Youxianguan, everything starts from the end of the end of Dharma

Chapter 69 New Law

The afternoon sun is shining brightly, it is the hottest time of the day, but in the community where Ma Qianjun lives, no matter how hot the sun is, it is blocked by patches of dense vegetation.

In addition, there is an artificial lake in the middle of the community. Amidst the rippling blue waves, the wind blowing across the water naturally brings a stream of cool water vapor. Therefore, being in it not only does not make people feel hot at all, but also makes people feel warmer.

A bit of leisurely contentment.

There is no such thing as autumn in the weather in the south. Basically, winter comes after summer. However, Wucheng is surrounded by mountains and rivers, hiding the wind and gathering energy. It is a rare geomantic treasure. It is hot in summer but not too humid.

The cold in winter is not as severe as other places.

Therefore, in the afternoon, Wu Qi deliberately walked out of the underground practice room and found an open and sunny place outside Ma Qianjun's villa to start his stance.

The pile is an ordinary Hunyuan pile, with your feet shoulder-width apart, your hips wrapped and your knees bent. Your hands are wrapped around each other and stretched out, as if you are holding an invisible tree in your arms.

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But what is extraordinary is that Wu Qi's breathing is obviously very different from when he practiced Qigong in the past. Every time he exhales and inhales, not only is he deep and long, but his breath is lifted up to the top.

Liangmen, down to the heel.

There was obviously not much sound, but every time he took a breath, the air in front of him gathered and dispersed like wind. People could clearly see countless airflows in his mouth and nose, coming in and out.

At the same time, under the shade of a tree not far from Wu Qi, Ma Qianjun also set up a sun umbrella and was lying lazily on a deck chair, looking at Erlang's legs and watching Wu Qi in a silly way.

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Because to him, the posture that Wu Qi was putting up now was clearly a chubby bear standing upright, hugging a big tree and rubbing his body against it! Moreover, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like it, and it looked like no one else.
At noon, Ma Qianjun came back a little later than Wu Qi. As soon as he came back, he saw Wu Qi standing motionless under the bright sun, so he didn't go up to talk to him. He just moved out a set of lounge chairs and got a cold drink.

Waiting by the side.

Just as he waited, more than an hour passed. Wu Qi still stood there in the same posture, without any change. Ma Qianjun was dressed in a floral shirt and beach shorts. He had changed the cold drink in his hand several times, but

He didn't feel bored. He just lay on the beach chair and watched Wu Qi standing there.

It can be seen that he probably has something to talk to Wu Qi, but he also knows that there are many details in the stance in martial arts and cannot be easily disturbed. Otherwise, given his personality, he probably wouldn't be able to wait for such a long time.

After passing through the Youxian Temple space, the Iron Palm Kung Fu derived from the stone tablet has many different things added to it, both in terms of training methods and upper limits. Just like the standing method of Hunyuan Zhuang, although the posture has not changed, the core

The breathing and mindfulness are completely different.

Wu Qi changed his habits bit by bit according to the requirements, and began to cooperate with the spiritual awareness, using breathing to drive the flow of breath between the internal organs, and the heart and mind were in harmony, and the mind and Qi were in harmony. Every time

Breathing strives to grasp yin and yang, connect the inside and outside, and let the turbid air in the body slowly disperse outward through the pores all over the body.

Slowly, when Wu Qi's whole spirit was immersed in this rhythm, he suddenly felt that the five internal organs and six internal organs in his body seemed to have been connected into a whole by an invisible breath.

Every pore opens and closes with his breathing, as if there are countless small external channels running through his body.

Wave after wave of cool wind penetrated every detail of the body from all directions. Sometimes it was cold, and sometimes it was warm! This feeling was something he had never experienced in more than ten years of practicing boxing.

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It was as if his whole body became transparent at this moment. The oxygen that originally needed to be breathed into the body through the mouth and nose suddenly spread to every inch of the body. Between the breaths, the pores opened and closed, that feeling

, it’s simply refreshing to the extreme.

Although the Wu family's Iron Palm Kung Fu is both internal and external, it is not Iron Palm in the ordinary sense. However, when practicing this Kung Fu, you still need to start from beating the muscles and bones and tempering your hands at the beginning. The steps are the same as Iron Palm.

A way to be domineering and fierce. Only when the kung fu has reached a certain level and begins to work from the outside to the inside, can it be considered that you can also cultivate internal skills, which can nourish the five internal organs and strengthen the body internally.

But now that Wu Qi has practiced Iron Palm Kungfu, he has used his original kung fu as the basis and premise, and directly trained his body and mind, consciousness, internal organs, meridians and acupuncture points. The path is basically a path from acquired to return.

