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At this time, it was completely dark, and Chen Xun lit his homemade oil lamp.

The palm-sized pottery bowl was filled with wild animal fat, a dried grass core rope was slightly poked out, and the fire as big as a bean seedling swayed in the shack, reflecting Chen Xun's thin figure on the leaking wooden wall.

Dapeng Secret Fist is a five-plot boxing chart, one picture and one posture.

Chen Xun carefully lifted the first image from the silk book and spread it under the lamp. He saw densely packed small characters on it.

Perhaps Taoist Aoki is worried that the skills cannot be accurately translated into barbarian texts. The small characters on the rope head on the map are all Yunzhou texts that Chen Xun did not recognize. They are somewhat similar to the barbarian texts in the Western Wilderness, but they are much more complicated. Many characters can only be guessed and concealed.

Seeing this, Chen Xun got blind again.

Although he could know the general meaning with conjecture, if he had a slight mistake in his understanding of the skills, he would go wrong. How can he practice the secret boxing of Dapeng Five-Strength?

Even if Grandpa Zongtu is in the village, he does not recognize Yunzhou's writings.

However, Taoist Qingshan's painting skills are superb.

In the middle of the small characters of the martial arts, the figure with a wing-shaped wing-shaped appearance is blurred, but it has a kind of artistic conception of spreading its wings and flying. This feeling is so mysterious and indescribable.

Chen Xun looked through the five images and then he calmed down and sat cross-legged on the ground, visualizing the portrait in his mind according to the general meaning of the technique.

Visualizing the boxing posture is not simply imagining the image portrait in your mind, but rather having to enter the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul and carve the boxing posture. The major sects in Yunzhou call it "visualization with appearance", which is actually similar to the enlightenment of the Barbarian Soul.

Visualize the boxing posture, which means having the soul of the Eye Barbarian.

To put it more simply, it is the portrayal of thoughts.

The sea of ​​consciousness of the soul, Chen Xun speculated, may refer to the human subconscious.

But the reason why the subconscious mind is "delay" should be an existence that cannot be detected by ordinary means at all. How can the mind enter?

All major sects in the Yunzhou have secret techniques for visualization, but Taoist Qingmu did not have a detailed introduction to the technique in the fragments of the silk book. He only said "Extreme tranquility enters silence, and thoughts enter the sea of ​​consciousness, and then all kinds of appearances will be born." Chen Xun really couldn't understand the way.

Extreme tranquility enters silence, and thoughts enter the sea of ​​consciousness...

Does it mean that when a person reaches a state of extreme tranquility and silence, his mind can naturally enter the subconscious mind, enter the sea of ​​consciousness, portray the boxing posture, and visualize the form?

Then how can you enter a state of extreme tranquility and silence?

Chen Xun scratched his ears and heads for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.

After reading the silk book repeatedly, I finally found a discussion about practicing the secret martial arts fist into the realm of visualization in the dialogue between Taoist Aoki and a Yunzhou cultivator named Lanshan.

Both of them believe that the secret martial arts martial arts fist secretly combines the Tao aggregate, which is a kind of Tianhen terrain. When the body and mind are combined, when the mind and mind are combined, the sea of ​​consciousness will naturally open and enter the state of visualization.

Body and mind are combined, mind and mind are combined?

Chen Xun didn't know how to be a combination of body and mind, but he finally found a way to get started. He thought that Zong Ya and the others had been practicing barbarian martial arts for a long time before they could enlighten the barbarian soul. This is actually a method of martial arts practice.

Chen Xun stood up, imitated the portrait of the map, stretched his arms and made a bang strike.

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Trapped in this world, Chen Xun had long been accustomed to the tasteless life. He repeated this simple action thousands of times, but he didn't feel boring.

After a while, the clear morning light shone through the cracks in the wall, and I never thought that the night would pass so quickly.

When Chen Xun thought that the village was going to hold a soul sacrifice at night, he could only put down the practice of boxing, put five boxing books and a black python pill in close proximity, and lay on the animal skin mattress and closed his eyes to rest.

Perhaps because he spent too much energy overnight, he felt relieved to sleep in his simple shack, and Chen Xun quickly fell asleep.

It was the moment when he fell asleep, the sea of ​​soul consciousness suddenly opened, and countless tiny lights were released from the bones. In the blink of an eye, a human-shaped light and shadow as big as a silkworm's sea of ​​soul consciousness condensed on the sea of ​​soul consciousness, as if a golden roc spread its wings and swung its striking...

Chen Xun suddenly woke up. The moment just now was like a dream, or he could only use "dream" to explain the moment when the human figure appeared.

The feeling was so strong, profound, and clear. Even if he woke up from his dream, the real feeling of clarity as if he was holding it in his hand was deeply engraved in his mind and could not be erased.

He could not only feel the indescribable artistic conception of spreading his wings and flying, but also clearly felt the morphological changes of the flow of qi and blood and the tangled muscles in his body.

And at that moment, the feeling of the thoughts extending along his arms to the endless distance made him even more mysterious and mysterious enlightenment...

