Chapter 52 Asking Questions, It's Unusual

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"These two statues actually have the ability to transmit the Dharma!"

Feeling the constant running martial arts in his body, a set of aura paths that were very different from what he had learned, Yang Xian was surprised and amused, "I got such a mental method for no reason, I don't know how the people of the doctor will react." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He was sure that the entire medical family would never know about the martial arts contained in these two statues, and if they really knew, I am afraid they would not let Yang Xian come to this path.

Yang Xian's martial arts knowledge is the world's first-class mastery, at this time, sensing the flow of breath in the body, he found that this set of mental methods is extremely clever, and it is actually from the outside into the inside, using the acupoints as the source of breath to feed back the meridians, which is very different from the normal martial arts mental method.

Ordinary martial arts methods are centered on the dantian, devouring the essence of the sun and the moon, transporting it to the meridians of the whole body, and finally emitting from the acupoints, which is exactly the opposite of this mental method.

"Wonderful!"

Carefully experiencing the mysterious changes in the qi in his body, Yang Xian stroked his palms and admired, "It's wonderful!"

Yang Xian's expression was strange at this time, it seemed to be a great joy, and it seemed to be a big trouble, his mouth was full of admiration, the clothes on his body changed from the bulging just now to contraction, the clothes were close to the skin, and the whole body was like a whirlpool, inhaling the essence of heaven and earth into the body continuously, causing the wind around the body to move, faintly thundering.

Li Qingnang, who was watching from the sidelines, was wonderful, "What's going on? How does this look like an image of enlightenment?"

Just when Li Qingsang was curious, Yang Xian had already opened his eyes.

In an instant, all visions vanished.

"How's it going? But what's the catch?"

Li Qingsang smiled: "Virtuous nephew, this road is not easy to walk, right?"

Yang Xian looked strange and said to Li Qingsang: "This time I have gained a lot, and it has greatly helped me in my cultivation." ”

Li Qingbao didn't think much about Yang Xian's words, and said with a smile: "It's good to have a harvest, let's continue to go." ”

Yang Xian's mouth opened, and he wanted to tell Li Qingnan about the martial arts method he had just sensed, but when he saw him stepping forward, he didn't give himself a chance to speak at all, so he had to shut up and say nothing, and said in his heart: "It's not too late to talk about this matter on the top of the mountain!"

The two of them continued on their way.

When passing by the statues on both sides, Yang Xian turned around and took a closer look at the two statues, and then went up with Li Qingsang.

After he left, the two statues began to tremble slightly, and the two statues holding the needle before them also shook slightly, but the movement was too small to be noticeable.

In the process of stepping on the stone steps up, when Yang Xian's soles of his feet were in contact with the Haiyang Stone under his feet, he only felt that a stream of heat flowed into his body with the Yongquan point at the bottom of his feet as the entrance, and constantly instilled into his body.

Just walked a few steps, the true qi in his body increased by at least ten days, this Haiyang Stone can actually store the essence of the sun and the moon, at this time Yang Xian stepped on it barefoot, when the true qi hooked the earth's veins, it naturally attracted the Tianjing Dihua stored in the Haiyang Stone for thousands of years, and in the flow of Yang Xian's true qi, it was brought into the meridians from the soles of the feet.

It is estimated that after the doctor built this mountain road paved by Haiyang stone, no one has ever stepped on it barefoot, or perhaps Yang Xian was in a special state at this time, so this situation would happen.

But no matter what, the accumulation of thousands of years in this Haiyang stone step is cheaper than Yang Xian, all of this happened quietly, even if Li Qingnang, as a martial arts master, did not find anything abnormal.

The Tianjing Dihua stored in this Haiyang Stone can not increase the internal force of people, but it has a great consolidation effect on the foundation of the martial artist, although this is like a chicken rib for Yang Xian, who has already had a perfect foundation, a little more and a little less is not a big difference, but for the average martial artist, it is already a great opportunity.

After walking twenty-four steps, another statue appeared in front of him.

