The goddess gave birth to a dragon and a phoenix

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Tread...  

Stepping on soft slippers, Chen Jun came to the living room outside the bedroom with light steps. The air was filled with a faint aroma that made people swallow. It was the smell of steamed buns, steamed buns, steamed buns in the kitchen...

Looking outside, my husband was standing on the balcony as expected, and he was standing in a very low center of gravity.

Chen Jun was slightly taken aback...

She has also practiced this posture, and she lasted for more than 20 minutes at the longest. It is not just standing upright, but moving the blood and energy in the whole body during the standing posture. The body is slightly floating, instead of standing dead. understand that...

Because of the floating, because of the need to carry blood, the difficulty of this pile is not a level of one plus one, but a multiplication of difficulty from one to ten or even to a hundred!
This pile exercise is specially used to increase Qi, blood and strength. Simply put, it is specially used to improve skills!
Standing from a distance and watching her husband standing on the pile, Chen Jun could see that his body was undulating very slightly, his steps were extremely steady, but the whole person seemed to have a strange sense of lightness, which made her feel like a tall mountain The pine tree on the mountain is swaying gently with the wind!
Wu Jiangtao has been standing on this Sipingbama pile for several days in a row!

Although he has always been very peaceful both to himself and to the two babies, since the first division season entered the playoffs, she felt very clearly...

My husband has changed!

To be more precise, the heart of martial arts that has always been extremely restrained and peaceful is now like a terrifying volcano that may erupt anytime and anywhere.

At this point, her experience is quite profound...

At this time, Wu Jiangtao on the balcony closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he hadn't noticed his wife coming out, his body was slightly ups and downs, but his whole body was still standing motionless, as majestic as a mountain!

Chen Jun didn't rush forward to disturb him, but turned around and took the yoga mat from the corner, opened it and lay down on it, and started restorative self-cultivation.

In tacit understanding, the husband and wife each started today's morning class practice.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Jiangtao finally opened his eyes slowly, and at the same time, an extremely long breath spewed out from his mouth...

call--

A wave blew from the balcony into the living room, and the branches and leaves of the green plants on the side were blown loudly.

Standing up slowly, his eyes were shining brightly, his steps into the living room were light and steady, and the unstoppable turbulent aura on his body quickly became restrained and peaceful.

Alright, the morning training is over, it's time to prepare breakfast...

In the living room, my lovely wife remained motionless, her stretched body twisted and twisted, her curves were beautiful and moving.

He couldn't help admiring her a few more times, and instead of stepping forward to disturb her, he walked past her towards the kitchen.

After concentrating on feeling the master bedroom, Wu Jiangtao clearly heard two thin and long breaths, well, the two little guys are still sleeping deeply, and there is no sign of waking up.

I made noodle paste for breakfast today, as well as steamed buns and brown sugar buns, uh...

There is no soul without deep-fried dough sticks after eating noodle paste. Wu Jiangtao turned off the gas under the steamer, turned around and said to Chen Jun in the living room, "I'm going to buy some deep-fried dough sticks, and I'll be right back!"

"Eh?"

Chen Jun, who was practicing Tantra Yoga in the living room, was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help looking up, but Wu Jiangtao just smiled and waved to her, then turned and went out.

Don't blame her for being weird, after all, what my husband has always shown in his cooking skills is that he can cook everything by himself, and there is no need to go out to buy...

But after thinking about it, she also understood that, after all, the fritters were to be boiled in a frying pan, and if only the couple ate them, there was no need to waste oil like this.

Here she continued to close her eyes for the morning class practice, and Wu Jiangtao had already come downstairs.

The morning at the end of June was very cool. The sun just came from the east, and the cool air in the air sank quickly, condensing into little drops of dew on the grass by the roadside and the leaves of the big trees...

In the garden of the community downstairs, there were already people running along the relatively spacious asphalt road, including middle-aged people and young men and women, all wearing sportswear, running past Wu Jiangtao lightly.

Speaking of which, although I get up early every day and practice martial arts, I seldom go downstairs to walk around...

One is the training of martial arts. Long-breathing Kung Fu can be carried out through pile exercises and corresponding breathing methods, and there is no need to run.

Second, it is naturally because the two little guys need someone to take care of them. If Chen Jun goes running on his own, Chen Jun may not be able to handle the two little guys.

Tread...  

He walked in this lush green garden full of grass and trees, and his heart came naturally.

Soon, Wu Jiangtao walked out of the gate of the community, came to a breakfast shop, picked out a few deep-fried dough sticks, packed them, and paid with the QR code.

At this time, there were quite a lot of people on the tables and chairs in front of the breakfast shop. There were elderly people, young men and women, and even a blond foreign youth who was looking at the food in front of him with a curious expression.

Judging from his appearance, it seems that it is the first time to eat Chinese breakfast food...

Well?
Wu Jiangtao was about to turn back with the packed fried dough sticks when he suddenly frowned and turned to look at the foreign youth.

This feeling……

Is it a martial artist?No...according to the Western martial arts world, they call themselves fighters rather than martial arts masters. Well, this is because the East and the West have different inheritances in martial arts, and the understanding and definition are naturally very different.

At the level of martial arts, the East has endowed the connotation of "Tao", which has been integrated into several mainstream Chinese philosophies such as Taoism, Buddhism and even Confucianism in the course of thousands of years of development and evolution, and has already contained extremely rich cultural connotations;
However, in the Western martial arts world, it is very purely regarded as fighting. Among the major schools, kendo has a bit of religious cultural background, and other schools have always pursued only the purest and most essential fighting and killing methods!

Therefore, most fighters from the West rely on their natural physique to hone themselves in the simplest and most essential way, striving for the fastest, strongest and most violent explosive attack!

From this perspective, Western fighting schools have the flavor of the martial arts thought in Chinese martial arts that "the world's martial arts are invincible, only fast can't be broken".

At the level of artistic conception, Western fighters take a different path. It is not the path of combining the heart and spirit, but the condensation of pure soul and no other way of spiritual will.

The realization of this spiritual realm is mostly cultivated through fighting or even fighting. Of course, there are also some schools that combine religious meditation methods and walk out of a relatively special way of martial arts practice.

(End of this chapter)