Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 93

Chen Ze, who looked like a master, left the ring and walked all the way to the small door leading to the staff passage.

Di-

The door opened.

Bang Dang—As the small door closed again, Chen Ze immediately grinned.

Lifting up the trousers, several bruises had gradually appeared on the calf, as well as the two arms.

This stinky boy is really dark!
Although according to Chen Ze's experience, it was only a few skin traumas, but in order not to delay his practice, he decided to seek professional treatment as soon as possible.

Without stopping, Chen Ze went out from the small gate of the martial arts hall, circled around, and returned to the parking space in front of the martial arts hall.

As soon as he got in the car and sat still, through the car window, Chen Ze happened to see Ma Han and his party coming out of the door, looking out of their wits.

"I heard there is no kid!"

Gu Kaiping, who was already wrapped in bandages, was also carried out by someone.

"Go back and practice!"

Buzzing——Chen Ze started the car and drove towards Hu Mingjun's Chinese medicine health care center.

On the way, Chen Ze distractedly glanced at the attribute panel. This battle earned him more than 8000 experience points.

This is not the biggest gain, the biggest gain is the improvement of one's martial arts level, and the mastery of the strength of the Tongbei fist.

He couldn't wait to practice Vajra Kung Fu.

As soon as he stepped into the medical hall, Chen Ze encountered an unharmonious scene.

The two men in suits and leather shoes were blasted out by Hu Mingjun commanding Liu Tie, as if they were still begging for something.

"Uncle Hu, what's the situation?" Chen Ze asked curiously.

"Xiao Chen! Come and sit!" Hu Mingjun beckoned, "When this man becomes famous, all kinds of flies and mosquitoes come to him!"

"Leave them alone, sit down and drink tea!"

"Oh." Chen Ze responded, sat down and chatted with him, and then went to the backyard to teach him how to practice, but did not have a massage, but returned to the sofa downstairs, but his hands and feet were covered with ice packs.

Only after Hu Mingjun's explanation did he know that it turns out that massage cannot be performed directly after a bruise.

Generally, the capillaries under the skin will burst and bleed when traumatized, resulting in local swelling or bruising.

If you rub it at this time, it will easily lead to aggravated capillary bleeding, which will make the local swelling and pain more obvious, and if it is serious, it will leave sequelae.

Generally, it will not be possible to perform massage until the situation stabilizes after a day or two.

However, Chen Ze's trip this time was not only for massage, after these days of exploration, he had accumulated a lot of questions.

"Uncle Hu." Feeling the coldness of the ice on his body, Chen Ze asked, "Didn't you mention the Daoyin technique to me last time?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Hu Mingjun squinted while holding the teacup.

"Can you talk to me carefully?"

Hu Mingjun put down his teacup, thought carefully and replied,
"Daoyin technique is actually a very broad concept."

"Especially in Chinese medicine, it is involved in many places."

"The so-called 'guidance' refers to the conductor entraining air."

"In general, it can be divided into internal guidance and external guidance."

"External guidance refers to breathing, exhaling, flexing and stretching, moving joints, and guiding with body movements."

"Simply speaking, through regular body movements, you can adjust your mood and guide Qi and blood to circulate in the meridians and viscera, so as to prevent and treat physical and mental diseases."

"The Wuqinxi and Baduanjin I told you about were developed from the technique of external guidance."

"Actually, massage and acupuncture, which stimulate the limbs, can also be included in the scope of external guidance."

Hu Mingjun explained Wai Daoyin clearly in a few words, but Chen Ze heard that he seemed to be avoiding talking about some content.

"Uncle Hu, what does inner guidance mean?" Chen Ze asked tentatively.

"Nei Daoyin, hehe." Hu Mingjun sneered, "That's just a trick to bluff people."

"Inner Daoyin pays attention to true qi. It is said that it guides the movement of qi through thoughts. It is all about becoming immortal and becoming a god."

"To put it bluntly, it's qigong. It's just the leftovers of these ancient people playing with them, and the result is still..."

Having said this, Hu Mingjun suddenly stopped talking, and turned to pick up the teacup and drink it hastily.

Then he poured the tea again, with such a big splash that the tea in the cup overflowed.

However, Chen Ze gradually came to his senses, words like "qigong craze" flashed in his mind for a while.

Judging by Hu Mingjun's age, he must have experienced those years, and he may have suffered a lot.

Thinking of this, Chen Ze quickly changed the topic,

"Uncle Hu, please prescribe me some medicine for practicing hard kung fu."

Chen Ze pointed to his hands and feet,

"Look at me, I'll turn green after two hits."

In order to explore martial arts, Chen Ze will only fight more and more people in the future, so he couldn't help but search for kung fu such as golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, but the attribute panel did not give feedback, and it could not be loaded at all. skills.

His understanding of this is that the so-called golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt have not formed an independent system.

In fact, there are many schools of this kind of hard work, such as the sand-inserting work, brick-pointing, sandbag hitting, etc. that I practiced when I was practicing Tongbeiquan.

Not only is it exercising finger strength, but it is also exercising the strength of muscles, bones and skin.

"Hahahahaha" Hu Mingjun was happy again when he saw Chen Ze's hands and feet, "What else do you want to practice?"

"You are already very good. Ordinary people will have a lot of broken bones after being hit by a stick!"

"You really want to be invulnerable to swords and guns!"

"Is there such a practice method, Uncle Hu?" Chen Ze took the opportunity to confirm with Hu Mingjun.

"It's okay now, do you know that those who practiced hard qigong used to come to me often, either asking for medicine or consulting a doctor." Hu Mingjun seemed to remember something interesting.

"Those are fishy jobs!"

"Fish?" Chen Ze repeated in doubt.

"Xiaohuo is just a craft of juggling and bluffing!"

"I've seen many things like crushing boulders in the chest, stepping on mountains of knives, piercing the top with oil hammers, and piercing the throat with silver spears!"

"It's not that they don't have the skills, they definitely have the skills! But the main thing is tricks!"

Hearing these words, Chen Ze was also aroused curiosity, feeling that Hu Mingjun is really well-informed: "Uncle Hu, tell me."

"Let's talk about the broken boulder in the chest, it all depends on the laws of physics!"

"The stone must be big! The hammer must be fast, precise and ruthless!"

"Do you know what kills you the most?"

"Once the person who made the hammer had a grudge against a hard qigong practitioner, he didn't hit it hard, hey, he just deliberately hit it lightly."

"Everyone around is watching, so just stick to it. When the stone is finally broken, send it to me for a look, and you will be half-breathed!"

(End of this chapter)