Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 632 Six breaths? Six qi?

After a fierce fight in the middle of the night, the two of them had a little goodbye rather than a new love.

The only regret is that there is no one to hold me when I get up.

Han Ziyin was defeated in the middle of the night and evacuated decisively, leaving Zhou Rui alone to guard the empty room.

After getting up, Zhou Rui opened the balcony window, and there was a dense jungle outside. It was obviously summer, but there was no heat at all, only the refreshing smell of the mountain forest.

Silently running the "golden breath", the fresh air with the smell of green plants was squeezed into the lungs by Zhou Ruijing like sucking cow's drink, and then kept shaking the diaphragm, and then slowly spit it out after a long time.

The white "water mist" gradually dispersed, becoming more solid than a few months ago.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that the “golden breath” is flowing in the mountains and forests, which makes it more enjoyable.

The sound of the balcony sliding door was heard diagonally below. Zhou Rui looked over and saw Li Wenqian walking out with a toothbrush in her mouth, also admiring the beautiful scenery of the mountains.

Zhou Rui raised his hand: "Morning."

Li Wenqian's eyes widened: "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Zhou Rui was speechless for a while and jumped: "I'm just like a pervert, I'm wearing pants, but it's just blocked by the balcony!"

"That's also unsightly!"

"Is there a possibility that I am in my own room."

Thinking that Han Ziyin came back in the middle of the night last night, Li Wenqian wrinkled her nose, gave Zhou Rui a cute little eye roll, and went back to the house.

This eye roll was for Han Ziyin.

How could you catch someone and bully him to death?

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I climbed Qingcheng Mountain for the first time in the early morning, and the people on Qingcheng Mountain were all over the place.

Two beautiful figures, one big and one small, attracted the attention of many passers-by.

After having breakfast in the hotel, the three of them headed towards Qingcheng Mountain. This mountain has several peaks, and each peak has a different "palace", "hall" and "cave".

Shangqing Palace, Yuanming Palace, Chaoyang Cave, Tianshi Cave

The layout and the domineering degree of the name are very similar to the fairy novels Zhou Rui read before, the feeling of a big sect of immortals, one peak and one lineage.

Although he has been to Chengdu twice, for a total of half a year, this is his first time.

The two girls were holding hands in front, Zhou Rui was a little two steps behind, and even behind was the "driver" from yesterday.

After walking on the winding road for more than 20 minutes, both girls started to sweat. Before they reached the gate of the scenic spot, they began to regret their decision not to drive.

Zhou Rui could see clearly from behind, so he simply stepped forward and stuck his head between the two of them: "Do you need a rickshaw?"

Li Wenqian turned to look at Zhou Rui and asked curiously: "What is a rickshaw?"

Zhou Rui showed off his arm muscles: "Of course people pull the cart!"

Han Ziyin also asked curiously: "For example?"

Zhou Rui generously held the two of them with one hand and walked forward.

With his left hand slightly cold and his right hand warm, Zhou Rui recalled the night he watched a horror movie.

Someone is holding me, which makes me feel more relaxed, maybe it's a psychological effect.

Li Wenqian was a little embarrassed at first, but she happily took two steps to realize: "So Zi Yin and I are in the same car?"

Zhou Rui smiled and said: "No, no, no, I am the car, and you are the passengers sitting in the car."

The harmonious and subtle relationship made the "driver" behind him look away again.

The sun is so round!

Li Wenqian may be really tired from walking. There is some sweat on her little hands. She is afraid of being recognized. She wears a mask the whole time and is already out of breath. Seeing this, Zhou Rui slows down a little.

"Zhou Rui. Huh. How did you learn to 'cross-dress'? I'm so envious."

Although she is more famous, she can walk out openly. Even someone like her who is infinitely familiar with Zhou Rui will lose her target in the crowd if she is not careful.

She wanted this kind of ability so much.

Zhou Rui: "This thing depends on your talent."

The abilities provided by the system are indeed unreasonable.

After playing around for five minutes, we finally arrived at the scenic spot. A ticket costs 80 yuan. Individual scenic spots are charged separately. Scenic area buses are charged separately. Burning incense is additional. The thicker the incense, the more sincere it is.

This is probably the reason why Zhou Rui has no thoughts about all Taoist temples and temples.

