058 Limbo microstep
The handwriting on the outside of the silk bag, Zhao Ji only glanced at it, and even if the silk bag was clumped into a ball and burned on fire, he naturally would not be entangled in whether to kill the people of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Although the stone chamber is at the bottom of Jianhu Lake, the moonlight that penetrates is not very bright, but the crystal the size of the copper basin is polished into a convex surface, which has its own effect of condensing, which is enough for Zhao Ji to see the words and patterns on the silk scroll clearly.
Zhao Ji only glanced at the vivid nude patterns on the silk scrolls, and then didn't pay much attention to them. It's not that he's not good at women, it's just that the simple line drawing pattern is really nothing**.
Zhao Ji didn't look at the exercise route on the pattern first, but read the text marked next to it first. In fact, when Zhao Ji was studying Taoism in Bianliang City, he also consulted some Taoist priests a lot. Those Taoist priests may not be proficient in martial arts themselves, but they all have their own knowledge of Taoist qi cultivation and pranayama skills, and each has its own opinions.
Zhao Ji read the annotation of the Northern Spiritual Skill hastily, and now although the effect of this divine skill is very domineering, it is actually not the foundation of the Taoist Qi cultivation and life cultivation, but it is much more specific and targeted than the Qi cultivation Kung Fu that Zhao Ji heard from those Taoist priests. However, Zhao Ji gradually realized that there seemed to be some deficiencies and omissions in the manager's morality in the explanation of this exercise, and the real Taoist kung fu paid attention to the integration of its own small universe with the big universe of Zhoutian, and one breath and one exhale became a Zhoutian, without leaking endlessly, without leakage and flawlessness, which is unreasonable in the fundamental principle of Taoism, but there seems to be no record of this aspect in this commentary.
However, Zhao Ji's own Taoist level is broad but not refined, and his understanding of martial arts is even more lacking. He himself has not learned any martial arts, and he has no basic concept of the so-called Cloud Gate Shaoshang or Shaoshang Cloud Gate, and naturally he does not know what a mysterious change the difference means. After memorizing the route of the meridians, he sat up, cleared his mind, and began to meditate and remember.
He has a very good memory, and it didn't take long for this hand to be correct in the meridians of the Taiyin Lung Meridian. It's just that he has no internal breath at all, and even if he thinks about it a few times, he doesn't give birth to the so-called sense of qi. However, he knew this result and was not discouraged, and then he studied the following many practice routes, and after memorizing them, he thought about them over and over again.
I don't know how long it took, Zhao Ji finally wrote down all the practice routes and thought about it several times, during which he only heard a few dreams of Duan Yu accompanied by a smirk in his dream, and it seemed that he had already met the fairy sister in his dream. After sitting for a long time, his legs were inevitably paralyzed, Zhao Ji stood up and prepared to move his slightly stiff limbs, but when he got up, he only felt that there was a black whirl in front of him, even if he was dizzy, and he fell to the ground, but he didn't have any strength around his body.
Zhao Ji only thought that he was working too hard for a while, but he didn't think much about it, rested on the ground for a while, and waited until he had recovered some strength before standing up again and slowly pacing in the stone room to paralyze his stiff body.
The Northern Spiritual Skill has been fully understood, although he has not yet experienced the wonderful use of this exercise, but Zhao Ji is already very satisfied. Looking up, the crystal was still shining with a faint moonlight, and it was obvious that it was still some distance from dawn. He was ready to make persistent efforts to learn Ling Bo's microsteps as well. Before absorbing the internal force, this can be used as the most important means of saving one's life, and you no longer have to be protected by others wherever you go.
Thanks to his own preparatory work, it is not difficult to understand this Ling Bo Weibu based on the 64 hexagrams of the I Ching. He knew that this Ling Bo micro-step was not a simple step, but a profound martial art connected to the echo of the inner breath, so he didn't dare to go down to the field to practice footwork in person, but only sat on the ground with a silk scroll to simulate these footwork changes with his inner breath.
To learn Ling Bo micro step, it is a little more difficult than the Northern Shen Gong, because this footwork is vague and subtle, looking ahead, suddenly behind, obviously two directions that have nothing to do with each other, but they are compact together. Just to figure out how to change the pace of the body shape, you need to think exhaustively. Especially Zhao Ji only simulates in his mind, and has no actual end to experiment, often deducing to one step and trying his best to come up with a possibility, but when he connects to the next step, he feels that the previous ideas are a little specious, so he has to push down and continue to think from the beginning.
After another period of time, Qiao Feng finished pranayama and walked out of the stone room to see Zhao Ji sitting cross-legged with a roll of cloth spread on his knees, as if he was consulting something. He whispered a few times but received no response, and then his heart tightened, and he walked over quickly, and when he saw the footwork painted on the cloth, he only glanced at it and saw that it was an extremely clever martial arts technique. After only a little thought, he understood that most of them were the advanced martial arts left by the master here.
