"You sound like a master when you say that!" Yan Zheke's eyes lit up when she heard Lou Cheng's answer, and she made fun of him.
Lou Cheng didn't dwell on the topic. Instead, they talked about Yan Zheke's life in Connecticut and scolded a certain racist professor with her.
As the sky darkened, the car reached home. While Aunt Du was preparing dinner, Lou Cheng pulled Yan Zheke up to the second floor. He took out the copy of Ge Hui's Cultivation Manual from his backpack and instructed her solemnly,
"First, read through the first part, then visualize the Confrontation Formula to subdue the distracting thoughts. Then, train your mind according to the manual and complete the specific training of the body."
Cultivation had its own Body Training Manual. External training was similar to martial arts, but internal training relied on the mind and visualization.
Yan Zheke nodded and took the manual. She sat by the bed and read it seriously, asking Lou Cheng for guidance from time to time. After a long while, she kicked off her slippers, crossed her legs, and faced the sky. In her mind, she visualized the ancient Confrontation Formula that she had just grasped not long ago. She felt all her thoughts return to normal, and her mind and body were pure and clear.
Based on this foundation, she followed the manual described and Lou Cheng's advice. She lowered the fire in her heart, thickened her kidneys, and harmonized her five viscera and six bowels. She used this to temper and nourish her mind to the limit. She changed her visualization and used her mind to guide the five elements in her body to strengthen her body.
After more than twenty minutes, she opened her eyes. Her eyes were as dark as a speck of ink, but there was a hidden light in them.
"It feels pretty good …" Yan Zheke's dimples slowly bloomed under Lou Cheng's attentive gaze.
She looked up and pouted slightly, saying, "It's fine.
"Cheng, are you sure you want to teach this to George and the rest? Not to mention that they can't enter Meditation or visualize, which means they can't subdue distracting thoughts. Just the words like Dragon Tiger Water Separation, Fire in Heart, and Kidney Water will be enough to trouble them! "
"…" Lou Cheng was speechless.
He had already considered and prepared for the problem of not being able to enter Meditation. However, the problem of understanding the manual was more specific!
Just by looking at Chinese, I didn't have the foundation of the previous few years of contact with similar things, so I almost couldn't understand it myself. When I was explaining to Ke just now, I almost broke out in a cold sweat. I was "frozen" and "burned" once.
If this thing were to be translated into a foreign language, it would be more like a heavenly book, right?
Seeing her husband at a loss, Yan Zheke pondered and said,
"We need to extract the essence, get rid of the twists and turns, and express everything in modern terms! Although it might not be accurate enough, it's fine as long as the meaning is on point! "
After saying that, she volunteered.
"Come, Big Sister will help you!"
Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke huddled together and began the difficult task of "translating" with their ears rubbing against each other.
This continued until 10: 30 at night. Even when it was time for dinner, they were not idle.
"Well, it's finally done." Yan Zheke stretched her back elegantly.
The so-called 'done' was only referring to the first part!
Lou Cheng moved his lower neck and took out a pen and paper. Sitting on the writing table, he focused his mind and calmed his breath. He visualized the ancient characters and smoothly sketched out the Confrontation that purified the body and mind.
"Not bad, it's done in one go." He shook the paper happily.
Completing a matter related to cultivation without any repercussions made him feel as if he was as good as new.
It's a pity that one can't be so stubborn. Just as he finished speaking, Lou Cheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His whole body was filled with coldness, and he stood rooted to the ground like a statue.
After seven or eight seconds, he recovered and pretended to smile normally.
"This can force them to enter Meditation!"
"Yes, yes." Yan Zheke looked at him calmly. She didn't dodge or avoid it, as if everything was a common occurrence in life. This calmed the gloominess and frustration in Lou Cheng's heart unknowingly.
After washing up, Yan Zheke, wearing an off-shoulder nightgown, crawled into bed and pressed herself against Lou Cheng's body. Suddenly, she felt that his body temperature was boiling, and his muscles were tight and hard like a rock. Clearly, he was experiencing a "burning".
Just as she was about to extend her hand to pass on the coolness, Yan Zheke felt Lou Cheng relax and heard him exhale.
"There shouldn't be any more tonight." Lou Cheng tilted his head and smiled.
Looking at his warm smile as if nothing had happened, Yan Zheke's heart ached and her eyes turned red. She quickly raised the corner of her mouth and said sweetly,
"Then let this fairy give you a goodnight kiss."
She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Lou Cheng's back, half-closed her starry eyes, and delivered her pink lips.
With their skin touching, Lou Cheng's nose filled with a subtle fragrance. Lou Cheng delicately outlined her lips, parted her teeth, and touched her tongue.
Since he was injured, the couple's daily kisses were only a greeting ceremony due to their physical and mental state. They didn't go any further. Now that they saw the light at the end of the tunnel, they unloaded a lot of burdens. Their lips and tongues gradually intertwined. It was as if they were back before the "Battle of the Kings". They passed on all the worries, sadness, pain, and disappointment that they usually suppressed in their hearts, hidden under their laughter, and didn't want to show to each other. They were comforted and dispersed.
