On the first page, there were four words written: Transformation Divine Art. He then flipped down and saw a portrait of a naked person. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. This damn old man actually had such an interest. However, this naked man seemed to be a little different. Upon closer inspection, there were some red dots and arrows marked on it. She felt a little strange. He calmed down and looked at it bit by bit.
Strangely enough, when he calmed down, the warm flow in his body during the day started to stir again. Looking at the direction of the red dot and the arrow, the warm flow in his body also flowed in that direction. I felt warm all over. Slowly, the images on the paper were all imprinted into my mind. I closed my eyes and the heat flow in my body automatically operated according to the images in my mind. After a few weeks, the images in my mind gradually blurred. Then, as if there was a flash of inspiration, another image flashed in my mind. The heat flow changed its direction and operated according to the new image.
Just like that, pictures flashed by one by one. The heat flow also changed directions, moving faster and faster, and thicker and thicker. Finally, after nine pictures flashed through his mind, the nine pictures were connected and kept flashing. It felt like he was riding a roller coaster, accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating again.
Finally, the speed of the heat flow reached its limit and rushed towards my head. For a moment, I couldn't resist the impulse in my heart. I opened my eyes and opened my mouth to let out a long cry. It was like a dragon's roar or a phoenix's cry.
Birds flew in the sky outside the window, and dogs barked. The lights in many of the neighbors 'houses were lit up, and there were many children crying. For a moment, it was as if a disaster had arrived. The neighborhood was in an uproar.
I was so shocked by my own howl that I quickly shut my mouth and stared at the consequences of my howl with my mouth agape.
"Little Feng, what's wrong? What happened?" The door downstairs opened, and his mother's anxious voice came up with the sound of slippers.
"Ah! Ah! Mom, Mom, it's okay, it's okay. Maybe there was a dog barking just now!"
For a moment, he did not know what excuse to come up with. He actually made up an excuse that a dog was barking. He really wanted to slap himself. Wasn't this scolding himself? He really fainted.
"Oh, I thought it was an earthquake. Whose dog is barking in the middle of the night? It's disturbing my dreams. It really should be slaughtered and cooked.”Speaking of me, Mom stopped going upstairs and then went back to her room while mumbling.
After hearing what Mom said, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Mom, I'm not a dog from any family, but your precious son. I'm going to be slaughtered and cooked to see if you'll feel sorry for me.
After a while, the dog stopped barking, and the lights beside them went out one by one. The night returned to its original tranquility, but there were still a few chirps of birds from time to time. In the silent night, it seemed even more desolate.
Seeing that his howl did not cause any more commotion, he felt relieved and sat back on the bed. He recalled the picture just now, and the heat flow automatically followed the path without obstruction.
After circulating it for a week, he felt that his entire body was at ease and his energy was abundant. He opened his eyes and looked around.
He only felt that the scenery in his eyes was different from usual. Everything became so lively, colorful, and full of vitality. His heart was also beating strongly, and he could feel the charm of nature.
I closed my eyes again and felt that it was extending outwards, towards infinity. I seemed to see an unknown bird squatting on the tree in the backyard outside the window, singing its own song. It seemed to have sensed my existence and attention, and the bird flew away. In the lawn of the small park by the road, the grass was absorbing the dew and slowly growing. Everything was so close to me at this moment, so intimate, just like my family. I felt a joy that I had never felt before.
If someone saw me at this moment, they would definitely be shocked. My body floated in the air, and my entire body shot out light that enveloped my body. A cold light shot out from my eyes, like a ghost. I didn't notice any of this. I was just immersed in my own joy.
Slowly, I woke up from my deep comprehension. The heat flow in my body continued to flow. I looked around and felt that everything around me seemed to have stopped. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. A fly flew past in front of me. I could clearly hear the sound of its wings flapping. I could clearly see its flight trajectory and its ferocious face. I couldn't help but be stunned by the scene I had never seen before. Suddenly, I remembered that flies were pests and had to be eliminated. He reached out to grab the book on the table and knocked it down. He didn't expect to grab empty air. He couldn't help but be stunned and look to the side.
It didn't matter when he looked at it, but he realized that he was actually in midair. He couldn't accept this fact for a moment. His heart instantly stopped beating, and the heat flow also stopped abruptly. Thump! I fell from the sky.
"Aiyo!" I couldn't help but cover my butt and cry out. It hurts!
As he rubbed his butt, he thought about the strange thing that happened just now and felt puzzled.
I stood up and sat back on the bed. I picked up the booklet and flipped through it. I thought, maybe it explained the reason for this to me.
The eight consecutive pages were all pictures of the eight human bodies that were displayed in my mind just now. I briefly looked at them and skipped them. On the ninth page, the pictures were gone and there was another paragraph: The Transformation Divine Art was divided into nine ways of operation, but in the end, all of them converged into one. The first nine pages depicted the nine ways of the human body's acupuncture points and the circulation of genuine Qi in the meridians. If one could master it, the Transformation Divine Art would reach the minor success stage. At this time, the human body would be transformed by the divine art, which was the so-called cleansing of the marrow. However, when practicing it, one must be extremely careful to avoid accidentally going mad. It would take about a hundred years for this technique to reach the minor success stage.
