Chapter 87 Is there really true energy in the world? ! !

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In recent days, the disciples of the Xingyi Boxing Gym have looked at Chen Xixiang’s house in shock and surprise.

Because since the strange phenomenon occurred in Jinmen that day, Taoist Chen, who helped the boxing gym take care of the scum in the sect, actually felt waves of refreshing feelings coming from his house.

Moreover, from time to time, there is some visible mist steaming on the roof.

This cloud and fog lasted for several days, and it was not the white fog that would appear in the early morning.

Instead, it lasts from morning to night, continuously.

And the most important thing is that the Taoist priest has not eaten for several days.

The disciples in the boxing gym were all surprised and guessed among themselves:

"this……"

"I heard from Master that this Taoist Master Chen is a master of Taoism on the mountain. He is not really practicing immortal magic and Taoism, right?"

Despite such speculation, most people still don't believe that Chen Xixiang has really become an immortal. After all, they have also seen Chen Xixiang take action.

At such a young age, he is indeed very skilled and has already entered the realm of transformation.

Such talent.

Only Mr. Sun Lutang can compare with him.

But after all, even a martial arts master like Mr. Sun Lutang could not become an immortal.

After all, boxing is just boxing. I have never heard of anyone who can become an immortal by practicing boxing.

I don’t know what the disciples in the boxing gym are guessing.

In the room.

Chen Xixiang has been in seclusion for ten days. Even if it is Gangjin Bigu in the Chinese martial arts, it is at most this level.

Of course, his martial arts cultivation has not broken through to the strength of the Spinal Dragon, but because he has absorbed Qi into his body for days and condensed the Qi in his body, his body's nutrition has been replenished even if he does not eat.

It's noon now.

Chen Xixiang suddenly opened his eyes.

When his eyes opened and closed, he actually revealed a substantial divine light.

At the same time, in his body, the condensed Qi seed surged up!

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy that Chen Xixiang had introduced into his body in recent days formed a fusion.

At this time, he suddenly stepped into the realm of "true qi" among the four acquired realms classified by Chen Xixiang for martial arts training.

Among the four acquired realms he divided: qi sense, qi seed, true qi, and gang qi.

Chen Xixiang had experience in refining qi before, so he could easily cross the two realms of qi sense and qi type. When he was guided by the spiritual qi, it took him ten days to reach the realm of true qi!

Phew~

Let out a breath.

Chen Xixiang stretched himself and said to himself: "Sure enough, after gaining spiritual energy, the body can practice at a terrifying speed. If I keep practicing at this pace, I will be able to enter the innate realm in a short time."

The innate body is born with clear meridians and is in harmony with spiritual energy.

It is indeed a genius body that he spent a lot of money to acquire.

Even Cui Ning, who was in the Dao Song world and whose Dao bell rang nine times, could never practice at such a fast speed.

Chen Xixiang walked out of the house.

The disciples in the boxing gym finally saw the Taoist priest who had not seen him for more than ten days.

When he heard his disciples mention Mr. Che Er's entrustment before leaving, Chen Xixiang's eyes moved:

"Mr. Che Er left Tianjin for something?"

Could it be because of the three words "demon Xingyi" mentioned by the scum disciple? It seemed that this matter was related to some major event in the martial arts world, which made Mr. Che Er leave so eagerly to find Sun Lutang.

Now Wang Fengxiang, the top disciple in the boxing gym, was injured by Liu Changbai, and was seriously injured. His internal organs were shattered by An Jin, and he couldn't get out of bed. Before leaving, Mr. Che Er told Chen Xixiang to help take care of the boxing gym.

I heard that the Taoist priest finally came out of seclusion after more than ten days.

There are more than forty disciples in the boxing gym, but the ones below are the ones who have gained real prominence in their martial arts.

The second disciple is Liao Xiaoshan, the third disciple is Guan Xiuwen, and the fourth disciple is Mao Junyan.

These three people immediately came to visit Chen Xixiang, who was entrusted with the boxing gym by his master.

"Taoist Priest, Master told me before he left that the boxing gym is now in your hands."

After the three people came in front of them, they clasped their fists respectfully, as if they were treating their masters.

