Dashi Village, the morning light is shining.

Zhang Yi walked to the door of the room, came to the courtyard, and examined Song Qingshi's swordsmanship.

Song Qingshi saw that the master came to watch the swordsmanship, and he straightened the right color, worked extra hard, his steps moved, and the sword light danced.

lunge straight stab, knee lift flat slash, back slash, turn back and stab, lunge flat wipe, hanging sword straight stab, lunge left tease, virtual step sword ......

Twenty minutes later.

A thick layer of fine sweat appeared on Song Qingshi's head, and the swordsmanship in his hand began to lack strength, and the moves began to loosen.

Song Qingshi glanced at Zhang Yi in the afterglow, only to see Zhang Yi silent, staring at Song Qingshi's swordsmanship with a solemn expression.

Seeing this, Song Qingshi couldn't stop, so he had to review and practice swordsmanship again.

……

An hour later.

Song Qingshi was panting, sweating like rain, his moves were messy, his sword moves were intermittent, he couldn't connect, and he was full of flaws.

With a "plop", Song Qingshi turned around and split, his left foot was unsteady on his feet, and he fell to the ground, Song Qingshi stood up, lowered his head with shame, and didn't dare to look at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi said lightly: "Qingshi, raise your head." ”

Song Qingshi raised his head in shame and stared at Zhang Yi: "Master, the disciple is dull, the basic internal strength cultivation cannot be true, and the basic swordsmanship cannot be comprehended. ”

Zhang Yi smiled and stared at Song Qingshi: "It is not a day's work to sharpen the needle with an iron pestle, it is not a year's work to penetrate the stone with a drop of water, how can you be in a hurry on the road of martial arts." ”

Song Qingshi shook his head and said in frustration: "Master has passed on my basic internal strength and mental method, and it has been more than a month, and I can't even feel the sense of qi. ”

"There are also seven days of basic swordsmanship practice, and I still can't get started."

Song Qingshi paused, stared at Zhang Yi, and said in a low voice: "Master, do I not have the qualifications to practice martial arts." ”

Zhang Yi shook his head and whispered, "Do you want to give up?" ”

Song Qingshi lowered his head, tightened the sword in his hand with his right hand, and whispered: "The disciple doesn't want to give up, but he has worked hard and has no gain, and he can't see a glimmer of hope." ”

Song Qingshi raised his head and stared at Zhang Yi with awe: "Before I met my master, I claimed to be the number one master in Dashi Village, and hundreds of people apprenticed to me, all of whom called me a martial arts wizard who was rare in a century. ”

"Those martial artists are only complimenting me so much because of my money."

"My brother and Uncle Xiahou both care about family affection and don't want to hit me."

"It wasn't until I met Master that I knew that there was a sky outside the sky and there were people outside the world, but it was a pity that I wasted my youth."

Zhang Yi said with relief: "Young and frivolous, since you have this understanding, it is not too late to catch up now, don't give up on yourself." ”

Song Qingshi arched his hand and said, "Remember Master's teachings. ”

Zhang Yi nodded, stared at Song Qingshi, and said: "As a teacher, there is a method that can help you feel the sense of qi and break through to the day after tomorrow, but the pain is very great." ”

Song Qingshi stared at Zhang Yi, who had a cautious expression, and smiled: "Master, what I am not afraid of the most is hardship, during the apprenticeship, I was not beaten less. ”

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "The Martial Dao is the ninefold of the day after tomorrow, that is, the process of refining and refining qi, accumulating true qi, penetrating the meridians of Zhou Tian, and becoming the internal circulation of true qi. ”

"The feeling of qi in the body is generated, and the first wisp of true qi is born, which is the entry to the acquired one-heavy heaven, and if it can continuously produce true qi, it is officially stepping into the realm of the acquired one-heavy heaven."

Zhang Yi paused and said: "The sense of qi is mysterious, it cannot be touched, it cannot be spoken, so the first difficulty of martial arts is to sense qi. ”

Song Qingshi nodded and listened carefully.

Zhang Yi continued: "The Flowing Water Sect has a method, which is called the 'Seed of True Qi'. ”

"Through an innate martial artist, a wisp of innate true qi is injected into the host's lower dantian to form a seed of true qi."

