I don't know how long it took, Song Haowen finally completely despaired, the swelling of the dantian had evolved into a swelling of the whole body, and the limbs and hundreds of bones were extremely stretched and deformed, and the resulting tearing pain made him unable to bear it anymore.

He thought that this time he would not be able to escape the catastrophe, and instead of dying in such pain, it would be better to kill himself and destroy it in advance, and maybe there would be a chance to be reborn again.

Thinking of this, Song Haowen made a heart, and without hesitation, he immediately stopped the cultivation of reversing the meridians.

Since the true qi is obtained by cultivating clockwise, then simply increase the true qi and let yourself be destroyed quickly.

With the mentality of destroying at any time, he began to cultivate clockwise according to the order of the meridians.

However, what made Song Haowen feel strange was that if he usually cultivated in this order, he would soon produce true qi, and then, these true qi would flow into the sea like a trickle and enter the dantian, and when the true qi in the dantian was full, the cultivation would begin to fail, and the true qi would no longer be generated, and at this time, he would also stop cultivating.

And this time he cultivated according to the usual method, not only could he not produce true qi, but instead brought a small amount of true qi out of the dantian and into the meridians, and as his cultivation continued, more and more true qi entered his meridians from the dantian, from thin as a gossamer, to a trickle, and then to a thick arm, forming a majestic internal force.

At the same time, the pressure in the dantian decreases sharply, although it is still as vast as the sea, but there is no pain of expansion, but it gives people a sense of peace, breadth and mystery.

This made Song Haowen very pleasantly surprised. Originally regarded death as his home, but he became the key to saving his life, and because of a blessing in disguise, he obtained the legendary internal strength and possessed a certain amount of internal strength.

What made him feel even more amazing was that when he stopped cultivating, the majestic true qi in the meridians would automatically retreat into the dantian, and the true qi that returned to the dantian did not make his dantian bulge again, as he feared, but more like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, natural, peaceful, and disappeared without a trace.

In addition, this time, the meridians are not as empty as in the past, after the true qi merges into the dantian, it is immediately empty, and there is no true qi left, but a very small part of the true qi is still stuck in the meridians and continues to run, that is to say, no matter what state Song Haowen's body is in, whether it is working or resting, it will automatically cultivate and help him advance his internal strength.

When Song Haowen was in pain and on the verge of death just now, he didn't shed a single tear, but at this moment, he couldn't help but cry for a long time.

Suddenly, the sound of firecrackers came from nowhere, waking him up from his sleep. After a moment of ignorance, he couldn't help but feel stunned: everything that had just happened was a dream, a grotesque and strange dream that began with a nightmare and ended with a sweet dream.

He self-deprecatingly tried to wipe away his tears with a pillow towel and comforted himself: As long as it's okay, everything will be fine. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the sound of firecrackers on the street that woke Song Haowen up sounded again.

This time it was not a lonely sound, but a series of explosions, which made his attention suddenly shift to the sound of firecrackers, making him feel a feeling of blood boiling.

In the previous life, due to the ban on the city, the city was less exciting, amazing, unexpected and enthusiastic, and thus became bland, boring, mechanical and cold-blooded.

Song Haowen didn't feel sleepy anymore, he got up and came to the courtyard, took a deep breath of cool air, and suddenly felt a lot clearer.

He stretched, moved his neck and limbs, and then habitually began to practice Tai Chi Xuangong.

Just as he was setting up the frame and preparing to launch a palm, he suddenly felt a wave of true qi burst out of the dantian, and it reached his palm at once, he couldn't help but feel a spirit, and the palm power was instantly released, and it actually hit the ceramic flower pot a meter away in the air, and the flower pot fell from the flower bed to the floor tiles, and it was instantly shattered.

Song Haowen was frightened into a cold sweat, and immediately sent several palms in a row, and found that the palm had palm power, although the palm force was not very large, only a dozen catties of impact, but this was enough to shock the world.

He suddenly realized that the scene in the dream was real, but he was in a state of stupor.

This made Song Haowen overjoyed and confident. He thought that over time, as his true qi became more and more, his internal strength would naturally become stronger and stronger, and it would no longer be a dream to become a martial arts master.

Then, Song Haowen repeatedly cultivated multiple reincarnations, and soon he was able to skillfully use the true qi in the dantian to form internal forces of different sizes, not only the attack power was powerful, but the defense power also increased by several percent.

Seeing that it was about to be school time, Song Haowen had to suppress his excitement, temporarily stop practicing, pick up his schoolbag, go to a roadside snack shop to buy two steamed buns for breakfast, and then went to school.

As soon as Song Haowen walked into the classroom, he was called over by Zhu Hongyu, saying that the counselor, Mr. Jin, had something to look for him and asked him to go over immediately.

When asked what was the matter, she shook her head, saying she didn't know. Listening to the bell ringing for class, he hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to rush to class, but to go to Mr. Jin's place first to see what was going on, and how he would explain it if he asked about the article in the "Beijing Evening News" yesterday.

