost. ”

The old eunuch said, "That's a coincidence." They may not really be thieves, so don't alarm others and send them to the Ouchi Shogun, saying that they are the ones that the old man wants from the sea. ”

Several big men agreed in unison.

Several of the seven men were slightly wounded, and they tied the three of them firmly with ropes, blindfolded them with black cloth, and gagged their mouths with cloth.

Fang Yan was the one who beat them, and they naturally punched and kicked Meng Yan at this time. Wei Xiaobao's mouth was not clean, and he was hit with two heavy ear scrapes, and he was immediately honest. Gao Xianda didn't do anything with them, he knew how to measure himself, and his kung fu was good, but he avoided being beaten.

In this era, there were no automobiles, and the mode of transportation was nothing more than horse-drawn carriages and sedan chairs. The old eunuch asked them to send people to Ouchi, and their faces were naturally better-looking, so someone called a sedan chair. But the cost of the manpower sedan chair is not cheap, so those big men forced the three of them into a sedan chair.

The three of them were stuffed in a sedan chair, and the sedan chair man who carried the sedan chair naturally felt laborious, swaying very slowly, and kept scolding his mother in his mouth. It's hard to make money these days. The wrestlers had to promise them a little more pay, and they were able to walk at a normal pace.

Gao Xianda has the largest body, so it is piled at the bottom. Meng Yan and Wei Xiaobao were stacked on top of him.

If it was usual, Gao Xianda would not even feel it at all if he was carrying two hundred or ten pounds of people. But now he couldn't move, and he couldn't exert his strength at all. His posture was awkward, and naturally it was very uncomfortable. The two men sat directly on his chest, making him a little out of breath.

His mouth was also blocked, and his breathing was even more affected. If he didn't use force, the air he had just inhaled would be directly pressed out.

He could only inhale through his nose and hold it as hard as he could, trying to make the air run around his body before exhaling it vigorously.

When he was learning to breathe in with Uncle Jian, he practiced sucking air in, running around his body, and then spitting it back into the air duct. There are nine bends and eighteen bends in the air duct, and what I cultivate is this "spitting" energy.

This time, he happened to turn the practice upside down, and it was not difficult for him to exhale outward, but it was difficult for the air he inhaled to "absorb" into his body.

But the effort of letting the air run in a circle around the body did not change. His inhalation and exhalation is exactly in line with his method of "spitting and accepting". Slowly, my breathing became easier.

But as Gao Xianda's breathing became smoother and smoother, his breathing rate became slower and slower. The air entered through his nose, and after turning his head, mouth, throat, and chest, it sank into his abdomen, and then sank lower and lower, as if he had to turn around at the heel before turning back.

In the end, he inhaled for several minutes and exhaled much more slowly, as if there was a great vortex of air in his body.

He vomited eighty-one rounds, and then he felt as if something was being opened with a "snap" in his body. Immediately, the vortex of air he had inhaled spread out within him, turning into a trickle that flowed through his body along a fixed channel.

Gao Xianda's eyes were blindfolded, so he couldn't see the outside scene, but it also helped him. In front of his eyes, his body slowly conjured up, with meridians running through it, and the slightest stream was slowly running along these meridians.

Gao Xianda thought he was crazy at first, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He tried to control the flow of the trickle with his consciousness, and found that it worked. And by controlling the trickle in the picture, your body will really react accordingly. This trickle of water flowed through his body and made him feel comfortable.

This discovery made Goldenda very happy.

"This can't be the true qi of the legend, right?" Gao Xianda groaned, "Lao Dao and Bald Bubble once popularized the basic knowledge of this world for themselves. The copy of Oriental Martial Arts is full of heaven and earth aura, which is very helpful for personal cultivation. Therefore, it is also the cultivation of internal strength, and in the urban dungeons, the effect is mediocre, and practicing to the top level is just internal strength. Only in this kind of dungeon can the true qi be cultivated. ”

Gao Xianda has already cultivated the Tuna Jin to the full level, although it is only an E-level skill, but he has experienced an effect similar to the flow of true qi. But he has always only regarded it as a blood-replenishing skill, and has not studied it in depth.

And he also cultivated the Divine Sutra at the same time, although he didn't cultivate at home, but he actually had a certain level. After all, it is a B-level martial art, and the actual effect is very strong.

Gao Xianda should have cultivated his True Qi a long time ago, but he was always in the copy of the city, and it was in the United States. There was almost no heaven and earth aura there, so Gao Xianda never succeeded.

It should also be Gao Xianda lucky. He may not be able to breathe this long breath when he usually moves freely, and even if the heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, he may not be able to practice diligently.

This time, Gao Xianda was blindfolded, his mouth was gagged, and he could only breathe through his nose, and there were two people on his body, so he had to breathe hard. He absorbed a large amount of heaven and earth aura, and then had nowhere to vent, and by chance, he actually let him peek through the practice tricks of breathing strength. Thus cultivating the true qi! (To be continued.) )