Chapter 29: Qi Sensation

  Chu Feng followed Meng Jiu into his home.

  What Chu Feng did not expect was that Meng Jiu actually lived in the same neighborhood as himself, only his place was located further back, tucked away in a corner, making it seem even more quiet.

  The tall cypress trees standing in front of the gate, blocking out the bright sunlight, also made the yard a bit cooler. In the yard, there was a stone table, and on the edge of the stone table, there were four stone stools, exuding a sense of elegance in the stillness.

  Chu Feng couldn't help but secretly praise him, this Meng Jiu, really knew how to enjoy himself.

  "Sit down." Meng Jiu pointed to the stone stools in the courtyard and said to Chu Feng.

  Chu Feng didn't stand on ceremony and directly sat down.

  Meng wine, however, paid no attention to him and carried two bottles of hundred-year-old cellar directly into the house. After a while, he came out of the house with a thin old book in his hand.

  Chu Feng's eyes were sharp and he had already caught sight of the several large characters on that tattered book: Hun Yuan Yi Qi Jue.

  "Take this book and go back to study it carefully. If you don't understand anything, come ask me." Meng Jiu handed the Hunyuan Yiqi manual to Chu Feng, and a sly smile appeared in his wise eyes.

  This gave Chu Feng a very strange feeling and also made him think of a scene from a movie.

  An old beggar held a few tattered books in his hand, claiming that they were the secrets of immortality, and swindled people on the street.

  I've boarded a pirate ship!

  Chu Feng sighed softly in his heart, but still took over the worn and dog-eared Huanyuan Yiqi Manual.

  Perhaps out of mercy, Mengjiu finally revealed a bit of information in the end.

  That is also true of today's martial arts, which are also graded.

  Divided by boundaries, it can be divided into four realms: Tian, Di, Xuan and Huang.

  And each realm is divided into nine layers, and each layer has initial, middle, late and peak periods.

  It's just that once you reach a heavenly level, it's a qualitative transformation.

  When Chu Feng asked Meng Yao what level he was at, he just chuckled and changed the subject, which made Chu Feng very depressed. Fortunately, Meng Yao did say that Chu Feng's current level was Yellow Rank Three Layers Peak Period.

  Chu Feng wanted to ask about the cultivation technique in his heart, but after thinking about it, he was afraid of being too shocking and unconventional, so he swallowed it back. However, his mind was racing with thoughts, and in an instant, many ideas flashed through his mind. The cultivation technique is divided into nine layers, and he himself is at the peak of the first layer of Qi Refining, which corresponds to the third layer of the Yellow Rank.

  In this way, one layer of refining Qi corresponds to three layers of martial arts realm. Once the refinement of Qi is completed, it will be the heavenly level of cultivation. Thinking of this, Chu Feng also had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

  Two bottles of hundred-year-old wine, plus one more bottle every day, and in return, I got a tattered book with this little bit of information.

  But anyway, these things are exactly what Chu Feng urgently needs now, so he was depressed for a while and then put the mixed yuan one gas skill in his arms and quickly ran back home.

  ……

  Although Chu Feng despised Meng Jiu's irresponsible attitude with disdain, when the facts were laid out before him, he wouldn't complain about heaven and blame others.

  The Hunyuan Yiqi Jue, although it looks a bit like a swindler's trick, still made Chu Feng feel uncertain in his heart. He was anxious to return home and take a look for himself.

  The turbid is the mother of yin and yang. When it moves, it separates; when it is still, it unites. Without excess or deficiency, it follows the curved and straightens the bent. When I am soft and others are hard, it is called "going with"; when I follow others' backs, it is called "sticking". When movement is urgent, response is urgent; when movement is slow, following is slow. Although changes are infinite, the principle that runs through them is one...

  There are thousands of words, and below them, there are also paintings, as well as small-character annotations, all used to emphasize the key points of action.

  Chu Feng looked dizzy and turned around, but he finally understood that this Hunyuan Yiqi Jue was divided into static work and dynamic work.

  Quiet refinement is based on the method of quiet cultivation, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth for one's own use. However, this spiritual energy is not the same as the immortal spirit energy, so although it is much thinner than in ancient times, it is still many times more dense than the immortal spirit energy.

  And the movement relies on the mixed yuan one gas fist, eyes follow the intention, fists follow the mind, slowly guiding.

  Those personal portraits, Chu Feng looked at them for a while, then put them down and focused on cultivating his quiet skills.

  Although concise and elegant classical Chinese is a bit difficult to understand, it can still be read smoothly after all these years of literary foundation, which is not in vain.

