"The mind travels to Baihui (GV20), passes through Yunzhong (BL60), Heavenly Lake (HT7), and Zhongren (BL62), traverses the Yunqiao (BL50) and Haiqiao (BL50) meridians, and rests in the Qi Sea )..."
Old Bai placed his palm on Bai Zhi's shoulder, using Mysterious Jade Inner Force as a guide. Every time he mentioned an acupoint, he would pause his Internal Energy for a short while, and every time he described a meridian, he would have Bai Zhi demonstrate how his Internal Energy flowed.
Although Bai Zhi couldn't understand these acupoints and meridians, she memorized and Perception simultaneously.
With the guidance of the Laosan's Internal Energy, Bai Zhi quickly completed a Small Zhou Tian circulation cycle.
The Laosan withdrew his hand, his face pale, and took a few steps back. Then he sat cross-legged and began to circulate the Mysterious Jade Art to recover his depleted Internal Energy.
The Laosan hadn't expected that guiding Bai Zhi through one Zhou Tian would consume nearly 90% of his Internal Energy.
They almost failed to complete the Zhou Tian, both he and Bai Zhi would have suffered from the backlash of their Internal Energy, either dying or being crippled. That would have been a serious matter.
"In the end, it was all my own recklessness!" the Laosan said, still somewhat shaken.
Fortunately, the guidance was ultimately successful; otherwise, my own sins would have been far greater.
The Huoyan in the fireplace was burning brightly, casting flickering light on the two of them.
Two drones hovered above the two men, emitting a soft buzzing sound that echoed the crackling of the burning firewood.
This scene was surprisingly harmonious.
Meanwhile, viewers in the live stream were flooding the chat with a string of question marks.
They couldn't understand the mental techniques and formulas the Laosan was talking about. They could only guess that it was probably the path for Internal Breath to travel through acupoints and meridians, but no one had ever heard of the names of these acupoints Dantian.
Let alone ordinary people, even experienced traditional Traditional Chinese Medicine who are well-versed in acupoints and meridians are helpless.
Because the Laosan's cultivation method did not actually originate from the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds, the names of his acupoints and Laosan did not match the world he lived in.
This has left many people scratching their heads in frustration, wishing they could crawl into the screen.
Of course, this is precisely why many people who were secretly watching Laosan's live stream breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good that you don't understand; it's normal that you don't understand. If everyone understood, that would be a problem.
What if a bunch of experts who can scale walls and leap across rooftops suddenly appear? How will the higher-ups manage that?
If an ordinary person possessed this kind of power, wouldn't they cause trouble? The saying "a knight uses martial arts to break taboos" is no joke.
Does the Laosan not know this? Of course he does, which is why he dares to reveal the secret formula in front of the live broadcast camera.
Ling Yi, who had been secretly observing all of this, also withdrew his Field of Vision!
However, while it was nighttime for the Laosan, it was already daytime for Ling Yi.
Because the plot on the Laosan's side is more intense, the time ratio between the two worlds becomes increasingly different.
A week has passed for Ling Yi, but for Laosan, not even the second day has ended yet.
Meanwhile, in the post-apocalyptic world, Zhang Huai was still making purchases for free, and only a little over a day had passed.
Zhang Huai's Personal Space now contains hundreds of tons of grain, water from two reservoirs, and more than 30 tons of meat and vegetables. The Fridge, freezers, cold storage facilities, and Refrigeration trucks are piled up densely.
It stretches as far as the eye can see.
In addition, there were mountains of munitions, hundreds of vehicles of various models, and most impressively, twenty helicopters, six Combat, and two warships.
This shows just how insane Zhang Huai really was.
In the course of this day and a half, Zhang Huai Copy more than six hundred supernatural abilities, which then Fusion with each other to form twelve supernatural abilities: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, light, darkness, spirit, physique, destiny, time, and space.
Ling Yi also synchronized these abilities, which allowed Ling Yi to Transcendent God and reach a strength score of 2120.
Judging from Lin Huai's attitude, it seems the zero-yuan purchase program won't stop until the apocalypse arrives.
Ling Yi made himself a cup of coffee, lit a cigarette, and turned to look at the Computer.
On the Computer, two Notepad windows are automatically generating lines of text.
Before the Laosan's second day was even over, the novel "50-Year-Old Man's Desert Island Survival " had already reached more than 600,000 words.
Most importantly, these 600,000+ words don't feel like filler at all, which is quite absurd.
To increase the density of the plot, many supporting characters and extras appeared.
For example, the show's director, the mysterious official organization, and the hidden secrets on the Digging island.
It has to be said that Ling Yi was really engrossed in watching it.
Another novel, "In the Apocalypse, I Have Passive Copy System," also has over 300,000 words.
Ling Yi uploaded the novel last night.
Ling Yi has essentially started two novels simultaneously, and these two novels have been updated to nearly a million words in just one week. Most importantly, both the word count and the quality are quite good.
This caused quite a stir among the platform's authors; in the eyes of other authors, it was something far beyond what a simple tentacle monster could achieve.
Ling Yi offered only one explanation: it had been written beforehand.
You can't exactly tell them you have a system and that this novel was written by your system, can you? They'd be green with envy!
This week, I've collected a good number of Vow Power Points, reaching 8600, but the binding permission for the third world is still not enabled.
The system's explanation is that the Battle Power rating is insufficient.
Ling Yi didn't care much about this, since his Battle Power rating would improve sooner or later anyway.
The storylines of the Laosan and Lin Huai, the two Protagonist bound to Ling Yi, have only just begun.