Chen Xun did not bother where these feelings came from, but just stretched his arms out of the perception given by the human-shaped light and shadow in his dream. Just as the mind stretched out his arms, there was a sense of clarity that all the body, mind, soul and spirit were seeping into the muscles, bones, skin and flesh. He suddenly felt that his arms were filled with infinite power, as if the potential of his whole body was activated at this moment.

Chen Xun's heart lake seemed to be blown by the strong wind:

Is this "Flying Struggle"?

The next moment, Chen Xun felt extremely sure:

This is the true combination of body and mind!

The first move of the true Dapeng Secret Fist!

Chen Xun relaxed his mind, and the feeling of full power of his arms was also removed. Then he felt his arms were sore and numb, as if the blood and blood in his body were squeezed dry in just a moment.

Chen Xun remembered that this feeling had happened when he dragged Wu Lin Ji back. When he relaxed his mind, he suddenly felt that the rope had suddenly heavier hundreds of kilograms and almost dragged it into the water.

The feeling of being in harmony with the mind and being extremely quiet and silence is really strange!

Is the space where the human-shaped light and shadow appear is the mysterious sea of ​​consciousness?

Chen Xun was only sure at this time that he had not actually fallen into a dream just now, but accidentally entered a state of unity between body and mind, and extremely quiet into silence, portraying the first posture of the Dapeng Secret Fist in the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul.

Chen Xun's heart caused a huge uproar, and countless questions emerged, which needed to be digested one by one. More importantly, he had to remember this feeling of unity between body and mind, and extreme tranquility.

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"Why, you haven't slept all night?" Zongtu pushed the door and saw Chen Xun standing in the shack like a dumb bear.

Seeing Grandpa Zongtu come in, Chen Xun was worried that he could not find anyone to answer his questions, so he told Grandpa Zongtu all about his experience that night.

"You can show me the Xiang attack again!"

Zongtu's turbid triangular old eyes almost covered the wrinkles in the eye sockets. After hearing Chen Xun talk about these things, they suddenly became shiny. He hurriedly covered the leaking wooden door and asked Chen Xun to practice the first move of Dapeng's secret fist for him.

Chen Xun, despite his fatigue, extended his mind and then stretched his arms.

This time, in addition to the extension of his mind, he could even feel the circulation of qi and blood in his arms, and the muscles were wrapped around and relaxed.

At the same time, the mind will naturally enter the mysterious and mysterious space.

This mysterious space is within his body, and it is undoubtedly a sea of ​​consciousness of the soul.

There is no need to deliberately visualize the qi and blood of the bones, countless subtle divine flowers are released, condensing human-shaped light and shadow on the sea of ​​souls.

Chen Xunzhi felt his arms full of huge force, and felt that if he punched him, he would definitely blow his simple shack into pieces.

"It's so slight! It's so slight!" Zong Tu couldn't help but feel shocked, and was extremely amazed, muttering to himself, as if he was in an indescribable madness. "I really favored you. Zong Tu could actually see someone who had been in a night of slight in his lifetime..."

Chen Xun was so excited when he saw Grandpa Zongtu's expression, and he was speechless. He didn't think there was much strangeness. Isn't it just that he successfully learned the first move of Dapeng Secret Fist overnight, which requires such an exaggeration?

After Grandpa Zongtu's excitement eased a little, Chen Xun asked:

"What is 小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小

Zong Tu cleaned up his shocked mood, looked at Chen Xun with his eyes that seemed to be looking at a rare treasure, and sighed softly:

"Two years ago, Zong Sang brought you back to the village, and I knew you were extraordinary, but I never thought that you were so despicable. It's a pity that you are not a child of the black python. Although you are in trouble at this time, you will eventually leave the black python and return to the sky..."

Chen Xun thought of the earth far away in the starry sky, felt sad and said:

"Axun didn't know where his hometown was. Wumang was Axun's home, grandpa, and Zongya were Axun's relatives."

"The pond of black python is too shallow to you."

Zong Tu sighed softly, his face seemed to be wrinkled more than ever before, as if he was sorry that a genius like Chen Xun was not a child of the Black Python, but he also knew that he wanted to leave Chen Xun in the Black Python, but he actually ruined him.

At this time, the black python was just an inconspicuous branch of the million tribes in Tushan. He really had no ability to let Chen Xun show his due light. After a while, he said again,

"Although Taoist Qingmu did not enter Tianman, he was already at the ninth level of the Manchu Martial Arts thirty years ago. His talent was far superior to other Wumans. When it comes to his knowledge, grandpa was far inferior to him. The enlightenment of the mandarin soul and the secret technique of Yunzhou's visualization are similar, which should be very reasonable."

Chen Xun still doesn’t know what it means to enter the micro.

Zong Tu calmed down his excitement and said slowly:

"The word "Zuwei" is just a saying in the village, which is a realm of the practice of barbarian martial arts warfare. It should be the combination of body and mind, and mind and mind as mentioned in the silk book..."
Chapter completed!