"In these few months of training, I have neglected the training of my body. If I have time, I must properly train." Tang Ao operated the mental cultivation method of Iron and Steel Sand. Only then did his trembling slightly improve.
"Hold on a bit more, there is still one last bit." The closer it was to the end, the more Song Hetong was afraid that Tang Ao would screw up, so he kept spurring Tang Ao on.
"Old man, it's okay. I can still hold on for a bit longer. You continue." Tang Ao raised his head and gave Song Hetong a determined look.
"Okay! Let's start! "
Looking at the shiny black Mountain Quaking Black Gold that was only the size of a baby's fist, Tang Ao wanted to cry. "I worked so hard to only make this little thing."
Song Hetong played with the small piece of Black Gold and glared at Tang Ao. "What do you think? It's only one basket and you're already this tired. You still have the nerve to say that you are in the Origin Realm. "
"I …" Tang Ao was once again speechless by this old guy. Originally, he pursued the realm and instant power too much and neglected the training of his body. That was why his strength could not last long. Although he had soaked in the spring before, it only stimulated the potential of Tang Ao's body and he neglected to continue strengthening his body.
Song Hetong seemed to have seen through Tang Ao's shortcomings and difficulties. "Whatever! Could it be that there is such a person who suits my taste and cooperates quite well with me? Come with me, I'll show you something else. "
"Oh?"
Following Song Hetong, Tang Ao walked around the workshop a few times and arrived outside of a simple and crude room. It was hard to believe that this was the residence of the famous blacksmith, Song Hetong.
"The entire workshop is quite grand. Why is your room so broken? You are too stingy." Tang Ao looked around indifferently and occasionally made a few sarcastic remarks.
"Hehe! People, when they reach a certain level or a certain age, become indifferent to many things. As long as I have a place to hide, this old man will be satisfied. "Song Hetong carried a pair of coarse hands behind his back, and said with a somewhat sorrowful sigh.
Tang Ao inexplicably got goosebumps. "Hey, don't be so emotional. What do you want me to see?"
Song Hetong rummaged through the cabinets and muttered, "There's no reason! It should be here! "After flipping this side, he flipped the other side," It should be here! "
"Ha! Found it! " Song Hetong took out a tattered scroll with a few pages rolled up at the corner and passed it to Tang Ao. "This is a method of adjusting one's breath and exertion that I comprehended when I was forging it. It can maximize the use of every ounce of strength. This old man calls it the 'Breath Holding Formula'. Let me show you first! These few days, I'll smelt the Black Gold, so you can also temper yourself. "
"Thanks! This kind of good stuff should be taken out earlier! " Tang Ao bluntly took the Qi Holding Formula and roughly flipped through it. "The things that you taught me today, I feel that it's not bad. Then according to this principle, can I increase the strength of my attacks? "
It was a bold idea, or perhaps it was something that Song Hetong expected. "You're smarter than I thought. That's right, this Breath Holding Formula uses Yuan Qi and circulates it along with the Qi in the Dantian. Depending on each person's situation, this old man has increased my strength by a total of thirty thousand Jin. "
"Damn! Thirty thousand Jin! "Although it was within his expectations, he was still quite surprised.
"It's just that the process of training is very painful and requires enough patience. Once you relax, all your previous efforts will go to waste. You must be mentally prepared." Song Hetong stopped teasing Tang Ao and seriously warned Tang Ao.
"I know. Don't I still have you? I should be able to learn it very quickly. Then when are you going to smelt the remaining nine baskets of black stones? "Tang Ao held the secret manual and was a little impatient to start training.
"That will depend on you. If you're not in a hurry, it won't be a problem for you to leave it for eight to ten years." Song Hetong smiled. She really admired the young man's struggling appearance.
"That's it then, I'm going back to my room!" Tang Ao simply said goodbye and hurriedly returned to the room that the disciples gave him.
"Diligent and eager to learn! This child's future is limitless! "Looking at Tang Ao's back as he left, Song Hetong stroked his grey beard with a smile on his face.
"The earth eats people with the five grains, the sky eats people with the six Qi. Therefore, the way of Qi … "Tang Ao hurriedly rushed back to his room and eagerly read and trained.
"So the Dantian is not only used to store Qi and transform it into Spiritual Qi, but it can also be used to penetrate the spirit and temper the body." As Tang Ao read deeper, a door to a new world opened to Tang Ao.
There was Spiritual Qi in the world that was absorbed by cultivators and warriors and transformed into True Qi, Spiritual Qi and Gang Qi that they needed through the Dantian. However, there was also a portion of Qi that was free and unrestrained. Because of the concealment of Spiritual Qi, it made people ignore its existence.
And the 《Breath Holding Formula》 was such a cultivation method. It used Qi to strengthen the body's functions, constantly challenging the self and surpassing the self. This was probably the reason why Song Hetong's eyes were so bright despite her age.
"Guide Qi into the abdomen and sink it into the Dantian." After trying a few times, Tang Ao quickly grasped the technique of guiding Qi and circulating it. Imitating the breathing technique that Song Hetong taught him in the book, Tang Ao used his inner vision and discovered that a pale yellow Qi was gradually sinking from his lungs and quickly settling in the Dantian. Then, following his meridians, it flowed to his limbs and bones.
"Ah!" Tang Ao felt a wave of comfort. The ecstasy that came from his bones made him unable to help but cry out. The tip of his tongue was stimulated and secreted a sweet saliva.
With a spurt of energy, Tang Ao took advantage of the excitement and finished practicing the 《Breath Holding Formula》 in one night. The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on Tang Ao's body, Tang Ao opened his eyes.
"Zheng!"
A sharp sound pierced through the air. Two rays of light shot out from Tang Ao's eyes and blasted two small holes in the limestone ground in front of him.
"Success! The 《Breath Holding Formula》 is indeed powerful. In just one night, my physical strength has increased by another ten thousand Jin. " Tang Ao stood up, only to discover that he had grown a lot taller. He stretched his body, and his bones crackled with the sound of roaring bones.
"Another ten thousand Jin of strength. Now, without using the Heaven Moving Meridian Diagram, I can strike out with close to sixty thousand Jin of strength. I have a higher chance of winning in a duel." Tang Ao clenched his fists and his eyes were resolute.
"Young Master Tang, Master invites you."
A disciple brought a message to invite Tang Ao. Tang Ao nodded and after tidying himself up, he followed the disciple into the inner hall.
A girl stood behind Song Hetong. Her face was young and delicate, and when she saw Tang Ao, she actually blushed slightly. She was dressed in clothes as white as snow and looked as pure and holy as a fairy from the Ninth Heaven. Compared to when she was in the Bai Clan Village, she was less dignified and more gentle.
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