"Ordinary people cultivate the lower dantian first, so does it mean that they can't cultivate the middle dantian first?" Ning Caichen pondered for a moment and spoke.

"Theoretically, if the lower dantian is not perfect, and the true qi is not full, then it will not be able to cultivate the middle dantian. Yan Chixia said.

Ning Caichen raised his eyes: "The division of the martial arts realm must be connected with the cultivation of this dantian, right?"

"Of course. One or two of the twelve orthodox passages are those who do not enter the martial arts, five or six are third-rate masters, and eight or nine are second-rate masters. The twelve meridians are all connected, and he has stepped into the ranks of first-class masters. When the martial artist is full of true qi in the dantian, refining qi and transforming gods, and has a trace of divine thoughts, he will enter the ranks of innate masters, which is the early stage of congenital.

When a warrior can use the divine mind to drive away things, and the imperial envoy flies the sword and flying needle, it is the middle stage of the innate stage. After that, the cultivation of the middle dantian will be completed, and the true qi will be full, that is, the late stage of congenital development.

After that, it is to cultivate the upper dantian, and when the upper dantian is full of true qi, it is not only the innate great perfection, but also touches the edge of the immortal path. Yan Chixia smiled.

Ning Caichen pondered for a moment and digested these basic knowledge: "Isn't there a meridian cultivation in the middle dantian and the upper dantian?

"These two dantians are acupuncture points, and there are no corresponding meridians that need to be opened. The middle dantian is the middle acupoint, in the middle of the line between the two breasts, and when cultivating, it is necessary to go down the dantian to supply essence. The upper dantian is the Yintang acupoint between the two eyebrows, and the middle dantian needs to be used for essence when cultivating. Layer upon layer, layer upon layer, this is the way of cultivation for martial artists. As for how to look at the consummation of the dantian, when the essence can no longer be contained in the two orifices, it is the time when the two dantian are consummated. ”

"Don't talk about the way of cultivation, let's just say that the way of this martial artist is also broad and profound. After knowing all the joints, Ning Caichen sighed.

Yan Chixia laughed loudly: "What has been passed down for thousands of years, if it is simple and straightforward, and can be seen at a glance, then it is called a strange thing." ”

Ning Caichen was silent for a moment, then raised his head and smiled: "Please also ask Brother Yan to help me get through the big holes in Xiabai, Tianfu, Yunmen, and Zhongfu, I have thought about it." ”

"Now that you've thought about it, put up with the pain. Yan Chixia stretched out his arm and stroked his right arm, and the true yuan in his body converged on both hands, and pinched his fingers, and the four fingers of his two hands took turns to beat on the Shaoshang acupoint on Ning Caichen's right hand.

Every time he beats, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light, but there is a violent true yuan, through Yan Chixia's fingers, drilled into Ning Caichen's hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, all the way through Shaoshang, Yuji, Taiyuan, Jingqu, Lieqi, Kongzi, Qize seven acupuncture points, before coming to the Xia Bai acupoint, violently hitting it.

There was a banging sound in Ning Caichen's ears, and a heart-piercing pain instantly spread from the nerve in his right arm to his brain, making his body tremble.

The sharp pain distorted Qingxiu's cheeks, and his forehead was instantly covered with bean-sized sweat grains, and a mouthful of silver teeth was almost crushed.

"This opened up an acupuncture point. If the remaining three acupoints are opened one after another, the pain will be superimposed at least several times, scholar, do you want to continue?" Yan Chixia stopped and asked worriedly.

Ning Caichen's eyes were bloodshot, and he said word by word: "Go on, as long as you don't die, what is the pain a little bit?"

Looking at his clothes soaked in cold sweat and the twisted green tendons on his neck, Yan Chixia admired this scholar a little at the moment.

Being cruel to others is called viciousness, and being cruel to oneself is courage!

Tearing off a piece of cloth from Ning Caichen's scholar's robe, forming a ball, and forcibly stuffing it into his mouth, Yan Chixia said seriously: "Bite this, so as not to accidentally bite off your tongue or break your teeth." ”

Ning Caichen was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water, but his heart was full of firmness, and his teeth were clenched into the cloth ball.

In life, there are bound to be countless choices to make. He couldn't endure three and five years of refining qi before he entered the status quo of martial arts cultivation and chose this path full of thorns and pain. No matter how painful it is, you have to grit your teeth and hold on.

"Papapa......" Yan Chixia's fingers moved again, and each stroke brought Ning Caichen a skin-tearing pain.

People often need a spiritual support in severe pain, such as a slogan or a sentence. And the spiritual support in Ning Caichen's heart is a shadow in white. This Qianying sat quietly in the gazebo, caressing the piano with her bare hands, but her cheeks were constantly changing, sometimes it was Wang Guxian, sometimes it was Yang Mi, sometimes it was Liu Yifei.

I don't know how long it took, the image of Xiao Qian in his mind gradually disappeared, and his consciousness gradually began to blur, wanting to fall asleep. Just as he was about to close his eyes, Yan Chixia's loud roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Scholar, you can't sleep. Take advantage of this time to sense the aura of heaven and earth. ”

Ning Caichen was startled, and the extreme pain surged up again, but he forcibly ignored it. Close your eyes and visualize, and use your mind to feel everything around you.

