Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 74: Nursing Qi is like buying a house
In the capital city, the lanterns are on the rise.
The teahouses and restaurants are staggered, and the brothels are singing and dancing.
It's just that today's talk has some new content——
"Brother Wen, have you read the first chapter of "Swordsman"?"
"Naturally. The murderer has not yet appeared, which is really scratching the ears."
"It is said that many casinos have opened bets, predicting which round will Wan Amber reveal the murderer, are you interested in placing a few bets?"
"There is such a market? Hurry up and hurry up!"
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"Well, why didn't Mr. Chang come to play today?"
"Hey, don't mention it. Uncle Chang received a commission, which is said to be the kidnapping of Wan Anbo. The person who invested the money threatened to lock Wan Anbo in a small dark room, and kept writing "Swordsman" day and night. Otherwise the whip will serve you."
"It's so heartwarming... no, cruelty? What happened later?"
"Uncle Chang was taken down by the City Tour Division before he started, and he was thrown into the prison."
"It's a pity... no, it's a relief!"
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"Head of the academy, I received a lot of petition letters today, requesting that the "Daxuan Min Daily" continue to be sold tomorrow!"
"All 40,000 copies are sold out! "Wen Pao" has not sold so fast. Have you asked Wan Amber for advice?"
"Wan Amber is not in the Earl's Palace!"
"That won't work, the upsell needs to be approved by Wan Amber!"
"But today's first edition of the People's Daily has already been fired for 10 taels of silver! If this continues, we may have the reputation of covering up the newspaper and reluctant to sell it!"
"That's enough, you ask Wang Qifeng to go to Nan Yuanxi and Wan Anbo. I will discuss with the head of the academy again!"
"Yes!"
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In the palace.
"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner." Hou An came to Ye Heng with a plate of food in a soft voice, and Ye Heng with a tired face put down the memorial in his hand.
Hou An took advantage of the situation to prepare the meal, Ye Heng picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and while holding a piece of green vegetables, he asked: "Hou An, is there something unusual in the capital today, tell me to relieve my boredom." /
Hou An seemed to be prepared, took out "Daxuan Min Bao" from his arms and sent it to Ye Heng.
"Go back to Your Majesty, this is the rarest thing in the capital today."
"Daxuan Minbao? What a big tone!" Ye Heng picked up the newspaper and glanced at the previous pages of the essay, "Mr. Mr. Wen has several opinions, and he has a lot of opinions on the decomposition of the imperial court's policies. Nice..."
"Your Majesty, look back..." Hou An reminded with a slight smile.
"Oh? What's the mystery behind it?" Ye Heng turned two pages, his eyes narrowed: "Yawen?"
"Exactly. This newspaper was published by Wan Anbo, and this Yawen article was also written by him. Now it is a major literary world in Zhongjing City..."
A look of doubt flashed across Ye Heng's face: "Don't overstate it. Let me see, um, "Swordsman", what is this allusion?"
The bamboo chopsticks in Ye Heng's hand were slowly put down, and Hou An stood aside without making a sound. Only the sound of Ye Heng's emotionally fluctuating breathing sounded slightly in the imperial study...
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The bright moon flies into the sky.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and strands of colorful red dust condensed in the palm of his hand.
It turns out that it is not that the reader needs to read the entire "Swordsman" to generate the red dust atmosphere, but that it can be generated only by reading it. It's just that the qi generated by reading only one chapter is too weak and difficult to detect.
But Chen Luo is different. Everyone who reads it will give him feedback. If the amount of weak energy is large, it can also produce considerable qualitative changes.
Just like now, the colorful red dust condensed into the size of an apple in Chen Luo's palm.
Chen Luo calmed down and reintroduced this mass of red dust into his body, mobilizing the colorful mist to rush towards an orifice in his body.
Cultivation in the red dust realm, the second layer - Qi nourishing realm.
According to the Tao of Wenxin, the Qi-nourishing environment is divided into Great Perfection and Small Perfection. There are seven hundred and twenty acupoints in the body of the human body, which are filled with red dust gas. Thirty-six orifices are small, seventy-two are large, one hundred and eight can be advanced to the next level, three hundred and sixty-five. The small orifices are perfect, the seven hundred and twenty orifices are the great perfection!
Just kidding, as the master of the fourth road to the sky, of course, I have to go to the Great Perfection.
It's just seven hundred and twenty orifices, I...
Chen Luo's expression suddenly froze. He felt that the apple-sized red dust was gone!
Is this the end?
I'm not ready, you're done?
That orifice is not even one-tenth full!
If you use that mass of red dust to open the meridians, at least one-fifth of the meridians can be opened.
That orifice is not a core orifice! Obviously looks very satisfied.
This requires the sea of qi and the dantian, which are like wolf-like acupuncture points, but what should we do?
Qi-nourishing environment, is it so exhausting?
Chen Luo took a deep breath and calmed his heart.
He roughly estimated that if he wanted to achieve the Great Consummation of the Seven Hundred and Twenty Apertures based on the mass of red dust just now... um, for example, the difficulty would be about six thousand a month, and he planned to spend two years in Beijing. Ring to buy a set of four rooms and two halls.
No wonder, one hundred and eight orifices can advance to the next level. This is equivalent to a monthly salary of 6,000. Although it is difficult to buy a suite in a third- and fourth-tier city, there is always hope. The big deal is to fight for decades...
Fortunately, ~IndoMTL.com~ Chen Luo doesn't have to recite the stories he wrote over and over again, just let others read them.
Huh? This logic seems like a capitalist...
Chen Luo retracted his mind and started the next round of experiments. He stretched out his finger and pointed to a stone not far away. With a thought, the red dust energy that had just filled the acupoints shot out quickly along the smooth meridians, hitting the stone, and there was a muffled sound on the stone, as if Like being hit by a giant hammer, it rolled back twice, and some cracks appeared.
"Hey...this power, it's passable!" Chen Luo nodded with satisfaction. He just let out the red dust bluntly just now. If he comprehends the Six Veins Divine Sword in the future, he will have more red dust in his body—
What war poems and ci, they are all younger brothers.
What is meant by the snap of a finger, and the ashes will be wiped out.
Picturesque!
But the blow just now also consumed nearly half of the red dust. Chen Luo looked at the acupoint and found that the red dust energy consumed in the acupoint was slowly recovering...
"So it is." Chen Luo instantly understood that the so-called nourishing qi was to fill the red dust qi into the acupoints, and the amount injected determines the upper limit of the red dust qi reserve in the body. After that, no matter how much red dust energy is consumed, it is not necessary to read books to obtain it, but the body will recover on its own.
However, in order to continuously increase the upper limit, it is still necessary to continuously obtain new red dust from the classics.
Speaking of which, Xiaoji seems to have said that Haoran's righteousness is the same.
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Outside Sanxi Village, inside a grass pavilion.
Song Tuizhi was sitting alone in the pavilion drinking wine, but a trace of his mind drifted over Sanxi Village.
Suddenly, Song Tuizhi put down the wine glass in his hand, and said coldly, "Where are you sneaking, hide, and let this old man come out!"