Gao Xianda and Meng Yan are all now being slapped to the ground. However, Wei Xiaobao has no such righteousness as before.

He thought that using Mao Shiba's martial arts skills, it would be no problem to defeat the eunuch who was a tuberculosis. So he encouraged Gao Xianda to take action and said something about living and dying together.

At this time, when he saw Gao Xianda defeat, he remembered the famous saying that everyone flew away when the disaster was coming.

He slowly moved to the food delivery passage and wanted to escape along the back door of the kitchen. Others were small and grew up in the market. He was familiar with various ways to escape, but it was not noticeable.

But his behavior did not escape the old eunuch's eyes. He grabbed a chopstick and bulleted it, hitting Wei Xiaobao's right leg bend. Wei Xiaobao's right leg was numb and weak, and he fell to the ground and could no longer move.

The old eunuch fought two fierce battles in a row, and seemed to have a serious overdrawn. He coughed violently for a while before he recovered. The little eunuch beside him wanted him to take another dose of powder, but he stopped him.

He asked the wrestlers, "Where are you friends from Buku?"

A big man said, "If you go back to your father-in-law, we are from Prince Zheng's mansion. If our father-in-law hadn't taken action and captured these two rebels today, we would have been greatly disgraced."

The old eunuch said, "That's just a coincidence. They may not be really traitors. Don't disturb others and send them to the Danei Shangshen Criminal, saying that it was the person Hai's husband wanted."

Several great men agreed in unison.

Several of the seven big men were injured slightly. They tied the three of them firmly with ropes, covered their eyes with black cloth, and blocked their mouths with a ball of cloth.

Meng Yan hit them just now, so they naturally punched Meng Yan at this time. Wei Xiaobao's mouth was not clean, and he was slapped with two heavy slaughters and became honest immediately. Gao Xianda did not attack them. He knew how to behave and had good skills, so he avoided a beat.

There were no cars in this era, and the mode of transportation was nothing more than carriages and sedan chairs. The old eunuch asked them to send people to the big house, so the face was naturally better, so someone called a sedan chair. However, the cost of a human-powered sedan chair was not cheap, so the big men stuffed the three of them into a sedan chair.

The three people were stuffed in a sedan chair. The sedan chair carrier naturally felt the effort. He walked very slowly and kept cursing. He said that it was really hard to make money these days. The wrestlers had to promise to add some wages to them, and they returned to their normal walking speed.

Gao Xianda was the largest, so he was piled up at the bottom. Meng Yan and Wei Xiaobao were piled up on him.

If it were normal for Gao Xianda to carry two people who were about 100 pounds on his body, he wouldn't even feel it. But now he couldn't move all over and could not exert force at all. His posture was awkward, so he was naturally very uncomfortable. The two people were sitting directly on his chest, making him feel a little breathless.

His mouth was blocked, and his breathing was even more affected. If he didn't use force, the air he had just sucked in would be directly pressed out.

He could only inhale hard with his nose, then try to hold it in, trying to let the air run in his body for a while, and then spit it out with force.

When he was learning to breathe with Uncle Jian, he practiced sucking air in, running it around in his body, and then spitting it into the return air duct. The return air duct was bent and eighteen curves, and what he practiced was this "spouting" energy.

This time he just turned his practice over. It was not difficult for him to exhale outside, but it was difficult for him to "take" the air he sucked in.

However, the effort of letting the air run in the body for a while has not changed. His breathing and exhalation skills coincided with his "sniffing" method. His breathing gradually became smoother.

However, as Gao Xianda breathed more and more smoothly, his breathing frequency became slower and slower. The air entered his nose, and after turning in the head, mouth, throat, and chest, it actually sank into the abdominal cavity, and then it became lower and lower, as if he had to turn around at the heel before he could turn back.

In the end, he had to inhale for several minutes just by inhaling, and exhaling would have to slow down, just like there was a huge air vortex in his body.

He breathed eighty-one rounds and back, and felt like something was opened with a "bang" in his body. Then the vortex of air he sucked in immediately spread out in his body, turning into a trickle of flowing through his body along a fixed channel.

Gao Xianda's eyes were blindfolded, so he could not see the scene outside, but this also helped him. His body slowly turned into apart, with meridians running through it, and the thin stream was slowly running along these meridians.

Gao Xianda began to think he was crazy, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He tried to use his consciousness to control the flow of the stream, but found that it worked. Moreover, by controlling the stream in the picture, his body really had corresponding reactions. This stream flowing in his body made him feel very comfortable.

This discovery made Gao Xianda very happy.

"Isn't this the legendary true qi?" Gao Xianda pondered, "The old Taoist and Bald Pot once popularized the basic knowledge of this world for themselves. The copy of Eastern Martial Arts is filled with spiritual energy in heaven and earth, which is very helpful for personal cultivation. Therefore, when practicing internal energy in urban dungeons, the effect is mediocre, and practicing to the top level is only internal energy. Only in this type of dungeon can one cultivate true qi."

Gao Xianda has already practiced the breathing power to the full level. Although it is only an e-level skill, he has experienced the effect similar to the flow of true qi. However, he has always regarded it as a blood-enriching skill and has not conducted in-depth research.

He also practiced the Divine Light Sutra at the same time. Although he had not practiced yet, he actually had a certain level. After all, it was a B-level martial arts skill, and the actual effect was very powerful.

Gao Xianda should have cultivated true qi long ago, but it has been in the city's dungeons, and it is in the United States. There is almost no spiritual energy in heaven and earth, so Gao Xianda has never succeeded.

It is also time to be lucky for Gao Xianda. He may not be able to breathe this long time when he moves freely. Even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is full of, he may not be able to practice diligently.

This time, Gao Xianda was blindfolded and blocked his mouth. He could only breathe with his nose. He was pressing on his body and had to breathe hard. He absorbed a lot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and then had nowhere to vent. By chance, he actually made him understand the practice of breathing and releasing. Thus he cultivated his true energy! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!