Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han looked at that thing.

It’s wrinkled and I don’t know what kind of material it is made of. There are a lot of Tibetan characters written on it with gold ink. This thing looks very old.

Ah Rong came over and took a look, "Yes, it is indeed the Golden Juice Scroll!"

"What is this?" Wang Han asked.

Arong explained, "This thing is called the Golden Juice Scroll, also known as the Guge Sutra. It is a Tibetan sutra written in gold. It is a precious cultural relic left over from the Aguli Guge Kingdom in the early tenth century AD."

Wang Han looked at this thing, which was almost as big as an A4 paper.

From the actions of the two old bald donkeys just now, Wang Han could easily tell that these two old bald donkeys were definitely looking for this thing.

"Can you understand what's on this?" Wang Han asked.

Arong shook his head, "I don't understand this ancient Tibetan language, but I understand a little bit. You can let him read it!"

Wang Han took out his cell phone to take a photo and sent it to Yaozi, so that Yaozi could take a look at what was written on it.

This piece of shit replied very quickly, "What the hell! Guge Sutra! Where did you get it?"

"Stop talking nonsense to me, look at what this thing says!"

A few minutes later, Yaozi called excitedly, "Ahan, this thing is a treasure!"

"How do you say that?" Wang Han asked doubtfully.

"Liao Laitou's ability to conceal the truth and pretend to be dead was learned from this."

Wang Han was stunned for a moment. No wonder those two old bald donkeys were so determined to fight Wang Han to get Liao Laitou's body.

I co-wrote it because I wanted to get such a treasure.

"But this thing is incomplete."

"What do you mean?"

Yaozi then explained to Wang Han, "This thing is just the primary form of the skill of pretending to be dead that Liao Laitou practiced. It can only allow him to pretend to be dead for half an hour at most. After half an hour, it will be ineffective. Just wait for me." Let me check what the next few sentences mean..."

After a while, Yaozi said excitedly, "This thing is indeed a first volume! There is also a middle volume and a second volume! This thing is awesome! Although it is only a first volume, it is very complete."

"Can you say something useful?" Wang Han cursed.

Yaozi organized his words, "This is similar to the practice method of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism. How should I explain it to you? I met an old professor before and he told me this thing. There are two kinds of things in the human body. There are two kinds of nerves, one is the motor nerve, and the other is the autonomic nerve.

The motor nerve is very simple. It transmits instructions through your brain to achieve some goals. For example, if you want to write something, you must use your brain and then the brain transmits information to your hands so that your hands can type on the keyboard and write something. Your hands If you put it on the keyboard and don't move your brain, your hands won't be able to write on their own.

Autonomic nerves are not difficult to understand, just like our breathing, our heartbeat, and our gastrointestinal motility. These types of things that do not require the brain to say anything are autonomic nerves.

Most of us who practice Qigong control our motor nerves through constant training and ignore the autonomic nerves. The thing you sent me is to tell us how to control the autonomic nerves. If we reach a After becoming proficient, you can control your own heartbeat and gastrointestinal motility.

To put it simply, you normally eat every day. If you don’t eat, you will be hungry even if you lie down. But if you can control your autonomic nerves, you can also control your gastrointestinal motility. You can also show off a bowl of rice. Normal people You'll get hungry after three or four hours of lying down, and you can last longer.

Through this, you can control your breathing and heartbeat. Others can hold a little breath in their lungs for dozens of seconds, but you can control your own breathing, so you can hold your breath longer. As for controlling your heartbeat, I don’t need to say more. It's like Liao Laitou could pretend to be dead for half an hour, but his secret was revealed after half an hour. "

Wang Han was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

Looking at this thing in my hand, I gradually became enthusiastic. If I can really learn this thing, it will be a survival skill in the future.

"Get me the translation!"

It didn't take long for Yaozi to send the translation to Wang Han.

Wang Han took a quick look and saw that there was also a way to control the Qi in the body, but to Wang Han, this thing was nothing more than a method of operating the Qi body.

Yaozi said that this thing has no name, so Wang Han will call it Guixi Dafa.

This thing also depends on talent. If you can stay up for three days without eating or drinking, then you have a little talent and can only practice the first roll. If you can stay up for five days, you have a big talent and can practice until the middle roll. If you can If you can survive seven days without eating or drinking, it proves that you are a genius and can practice the entire volume of exercises.

Yaozi was jumping up and down excitedly at this moment, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll eat something later, and I won't sleep at night. If this thing can really be practiced to the best! It can control the metabolism in the body, that would be much better I don’t need to say more about how awesome it is! When I master it, I will be the well-deserved Duck King!"

"Even if you don't practice!"

After hanging up the phone with Daozi, Wang Han also became interested in this thing.

If that's the case, controlling one's own metabolism and living longer than others is simply basic.

Thinking of this, Wang Han became excited.

Ah Rong also looked at this thing curiously.

"Try it?" Wang Han generously showed it to Ah Rong. Everyone knows how to do it. There is no need to be so stingy. Wang Han is also planning to give this thing to his brothers and sisters. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun with everyone. .

Arong took a look and shook his head, "This thing is uncomfortable to look at. I can't eat, drink or sleep for several days. Is that something a person can bear?"

Although Ah Rong said this, Wang Han's interest remained unabated.

Looking at the distance, the monks from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple came over to chant sutras and liberate the innocent people who died in the village.

Wang Han lit a cigarette and got on the phone with Jin Sansheng.

Jin San Province has already liquidated the few remaining parties.

Today, I can once again ascend the throne of the Dragon Lord of the Three Religions and Nine Streams and command the heroes!

Wang Han held the magnetic card sent by Guan Sisi in his hand.

He arrived in a hurry and didn't have time to go to the mall cabinet to take out the secrets of several big families that Guan Sisi had mentioned. Wang Han planned to take them out when he went back to see what they were.

After flicking the cigarette butt into the fire, Liao Laitou has been burned into black charcoal, and it will turn into ashes in a while.

The corpse will take on the curved shape of a baby under the fire. Wang Han looked at this scene with an indifferent expression, as if he had done something wrong for himself!

After everything is over.

Wang Han went to Qiangzi's house again. Hearing these monks chanting sutras, Wang Han felt a little dazed.

If people really have reincarnation, Wang Han is willing to use part of his good luck to exchange for the family to be rich in the next life!

It was already noon the next day when we left Lianhua Village. Because he died suddenly, the village chief was also a member of the family, so he decided to bury the person.

The car was speeding on the road.

Wang Han sat in the back row with his eyes closed, preparing to practice the Turtle Breathing Technique to see if he had this talent.

There are many mountains and rivers in this place, and some roads are built along the mountains, with roads on one side and cliffs hundreds of meters high on the other.

When Wang Han closed his eyes and pondered the Turtle Breathing Technique.

The car suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

The Shilao Hui disciple who was driving stuck his head out of the window and said, "Fellow, can you please drive your sheep? We have to pass!"

Sitting on the roadside was a man with a dark face.

Wearing a sheepskin coat, holding a whip in his arms, he sat on the roadside and drank a pot and a helmet.

After hearing the sound, Sheep Handle showed a smile and pulled out the whip in his hand.

Snapped!

The whip exploded into a loud whipping flower in mid-air!

The Shilaohui disciple who was driving suddenly had a bloody hole between his eyebrows!