You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 377: Body Cultivation and Breathing

"Can the Li family make proper arrangements? Do you need my help?"

"Yeah?"

The handsome uncle was also stunned. Chang Qing said this, it seems that the Li family still has some weight in Chang Qing's heart. According to Chang Qing's character, this is rare. Then he asked:

"Are you familiar with the Li family?"

"Not familiar!"

"Then why do you care so much!" The handsome uncle became even more suspicious.

"I'm not very familiar with him, but I have received a great favor. If I don't repay it, my cultivation will not improve at all!" Chang Qing gave a vague idea.

"Okay~" The handsome uncle smacked his lips. Chang Qing didn't want to say more, and he didn't want to force him.

"I plan to let Li Yushu teach this child, but Yushu has gone to the mortal world to hone his skills and make breakthroughs. It will probably take a few years. How about you take care of him during this time?"

The handsome uncle set his sights on Changqing.

Chang Qing refused directly: "The child is too young. You know my way of cultivation. I will teach him for a while after he turns eight years old~"

When the handsome uncle thought of the method of using his body to adapt to the spiritual energy without using the preparation pill, he couldn't help but shudder:

"That's right, but we agreed that we can't harm Li Mengyu, she is the treasure of the Yuling Sect~"

"Disciple, be sensible~"

The handsome uncle left, and before leaving he picked up a pound of freshly roasted tea leaves, saying that it would help him refresh his mind while dealing with sect affairs.

Chang Qing was not surprised by the handsome uncle's rogue behavior.

Inside the house, Changqing looked at Jiaocang who was still sleeping soundly. Black and white flashed across his eyes, and this time he could see very clearly.

Inside Jiao Cang's stomach, a demon pill has been refined by 30%. It is believed that within two years, Jiao Cang will wake up, and then the heavenly calamity will follow.

Intermediate level demon king calamity!

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Chang Qing sensed the still unbalanced spiritual power in his body and sighed softly.

After the wind attribute appeared in the spiritual power, Chang Qing felt it was very strange. He vaguely felt that his spiritual roots were actually longing for the five elements. Could it be that he was really related to the Dao of Derivation?

Or maybe, it was because of the strange spiritual root that caused this situation, Chang Qing sighed. The spiritual root was strange, and he wanted to find out what was going on, but there was no progress at all. Even using the Yin-Yang artistic conception was useless.

Thinking of this, he looked at his left arm again. This arm was like a fuse, causing such changes in his spiritual roots. He didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Changqing calculated the spirit crystals and spirit stones in his hand. If he wanted to buy those things, it would definitely not be cheap. Add to that the elixirs he and Jiaocang needed to overcome the tribulation, and the money he had was simply not enough.

"They are still too poor!" Another sigh came from inside the bamboo house.

……

A few more days passed, and Changqing sat cross-legged in the bamboo house, without moving at all, with his eyes closed and a long breath. Beside him were several empty small jade bottles scattered around him.

The light from its body shines through its clothes, flickering continuously like stars, which is quite strange.

Changqing exhaled a puff of white mist, stood up, clenched his fist, and blood and energy flowed in his fist, causing the air around him to distort.

"The 360 ​​acupoints in the body were opened up so quickly."

Changqing was somewhat delighted. He had not expected that after assimilating with the flesh and blood of his left arm, the opening of the acupoints would become extremely simple.

The life essence that had been hidden in the acupoints was fully mobilized this time. Coupled with some elixirs that Changqing had refined himself to replenish qi and blood, great results were achieved in just a few days.

He threw a punch into the air, and a strong wind suddenly arose, with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Not bad~" Changqing was very satisfied.

If you look inside, you will find that the secret power is flowing between the flesh and blood, like a small star field. Every acupoint is shining, like a sky full of stars. The Qi and blood are surging among the stars, and the Qi and blood passing through the acupoints are strengthened again, and then merged into the Qi sea.

At this moment, Changqing's stagnant physical cultivation began to advance again, and this time the progress was extremely fast.

Arriving in the courtyard, Chang Qing half-knelt down, and according to Xing Xiaoce's acupoint path, he stimulated the corresponding acupoints to stimulate the intake and output of Qi and blood.

The acupoints flickered rapidly, and the qi and blood flowing through the acupoints entangled with the secret power that was generated and began to flow in the blood, flesh and essence.

Every time the qi and blood pass through an acupoint, they become stronger. Soon the blood vessels swell up, like a balloon, expanding several times, and a feeling of swelling and pain begins to form in the flesh and blood.

Chang Qing only felt that the secret power in his qi and blood seemed to have life, ready to break all obstacles, making him feel as if an arrow was on a string that had to be shot.

"drink!"

Every time Changqing took a step, the ground sank where he was, as if it couldn't bear his weight.

A ray of energy was hidden in the fist tip, rushing forward.

"Bang~"

Stones flew everywhere, and the stone table, a corner of which was broken by the handsome uncle, completely turned into rubble.

Raising his eyes, Changqing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the power of this punch was almost as strong as that of magic.

Changqing exhaled a breath of foul air, which carried an astonishing amount of heat and turned into mist, which dissipated into thin air.

"So this is the breath of a physical cultivator!"

The techniques of this body cultivation are all related to the breath at the heart. All the acupoints in the body are connected to that breath, and it is also the key to the circulation of Qi and blood throughout the body through this breath.

If that breath is not released, the punching power will not stop. After the physical cultivator opens up the lower sea of ​​qi, what he cultivates is the strength of the body, which is determined by the length of time that breath can be retained.

As the qi and blood stay and are consumed, this breath will gradually become turbid and shorter. This is the process of consumption of this breath.

"Now, with all my strength, I can only punch once. It seems that the Qi Sea that I opened up by taking shortcuts still needs to be carefully polished~"

"The power of Zhao Ye lies in the great force formed by the superposition of its forces, just like the waves in a storm, each layer is stronger than the last. If I create a martial art that is not limited to fists, but combines the palms, fists, elbows, knees, and legs of my previous life, with various styles and impossible to defend against, this should be feasible!"

Changqing was a little excited. His fist was invisible, and maybe he would gain unexpected benefits when fighting against the enemy in the future.

Chang Qing practiced for another hour according to Xing Xiaoce's method before stopping. After mastering the technique, he could keep his breath for dozens of breaths in continuous fighting. If he wanted to truly apply it in battle, it would take hundreds of breaths to make it difficult to distinguish the winner.

"Compared to training, perhaps fighting can improve the body more."

Looking at the mess in the yard, Chang Qing felt a little embarrassed. Now he had broken the only table he could eat on. What should he do now?

Holding the bowl and eating while squatting on the ground?

It's not impossible, but there will always be guests, and it's not appropriate to ask them to squat on the ground and hold a bowl.

Changqing smiled bitterly, and then suddenly thought of something.

After a while, when he came out of the house, a bronze table slowly floated out behind him. On the table was an oil lamp and tea sets.

"Sir, is this your home? It's a bit shabby~"

The oil lamp circled around, communicating with Changqing through consciousness.

"I am living alone with Jiao Cang now, and this environment is enough for me. I am sorry to have wronged you~"

"Sir, please don't say that. It is our blessing to be able to follow you. From now on, leave the housework to us. We may not be good at other things, but we are good at housework!"

"Well, thank you~"