In the vast and vast void, a bright red hemispherical building with Inca culture floating there alone, surrounded by light clouds and gentle wind, the air was very thin.
In the wide square, Mu Yang sat quietly on the stone slab. His eyes were closed, his expression was calm, and there was no wave on his face.
Next to him, Bobo stood quietly, his calm eyes unblinking.
"You have already learned to restrain your breath from Kailin. Next, you have to learn how to sense your breath."
"... Just sit quietly like this. Exercise mentally first. When you realize that 'as fast as lightning and as quiet as the sky', your speed and movements will become different, and your breath will be reduced to a minimum."
Bang bang bang!
There were soft trembling sounds. Mu Yang closed his eyes and seemed to be able to hear the beating of his own heart.
According to Bobo's words, he sank into Professor Bobo's artistic conception, and suddenly the feeling around him became completely different, and his whole person seemed to be flying. He seemed to be on a calm lake. The lake was quiet and spotless, like a mirror, reflecting the scenery at a glance.
In the tranquility, he saw the reflection of the lake as beautiful as a fairyland; in the clarity, every detail reflected the scene of nature. It was all so peaceful, quiet and peaceful.
He could clearly feel that his body was being reborn, and he felt that his strength had suddenly increased a lot, but in fact there was no increase in energy. This was all a function of his psychology, but his spirit was indeed undergoing a transformation.
"Yes, that's it. Feel your third perspective... You continue to sit here quietly, and I will explain the spirit of martial arts in detail."
Bobo slowly said that the sensing of breath is definitely not about standing in front of the opponent and feeling the energy intensity of the opponent. It is the roughest and lowest level, because when the opponent's energy reaches a certain level, even the level of an ordinary warrior can't. Able to roughly perceive the strength and weakness of the opponent.
With true breath sensing, you can predict the other person's actions even with your eyes closed, and even integrate with nature to be aware of all the surrounding scenery.
The reaction ability of the naked eye is definitely not as good as that of the spirit, so using spiritual perception as the eyes can display power more effectively.
Moreover, the naked eye has many limitations. If the light is too strong or too dark, it will affect the warrior's judgment ability. Therefore, transcending the naked eye and using Qi to sense the opponent's movements is a further improvement. This works very well for most races in the universe.
Bobo took out a ribbon and asked Muyang to cover his eyes.
"Next, try to find my location while completely invisible."
"Try to feel the breath I release first..."
Bobo spoke word by word, gesturing with his fingers in front of Mu Yang, and his fingertips released a breakpoint-like aura from time to time.
A little, a little, a little...
Bobo's control of Qi is almost perfect. When he does not release it, it is as quiet as nothing. When he releases it, it is like a waterfall flowing with majestic momentum.
Suddenly, there was a slight ripple in the calm lake in his heart, and Mu Yang keenly felt that the reflection of the originally calm and flawless lake under his feet seemed to be distorted in small circles. The wonderful natural scene suddenly became full of imperfections.
"You should feel it. You can judge based on the sound, air flow, and vibration. Finally, you can understand from it and learn to use your breath to feel."
Bobo's voice was as plain as ever, and seemed to have reached the point of being unworldly, but Mu Yang could still sense the kindness in it.
Bobo gave advice to the other party with all his heart.
Mu Yang listened carefully and kept Bobo's every word in mind. Bobo's understanding of Qi and state of mind far exceeded those of people in the lower realm, and every word and deed already contained the mystery of the realm.
In this way, time passed little by little, Mu Yang was practicing in the temple, and his perception ability was gradually increasing.
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The lower world, in a remote small village.
The trees are deep and the mountains are densely covered.
"Lululu..." The driver drove the carriage on the winding mountain road. A pebble popped out of the mountain road and flew to the bottom of the cliff on the side of the mountain road. It quickly disappeared without a trace.
Under the cliff between the mountains, a gray-white stone door trembled slightly, and a large amount of gravel peeled off from the stone door.
It was a stone door carved with strange patterns, with some cracks on the surface. It seemed to have stood in this valley for countless years. Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and the stone door shook again, and there was a gap between the two closed doors. A crack appeared, and the door slowly opened to both sides.
A green creature with pointed ears carefully got out of the crack in the door and looked at the scorching sun hanging in the air. When the green creature was hit by the sun, it immediately shouted "chichi", as if it was frightened. He got back into the crack of the door.
After a long time, some of the same creatures braved themselves and cautiously walked out of the door.
The small valley suddenly became lively.
On the temple, when the door was opened, the old god stood at the edge of the temple, his expression suddenly changed.
"God, what happened in the lower world?"
Bobo asked worriedly.
The god sighed, nodded and said: "A door to the demon world in the lower world that communicates with the small demon world has been opened. Fortunately, there are no powerful demons near that door."
The earth is a very magical place. It connects the underworld, the devil world, and some other mysterious realms. In ancient times, people on earth were deeply harassed by other races, and martial arts developed from this. Although these portals were closed one by one due to the efforts of the predecessors of the ancient earth people, passages were still opened from time to time over the long years.
That small demon world is attached to the earth and is a demon world attached to the earth.
"God, do you want me to close the door?"
The God shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, they are just small demons. They can't cause much trouble. By the way, how is Mu Yang's practice?" The God doesn't pay much attention to the demons in the small demon world, but is more concerned about it. Muyang’s practice situation.
"He has gradually understood the true meaning of Qi."
"As expected of the descendant of God Noah, train him well. The lower world needs a powerful warrior."
"Well, I will train him well."
"By the way, God, Kailin sent me a message. There is also a very excellent martial artist there. It will apply to send that person to the temple in a while." Bobo then talked about Kailin Tower below. As it happened, not long ago the Cat Immortal sent him an application to send Sun Wufan to the temple.
"Oh, then let it send people up. A lot of talents have appeared recently."
The god held his crutches, a smile appeared on his old wrinkled face.
In the past two hundred and fifty years, no one had qualified to enter the temple, but now two people suddenly appeared. The temple has been quiet for hundreds of years. The last time it was so lively was when he competed with another person for the position of god.
In that battle, the god Noah finally chose him to become the successor of the god.
Thinking of the catastrophe that was caused because he wanted to become a god, the old god's face showed guilt. If it weren't for him, the great devil Piccolo would not have cholera in the lower world, and the martial arts in the lower world would not have suffered a great decline. , these are all related to him.
More than two hundred years have passed in a flash, and maybe he should consider looking for an heir.
(End of chapter)