Having nothing to do for twenty days in a row, the cavalry visited almost every corner of Sui County. There was no military order from Fang Jie, and no one was allowed to leave the city except scouts. Although it was rare to enjoy the time without fighting, it was a bit boring after all. In his free time, Da Quan taught Fang Jie the backgammon he had taught many people, and it quickly became popular in the camp. Go with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines is too cumbersome and esoteric, but backgammon is easy to learn, so everyone has a great time playing it.
Walking on the street, Fang Jie smiled at the soldiers squatting on the ground and starting to play with stones after drawing a picture casually. He liked this rare feeling of relaxation in the midst of tension. The scouts sent out came back one after another, but all they brought back were news within a radius of two or three hundred miles. It is estimated that it will take at least ten days to know the exact situation in Xiangcheng.
Except for the daily inspection of the barracks, Fang spent most of his time practicing.
Back at the residence, he took out the book Wan Xingchen gave him, and read it carefully again. Although he still found nothing, he did not give up.
That old man used to stand at the peak of martial arts in the Central Plains until now, and the things he gave will definitely not be worthless.
Looking at the meridians depicted in those pictures, a moving picture gradually appeared in Fang Jie's mind. Those meridians seem to be alive, and the vitality can be seen faintly. Fang Xie always has this illusion every time he looks at it, or because he is too focused. Just looking at the direction of the context, Fang Jie still found nothing.
Shen Qing pushed the door open and walked in, pouring a cup of tea for Fang Jie.
"Still nothing?"
She sat down opposite Fang Jie, and looked at her little man with her chin resting on her hands.
"without."
Fang Jie shook his head: "I really don't have any talent in practice. If it weren't for my special physique, I would be a real waste. I have read this booklet no less than a hundred times. I still don’t understand what great secret is hidden in it.”
Shen Qingfan was silent for a while and said: "Although the practice method you told me is more difficult, once you master it, the progress is rapid, and the power of the moves is much greater. Since your practice method is correct, you simply don't want it." If you stare at this booklet and think about it, it’s better to practice in your own way.”
Fang Jie clenched his fist and punched out the window.
The bare old tree outside the window shook immediately, and a piece of the trunk was shattered by the fist wind, the bark flew flying, and a hole was smashed out.
"I don't have Qihai Dantian, so I can only use this method to practice, but Luo Yao said that this is the most correct way to practice. But I have not only told you this method, Xiao Yao, Dagou, Qilin, and even Mr. Zhuo know it. But no one can grasp it. It can be seen that the so-called correctness has limitations, and it does not work for everyone."
"There is no sea of air..."
Shen Qingfan pondered for a while and said: "Professors of all sects have similar cultivation methods. They all breathe the vitality of heaven and earth into the sea of dantian qi, and temper it into inner strength. And the inner strength passes through the limbs and bones, and tempers the body. You Your physical body is already far stronger than ordinary people, and even the ninth-rank high-level powerhouses who use ordinary methods to practice are not as strong as your body. So... you have saved a step, that is, you don’t have to use internal energy to temper the meridian body."
She frowned, and suddenly thought of something: "You don't have a sea of qi, so you can't store your inner strength. The inner strength flows out from the sea of qi and runs through your whole body. This is the only way for practitioners to improve their physical fitness. And the sea of qi itself exists in the human body Among them, it is far stronger than other parts of the body without tempering the vitality of heaven and earth, and how good a person's cultivation talent is is not only the comprehension but also the size of the sea of qi and the flow of the Qi veins."
"The sea of qi and the veins of qi are things that exist in the first place, not something that comes from practice."
Fang Jie didn't understand what she meant: "What does this have to do with my practice?"
Shen Qingfan's train of thought suddenly became clear: "Speaking of it, it is not, but if you think about it in another direction... You don't have a sea of energy, and your body doesn't need to be tempered. What does this mean?"
Fang Jie asked, "Explain what?"
"It means that your whole body is the same as the sea of qi of ordinary practitioners. In other words, you don't have a sea of qi, maybe your whole body is a sea of qi."
After saying this sentence, even Shen Qingfan was startled.
"I understand what you mean!"
Fang Jie nodded, but he was not very happy: "Even so, my body is a sea of qi that is much larger than that of ordinary practitioners, but I can't incorporate the vitality of heaven and earth into my body, which means that no matter how big my sea of qi is, It's also useless, because you can't store what comes in."
Shen Qingfan looked at the booklet in front of Fang Jie, and fell into deep thought while looking at the meridians of the human body in the picture.
The vitality of heaven and earth is absorbed into the body and then enters the sea of qi, and then is sent throughout the whole body by the sea of qi. This process is the process of practice. Fang Jie's body can't absorb the vitality of heaven and earth. If his body is Qihai, it's just a huge but abandoned warehouse, meaningless.
"Inner strength comes out from the sea of qi, runs through the whole body and returns to the sea of qi, and repeats itself. This is the practice. If your whole body is the sea of qi, how do you let the vitality of heaven and earth flow through your whole body? Where is your whole body?"
Shen Qingfan's words were somewhat obscure, but Fang Xie understood.
He followed Shen Qingfan's thinking, and after a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up: "I seem to have found a clue..."