They didn't have much lust, but their hearts were connected. After a kiss, their eyes met and palms touched, both of them felt relaxed as if they had shaken off layers of dust.
"Good night." Yan Zheke's eyes sparkled.
"Good night." Lou Cheng smiled and replied softly.
They lay down again. After a few minutes, Yan Zheke suddenly thought of something and said,
"Cheng, you're not asleep yet, right? I have a serious academic problem to discuss with you. "
Curious Yan Zheke is online? Lou Cheng tilted his head in confusion.
"What's the problem?"
"Your bones and muscles are still very weak now. They're not suitable for strenuous exercise for the time being. Well, I'm saying if. After you officially start training, if the sequela hasn't healed yet, at least not for the time being, will it still happen?" Yan Zheke hypothesized a situation.
As she spoke, she turned her back to Lou Cheng and looked at the wall as if she was reflecting.
"Ah …" Lou Cheng was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses. He wanted to laugh and sigh at the same time. "Theoretically, yes."
"Then, then I'll have to work harder …" The girl's voice became softer and softer, like that of a mosquito.
If Cheng keeps holding it in, it's easier for him to get irritated. It's easier for him to get into a dead end when it comes to the sequela …
Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment. He knew how much courage his thin-skinned little fairy had to muster before she could say this.
To be honest, if Yan Zheke didn't mention it, he would have a lot of misgivings and wouldn't dare to try, which would make him even more depressed.
"Yes!" He nodded vigorously. He felt that the thought of teasing her just now was disrespectful to Yan Zheke's feelings.
…
The next afternoon, in the martial arts club.
George and Wilton, who were sparring in the boxing ring, suddenly heard a series of exclamations. They stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look. They saw the powerful martial artist who was rumored to be seriously injured and recuperating appeared at the door with his girlfriend.
"Lou! Long time no see! "George jumped off the ring excitedly and rushed over. His blonde hair was flying and his sweat was dripping.
He had a new tattoo on his bare arm. It was the symbol of the mysterious Eastern spirit beast, the Hou!
Lou Cheng nodded in greeting. When everyone had gathered around, he looked around and asked directly,
"Have any of you successfully entered meditation?"
The jubilant atmosphere was instantly silenced, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.
"No." The Caucasian girl, Colleen, lowered her head in shame.
"No, none of you." The freckled Wilton answered dejectedly.
Didn't they say that Chinese people were used to making small talk and asking if they had eaten? Why did Lou hurt everyone the moment he opened his mouth?
"None of you …" Lou Cheng nodded slowly and went straight to the point. "I've learned a new technique that I want to combine with my original martial arts. However, I'm no longer at that stage, so I don't dare to try anything too profound for fear of harming my body. Do you want to learn? This will help you enter meditation and change your original talent, allowing you to improve your combat skills. Of course, I can't guarantee that this new technique won't cause any problems. On the contrary, I'd like to remind you that it may cause you to never be able to become stronger again. "
George and the others were stunned when they heard this. They were excited about the possible benefits, and their breathing became rough. They were shocked and afraid of the serious consequences, so they were on high alert.
After a long while, George asked hesitantly,
"What new technique is it? Which sect is it from? "
"It belongs to one of the ancient Chinese Taoist sects. Those who practice it are called Yushi …" Lou Cheng briefly explained.
Wilton, Colleen, and the rest looked at each other, unable to make up their minds. After a few minutes, George gritted his teeth and stood up.
"I'm willing to give it a try!"
After shouting this sentence, he turned to look at the club members and said loudly, "Let's go!
"Do you think it's possible for you to become stronger? Do you think you still have hope? "
Whether it's the combat of the various sects or the Chinese martial arts, we can't even get started!
It can't get any worse than this!
Maybe there will be a miracle?
After George's encouragement, Wilton and the rest no longer hesitated and joined in.
Lou Cheng nodded slightly and gestured for Yan Zheke to unfold the "Confrontation" character. Everyone in the Martial Arts Club stared at it and sat cross-legged.
Under the influence of the charm, Colleen, the Caucasian girl, gradually felt her mind relax. It was just like when she was observing the gemstones when she was learning how to fight. She felt calmer, as though she wasn't thinking about anything.
How magical! As soon as she thought of this, she almost withdrew from this wonderful feeling.
Unlike before, Lou Cheng didn't let them experience anything. Instead, he spoke rhythmically with a deep and deep voice, guiding them to suppress their distracting thoughts.
In the parking lot outside the Martial Arts Club, Smith wore his headphones and listened to the teaching.
"Imagine that there's a pool of water in your kidneys …"
"Imagine that there's a flame burning in your heart. It's not real …"
…
As he listened, Smith slowly became lost. He subconsciously spoke in fluent Chinese.
"What the hell?"
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