"Disciple?"
Seeing Liu Feng lost in thought, Nuwa called out to him but received no response. Her face darkened, and she raised her voice.
"Disciple, snap out of it."
"Ah, Master, what is it? What happened?"
"Hmph, what happened? You tell me. Why did you suddenly space out? What were you thinking about?"
"Ah, oh, nothing!"
Liu Feng came back to his senses and shook his head.
"Since it's nothing, shouldn't you explain your master's earlier question?"
"The dantian? Isn't it right here?"
Liu Feng said, pointing to his lower abdomen.
"Wait. Explain what a dantian is first."
"Hmm, Master, you don't know? But..."
Liu Feng still wanted to ask something, but when he saw Nuwa's gaze turn fierce, he was so frightened that he shut his mouth, unable to continue.
Nuwa did indeed glare viciously at Liu Feng. This disciple of hers truly had no sense of tact.
Just answer whatever you're asked. Why are there so many questions? If I knew, would I be asking you so anxiously?
Honestly, sometimes I really want to crack open his head and see what exactly is inside.
It was truly irritating. Nuwa was even a little afraid now. If Liu Feng came up with more strange cultivation methods in the future and asked her about them, how would she answer?
It would be fine if she knew, but if she did not, where would her dignity as his master be?
Just like now, she and Fuxi looked more like Liu Feng's disciples.
That already made her feel as though she had no authority. Yet her disciple was still hemming and hawing, so naturally Nuwa was going to lose her temper. At present, perhaps only her authority as his master could stop Liu Feng from asking questions.
Fuxi felt the same way. Although, on the path of cultivation, the accomplished were teachers, which was why he discussed the Dao with his sister whenever he gained insights.
But Liu Feng was now his sister's disciple—his nephew disciple. For an elder to ask a disciple for guidance was truly a little embarrassing. Yet if he did not ask, he would be unwilling to accept it. After all, this was an exceptionally precious cultivation opportunity. How could he let it pass?
"Master, Martial Uncle, I don't know the exact process of forming a dantian either. I merely cultivated according to the method in my sea of consciousness, and the dantian opened itself.
At present, I have only cultivated a lower dantian. You should know that there are three dantians in total: upper, middle, and lower.
The Upper Dantian lies at the Yintang point along the Governing Vessel, also known as the 'Niwan Palace.' It is where the soul and spiritual power converge.
When one focuses on this area, one can feel a powerful flow of energy and the concentration of consciousness.
The Middle Dantian is located at the Shanzhong point in the center of the chest, where ancestral qi gathers.
As one of the vital sources of power for the body's life activities, ancestral qi converges here into a vigorous field of qi.
The circulation of qi and blood around the Shanzhong point is exuberant, like a core that continuously generates vitality and supports the normal operation of all bodily functions.
The Lower Dantian is located at the Guanyuan point along the Conception Vessel, three inches below the navel.
It is regarded as the place where essence is stored, containing the body's most fundamental and refined essence qi.
Like treasure buried deep underground, this essence qi silently nourishes every cell and tissue in the body, granting life enduring support.
I have cultivated for so long, yet I have only formed the Lower Dantian. As for the Middle Dantian and Upper Dantian, I still have not managed to cultivate them."
After Liu Feng finished speaking, he paused and looked at Nuwa and Fuxi, wanting to see whether they had gained any insight.
Yet he discovered that they had already closed their eyes.
Faint ripples appeared around them once more.
Clearly, they had truly gained insight.
At once, Liu Feng felt unbalanced.
How was that possible?
Could Master and Martial Uncle really open all three dantians after hearing my explanation?
If that happened, wouldn't it be far too discouraging?
The gap between people really was much greater than the gap between people and pigs!
At this moment, Liu Feng also came to his senses. The two before him were Primordial Gods, born in response to heaven and earth. What about himself? He increasingly felt that he was merely a tool.
Still, a tool was a tool. They were all on the same side anyway, so it did not matter. He had only explained the introduction to dantians from the Mythic Method.
If they could comprehend it, that was because his Master and Martial Uncle possessed formidable comprehension and immense fortune.
Actually, this was only natural. After all, during a certain period in the Primordial World, his master Nuwa had held the script of the Lead Female Protagonist.
The Primordial World's second Sage, the Saint Mother of the Human Race, refining stones to mend the heavens, and so on—if that was not a protagonist, what was?
Then there was his Martial Uncle Fuxi. Although he had started out as a supporting character,
when the human race began its great development, he was undeniably the protagonist. The name of Fuxi, the Heavenly Emperor, ranked among the very greatest within the human race—no, throughout heaven and earth. Even Sages had to weigh their options when facing the Three Sovereigns of Fire Cloud Cave.
So perhaps it was not such a big deal for them to cultivate dantians merely from a few words of explanation from him!
My ass!
Although Liu Feng did not think of himself as a protagonist,
he was still a transmigrator, after all. Even though he had transmigrated into the crisis-ridden world of the Primordial World,
who did not have dreams of being the protagonist? Besides, he even had a Card Draw Group!
But now, it seemed that he simply did not have that fate!
Liu Feng was feeling rather depressed.
All of this should have been mine!
Moreover, Liu Feng was beginning to understand something. Even if he could not become the protagonist of the Primordial World, being a Big Shot in the Card Draw Group seemed pretty good too.
Once his master became a Sage, becoming the Human Race's Senior Disciple Brother also sounded pretty good.
Besides, apart from the methods for opening dantians in the Mythic Method, he had read hundreds of thousands of novels in his previous life. The power systems of the various worlds in those novels were as numerous as stars.
If, when discussing the Dao with his Master and Martial Uncle in the future, he occasionally brought up one or two different cultivation systems, and they could gain insight from them, would he not benefit as well?
Could he show off in the Card Draw Group in the future?
Not to mention that he possessed the Heaven-Defying Comprehension Buff. Even if it was not very high now, perhaps the cultivation realms from those novels and the classics of the Hundred Schools of Thought would become a precious treasure in the future.
However, the Heaven-Defying Comprehension Buff was still too low. He had a mountain of treasure before him, yet found it difficult to comprehend.
It seemed that he would need to keep drawing cards in the future, either obtaining a higher-level Heaven-Defying Comprehension Buff or drawing an upgrade card to upgrade his Heaven-Defying Comprehension Buff. Only then could he truly become like his Master and Martial Uncle!
Merely by explaining the classifications of dantians, his Master and Martial Uncle had gained insight.
Once they finished comprehending, they would probably open their dantians completely!
Still, Liu Feng was somewhat puzzled. Aside from allowing one to store more Mana and qi, the opening of a dantian did not seem to have much use, did it?
At most, it would allow his Master and Martial Uncle to possess a little more Mana at the same cultivation level.
Liu Feng truly could not figure that out.
He could only be said to have underestimated the dantian. What came next would surely leave him utterly stunned.
What they stored was not qi, but Qi—Primordial Qi.
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