Chapter 34: Fingers as a Pen!
(Master Huang Yi's book has already gone up, do you think we are also working harder?) Don't hide the recommendation ticket or anything. )
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As soon as I got back to my room.
He immediately took out stacks of renminbi from the air, a total of ten stacks of cash, neatly put together.
In addition to cash, there are not many things that can be brought out of the space, and it is estimated that cash is also the one with the least interference from space in the real world, after all, in reality, the country prints so many banknotes every year, and these hundreds of thousands of dollars are a drop in the bucket! However, cash is only paper after all, and if you want to exchange precious metals such as gold and silver from the space, then it will cost a lot of survival points!
Presumably, the energy consumed by the space to make gold and the paper used to make currency must be different.
Zhao Futu moved his body for a moment, and then opened his own data page in his mind, and sure enough, the attributes attached to the equipment were gone, and some were only his own basic attributes.
But he's in very good shape right now, it's too good to be better!
It's as if he has suddenly become a martial arts master, he can grasp every muscle in his body, and he can control every bit of his own strength, and that feeling has never been seen before!
Zhao Futu walked to the desk, took a deep breath, then put his fingers together, focusing his thoughts on the dantian, and with his slow but powerful breathing, a condensed heat flow also emerged from his body. The human body's dantian is always closed, and it is necessary to breathe in to open the door of the dantian, and then to be able to mobilize the energy called 'true qi' and 'inner breath'.
This energy has always existed, but the effect is very limited, Zhao Futu's biggest experimental result so far is to be able to use it to massage, being massaged will feel hot, and a hot breath along the fingertips into the body, and then this qi has a miraculous effect on blood circulation and blood stasis!
A bruise of blue color, which basically disappeared with a few clicks.
In addition, the effect of this true qi is really quite limited, and as for the means of coming and going, don't even think about it!
However, Zhao Futu's feeling today is very different.
His whole body is now full of power, and his digital body allows him to grasp himself with unprecedented precision, and he can even feel the 639 muscles in his body, each of which he can feel individually! It's a very amazing experience, because all the average person can feel is a few big muscles, and even more so the small ones!
Martial arts moves, the purpose of many piles of martial arts in the middle earth boxing is to exercise that piece of small muscles, Zhao Futu is now completely sure of one thing, that is, if there is a boxing master who wants to take him as an apprentice, he is definitely the martial arts wizard who has not been born for a hundred years! Because of his data-based body, coupled with his powerful perception unique to a cultivator, his grasp of his own muscle groups is simply outrageous!
Any pile of skill that comes to him can be 200% effective.
"Drink!"
Zhao Futu let out a low snort, transported the strength of his whole body to his fingertips, and then began to urge the true qi in his body to reach his fingers, and then his fingertips fell a little heavily!
I started writing on the wooden desk! Write with your fingers!
――Pen with your fingers!
The breadth and profundity of the Chinese heritage is by no means something that can be denied by a few words of scientific superstition. Going a little further, the boxing masters and Taoist cultivators during the Republic of China period have many extraordinary features, and there are countless historical facts about this! Closer to life, the Qigong masters of modern times have also more or less exposed their hands. After the impact of cultural traditions, it is inevitable that there will be a mixture of fish and dragons, but there are also many real characters.
Under the network, all the Demon Demon Stick Sect Masters have run out, but one thing will not change.
That is the true essence of 'Dao' and 'Qi' under the Chinese heritage, which has always been only preserved in two places!
One is the orthodox Taoism, Baiyun Temple, Longhu Mountain, such places are more or less true, but now there are fewer and fewer of them. Zhao Futu's contacts in recent years have found that these inheritances have begun to disperse into the hands of some folk martial arts practitioners. Another place is the family of traditional Chinese medicine, which is also the place where the Taoists say 'Zhongqi', where the true qi in the body of the cultivator is different, in modern terms, the attributes are different. The 'qi' required by traditional Chinese medicine must be the qi of 'zhongzheng and peace', so even the simple qi cultivation method handed down by the family of traditional Chinese medicine is a little more authentic than the orthodox inheritance of Taoism!
It's just that these methods don't go high and deep.
Doctors, most of their methods of nourishing qi come from one place, that is, "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing", which is the most peaceful qi.
As the saying goes: "It's better to keep the middle than to talk too much!" ”
Once, Zhao Futu heard a legend, that is, a powerful Chinese medicine master once pierced the tempered glass with a soft silver needle, which seemed completely incredible to him! But now that he's even been in such a weird place as the Nightmare Space, what's there to believe about this little anecdote? And at this moment, he just wants to test what kind of level he can achieve under his true luck!
One stroke at a time!
Zhao Futu suppressed his breath in his abdomen, and slowly wrote a word on the strong and hard desk with all his strength on his fingertips.
A 'Tao' word.
When this word was written, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, this is still the spring and summer season, and the breath he exhaled is actually as white as winter, condensed into a stream!
As soon as the strength dissipated, Zhao Futu immediately found that a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared all over his body, and the abundant energy when he had just returned from the space was also consumed.
He immediately felt signs of mental overexertion, and a feeling of sleepiness hit him.
"Whew!" Zhao Futu rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, and then pressed his temples acutely, slightly easing the side effects of excessive strength.
He looked at the word 'Dao' that had been written on the desk, and couldn't help but show a satisfied smile on his face. Originally, if he wanted to achieve such a realm, he would have to cultivate his qi for decades, but now that he had only experienced a space mission, he had actually reached the point where this kind of qi was emitted! Thinking about it this way, he felt that the nightmare space was not so terrifying!
"There are gains and losses, and I will do it."
Cultivators should not think of dropping great blessings out of thin air, and this feeling of striving between life and death can win Zhao Futu's approval.
Especially the feeling after experiencing the space mission made him feel like he was sharpening his Dao heart.
"Throughout the ages, there have been so many strange legends of gods and ghosts in the East and the West, but there are very few in reality, and I don't know if it has anything to do with this mysterious nightmare space? The strange beasts and spirits recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas...... Many monsters in Western European mythology...... And the ...... of Jesus' saying that 'his kingdom is not on earth'" Zhao Futu had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and many strange and grotesque thoughts came out at once.
But he shook his head and put all these thoughts away, got up and put the ten stacks of cash in the drawer, and then fell asleep on the bed with his clothes. He had never closed his eyes in the legend of the night, and he might have had a lot of energy in the nightmare space, but after returning to the real world, his nerves had been tense after the battle.
Soon, he let out a heavy snort.
He slept deeply.
A cultivator would never snore, but he had fallen into a deep sleep due to tiredness at the moment, and his perception of the outside world had all been put away.
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