The conductor's "sister-pulling" attitude as if he owed her money was enough to break all superstitions.

However, the architecture inside is indeed very domineering, with a sense of "brilliance" that is different from that of a temple. There are red walls and black tiles, or black walls and red tiles, moss mottled, but also carved beams and embroidered columns. Zhou Rui feels that it is more beautiful than the simple gold-yellow color scheme of the temple, and it also has a sense of inheritance of Chinese culture.

I heard from the tour guide next to me that Qingcheng Mountain actually originated in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. The famous "Zhang Daoling" and "Five Pecks of Rice Road" are the starting points of Qingcheng Mountain.

The "Three Kingdoms Theme Song" sounded in Zhou Rui's mind.

I also heard from the tour guide that the famous "Quanzhen Taoism" emerged here again in the Tang Dynasty, and many novels have been adapted from it.

Chinese history is the only one in the world with rigorous and textual research. Let’s not mention Taoist metaphysics for the moment. The feeling of this rich history and complete context is indeed very special.

Zhou Rui couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a photo. It has red walls, black tiles and blue painted buildings. This color scheme also looks good on a white background.

Then I posted a blog post.

"Zhou Rui (Enlightened Intelligent CEO)"

"History and legend blend together, and many famous people have visited this place in the past 2000 years. (Pictured: Shangqing Palace Gate)"

"Finally: Taiwan belongs to China."

@Guange.

In the past three months, his daily "vocalizing" work has been handed over to Guan Ge, reducing the frequency, relying on some inventory to maintain constant updates, pretending that everything is normal, and Guan Ge will pretend to be @self.

There is no theme, it can be summed up by the word "water", but with the support of the system, the followers and influence are still growing.

Zhou Rui has only one request, a fixed ending.

He didn't know how long it would take for this subtle influence to occur. He only heard that the folk atmosphere in Taiwan had changed.

But what kind of opportunities are needed for these "soft influences" to become "real changes"? He doesn't know yet, and he hasn't paid attention to them in recent months.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhou Rui sent the message, before Zhou Rui put his phone back in his pocket, a tourist wearing glasses next to him took out his phone.

"Damn it! Leader Zhou is in Qingcheng Mountain?!"

Then immediately look around!

"Oh, I'll go! Isn't this where the photo is?"

Zhou Rui shed a cold sweat. Did this guy set up "special care"? Quickly take the others and leave.

Around noon, the four of them got a little lost and walked to a place with few tourists, belonging to the side of a certain "palace".

There was nothing but a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest, exercising.

But it was just what a few people wanted. There were too many people in other places, so here was just the place to get some fresh air.

With the experience of the "wild Taoist", Zhou Rui was a little concerned about what the Taoist was practicing, and even pretended to walk around to the front in order to see the other person's breathing.

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Zhou Rui. Maybe he had seen too many tourists and didn't care.

Zhou Rui's eyes under his sunglasses actually kept looking, but after a while he secretly shook his head.

It's a typical ordinary barre, and it's very smooth, almost as effective as broadcast gymnastics.

It wasn't until the Taoist priest "finished his power" and breathed "suck" and "suck" six times in a row that Zhou Rui was slightly surprised.

When the Taoist priest was about to leave, Zhou Rui said: "Taoist Master, are you a Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain?"

This was nonsense, but the man still handed it over and said, "Yes, the tourist area is over there. After the layman has rested, he can go there."

Zhou Rui asked: "Has the Taoist Master ever heard of the 'Six Qigong'? A friend of mine practices something that may have something to do with Taoism."

The Taoist priest didn't hesitate at all and shook his head directly: "Sorry, I haven't heard of it."

Then left.

Zhou Rui didn't care, he just asked casually.

Taoism has the theory of "six qi". Different places and different Taoist priests may have their own set of understandings. What others "suck in" and "suck in" may just be something they can't figure out.

After resting for more than 10 minutes, the soreness in the legs of the two girls was relieved. As they were about to get up, the Taoist priest just turned back.

"This layman, what is the name of the one you just mentioned?"

"Six Qigong, what? Have you heard of it?"

"No."

Zhou Rui raised an eyebrow, so are you here to make a joke?

"But if it's the 'Six Breath Technique', I've heard of it."

(End of this chapter)