Seeing this, I was shocked. Why did it take another 100 years to train this thing? Then wouldn't I have gone underground to meet the King of Hell? Seriously, besides, how did I settle this now? The old man is really good at lying. Am I a genius? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel smug. At this moment, I realized that the heat flow in my body was called true qi, and just now, it was true qi circulating in my meridians.
Author's note: Actually, the old man didn't lie to Rufeng. According to the old man's progress, it would take a hundred years for him to reach the small success stage of the transformation divine art. This also required a very good aptitude. The reason why Rufeng could reach the minor success so quickly was because the old man had passed on ten percent of the divine technique to him, laying a foundation for him. He had also instilled his own knowledge into him. When he needed it in the future, it would automatically pop out of his mind. In less than two days, Ru Feng was stabbed in the park. The blood in his body had been drained, which triggered the 10% of true qi to circulate spontaneously, protecting his heart vessels and forming an internal circulation in his body to cleanse his meridians and marrow. Coincidentally, Ru Feng was sent to the hospital. When Dr. Hu saw that he had stopped breathing, he put on an oxygen mask and gave him oxygen. The true qi that should have been transmitted out of his mouth could not be vented, so it crazily attacked the meridians and acupoints in his body. In the end, it formed a powerful flow of true energy and shattered the oxygen mask, surprising everyone. Coincidentally, because he had made up his mind to learn some martial arts, when he came back at night, Ru Feng began to study the transformation divine art left behind by the old man. This allowed the zhenqi in his body to proceed in a regular manner, and thus the zhenqi completely entered his meridians and became part of Ru Feng's possession. Finally, the divine art was completed. If anything were to go wrong, Ru Feng might go berserk, and the consequences would be unimaginable. However, no matter how smart and talented Ru Feng was, he could not figure out everything. Everyone in the hospital was like a gourd that was filled with mystery. Doctor Hu was even unable to sleep because he was thinking about this matter. The old man had only predicted that his divine skill would reach great success within ten years, and there would be some disasters in the middle. However, it was only a shock, not a danger, so he did not explain the secret of the divine skill to Ru Feng clearly. At this time, Ru Feng could only muddle through. In order to answer the doubts of the readers, I would like to give an explanation here. The story continued.
She picked up the alarm clock by the bed and looked at it. Ah, damn, it's past five o'clock. Is the watch broken? I shook the alarm clock hard and put it to my ear to listen. Tick, tick, the alarm clock was working. He looked up at the sky. It was past five o'clock in the morning in May, and the sky was already filled with fish bellies. Indeed, it was five o'clock in the morning. It wasn't that his eyes were playing tricks on him, nor was the alarm clock broken. He couldn't help but complain in his heart. He hadn't slept all night. What would he do when he went to school tomorrow?
He stretched his arms and legs, but he didn't feel tired at all. It didn't seem like he hadn't slept all night. Instead, he was full of energy. It was really unbelievable. Perhaps it was the benefits brought by the divine technique. He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it. He didn't want to tire out the genius's brain. Since he wasn't tired, he would just finish reading the booklet.
After making my decision, I picked up the booklet again and flipped through it. The next page read: The second part was Dancing Phoenix in the Nine Heavens. The next page was the martial arts section.
Next were all kinds of figures. The people on them were all doing some fighting movements, kicking, jumping, or punching. They were all different. I couldn't help but be entranced as I flipped through them page by page.
Suddenly, the figure disappeared, followed by three words: Qinggong Chapter.
Flipping to the next page, he felt that it was the last page. There was a lifelike bird that was about to spread its wings and fly. Oh, no, it should be called a phoenix. A few simple strokes vividly depicted the phoenix's king-like posture. The originally single-colored figure seemed to be filled with colors at this moment, as if it was alive. In particular, the way he flapped his wings and was about to fly showed an imposing manner that looked down on the world.
He couldn't help but close his eyes again. His mind was filled with the image of the phoenix spreading its wings. Slowly, the phoenix in his mind flew up and made all kinds of beautiful postures in the sky. He felt his true qi circulate rapidly again, and his body seemed to be doing all kinds of movements accordingly. There was nothing around him, but his body was gliding in the air like a fish in water. It was very comfortable. As he flew, his hands and feet followed the various postures in the martial arts chapter. He hacked, slashed, stabbed, and kicked. For a moment, the room was filled with inner force.
Finally, the illusion in my mind disappeared and my body returned to the bed. All kinds of martial arts moves and qinggong movements were deeply engraved in my mind. He didn't care and let out another long howl.
Outside the window, the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, as well as the exclamations of people who woke up in the morning, rang out again, forming a unique symphony of the morning.
She quickly covered her mouth and listened carefully. The door downstairs creaked open again and her mother called out again, Rufeng, Rufeng, what's wrong?"
There was no other way. He had experienced it before, so he could only continue lying."Mom, that dog is barking again!" He cursed himself a million times in his heart. He could think of anything, but he had been a dog twice in one night.
"This damn dog, I really should skin it and parade it on the streets!”……
"Oh, it's already past seven. Rufeng, it's time to get up and get ready for school. I'll cook for you.”His mother pushed open the door in her slippers and walked towards the kitchen.
At this point, the total number of words should be as much as 150,000. He did not know if his writing had improved recently. He could only wait for the post to be published and see everyone's comments. However, I believe that I will definitely write more and more exciting in the future. I also hope that everyone will continue to support me. You are my greatest motivation for writing.
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