At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

Chapter 6 This picture has real meaning

The transmission of internal energy has a very real context, but if you don’t know the context and use it reluctantly, it will be useless and harmful.

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"Hey~~, where is the Shenque point?"

"Is this here?"

"No! No!"

"It seems like...here?"

"It doesn't seem right either."

“This should be it”

"Qihai Cave!"

In the room, Niu Dingtian was lying on the bedside, frowning in thought, leaning over to study two pictures.

One is "The Bronze Man's Acupuncture Illustrations" which I just asked Niu Wuye to buy from Lin'an City yesterday.

There is another picture, which is the illustration in "Blue Wave Palm Technique" that was brought back from the secret room of the tavern that day.

Three days had passed since that night when Niu Dingtian visited the tavern. On the second day, Niu Dingtian looked for an opportunity to bury Qu Lingfeng's bones next to the Cuntou tavern, and he has been painstakingly studying the three secret books he brought back.

For a moment, even the crazy and noisy "silly aunt" sister couldn't take care of it.

After getting the secret book, Maverick Scholar did not tarnish his current talent. The formulas in the three secret books were very similar, but he was unable to start with the meridians and acupuncture points.

In desperation, I could only ask Mr. Niu Wuye to buy a copy of the illustration from Lin'an City. To ensure the authenticity, I spent ten taels of silver.

Niu Dingtian, who has always lived a simple life, although he is now quite wealthy, still feels a pain in his body.

After all, this guy is also afraid of death, lest he become paralyzed by practicing. By then, there will be no place to cry.

It's all about safety!
After figuring out the problem of meridians and acupuncture points, Niu Dingtian told himself this while crossing his legs to try to cultivate his internal strength.

What's more, what I bought was the Royal Edition.

No shame!
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Niu Dingtian closed his eyes and meditated, silently reciting the mantra, slowly moving his inner breath, following the path in the diagram, impacting the eight extraordinary meridians in his body over and over again.

I felt that my whole body was slowly getting hot, my face was flushed, and my forehead and neck were covered with sweat crystals. However, every time my meridians broke through, I felt a sudden and refreshing feeling, as if a huge force could be exerted from my body.
Before I knew it, it was already noon.

After collecting his interest, Niu Dingtian slowly opened his eyes. At this time, his eyes were bright and his content was gone, but his clothes were already soaked.

"Haha, is this what it feels like to practice internal strength?"

Niu Dingtian couldn't hide his excitement. Although this "Bibo Palm Technique" is an entry-level technique on Peach Blossom Island, it has something magical about it.

This also allowed him to experience the feeling of skill for the first time, but the breathing method was different. Although it was magical, it always felt like something was missing.

"Uncle, come out soon,"

"Homework is important, but you should also take care of yourself,"

"I know, sister-in-law, come out right now."

At this time, Chen Jin'er's voice came.

It was probably time for lunch. After hearing what Jin'er's sister-in-law said, Niu Dingtian felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had never done any homework since he came back.

After practicing his inner strength for a long time, his sister-in-law mistakenly thought that he was neglecting food and sleep, so he couldn't help but blush.

She was a "student master" in Chen Jin'er's eyes, so she quickly replied, changed her clothes and walked out.

When they went out, they saw Chen Jin'er putting food on the table, and Niu Dingtian hurried over to help.

"Sister-in-law, where is my sister?" She asked Chen Jin'er again when she didn't see "Silly Aunt" inside and outside the house.

"Little sister is playing in front of Grandpa Niu Wu's house. Uncle, hurry up and call her back for dinner." After answering, Niu looked over the horizon.

After two days of warm sunshine, the snow outside has gradually melted, and some sections of the road have become muddy.

After walking no more than a hundred steps, I saw the "silly girl" at the entrance of the courtyard of Mr. Niu Wu's house, playing in the mud next to the snowdrift. Her hands and face were covered with mud and water, and she was red from the cold.

After seeing the person coming, he shouted stupidly: "Brother, brother...hehe"

Then he lowered his head and started playing again.

Niu Dingtian's heart warmed up and he felt distressed. He hurriedly went over to hold the muddy little hand and subconsciously puffed on the heater, then tried to summon up his meager internal strength.

"Brother is warm. Hehe."

"My dear, you are not allowed to play in the mud anymore. My brother will teach my dear to draw in the afternoon, okay?"

"Huahuahuahehehehehebaobaohua.paint."

After returning home, Chen Jin'er inevitably felt distressed again. After washing "Silly Girl"'s hands and face with hot water and changing into clean clothes, the three of them had lunch around the square table.

"Baby, look carefully. Brother, this painting is of a cow."

"The cow that pulls the cart from Grandpa Niu Wu's family"

After dinner, Niu Dingtian took "silly aunt" into the back room, took out a piece of Yuan calligraphy paper and spread it on the table. He took out a small pen and taught "silly aunt" to hold it. He folded his hand and held it, and dipped it in ink. As soon as he picked up the pen and raised his hand, an old ox jumped onto the page.

"Hehe. Cow. Cow."

The "silly girl" was very excited when she saw it. After being taught by Niu Dingtian to shake hands several times, she took the small hair and smeared it on herself to play with.

Seeing this, Niu Dingtian couldn't practice quietly for a while and had nothing to do.

That's right! There is just nothing to do! The Maverick scholar was already planning to give up his studies, so he took out the scroll he had brought back that day and prepared to appreciate it.

After all, the identity of a scholar is still here, and one should do what a scholar should do, which is not arty. Niu Dingtian thought
He immediately took out a scroll of paintings, spread it on the table and slowly opened it
"hiss!."

Maverick Xiucai took one look at it and took a breath of surprise.

The mountains, rivers, trees and rocks that catch your eye are thin, strong and simple, like spring silkworms spinning silk. The characters are well spaced and dense. Different time and space alternate, overlap and exchange. It is full of the charm of the Six Dynasties.
Niu Dingtian was fascinated for a moment, and now he really admired Lao Gu from the bottom of his heart:
Cow batch!

We scholars are just different.
Niu Dingtian recognized this painting from his previous life. It was a copy of the Song Dynasty's "Luo Shen Fu Picture Scroll".

But when the real thing was in front of me, it was hard to describe the shock in my heart. In the end, it was completely opened and it was more than five meters long and could only be dragged on the ground.

"whee."

After a long time, Niu Dingtian came back to his senses and looked at the "silly girl" again. Her face was covered with ink, and she smeared it on her face again.

Niu Dingtian quickly reached out and grabbed the brush. He was reluctant to scold him and went outside to look for water with a dark face.

When he returned to the back room with a basin of water, Niu Dingtian was almost frightened out of his wits by the scene inside.

The bowl of water that was originally used to grind ink was splashed on the scroll by this silly ancestor, who was still laughing "hehe".

See this scene
The cow is in the sky.
But before Niu Xiucai could react, a surprising scene happened.
Niu Dingtian stared at the scroll for a moment.

After reacting, without saying a word, he directly poured the basin of water in his hand on it.

The silly sister who kept "heehee" watching on the side was also stunned.

After the water soaked into the entire scroll, images of human bodies and lines of small regular script with hairpin flowers appeared on the paper.

Niu Dingtian approached the painting and leaned down to take a closer look. When he saw the words on it clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

hiss~
Then he gritted his teeth, took a breath of air, turned his head, and stared at the remaining scrolls on the bed.

Damn it! I've made a fortune!

(End of this chapter)