Start practicing from Mr. Fox

Chapter 13: Qigong
It was not the first time she saw someone practicing, but it was the first time she saw someone like Chen Ji practicing.

Don't know what will happen.

So in a small courtyard in the mountains, a fox drank tea, a man practiced, and even the mountain wind became quiet.

Chen Ji slowly recalled the contents of the breathing method.

The content of the exercise itself is very short, and it doesn't even start with breathing techniques, but rather qigong techniques. It only teaches you to calm your breath and concentrate your mind, and feel the flow of the breath of heaven and earth.

When the opportunity comes, you will be able to feel the five colors and five elements around you, and see the energy around all things.

At this moment, Chen Ji tried hard to explore the feeling according to the method.

Closing my eyes and concentrating, I felt that I was much more sensitive than usual.

The wind blowing past me seemed to take shape, blowing my clothes and hair, and blowing past my ears, leaving behind the echo of the mountains and forests.

In a trance, Chen Ji felt as if he was not closing his eyes, but opening them to see the scene of the wind blowing by.

He opened his eyes hastily.

There was indeed wind blowing by my side, but it was just blowing by, and there was no scene in front of me.

Look around.

Miss Bai poured a new cup of tea not far away and gestured to Chen Ji to come and drink first.

Since I had already stopped, I might as well go over and ask Miss Bai if she had noticed anything.

Chen Ji stepped forward and picked up the cup. The aroma of tea filled the air, and even his body felt warm and comfortable.

"Great tea! But I've never had it before. What kind is it?"

"Spiritual Mist Tea."

The white girl said the name and continued to explain.

"It's something I got in exchange with the monsters. There's foggy miasma in Ziyun Mountain, and the poisonous fog inside produces this tea."

"This tea is produced by absorbing fog and miasma. The roots, stems and branches are extremely poisonous. Only the leaves can calm the mind and eliminate disasters and diseases. Mortals who drink it can even prolong their lives. The monsters nearby will exchange some with the monsters in Ziyun Mountain."

"In that case, it's really a treasure!"

Chen Ji had a deeper understanding of cultivation.

If this Lingwu tea were brought to the human world, one or two ounces would probably be worth tens of thousands of gold coins. But in the eyes of practitioners, it is just the tea they drink every day.

It turns out that embarking on spiritual practice is a different kind of life.

"I heard there will be a monster gathering in the middle of the month. I wonder if there will be a place to exchange it then. What can I use to exchange it?"

"So Senior Huai has already told you."

"I mentioned it a few more times this afternoon when I asked about my practice."

"I was going to tell you when the time comes, but I was worried you might be afraid to go. Now you don't have to worry."

Miss Bai smiled.

"What monsters value isn't gold or silver, but what's useful to them. The Huang Jing you had earlier is quite good. You should be able to prepare some by the time we meet. Just bring some with you and you can see the world."

"Thank you Miss Bai."

Chen Ji was increasingly looking forward to the grand gathering of monsters.

"You tried practicing just now, how did it feel?"

Miss Bai asked again.

"It seems like there's something to it."

Chen Ji expressed his feelings about the wind just now.

Miss Bai was also surprised when she heard this.

"Is this how the Qi-gazing technique is performed? This shows that the Taoist who used this method is truly an expert!"

"Then how do you read the qi, Miss Bai?"

When Chen Ji heard Miss Bai speak, he knew that this was not the way to practice the art of qi-gazing.

"You'll naturally see it when you practice."

Miss Bai said naturally.

So the man and the fox sat opposite each other, both with surprise in their eyes.

One couldn't understand how the art of qigong could be practiced in this way, and the other couldn't understand how the art of qigong could be practiced in this way.

"..."

Chen Ji was silent. This was probably the racial talent. It was incomparable. He should just practice quietly.

It’s not a good idea to waste Lingwu Tea after drinking it.

Sitting back on the futon, Miss Bai's voice came from afar.

"If you want to feel the wind to learn to see the qi, don't just feel the wind. Instead, you should treat the wind as an extension of your five senses. That way you can perceive it as soon as possible."

"I remember."

Chen Ji nodded and thanked him, then closed his eyes and thought about what Miss Bai meant.

