Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 78

Five young and energetic martial artists from the martial arts academy exchanged cups, except for the female martial artist Huang Ying, everyone else got drunk.

"Senior Brother Liang is really kind and generous, but we really can't finish this table of food and drink, why not... hiccup... give it to the disaster victims below."

"Hi...Of course, although we practice martial arts hard, we never forget our martial virtues."

"Hi...Master often teaches us to be chivalrous and chivalrous in our hearts."

"That's right... hiccup... the great chivalrous man is for the country and the people."

A group of fledgling martial arts masters from the martial arts academy are clamoring for justice while wasting the precious food on the other hand.

Under Senior Brother Liang's order, a group of shop assistants in Sihailou distributed the leftovers left by their senior brothers to the beggars who swarmed in.

The beggars were grateful to Dade, which made the five martial artists feel quite satisfied.

During this period, the sad sound of the erhu has never stopped, and it has been echoing for a long time.

It's just that Jiuji didn't sing anymore at this time, but just played the erhu repeatedly, playing a sad piece to the extreme.

Huang Ying stepped up to Jiuji's life, took out a copper plate from her arms and put it in front of Jiuji.

With his eyes closed, Jiuji seemed to hear something, he stopped pulling the erhu, and then groped for the copper plate on the ground with his hands.

After getting the copper in his hand, Jiuji whispered, "Thank you."

Then Jiuji stood up and walked away slowly with his blind stick.

Coming to a bamboo forest near Nanfeng Town, Jiuji built a thatched hut for himself.

Jiuji is going to live in a hut here and stay in seclusion for a long time.

When night came, Jiuji had just built the thatched hut.

Although it is only a small hut, it is enough to shelter Jiuji from wind and rain alone.

The thatched hut is very simple and even has no door. Fortunately, it is surrounded by bamboo forests, so it cannot be seen through at a glance.

Jiuji patted the storage bag, and took out the jade box that the Daqian court could not find anywhere.

Open the jade box with true energy, take out the picture scroll inside, spread out the picture scroll, and hang it in the bamboo forest.

With the experience of practicing "Water Dragon Qigong", Jiu Ji followed the exercise route on the picture scroll to walk through the whole circle of true energy.

Although it has been successfully run for a week, it is more obscure and difficult than practicing "Shuilong Qigong".

"Water Dragon Qigong" is because Jiuji did not practice "Youlong Sword Technique" at the same time, without the aid of blood and energy, the movement of true energy is naturally obscure and difficult to understand.

However, this prefecture-level exercise "A Pot of Drunken Moon" from the Great Zhou Dynasty does not have a corresponding external exercise, only a painting in the middle.

The poet raises his glass to invite the moon, and the name of the exercise is also called "A Pot of Drunken Moon".

Then Du Wanfeng must have comprehended this technique and felt that the true qi in his body was obscure and difficult to understand, so he asked the cell boss Xing Biao to give him wine with every meal.

Is it really drinking?
Jiuji looked at the poet in the painting who raised his glass to invite the moon.

Why paint a picture if you drink alcohol?

Just write the word "drinking" and that's it.

It must not be drinking.

Jiuji picked up the kettle on the ground, imitating the appearance of the poet in the painting, raised the kettle in his hand high, and looked at the bright moon in the sky through the overlapping bamboo forests.

Toast to the moon.

This is the artistic conception.

A line of clear water was poured from the kettle, and Jiuji raised his head to drink freely.

The entrance of Qingshui is drunk and happy.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

The artistic conception cannot be described in words, only a picture can be drawn for enlightenment.

Using the artistic conception in the painting to stimulate the true energy may have a miraculous effect.

Jiuji closed his eyes and sat down, his mind was full of the artistic conception of the poet toasting to invite the moon.

late at night...

The wind blows the bamboo forest and makes a rustling sound.

Jiuji has climbed to the high platform to drink to the moon. At the same time, Jiuji gently moved his mind, and the true energy in his body circulated in the Zhoutian veins following the operation method of "A Pot of Drunken Moon".

This time it was really much easier...

Not only that, the zhenqi flowing through the body is like drinking alcohol into the body, the more you drink, the more drunk you become, the more drunk you drink, the more you don't want to stop.

The faster the flow of true energy, the more intoxicated Jiuji is, the two complement each other and form a cycle...

The next day.

The sunlight hit Jiuji's face, Jiuji was startled slightly, and opened his eyes.

I actually fell asleep...

The prefecture-level exercise "A Pot of Drunken Moon" from the Great Zhou Dynasty was still hanging on the green bamboo and fluttering in the wind, and Jiu Ji fell asleep unsuspectingly in the bamboo forest.

When Jiuji stood up vigilantly, he immediately felt the difference in his body.

The body is lighter, the hearing is more acute, the vision of the left eye is clearer, and the ability of the right eye to see through seems to be stronger.

Kuji closed his eyes and listened with all his might.

He could even hear the outline of the bamboo forest from the rustling sound in the bamboo forest.

Mind a move.

True Qi has reached the fingertips.

Move your mind again.

True Qi has returned to Dantian.

In the past, Jiuji needed at least seven or eight breaths to mobilize his true energy to his fingertips with his mind, but now he can do it at any time.

The Martial Academy will only have storage bags for martial artists above rank seven, but rank eight martial artists can only store their belongings in bulky wooden boxes like ordinary people, perhaps because of this reason.

Ninth rank martial artist draws energy into the body;

The eighth-rank martial artist's true energy is generated;

A seventh-rank martial artist drives Ruyi.

A sixth-rank martial artist has a smooth flow of veins.

Generally speaking, when a martial art has been practiced to a small degree, it can make the whole body full of true energy and drive wishful thinking; only when it is practiced to a great degree can it be possible to unblock all channels, multiply true energy, and be powerful.

As for the future state, Jiuji is not very clear, what he can do now is to keep practicing "A Pot of Drunken Moon".

Now that Jiuji has just left Linjiang City, the situation in the city is uncertain, even if "A Pot of Drunken Moon" has already been started, Jiuji does not intend to rush back, at least use up all the silver in the storage bag.

Jiuji left the thatched cottage with the erhu on his back, and came to Nanfeng Town again.

Nanfeng Town is the same as before, beggars are everywhere on the street.

The small towns of the Dagan Dynasty were all made of fence walls, and there was no need to guard the gates at all, so the victims could come in and out at will.

A little boy in ragged clothes called his mother's name, but his mother was lying on the ground, as if she hadn't breathed for a long time.

The night passed.

How many life and death.

Jiuji was on the street, and just like these beggars, he randomly found a place to sit down.

He held the erhu in his hand, and slowly played the tune. The long and sad melody echoed on the streets of Nanfeng Town.

"Life is hard, when to rest, the world is changing, family members are scattered..."

"The years are bitter, many times, the wind and rain are violent, and the dream of thousands of miles..."

Pull and pull...

Jiuji suddenly and subconsciously began to practice the method of "A Pot of Drunken Moon". Surprisingly, the movement of true qi was also very smooth. Not only that, even some meridians that had not been passed last night, the true qi was also flowing naturally.

The poet raises his glass to look at the moon, but he expresses his sorrow.

Such artistic conception can be found in wine and music.

The transfer of blood and qi can assist the flow of true qi, and the artistic conception can let the true qi flow naturally.

The former still needs hard work, while the latter is completely natural, you only need to immerse yourself in the artistic conception, there is no need to care about how the true energy in the body moves, it will naturally flow slowly in the meridians in the body, and finally return to the dantian.

It is indeed a prefecture-level exercise of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a top-level exercise that only the relatives of the emperor can practice.

(End of this chapter)