The innate thoroughfare, breathing and refining qi, grasping yin and yang, opening pores, changing breathing, strengthening internal organs, connecting the inside and outside.

Although Iron Palm Kung Fu is still called Iron Palm Kung Fu, it is clear that he has practiced more than just the skills of his hands!

After practicing for who knows how long, Wu Qi suddenly felt a sharp pain between his lungs, as if he had inhaled a large cloud of hot smoke and exhaust gas while he was taking in and out of breath, so that when he breathed again

, his mouth and nose were filled with a strong smell of rust, a fishy-sweet stench, which made people feel nauseous and very uncomfortable.

Wu Qi knew that this was where the disease in his body was revealed. Although his Kung Fu was practiced internally and externally, it was the best martial arts in the world, but after all, it was done from the outside in, and he practiced it every day.

When inserting iron sand, you cannot avoid inhaling the dust and harmful substances.

Even if various drugs are used to cleanse, restore, and maintain, it is impossible to completely remove the hidden injuries accumulated over time and over more than ten years. And this kind of injury, in ordinary people, is actually pneumoconiosis, which is

It cannot be completely cured by modern medicine.

"Good guy, I didn't expect that after changing this skill, the effect would be so good. Now it's better, and the old man's disease can be cured!" Wu Qi felt his lungs hurt, but he was so happy in his heart.

The first thing that comes to mind is that the old man at home can be saved!

The last time his mother called him, she said she was making medicine for the old man. Ultimately, this was the reason.

It's just that the old man has been practicing kung fu all his life, and his injuries have accumulated more seriously. When he was young, he didn't feel anything bad, but once he passed forty and his physical strength declined, this problem became more prominent. And it became more serious every year.

I can continue to drink traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate. But in the end, it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause.

If not for this, the old man would not have retreated and returned to the outside world to retire early!

As soon as the lesions in the lungs appeared, as Wu Qi's breathing became heavier and heavier, it felt like a handful of sand was thrown up in the lungs. Every time he vomited, it hurt, and slowly it even brought out the pain.

A trace of blood.

Hooray, hooray!

Wu Qi's breathing gradually produced a broken sound, as if an old bellows was breathing.

After a few more mouthfuls, Wu Qi suddenly felt as if there was a lump of thick phlegm in his throat. The breath in his body could not be suppressed and he pushed up. Suddenly his face turned red and his eyes bulged out.

At that moment, I couldn't help but frown, and my chest and abdomen suddenly bulged outwards.

The next moment, he opened his mouth, and with a pop!, he spat out a mouthful of black and bloody mucus. Then, in an instant, his chest suddenly felt refreshed, and the breath all over his body was shaken, and his whole body was shaking.

People feel refreshed.

He took a long breath and slowly swallowed it into his belly nine times. Wu Qi stood up, circled his hands, pressed down from the top of his head to his lower abdomen, and slowly rubbed it several times, and then stopped. He looked carefully

Look at the mouthful of mucus you spit out.

Sure enough, I saw many tiny black spots inside, densely packed with pus and blood in the middle.

"I have breathed in so much iron sand in my lungs. It's no wonder that I can be healthy! No wonder, according to the old man, very few of our ancestors of the Wu family died at the end of their lives. They usually died of tuberculosis in the end. Who can bear this?

Come on!"

Wu Qi thought of how his old man would cough and wheeze day and night when the seasons changed from autumn to winter, and he shuddered. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet such an eternal wonder as Youxian Temple.

Otherwise, it is estimated that when you get old, you will be no different from the old man. Then you will suffer.

"Oh, you've finally finished practicing."

Ma Qianjun was lying on the side, already half asleep, but when he saw Wu Qi moving, he immediately became energetic.

"Okay. Let's talk. What do you want to tell me?"

Wu Qi took a few deep breaths and felt a strange feeling in his chest. He knew that it was impossible to remove all the iron sand in his lungs through such a practice. People like this slowly "get sick from overwork"

If you want to completely cure internal injuries, you have to take your time. There is no need to rush.

However, after practicing this time, he discovered a hidden disease in his lungs. After spitting out this mouthful of pus and blood, he did feel that his whole body was clear. At that moment, he stopped worrying about this and turned around and asked about Ma Qianjun's health. Things.

This guy has never been one to hide his words. It’s no surprise that he’s been here for so long. It’s not surprising that something happened!

"Daxiong, tell me the truth. Did you go out after I left this morning?" Ma Qianjun looked serious and suddenly swiped his head twice with his hand.

Wu Qi has been friends with him for so many years and knows that if he acts like this, he will definitely feel embarrassed.

At that moment, he couldn't help but walked over, laughed twice and said, "You want to ask me who did that thing at the Taigu Boxing Gym, right?"

"Yes, that's what I did!"