Chapter 17 Firm Letter

Qi is divided into the acquired qi and the innate qi. The innate qi is called "Zhouyuan", which exists in Dantian; while the acquired qi refers to the breathing qi and the qi of the water valley. The two are transmitted in the chest and called "Yuanqi".

The division of labor between the two qi is different. The vitality starts life activities and lays the foundation for the intake of acquired qi, and the acquired qi constantly cultivates the congenital qi.

The innate qi depends on the nourishment of the later qi of heaven. The acquired qi comes from breathing and ingesting food and is scattered in its own body.

The two are complementary and inseparable.

The first half of the book introduces the practice method, and the second half is about the playing method, but no matter which method, it starts from the feet step by step. There is no shortcut. It is impossible to have the situation that some protagonists in the novel can get hundreds of years of power overnight.

As the saying goes, practicing martial arts without practicing kung fu, it will be empty in the end.

The back cover of the book is written with the author's signature. Although I don't know why a corner is missing, according to the strokes of the word, the author's surname can be faintly recognized: Xiang.

Although the description in the book is extremely detailed, Zhao Yong is a layman at all, suffering from it. Although he seems to have learned something, he is always close to the door and can't open the window paper, which makes Zhao Yong anxious.

At this time, Zhao Yong sighed infinitely in his heart. Unfortunately, there was no good teacher who could teach himself well. However, even if Zhao Yong doesn't understand these now, he also knows the importance of this book.

In order to prevent loss, Zhao Yong still decided to write down all the content of the book in his mind, which made it easier for him to understand. Fortunately, Zhao Yong was not a fool, and it didn't take long to write down all the content. After memorizing more than a dozen pages of paper, Zhao Yong's head was really dizzy.

Zhao Yong closed the book and put it close to his arms. He once again recalled the battle with the Siamese cat, the pace, attack action and breathing, etc. Compared with the tiger-shaped play in the book, he gained something in his heart, but he could not open the window. Zhao Yong had a hunch that as long as he opened it, his own Strength will make great progress.

Zhao Yong tried to wave his arm gently and punched a few times, but he never hit the feeling of punching in his hand.

Zhao Yong refined every detail of the punch little by little and slowly replayed his feelings at that time.

At that time, he gave himself a selfless punch when he knew he was going to die. The spirit is highly concentrated, putting aside all the distracting thoughts in my heart, only the persistence of that punch. Is it because the more concentrated the spirit is, it is easier to mobilize the muscles and qi and blood of the whole body? The current environment is nothing more than a lack of the Jedi atmosphere of life-and-death fighting. With the comfortable environment in front of you, it is not easy to enter this state again in an instant.

At that time, at the moment when Zhao Yong punched, he seemed to feel a stream of air swimming in his body, driving the muscles of his whole body and finally bringing all his strength together, so that the amazing power could burst out on his fist.

I thought I was going to die and completely fell into the memory. I didn't feel the other details. Now in retrospect, after hitting that punch, the skin of my fist and the Siamese cat was actually wet, and it should be my own sweat.

Zhao Yong suddenly remembered that he talked about a sentence in a Taoist scripture in an educational program.

"The life of people, the gathering of qi" means that human life activities are caused by the changes in the movement of qi, and vice versa. The changes in the movement of qi also affect the activities of human life.

At that time, I didn't know why this sentence had a particularly profound impact on me.

Qi exists in the body, but it is only produced in large quantities under certain circumstances.

That is, the more intense the human body moves, the more gas it produces, but these qi does not have the power to hit the punch by itself, and it is scattered countless times.

The skin practice stage in the Five Birds Opera book mentioned that only by closing the pores can the resulting air be closed in the body and aggregated, so that the powerful punch can be made.

But how to close the pores, but the book does not mention a word, which is like being a multimillionaire, but does not know what money is.

Zhao Yong thought of this as if he had been splashed with cold water from head to toe.

In fact, you can't blame the author. How to close the pores is the most basic common sense, but anyone who practices martial arts will know it. The master will tell them the first sentence of the introduction, so he won't write it at all.

Now Zhao Yong admits his downfall. Even if he is so anxious, there is nothing he can do. Since no one can ask, he can only explore by himself.

Zhao Yong remembered an advertising slogan on TV before the end of the world. How to lock the water and stay young?

Zhao Yong sighed. There is really a master who is good at practicing and can take as many detours as he can. The only thing that can be sighed now is that Zhao Yong still has the secret of internal power that many people dream of.

