Chapter 25: Perception
Time, February 1, 22240 in the Yuan calendar.
Today is a memorable day for Song Tianpeng. Because after midnight this day, he will turn 18 years old.
Back then, 18 years ago, Song Tianpeng was still on the earth, and he lived a "tasteful" life, and he didn't recruit anyone or provoke anyone. The standard five-good man, who doesn't smoke or drink, occasionally goes to the Internet café to steal some movies to increase the fun of life, but he came here for no reason. Perhaps coincidentally, the planet's date algorithm is almost identical to the Chinese lunar calendar, with 12 months in a year, 30 days in a month, and even the solar terms in the calendar are exactly the same as those in China. The thing that calculates the specific time in this world is called Zhong Shu, and when it is a circular energy, it is about the size of a watch, but it has only one hand, and it needs to be recharged again after one to twenty-four hours
God gave Song Tianpeng a chance to start all over again, and Song Tianpeng in this life is destined to live a more wonderful life than the previous life
The morning air is fresh and fresh, with a breeze blowing and a faint scent of flowers. Occasionally, a few birds chirp, and it is peaceful and quiet.
Song Tianpeng, as always, was playing Tai Chi by the lake of Taiping Lake, feeling the strength and speed of the surrounding air flow. Every movement that comes from the heart is like flowing water, and it is one with nature.
If someone peeked from the side, they would definitely think that Song Tianpeng should be a part of this nature.
For ten years, Song Tianpeng has been exercising his body's perception. The hard work pays off, and now Song Tianpeng almost grasps the pulse of the air.
Although his eyes were closed, although the wind was very light this morning, Song Tianpeng could still tell the strength of the air flow in which direction from all directions, if someone threw a stone at him at this time, Song Tianpeng could tell the other party with certainty, "I can dodge it", provided that this person's cultivation is not too high than himself.
Just like the master in the movie I watched in my previous life, the sword arrived before the qi arrived, if you can sensitively feel the speed of the air flow, you can avoid the enemy's attack even if you close your eyes, of course, this is the most ideal state that Song Tianpeng thinks. There are still many external factors, such as the huge difference in rank, even if you feel it, you can't avoid it. After all, the reaction speed has a certain relationship with the level.
Slowly retract the left foot, both hands, draw a circle from the bottom to the top of the head from the inside out, to the top of the head, palm down, slowly press down, and gently exhale a breath of turbidity in the mouth, which is the standard closing action of Song Tianpeng every time he finishes the eighty-eight style Taijiquan. Slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out of his eyes. Sensing the warmth coming from the dantian, Song Tianpeng nodded with satisfaction.
Every time Song Tianpeng finished Tai Chi, his whole body was indescribably comfortable, and there was always a warm current flowing with the blood in his veins, almost all the meridians of the whole body, and finally converged on his dantian.
In fact, these are all the credit of Tai Chi. When Song Tianpeng played Tai Chi, the pores of the whole body absorbed the essence of heaven and earth from nature, and with the continuous breathing, the essence kept circulating in the body, broadening the meridians little by little, refining the strength of the body, and finally transforming into his own This is the reason why Tai Chi is summarized as an internal boxing.
The main feature of Tai Chi is that the movements are arc-shaped, coherent and round, which is a combination of guidance and breathing, as well as the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, and forms a kind of internal and external, soft, slow, and light boxing.
In the world where Song Tianpeng is now, this kind of boxing method is unique, who would have thought that this seemingly slow and weak boxing method has so many benefits
Seeing that his own strength is improving little by little, how can Song Tianpeng not be happy.
"Brother Dan, let's go in, it's time to go home for dinner!" Walking to the pet egg, Song Tianpeng raised his hand and touched it.
When will this little guy come out, Song Tianpeng was still full of expectations at first, hoping that his pet would look more stylish, so that he could walk sideways on the street, after all, there are still very few children with magic pets.
But now, eighteen years later, the egg is still the egg.
