However, Yan Chixia was not stingy about martial arts and planned to teach him a superior one.
Qin Bai's energy and blood can be gathered in a short period of time, otherwise it would be too annoying in the eyes of the demon, like a firefly in the dark night.
There is no rush to draw the talisman. After all, it requires practicing from the basics. Although Qin Bai is already one step ahead due to his elementary drawing skills, it still takes a lot of time to master it.
Because it was still daytime, even if there was ghost mist, those demons did not dare to be too rampant, so they were not afraid of attacks.
Ning Caichen also woke up after resting during this period, but his consciousness was still a little blurry and his body was slightly edematous.
He simply ate some fish food and fell asleep again. Fortunately, the high fever had subsided, otherwise his brain might have been burned out.
Yan Chixia started teaching from the pile method, which is the foundation of martial arts and is divided into three parts.
They are standing posture, walking posture and sitting posture. As long as you can practice the posture method into the body's instinct, you can practice it all the time and keep yourself in peak condition.
"Look carefully, this is a horse step. It is different from the ordinary horse step. This is my original creation and incorporates the Taoist breathing method into it."
Yan Chixia took a deep breath, then stepped on the ground with both feet. She heard a muffled sound and the entire pavilion trembled.
Although Qin Bai heard that the name of this pile technique was ordinary, he did not dare to underestimate it and quickly started practicing it.
Under Yan Chixia's careful instruction, he quickly confirmed one thing. First of all, although his energy and blood were extremely strong, his talent seemed to be quite ordinary.
Logically speaking, it should not be difficult for Qin Bai to master this basic pile technique, but his progress is actually not fast.
He relied on his memory to memorize all the steps of the pile technique, especially the breathing technique, which he imitated vividly.
However, when Qin Bai was practicing the horse steps, he felt a little uncomfortable all over his body and could not enter the state of excitement that Yan Chixia mentioned.
"It's really weird. On the surface, it seems that you have mastered the horse stance method, but why can't you get started?"
Yan Chixia was a bit embarrassed. It was not true that he had never taught others. When he was a judge, he would occasionally give guidance.
"Wait a minute, I will teach you another pile method. Maybe the horse stance is not suitable for you."
After finishing speaking, he started to demonstrate again. The second pile method is mainly based on dark strength, which emphasizes moving with precision. Even if the body is not moving, the muscles are exerting force all the time.
Qin Bai quickly mastered it after trying it a few times, but it was still the same old problem. He imitated it very much, but he didn't grasp the essence.
He stopped and thought carefully. In fact, according to Yan Chixia's explanation, the pile method is to keep the body in a natural state and exercise all the time.
For Qin Bai, at the age of thirty, the muscles and bones of his body have been finalized, and his muscle exertion actually has a unique habit of his own. Could it be the prototype of the pile technique?
Allowing him to change his strength will only cause hidden injuries to his body unless he takes a large number of medicinal baths to recover.
After thinking about it, Qin Bai felt a little sick. Thinking about it this way, his pile technique must be closely related to blacksmithing. After all, it lasted for fifteen years.
Therefore, he felt that he might have mastered the pile technique unknowingly. After all, his energy and blood were not innate and could only be cultivated subtly in blacksmithing.
What Qin Bai has to do now is to completely master this kind of pile technique that sometimes works well and sometimes fails. Otherwise, he can only train himself when he is forging iron, which is a bit cheating when he thinks about it.
He clearly wasn't pursuing this style of painting, but the cruel reality seemed to be forcing him to do so.
"Well, Brother Yan, you can teach me a few more pile techniques. Maybe one of them is suitable for me."
Yan Chixia didn't know the other party's situation. Thinking that it was her own problem, her tone immediately dropped.
"Okay, I don't know too many Zhuan techniques. My cultivation is mainly based on Taoism."
In the following time, he showed Qin Bai five or six pile techniques. It could be seen that he really wanted to teach him, but he didn't learn any of them.
It feels good to have whoring for free for a while, and it feels good to have whoring for free all the time.
However, Qin Bai still gained some gains. The energy and blood emitted by his body were partially restrained, and his strength became much more natural.
He also learned from Yan Chixia's mouth that the realm of martial arts practitioners is that as long as the Zhuang technique is integrated into the body's instincts, every move will change, and Ming Jin has been achieved.
When this bright energy becomes stronger and can obviously play a role in exerting force, and aeration can be heard between the fists and feet, the dark energy is reached.
After dark strength, practice until the whole body and limbs are moving, and every part of the body is covered by strength. It reaches the peak of ordinary people. Even if you just snap your fingers, you can concentrate the whole body's strength. This is transformation strength.
Because he was unable to fully master the pile technique, Qin Bai was still at the level of Ming Jin, but far beyond Ming Jin but not yet reaching Dark Jin. He felt like he was practicing a hundred levels of Qi.
According to Yan Chixia, Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin are actually in the same realm, and the purpose is to polish oneself and enter the realm of holding elixirs.
Reaching this state is actually no different from the final step of refining Qi and transforming into a god, condensing the spirit into a pill. After all, martial arts and Taoism both reach the same goal through different paths.
Therefore, he also suggested that Qin Bai just focus on one thing and don't be too frustrated with his martial arts talent.
Unknowingly, Qin Bai has changed from a genius to a loser in Yan Chixia's heart, and the standard role of the protagonist is solid.
For Qin Bai, improving his own strength is the most critical thing. Since the pile method will not see results in a short time, he should learn to draw talismans.
He couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Master Yan, have you ever heard of the technique of turning paper into a human being?"
When Yan Chixia saw the other party asking questions about the paper figures, she warned: "The paper figures are just a trick, and some of them are too evil. It is said that they are made of the skin of a baby less than a month old, which is simply against the laws of nature."
But then he said in a gentle tone: "As long as you don't come into contact with these evil ways that hurt people's lives, it is not impossible to practice the paper man's method. Since I have not taught you the sword technique, if you are interested in this method, I will give you a paper sword skill The method can be taught to you."
"Paper swordsmanship..."
Qin Bai was not interested. A picture appeared in his mind. A group of primary school students were playing a house game with long swords made of paper.
Then imagine yourself holding a paper sword. It has no deterrent effect against monsters, and it doesn't fit with his style of painting.
Qin Bai shamelessly crawled along the pole and said, "Is there such a magical method that looks like the heaven and earth, has three heads and six arms, has the universe in its sleeves, and can pick stars with bare hands?"
Yan Chixia resisted the urge to draw her sword. If she was really good at this, how could she be trapped in this small pavilion with you? She would have slapped the tree demon grandma to death.
