The leisurely life of rebirth

He Junyao closed his eyes tightly, concentrated and calmed down. The true energy in the body circulated along the two meridians of Ren and Du. That is, the internal energy started from the lower Dantian, passed through the perineum, passed through the anus, and passed along the spine and Du meridians to the tail, Jiaji and Yuzhen.

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Guan, go to the mud ball on the top of the head, and then go down from the ears and cheeks to the tip of the tongue (or to Yingxiang, walking on the Magpie Bridge). It is connected with the Ren pulse, along the middle of the chest and abdomen, and returns to the Dantian. Because its range is relatively small,

Therefore, it is called Xiao Zhoutian.

As soon as He Junyao's technique was activated, he immediately felt that his blood, limbs, skin, and hair were all boiling with joy. They couldn't wait to open their mouths, sucking in the essence of the sun and the moon between heaven and earth. Soon

A trace of cool and green spiritual energy formed a whirlpool of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye on the top of his head at a staggering speed, merged into the heavenly spirit, and traveled through the eight extraordinary meridians...

Fang Monan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass in the study room, squinting his eyes. The spring breeze blew slightly, and the petals flew down, swirling in the air, falling in the sun's beautiful spots, falling on the thick loess, and disappearing among the trees.

In the shadow, in the air

The variegated colors, like pink clouds, flowed slowly... and fell on the person sitting cross-legged and meditating in the colorful peach blossom forest here. With her eyesight, she could clearly see the corners of his mouth curved up and the peaceful expression on his face.

, stability, comfort and enjoyment.

He Junyao was like a sponge absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. When he reached the state of selflessness, after a small cycle of heaven and earth, he opened his eyes, and in an instant, he was filled with brilliant light, and his eyes were filled with waves, and they returned to calmness.

He Junyao absorbed all these pure yin and yang spiritual energy, which was a skill that he had not made any progress since he entered the innate realm. Finally, there were signs of further breakthroughs, which was something he had never thought of.

It is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to become a martial arts master from the acquired state to the innate state without thirty to fifty years of hard training. The reason why He Junyao was able to quickly enter the innate state in just a few years was because of his own hard work.

Perseverance also benefited from the 'Detox Pill' to cleanse the marrow and repair the pulse, plus the acquisition of authentic Wudang internal skills and mental methods. It absorbed the scarce spiritual energy of the world.[

It's not a weekend holiday. People are busy making money. It's rare that there are no people here. Thanks to the unexpected harvest, He Junyao is now in high spirits and full of energy. He Junyao followed his heart and played a set of Wudang Baguazhang to try his strength.

I saw that he was strong and agile, his expression was alert, he walked, watched, sat and turned, his hands, eyes, and body followed the steps, and his mind and thoughts were integrated into one body. His body walked with the steps, steps changed with the palms, and the palms changed with the palms, and the hands and eyes were in harmony. Both form and intention were combined, and movement and stillness were in harmony.

Like a swimming dragon, calm like a stone monkey, hovering like an eagle, and sitting like a tiger.

The strength is complete, the palm skills are agile and vigorous, the upper, middle and lower three plates are coherent, and the inside and outside are in harmony. Set to move, turn, twist, turn, wear, move, intercept, block, support, lead, lead, wrap, buckle, and Diao,

Drilled and integrated.

Fang Monan stood there and watched He Junyao's movement continuously from beginning to end, with the momentum connected, moving like running water. His energy was like a wheel, never stagnant. His footwork moved in circles, his techniques moved in circles, his body movements transformed into a garden, and there were no loops inside or outside the body.

Use palms instead of fists, use rotation and walking in circles

Mainly, it is unpredictable. It can be retracted and released, and the swing buttons change as fast as the wind and lightning. It also has light steps, agile waist and legs, the palms divide the yin and yang to fly up and down, and the elbows are dropped, and the Qi sinks in the Dantian. Over time, the Qi spreads throughout the body.

Advance and retreat freely, return movement and stillness to their roots, and attack and defend appropriately.

Wherever the wind of the palm touched, it was like a majestic mountain, with a kind of bold, desolate and distant beauty. Flying flowers fell, and he couldn't help but pick the falling red flowers out of thin air. The light flying flowers made the hard facial features soften, but even so, he was powerful.

Without diminishing, it is like a strong pine tree growing on a cliff, simple, firm and straight.

He Junyao was playing heartily and happily. But he didn't know that in the study room on the second floor, Fang Monan was leaning on the floor, holding a drawing board, and occasionally glanced at his steady and light footwork, running like running water, and his flexible body movements.

, like a dragon in the water, sometimes moving the brush like flying, galloping across the drawing board.

Fang Monan looks so envious! His figure and physique clearly have innate advantages, showing strength, strength and softness. Look at his small body, he looks weak. Alas! People are better than others, and goods are better than others.

Throw away the goods. But if you underestimate her based on her appearance, then that person must be the unlucky one. Let’s continue painting! Fang Monan started painting as he watched, until wherever the wind of his palm touched, there was a rain of peach blossoms all over the sky.

Seeing that he was gradually losing momentum, Fang Monan turned around and left, dodging into the space. He Junyao looked meaningfully at the study room on the second floor in the distance, and there was no one there. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. In the blink of an eye, he was there again.

The aura suddenly changed and turned into a farm job, as if it was a dream just now.