It is worth mentioning that this pet egg turned from white to blood red on the night of Song Tianpeng's first birthday, probably just starting to wake up, and then changed color every two years, and the size is also bigger, so far, the pet egg has changed nine colors, respectively, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, and returned to the original color.
Regarding this situation, Song Tianpeng also asked Li Jing, but Li Jing was also the second monk and couldn't figure it out. Just say "this pet must be extraordinary". Indeed, there is no demon pet in the world that has been hatched for eighteen years and has not broken the shell, and I have never heard of it
"What color will it turn into tonight?" Song Tianpeng thought about the possible situation as he walked back.
Because it's not a weekend, I have to go to school after breakfast.
Song Tianpeng arrived at the school with the newly designed clothing drawings after a while, this picture was drawn by Xiao Song while he was free from practice, every day except for playing Tai Chi in the early morning, removing school and eating, most of the rest of the time Song Tianpeng is practicing, studying the exercises, this year if you don't practice, you can't do it, in case you meet a master, you can only be beaten, how embarrassing.
When he came to the classroom, Song Tianpeng found that Sun Zifan and Di Yiming were sitting on their seats and looking at themselves with a smile, he didn't expect that Di Fatzi would arrive earlier than him today, and it must be nothing good for these two to get together.
"Second brother, morning, hahahaha" The two said in unison.
"Hmm, fat man, why are you so early today! It seems that something is wrong, why do you look so obscene now?"
Something is wrong, it's better to be careful, Song Tianpeng reminded himself in his heart, his eyes looked around, and he stared closely at the every move of these two people.
"Oh, second brother, why are you so nervous, we won't hurt you. ”
"It's hard to say!" Song Tianpeng muttered, it's still okay not to hurt yourself.
"Isn't it your birthday today, we were just discussing how to give it to you. Di Yiming explained.
The explanation is to cover up, Song Tianpeng is convinced of this, these two boys must have thought of some bad idea to yin themselves.
"Second brother, happy birthday!"
Song Tianpeng was still thinking about how to deal with the two boys in front of him, when he heard a pleasant voice behind him. Xiao Song is very familiar with the owner of the voice, besides Tang Ning, which girl knows her birthday today!
Song Tianpeng turned around and looked at the source of the sound. Today, Tang Ning dressed himself very carefully. The side-tied ponytail is Xiao Song's favorite girl's hairstyle, natural and casual. His face was flushed, and his breathing was a little rapid, and it was obvious that he had just run. A blue casual suit on the top and a purple pleated skirt on the bottom are all styles that have just been launched.
Tang Ning's whole person looked innocent and cute, and Song Tianpeng was a little stunned, and forgot to say hello for a while.
Tang Ning really dressed himself up very carefully today. After so many years of contact, Tang Ning has already deduced some of Song Tianpeng's preferences from daily life, such as liking to watch girls with ponytails, especially those tied on the side. Purple and blue are always included in the design of clothes.
I have to say that the little girl's guess is very accurate.
Seeing Song Tianpeng looking at him blankly, Tang Ning's heart was sweet.
"Stupid!" Tang Ning glanced at Song Tianpeng angrily, and then sat on his seat with his back to him, Song Tianpeng kept staring at him and was still a little shy.
Song Tianpeng came back to his senses from his daze, his performance just now was indeed a little gaffe, and he coughed lightly to relieve the embarrassment, "Ning'er's clothes are so beautiful today!"
"Is it?, are only the clothes beautiful?" Hearing Song Tianpeng's praise, Tang Ning immediately turned his head, put his hand on the back of the chair, pressed his head on it, blinked his big eyes and asked with more interest.
"Hmm~~~, cough cough, hmm~~~" Song Tianpeng almost couldn't hold it anymore.
"Of course not, the main thing is that our Ning'er itself is in good condition, how can we carve good things if we don't have a good mold, hehehe~~" Song Tianpeng said flatteringly, looking a little underwhelmed. "Do you think it?" asked symbolically as he spoke, looking back for a helper, which would be more convincing, but he didn't know that when he looked back, he saw two faces in a daze. Di Fat Man was even more exaggerated, his mouth was half open, and his saliva was about to drip down
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