Zhao Yong recalled that when the cat's claws were about to catch him, his cold hair stood upside down.

That's right, it's the feeling that closes your pores in an instant, and the vitality is intercepted, forming a cycle in the body to drive the strength of the whole body, and finally bursts out in the fist.

Nervous! It was nervousness that made his cold hair upside down. Zhao Yong finally found the reason and was firmly grasped the moment it appeared in his mind.

But Zhao Yong noticed that in the second half of the fierce fight, the hair of the Siamese cat was always upside down. It's not nervous. How can it be done?

The new question appeared in Zhao Yong's mind again, and this is the core problem. Zhao Yong continued to think slowly without impatience. Since he can think of how to close the pores, he can definitely solve this problem.

Zhao Yong has no doubt about this.

He thought, yes, it was the posture of the Siamese cat. It must be like this. It must have caused the hair all over its body to explode.

At this moment, Zhao Yong had the impulse to see the Siamese cat again and see how it did it.

The cold hair that explodes all over the body can not only expand the volume and improve the momentum, but also lock the vitality in the body for better fighting.

Although human beings rule the world and have unparalleled wisdom from other animals, their control over their bodies is far inferior to that of most animals.

I really don't know what these animals would be like if they practice martial arts if they had human wisdom. It makes people shudder to think about it.

I didn't expect that Zhao Yong really saw it a few years later.

No one has ever heard of a creature that can practice, and this kind of creature may only be a monster that appears in strange fairy novels.

But Zhao Yong can feel the cunning and arrogance of the Siamese cat in battle. If the Siamese cat suddenly launched a fierce attack at the beginning, he and the plateau would have no chance to escape from death, although the Siamese cat may also be injured.

Zhao Yongming felt that the wisdom of the Siamese cat had made a qualitative leap compared with that before the end of the world, and it was difficult for him to treat it as a low-class animal.

Zhao Yong gently rubbed his temples with his fingers, left all his distractions behind him, and single-mindedly tried to find out the inducement.

Hey! Zhao Yong straightened out his mind, but he couldn't find that feeling. He couldn't think of it anymore.

There's nothing I can do. Since I can't figure it out, I'm typing it out.

Find a breakthrough in the battle, find the way forward in the battle, and break the void to see the gods.

If there is no sky, then hit a piece of sky by yourself. Zhao Yong's heart rose with infinite pride. After this meditation, he strengthened his belief and pointed straight to his heart.

There is no sun in the sky, only dim yellow light sprinkles into the restaurant from the window. Two lonely people depend on each other in this world.

The sun and the moon alternated. It wasn't long before the sun set, and the light in the sky gradually darkened.

The plateau woke up with excitement. I've been so nervous these two days that I fell asleep in an intention. When the plateau saw Zhao Yong waking up, he couldn't help asking with concern.

"Brother Yong, are you all right?" Zhao Yong raised his arm and punched two punches in the air.

"It's okay, but the body doesn't have much strength, and you still can't use too much force. However, walking doesn't have much impact on daily life. It is estimated that you will recover after another day's rest. You'd better take more rest. If there is a problem, I'll call you.

"No, Brother Yong. You can take a break. I just slept here, and I still want to move my body.

Zhao Yong felt the concerned eyes in the plateau's eyes and did not continue to insist. He also hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. I relaxed and fell asleep unconsciously.

Late at night, the plateau couldn't support it and fell asleep.

The night passed quickly, and fortunately, no accident happened.

The sky has begun to brighten, but it is still gray.

I don't know what the plateau dreamed of. It lay on the table and drooled all over the floor.

Time passed unconsciously, the sky lit up again, and the plateau stretched out and woke up from sleep.

At this time, Zhao Yong also woke up from a deep sleep. He opened his eyes and saw that the plateau was still rubbing his eyes with his hands, with a sleepy look.

It seems that he didn't stay up late last night and fell asleep.

Although he is very tired, Zhao Yong is afraid of sleeping without vigilance. It's better not to happen again in the future.

The plateau also noticed Zhao Yong's eyes and realized that he had fallen asleep without a vigil. As a big taboo, he was a little embarrassed to ask, "I'm so tired that I fell asleep without not paying attention for a while. Brother Yong, have you recovered?"

Zhao Yong stretched out his arms, moved his body and joints, and nodded to the plateau.

"Well, it's almost more than half better."

"Brother Yong, do you have any plans in the future?"