  Moreover, he had already practiced the Xianjing's gong method, although it was only introductory, it was not ordinary, so practicing Taiji Jinggong was a breeze.

  ……

  After a night of hard work, Chu Feng didn't feel tired at all, but instead was full of energy. He jumped out of bed, washed his face hastily, and ran towards the small park.

  In a secluded corner of the small park, Meng Jiu was punching with a steady pace, his eyes caught a glimpse of Chu Feng from the corner, but he didn't stop.

  Chu Feng also had patience, putting down the hundred-year-old wine in his hand and following Meng Jiu's back, drawing a calabaza according to the pattern.

  "The Xuan Yuan Yi Qi Fist emphasizes the mind, not brute force. What's the use of using so much strength?" Just as Chu Feng was learning from behind Meng Jiu, Meng Jiu suddenly spoke up.

  Chu Feng was startled, but he also knew it was Meng Jiu who was signaling him, so he immediately reduced the force in his hand.

  It's not Chu Feng's fault, after all, he has watched many movies and TV shows, where a punch can knock someone out with a loud whooshing sound, looking very powerful. So, unconsciously, every time he throws a punch, he uses his maximum strength.

  It's just that this way, however, goes against the intended use of Hunyuan Yiqi Gong, and the meaning of continuousness is reversed, so Mengjiu on the side couldn't help but speak out to remind.

  "Meaning is continuous, momentum is connected, emphasis on meaning, not on form!"

  As for Meng Jiu's words, Chu Feng seemed to understand and not understand, but after all, he had studied for so many years, of course, he understood that if he didn't know, he should ask, so he opened his mouth and asked: "Teacher, can you just use simple language?"

  Meng wine slightly stunned, slightly tilted but with a disgruntled expression, but after glancing at the hundred-year-old Chenyao placed by Chu Feng's feet, he finally let out a sigh: "Alas, late in life, I'm not as upright as before!"

  At this time, Meng Jiu had also put away his fist and picked up the hundred-year-old cellar wine from the ground with one hand. He then took out a cloth bag from his pocket and poured the wine into it.

  By the side, Chu Feng watched with his eyes wide open and mouth agape. This was too overbearing! It seemed that he had been prepared early on!

  Then he stared at Mengjiu carefully, and found that the deep and mysterious wrinkles on his face reflected a sly light.

  Suddenly a thought surged in his heart, Teacher, your late virtue is probably gone for many years, isn't it?

  However, Chu Feng just sneered in his heart and said with a very sincere face: "Please instruct me, teacher!"

  "The key to Hunyuan Yiqi Gong lies in its continuous and unbroken flow of intention, rather than the correctness of its forms. So, you don't need to worry too much about the right or wrong of the forms, but instead focus on the continuity of its intention!" Mengjiu put away the wine-filled cloth bag, and a smile finally appeared on his usually inscrutable face.

  Then he casually looked at Chu Feng and asked, "Jing Gong, have you gained anything from watching?"

  Meng wine mentioned the quiet work, Chu wind had a lot to say: "Hmm, I started practicing as soon as I went back yesterday, but it's really too hard. I practiced for an evening and only got a small ball of energy in my dantian. Teacher, this is too slow, how can I speed up?"

  Chu Feng was too focused on his own words and didn't notice that Meng Jiu's expression had changed several times, the profoundness on his face disappeared, and shock and terror alternated on his face.

  "Th-this can't be possible?"

  "Teacher, what's wrong?" Chu Feng finally noticed Meng Jiu's abnormality and asked with a puzzled face.

  Meng Jiu also reacted at this moment, his eyes bursting with a captivating brilliance. He moved as fast as lightning, grabbing Chu Feng's wrist in one swift motion. His true energy flowed out from his fingertips, roaming freely within Chu Feng's body.

  Meng wine was shocked in his heart, wanting to know that the small ball of air Chu Feng had just mentioned was actually the Qi sensation of Hunyuan Yiqi Gong, which was also the entrance. He was called a genius by his master back then, but it took him a week to have the Qi sensation. Unexpectedly, Chu Feng had it in just one day, how could he not be excited?

  A moment later, Meng Jiu let go of Chu Feng's wrist, his face restored to its usual calm and collected state, but a hint of delight could be seen in his eyes.

  "Well, although it's a bit inferior to when I was a teacher, it's already quite good."

  "Oh, how long did the teacher take back then?" Chu Feng heard Meng Jiu's words and looked at him with a face full of admiration, asking very sincerely.

  "Ah...... this......" Meng Jiu's face turned bright red with embarrassment, his deep and mysterious face finally revealing an unnatural flush.