"The human body has eight strange meridians, twelve meridians, and countless meridians, criss-crossed, communicating the whole body, and inherently affecting the whole body."

"The eight meridians of the strange meridians communicate with the twelve meridians, and they have the regulating effect of accumulation and irrigation of the qi and blood of the twelve meridians."

"The eight veins of the Qi Sutra, including the Ren vein, the Du vein, the Chong vein, the belt vein, the yin stilt vein, the yang stilt vein, the yin dimension vein, the yang vein and so on."

"Ren pulse, line in the midline of the ventral surface, its veins have repeatedly intersected with the three yin and yin veins of the hands and feet, and can always be the yin meridian of any body, so it is called the sea of yin veins."

"Du Mai, walking in the middle of the back, its veins have repeatedly intersected with the three yang meridians of the hands and feet and the yang veins, and can be the yang meridian of the governor's body, so it is called the sea of yang veins."

"Chong pulse, up to the head, down to the feet, through the whole body, become the key to the qi and blood, can regulate the twelve meridians of qi and blood, so it is called the sea of the twelve meridians, also known as the 'sea of blood'."

……

Zhang Yi paused and stared at Song Qingshi: "Qingshi, do you understand?" ”

Song Qingshi shook his head and said confusedly: "Although Master has instilled in me the knowledge of the Eight Meridians, the Twelve Meridians, and the Zhou Tian Meridian, I still can't comprehend it. ”

Zhang Yi smiled: "It doesn't matter, the theory of human meridians is broad and profound, and the meridians and veins are like stars, how can it be a day's work." ”

"However, martial arts and the mysteries of the human body are interrelated, and you still need to study this knowledge carefully."

Song Qingshi nodded, "Yes, Master." ”

Zhang Yi continued: "The Eight Veins of the Qi Jing run through the whole body, which is the key to the qi and blood of the whole body, and it is also the key to the operation of the 'seed of true qi', stimulating the qi and blood of the whole body, and refining and refining the qi. ”

"Martial artists carry and regulate the qi and blood of the whole body through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and refine the true qi through the qi and blood of the whole body, among which the pulse is the key to the entry of the martial artist and the sense of qi."

Song Qingshi nodded, "Master's meaning is to stimulate the 'blood sea' through the seed of true qi, refine and refine qi, perceive qi sense, and then give birth to one's own true qi. ”

Zhang Yi nodded, and said with a straight face: "Innate true qi, too domineering, the meridians that have not been nourished by true qi cannot exist for a long time, and they must be removed from the body within three hours, otherwise there will be irreparable damage." ”

Song Qingshi nodded and said, "Master, I understand, that is to say, I must feel the sense of qi within three hours. ”

Zhang Yi said: "The different true qi enters the body, forcibly penetrates the pulse, and stimulates the 'sea of blood', which is very painful, do you understand?" The sooner you feel the qi, the better? ”

Song Qingshi smiled: "Master, let's start, I will definitely live up to your expectations." ”

Zhang Yi nodded, and aimed his right hand at Song Qingshan's lower dantian.

"Seed of True Qi."

A wisp of condensed innate true qi poured into Song Qingshi's body. Zhang Yi withdrew his right hand and said lightly, "Okay." ”

Song Qingshi was puzzled: "Okay? Master, why don't you feel anything at all? ”

Zhang Yi smiled, "Don't worry, the operation of True Qi is a gradual process. ”

"Yes, yes, Master, I feel a sense of qi, as if there are ants climbing in my body, gently, itchy." Song Qingshi said with a smile.

Zhang Yi shook his head, and said: "Quickly sit down cross-legged, concentrate and calm down, remember the key points of the pulse, perineum, curved bones, middle pole, Guan Yuan, Yin Jiao, lower belly, middle belly, upper belly, Tiantu, Lianquan, Cheng pulp, etc." ”

"Yes."

……

A moment later.

Song Qingshi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had a thick layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and the qi and blood around his body accelerated, and the skin of his whole body was covered with a layer of light red, and as time passed, the red of his skin was still deepening.