There is no imaginary fantasy scene, but you can vaguely feel the air flow around your body. And not far from his body, there was an oven, in which oil was boiling, and he wanted to burn his thoughts.

guessed that this oven was Yan Chixia itself, Ning Caichen simply didn't care about him, but laboriously pulled the air flow on his body to the Shaoshang acupoint in his right hand and transported it into the Taiyin Lung Meridian.

The air flow into the meridians, as if the fire encountered the cool of summer, the extreme pain in Ning Caichen's right arm was immediately relieved, the acupoints were moistened, and the meridians were refreshing.

The thin air flow followed the meridians and penetrated three inches below the umbilicus of the abdomen, filling into a space that could not be seen, touched, or even recognized.

It's so big that it's like a huge black hole. The air flow absorbed from the Taiyin lungs in the hand is nothing compared to this space. After instilling for several hours in a row, the sun was in the sky, except for relieving the pain in his right arm, Ning Caichen didn't feel anything.

I haven't even seen a bit of real air rotation, and I haven't seen the feeling of being full of physical strength.

After another half an hour, Ning Caichen suddenly felt unbearable hunger in his stomach, and unconsciously regained consciousness and woke up leisurely.

"How do you feel?" Yan Chixia asked with a smile as she handed him a piece of dried meat.

Ning Caichen took a bite on the meat slice and chewed it heavily: "The absorption of spiritual energy is too slow, and it is too difficult to fill the huge space that is invisible. ”

"It's normal. Yan Chixia lay flat on the ground without any image, basking in the sun: "When you practice the internal strength method, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy will increase several times or even dozens of times. If the twelve positive veins are fully opened, you can absorb the majestic aura between your breaths, filling the lower dantian that seems to be extremely vast now, and it will only be a matter of half a day. ”

Ning Caichen nodded and said with a smile: "Now I can practice the Donghua Sutra, right?"

Yan Chixia sat up, took out an ancient book of golden thread from her arms, and casually threw it on Ning Caichen's lap: "It's okay to practice, but don't involve too much aura within three days, otherwise, the four acupoints of Tianfu that are brutally rushed open will suffer irreparable damage, and I will regret it for life." ”

Ning Caichen bowed his head, filled the last piece of meat in his hand into his mouth, and solemnly opened the first page of this ancient book.

"Uh, wordless heavenly book?" Ning Caichen was stunned when he looked at the blank space on the yellowed paper.

The words in this book are not written with pen and ink, but by the will of the spirit. You need to look at it with your mind to see the true meaning. Yan Chixia said lazily.

"Thoughts?" Ning Caichen was engrossed in his eyes, his thoughts matched with the naked eye, and he looked at the wordless scripture again. But he saw countless golden scriptures floating up in the air and shooting into his eyes.

"Immortals and Taoists are not gods, and they think they are true. Huang Tong's wonderful voice is hard to hear, and the jade book is Jian Chidanwen. The word is a real scarf and a golden scarf, and the negative armor holds a charm to open seven doors. The fire soldier rune is prepared for the spirit pass, and the front is high and the back is humble. Holding a sword and dancing brocade flags, ten unique plates and empty fans. The fire bell Guanxiao team fell into smoke, and it was installed between Huang Que's eyebrows, this is not a branch or leaf, but it is a root ......" A semi-vernacular scripture passed through his eyes and went straight to his heart, and Ning Caichen unconsciously recited it.

As the scriptures flowed in his heart, Ning Caichen seemed to have a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and the aura of the outside world was like a column of soldiers, frantically gathering around him, like a moth to a fire, trying to drill into the meridians.

Ning Caichen's first feeling of aura was a trickle, that is, he thought that the aura was gentle. Unexpectedly, if the equivalent increases, there will be a qualitative change, and the aura will also turn into a monstrous river between the gatherings, drowning people in it.

He stopped reading in a hurry, blocking the flow of scriptures in his heart, and the heavy aura around him gradually dissipated, making him breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Don't be nervous. After the damage to your acupoints is repaired, you can use your mind to control the amount of traction aura and keep it within the capacity of your meridians. As a person who came over, Yan Chixia could see what he was thinking at a glance.

Ning Caichen stroked the ancient scripture that had become wordless again in his eyes: "Such a mysterious scripture, such a magical method, can't it be called Taoism?"

"Far from it. Yan Chixia shook her head and said: "Taoism, Buddhism, demons, magic, and ghost arts, these are all higher-level magic cheats, you don't need to practice to the extreme, you can go to the sword, go to the sky and the sea, and split the mountains and rivers...... And this Donghua Sutra, even if you practice it to the extreme, you can't even do it against the wind. If you want to speed yourself up, you also need to practice the Light Gong Body Method. ”

A trace of loss surged in Ning Caichen's heart, but he was not completely dead: "Then isn't it best to use this secret book to lay a solid foundation?"

"In the martial arts, it can barely be said, but in the immortal path, it is far behind. Those genius disciples in the Great Immortal Sect, the foundation exercises they practiced were passed on to the upper realm and even in ancient times, and compared with this Donghua Sutra, it was like a grain of rice wanting to compete with the sun and the moon. Yan Chixia hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to tell the truth.