Chapter 3 Xuanwu Zhending

Huangfu Yan's grandfather was a Taoist priest in the Republic of China, according to his old man, this turtle breath method was a kind of vomiting method of the Wudang faction back then, and the situation was turbulent and fell into his hands.

Huangfu Yan was noncommittal about this, he had cultivated for decades in his previous life, and he was just disease-free, and it was hard to say how powerful this method was. As for the legendary True Qi internal force, he has never had the opportunity to see it.

Now it seems that eighty percent of this method has something to do with Taoist Tuna, but the aura of heaven and earth in later generations is thin, and no matter how he cultivates, he can't enter the hall.

Thinking about it, Huang Fu Yan began to recall some of the information he had heard from the old man.

As a Taoist sect, Wudang pursues immortality in cultivation, and pays attention to neutrality and peace in internal strength. This turtle breath method is called "Xuanwu Zhending Gong", which is divided into four realms, namely: concentration, latent breath, true determination, and determination.

In his previous life, he was already at the peak of his concentration, and he was a small achievement. I just want to go one step further and refine the qi, but I can't break through for a long time. I don't want to be buried in the ground now, but I inexplicably broke through to the latent realm, and since then I have refined and transformed qi, and cultivated the legendary internal strength.

Concentration is the foundation of Xuanwu Zhendinggong, a little true breath in the umbilicus is in and out, and it does not move, laying a solid foundation for the future dantian to save the truth.

And latent breath, also known as turtle breath, the founder is working, and the dantian gives birth to a wisp of innate true qi, and the avenue can be expected from then on.

The secret book records: "Silence in nothingness, determined by nature, ignorance and spirit, is the true determination of man." ”

The true Rao realm can only be understood by those who have come over, and it is said that when it reaches this realm, the true qi communicates with the world and is endless.

As for the final state of separation, it has begun to get out of the ordinary: the true qi is knotted, the heart is hidden, the heart is hidden, and the land is turned into immortals.

Knowing the miraculous effect of the exercises, Huang Fu Yan began to pay attention to this method of vomiting again.

Soon, he calmed down, his mouth and eyes were slightly closed, and he slowly stirred his tongue outside the upper and lower gums. Then exhale slowly and deeply, exhale all the breath, and the whole body is extremely relaxed with the exhalation.

The latent breath was completed, and at this time, one thought brought ten thousand thoughts, and as he fell into a state of cultivation, his breathing began to become even and deep. If anyone is here, they will be surprised to find that the emperor is no longer breathing.

As soon as the turtle breath enters the depths, the heart is in harmony, the breath is in the gods, the gods are harmonious and harmonious, the mud is clear, and the gradual arrival seems to be unheard, trance-like, like the turtle's hidden breath, silent, no different from death. Back then, he had no intention of falling into a turtle's breath, and it was normal to hide from Zhuo Bufan.

It is difficult to get started with Xuanwu Zhendinggong, and it is even more difficult to practice, and the wisp of cyan true qi in the Huangfu Dantian is the innate true qi that people in the martial arts dream of.

It's just that this aura is too little, plus the Xuanwu True Qi is peaceful and peaceful, and the power is not fierce, at present, his real strength at this time is not much higher than that of ordinary second-rate masters.

However, in the end, it was the previous true qi, and he was able to practice all the swordsmanship and mental techniques that no one in the Yizi Wisdom Sword Sect had been able to cultivate for several generations, all thanks to this.

Waking up from the meditation, Huangfu Yan sighed helplessly, this Xuanwu True Determination Gong cultivation is really difficult, and the true qi has been running in the body for more than ten weeks, but there is no increase in the slightest.

The internal force could not be achieved quickly, and the dream of smiling proud rivers and lakes could not be achieved, so he set his sights on the three-style swordsmanship that he had just learned. The sword of Zhou Gong has been passed down for thousands of years, and I think that this authentic swordsmanship will definitely shine again.

