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Chapter 349 Ancient India Yoga, a method of practice from a foreign country

Normally, Jiang Xu would have wanted Ouyang Ting to leave as soon as possible, but the situation is different now. He has fled home, his mobile phone has been confiscated, and his account has been locked. He is penniless and can't move around. What's the point of leaving Ye Xingyu?

Can't do it either.

Jiang Xu was really afraid that Ouyang Ting would drive away and he would be alone, so he didn't care about anything else and hurriedly chased after her.

Ouyang Ting waited for Jiang Xu to catch up, deliberately accelerated to distance herself, and then slowly braked. She repeated this several times, but Jiang Xu couldn't get into the car. She was so angry that the other party yelled, "Crazy bitch" and "stinky bitch."

, everlasting.

Ye Xingyu also couldn't figure it out. Are these two people natural enemies? Do they have to hurt someone intentionally to feel that life is enjoyable?

After teasing Jiang Xu enough, Ouyang Ting stopped the car completely and let Jiang Xu climb up panting. The originally smooth hairstyle was messed up by all the trouble.

Although this car has four seats, the space in the back seat is a bit small and the comfort is much worse. Fortunately, Jiang Xu is not tall, only 1.7 meters, and his legs are not long. It is not uncomfortable to sit in the back, at least two

The legs can be straightened.

As soon as the hood was closed, there was no wind inside the car, and the scent of perfume on Ouyang Ting became richer, increasing her allure.

"Does it smell good?" Ouyang Ting looked forward without looking at Ye Xingyu, but she seemed to know that Ye Xingyu had noticed the fragrance.

"It's okay." Ye Xingyu replied calmly, without squinting.

"I specially selected the erotic style, which can be used to entertain me when the car shakes." Ouyang Ting also spoke naturally, but the content in her words was a bit shocking and even made people imagine.

Ye Xingyu pretended to cough slightly and lowered his head slightly: "Moderate exercise is indeed beneficial to physical and mental health."

"Heroes see the same thing!" Ouyang Ting turned around and gave Ye Xingyu a wink, "How about... let's make an appointment in the evening and exercise together?"

"Cough cough cough -" Ye Xingyu started coughing. This time it was a real cough and he choked on his own saliva.

Jiang Xu, who was sitting in the back, glanced at his cousin-in-law resentfully and muttered: "I told you not to get in the car, but you still don't believe it. Now you are really embarrassed! - To tell you the truth, she is a torturer.

The farther away you are from human monsters, the better!”

"Little brat, let's play while the adults are talking. Do you have the right to interrupt?" Ouyang Ting glared at Jiang Xu through the central rearview mirror, feeling very dissatisfied with his disruptive behavior.

Ye Xingyu began to regret a little, feeling as if he had mistakenly boarded a pirate ship. This beautiful woman who could score at least ninety points was indeed very knowledgeable. She was obviously a female driver who had held a driver's license for many years, and she could actually make him choke.

Being teased by a woman, Ye Xingyu felt a little embarrassed, so he said to Ouyang Ting: "My car is in the parking lot on the overpass. It might be a bit far to get around from here. Why don't you just put us here?

Just walk there with him."

Ouyang Ting smiled sweetly: "I have no intention of sending you to the parking lot!"

Ye Xingyu was stunned when he heard this. If he didn't send it to the parking lot, where would he send it to? The slaughterhouse? Is this really a pirate ship?

Ouyang Ting explained with a smile: "I'm just bored. Take me with you wherever you go. I'll be your driver!"

Ye Xingyu was speechless. Was he going to the Yan family to cause trouble and bring a pretty girl with him?

What's more, he doesn't even know Ouyang Ting's origins now. He only guessed that she is the daughter of a wealthy family. He is not familiar with her at all. How can he take her crazy with her?

So, Ye Xingyu advised in a serious tone: "We are not going to have fun, we are going to do business, and we may end up fighting with others. It is not appropriate for you to follow us, it is very dangerous!"

"Ah? Are you going to fight? Then I really have to go!" Ouyang Ting let go of the steering wheel, clapped her hands with a smile, and rolled up her sleeves again.

Jiang Xu from behind patted his forehead and muttered resentfully: "Brother-in-law, this crazy woman is an ancient warrior and likes to fight with others the most. If you say that, you can't get rid of her!"

"Ancient warrior?" Ye Xingyu was stunned for a moment. He really didn't realize that Ouyang Ting was an ancient warrior. Her muscle structure and bone density were not up to standard.

But he immediately thought of a possibility and asked: "Do you practice ancient seal yoga?"

"Huh? You can actually see that?" Ouyang Ting was surprised, turned her head and took a deep look at Ye Xingyu.

Ancient Indian yoga originated from ancient India. It can be said to be the martial arts of ancient India, which is very different from Chinese martial arts.

As the saying goes, the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin. Shaolin is the representative of Zen Buddhism and was founded by Bodhidharma, who was actually an Indian.

However, the martial arts of Bodhidharma are very different from the martial arts of ancient India, so the practice of ancient Indian yoga is also very different from the practice of Central China.

The martial arts of Zen Buddhism are actually no different from the Chinese martial arts that have been passed down since ancient times. First, it changes the muscles and strengthens the bones, then cleanses the marrow and exchanges blood, then strengthens the meridians and opens the orifices, and finally evolves into Taixu and promotes innateness.

To put it bluntly, it starts from the cultivation of the physical body, from the outside to the inside, from reality to emptiness, and finally reaches the state of both internal and external, where virtuality and reality coexist.

The martial arts in ancient India is not actually called "martial arts". "Martial arts" is the Chinese term for it. During the ancient Indian period, this special way of practice was called "yoga".

Of course, yoga is just a transliteration. The original text comes from Sanskrit, which probably means "harmony and unity."

From the beginning, Ancient Indian Yoga paid great attention to spiritual cultivation, and did not pursue strength like Chinese martial arts. Instead, it paid more attention to coordination and flexibility, and emphasized the unity of nature and man.

Therefore, most of those who are successful in practicing Ancient Seal Yoga are not strong, but rather thin and weak. Compared with ancient Chinese warriors, their muscles are not so tight and their bones are not that hard. This makes Ye Xingyu look away.

Blinded.

Ye Xingyu also has deep research on ancient seal yoga. There are many magical mysteries in it. It is a particularly effective way of practice, and it is also very powerful when applied in actual combat.

However, in the entire Tianlong Empire, there seemed to be no strong person who could completely master the ancient seal yoga practice. At least since the era of Hua Shentong, Ye Xingyu had not been exposed to it. He couldn't help but be curious about Ouyang Ting's origins.

"The master who taught you yoga is Indian?" Ye Xingyu tried to ask.

It is very impolite to inquire about the origin of a warrior, but there seems to be no such taboo in India, so Ye Xingyu had the nerve to ask.

"You can't talk about this!" Ouyang Ting did not reveal any information.

However, Jiang Xu, who knew the inside story, betrayed her in the blink of an eye, muttering: "Her master is very famous and very powerful. He is the Miaozang of India..."

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