An hour later.

[Su Xiaobai, 20-year-old youth, initial ability: Sage's hand, strange magic: breathing technique (beginner)]

After Su Xiaobai mastered the breathing, his breathing gradually coincided with the rhythm of Old Man Han.

Runes flickered in his mind, guiding the body to metamorphose, eventually reaching a threshold.

Taking a deep breath, his breath swelled up, and for a moment he froze in place, holding his breath and not moving like a mountain.

"Hold your breath for 20 seconds." Seeing this, Old Man Han reminded in a deep voice.

The reason why this is required is because if you want to completely activate the magical power of the breath collection technique, you must first guide the body to restrain the breath until it is completely in a breath-holding state.

This process takes about 20 seconds.

As time passed, Su Xiaobai's existence seemed to be being erased, and his breath became gradually weaker........

"Three seconds left, hold on." Old man Han raised three fingers and prompted.

As soon as the words fell, the first finger fell........

Su Xiaobai's face turned red, and at the same time, his breath decreased greatly.

The second finger fell again, and the breath weakened again!

"Look at your body." Old Man Han said with a smile and put the last finger down.

Twenty seconds passed, Su Xiaobai opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that his hands and feet had become translucent, reflecting a yellow-brown color, like glass!

"The reason why the breathing technique can be ranked among the "strange arts" is because of this transparent ability, which you can also call - hidden! ”

Old man Han explained proudly.

"Also, the insidious state is related to the amount of time you hold your breath. The longer the breath-holding time, the more obvious and persistent the concealment becomes. ”

Stimulated by his words, Su Xiaobai came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and continued to hold his breath, because he wanted to challenge his limits in one go!

"Do you still want to hold on? But don't be reckless, just do it in moderation. ”

Old man Han got up slowly, reminded him, and turned around and walked towards the medicine jar.

The space fell silent, as if all were waiting for the result........

In the end, after holding his breath for a minute and five seconds, Su Xiaobai opened his eyes abruptly and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The lungs contracted and expanded violently, and after a few breaths, they returned to their normal state.

"If it's an emergency, plus the exertion of exercise, this time will not be enough ........"

Su Xiaobai analyzed and found the limitations of the Breath Gathering Technique, or rather, the advanced method.

The breath-holding time determines the strength and duration of the breath-gathering technique, and is the only measure of proficiency in this strange magic.

However, this also shows its infinite potential, if you hold your breath for a long time, such as ten minutes of perversion, won't you be completely invisible?

The breath cannot be detected, the physical body disappears, and all the sounds are dissipated, and this state is the upper limit of the breathing technique.

However, judging from Su Xiaobai's mortal body at present, without professional breath-holding training, it is extremely difficult to reach one minute and ten seconds when sitting quietly.

"It's not much better for you to practice for the first time, you have to practice more and use it more," Old Man Han turned his back to him and said shyly, "I think back then, the longest time I could hold on to it was eight times that of yours." ”

When Su Xiaobai heard this, he shrugged his shoulders and slowly stood up.

Except for some discomfort in the back, everything else is normal.

"Han Duangong, I'll go out."

After all, he cared about the situation of the team members, he looked at the back of Old Man Han and said hello, and walked towards the door.

Coming to the foot of the old tree, Su Xiaobai squatted down skillfully and turned on the chat mode again.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of chat history popped up.

[I've already qualified for the promotion, how are you doing?] 】

[Me too.] 】

..........

At a cursory glance, it roughly means that Zhao Zilong and the "High Monk" have successfully obtained the qualification for promotion, and judging from the sending time, it should be about half an hour later than themselves.

After understanding the general situation, Su Xiaobai also joined the channel discussion.

Little Girl: [No news yet?] 】

Almost in seconds, several messages appeared in front of his eyes.

Dawei Tianlong Monk: [No, an hour ago, contact was cut off. 】

Zhao Zilong in Xia Changshan: [I hope I don't want to eat the banquet. 】

Dawei Tianlong Monk: [You can wait for about 27 hours at most.] If we exceed this time, we will be forced to advance........]

That's right, at present, all three of them have already qualified for the promotion, and this extra time can naturally be consumed; But for short-sleeved teenagers, it is a mission with a serious injury, but it is precious.

So Su Xiaobai also knows that these times are life for short-sleeved teenagers.

Little girl: [Then the three of us will wait, if anyone wants to quit halfway, just choose to advance.] 】

Dawei Tianlong High Monk: [Okay, the ghost knows where he will go after the promotion, and it is not bad to stay in this place first. 】

Zhao Zilong in Xia Changshan: [No comment. 】

..........

After getting everyone's response, Su Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief and turned off the chat mode.

Since there is still plenty of time, you can also go to the Qixi temple fair that night, and maybe you can grab a few tributes to taste.

Besides, being able to be said to be a "beautiful thing" by Guan Ye naturally has its own unique charm.

Thinking of this, his mood was much better, and he turned around and walked back slowly.

At this time, the medicinal fragrance was already very strong, and the old man Han who was sitting on the threshold held a spoon in his hand and scooped a few spoonfuls of the hot decoction into the bowl.

It didn't take long for a bowl full of wormwood juice to sit on the table, and a white bandage opened up.

"Sit down." Old man Han commanded in a low voice.

Su Xiaobai heard the sound, pulled a chair and sat down obediently.

After about a few breaths, a warm feeling came from my back, a little numb, very comfortable.

"Xie Han Duangong!"

"It doesn't matter."

After a brief exchange, Su Xiaobai leaned back in his chair leisurely, looked up at the sky, and watched the sunset fall down the mountain little by little.

At this moment, dusk is approaching, and the grand scene of the Qixi temple fair, which is only once a year, is about to arrive as scheduled.

"Are you interested in attending the temple fair at night?"

Old man Han, who was sitting on the threshold, suddenly looked up and said, smoking a cigarette as he asked.

Su Xiaobai came back to his senses from his daze and responded affirmatively.

"That's right, it's up to you to represent our boys' team!"

"What are you fighting for?"

"Needle and beggar, your hibiscus embroidery is really good, although another green leaf is not woven, but it can be seen that it is also skillful."

"It's been a long time since we've had a male skillful hand in our village........"

Old man Han said self-righteously, and seemed to be very optimistic about Su Xiaobai.

But as everyone knows, the embroidery picture that Su Xiaobai got in his hand was a semi-finished product, and the part he knitted was the green leaf, the worst embroidery in the whole picture.

"Ah, this .........."

Su Xiaobai muttered to himself, feeling a great pressure at the moment...........