The dull day passed again, and after getting off work, Ling Feng casually went outside to buy some food and slowly walked to the room. He really wants to follow the old man to learn martial arts, but he doesn't know what kind of mentality he is in, maybe it's really just to adjust his life, maybe he still has dreams in his heart.

Pushing open the door, Ling Feng was stunned.

In the bathroom facing the door, there was a large wooden barrel, half a person high, and the bathroom was full. The barrel was steaming, and the old man was busy beside the barrel, testing the temperature of the water with his hands, and adding some powdered things to the barrel from time to time, and a stream of medicinal gas came to his face.

When the old man saw Ling Feng coming back, he said, "Quickly enter the wooden barrel, this is the time when the medicine is at its best." Originally, Ling Feng said in the morning that he would have to think carefully before deciding whether to apprentice, but at this time, the old man didn't seem to care about Ling Feng's thoughts, and only blindly urged Ling Feng to quickly enter the barrel. Seeing Ling Feng's puzzled look, the old man didn't explain, only sneered: "Are you still afraid that the old man will harm you?" ”

Ling Feng didn't mention the matter of apprenticeship, it wasn't that he didn't want to apprentice, but he had never experienced a similar scene before, so he didn't know how to express it, so let's talk about it after a while.

According to the old man's instructions, Ling Feng sat down in the wooden barrel relaxed, the smell of medicine on his face was not pungent, and the water temperature was not too high.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you think that the old man I worked hard to make you a potion to make you sleep?" ”

Ling Feng suddenly woke up, opened his heavy eyelids, and was speechless.

The old man didn't say much, and slowly taught some breathing and breathing techniques, so that Ling Feng could meditate and comprehend in the bathtub.

At the beginning, Ling Feng could not calm down, he was only sweating profusely, and he could not achieve an accommodating conversion between breath and breath. Fortunately, the bathroom was full of steam, and he was not afraid that the old man would see his embarrassment.

The old man didn't seem to care whether Ling Feng could fully comprehend it, and slowly walked into the living room, picked up the food brought by Ling Feng and chewed it, sighing while eating: "There is food but no wine, it's a pity!" ”

After a while, Ling Feng finally suppressed the boredom in his heart, breathed and breathed according to the method taught by the old man, and gradually entered the realm of forgetting things and self. The steam in the barrel was slowly rising and volatilizing, fogging the entire bathroom, but as Ling Feng slowly mastered the rhythm of his breathing, the steam gathered around his body, expanding and expanding with the rhythm of his breathing.

The old man looked at this situation, both surprised and relieved. This young man was able to calm down so quickly and comprehend the method of breathing and breathing, thinking that he would not be able to enter the realm of forgetting things and self in such a short time. Although it is said that this medicinal solution for cutting the marrow has played a great auxiliary role, the talent of the young man is also amazing.

As Ling Feng breathed, the medicinal properties in the steam slowly melted into his body along the pores, warming his bones and washing his meridians.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Feng opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a little more brilliance in his dark eyes. By this time, the water in the barrel had already cooled, and there was not a trace of steam in the bathroom. Ling Feng, who felt refreshed, found that there was a faint layer of black oil on the surface of his body, emitting bursts of foul smell. This black oil stain is the impurity that was forced out of his body when the liquid medicine was cut and cleansed.

After he finished rinsing, the old man used his internal force to help him dredge the meridians.

You must know that Ling Feng is almost thirty years old, long past the best age for martial arts, and most of the meridians in his body have been clogged. According to common sense, if you practice internal skills again at this time, you will definitely get half the effort, and you may not even make an inch of progress for several years. The old man was a scholar of heaven and man, proficient in pharmacology, and his internal strength was also extremely profound, so he came up with a method supplemented by medicine and dredging with internal force to lay the foundation for Ling Feng.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, entering the realm of forgetting things and self between breaths, his body relaxed, and he felt the hot warm current transmitted by the old man's hands on his back. At first, the warm current flowed quickly through the whole body, and I felt very comfortable, but when the warm current concentrated on the abdomen, I only felt that there were thousands of knives in the abdomen. Where had Ling Feng suffered such a pain, he immediately snorted in pain, and his breathing became disordered.

& Husband Zihan, can't even stand this little bit of suffering? The old man's sneering voice came into Ling Feng's ears.

Ling Feng was originally a person with strong self-esteem, and when he heard this, he didn't say anything anymore, kept his mind, and spit it out according to the method taught by the old man, and in a moment, his breathing had returned to normal, but the sweat of his whole body was the size of a bean.

The old man secretly praised and increased the output of internal force.

For those who practice martial arts, especially those who practice internal kung fu, dantian is the first place. People have upper, middle and lower three dantians, and the upper dantian is the place where the superintendent is sealed, also known as "mud pill palace"; The middle dantian is the acupoint in the middle of the chest, and it is the gathering place of the sect's qi; The lower dantian is the Ren Maiguan Yuan acupoint, and the place three inches below the umbilicus is where the essence is hidden. No matter how deep the old man's internal strength is, it is almost impossible to break through Ling Feng's size Zhou Tian with his own strength. But if the dantian is opened, Ling Feng can gradually recover his qi by himself, consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan, supplemented by the inside, the external force is the mainstay, and the internal and external forces are attacked, so that it is possible to open up the eight veins of the Qi Jing. The middle of the dantian is especially important to the lower dantian, so the old man went all out to help Ling Feng get through the lower dantian.

Warm sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the windows, and tiny flickers of light dotted the room. In the bathroom, Ling Feng sat cross-legged in the big wooden barrel, his hands were sealed, his eyes were closed, his breathing seemed to be nothing, and there was almost no interval between exhalation and inhalation.

Opening his eyes, Ling Feng felt refreshed, although he hadn't rested much all night, he didn't have the slightest hint of tiredness, he stood up and took a cold shower, and felt even more refreshed.

At this time, the old man was meditating cross-legged in the inner room, and his originally rosy cheeks were a little pale, and it seemed that his energy was really consumed yesterday. Ling Feng was grateful in his heart, didn't dare to disturb, closed the door lightly, and went out to work.

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