When practicing in the mountains, time often passes relatively quickly. A month almost flies by, leaving no one with time to react.
As winter turned to spring and the heavy snow gradually disappeared, Lin Xiaolu relied on amazing perseverance to complete the month-long breathing practice and was finally able to speak.
For an active young man like him, not talking for a month was really frustrating for him, so when he could speak, his little mouth would start chattering non-stop.
“This Yi Jin Jing is really amazing!
I have been practicing for a month, and now I have completely adapted to this breathing rhythm. My posture and movements are lighter than before, I have a better appetite for eating, and I sleep better. I think if I continue like this, I should be able to achieve the legendary teaching of the Dharma. It's a state where whoever is allowed to have diarrhea will have diarrhea. "
At the lunch table, the young man boasted to everyone with a proud look on his face.
Shangguan Shiliu, who disliked his arrogance the most, heard this and began to attack him mercilessly:
"You haven't had any obvious changes in the past month. I can feel that the intention to beat you up is still ugly, and you haven't made much progress in your kung fu."
"You know nothing." Lin Xiaolu retorted loudly while chewing a big white radish: "A unique skill like the Yi Jin Jing does not mean that it will be effective after just one month of practice. Handsome duck, tell Huadie what you told me. Say it again."
The handsome duck who was eating winter bamboo shoots nodded his head, and then opened his mouth in front of Zen Master Wu Xin, Wu Gu, Liu Yuniang, and Shangguan Shiliu:
"It is indeed written in that scripture that the effect of the Yi Jin Jing is to maximize the development of the human body's inner being, the development of muscles, bones, and Qi. Generally, it takes many years of hard practice to suddenly realize that one day, the whole body All nine meridians are opened, all eight doors are opened, the heavens bloom, and the true energy circulates on its own and travels to the limbs and bones, and finally enters a state called selflessness and formlessness."
"Sounds pretty powerful. Can it beat a cultivator?" Shangguan Shiliu asked.
"this……"
The handsome duck was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head, "It is recorded in the scriptures that no one has ever truly reached this state. After all, according to a normal person's body, it would take at least one hundred and twenty years to reach this level. Even the Patriarch Bodhidharma who created the Yi Jin Jing has not reached the level of cultivation of two Jiazi, so it is difficult to judge whether he can be compared with those who cultivate immortals.
Of course, my boss will be an exception. "
The handsome duck continued to hum proudly: "My boss has gone through two animal blood exercises, and his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary warriors, so he practices this kind of martial arts very quickly.
Just the breathing method to cleanse the nasal cavity, airway, heart and lungs requires ordinary people to practice for several years, but my boss achieved it in a month. "
"You heard it! I achieved it in a month." Lin Xiaolu said proudly to Shangguan Shiliu.
Seeing the young man and the duck quarreling, Shangguan Shiliu curled his lips in annoyance, turned his head and ignored them lazily, while Wu Guo beside him became a little curious:
"Little Deer Donor, now that you have mastered the first level of breathing techniques, what will you practice next?"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then scratched his head and said confusedly: "Yeah, what are you going to practice next?"
"Duck, don't I have to wash the muscles and meridians and the internal organs later? How do I wash those things? Do you want to change your breathing method?"
The handsome duck shook his head and said with a smile: "Boss, it's much simpler later. Just find someone to repeatedly press your body's acupuncture points, bone seams, and muscles according to the description in the Yi Jin Jing, and then apply acupuncture. Follow the above By pricking the acupuncture points with the acupuncture method, the second layer of washing can be carried out.”
"So easy?" The young man looked surprised.
"Yes." Handsome Duck nodded.
Lin Xiaolu felt very happy and was just about to say that he would start the second level of training in the afternoon when Shangguan Shiliu suddenly spoke again:
"Who will give you massage? Who will give you acupuncture? Do you think any of us know this?"
The young man was stunned.
Liu Yuniang on the side also spoke for the rare time: "Brother Xiaolu's body is so strong, even if you go to the mortal world to ask someone who knows massage or acupuncture, you can't press or prick him, right?"
Lin Xiaolu suddenly looked at Shuai Shuai Ya in confusion, and Shuai Shuai Ya looked up at the ceiling, as if you don't ask me, I am only responsible for translation.
At the dinner table, when the young man was at a loss as to what to do, Zen Master Wuxin, who was in the presence of the old god, suddenly chuckled: "Massage and acupuncture are both types of medical skills, and the poor monk knows a little about them.
As for the body of the little deer donor, the poor monk can also use spiritual power to massage and apply acupuncture, and there should be no problem. "
"Wow!"
Lin Xiaolu was so excited that he hugged Zen Master Wuxin.
"Master, you are so awesome!"
After lunch, Lin Xiaolu couldn't wait to drag Master Wu Xin to the library. He was so happy that he almost turned somersaults along the way. Master Wu Xin seemed to like this child very much, and he was smiling all the way.
The two of them came to the library together with Shuai Shuaiya. As soon as they entered, Lin Xiaolu couldn't wait to take off his clothes, revealing his fair and clear body, but with obvious lines, and then lay down on a futon.
"Master, I'm ready, come and say goodbye to me, don't pity me!"
Zen Master Wu Xin couldn't see him, but Shuai Shuai Ya sat aside, holding a roll of bamboo slips and explaining to him the technique and position of compression.
"The massage techniques and positions are indeed a bit weird. Many of them are acupoints on the human body that are very prone to pain."
Zen Master Wu Xin hesitated and said: "Donor Xiaolu, you have a strong body. Later, the poor monk will inject spiritual energy into his hands to massage you. It should be a little painful, please bear with it."
"Haha, don't worry, master. I'm not afraid of pain. I'm a man. I bleed, sweat, and don't shed tears."
Zen Master Wuxin smiled when he heard this, then raised his old but very powerful hand, injected spiritual power into his fingers, and for a long time, he hit the right side of the young man's lumbar spine!
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A massage lasted for more than half an hour. Lin Xiaolu remained silent, as if he couldn't feel any pain at all. Zen Master Wuxin was a little surprised at his endurance.
He poured spiritual power into his hands, and he knew how powerful it was. No matter how strong the child was physically, he shouldn't have no reaction, but he didn't even make a sound. What kind of perseverance is this?
The old monk with confused eyes repeatedly pressed Lin Xiaolu's bone seams, muscle groups, acupuncture points, and meridians, and asked: "Donor Xiaolu must have suffered a lot before, right?"
"It's okay. I endured hardship in the past so that I could live a better life with my sister. Now I endure hardship so that I can continue to be my sister's supporter in the future, and then create a new path for the world's warriors."
After speaking, he said with some self-deprecation and embarrassment: "Master, are my goals and ideals ridiculous and unrealistic? After all, I am just a mortal who cannot cultivate immortality."
While pressing his meridians, Zen Master Wuxin sighed with a smile: "A person's ideal is not ridiculous, and whether it is realistic or not has nothing to do with the ideal itself.
What is relevant is whether a person is willing to work hard, think, and fight for his or her ideals.
The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. Everything among all living things comes from scratch. Therefore, every new thing appears for the first time. Before these things appear for the first time, most people will think that these things It is absurd, unrealistic, and impossible to exist.
Therefore, the poor monk believes that as long as the deer donor is willing to work hard for his ideal, no matter how unrealistic the ideal seems at the moment, it will definitely come true in the future.
And this is also a cause and effect. "