The sword is in the sky, and the world is free. Which man doesn't expect to fight the sword world, enmity and hatred.

Although the Yizi Hui Sword Gate has been in decline for a long time, the heritage is still there, and the various swordsmanship theories are quite perfect. Judging by his critical eyes from later generations, it is not too bad.

Inherited in the door, the sword cultivator divides swordsmanship into five realms: swordsman, swordsman, sword sect, sword saint, and sword god.

Only by becoming a sword master can one generate sword qi. In the original work, Zhuo Bufan was able to cultivate sword qi in his fifties, which is extremely rare for a long time, and he called himself the sword god, except for his conceit, there is no reason.

The young master of Huangfu is a swordsman, and if a sword cultivator wants to cultivate sword qi and enter the Sword Sect, he must find his own sword heart. The realm of swordsmen is the monk who has cultivated the heart of the sword.

A twelve-year-old swordsman is not extremely talented, after all, he is still young and has strong plasticity.

Huang Fu Yan believed that with his experience as a human being in two lifetimes, coupled with the subtlety of Xuanwu True Qi, no matter what his physical talent was, he would definitely be able to make a difference and achieve something in kendo.

"Don't think about it, let's cultivate. ”

Huangfu Yan's eyes were firm, and he muttered to himself, and took the ancient sword out of the cave.

When he came to the cliff, the cold wind was blowing, and when he was calm, he finally began to draw his sword, and the sonorous sound was melodious on the cliff. Solemnly putting the scabbard aside, Huang Fu Yan carefully looked at the sword in his hand.

Although the Excalibur is obscure, with this material, it is a rare peerless sword.

Looking at the lifelike Qingluan on it, Huangfu muttered: "Just call you Qingluan Sword!"

Excalibur seemed to have been in the dust for too long, and at this time, it seemed to understand his own words, and let out a pleasant sword sound.

Huangfu Yan laughed, and secretly determined: "In the future, this sword will definitely be famous!"

Immediately, the sword was sheathed and pulled out again.

After drawing his sword and collecting it a hundred times, feeling the sword feeling in this body instinct, he pulled out his sword again, pointed the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground in his right hand, staggered his steps, and put on the starting hand of the first style of Zhou Gong's swordsmanship.

Huangfu Yan closed his eyes, the sword move heart method worked, and in an instant, time and space seemed to stand still.

Raising the ground, his eyes opened, and a sharp essence flashed, and at the same time, he let out a low shout, and a sword was raised, and the sword light flickered. Another sword, pointing at the firmament, turning around and stabbing out, straight line, sword light is sharp, the body walks with the sword, the foot jumps, the sword is like a flying phoenix, soaring into the sky.

After several lifetimes of sinking, the peerless sword move was reborn again.

A dream for a thousand years, an unscrupulous Taoist sword Lingfeng.

Half an hour later, the first pose had been practiced thirty times.

Huangfu put away his sword and stood, adjusted his breath, held his sword and stood still, looking directly at the endless sea of clouds.

"The revenge of destroying the door, never dare to forget, Vulture Palace, wait for me!"

After fusing his memories, he already knew that this was the real world. He can prefer a certain person or thing in the story, but in reality, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Accepting the grace of this body, you also receive the cause and effect of this life.

He is a future unscrupulous Taoist priest and the young master of the Sword Sect in the Heavenly Dragon World.

The more Zhou Gongjian goes to the back, the more complicated and difficult it is to repair, and the sky is like a dome, which is also the foundation of the rest of the styles.

Huang Fu was able to cultivate the method of nameless vomiting for decades, so he naturally did not lack patience. What's more, the more solid the foundation, the more helpful it will be for future cultivation.

When the first style of swordsmanship is not completed, he will not practice the other styles.

Putting the sword into the sheath, facing the sea of clouds, Huangfu Yan's eyes flowed with a trace of essence.

It seems that it is time to join the WTO and have a chance.