Ling Yi is now considering his future plans.
Or rather, will he just lie down or do something?
"System, do you have any suggestions?" Ling Yi was inclined to stir things up.
As the saying goes, returning home in glory is like wearing fine clothes at night; Ling Yi feels restless if he doesn't stir up trouble.
"Ding! The system's will is entirely in accordance with the host's."
Ling Yi stroked his chin and said, "How about we start a live stream?"
Ling Yi then shook his head. He had lived a secluded life for ten years. Although the internet prevented him from becoming completely disconnected from the outside world, he had developed social anxiety.
He was not very willing to interact with outsiders, and he was also used to this kind of life.
But he felt restless if he did nothing.
Just then, Ling Yi's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID labeled "Father," Ling Yi's mind was filled with images of his parents and sister, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Although he sends money home every month, not returning home for ten years is still going too far.
The initial conflict has long since faded into insignificance with the passage of time.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Yi answered the phone.
" Lili is getting married next month!" came the father's slightly aged voice from the other end of the phone.
After a moment's hesitation, Ling Yi said, "I'll go back now!"
After a long silence, the father finally said, "Be careful on the road!"
"Dad, I..." Ling Yi wanted to say sorry, but he stopped himself when the words reached his lips, as if they were too unfamiliar and too heavy.
"We'll talk about it when we get back. When will we be home?"
"Book your plane tickets tonight!"
Okay, send me a message before you board the plane!
After hanging up the phone, Ling Yi took a few deep breaths, his heart filled with complex emotions.
The conflict between him and his father started when he decided to write online novels. At that time, his father had already used his connections to find Ling Yi a job at a state-owned enterprise.
In his father's eyes at the time, working for a state-owned enterprise was like getting a secure job, which was the best thing ever.
My father had to pull a lot of strings and give out many gifts to get this job.
But at that time, Ling Yi was only focused on writing novels and becoming a top author; he wouldn't listen to anyone's advice.
The father and son argued about this countless times, and in the end, Ling Yi impulsively chose to leave home.
This departure lasted for ten years.
There's no such thing as a grudge that lasts overnight between a father and son. Over the years, the old conflicts between them have long since disappeared.
Like many young people, Ling Yi always wanted to make a name for himself before going back.
Over the years, all Ling Yi has done is gain weight and barely make ends meet.
He shook his head; since he had decided to go back, he wouldn't hesitate any longer.
I took out my phone and booked a plane ticket online. The ticket was for 10 PM, so I had enough time.
Ling Yi then went to Uncle Zhang's house next door and told him that he was going home.
"Will you come back after you leave?" Uncle Zhang asked, taking a couple of puffs on his pipe.
"He probably won't be coming back!"
"You brat, you should have gone home a long time ago. What kind of person sees through the world and goes into seclusion at such a young age?"
"When are you leaving?" Uncle Zhang asked.
"I'll be leaving in a little while!"
"Okay, I'll look after this yard for you. Whenever you want some peace and quiet, come back and stay for a couple of days."
Ling Yi estimated that once he left this time, he probably wouldn't be coming back. He originally wanted to give his courtyard to Uncle Zhang directly, but after thinking about Uncle Zhang's character, he argued with him again when he said it to his face.
Let's talk about this after I leave.
At 2 p. m., Ling Yi left the small mountain village where he had lived for ten years in Uncle Zhang's three-wheeled vehicle.
It's the season when wildflowers are in full bloom, and the surrounding Green Mountain, clear waters, and babbling brooks create a beautiful scene.
Now that he was leaving, Ling Yi felt a little reluctant and also a little uneasy.
Over the past ten years, Ling Yi has grown accustomed to solitude, to tranquility, to the chirping of insects at night, and to the barking of dogs at the village entrance.
Ling Yi didn't know if he would feel out of place back in the steel city, or how long it would take him to readjust.
At 10:15 p. m., Ling Yi sat in his airplane seat, feeling a little Bored, and opened his Computer to watch a movie to Passing Time.
The flight from South Wind City to Dafeng City takes about two hours. Many people on the plane are sleeping, but Ling Yi is not sleepy at all.
With his current physical and Divine Power, he could go for months without sleep without any problems.
Moreover, being so close to home, Ling Yi felt a mix of trepidation and excitement, making it difficult for him to contain his emotions.
Next to Ling Yi sat a slender, long-haired woman wearing a white shirt and white jeans.
Because they were wearing masks, their faces couldn't be seen clearly.
However, those big eyes were quite beautiful Spiritual Animation.
Ling Yi could tell that the woman seemed a little nervous; her small hands were constantly rubbing back and forth between her waist and the back of the front seat.
When she rubbed her hands like that, Ling Yi felt quite awkward, and he had an urge to hold her hands down. It was the first time Ling Yi had ever seen someone so nervous when flying.
"Is this your first time flying?" Ling Yi asked, taking the initiative to speak.
"Well, I... I'm afraid of heights. I've never dared to fly before. This is my first time!" The woman smiled shyly at Ling Yi.
"Why don't you watch a movie to distract yourself?" Ling Yi suggested, turning his Computer towards the woman.
"Thank you!" The woman glanced gratefully at Ling Yi Ling Yi, took the earphones he handed her, and then Light Lock on the Computer screen.
But clearly, the effect was not ideal. Ling Yi could even clearly feel the woman's rapid breathing due to anxiety.
Just then, the woman suddenly asked, "What do you think we should do if the plane suddenly crashes?"
Ling Yi frowned, "Beautiful lady, I know you're nervous and trying to start a conversation, but is this the kind of thing to say right now?"