When Song Haowen walked into the counselor's office with apprehension, Mr. Jin was sitting alone at his desk reading a book.

He stepped forward to greet Mr. Jin, who looked at him and said to him with a smile, "Congratulations." This time for the postgraduate entrance examination, you are the only one in my class who applied for the examination, and you have passed the preliminary examination and are eligible to participate in the re-examination. Tomorrow afternoon, the school's graduate school committee will conduct an interview with your batch of students who have passed the test, and I hope you can pass the test smoothly. This is your notice of retest. Song Haowen didn't expect that Mr. Jin was looking for him for this matter, and he was immediately very excited, took the notice, and said thank you twice.

Teacher Jin looked at the young student in front of him kindly, and his heart was full of affection: "You don't have to go to class for these two days, go back and prepare for the re-examination according to the requirements on the notice." Although you don't need to test much knowledge in the interview, there are some questions that need to be thought about and prepared in advance, otherwise, once asked, you will be nervous and answer the wrong questions. Of course, I believe in you, and the retest performance will be perfect. After coming out of the counselor's office, Song Haowen's excitement was still difficult to calm down.

Although this result was expected by him, in his previous life, he was also a master of Aurora and a doctor of Great Britain, but the master's degree of Jingcheng University was the ideal he dreamed of in his previous life.

Song Haowen did not completely listen to Mr. Jin's words, but went into the classroom and insisted on listening to the four classes in the morning, although in the end, I don't know what the teacher said.

During the class, Zhu Hongyu asked what Mr. Jin was looking for him, he didn't dare to tell the truth, he casually said that it was for the newspaper matter, Zhu Hongyu did not doubt him, and changed the topic with a smile.

However, in the afternoon class, Song Haowen still honestly asked for leave. With Zhu Hongyu's question, he returned to the sales department alone.

As soon as he entered the hall, Qian Youlai said to him, "Master, you have come just in time, and I have something to tell you." In the morning, when I went to the neighborhood to collect second-hand electrical appliances, I met a master who said that he was going to sell a few old paintings in his family's collection. If you're interested, I'll take you to see it, it's not far from here. As soon as Song Haowen heard Qian Youlai mention calligraphy and painting, he couldn't help but think of the fake painting he bought from A Ju for 300 yuan when he first started collecting: Tang Bohu ordered autumn incense.

The painting is still in a drawer, and he has never been willing to throw it away. Because as soon as he sees that painting, he will think of Ah Ju and Ah Mei's mother and daughter, and when he thinks of their misfortune, he will feel sympathy in his chest.

Asking him to throw away the paintings, like throwing them away, made him a little uncomfortable. Since Song Haowen engaged in the collection, he has successively obtained rare treasures such as Wu Wangjian, Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, Imperial Green Glass Jade, Pigeon Blood Ruby, as well as many Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasty furniture and antiques, but the calligraphy and painting works of the real people in ancient times have not been collected, which can not but be said to be a great regret.

Therefore, when he heard that someone was going to sell ancient calligraphy and paintings, although he was suspicious, he could not suppress his curiosity and immediately expressed his willingness to see it.

Song Haowen rode a bicycle, came with money in the back seat, walked two streets, and the two came to a place called Mao'er Hutong.

Qian Youlai walked to a faded red lacquer door, knocked on the door twice, and soon a man in his fifties opened the door, saw Qian Youlai, and said with a smile: "Why are you here again?" Qian Youlai immediately introduced the two parties.

Only then did Song Haowen know that the thin and shrewd man in front of him was Lao Pang, a collector of ancient paintings by Qian You.

After Lao Pang heard that Song Haowen intended to acquire ancient paintings, he saw that Song Haowen, who was clear-eyed and beautiful, did not look like a bad person, so he let Song Qian and the two enter the gate.

Song Haowen entered the door and saw that it was a small courtyard with eight or nine rooms, but most of them were closed, and it didn't look like a resident.

Lao Pang led them into the hall, invited them to sit down, poured tea, and after chatting a few words, took out a few old-looking calligraphy and painting scrolls from the room and put them on the dining table, and then carefully opened a calligraphy work.

Song Haowen walked closer to watch, this is a cursive script, the content is a passage on the "Diamond Sutra", the font is ethereal and free, arranged, full of charm, it can be seen that it is a good work.

Look at the payment again, there is

The word "Qichang" and a seal, he was shocked, because in his previous life, he knew that Dong Qichang, a great calligrapher and painter in the Ming Dynasty, was also the existence of the top ten calligraphers in ancient China.

If this calligraphy was really made by Dong Qichang, then it would be a big hit today. Thinking of this, Song Haowen asked what the origin of this calligraphy was.

Lao Pang said that these calligraphy and paintings were all brought back by his son from outside a few years ago, and they were placed in a camphor wood box, and they have not been opened since.

Last year, his son died in a car accident, and his ex-wife had already broken up with him, and now he lives alone, guarding such a big house, and it seems too lonely, so he wants to rent out part of the house.