Jiang Jiutian gradually focused his attention on the ups and downs of the chest and abdomen after the snort entered the chest and abdomen. That one volt, one receiving, one releasing and one release, seems to have an eternal rhythm. And further perception, not only the chest and abdomen, but also all the details of the whole body seem to fluctuate in a subtle rhythm.

Jiang Jiutian tried to actively cater to this fluctuation, but this effort was somewhat futile at the beginning. Without deliberately pandering, those fluctuating rhythms seem to occur naturally, and intentionally pandering, part of the fluctuating rhythms begin to be disordered. However, different attempts have different disorders, and Jiang Jiutian is constantly adjusting in these differences, constantly trying to get close to imitation.

Gradually, Jiang Jiutian's adjusted and imitated fluctuation rhythm was reconciled, and the enhancement of that fluctuating rhythm became prominent. But this fluctuating rhythm that was echoed and highlighted made him feel uncomfortable, so he carefully adjusted and tried again, and slowly found a fluctuating rhythm that made him feel comfortable.

But the fluctuating rhythm found is always fleeting and unsustainable. Jiang Jiutian tried to change the intensity of the rhythm fluctuations he copied, one time stronger, the other time weaker, or tried to change the intensity of the rhythm fluctuations he copied, one moment more anxious, and the other time slow.

In this repeated attempt to make subtle changes, he gradually discovered that the rhythmic fluctuations carried out in a specific way can be fixedly enhanced after the response is obtained, the rhythmic fluctuations carried out in another specific way can be fixed and weakened after the response is obtained, there is another kind of rhythmic fluctuation in a specific way, which can be steadily enhanced after the response is obtained, there is another kind of rhythmic fluctuation in a specific way, which can be steadily increased and weakened after the response is obtained, and there is also a kind of rhythmic fluctuation in a specific way, which can be strengthened or weakened in a seemingly irregular way after the response is obtained, but this seemingly impermanent increase or decrease is actually repeated exactly the same after a certain period of time......

All of these are so varied that it is difficult to exhaust them. Jiang Jiutian seems to have returned to the time when he was obsessed with the deduction of mathematics, trying his best to evolve, exhausting as much as possible, writing everything in his thinking, and letting everything he wrote continue to germinate, blending and succession. However, unlike the deduction of arithmetic calculations, which sometimes leads into a maze due to vain indeterminacy, in the repeated attempts at this time, every movement of his thoughts is echoed by real rhythmic changes, yes is yes, no is not, he doesn't know what it is, he doesn't know what it should be, he only sees what appears is what it is.

This kind of real-time echo, the feeling of something moving with his thoughts, made Jiang Jiutian addicted even more than the deduction of the number of techniques at that time.

The sun has appeared, and the light is in full bloom. The sky is dyed red, and the red light is blooming, moistening all things, making all things appear a kind of redness.

Jiang Jiutian's face was the same, slightly flushed, quiet and peaceful, and there was a faint sense of pleasure. The pleasure is not floating on the face, the corners of the eyes and mouth are not pulled, but from the heart, and the whole body is lingering.

Wang Fuzi and Zhuzi, who were sitting on another straw mat, although they didn't see anything, they didn't seem to feel anything, but unconsciously, they gradually held their breath and poured more attention into Jiang Jiutian.

In the ever-changing fluctuating rhythm, Jiang Jiutian found the one that he was most comfortable with, and in the ever-changing rhythm, Jiang Jiutian found a few that might be very useful in the faint feeling. Then, with the kind of fluctuating rhythm that he was most comfortable with, and in response to the constant enhancement of the rhythm, Jiang Jiutian began to try to induce the qi to flow inward.

At first, there was some sluggishness, but gradually it was like a thread, then like a trickle, and then the trickle increased, and the flow rate accelerated. Jiang Jiutian slowly felt that his body seemed to be getting lighter and lighter from the outside to the inside. That qi entered the body, as if there was nothing, as if it were virtual and real, and it seemed to fill his internal organs, and the gaps between his blood vessels, giving him the illusion that his body could float.

The feeling made him a little intoxicated. Everything in the outside world no longer means to him at this moment, the things he has experienced, the people he has seen, and the feelings he has felt are all retreating away, only the fullness of the current qi makes him devote himself wholeheartedly.

However, the qi that entered his body gradually began to swell, rushing left and right, and pain began to occur in every part of his body, making him unable to continue to indulge. He tried his best to adjust the fluctuating rhythm of the qi machine, so that it could flow according to a fixed pulse in the body, but there were obstacles everywhere in the process, some of the stagnation was relatively slight, and the qi machine could be passed with a light rush, and some of them could not be reached, but the thin qi machine was tightened and passed through like a line, and the qi was slightly inflated when passing through, which could often widen the place slightly.

With this little by little effort, the qi gradually accelerated, no longer rushing left and right, but traveling around the whole body along the veins, and finally escaping from the outside of the body. Along with the escape of qi, new qi is introduced into the body, circulating with each other, and repeating itself. This cycle of the beginning of the cycle, as Jiang Jiutian became more and more proficient, was constantly accelerating and stabilizing.

When Wang Fuzi and Zhuzi saw the slight pain on Jiang Jiutian's face, they were inevitably a little worried, but when they saw that the pain on his face quickly subsided, they were relieved. While putting my mind at ease, I couldn't help but think, this is going to be done, right? After all, seeing that someone has cultivated that method seems to have changed inexplicably, it is estimated that he will have the same magical powers as Li Feng, who was rumored to be an immortal, it seems that there is no real way to do it, and he is not without the opportunity to see this immortal method, but he is not allowed to enter it, which is really embarrassing.

Li Feng, who was practicing next to him, felt the changes in the qi around him, and he was surprised in his heart. Although he can't remember the exact time, he should have tried for a few days to feel the difference between the external qi engine, and it took a few days to slightly activate the qi engine, so that it was a long time before the qi turned inside and outside. At that time, every little change made his heart rejoice, and every time he moved forward, he was secretly proud. Now it seems that compared to Jiang Jiutian, those sons are nothing.

Although, Jiang Jiutian had him in front of him, and he had listened to him talk in detail about the experiences and feelings he could imagine, unlike him who was completely unguided. But such a completely unfamiliar method that extraordinary people can imagine, the experiences and feelings that he can talk about, compared to the complexity and mystery of the method itself, can really be called simple and crude, vague and unclear, and it is God's blessing to prevent people from going astray—if he can practice the results himself, he has always felt that it is a great deal of luck and luck.