It didn't take long for the blood color to spread to his brain, and Song Qingshi's whole person looked as if he was dyed with a thick red paint.

"Ah, it's so itchy, Master, I'm so itchy." Song Qingshi shouted.

Zhang Yi said in a cold voice: "Concentrate and calm down, and run the basic internal strength and heart mantra." ”

Song Qingshi bit the tip of his tongue, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dispersing the itching sensation of Chong Pulse through the pain of his tongue. ”

……

Time passes.

Song Qingshi was sweating like rain, the clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Poof" Song Qingshi spit out a mouthful of blood, his mood was broken, and the itching sensation in his body seemed to turn into a sharp blade, cutting with a knife, as if the pain from the depths of his soul stimulated Song Qingshi's nerves, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

"Ah......" Song Qingshi rolled on the ground in pain, begging for mercy: "Master, I don't practice anymore, you quickly pull out the innate true qi." ”

Zhang Yi looked at the sky, "It's only been an hour, and there are still two hours, Qingshi, you are persevering, and you will be a master in the hardships you have suffered." ”

Song Qingshan, who was in the house, heard Song Qingshi's cry of pain, hurried out, and asked eagerly: "Yixuan Dao Chief, Qingshi, what's wrong?" ”

Zhang Yi walked next to Song Qingshan and smiled: "Song Lao is not in a hurry, Qingshi is feeling qi." ”

Song Qingshan was stunned for a moment, "Sense? ”

Zhang Yi told the whole story.

Song Qingshan nodded and thanked Zhang Yi: "My son is stupid, and the Taoist chief is bothered." ”

Zhang Yi arched his hand and said, "It should be like this." ”

Song Qingshi's cries of pain continued, and Mrs. Song and Song Qingyu both rushed out and asked with concern, "What's wrong with my son (brother)?" ”

Song Qingshan waved his hand, "Qingshi is feeling the sense of qi, don't bother." ”

Mrs. Song said with concern: "If you don't practice this kung fu, don't torture my son." ”

Song Qingshan frowned and said angrily: "Qingyu, help your mother in." ”

……

Two hours passed quietly, and the sun climbed into the air.

Song Qingshi seemed to have exhausted his strength, and the whole person was lying on the ground in a decadent manner, his clothes were torn into strips, criss-crossing wounds were densely covered all over his body, and his blood had dried up, turning into speckled blood debts.

Zhang Yi walked to Song Qingshi's side and said coldly: "Qingshi, if you want to give up, I will remove the innate true qi in your body, but from now on, you are not a member of the Flowing Water Sect, nor am you my apprentice." ”

Song Qingshi's eyes were fierce, staring at Zhang Yi, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Teacher... Father... I'm really... The subject of... Nope..."

Zhang Yi nodded, "I understand." ”

Zhang Yi stretched out his right hand and moved it to the position of Song Qingshi's abdominal dantian.

Song Qingshan, who was on the side, suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Zhang Yi's right hand, "The road is long and slow, isn't there still an hour?" ”

Zhang Yi stared at Song Qingshan.

Song Qingshan turned his head to stare at Song Qingshi, and said coldly: "Qingshi, since you were a child, you like to dance with knives and guns, and I will also rely on you." ”

"However, this time I won't allow you to give up."

"How many people in the world are born and die for the sake of the magic tricks, and there is no hope."

"Today, you have the honor to worship under the long door of a mysterious way, with both the true law and the guidance of a famous teacher, but you give up lightly."

"If you give up, what's the difference between you and waste?"

"Think about what you've been studying for six years?"

"The path is your own choice, so you can do it yourself."

After Song Qingshan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Zhang Yi said coldly: "In an hour, I'll come again." ”

Song Qingshi stared at the backs of the two, "Waste, is it true that I, Song Qingshi, am just a waste in the end?" ”

"No, I'm going to be a warrior."

Song Qingshi gritted his teeth, frowned, silently used the basic internal strength method, and felt the qi of the pulse with all his body.

……

An hour later.

Zhang Yi and Song Qingshan walked to Song Qingshi's side, looking at Song Qingshi, who was already unconscious, Zhang Yi stretched out his right hand, extracted his innate true qi, and nodded towards Song Qingshan.

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