Using wind to replace the five senses is something that has never appeared in the book, but Chen Ji naturally felt that this method seemed to help him learn qi-reading faster.

So I thought about it and decided to try again according to the method taught by Miss Bai.

The wind still blew across Chen Ji's face.

He still had the same feeling as before, but this time, Chen Ji no longer tried to imagine where the wind was blowing through. Instead, he imagined the wind blowing out from his body and extending in all directions.

I didn't feel anything at first, but gradually I became aware of it.

The wind blew through his clothes, the eaves of the room, and the fence of the courtyard, swirling around in the yard.

Chen Ji closed his eyes, as if he had already seen all this before his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, the entire courtyard was covered in a thin layer of warm white mist. Looking into the distance, the trees in the mountains and forests were all different, and they were all covered with a very thin layer of warm white mist. "Is this it?"

Chen Ji couldn't quite believe it.

"Is there a problem?"

Miss Bai frowned when she saw Chen Ji's reaction.

Then he stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, with four fingers naturally placed down.

"Although the pulse is urgent, it is still steady and strong, not like a demonic possession. Mr. Chen, how do you feel?"

"Miss Bai, I seem to have succeeded."

"what?"

After Chen Ji spoke, Miss Bai was obviously stunned, and her eyes revealed an unreal expression.

"How long has it been since it was completed?"

"I'm not sure, but I can see a layer of white mist hanging over the items now."

"..."

The white girl frowned.

Although after starting to practice, I know that the art of qi-gazing is not a very difficult spell, it is still not easy to get started for those who have never practiced before.

Distinguishing the five mountain elements is a hurdle that many people find difficult to overcome.

Not to mention that Chen Ji is still in a state of incomplete soul. A person who is theoretically unable to practice, has actually learned the art of qi-gazing after only one morning of exposure?

Miss Bai was a little skeptical.

But what Chen Ji said was clearly the characteristics of qigong.

When I looked at it myself, I could indeed see that these objects were covered with a thin layer of mist.

After thinking about it, he asked Chen Ji.

"What are you looking at me?"

"There seems to be a layer of light red mist on the body."

"now what?"

The white girl raised her hand.

A cloud of emerald green air lingered around the fingertips.

"green."

Miss Bai cast another spell, and a light rain fell from the sky.

"blue."

Miss Bai was silent for a moment, her lips moving.

"You really did succeed. How did you do it?"

"I do not know either."

Chen Ji told the truth.

"I just followed your instructions and tried to feel the wind's feedback. I seemed to sense it in my heart, and when I looked again, it was already like this."

"It's incredible."

Miss Bai sighed.

"The Yin-Yang Eyes can see ghosts and gods, which is already considered a cultivation technique, but people with Taoism can also use some means to make ordinary people see it, so it's not considered very powerful."

"The Visionary Qi Technique is a true means of cultivation. Congratulations, Mr. Chen! From now on, you have embarked on the path of cultivation."

"Or, from now on, I should call you a fellow Taoist."

Miss Bai suddenly made a few crisp sounds.

A moment later, two shadows appeared in the air.

Mr. Su and Senior Huai both appeared in Miss Bai's courtyard.

"Congratulations fellow Taoist!"

"Congratulations fellow Taoist!"

A ghost and a tree congratulated at the same time.

"I completely rely on your help, otherwise I would not be able to start practicing."

Chen Ji smiled, bowed, and thanked sincerely.

Although he has the Record of Strange Stories with him, Senior Huai's Essence Rope, Mr. Su's sage words, and Miss Bai's tea and guidance are all aids to his practice, and he dare not forget them.

Senior Huai laughed.

"Today is a great day, and we should celebrate. However, Mr. Chen has just entered the Dao, and he should consolidate his cultivation. Why not wait a few days and hold a banquet together?"

"Alright."

"It's settled then. We can prepare the gifts."

Mr. Su laughed out loud.

"I just hope you don't forget this time."

"Forgot what?"

Mr. Su looked at Chen Ji again, a sly smile flashing in his eyes.

Then the mountain breeze and tree shadows came alive again, and Chen Ji's heart warmed, realizing that a new chapter had been added to the Records of Strange Stories.

(End of this chapter)