ask sword 2

Chapter 75 The Frontal Lobe
Skull breaking sword?

The students present were stunned.
Chai Cuiqiao's heart skipped a beat, and her palms subconsciously clenched into fists.

Li Ang slowly let out a sigh of turbid air, cupped his hands and asked earnestly, "Dare to ask Siye, what's wrong with this hexagram?"

"You know what the principle of cultivation is."

Xi Yangyu did not answer directly, but said casually: "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is a ubiquitous and constantly flowing air current.

The monk's body is a flute and flute.

The spiritual veins are the hollow pipes and holes of Di Xiao.

It is precisely because of the spiritual veins that monks can channel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their own sea of ​​qi.

Use will to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and evolve all kinds of mysterious effects.

Just like pressing the different holes on the flute and flute, the monotonous airflow can be played into a melody with a variety of melody. "

Xi Yangyu glanced at the students present, and said lightly: "Even a martial artist who trains his body needs at least seven spiritual veins to maintain the balance of the sea of ​​qi, otherwise he will not be able to nourish his flesh and blood with the sea of ​​qi.

Insufficient spiritual veins but forced to practice,
At least, the progress is slow, and it may not be possible to be promoted to Shenzang in 40 to [-] years.

In severe cases, the internal breath is disordered, the air and sea are out of balance, and they go crazy.

The Lingmai hexagrams of [Hanliang Duanduijue] are extremely rare and strange, so they are only included in the two Jin Dynasty books, "Tai Xu Miao Lin Jing" and "Lingbao Wisdom Viewing the Body". "

Xi Yangyu stretched out his palm, the two ancient books in his palm were suspended in the air, turned the pages automatically, and stopped all at once——

The pages of both books show similar paintings.

It was a human-shaped silhouette standing upright, with a broken arc drawn in its head.

"This hexagram is called the Skull Broken Sword.

The meaning of the skull is that the spiritual veins grow in the skull.

The meaning of the broken sword is that the spiritual meridian is inherently incomplete, and the lotus is broken. "

Xi Yangyu said lightly: "The function of the spiritual veins is to contain and guide the spiritual energy.
Spiritual energy is intangible but qualitative,
If the spiritual qi rushes into the natural incomplete spiritual meridian during the process of being introduced into the sea of ​​​​qi, it will cause damage to the body.

It's fine to put it elsewhere.

But the head?
Even the power of a single needle, piercing through the head, can cause people to die violently. "

Xi Yangyu looked at Li Ang and said in a calm tone: "If I guessed correctly, every time you read "Shangqing Inspiration Chapter" during this time and try to channel the spiritual energy into the sea of ​​​​qi, you will feel a tingling in your head.

This is the skull-broken sword hexagram.

Those with this hexagram will not be able to practice for the rest of their lives.Any means, be it natural treasures or alien objects, are useless. "

The night wind was bleak and deserted, the fallen leaves on the street were gently blown, and the wine flag fluttered on the street corner.

Everyone's complicated eyes were focused on Li Ang, shocked and stunned, regretful and solemn.
"I told you this today in the hope that you would take the initiative to give up the exam."

Xi Yangyu said slowly: "I can't reveal the content of the final exam of the Academy in seven days, but one thing is certain - it must be tested for Lingmai talent.

You are doomed to fail. If you insist on taking the test, you will only let yourself die in the exam room.

You're young, you've got a great future, and you can't risk your life for the utterly impossible—and so do other instructors.

With your talent, you can achieve achievements in other fields. "

life.
Li Ang took a deep breath, ignoring the different eyes of the people around him, and cupped his hands: "I have trouble with Laosiye,

However, students still want to try it. "

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Xi Yangyu looked at Li Ang with a firm expression, and the stinging pain in his left wrist became more intense.

He nodded indifferently and said, "It's good to do it yourself."

Then turned away.

"It's a pity that the first retest"

"Skull Broken Sword"

"Can't practice."

Pei Jing raised her hand to stop the whispering of the aristocratic teenagers around her, looked back at Li Ang regretfully, and walked to the Red Mansion of Changlefang with her companions without saying a word.

The whispered discussions around continued, Li Ang frowned slightly, and slowly put down his hands.

Is the spiritual vein missing?
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Late at night, Huaidefang Hotel.

Xi Yangyu's remarks before leaving made the atmosphere of the banquet even more solemn, and the candidates dispersed in advance after a few drinks.

Li Ang Wanyan rejected the comforts of Yang Yu, Ji Linglang and others, and returned to the Huaidefang Hotel with Chai Cuiqiao, fed the jujube red horse with feed, and rested early.

clang clang-

The sound of the Haotian bell at night seemed to be more peaceful and peaceful than in the daytime. Li Ang was lying on the bed, looking up at the beams of the house.

Chai Cuiqiao was lying on the bed on the other side of the room without any movement. It looked like she was asleep, but she wasn't - the little maid didn't know, she would wrap herself in the quilt when she slept and turn around, sometimes He also muttered a word or two in his dreams.

Chai Cuiqiao didn't move, just wanted Li Ang to think she was asleep.

'Spiritual veins.'

Li Ang raised his right hand and stared at the palm of his hand by the candlelight of the oil lamp on the table.

As a physician, he knows every bone, vein, artery, nerve, lymph, and muscle, as well as the working mechanism of the human body and even the complex and wonderful activities at the cellular level.

But spirit veins?
Can't see, can't touch.

'Skull breaking sword. '

Li Ang stroked his forehead lightly, as if to see the underlying brain structure through the skin and bones.

Chai Cuiqiao turned over, revealing a small white face from the quilt, looked at Li Ang in deep thought with some worry, and said softly, "Master."

"I'm fine,"

Li Ang waved his hand with a smile, and said calmly and firmly: "Isn't it the spiritual vein?
Create conditions without conditions.

As I said, no one can stop me from entering the Academy.

Not even the company. "

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The next morning, Li Ang got up early, took out a large stack of books from the box, and asked Chai Cuiqiao to prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and locked the door.

The door was locked, Li Ang pulled the curtains, lit the oil lamp, spread out several long sheets of rice paper on the table, and drew a picture of the brain structure on the paper with a pen.

Cerebral cortex, corpus callosum, telencephalon, diencephalon, midbrain, pons.
superior sagittal sinus, bridging vein, superior cerebral vein, cavernous sinus
basolateral frontal artery, frontopolar artery, supratrochlear artery
Li Ang used the thinnest wolf pen and the lightest strength to carefully copy the brain structure map in the memory hall.

As Xi Yangyu said, whenever Li Ang tried to channel the spiritual energy into the sea of ​​​​qi, he would feel a tingling in his head.

And what he has to do now is to figure out the specific area of ​​pain.

"Serve the essence of the sun and the moon, run to the wonder of the two scenes, the most wonderful treasure, the highest treasure."

Li Ang recited the text of "Shangqing Inspiration Chapter" in a low voice, sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and tried to introduce it into his body.

At the moment when the air flows through the whole body,

Pain swept through my mind,

Li Ang's face turned pale, but this time, he didn't stop.

"Anyone who does wonderful transformation should first incarnate, and those who incarnate first aim for the road"

The pain became more and more intense, Li Ang's palm shook, the wolf brush in his hand fell aside, and a cloud of ink was scattered on the white rice paper.

"Master!"

Chai Chai stepped forward to support Li Ang, who was on the verge of collapse, and the latter gasped heavily and murmured, "I can find it, I can find it.
Right there, frontal lobe. "

(End of this chapter)