He turned over the page of the booklet that had the same physique as his own, looked at the pitifully few air channels and pitifully few air pockets in the human body, and the mystery in his mind seemed to be about to be pried open. This feeling is very subtle, there is a feeling of going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers and finally reaching the end.
"If I am the Sea of Qi, where is my body?"
Fang Jie murmured: "I am the Sea of Qi, so the sky and the earth are my body?"
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Fang Jie stretched out his hand, stared at the human body painted on the booklet, stared at one of the veins for a long time, then closed his eyes to feel his own veins.
He stretched out his hand, and a small ball of flame gradually formed in his palm. This seems to be a natural reaction, and there is no need to deliberately meditate to mobilize the vitality of the world. As long as Fang Xie thinks about it, the flame will burst out from his palm.
"It's this one."
Fang Jie opened his eyes, and the fire in his palm disappeared immediately. He pointed to a meridian drawn on the picture: "I can feel that the fire comes from this meridian."
Shen Qingfan looked at the picture, and found that the meridians drawn on the human body in this picture are really pitiful, not as good as those of the most mediocre practitioners, and even compared with ordinary people, there is no advantage at all. The Qi meridians in the body of practitioners who are barely qualified are several times more than Fang Jie's. Shen Qingfan knows her body very well, so she is sure that if Fang Jie's body really only has these few Qi meridians, then the Qi meridians in her body will be the same. At least a hundred times more than him.
She stretched out her hand to pinch Fang Jie's meridians, felt it carefully, and said, "There are only five qi channels in your body, and the other two were gradually formed during these days. When you were in Chang'an, you only had two and a half qi channels, and one of them was It's like a dead end. Now, not only the blocked air channels have been unblocked, but there are two more."
Fang Jie looked at the picture, and then felt his body according to the position of the meridians on the picture.
After at least half an hour, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "I found out where the second qi channel is, and it took me so long to find out where the things I own are. You need less."
"Try to meditate on the nadis you just became aware of."
Shen Qingfan said immediately.
Fang Jie nodded, then closed his eyes again and fell into silence.
Shen Qingshan sat up straight and looked at Fang Xie, quietly waiting for Fang Xie to discover something new about his body. Shen Qingfan knew that he had experience in cultivation than Fang Xie, but his own experience was of no help to Fang Xie. From the very beginning, the two practiced differently, but in the end, it was Fang Jie who taught her more useful things.
She looked at Fang Xie's face, trying to catch something from the expression on his face.
So, it wasn't until she felt a little cold that she had overlooked something and opened her mouth in surprise. Perhaps because it was too shocking, she raised her hand to cover her mouth and forced herself not to exclaim.
Fang Jie's hands were placed on the table, which had already turned dark blue.
A layer of ice spread from Fang Jie's hand, covering the small half of the table with a thin layer. Fang Jie's palm was covered by this dark blue ice, and the outline of his palm could not be seen clearly. Shen Qingfan wanted to call Fang Jie to pull him out of this weird state. But she was also afraid that there would be some bad effects if Fang Xie was awakened rashly, so she endured it a few times and decided not to disturb Fang Xie.
"Article 2..."
Fang Jie murmured.
Maybe he didn't even realize that he was speaking, it was just a subconscious expression. The blue ice became thicker and thicker in his hands, and then under Shen Qingfan's surprised eyes, the ice gradually changed its shape. On Fang Jie's two hands, a sharp ice spike gradually formed, and then became longer and longer. It seems that the ice thorns are not only strong but also sharp, Shen Qingfan even believes that the ice thorns can easily pierce a person.
Just when her surprise and shock hadn't calmed down, with a click, the ice on Fang Jie's hand suddenly shattered and scattered to the side.
"Found the third one."
Fang Jie closed his eyes and spoke in a completely ethereal state.
Shen Qingfan didn't look at Fang Xie's expression this time, but stared at Fang Xie's hand.
But the hands didn't change in any way this time, Shen Qingfan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. But at this moment, she suddenly realized that she was looking in the wrong direction again.
Around Fang Jie's body, there were more and more tiny shiny particles floating around. These particles are like fine dust, but they reflect a metallic luster under the sunlight drawn in from the window. It's like golden sand, shining brightly. There are more and more of these sands, and after a few minutes, there are so many that they are connected together!
Shen Qingfan's pupils shrank suddenly, and it was difficult to conceal the shock in his heart.
The current Fang Jie is like wearing a layer of armor on the outside of his body!
Mu Xiaoyao and Wanyan Yunshu walked into Fang Jie's room while chatting and laughing. When they reached the door, they stopped at the same time. They were all terrified when they saw the strange scene in the room. Wanyan Yunshu couldn't help exclaiming, but Mu Xiaoyao covered her mouth.
Mu Xiaoyao pulled Wanyan Yunshu out of the door that slowly retreated, and stood there looking at the man whose body seemed to be wrapped in golden sand.
"Article Four."
After Fang Jie said these words, the golden sand suddenly fell down one after another as if they had lost their support, and spread a layer on the ground.
The three women stared at Fang Jie, trying to find some changes in Fang Jie again. But this time, no matter how hard they tried to find it, they couldn't see any miracle happened to Fang Jie.
Nobody noticed.
On the somewhat dilapidated table, a bud slowly grew on one of the legs that had been cracked.