Zhu Pingman suddenly reached out and pressed Mo Lin’s lower back and said, "psionics were born here."
That’s the position of the most triangular bone in Molin’s spine, which was slightly sore by Zhu Ping’s press.
Molin wondered, "How did psionics come about? How did I never feel it?"
"When you were an embryo in your mother’s stomach, psionics came into being." Zhu Pingman said slowly. This time, he was surprisingly serious and didn’t drink.
Everyone is connected with the cosmic energy when he is an embryo, and psionic energy comes from the universe at that time, enters the body from the top of his head, and hides at the bottom of the spine all the way along the spine.
"So amazing?" Molin has never heard of this.
"Only a dedicated practitioner can feel psionic power and control psionic power through cultivation." Zhu commented that "psionic power is generally in a latent state, but it is difficult for ordinary people to find that it can be awakened only by trained practitioners. After the practitioners can awaken psionic power through cultivation, they can let psionic power rise along the midvein and cross the genkai to the top chakra of the midvein, and then they can awaken psionic power and heaven to achieve the conscious realm and achieve martial arts."
In the last few words, Zhu Ping-man didn’t always look tipsy, but chose his words carefully, and his expression was solemn. Although his sloppy appearance and expression tone didn’t match, the effect was greatly reduced. Mo Lin could still feel the change of Zhu Ping-man’s attitude and knew that what he said must be a very mysterious practice.
"What are the midrib and the crown wheel?" Through Zhu’s comments, Mo Lin probably has an abstract picture in his heart, but some nouns still don’t understand.
"When a person is born, there are 72,000 veins in the body. Three of them are the most important ones: the white left pulse, the moon pulse, the red right pulse, the sun pulse and the light blue midvein. These three veins are as straight as a banana, as red as an arrow, as strong as Huang Dan, which is the foundation of human cultivation."
Zhu Ping rambled on, and Mo Lin explained the confusion.
"that most important midvein among the three vein is the root chakra, the abdominal chakra, the umbilical chakra, the heart chakra, the throat chakra, the forehead chakra and the top chakra. these chakras are the entrance and exit of psionic energy and the center of psionic energy. they are the seven difficult-to-cross cards when fighters move forward consciously."
Mo Lin’s mind slowly formed a picture with Zhu Ping’s explanation. There are three veins in the center of a person’s body that connect from the top of his head to the root of his spine. The white left vein and the red right vein face each other in the distance. In the center is a light blue midvein and seven chakras.
It’s a pity that Molin can’t feel these veins and chakras.
"Do you understand?" Zhu Ping asked Mo Lin’s way
Molin nodded "probably got it"
"These things are very profound and mysterious. You are still young, and you are not the same. I will naturally explain them to you when necessary in the future. The most important thing for you is to awaken your body and spirit." Zhu commented on the road.
"How long will it take me to awaken psionic powers?" Ink Lin seems to have seen his mountain gravel sample eagerly asked.
"Pa" Zhu Ping waved his hand and slapped Mo Lin’s ass.
"Smelly little wants to wake up psionic energy, but it’s still a long way off. Go on running for me," said Zhu Pingman, adding another foot.
Mo Lin ran to his feet. Zhu Pingman just said those words. His mind echoed with him. He said that all those words were unheard of by Mo Lin, just like Mo Lin had hit a vast and wonderful world in front of him. This world leads to martial arts and Mo Lin’s dream is full of great temptations for him.
"Your body is not as good as others. If you want to awaken psionics, you need to work ten times and one hundred times harder than others. Now is the first step to awaken psionics. Are you confident?" Zhu Pingman yelled "maliciously" at Mo Lin’s ear.
"yes!" Ink Lin also roar loud back to calculate the response.
Zhu Pingman was yelled at by Mo Lin, and he was satisfied to find a corner to sit and watch over it.
Step by step, stepping on the solid land, constantly changing the pace and rhythm, I don’t know how many times I ran. Molin felt that sweat rolled down from his forehead and seeped into the soil.
"Whoosh …" Molin can’t remember how many times he fell.
When the physical strength is exhausted to a certain extent, Molin’s disappointing body joints are painful again. At first, it is as subtle as a needle prick, and then it gradually evolves into severe pain. When the pains in all the body joints occur together, it hurts from point to point, and Molin collapses and falls directly to the ground.
Despite the severe pain and weakness of the body, Molin struggled to get up, sometimes took a short break to catch his breath, and sometimes simply stepped forward and continued running.
In this way, he fell down again and again and got up again and again. Molin was covered with soil and broke in several places, but he endured physical pain as if he didn’t feel it, and insisted on running. Although he was heavy, his heart was still firm.
Zhu Pingman didn’t stop Mo Lin from watching silently. Every time Mo Lin fell, he took a swig of wine. When the sky in the east was slightly fish-belly white, he finally drank all the wine in the gourd, but Mo Lin kept repeating the fall, climbing up and running, falling down and climbing up again.
"It’s as stubborn as I am." Zhu Ping shook his head and shook his gourd in the hope of pouring out another drop of wine.
"Burst" Molin fell down again. This time, he was really exhausted and didn’t even have a little strength. His whole body was as sad as being pulled out, and even those pains became unimportant.
I tried to get up again, but my body didn’t listen to me. Mo Lin struggled to hold his head up. He was unwilling and didn’t know something. His eyes were full of tears. If he said that running was to practice hard, he fell down and got up behind and completed a kind of ability.
It seems that there is something beyond the physical limit that inspires and pushes Mo Lin to get up again and again and never give up. This is not so much a persistent effort as a struggle against his heavy fate.
Chapter 13 Three Veins and Seven Wheels
Chapter 13 Chapter Three Veins and Seven Wheels
Over the past year or so, all kinds of ups and downs have erupted at the moment, and every fall seems to be a test for Mo Lin. He struggled to straighten his back and tighten his muscles, and struggled against the shackles of fate again and again.
Zhu Pingman understands what Mo Lin is feeling at the moment. He has not stopped every boy from going through this kind of hardship to grow into a real man.
Zhu Ping-man knows clearly in his heart that Molin will have to go through more difficulties and hardships than at the moment if he wants to reach the conscious state he said before. Only by strengthening this indomitable spirit at the beginning will he have a firm belief in facing the future.
It is because of understanding that Mo Lin’s comments on Zhu Mancai have not been stopped until Mo Lin finished and had no way to get up again that he went over and helped Mo Lin up.
"Am I very poor?" Ink Lin squeezed out a smile to ask
"You’re doing well." Zhu Pingman pressed Molin’s waist with one hand and a little green light. His fingers flashed into Molin’s body.
Molin felt a warm current pouring in at the bottom of the spine and then moved all the way along the spine with that warm current. He seemed as comfortable as if he could breathe with a hole in his body.
"It’s so comfortable." Molin was pleasantly surprised. The warm current brought him recovery strength and suppressed those pains.