Chenjiazhuang is backed by a mountain and has a river in front of it. The river is not big, more than half a foot wide, and the deepest part is no more than five feet, flowing slowly.

On both sides of the riverbank, willow trees are shady, fragrant grass is green, and some wild flowers are dotted, which has a bit of scenery.

However, there are only people like Chen Tang who have time to enjoy the scenery, and other people come here, either grazing, fishing, or they are tired from work, sweating, so they take off their essence and jump into the water to bathe.

Chen Tang put his hands behind his back and walked slowly along the river.

I have to slow down, because there are often black lumps and piles on the grass, which are either cow dung or dog shit.

This is an agrarian society!

Chen Tang sighed, and after walking more than a hundred meters, he was not in the mood to relax. This heart, the more scattered it becomes, the more melancholy it becomes, it's better to go back to practice.

Su Ling was not at home, so he went up the mountain to pick wild fruits. Chen Tang had called her many times, but she just didn't listen.

Back in the room, Chen Tang picked up the portrait and continued to observe it to see if anything was missing. In the end, his gaze was condensed on the words "the qi of heaven and man".

Chen Tang is familiar with the saying of "heaven and man", and the most representative is "the unity of heaven and man".

The "heaven" here represents the nature of the universe, and the "man" does not need to be said.

Of course, the specific meanings of the two can be extended to refer to many things in general. For example, in the Confucian scriptures, "heaven" is interpreted as a kind of moral principle in the world.

Although he is now in a different time and space, Chen Tang feels that some things are the same. According to the portrait, it is said that it can cultivate "the spirit of heaven and man".

"Qi" is easy to understand, I have never eaten pork and seen pigs run, in another time and space, in a society where fakes are rampant, the term "qigong" is very popular.

Here, in this not very normal world, Chen Tang believes, there must be "supernatural" things and phenomena - the evil in his wrists has confirmed this.

Then the crux of the matter lies in how to "raise" this qi.

Thinking of this, Chen Tang suddenly understood why it was called "The Book of Good Cultivation" instead of "The Book of Heaven and Man". The key point of daring to love is the word "raising", not the meaning itself.

By extension, doesn't it mean that the so-called "qi of heaven and man" is not a specific reference, but a general reference?

Chen Tang felt that he had some potential to be a philosopher, and as a Chinese teacher, he had indeed read a lot of books on logical debate.

However, the content of this discussion is really unfathomable and very human can relate. Those who have poor receptivity will have a headache when they read it, and they will not be able to see it at all; the most afraid is that they will drill into the horns of the bull, read and read, and go around themselves, and in the end they will either be dementia or stupid hats.

In his previous life, Chen Tang was ridiculed as a "nerd" by many colleagues, because he read too many books, which caused his wife to be unable to find him, and he was a great failure.

Without mentioning the gossip, Chen Tang realized that the key to the "Sutra of Good Cultivation" lies in the word "raising".

Yang, generally refers to a verb, and the meaning is broader. Eating and drinking, walking and exercising, including reading and writing, talking and debating with others, etc., can all be said to be a kind of "nourishment".

Meditation is also a nourishment......

Yes, this is back to the original point, and it is necessary to meditate according to the posture on the portrait, which is completely in line with the state, and only then can it be possible to "raise" the "qi of heaven and man".

After thinking about it, Chen Tang realized an important trick: the failure of dozens of previous attempts may not be a problem with his posture, but because his body and mind are too tight, he thinks too much, and he does not relax, resulting in the inability to achieve "the unity of heaven and man", which is why he cannot enter the state.

The current "sky" is the room environment.

Chen Tang took three deep breaths, then looked up and observed this short room, with mottled walls, dirt floors, and an old box with a few books on it - he didn't have a desk, and the box was equivalent to a desk.

Everywhere in the room, there was a dejected and shabby atmosphere, and he himself was actually a poor scholar with nothing. Between the two, it is already compatible.

Yes, that's what it feels like......

Chen Tang was overjoyed, sat on the bed, naturally posed in a portrait meditation posture, and slowly closed his eyes.

At first, he still had a lot of thoughts in his mind, anxiety about the embarrassment of reality, plans for the future, and curious fantasies about this abnormal world......

But gradually, Chen Tang seemed to fall asleep, his heart was joyless and carefree, and all kinds of disturbing thoughts dissipated little by little, and finally disappeared.

It was as if he were one with the whole room, like a mottled mud brick on the wall, like a narrow and broken window, like the old bed on which he sat on which he babbled—

became a part of this room.

Airplanes!

When Chen Tang didn't know it, the portrait that was casually placed beside him shook slightly, and a pale red halo emanated.

An even more bizarre thing happened, under the pull of this halo, the gray pillow also emitted a pale red light, echoing it.

The two strands of red light were intertwined, gradually merging, and slowly condensed into a little light cluster, only the size of a broad bean, and finally swooped and submerged into Chen Tang's abdomen.

In an instant, Chen Tang felt a slight heat in the dantian: Qi sense, this is qi sense!

It's done!

He was ecstatic, and the mood swings immediately destroyed the current state of mind and had to open his eyes.

Chen Tang was no longer able to maintain the meditative state of "the unity of heaven and man", and for the first time, he hurriedly picked up the portrait, but saw that the pen and ink on it were moving, like fine carbon ash, falling down. In the blink of an eye, the portrait was gone, and only a thick and soft piece of leather paper remained, and those who didn't know it couldn't tell that there was once a portrait depicted on it.

"Is this a certain kind of energy attached to the brush and ink of the portrait, which I absorbed, so that's why it is like this?"

Chen Tang thought, and immediately closed his eyes again to feel it, but the fever phenomenon in the dantian disappeared, he didn't feel anything, it seemed that nothing had happened, everything was just an illusion.

"No, it's not an illusion!"

Chen Tang said to himself very firmly: "The greatest possibility, Qi is like a small seed, planted in the dantian, it is difficult to see before it sprouts and grows. ”

He jumped out of bed, stretched his bones, and didn't know whether it was an illusion or the effect of the subconscious, but he always felt that his body was lighter and more energetic.

In any case, the disappearance of the portrait is an indisputable fact.

If you want to verify it, it is also very simple, as long as you carry out the state of "unity of heaven and man" again, you can see the difference.

However, Chen Tang's heart is now full of joy and excitement for a successful breakthrough, and it is difficult to calm down for a while, and it is difficult to enter that ethereal state again.

It suddenly occurred to him that this situation was similar to writing poems that were "emotionally blended".

If it is said that meditation can cultivate the qi of heaven and man, then the two words sold to Zhao Sanye, between the lines, also contain some kind of qi?

In other words, it's not the words that sell, it's the gas!