The meridians refer to the pathways through which the qi and blood in the human body run, and now there is a certain kind of air flow in Zhao Jing's body that is not usually felt, as if it is running in countless intertwined pathways, constantly running.

Exhaling and inhaling is a very simple process, except for some strange small movements in the body, it is not like the description in Xiuxian, like ants devouring the body, or like a warm current surging by.

And now it is not the body that provides Zhao Jing with the warm current of legendary shame, but the mind. It's a very abstract feeling, and if I had to describe it, there is a cold breath that slowly transforms into a peaceful breath that clears the mind.

Ah, close your eyes, it's as if the whole world is fluttering.

Ah, where did the warm spring breeze blow...... Ah no, it's autumn......

Old man Peng put his hands behind his back, looked at Zhao Jing who was cross-legged and vomited, and stroked his beard and was amazed, he had never seen someone with such a high frequency of vomiting.

I have been in the Heavenly Master Bureau for many years, and I have watched batch after batch of young people in the bureau practice qigong, but none of them can breathe beyond the scope of normal people.

Zhao Jing opened his eyes and was startled by the face of the old man in front of him.

Old man Peng said: "Boy, your speed of spitting is so fast, is it the effect of the bone fist made by that girl that day?" ”

Zhao Jing was puzzled: "What bone fist?" ”

"It's the one your good daughter practiced!" Old man Peng pointed to Zhao Yuan, who was still boxing by himself.

Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, then his mind turned sharply, and he rolled his eyes and said: "Oh (⊙o⊙), this is not called bone broth, this is called bone removal fist, so that a folk martial arts skill, under the influence of it, I can vomit so fast." ”

Old man Peng waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "Okay, I don't read much, you don't want to fool me, my skills can't match the eight poles of qigong, my godfather and I are old, and I don't covet any of your cheats, don't say it." ”

In this regard, Zhao Jing only smiled awkwardly and did not speak.

"Different qigong is practiced through different routes of luck, and the hardness of the cultivation is different, so there is a distinction between high and low qigong. And my set of kung fu has been inherited for a long time, it is the best luck route, as long as you practice diligently at this speed, it is very easy to practice to the level. Then, Old Man Peng continued to introduce to Zhao Jing.

"Then, there are only qigong cultivation methods, and there are no specific martial arts skills?" Zhao Jing looked at him and asked suspiciously.

Qigong only cultivates the body, and martial arts skills are commonly known as fighting skills. Old man Peng won't just quench his qi and not learn martial arts.

Old man Peng said very simply: "Of course...... No! Qigong and martial arts are two different things, and there is no such thing as a specific combination. The skills I learned were inherited by the Heavenly Master Bureau, and they couldn't compare to the bone-unloading fist you practiced. Your boxing technique is a good thing, if you practice it well, and with the addition of qigong, your strength can be greatly improved. ”

When Zhao Jing heard this, he clenched his fists tightly, and he could no longer hide the surprise in his eyes. There are still eight days left, and he must find a way to improve himself as much as possible during this time.

Old man Peng looked at Zhao Jing's appearance and frowned: "The most taboo thing in martial arts training is to take shortcuts, and laying a solid foundation is the real ability." ”

Old man Peng has been practicing martial arts for many years, and these experiences are naturally valuable. But Zhao Jing obviously didn't listen, now that time is running out, he can't allow him to cultivate slowly, if he didn't know that taking drugs and practicing martial arts has no effect, he will definitely let Sister Yan spend money to buy a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures to come back and eat as food.

Seeing that Zhao Jing's attitude was so firm, Old Man Peng shook his head, slightly unhappy in his heart.

Although he taught Zhao Jing Qigong in the name of trading, this was his master's unique Qigong after all, if he didn't really mean to find an heir, then even if Zhao Jing took out something good, he couldn't make Old Man Peng waver. Many seniors of the older generation can hardly avoid these gateway views and inheritance limitations.

Although the Heavenly Master Bureau has a group of self-sacrificing and unknown heroes, the decline of its Taoism is largely due to this feudal ideology of self-cherishing.

……

"Hello!"

Zhao Jing was attracted by the sound, and he saw Zhao Yuan twitch his nose.

Autumn has arrived, the weather is getting cold, and the little girl is a little cold after stopping some exercise.

Zhao Jing stood up, took out a towel from her backpack, and wiped her sweat. If you don't dry your sweat quickly after exercising, you can catch a cold easily.

He hadn't been out of the cabinet before...... Oh no, when he got married, his mother often treated him as a child, and every time she came back from playing, she nagged Zhao Jing, don't just take a shower, wipe off the sweat first.

After being nagged by his mother for so long, Zhao Jing, who was too lazy to wipe his sweat before, finally used this skill and used it on his daughter.

"Smart kid, don't move!"

Zhao Jing was wiping his sweat and patted the little girl to twist her waist.

"Who is Mo Dong? Can he count to a hundred? Zhao Yuan really didn't move, but she was not obedient, but attracted attention by another thing.

"Don't move, that is, don't move?"

"Who do you mean by not moving?"

"You're talking so much!"

……

When I worshiped my godfather before, I said that my godfather taught his godson qigong, and my godson would teach my godfather to draw talismans.

So after learning the cultivation method of qigong, in the next time, Zhao Jing fulfilled his promise and taught the old man Peng how to draw the demon charm.

In addition to practicing martial arts, Old Man Peng's other hobby is to draw talismans, and it can be said that he is a madman who draws talismaniacs. People who have been immersed in the craft of drawing talismans for decades can learn a new talisman with extraordinary efficiency.

At noon, Zhao Jing said goodbye to Old Man Peng, and the old man, who was immersed in the drawing, didn't raise his eyelids at all. For this kind of crazy demon-like concentration, Zhao Jingda admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps, in the next few days, he can also learn like Old Man Peng, and improve his greatest strength.

went downstairs, Zhuang Yan just drove the car downstairs.

"Get in the car, Zhao Dong knows that you haven't eaten, so he waited at home." The driver's window was pulled down, revealing Zhuang Yan's face.

Zhao Jing nodded, and then carried his daughter into the car.

"Sister Zhuang, let me ask you something, is there really no way to improve quickly in the Bone Removal Fist?"

After getting into the car and hesitating for a moment, Zhao Jing still asked Zhuang Yan with a glimmer of hope.

"Yes!" Zhuang Yandao, who was driving.

"What way?!" Zhao Jing showed a look of surprise, he already had a general idea of qigong, and he just had to go home and practice it.

Zhao Jing has learned the Bone Removal Fist for so long, and has changed from a little white to a man who has half a foot on the first step, if there is a quick way, he may be able to touch the threshold.

"It's very simple, just increase the intensity of the exercises. This is the quickest way to do it. Zhuang Yan said calmly.

"Huh!"

Zhao Jing sneered.

What's wrong with this world, a shy aunt like Zhuang Yan has also learned the routine.