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After He Junyao celebrated the New Year, he went on a mission and took a vacation on the grounds that his injury had recurred. After ten years of troubles, it was time for him to take a good rest. Even though his life was not in danger, his body was still scarred.

When Mr. He from the capital learned that his grandson had run away with this excuse, he laughed so much that he shed tears. He knew that given his grandson's ability, this was just an excuse. Now this kid finally knows how to treat himself well. He didn't know that he was fighting for his life in danger.

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I'm afraid that he will die if he can't think about it for a moment, and the people behind him will be worried and suffering all day long. It's okay to take a rest. I don't have to let my grandson fight alone until now. It's up to me, an old man who is idle and can only hatch eggs at home, to support him.

Supported.

"Old man, what should we do?" Mrs. He asked, shaking the shoulders of the old man next to him.

"What can we do? Our grandson's old injury has relapsed and he is recuperating. Isn't that good?" Mr. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the old woman beside him. "Don't you always want him to take a rest? Isn't that right?"

"That boy is as strong as an ox, will they believe it?" Mrs. He's eyes widened and she shouted excitedly, "Old man!"

"Huh! Huh! I'm here, you have to believe it even if you don't believe it." Mr. He was also very annoyed. They really went too far this time. Do they really think he was made up of clay? The famous He Yanwang back then was not called "King of Hell" for nothing.

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At the same time, in a quaint little study, a middle-aged voice sounded gloomily, "That kid took a leave of absence due to illness."

"Injury, even the skin is not scratched, and it is still injured, what a liar!" Another slightly younger and more slender voice said, "It would be better to expose him."

"Alas!" The kind-faced old man sitting in the main seat with his eyes slightly closed opened his eyes when he heard his gentle voice. He kept shaking his head in his heart and said, "Young man." He shot a sharp look at him.

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The young man looked at the sharp eyes coming from the main seat and shrank his neck cowardly.

"He retreats just in time for us to enter." The middle-aged man said: "Since he is recuperating from his injuries, let him continue to recuperate. When he comes back, things will have changed." [

The old man nodded slowly, "Just do it!" He set up his crutches, and despite his age, his tall and straight figure was still as strong as a pine tree, and he walked out of the study slowly and powerfully.

In the evening, the melodious flute sounded on time, and He Junyao was already accustomed to the tired birds returning to their nests. He calmly finished the day's farm work. After washing up in the evening, he sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

At noon, I meditated and practiced Qigong in my free time in the evening, and did farm work in the morning and afternoon. It was a monotonous and meaningful two days. On the morning of the third day, I finally received a telegram from afar and knew the exact address. He Junyao and Li Qingjie asked for leave.

He drove a borrowed van from Fatty's food company, took a map, enough dry food and water and embarked on a journey to find his comrades.

We drove along national highways and provincial highways for five days and five nights, during which we even made mistakes. We finally arrived at the boundary of Qingshan County, "This is the boundary of Qingshan County." Li Qingjie said in surprise, "There's not even a decent boundary marker.

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He Junyao looked at the boundary monument of 'Cao Da' and the gravel road, and said calmly: "Let's go! We should be able to reach the county seat at dawn."

When they see such boundary markers and roads, they can imagine that the county town is not much better. As expected, it is not the poorest, only poorer.

The county seat is small and surrounded by mountains of all sizes, hence the name Qingshan County. Only in the west of the city is a relatively wide avenue that closely connects the county seat with the world outside the mountains.

After galloping for more than an hour, it was already daybreak. He Junyao and Li Qingjie came here after a long journey. Spring has returned to the earth inside the pass, and the spring scenery is bright. However, the temperature outside the pass is only ten degrees high. The trees here are mostly sylvestris pine, purple linden, white birch, etc.

The larches and even the pine trees turned reddish-brown when they were bare, as if winter had returned overnight. Fortunately, I was prepared and brought enough cotton-padded clothes, otherwise I would have suffered from frostbite.

He Junyao drove the car along the way, and Li Qingjie did not have a driver's license. The car stopped, and people who got up early in the morning looked at this car from out of town strangely.

They went into a hotel to wash up, have a hot breakfast, and ask for directions to Yongfeng Village.

"Boss, it seems we have to walk next, the car can't get in." After asking for directions, Li Qingjie put the rest of the food into his stomach.

"Okay, leave the car here and we'll leave now." He Junyao opened a long wooden stool and stood up and said. "You are in good health, can you still eat and live?"

Li Qingjie patted his chest and said, "No problem, it's such a small thing. Now my body is in great shape."

The two of them carried dry food and water on their backs and began to rush towards Yongfeng Village like a rapid march. The rolling mountains were gradually moving away from Qingshan County, and the people were deserted. The trail spreading through the bare mountains and forests was like a thin thread.

The line is floating among the mountains, as if a gust of mountain wind can blow the trail away and never exist again.

Looking from a distance, two figures were running fast on the mountain trail, as if they were walking on flat ground. He Junyao, who was walking in front, said: "Okay! Third brother, you have spent all these years in vain, you can follow me."

Get up to my speed." Of course, this speed was much slower due to his health.

"Haha... Of course, we can't move our upper body, so let's not hinder the exercise of our lower body!" Li Qingjie said proudly: "The body is the capital of the revolution, and we must save the capital at all times, right?" (To be continued)