In the past, the master had great rules.

Of course, all their disciples had to listen to what Mr. Che Er left. What's more, they had all seen Chen Xixiang's martial arts, and naturally no one was unconvinced.

"Everyone, please continue to practice as usual." Chen Xixiang said, but then he remembered something and said, "How is Fengxiang's injury?"

When it comes to senior brother, the three of them and the latter disciple and apprentice all have sad expressions on their faces.

Liao Xiaoshan's nose felt sore and he said, "The doctor has been asked to take a look. He said it's hard to tell."

Wang Fengxiang suffered an internal injury, which was an internal injury. His internal organs were ruptured and the situation was extremely serious.

Now we can only hope that the master will bring Sun Lutang back as soon as possible to see if he can save the senior brother.

Unexpectedly, several disciples heard...

"Take me to have a look... I can cure Fengxiang's injury."

It was Chen Xixiang who spoke softly.

These few people and the other disciples were all happy when they heard it. They had long heard that "medicine does not distinguish between families."

Since the Taoist Master said this, he must be very familiar with the medical technique of Qihuang, and maybe he can really save the senior brother.

When he walked into Wang Fengxiang's house, his wife was taking care of him, but she was secretly wiping away tears. She obviously knew that the child's father was seriously injured.

When Wang Fengxiang saw Chen Xixiang come in, he struggled to get up. His face was pale and his lips were bloodless: "Ahem... Taoist priest, ahem... you are out of seclusion."

He hurt his lungs and kept coughing during a sentence.

Seeing this, my wife was so worried that she almost cried, and quickly helped her: "Don't move or talk. The doctor said not to move, because it will affect your wound..."

"It's okay, help him sit up." Chen Xixiang told Wang Fengxiang's wife not to worry. He immediately placed two fingers on Wang Fengxiang's pulse, and after a gentle groan, he ordered:

"You all go out first."

"This... the doctor said... we can't let him move..." After all, she was still worried about her husband. The woman clenched her heart and looked at the Taoist priest worriedly.

"Sister-in-law, listen to the Taoist Priest. He said he can save senior brother's injury. Let's go out first." Liao Xiaoshan hesitated and persuaded.

The woman glanced at her husband hesitantly and worriedly, then wiped away her tears.

After all, she was a woman, so she didn't dare to say anything, so she followed him out first.

Wang Fengxiang smiled bitterly on the kang and couldn't stop coughing:

"Cough...cough...Taoist Master, I know my injury myself, even...cough cough...Master can't cure it. I'm prepared to be...cough cough...consumption for the rest of my life. It’s a ghost.”

He is also a master of An Jin and knows how serious An Jin's internal injuries are.

So I don't want Chen Xixiang to make useless attempts.

"Your master temporarily handed over the boxing gym to my care. You are the top disciple in the gym. Do you want to live like a useless person for the rest of your life?"

Chen Xixiang said lightly, and after positioning Wang Fengxiang straight, he turned around and sat cross-legged behind him, put his hands on his back, and said:

"You agree, but I haven't agreed yet."

Wang Fengxiang smiled bitterly.

He discovered Chen Xixiang's movements.

He pressed his palms against his back.

Sure enough, this Taoist priest still believed that he had some real energy.

Wang Fengxiang once met Sun Lutang, and even people like Sun Lutang said that true energy was probably a figment of Taoism.

The reason why this Taoist priest came to Tianjin was not because Sun Lutang pointed out that cultivating Qi was a dead-end road.

Refining Qi will only cause serious problems in the body and eventually lead to an early death.

Is it because of this that you, Taoist Chen, came to practice Neijiaquan to maintain your health and heal your injuries?

As a result, he actually plans to use that ethereal Qi to heal his injuries.

However, this was finally the Taoist priest's good intention. Wang Fengxiang could only shake his head and sigh in his heart, unable to bear any more words of rejection.

Unexpectedly, just when he was thinking like this.

Instantly.

From the two acupuncture points on his back touched by Chen Xixiang's palms, he actually... felt two streams of heat.

Instantly!

Wang Fengxiang felt as if he was struck by lightning.

