Time passes. Ten days passed quickly. In the past ten days, although Xu Changshou seized every moment to practice breathing techniques, he was exhausted from practicing every day and achieved nothing. Zhang Zhengyuan saw that Xu Changshou was so diligent, so he ignored him and allowed Xu Changshou to practice breathing techniques on his own. In addition, during this period, except for eating, Zhang Zhengyuan basically did not go out and meditated in the dark every day. Xu Changshou vaguely guessed that Zhang Zhengyuan should have suffered a serious internal injury, so he needed to meditate every day to recuperate the injury. When the injury healed, it would probably be the day he left. Xu Changshou didn't know when Zhang Zhengyuan would leave, so he practiced breathing techniques hard every day without daring to slack off. A month later, Xu Changshou still didn't feel the breath, and couldn't help but feel anxious. Two months later, Xu Changshou felt anxious and had no sense of energy. Soon, three months later, Xu Changshou still didn't feel the aura Zhang Zhengyuan mentioned, and Xu Changshou was almost desperate.
One time while having dinner, Xu Changshou finally couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Taoist Priest, is your belly-flattening skill reliable? I've been practicing for three months and there's no reaction at all." Because practicing the Six-Character Breathing Technique requires a flat stomach, Xu Changshou secretly gave a name to the exercise to flatten the belly. As soon as he said this, Zhang Zhengyuan was very angry, and said angrily: "Nonsense, Six-Character Breathing Technique" Breathing is the key to Xuanmen. How can it be false? If you can't sense Qi, can you blame Pindao for not being good at it? That's because you're stupid." "oh!" Xu Changshou nodded dejectedly, suddenly a little disappointed with himself. I am just a cowherd boy, how can I have the qualifications to practice advanced immortal magic? It's just that I'm too stupid to have any chance with this superior immortal technique. Hey, a cowherd boy is just a cowherd boy, but he still wants to become an immortal? wishful thinking. Xu Changshou felt unhappy and lowered his head to eat silently. Zhang Zhengyuan shook his head slightly when he saw this, and said in a slow tone: "Changshou, haste makes waste in everything." Xu Changshou scratched his head and said, "What do you mean?" Zhang Zhengyuan: "You are too anxious." "Am I too anxious?" Yes, yes. Xu Changshou nodded with deep understanding. Zhang Zhengyuan was right. He was indeed too anxious. He had been anxious since he started practicing breathing techniques, for fear that Zhang Zhengyuan would not be able to sense the breath before he left. After that day, Xu Changshou calmed down and practiced for two hours every day, eating and drinking when he should. It's best to be able to sense Qi. If you can't sense it, there's no loss. At worst, you can continue to be your own cowherd. One morning three days later. Xu Changshou meditated facing the east. The golden sunlight shone on his body and he felt warm all over. This warm feeling turned into a warm energy and entered Xu Changshou's body. At this moment, Xu Changshou entered a state of enlightenment, and the surrounding environment slowly faded in his perception. He only felt that he was getting warmer and warmer, even a little burning.
At the same time, more and more heat entered Xu Changshou's body. Soon, the heat condensed on the Baihui point on the top of the head, condensing a golden hairspring. The golden hairspring happily wandered through the meridians, first at the Baihui point, then from the top of the head to the body, now to the shoulders, now to the palms, now to the soles of the feet, turning around in the body, and finally the abdomen. The Guanyuan point lay dormant and turned into a golden light spot among the stars. The golden light spots emitted a faint golden light, constantly shining on Xu Changshou's body, like a miniature sun, baking the whole body warm. Boom~ Suddenly, the light spot disappeared, and Xu Changshou's consciousness returned to reality, only to find that he was sitting cross-legged in the yard at the moment. What just happened? Could it be... Feeling energetic. Xu Changshou was ecstatic and immediately went to visualize the golden light spot, but found that he could not sense it no matter what. What's going on? Did the anger escape? "No? Why has my strength become stronger?" Xu Changshou was shocked to find that his strength had increased a lot for no reason, and he was now comparable to an adult. This is very incredible. You must know that Xu Changshou is only twelve years old. Although he often does hard labor, his strength is definitely not as good as that of an adult. "It must be a feeling of anger. It's unmistakable. Go find the Taoist priest and ask." Xu Changshou knocked on Zhang Zhengyuan's door, pointed at his belly and said, "Taoist Priest, I felt a golden light spot here just now. Is this the feeling of Qi?" "impossible!" Zhang Zhengyuan blurted out, his face full of surprise... Xu Changshou asked doubtfully: "What's impossible?" Zhang Zhengyuan quickly put away his surprised look, put his hand on Xu Changshou's pulse, and looked surprised for a long time: "It's weird, it's weird, this kid actually has spiritual roots." "Not bad, not bad, not bad, tsk tsk tsk." Suddenly, Zhang Zhengyuan's eyes became bright when he looked at Xu Changshou, and even his tone of voice suddenly became very friendly. Xu Changshou was shocked by what he saw and urged: "What is spiritual root? Taoist priest, tell me quickly, am I feeling Qi?" Zhang Zhengyuan said enigmatically: "Yes, this is the sense of Qi." Xu Changshou was overjoyed: "I feel angry now. That's great. I finally feel angry." Zhang Zhengyuan said with a serious face: "I saw that you have spiritual roots, so I passed on the Six-Character Breathing Technique to you. Otherwise, do you think you, a cowherd boy, would be qualified to practice this supreme immortal technique?" In fact, whether there are spiritual roots or not cannot be seen with the naked eye. There are special testing instruments. Whether there are spiritual roots and what kind of spiritual roots they are can be known by testing them with a magic weapon. The reason why Zhang Zhengyuan taught the breathing method to Xu Changshou was because he saved his life and he needed Xu Changshou to do things while he was recovering from his injuries.
So, he simply passed the six-word breathing method to Xu Changshou. Regardless of whether Xu Changshou had spiritual roots or not, he gave him the breathing method as a way of repaying his gratitude. He never thought that Xu Changshou really had spiritual roots. The probability of this happening to ordinary people was less than one in ten thousand. "Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you for your cultivation." Xu Changshou was full of gratitude and secretly rejoiced. "You still call me Taoist priest, have you forgotten our agreement?" Zhang Zhengyuan said seriously. "Agreement, what... Disciple pays respect to Master." Xu Changshou suddenly realized and bowed his head. Then he remembered that Zhang Zhengyuan had said that once he sensed the Qi, he would accept him as a disciple. "Okay, good disciple, you should rest early today. Tomorrow morning, I will teach you the real immortal method." Zhang Zhengyuan couldn't help but smile. "Real immortal arts! Great, Master, when I practice real immortal arts, I won't have to starve anymore." Xu Changshou looked expectant. Boom! Zhang Zhengyuan casually slapped Xu Changshou on the head and said angrily: "You are a boy without ambition, you only know how to eat." "Real immortal arts can go up to the sky and down to the earth, fly on clouds and mist, exorcise demons, and fly on a sword..." "Flying on a sword?" Xu Changshou was full of expectations. Zhang Zhengyuan waved his sleeves and said arrogantly: "Step on a flying sword, gallop across the world, how free and easy it is?" Thinking that one day he would be able to fly on a sword, Xu Changshou was so excited that his saliva flowed out.