Ning Zhuo told him that the Fetal Breathing Spirit Boat could not be burned for the time being, but because of the failed cremation, it obtained a set of skills, which surprised Sun Lingtong.
After witnessing the technique being activated in the flames, Sun Lingtong sighed, "From what we heard from the Wanyao Sect, this fetal breathing spirit boat is a treasure that has been passed down for many generations."
"I didn't expect that after falling into your hands, it would actually inspire the whole technique."
"This technique is amazing. If you can cultivate it successfully, it will be like everyone can temporarily enter the fetal breathing state, which will be of great benefit to the cultivation of the physical body, or combat, etc."
"You've been having pretty good luck lately."
Sun Lingtong looked at Ning Zhuo with new respect.
He then asked: "What are you going to do next?"
Ning Zhuo stood beside him, stopped cremating the Prajna Jieling Sutra, and gradually extinguished the flame. He frowned, quite distressed, looking at the intact fetal breathing spirit ge: "I am wondering whether to return to the Wanyao Sect to use the Lingyin Willow to comprehend this "Natural and Natural Nurturing Fetal Breathing Method"."
After Ning Zhuo failed, he tried to comprehend this technique.
However, this technique is a genuine method of physical cultivation, and his profound five elements realm is of no help. Ning Zhuo can only rely on his own experience and knowledge to learn, understand and comprehend it.
This would be too slow!
If there is a teacher who has practiced this technique and can give guidance, that would be fine too.
But the Taixi Lingge is obviously an ancient treasure. I don’t know how the Wanyao Sect obtained it and passed it down.
As for the "Natural and Earthly Nourishing Fetal Breathing Method", Ning Zhuo has studied it and guessed that it should not be the latest method. It should be earlier than the Three Sects' Upper Method, but much later than the Five Zang Temple Spiritual Skill.
Sun Lingtong looked at Ning Zhuo in surprise and blurted out, "The Lingyin Willow has been tossed into that state. I'm afraid it can't support you in comprehending this technique, right?"
"You almost exhausted it to death last time, and it just survived. If you continue to abuse its power like this, it is very likely to be killed completely."
"After all, neither you nor I can strictly control the Lingyin Willow and control the degree of its help."
Ning Zhuo sighed deeply, his expression gloomy: "This is what I am worried about, Boss."
After discussing it for a while, the two decided to continue their journey according to the previous plan. During this period, Ning Zhuo relied on his own strength to comprehend this technique.
Sun Lingtong will also help.
As for the Lingyin Willow, let it rest. In the future, when Ning Zhuo fails to make progress or encounters a bottleneck in his comprehension of this technique, he can ride the Wanli Youlong and return to the Wanyao Sect to borrow its power.
"The Lingyin Willow is in a weak state right now. Even if I go back now and use it to comprehend the technique, I can only comprehend a little bit."
"It needs to be given some rest to preserve its vitality."
"In this way, the comprehension of the technique will be intermittent and full of bumps and bruises."
"It would be better to let it recuperate and reach a complete state. Then, I can use it to comprehend the skills. This way, the efficiency will undoubtedly be higher!"
Ning Zhuo Sizhi decided to ask Sun Lingtong to be in charge of Wanli Youlong, while he tried his best to study the "Great Method of Natural and Natural Breathing for the Fetus".
Although this change brought him some practical benefits, he was actually unwilling to accept it.
What true skill can be comparable to healing Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin?
Now, although he cleverly got the Fetal Breathing Spirit Boat in his hands, he was still unable to burn the boat due to the difficulty of this technique.
"If I had known this earlier, who would have wasted so much time in Wanyaomen?"
"Mom, I'm sorry!"
With this thought in mind, he comprehended the "Great Method of Natural and Earthly Breathing for the Fetus" with a little resentment.
Once he read the content that "When you first learn to regulate your breathing, you must think about the air, which comes out from the navel and goes out from the navel, and you must regulate it very finely." Suddenly, his body moved according to his mind, and he began to regulate his breathing.
He tried to hold his breath for a while, trying to breathe from his navel, and counted to 81. However, the breath was running wildly in his body, and he couldn't control it.
A sharp pain came from the abdomen, and Ning Zhuo felt that the breath in his body was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, rushing around.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he was determined in his heart. He refused to give up and gritted his teeth to continue to forcefully practice Qigong, trying to absorb the Qi into Dantian. However, instead of obeying, the Qi became more violent, as if it wanted to tear his body apart.
His face gradually turned pale, his lips turned purple, and the air in his body was like an invisible net that tightly wrapped around him. He tried to exhale through his mouth and nose, but found that his air was blocked and he couldn't breathe smoothly!
"Ah." He screamed, and the chaotic energy in his body finally burst out.
Ning Zhuo only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground in front of him red.
His body was shaking violently and he lost control at this moment. He collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained away.
Ning Zhuo's eyes were blurry and his consciousness was gradually fading. He heard roars in his ears, as if everything in the world was moving away from him.
His eyes were clearly open, but at this moment they were extremely dim, making him feel as if he were in endless darkness. There was silence all around him, and only his extremely weak breathing could be heard.
