Chapter 3: Breathing Tips
"Breathing tips!"
Dongfang is easy to face.
He has never been in contact with the inner breath; But I still know a little bit about qigong. In addition to the posture standard, what is more important is the breathing method, or breathing rhythm, that is not passed on.
There is a way to pass on a sentence that is true, and ten thousand books are falsely transmitted.
If you don't break through this barrier, you will only wander outside the door until you die; Of course, even if it is broken, it may not be very powerful, and the performance of those qigong masters in Lanxing is really ...... It's hard to put into words...... So he didn't put much effort into it back then.
"Senior Brother Zhao!"
"Hello senior brother!"
At this time, Zhao Xu was parading around proudly to show his majesty.
Once the power is in hand, the order will be carried out!
Let me take more than a dozen of his younger brothers to surround him, and throw it out as if he didn't want money.
Xiang Daxiong was also a little moved, and wanted to be familiar with his face, but because of his face, he was embarrassed to step forward. He doesn't move, and the boys under him naturally don't act on their own.
"I'm in trouble." Dongfang Yi frowned.
The face is not maintained by strong support, but the embodiment of strength, or an incidental.
He had already seen this clearly and didn't care; But the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!
The Cult of the Sun and Moon God does not look like the right way; It's okay if the talent is just better, and there is a high probability that it will become a member of the key training; It's too good...... The consequences are unpredictable.
Therefore, it is inconvenient to consult Zhao Xu about breathing tips now.
But these teenagers are not very talented, and if they want to practice routines, they will have to take a month, to say the least.
The daylilies are cold!
After thinking for a moment, Dongfang Yi turned around and entered the kitchen.
The kitchen is next to the cafeteria, and it is 300 square meters.
To the east is a large stove of five, and more than a dozen handymen are busy preparing meals.
There is a small stove at the west end, and dozens of bundles of Chinese medicine of different shapes are stacked next to it.
Simmer over low heat.
The pot is bubbling and smelling strangely sweet.
The gray-haired old man stared at the tumbling potion and threw in two handfuls of herbs from time to time.
This old man was wearing the clothes of a foreign affairs disciple, with one eye, and a finger-thick scar on the left side of his face, which was quite terrifying.
Obviously, this is an experienced veteran!
"Morinda officinalis, Xianmao, Eucommia, interrupted, Cistanche, Epimedium ...... I don't know a few other things very well, but they have a fishy sweet smell, which should also be a great tonic! Generally, Chinese medicine prescriptions pay attention to the harmony of yin and yang, and the lord and monarch match. If the strong medicine is the master, you have to use the yin attribute medicine to reconcile one or two, so as not to hurt the body if the medicine is too strong. ”
"But these are all big tonics, boiled into a pot...... The young man is already angry, and then he eats ......"
"Even if it's just a small lump, in the long run, something will happen."
Dongfang Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and after ten breaths, he hugged his fists and begged for hemp rope.
"Go!"
The old man waved impatiently.
"Excuse me."
Dongfang Yi retreated apologetically, and at the same time touched two hemp ropes in his arms.
If you don't say no, you agree!
To be a man, you have to take the initiative!!
……
Sneak out of the manor and into the woods with a familiar car.
Make a ferrule out of hemp rope and twigs, and sprinkle the brown rice that comes from it.
Then, in several other directions, small pits were dug, sharp branches were made, and hemp rope was added to make a ferrule.
With that done, it's almost noon.
Just like yesterday, let me go is surrounded by a large group of teenagers.
"Huh?" He looked around, quickly noticed that something was wrong, frowned and asked, "What about Ma Dagen?" ”
Ma Dagen is honest, not like a scheming lazy person.
"I don't see it."
"I don't think I saw him in the morning."
"I tossed for most of the night last night, shouldn't I have fallen out of the pit yet!"
The teenagers replied giggling, quite gloating.
Although they work under the same boss, they don't have a good relationship with each other. Meat is limited, if you take one more bite, I will take one less. Now that there is less personal meat, I can still drop more by myself!
……
"Pot, meat." Dongfang Bai bit his index finger and drooled at the small bowl.
"It's useless to shout, Boss Ren has spoken."
Li Fatzi copied the chopsticks, and the gravy was all copied.
Dongfang's white circles were red, but this time, he didn't cry.
Dongfang Yi glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it. Now it's not at home, there are countless people who pet Dongfang Bai. Wandering outside, I can't stand this grievance and frustration, so it's better to ......
At this time, Dongfang Yi's attention was all on Fat Li.
This fat man is a ruthless man, and Ma Dagen just collected half of the meat foam as instructed. He directly increased the amount, took most of it, and when he finally turned it in, it was less than Ma Dagen's handover!
……
The two were eating, and Dongfang Bai suddenly whispered: "Pot, I miss my father and mother a little bit." ”
Dongfang Yi continued to eat as if he hadn't heard it.
Dongfang Bai's voice lowered: "Why didn't my father and mother come to Xiaobai yet?" Are we hiding too well? ”
"Why don't we go back? I don't want to play hide and seek anymore. ”
She has been hiding for one, two, and three years after following the pot...... It's been many, many days, and I can't count them on two small hands.
……
After the lunch break.
Zhao Xu took office as a new official and arrived at the school very early to practice the nine-day sun and moon boxing.
Dongfang Yi observed carefully, but also found some tricks.
The move is generally divided into starting and closing, when the momentum starts, Zhao Xu basically inhales in the chest cavity in the early stage, and when this style reaches its peak, he begins to exhale.
Why Basic?
Because after practicing thirty moves, Zhao Xu's rhythm began to be chaotic, and he didn't breathe according to the previous rules!
Dongfang Yi guessed that there was a high probability that Zhao Xu was not familiar with the moves, so there was no way to coordinate; But this is just speculation, and it may be that you will have to change your breathing rate after 30 strokes.
After all, a secret that can be peeked at by observing it is not qualified to be called a secret!
……
Night!
The innermost bunk room.
Li Fat Man rubbed his stomach and lay back on the bed.
The number of times he went to the thatched house, Ma Dagen was still diligent, and he had been tossed more than a dozen times, and his feet were weak. If he pulled it any further, he really doubted that he would be able to get out of the hut alive.
"Fat Li, can you live in peace?!"
"Yesterday Ma Dagen, today you again! You two don't want the boss to have a good rest! ”
"Don't come back like Ma Dagen!"
The teenagers complained.
Li Fatzi relied on his flamboyant tongue to please Boss Ren, hid back when he worked hard, rushed to the front when he did good things, and the relationship with everyone was very stiff.
"Say less." Let me go.
To be the boss, his subordinates need to sing black faces like Li Fatzi. In addition, last night, Ma Dagen didn't see anyone after pulling his stomach; Now Fat Li also has diarrhea for no reason, which is afraid of ...... Not so proper.
"Boss." The fat man was quite moved.
"Go to the kitchen and boil some hot water, it should be useful."
"Okay, I'll go."
Li Fat Man staggered out with his stomach in his hands, but after a few steps, his stomach rolled violently.
had no choice but to turn around and rush to the thatched house.
Bang!
I didn't take off my pants, and I had a pain in the back of my head and lost consciousness.
Dongfang Yi slowly closed his eyes.
Sacrifice luck, the mind becomes clearer, and new discoveries are made.
In the first thirty styles, Zhao Xu seemed to be breathing at the same rhythm, but in fact, there were subtle differences, basically every ten times, there was a chest cavity bulging amplitude.
In layman's terms, it's a deep breath!
Nine shallow and one deep!
But how deep is this, how deep is it!
Is it deep into the lower abdomen? Or go deeper...... There's really no way to judge by observation!