The figure on the left is the image of an old man with a silver beard, with a childish face, sitting behind a square table with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a small cushion.

The old man held a rattan cane tied to a large gourd in his left hand, rested his right elbow on the table top of the square table, stretched out his palm in front of him, and his five fingers made a gesture of stroking as if plucking the strings, but it was not like it.

Yang Xian took a closer look and suddenly understood what was going on: this was not plucking the strings at all, it turned out to be the auscultation technique of trumpet pulse.

The doctor is looking for a doctor, this technique of the pulse is the most basic thing, but also the most important thing, this statue appears here, but it is also reasonable.

The statue opposite the old man is a middle-aged man with a black beard, this man is holding a bamboo slip in one hand and a brush in the other, his eyes are blazing, and he is looking straight ahead.

When Yang Xian saw this statue, he groaned slightly, and it was already clear: the doctor's technique is to see, hear, ask, and cut, the old man on the left is to cut the pulse, and the middle-aged man on the right is holding his eyes and looking directly at it for "looking", and holding a brush is for "asking" and "smelling", and the bamboo slip is used as a record.

These two statues express all the four basic outlines of the doctor's "looking, hearing, inquiry, and cutting".

After seeing these two statues, Yang Xian continued to move forward.

When he walked near these two statues, he suddenly tightened his left wrist, and the breath in his body suddenly stagnated, and then the operation of the true qi in his body accelerated abruptly.

Just as the meridians in Yang Xian's body were slightly swollen because the true qi was running too fast, his left wrist suddenly loosened, but his right wrist tightened.

At this time, the rapid operation of the true qi suddenly slowed down, from thunderbolt lightning to old ox broken car, extremely fast to extremely slow.

If this is an ordinary martial artist, the true qi in his body runs like this, he must be crippled, and at least he has to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, but Yang Xian was born different, although this breath change is weird, it can't hurt him.

At this time, he was already sure that the person who carved the statues on both sides of the Great Dao must be a great martial arts master, at least at the realm of a great martial arts master.

But no matter how clever this great master is, it is impossible to compare to Yang Xian's teacher Mei Niansheng.

This great master may have excellent medical skills, and his sculpture techniques are also very ingenious, but if he only compares martial arts cultivation, he is more than a star and a half worse than Mei Niansheng.

Although Yang Xian didn't quite know what level his teacher's martial arts cultivation had reached at this time, one thing was certain: Mei Niansheng had already surpassed the ordinary martial arts great masters, and had already begun to march towards the most mysterious supreme grandmasters, if it weren't for being seriously injured and ambushed a few years ago, maybe there would be another supreme existence in heaven and earth.

Compared to the Supreme Grand Master, the so-called Great Martial Arts Master is actually not a big deal.

Even if Mei Niansheng has no certificate and has the supreme great grandmaster position, it is much more clever than ordinary great grandmasters.

As a personal disciple who has followed Mei Niansheng for more than six years, Yang Xian has long been able to comprehend the coercion of the great grandmaster's thoughts.

Although the martial arts ideas attached to the statues on both sides of this avenue are strong, they are not enough to see compared to Mei Niansheng.

Yang Xian can even withstand Mei Niansheng's martial arts thoughts, and the residual thoughts in this statue are naturally not a problem.

Therefore, although this martial arts true intent is unfathomable and unfathomable when manipulating the breath of the human body, it is not enough to make Yang Xian unbearable.

Just when the breath in his body slowed down, he felt that the statue on the right side seemed to come to life, and a pair of eyes saw through his whole body inside and out, and at the same time wrote with a large pen to record his breath.

When Yang Xian sensed the statue of the black-bearded middle-aged man swiping a pen to record, his face changed color slightly, and the true qi that was running slowly in the meridians accelerated suddenly, shielding all the senses from his body in an instant.

When Yang Xian was only surprised when he was tested by the martial arts remnants in the first pair of statues with stone needles, and when he was slapped by the two statues massaged by Tuina, Yang Xian was only curious, but now when he sensed that his breath was recorded by the statue of the middle-aged man on the right, Yang Xian was furious!