The devil is coming

41 Genius
"Undress."
A Ming took off his clothes.
"Lie down."
A Ming lay down on the wooden board.
Blind Bei then turned his head, looked at Ding Hao, and asked:
"Do you need to prepare the skin?"
Ding Hao, who was sitting on the chair, asked with some confusion:
"What is skin preparation?"
Ding Hao felt that this group of people was very strange, both in terms of character and behavior.
But right now, everyone is a slave to others, and he can only try his best to blend in with them, not wanting to become out of place.
"Preparing the skin means cleaning the skin and shaving off some unsightly and troublesome hair."
A Ming, who was lying on the wooden board, silently raised his middle finger to the blind man:
Convex!
"Um...no need, no need."
Ding Hao immediately shook his head.
"Well, don't you need it?"
There was a hint of loss in Blind Bei's tone.
immediately,
Blind Bei must have sensed the angry "glance" from A Ming lying on the bed next to him.
He pressed his hand,
Road:
"This is to allow the Lord to better understand and learn. We must eliminate all interference and achieve perfection. Please understand."
"I understand."
"Well, I have always believed in your consciousness. Okay, Siniang, are you ready with your needlework?"
"Ready."
"Choose a thicker needle so that your master can see it more clearly."
"it is good."
"..." A Ming.
"Okay, Mr. Ding, you can tell now."
Ding Hao moved his neck forward and wanted to reach out, but it was difficult to use it because the tendon in his hand was severed.
"It doesn't matter, just dictate."
Blind Bei opened his palm, and a silver coin from the Western caravan floated up and began to spin around A Ming.
"Mr. Bei, are you a magician?"
Ding Hao was shocked when he saw this scene.
"Mr. Ding, you can understand it this way. However, some of us here are actually a little special. You may not be used to it at first, but please don't worry. Over time, you will become numb."
"Oh... well, all right."
"Mr. Ding, can we start now? Please describe your body refining luck method again, and we will mark it here."
"Okay, I'll just talk about what I can understand."
"That would be the best."
After all, you can change. After you have finished teaching your skills, and after the master has also entered the level, when the tide rises, everyone can happily go to Yangcun to catch a sheep.
"The first step for a warrior is to train his body. When he was a child, he first practiced the basics."
When Si Niang heard this, she immediately lost interest and said:
"Yes, Lord, doesn't this mean that we are not saved?"
Not to mention that the Lord is already so old, how many years would it take to train one's muscles and bones from a young age?
"No, no, no, that's not what I mean, because when I was a child, I was just laying a foundation, and I didn't do too much training. After all, when a person is young, his bones are not fully developed, so he can practice boxing. , but if you start to practice forcibly at that time, except for those outstanding disciples who have enough natural materials and earthly treasures to supplement them, for most warriors, this is an act of killing the goose that lays the goose that lays the egg."
"Did you hear what the teacher said? Listen carefully and don't interrupt."
Blind Bei warned Siniang.
"People know it." Siniang made a blessing perfunctorily.
"The foundation of human beings lies in Qi and blood. The ninth level of warriors. This level is to refine Qi and blood.
Each family has its own martial arts training method, and the methods of luck are also different. What I will talk about below is from my own martial arts.
First, Qi gathers in the empty valley. "
"Konggu, is it here? Or here?"
The other party's explanation was different from the Chinese medicine acupuncture points in the world where Blind Bei was, so Blind Bei could only rely on silver coins to try them one by one.
"A little higher, yes, here, right here."
"Oh, here."
The location of the hollow is a little above the person's belly button.
Under the control of Blind Bei's willpower, the silver coin fell there.
"Si Niang, do it."
"okay."
Siniang picked up a needle with thread and inserted it directly into that part of A Ming's body.
"..." Ding Hao.
"How do you feel?" Blind Bei asked A Ming.
"How do you want to feel?" A Ming asked.
"Do you feel a little warm?"
"My blood is cold."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot." Immediately, Blind Bei "looked" at Ding Hao again and said, "Sir, what's down there?"
"This...this, Mr. Bei, we can draw pictures, there is no need to do this..."
Such a big silver needle, piercing it directly, is like using the human body as an embroidery cloth.
Even Ding Hao, who had experienced strong winds and waves, felt his eyelids twitching.
This is just like a heroic policeman who is afraid of toothache.
The man lying on the bed, on the other hand, just let them do what they did as if nothing had happened.
"It's okay, the drawing is not three-dimensional enough. If you use a model, it will be a waste of time. Secondly, there is no more suitable specimen reference than a living body.
