Yangcheng County is not simple. In the Tang Dynasty, it was named Gaocheng County. It was named because Empress Wu Zetian climbed Songshan Mountain in the first year of Long Live Dengfeng and sealed Zhongyue here, which meant that she had accomplished a great job.
However, the name set by the empress was quickly changed after her death. The death of a person and the death of a government are inevitable in every dynasty. Later, it was renamed Yangcheng County, and the name of this county has been constantly changing since then.
It was either renamed Yangcheng County or Yangyi County. In the Five Dynasties, it was renamed Yangcheng County. It was not until the Song Dynasty that the name "Yangcheng County" was decided. Since then, it has not been changed at all.
Coming down from Taishi Mountain and passing through a vast field is Yangcheng County. It doesn't seem to be that far away, but it takes a long time. Looking at the mountain makes me run to death. The same goes for going down the mountain. I see that the county seat of Yangcheng County is right on the mountain.
At the foot, it was still a long way down from the mountain.
Ye An was prepared for it. People who have been on the border all year round have long been accustomed to this kind of thing. There was no complaint or any discomfort along the way. He carried a mountaineering bag and adjusted his breathing. It was not tight.
Walk slowly and evenly.
This is the best way to march long distances. The rhythm of the whole body is very important.
Even after walking to the bottom of the mountain, Ye An was not out of breath. Xuan Chengzi who was standing next to him was greatly surprised when he saw it. Even if he was in good health, walking down the mountain would still take a lot of effort.
On the other hand, Ye An, who was standing next to him, was neither blushing nor out of breath. He was calm and relaxed, and he was constantly looking at the scenery around him. He was really different from ordinary people.
"Disciple, could it be that you know some internal methods of breathing out things?"
"What is the method of breathing in and out?! Could it be that you, master, are good at this method?"
Ye An's eyes lit up. He had heard about the so-called internal martial arts for a long time, but it was almost difficult for later generations to see it. Even some people would regard it as a master's secret and would not tell you about it.
Now that the old Taoist is saying this, does he know it?
There was some disappointment in the eyes of the old Taoist, and he said as he walked: "As a teacher, I have inherited it from my ancestor. My ancestor was proficient in the "Fetal Breathing Method" of the little immortal man. It is natural to learn from the old and adopt the new."
The old Taoist casually pulled a piece of grass from the side of the road and put it under his nose. Ye An saw that the piece of grass was swinging slowly. The swing was not like the wind blowing, but like a pair of small hands constantly pulling at a uniform speed.
Not a trace of confusion.
It can be seen that the veteran's breathing is extremely even and long, with almost no pause between breaths.
"Oh, the disciples of your so-called breathing and exhalation method know it."
Ye An left after reading it. The experienced breathing method is to turn the rhythm and state of breathing into one's own instinct through long-term practice, and maximize aerobic breathing.
This method was not unheard of in later generations. It was the same as when I had just marched a long distance, adjusting my breathing rhythm.
It's just that he only breathes like this at special times, and the old Taoist can do this in every move, even in words, which Ye An knows he can't do.
This method of breathing in and out is not magical. Ye An has even read the so-called "Baopuzi Fetal Breathing Method". People naturally don't think there is anything magical about what they have seen.
But it aroused Xuan Chengzi's curiosity. Most people would be amazed when they heard Ge Hong's name, but who would have thought that his apprentice would have an indifferent expression.
This attitude is very strange. It is not the indifference of an ignorant person, but the fact that he seems to know the details. In his eyes, it is a rudimentary knowledge.
"Disciple, do you want to listen to the teacher's teachings? This "Bao Pu Zi Fetal Breathing Method" is a rare method of breathing out and inhaling in the world. It can be used to breathe in the fetus over time! This method requires you to lie on your back before noon every day, close your eyes and meditate, and let go
Absolutely no distracting thoughts..."
Before Xuan Chengzi finished speaking, he was joined by another voice: "Breathe in slowly through your nose. When you inhale to the fullest position, close your eyes and count the numbers silently, from one to a hundred. When you hold your breath to the limit, exhale through your mouth.
, inhaling or exhaling must be extremely thin, with no sound of breath coming in or out, put a feather on your nose, and make sure your life does not move at all!"
After Ye An finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. Why did the footsteps of the old man disappear? When he looked back, he saw Xuan Chengzi standing there shivering, pointing at Ye An with his arms outstretched: "How do you know the key?
Damn it!! You…………Gah…………”
Just smoke when you say it, what is going on?
Ye An looked at Xuan Chengzi who was falling down and quickly stepped forward to support him. He saw that his jaw was clenched and the area around his lips and nose were purple. It was obvious that he had a heart attack.
"Eh? Who are you? Are you trying to kill others in broad daylight? Isn't this...Isn't this Zhu Lao Shenxian?"
"Old Pig God?"
Ye An followed the sound and saw an old farmer pulling an old scalper appearing on the side of the path. His attention was focused on the old man just now. He didn't know when the old farmer came.
Ye An pointed at the old Taoist: "He is my master, he is suffering from an emergency!"
"Oh! How can this happen? Immortal Zhu is an old immortal, how could he have an emergency?"
What the old farmer said was nonsense. Ye An had no time to pay attention to him. He first laid the old farmer down, untied the collar around his neck, kept pressing on his heart, and listened to his breathing from time to time. If the old farmer died now, it would be troublesome.
If there is no other way, the only option is cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Doctors are parents, and Ye An will not care about this. After all, saving people is important. Even ordinary people cannot ignore death, not to mention that the old Taoist is his master?
So the old farmer next to him was surprised to see Ye An pressing the old man's chest from time to time.
"How...this...how to do this?!"
The old farmer stood by with wide-eyed surprise and watched Ye An pressing his chest. Maybe this was the immortal's life-saving method?
Ahem......
Fortunately, the old Taoist woke up leisurely, and his complexion changed from purple to rosy. Ye An naturally stopped what he was doing: "Old Taoist, you almost scared me to death. You don't tell me early if you have a heart disease. You can't be overjoyed or sad.
Don’t be too alarmed!”
"What heart disease? What happened to Lao Dao just now?"
The old farmer on the side quickly stepped forward and said: "Oh! Immortal Zhu, you don't know that you just escaped! This is a life-threatening emergency, and it was your apprentice who saved you!"
"Jue Tuo?"
The old Taoist looked at Ye An in surprise again. He knew very well what kind of emergency Juetuo was. He almost died in eight out of ten cases, but he was in the wild with neither golden needles nor meteorites. How did he save himself?
He didn't need to ask this question. The old farmer next to him described everything that had just happened vividly. He didn't think anything happened when he rescued people, but when he heard the old farmer's description, the scene was too beautiful to imagine. Ye An was beside him.
Shivering...
"Good disciple!"
The old Taoist was not like that. He patted Ye An on the shoulder and praised: "What a good disciple! What a good disciple. The crow feeds back and the goat kneels to breastfeed! The disciple has such filial piety, and I am very pleased to be my teacher!"
The old farmer on the side also kept praising: "Isn't it?! Immortal Zhu Lao has accepted a good disciple, but how does the disciple of the immortal treat the emergency of Juetuo?"
The old Taoist was unhappy for a moment, waved his hand and said: "This is the secret of my Taoism, how can I tell it to ordinary people?"
"Yes, yes, yes! What Elder Zhu said is, are you feeling better? If you go to the county seat and ride on my cattle, I will also go to the county."
Instead of refusing, the old Taoist nodded as he should: "That's very good!"