Qiao Feng knew that Zhao Ji didn't know any martial arts, and if he rashly practiced any exercises, it would be really inappropriate, so he wanted to wake up Zhao Ji to stop him. But when he saw that Zhao Ji's breath was steady and long, his face was tranquil, and he didn't seem to have gone wrong, so he gradually relaxed his heart. It's just that he was still a little worried, so he stayed aside, and just waited for Zhao Ji to stop it immediately.
He couldn't help but meditate for a moment on the footwork he had just glanced at, only to feel that there were indeed some mysterious changes in it, which was completely different from the martial arts he had seen before. However, after thinking about it for a moment, Qiao Feng left it behind, the martial arts he had learned were inexhaustible in his life when he cultivated to the depths, so naturally he would no longer covet the martial arts of other sects. He knew that Zhao Ji had always been a little curious and fond of martial arts, and now that he had obtained a masterful martial art, he was really happy for Zhao Ji.
Not long after, Duan Yu also woke up with a mutter, his eyes flickered for a while before he gradually regained consciousness, but his aftertaste immediately turned to disappointment, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the jade statue couldn't help but prostrate under the jade statue and kowtowed two more times.
Qiao Feng glanced at it, and even moved his gaze to the side, but he remembered that he saw Duan Yu for the first time in Dali City, this prince of Zhennan kept talking about those Buddhist scriptures and scriptures, and he thought that this person was a Taoist person with profound Buddhism, and when he saw him so obsessed with hue, the Buddhist scriptures full of books were really in vain.
After a while, Duan Yu suddenly snorted in a low voice, and looked over with some embarrassment: "Qiao Daxia, do you have any food on you?" I fell down the day before yesterday, and I haven't eaten a drop ......of rice for nearly two days."
Qiao Feng didn't pay attention to him, but when he saw Duan Yu's ragged clothes and dark head, he was really a little pitiful, so he said: "I'll go out to hunt some game, Duan Shizi, don't disturb Duan Wang Ye if you stay here." ”
Duan Yu said in his heart that he only wanted to guard the fairy sister all his life, and he went to disturb the prince at that end to do something.
Qiao Feng walked out from the way he came, turned back after a while, threw some of the wild fruits he picked to Duan Yu, and walked to Zhao Ji's side again.
Duan Yu ate some fruit to satisfy his stomach, and even looked at the jade statue in a daze. The stone chamber fell silent again.
It wasn't until the evening that Zhao Ji, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly stood up, and Lang smiled: "I figured it out, I figured it out!"
His expression changed, and when he saw Qiao Feng beside him and Duan Yu not far away, he was stunned for a moment, and said curiously: "Is it dawn?"
Qiao Feng said, "Zhao Gongzi, you have been sitting here for a whole day. ”
When Zhao Ji heard this, he couldn't help but be taken aback, he only deduced Ling Bo's footwork with all his heart, and he didn't realize that time had passed, but he didn't expect that so much time had passed. Then he wondered that he had sat unconsciously for a whole day, not only were his hands and feet not paralyzed, but even his spirits were very strong, and he was not tired at all. After thinking about it, although he hadn't moved, his internal breath had been mobilized to simulate Ling Bo's micro-step, and he was always active, and he had been circulating many times without knowing it, and he was naturally refreshed and not tired.
But immediately, Zhao Ji felt a burst of excitement in his heart, he had already memorized Ling Bo's footwork, and all that was missing was the actual practice. When he saw Qiao Feng beside him, he couldn't help but feel ready to move, and said, "Brother Qiao, I have learned a new footwork martial art, let's have a fight?"
Qiao Feng knew that the footwork was exquisite, although he didn't think that Zhao Ji could learn anything in one day, but he couldn't help but wonder what kind of atmosphere this footwork really showed, and after hearing this, he nodded and said, "No problem." ”
At that moment, Zhao Ji prepared for a moment, and then took Ling Bo's footwork. Qiao Feng saw that his body suddenly rushed forward, and subconsciously waved his palm, but this palm had just been waved, but suddenly Zhao Ji jumped to his side again, and the change in body style was incredible, and he couldn't help but admire: "Good body method!"
Before the words fell, he heard a muffled pop, and when he turned his head to look, it turned out that Zhao Ji's left foot tripped on his right foot, and he fell firmly.
Zhao Ji got up and rubbed his aching shoulder. With his half-baked body, it is a problem to go down completely and smoothly, and he still wants to learn from Qiao Feng, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth.
Qiao Feng didn't mean to ridicule Zhao Ji, he only smiled and comforted him: "Any masterful martial arts always needs a process where practice makes perfect. Zhao Gongzi, you have just started, and you have not learned martial arts before, so some deviations are inevitable. ”
Zhao Ji nodded, a day has passed, and now he is not in a hurry to leave on the road, so he practiced Ling Bo Weibu in the stone room by himself.
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