You go ahead. "
"Oh, okay, after gathering the Qi in the empty valley, the Qi will be divided into five paths, going to the limbs and head of the person respectively, entering the left secluded area, the right secluded area, the left sunken area, the right sunken area, and the altar."
"Here? Then here, then here, then here?"
"Yes, it's these five acupuncture points."
"Well, that's it, Si Niang, do it."
"it is good."
There were five more needle holes in A Ming's body.
When Siniang reached the position between A Ming's eyebrows, A Ming looked at Siniang and reminded:
"My brain is broken and I will die."
You can use it anywhere else, but the brain is more fragile.
"Okay, I know it well." Siniang was very dissatisfied that A Ming didn't believe in her craftsmanship.
Ding Hao was already a little numb from embroidering on a living person, but after the embroidery was finished, he took the initiative and said without waiting for Blind Bei to ask again:
"Then, the qi and blood flow back into the heart and lungs!"
Upon hearing this, Blind Bei asked Si Niang to continue embroidering the route map:
"This is to collect all the qi and blood in the body and stimulate the cardiopulmonary function, right?
After this stimulation is completed, the remaining qi will gather into the empty valley and then be distributed again to start a new cycle? "
Ding Hao understood what Blind Bei said, nodded and said:
"Yes."
Blind Bei reached out and pushed the non-existent frame on his face.
Continue to analyze and understand:
"This is a method of concentrating the power within the body, using the heart and lungs as an accelerator, and then accelerating the speed again. Repeatedly, the body's various functions can be accelerated and improved exponentially.
Is that what you mean, Mr. Ding? "
"Well... although I don't know what the accelerator Mr. Bei is talking about is, I feel that what Mr. Bei said is right."
"Well, that's understandable. Those glowing warriors are a manifestation of the acceleration of Qi and blood. What is this luster based on? Is it the attribute of strength?"
"Everyone is different, but the colors are distinguished based on the five elements and several other power characteristics."
"Well, in this way, those who can only release the light on their bodies and disappear, mean that their acceleration is only a short-term speed increase and cannot last long;
The kind that can maintain a glowing state during the battle has melted the circulation of qi and blood to a dynamic balance position. As long as the qi and blood in the body are not exhausted, it can continue to operate. "
"Yes, generally speaking, if you can shine, it proves that you have touched the threshold of the martial arts realm. In some small families, you can also be a worshipper. In the army, you can also become a small leader. And the real The ninth rank of martial arts is like passing the civil service examination. It can be regarded as entering the palace and becoming the number one figure in the local area.
When I joined the army, I practiced martial arts in the army. In five years, I reached the ninth level, and after another ten years, I finally entered the ranks of the ninth level warriors. I am already considered to be very fast in the army! "
But when people talk about their past glorious deeds, their faces will always have a retroactive brilliance.
Blind Bei was too lazy to cooperate with Ding Hao's bragging.
Instead, he reached out and patted A Ming on the shoulder.
Road:
"Come on, give it a try. Anyway, the route of luck has already been embroidered on you. Just follow the route map."
A Ming frowned slightly and said, "I still don't understand what Qi and blood Qi means."
Blind Bei said nonchalantly: "When you encounter a rare character, just pick the familiar character to the left or right of it and there is a high probability that you won't get it wrong.
You don’t know what qi is, but if you know how to control the blood, just control the blood to move for a while. If the blood moves fast, it should be able to bring wind, which is qi. "
"What you said makes sense, and I can't even refute it."
"Try it."
"You can't try it easily. You have to do it step by step. Start by gathering Qi first, and then slowly spread it out all the way. When practicing martial arts, you have to do it step by step.
Only by working out your body well and having a strong body, and then luck, can you minimize the risk. You cannot become fat in one go... This... how is this possible! "
Ding Hao's words were stuck.
Because he saw,
A Ming is lying on the bed,
On his body,
A red light bloomed!
"This...this...this..."
Ding Hao's mouth opened wide. This military man had encountered so many things, but he had never been as panicked as he was now, because the things he encountered before were still within the scope of his understanding.
But the scene before him had already somewhat subverted his understanding.
Just lying on the bed and being embroidered,
And then immediately... just... just...
"Is this...a half-step to the ninth level?"
A Ming looked at the shocked Ding Hao with a smile.
raise your hand,
He flicked his wrist,
As if nothing is wrong,
Road:
"It's pretty simple."
(End of this chapter)