Although the energy in his body was no longer disordered, the pain was horrible and heavy, as if countless sharp blades were cutting and piercing every part of his body.
The pain was so severe that he almost fainted.
"Hold on... hold on... hold on." Ning Zhuo forced himself to cheer up.
He knew very well that he had to swallow the pills as much as possible to heal his wounds. If he failed, and delayed for a moment, his injuries would get worse, and the price he would pay for healing in the future would be high.
His vision had regained some brightness, but it was still quite blurry.
The dizziness became stronger and stronger! Just when he couldn't hold on any longer and was about to pass out, a figure that was extremely familiar and kind to him broke into his sight.
"Boss." He spoke in an extremely soft voice.
Sun Lingtong was horrified. His heart suddenly began to beat wildly in the dragon head cabin. He felt something was wrong and thought quickly, trying to find the source of his uneasiness.
He immediately checked the dragon turtle fire spirit in the clam pearl and found that it was still dormant.
"Xiaozhu!"
Sun Lingtong suddenly shouted, then decisively left the dragon head cabin and ran to the training cabin.
As soon as the door opened, he saw Ning Zhuo lying on the ground.
The bloodstains in front of Ning Zhuo, his face covered in blood and sweat all over his body, made Sun Lingtong feel heartbroken.
Sun Lingtong immediately took action, checked Ning Zhuo's physical condition, took out the elixir, infused it with magic power, and helped the latter digest the medicinal power.
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Ning Zhuo felt at ease and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, a day and a night had passed.
He feels much better!
Although his body was still weak, the terrible pain was only a tenth of what it felt like before. He still felt dizzy, so much so that when he stood up and walked, he felt light-headed. But it was much better than before when he was possessed.
"Boss." Ning Zhuo walked slowly into the dragon head cabin.
Sun Lingtong discovered Ning Zhuo in the dragon head cabin as soon as he walked out of the living cabin and into the corridor.
When Ning Zhuo opened the door and entered the dragon head cabin, he didn't even turn his head and snorted coldly.
"Boss, I was wrong." Ning Zhuo walked behind Sun Lingtong, smiled awkwardly, and lowered his head to admit his mistake.
Sun Lingtong then turned around, frowned, looked serious, and shouted harshly.
"Xiao Zhuo, you idiot, you actually practiced the "Natural and Natural Breathing Method"?"
"I stumbled this time, and it was a good one!"
"The feeling of being possessed is the best reminder for you."
"You have already practiced the Devil Blood-stained Tendon Technique and built up the lower dantian, yet you are still trying to practice other techniques?"
"This is a principle that all young Qi-refining practitioners who have just started their journey know very well. How could you actually make such a mistake!"
Ning Zhuo scratched his head: "Now that I think about it, it's incredible. I was so absorbed in comprehending the 'Natural and Natural Breathing Method' that I unknowingly tried to practice this method."
"When I encountered an obstacle, I should have stopped, but I was in a bad mood and felt quite angry, so I just wanted to do it recklessly."
"I was able to recover so quickly this time, all thanks to your timely help, Boss! Boss, you are really a good boss to me."
Sun Lingtong became even angrier after being praised like this. She flew up, clenched her fist, and hit Ning Zhuo hard on the head.
"You little brat, you're still smiling like a frivolous kid!"
"You will be confined for seven days to reflect on your mistakes. You are not allowed to practice during this period."
Ning Zhuo's face suddenly turned pale, and he said in a lost voice: "Boss, what about my daily homework?"
Sun Lingtong frowned, and her cheeks flushed with anger. She put her hands on her hips and shouted, "Did you not understand what I just said?"
"I understand, I understand!" Ning Zhuo responded quickly.
"Get out of here, and put yourself in solitary confinement." Sun Lingtong pointed to the cabin.
Ning Zhuo was dejected and looked gloomy. After saying goodbye to Sun Lingtong, he left the dragon head cabin.
Sun Lingtong observed Ning Zhuo walking through the corridor and entering his own living cabin through the video. He then sighed quietly and muttered in his heart: "Xiao Zhuo..."
Only then did Sun Lingtong reveal a look of deep concern.
He knew Ning Zhuo's current state very well! Seeing Ning Zhuo at this moment, Sun Lingtong felt like he saw his former self.
Once upon a time, his master was trapped in the Lava Palace and disappeared mysteriously. Even though Sun Lingtong only had the Qi Refining ability, he kept going down to the depths of Huoshi Mountain and repeatedly entered the Lava Palace, risking his life every time to explore.
Didn't he know that he was taking a risk by doing this? Didn't he know that his master was already in danger? Looking back on his past, Sun Lingtong found that this seemingly simple and clear question was actually unknown to him at the time!
Because he was only obsessed with finding his master. Even if his reason told him that there was no hope at all, he would still suppress this realization in the deepest corner of his heart.
For a long time, the belief of finding his master supported Sun Lingtong, and he continued to be proactive and selfless.
Now, Ning Zhuo's situation is so similar to his! "So, how did I get out of this?"
(End of this chapter)