Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1275 The Miracle of Qigong

While listening to the play, Wu Yashi and I leaned together and chatted in a low voice. The child in my arms was very upbeat and didn't disturb me at all. He waved my handkerchief around and played with great interest.

A Beijing opera performance won applause from all the halls, and the Tibetan art masters nodded their heads in surprise. The emperor turned his head and asked the leader of the Tibetan art masters with a smile, "I heard that you also have your own unique skills, don't you?"

The leader of the Tibetan head masters nodded and smiled, and with a gesture, one of the younger Tibetan head masters walked onto the stage and asked an actor to stand in the middle of the stage and close his eyes. He made several gestures at a distance of five steps, and then slammed Pushing the actor across the air, the actor seemed to be pushed and fell down.When others helped him up and asked him, he didn't know how he fell down.

The people present were amazed, and I secretly wondered, isn't this similar to qigong?

I turned my head to look at the others, the emperor didn't take it seriously, Ming Zhu was talking to the prince with a smile, Ting Lu whispered to Chang An without seeming surprised.

In addition, most people exclaimed at the moment when Zangtoushi finished his performance.

Wu Yashi next to him asked in amazement: "My God, how did he do it?"

"It's nothing magical. I guess it's a kind of qigong. The eminent monks in Shaolin Temple also have this ability?" I laughed.

Fujin and the others came to listen to my explanation, and I continued: "Actually, Qigong is a kind of kung fu for strengthening the body through breathing. It looks amazing, but in fact, everyone can do it. I will teach you the simplest method. Let you feel the presence of the aura."

When I was in high school, I used this movement with my classmates. I put my hands at the same level as my chest, and the palms of the palms are relatively close together. When the distance between the two palms reaches the distance of a fist, I can feel a small aura. , when I was explaining, Wu Yashi really followed suit, and I laughed again: "You can't practice here, and when you get home, you will calm down and your mind will calm down. Try again, and you will definitely feel it. "

"To what extent can the most powerful Qigong be practiced?" Qian asked curiously.

"I don't know about that. But I heard that there is a technique called Corpse Incorruption Gong, which means that the body after death does not need to undergo any embalming treatment. It is buried in the ground, and the body is still not rotten when it is dug out after a few years. "I jokingly added: "If you can practice this kind of kung fu, you can be as evergreen as a green pine." After I finished speaking, I covered my mouth and giggled, and Wu Yashi pushed me away with a smirk. a handful.

(End of this chapter)