Lord of Time!

Chapter 24 Meridian Diagram

Hualian'er took Brother Sunflower to earn money.

Chen Ping was not too good at rejecting her kindness.

After all, no matter how you look at it, the sooner you earn a lot of money and buy auxiliary medicinal materials, the faster you can improve your strength.

In this war-torn era, there is no other way to protect yourself and others.

Only a strong self is the best choice.

As the team's military force, he was called "Seventh Brother" with full of expectations, and was trusted wholeheartedly.

He also felt the pressure.

I dare not stop practicing for a moment, let alone stop.

Zuo Duanshou routinely went out to inquire about news, wandering the streets and alleys, which seemed to be elusive.

When he was free, he would practice thousands of times of stabbing in the yard without any hesitation, until his right arm was blue and swollen, and he was dying.

Then I applied some ointment for promoting blood circulation and dispelling blood stasis, and forced myself to go out for a walk until it was dark.

Chen Ping didn't bother.

This one is different from Hualian'er and the others. He hides a wolf and a tiger in his heart... From the north to the south of the Yangtze River, he has experienced and seen too much.

Whoever is in danger will be fine.

Going out, of course, has its own ideas.

'Maybe it's because it has something to do with [Yaomei] who he didn't mention again. '

Chen Ping pondered in his heart, remembering the unfinished story of Zuo Duanshou.

For example, why did he come to Xingqing Prefecture again, and why, with such skills and experience, he was always under the control of Boss Yan and others, and he was unwilling to escape, and fled to other places.

If we say, before Chen Ping regains consciousness, who is most capable of escaping from the control of Qisetang?It's none other than the left hand, he can do it.

'Then, if it wasn't Qilin Street that was his target; it was the disappearance of his family's Yaomei, which was inseparably related to Qisetang.Zuo Duanshou didn't say anything, maybe he just didn't want to drag me into this matter...'

Still the same sentence, the most important thing in the friendship between partners is to treat them with sincerity.

But it doesn't mean saying anything.

Zuo Duanshou chose to keep the matter in his heart, naturally he had his reasons.

He is not a fool, he probably thinks that if he speaks out, he will embarrass himself and others, and even harm this small team.

'In short, the strength is still a little insufficient, otherwise, how can there be so many scruples? '

Various thoughts flashed through my mind one by one.

Chen Ping looked around at the empty courtyard, the wind blowing through the atrium was slightly cool, and the sense of urgency in his heart increased a bit.

"It is going to rain."

He looked up at the sky, his eyes became indifferent again, and his eyes were fixed on the little white silk.

The fine regular script on the hairpin flower on it is well-proportioned, and the strokes of the strokes are like waves rippling...Chen Ping can even feel that a slender hand is carefully drawing and sketching, pointing horizontally...

The most outstanding thing is the picture on the silk surface.

The little people are outlined with a few strokes, and they are already vivid on the paper, looking lifelike.

Chen Ping counted, and there are a total of 49 villain pictures... At a glance, a dynamic picture was formed on the retina, flying and jumping, coming and going.

"Tsk tsk, that's amazing."

It's not easy to make faces.

Naturally, he would not be wrong in guessing who made this silk painting.

He even saw the pen hidden in the bedroom, and smelled the faint smell of ink that had lingered in the air for a long time.

The body of the figurine on silk is imaginary, and the feet are realistic, stepping in different directions, forming seven groups of paintings.The words Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang are compiled.

One step turns into seven steps, seven seven four nine.

49 steps in total.

It's a bit cumbersome.

'I'd like to see, what kind of footwork is this?As for Hualian'er, I also feel that with my physical strength, this martial arts talent is not enough to learn.Still tangled and tangled, has been twisting for many days. '

Thinking of Hualian hiding in a place where he couldn't see several times, he took out the white silk and hid it back again.

Like to say but didn't say it.

Chen Ping felt a little funny.

He knew that Hualian'er was actually not reluctant, but worried.

worry about what?
The only possibility is that I don't quite believe that I can practice, which is very likely to be harmful to the body.

It can be seen from this that the footwork of the seven-star step must be a special secret skill, and it is somewhat different from my own practice path.

Otherwise, as a "little martial arts fan" like Hualian'er who knows a little bit about everything, there would be no needless worries at all.

Study the text carefully, and then try to walk according to the footwork in the picture.

Soon, Chen Ping discovered that Hualian'er's worry was actually very reasonable.

He just imitated walking three steps in a row, and the blood in his body boiled up. From his lower abdomen to his chest, he felt numb and cold, and almost fell to the ground unexpectedly.

At the same time, the blood in both hands and feet flowed backwards, dozens of hundreds of parts inside the body vibrated at the same time, with Chen Ping's ability to endure pain, he couldn't help but gasp.

'what is this? '

Feeling the gradually disappearing pain carefully, and estimating the direction, Chen Ping had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and vaguely remembered some things he had experienced and some things he had seen when he traveled all over the world.

If you connect all the parts of the body that are experiencing soreness, numbness, swelling and pain into a line, you can form a picture in your mind.

'Meridians! '

'This turned out to be a map of meridians.I understand that the Qixing Step is an internal method of cultivating the mind. Although it looks like it is an external practice, it is actually not the essence and blood, but the vitality of the world and the vitality of the body.No wonder, no wonder...'

He finally figured out what it was that feeling just now.

It was the meridian map of traditional Chinese medicine that I had written down. Although it was somewhat specious, it was generally similar.

If there is pain, it is estimated that some acupuncture points are located.

The meridians are invisible, and they exist even if they don’t exist.Some are falsified, and some are confirmed...Anyway, a scumbag like Chen Ping is just watching for fun.

He only knows that the "meridians" and the "tendons" he has practiced are not the same thing.

The large tendons of the whole body are connected into a network, forming fascia, forming a piece.

The meridian is another set of operating mechanism, which seems invisible but tangible, connected by acupoints, and plays an extremely important role.

In later generations, qigong has long been an overthrown pseudoscience.

People in the world firmly believe that if you want to practice fighting skills and keep fit, other methods are useless except practicing boxing and kicking day and night.

Even the health-preserving boxing such as Wuqinxi and Baduanjin start from the body's qi and blood, invigorate the blood and strengthen the tendons, and recover from injuries.

As for methods such as meditation, meditation, and transportation, no one has ever practiced them.

Later, everyone thought that it was a deceptive trick, which only existed in novels or movies.

'It's preconceived...but I didn't expect that the world is different. In fact, the cultivation methods must also be different.Still clinging to your own cognition, it is a bit out of date. '

Chen Ping laughed at himself.

He also remembered after the murder in the locust tree courtyard.

The scene of the woman in black healing herself with the silent harp.

At that time, I felt an invisible but strange energy pouring into my injured leg.

Even, with the strength of the third place in the black clothed woman's ranking, she still felt a little effort, touched the wound, and coughed out a bloody smell.

'Then, internal force, internal qi, or the vitality of heaven and earth must exist, and it can also be controlled by humans to create something out of nothing. '

After figuring this out, Chen Ping looked at the "Seven Star Steps" silk painting again, and his eyes felt a little wrong.

Hualian'er's background is really remarkable.

Well, the problem is coming.

Since she knew the method of "internal cultivation", why did she become a precarious beggar?

Is there also something unspeakable?

(End of this chapter)