Garbage to the point that few people are willing to use!

Not to mention low efficiency, the purification of true Qi is also very weak.

For serious cultivation sects, this kind of cultivation method is just chicken ribs and is of no use. If anyone uses this cultivation method to cultivate, he may not be able to achieve much in death.

This is because it is better to call it a health cultivation method than to call it a cultivation method.

In essence, it is used for health preservation more than cultivation.

While he Feng was teaching them the art of breathing, he was also thinking that this thing may be really useless, but it's also useful. He only needs to inject a trace of true Qi into the cultivator's body.

You don't even need to build a foundation.

It is to first inject a trace of true Qi into his body to make him a pseudo cultivator, and then give him this cultivation method, so that he can use this cultivation method to continuously absorb true Qi from heaven and earth.

Just break even!

Then rely on the nourishing of true Qi to prolong life.

After thinking for a long time, he Feng suddenly found that this Tuina technique is not so chicken ribs. Its chicken ribs are only relative to practitioners, but it is a great good thing for ordinary people.

Because this thing has no high requirements for cultivation age and physique!

It's just a person.

There is no threshold!

For example, Li cunyuan, who is half a hundred years old, began to slowly absorb spiritual power from the weather in just a few minutes.

Although the speed is very slow, those who can supplement their physical strength and disappear slowly. Moreover, what they call is to prolong life, not to compete with others.

This speed is enough!

After running slowly for several weeks, Li cunyuan glowed like a young 10-year-old. He looked at himself happily and stroked the skin on the back of his hand.

He said with some inconceivable: "this cultivation is not difficult. Why are so many years of youth still a small part?"

"Cultivation is not as simple as you think. If he Feng hadn't given you the help of those true Qi, even if you know the method of cultivation, you wouldn't feel the spiritual power in a few years." Zhou Huiying explained.

He Feng nodded slightly. These are small skills for his current strength.

If he could easily inject enough Qi into a person and let him complete the transformation from ordinary people to revisers, he wouldn't have to go all the way to the northeast to find any Juling grass.

But the incredible thing is!

Compared with Li cunyuan's intentions at the moment, the Li Weilie on the side seemed to have no interest. He grabbed a weed and lay on the ground looking up at the sky without any meaning of cultivation.

His father Li cunyuan was a little angry when he looked like he owed a beating, so he opened his mouth and scolded: "your boy is ye gonghaolong. Who just shouted to practice, but now it's better to go there and have a rest. This practice is a difficult thing. It's not that easy. You can't bear any hardship!"

After listening to his father's words, Li Weilie glanced contemptuously, and then said to He Feng, "cousin, I don't want to practice this. I'm different from them. I want to practice the kind of people who can fly around and beat people!"

With a slap, a huge red Fuji apple hit him on the head. Li cunyuan pointed at him unhappily and said, "I'll let you hit someone. I'll let you taste the taste of being beaten first!"

As a polite and cultured person, Li cunyuan has always been the most taboo to use force to solve disputes. Of course, he is a double standard person. For educating children, he likes to use force to solve disputes.

"How can you do this? Hit me on the head again and make me stupid. You're responsible?" Li Weilie said angrily, covering his head.

Zhou Huiying also hurriedly touched her head and found that there was a big bag on it. She said angrily to Li cunyuan: "it's not light or heavy for such an old man. What if the child is really broken?"

Li cunyuan had to stand up helplessly!

In my heart, it is inevitable that some people eat their son's vinegar.

But there was nothing to do.

He Feng raised his spirits. He found that his little cousin was still very ambitious. Although it is inevitable that some young people have high goals and low hands, they are ambitious and ambitious.

Inevitably, he opened his mouth and asked, "it's really wrong to beat people. What's the goal of your cultivation?"

"It's to be able to fly around in the sky and deal with many people, just like the protagonist in the novel." Li Weilie said to He Feng without pain in his head.

"It's not an easy thing. You've also read the novel. Which protagonist is easy to cultivate. Isn't it a thousand efforts? Can you stand the pain?" He Feng asked.

"Of course!" said leville with certainty.

The boy is quite confident in himself, but he Feng doesn't think so. He talks about things that young people often do behind their backs!

He opened his mouth and said, "I can tell you that this practice is really not that simple. Apart from others, I have experienced countless hardships alone. Several times people almost died. Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Of course, we have to continue. There's no need to do anything with such a good opportunity?" Li Weilie said. His eyes are full of red light. For a middle school sophomore like him, if there is a peerless expert, he must catch up and worship as a teacher.

At the moment, this Taoist expert is his cousin's brother-in-law. If you don't hurry up, won't you suffer a great loss?

Looking at his appearance, he Feng reluctantly said: "I'm talking to you about the scandal. This practice is really not so easy. It's much more difficult than learning Sanda. It takes a lot of time to meditate and practice every year. It's a very boring thing. The flow line workers are not as boring as us!"

"What do you mean?" Li cunyuan scratched his head in doubt.

"When practicing, it's a person who simply sits there motionless and keeps running the real Qi in his body. It's not much different from assembly line workers on Sunday, which consumes people's spirit!" He Feng explained.

To be honest, when he first began to practice, he was made to want immortality and death.

The whole days, nights or hours of simple repetition and boring practice are really killing his mood. Several times he was even anxious to smash the table.

But Li Weilie didn't care. He only heard him say, "what's difficult? I often have classes. A daze is a class. There's no problem at all!"

With a puff, everyone laughed. Li cunyuan, Li Weilie's father, had green veins on his head. He looked at his son angrily and scolded.

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