He was stunned.

Then after two breaths, he couldn't help but trembled: "Taoist Master, I... why do I feel something getting into my back, something cold..."

"Don't open your mouth, lest you lose your strength."

Chen Xixiang said: "I am using my true energy to force out the congestion in your lungs. Once you open your mouth, your breath will be confused and your performance will be affected."

I heard Chen Xixiang’s admission.

real……

So angry!

Wang Fengxiang was stunned and his body was stiff.

No, it's impossible...

Lie!

He still didn't wake up and was hallucinating.

However, that clearly perceived airflow...is really not fake! !

Although his mouth was shut after being ordered to do so, huge waves surged in his heart at this moment, constantly beating against his concept of life!

So angry!

There is real Qi in the world!

After half a cup of tea.

Wang Fengxiang suddenly felt a surging force in his lungs, making his throat taste sweet, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

outside the house.

Liao Xiaoshan, Guan Xiuwen, Mao Junyan, Wang Fengxiang's wife Zeng Xiufang, and a group of disciples all had different expressions of uneasiness, wondering how the Taoist priest inside had made the diagnosis.

Suddenly I heard a sound inside the house.

"People from outside can come in."

Several people hurriedly pushed the door open and saw that Wang Fengxiang was no longer sitting, but lying on the kang.

Zeng Xiufang didn't see the pool of blood yet, so she hurriedly asked: "Taoist Master, how are you doing? What medicine should you prescribe..."

Chen Xixiang said slowly: "I have been lucky enough to force out the congestion in Fengxiang's lungs. He is no longer seriously ill. Next, I will go to the pharmacy to prescribe some health-preserving medicine. He will be cured after a few months of rest."

"Next, I'll leave it to you to take care of me."

Although he understood the infinite knowledge of the relationship between Daoguo Nei Qigong and the human body, it was still the first time for him to use Zhenqi to heal an injury, so he consumed some energy.

Seeing Chen Xixiang say a few words, he actually went out.

The disciples in the boxing gym were all speechless.

"This... just for a moment, I said that Senior Brother is fine. I'll prescribe... some tonic... and he will be cured in a few months..."

The woman looked hesitant: "Taoist Master, he can't be..."

However, before he could say anything, he heard a voice shouting from the kang:

"Shut up, Daoist Chen has just used his true energy to force out the blood congestion in my lungs. What do you know, you dare to say nonsense behind my back!"

I heard my husband yelling angrily.

Zeng Xiufang felt aggrieved at first, then froze for a moment and looked in disbelief:

"Dad, your face and voice are actually much better..."

Obviously, she was a woman who didn't understand the concept of Qi healing, but she was not blind. Just Chen Xixiang's tea time to heal Wang Fengxiang's complexion improved a lot.

Not only was his face slightly rosier, but his voice was also much clearer.

His lungs were injured before and he would have to cough for a long time just to say a word.

However, the other disciples practicing boxing were shocked by the information in one sentence of the senior brother, and they were all dumbfounded.

They immediately saw the black blood spurting from the mouth on the ground.

Liao Xiaoshan's mouth opened wide, wondering if he had heard wrongly: "Senior brother, are you saying that the Taoist priest will use Qi to heal your injuries?"

Guan Xiuwen lost his voice: "Zhen Qi? Is there really such a thing in the world?"

Mao Junyan looked back at Chen Xixiang's disappeared figure and murmured in his heart:

"Using true energy to heal wounds... This is simply unimaginable..."

The status of their Xingyi sect in the world of Chinese martial arts is self-evident. Because they followed Che Yizhai, they also met many big figures and great masters.

Masters such as the martial arts god Sun Lutang, senior master Guo Yunshen, Cheng Tinghua of the Bagua Sect, Gong Baotian, and Li Cunyi have great reputations in the martial arts world.

None of these have reached the transformation state through kung fu, and even one or two of them have achieved the Dan Gang state.

But it has never been said that anyone has developed true energy in his body!

This is incredible.

I'm afraid there are not many people in history.

They are boxing practitioners, which directly impacts their understanding of boxing training.

Apart from inner strength?

Is there actually true energy in the world? !