Violators Club

Chapter 704 The Little Old Man Fishing
Practicing qi is a very painful process, because it cannot be changed by hard work.

It's like some kind of rule that needs to be followed step by step.

In fact, Chen Changqing was not used to it at first. He seemed like a professional racer who was used to running the track. He suddenly entered the city center with a speed limit of [-] kilometers, and it happened to be the rush hour for commuting.

How could Chen Changqing, who was used to the speed of the wind, accept such a slow pace?

Anxiety, irritability and other negative emotions appear.

That's why Chen Changqing's aggressiveness was so strong some time ago, but as time went by, like a rushing river flowing into a vast lake, it would be very turbid at first, mixed with silt rolling in the lake.

But the water flow will eventually stop, and the sediment will settle a little bit. In the end, all that can be seen in the lake is clear water.

The old master is right, calming down can really improve the Qi in the body.

Chen Changqing didn't know who developed this system hundreds of millions of years ago, and who was the first to discover the power of qi, but he had experienced it himself, breaking through from the peak of a great master to a state of innate qi.

At that time, the qi and blood and the will of martial arts, the fusion of the two will produce a new kind of power-Qi.

In other words, qi is actually produced by the fusion of qi, blood and martial arts will. As long as a person is alive, the body is moving all the time, and qi will continue to move with the body. The middle dantian is the origin of qi, and it is also The place where Qi will eventually return to.

This is like the Yellow River that is constantly flowing and full of sand.

Only when one calms down, will the silt representing Qi settle and eventually turn into fertile soil.

I still remember that in the Tianshi Mansion before, Chen Changqing asked the old Tianshi if there was a way to quickly improve Qi?
His answer was to go fishing.

Chen Changqing didn't take it seriously before, and he didn't have the patience to fish. At that time, he thought it was a waste of time and life. In the same time, he should spend more time.

But before New Orleans?
The change in mood, coupled with some personal insights, made him try to take the initiative to go fishing, and unexpectedly, the effect was remarkable!
In fact, thinking about it carefully, it's quite interesting. When I took the initiative to practice Qi before, not only was it unsuccessful, but it became more and more chaotic, and I couldn't get the method.

Now I give up, but it will come naturally, without a teacher.

Two or three hours of fishing can gain more qi than a day of hard training.

Sometimes entering the state, one day can be worth seven or eight days of hard training.

And just when Chen Changqing relaxed his mind, concentrated on fishing, and almost integrated with the surrounding environment, Chen Changqing, who had been sitting there for more than an hour, noticed movement behind him.

Subconsciously turned his head to look.

The person who came was a little old man, about 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin, sky blue eyes, and a hefty gold ring on his thumb. Although the color of the clothes was not bright, the materials were very high-end, you could tell at a glance Is a hand-sewn boutique.

But overall, the little old man looked very ordinary.

However, what he held in his hand was not simple. The black fishing gear bag was full of fishing rods. When he saw Chen Changqing, the little old man was taken aback:
"fishing?"

Chen Changqing nodded, looking at the pack of fishing gear in the opponent's hand:
"You too?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere instantly became harmonious.

The communication between the fishermen is very simple, it is fate to meet each other, and everyone gets along very well.

But the next moment, the little old man looked at the location of Chen Changqing, then shook his head, with a very professional look: "Your place is not good, the water is too shallow, there are many aquatic plants, it is difficult to catch fish."

Chen Changqing: "?"

This made him a little speechless, looking at the little old man who stopped not far away, he said directly: "I think it's very good here, you see the sun is so hot, and the lake is so clear, the fish can't stand the heat, and there will definitely be aquatic plants." here."

The little old man's expression froze, he glanced at Chen Changqing, and then uttered contemptuously:
"Ha ha!"

The little old man is obviously a professional. From the dozens of fishing rods in the fishing gear bag, he can tell that the other party must have been fishing longer than himself, but he won't lose. Anyway, Chen Changqing feels that he has chosen his fishing position very well.

No, it's very good!
So the next moment, he also replied coldly:
"Ha ha!"

The originally harmonious atmosphere at the scene became stiff in an instant, and even carried a bit of gunpowder smoke.

It seems that this is not fishing, but a world-shattering battle. The fisherman is like this. One second, he may be like a brother, and the next second he will become a father-killing enemy!
This is a matter of principle. What Chen Changqing wants to protect is the dignity and morality of the fisherman. Like two perfect top-level powerhouses, they stick to each other's morality. Son.

In any case, you must catch more than the other party!

Chen Changqing has turned on his horsepower, and it can be seen from his dignified expression that he is really serious at the moment!

The little old man on the opposite side also looked dignified. The fishing rod that had been assembled was taken back again, and he took out a black and red fishing rod from the innermost part of the fishing tackle bag with a firm expression. Although he didn't know what the fishing rod was good for .

But looking at the confident face of the little old man?

Chen Changqing couldn't help feeling a little panicked, even thinking that if this old boy catches more fish than himself, will he use some tricks?

Just like that, time passed minute by minute.

From noon to the setting sun, the moon rose in the sky, like a red oak forest with blood flowing, the quiet river bank, the dignified atmosphere of the scene, the duel between the two was extremely anxious!
Although both of them stared at the front intently, they were extremely concerned about each other's situation.

Until a certain moment, with an unwilling sigh, the little old man got up and put away his fishing rod, as if he was about to leave.

This made Chen Changqing couldn't help being happy, he didn't catch any fish anymore, he had already sat on the spot for six or seven hours, with a complacent look:

"Yo, didn't catch a single fish?"

The little old man's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally turned red, with a vicious look:
"You didn't catch either!"

It’s weird to say that there are no fish in the lake. It’s a bit exaggerated to beat roe deer with ladles and scoop fish, but compared to ordinary wild lakes, it’s definitely dense, and even a novice who has been in the industry for three months can easily explode.

But the strange thing is that even if the fish in the lake swim past the hook, they will not bite the hook.

But these are not important, the important thing is that the other party did not catch a single fish, which is very comfortable.

So the next moment, Chen Changqing expressed quite proudly:

"How do you know? Maybe I will catch a fish in the next second?"

The little old man was obviously dissatisfied, his fingers turned blue, and said brazenly:

"If you can catch it, you will wait until now?!"

Chen Changqing shook his head, with a calm but extremely annoying look: "You are not me, how do you know I can't catch it? Maybe it's because you are here that I can't catch fish."

As soon as the voice fell, the little old man, whose face was flushed with anger, broke through the defense directly, and he shouted angrily:

"You fart!"

Chen Changqing didn't pay any attention to it at all, although the two of them were equal and neither of them caught any fish, but based on the idea of ​​whoever goes first and whoever loses, he obviously won the other party, but he didn't wait for him to mock the other party again.

Maybe because it was getting late and the fish in the lake became more active?

It may also be because the God of the Lake took pity on these two unlucky eaters and loves to play, so when he heard a "plop", a small fish about seven or eight centimeters jumped up and jumped directly out of the lake.

In an instant, the scene was silent.

Chen Changqing and the little old man looked at each other and said almost at the same time:

"This fish is mine!"

But precisely because of this sentence, like some kind of catalyst, the original tense atmosphere changed subtly. Chen Changqing got up and picked up the fish that was still bouncing on the ground, and threw it into the lake.

Looking at the little fish swimming in the water in a panic and disappearing in the blink of an eye, Chen Changqing seriously invited:

"Do you want to be together tomorrow?"

The little old man nodded, with a kind smile on his face, as if it wasn't him who blushed before being angry and had a thick neck:

"Okay, remember to come at 06:30 tomorrow."