Destiny is ashes

Chapter 72: "The Secret of Circulating Qi Through the Five Internal Organs to Nourish the Body"

Danlin Town is a town built around Danye Qingmu. At its core are the medicinal fields and sheds where various rare medicinal herbs and spiritual plants are planted. Surrounding Danye Qingmu are the many workshops and pharmaceutical factories. The residential area is in the middle, and the outermost layer is the strongholds and commercial areas of the major gangs.

The further inward you go, the taller the buildings are. The outermost commercial district is mostly composed of one- or two-story bungalows, while the high-rise buildings of major company workshops surrounding Danye Qingmu are nearly 100 meters high.

Huo Qing's residence is located next to the commercial district. It is the residence left by his parents.

The base of the Day Tiger Gang was not far away, just three streets away. According to the locals, he was born to be a member of an old gang of the Day Tiger Flag.

Although there was a bloody battle at night, the atmosphere in the city was quite calm.

Because in essence, this is a real-life fight between multiple factions of companies, each sending their own people to fight.

People will die and blood will be shed in the ring, and it looks terrifying, but after the fight is over, when the benefits are divided and the winner and loser are determined, everything is over.

Just like when Huo Qing received the news of "truce" before, everyone lived their lives as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Although the dead people would not think so, since they are dead, they have no ability to speak.

The roads where Huo Qing lived were dry and clean, and the light yellow bricks and stones used for paving the road fit together tightly. Although the buildings were old, they were not dirty, which was different from what An Jing had imagined.

However, considering that this is the inheritance left to him by Huo Qing's parents, it is not surprising.

Huo Qing invited An Jing to eat at a roadside stall near their residential area, which sold sesame cakes and offal soup.

In a shed supported by a scaffold, there is a big stove and a big pot. The fire is rising, and the soup is boiling in the pot, emitting a rich aroma.

"The chef in this restaurant has excellent skills. I have been to many towns and cities, and none of them has soup that is more fresh and fragrant than this one."

Huo Qing praised highly. An Jing glanced at the master, who was about fifty or sixty years old, with a dark face and a muscular body. He was cutting half-cooked intestines and other offal under a shed nearby.

The old man sliced ​​the ingredients into thin strips and poured them into the big pot. When he saw the new guests coming, he gave a simple smile.

The person serving the dishes was probably his daughter or daughter-in-law, also with dark cheeks and a sturdy figure - in the town, there were not so many people wearing gas masks and raincoats.

After Huo Qing placed the order, the chef scooped out two bowls of soup, prepared the seasonings, sprinkled freshly chopped green onions and ground pepper on them, then took out two pancakes from the oven on the other side, topped them with red pepper and salt powder, and brought them to the small table under the shed.

As soon as it was served, An Jing smelled a tangy aroma. The milky white broth was dotted with tender green chopped green onions, and the aroma of the sesame seed cake was mixed with a peppery flavor that made one want to sneeze, which made one's appetite whet.

"Ah, what a day it is!"

At the dinner table, Huo Qing sighed like a defeatist strategist, then impatiently picked up the soup and gulped down a big gulp. After putting the bowl down, he sighed, "I thought I was going to die last night. Before I died, I just wanted to never drink this bowl of soup cooked by Old Liu again!"

"Now that I'm still alive and can drink soup, it really feels like I've lived my life all over again."

"Then Xiao Huo, you should stop joining gangs." Huo Qing was obviously an acquaintance here. The old master glanced at Huo Qing and said with a smile: "You are not cut out for it. Why do you, a little lamb, have to join a pack of wolves?"

"Listen to the old man's advice. You can still continue studying at your age. When you are admitted to a school in the city, you can become a respectable person in a company. That is the path you should take."

Huo Qing did not reply, but just shook his head. The old master stopped persuading him, and An Jing also took a sip of the soup. It was mutton soup, and it tasted really delicious and fragrant. After a few sips of the hot soup, his whole body felt warm.

He picked up the sesame seed bun again, sprinkled it with pepper and salt, took a bite, and found the bun to be chewy and chewy. Paired with hot soup, it was indeed a delicious treat, which made An Jing, who had not had a good meal for several days, extremely enjoyable.

——No wonder the first thing Huo Qing thought of after escaping death was to come here to drink soup and eat pancakes. It seems not strange at all!
"Brother, you are eating this way wrong."

Halfway through the meal, Huo Qing was stunned when he saw An Jing just swallowing the food normally. He interrupted him and asked, "Why are you eating like a normal person?"

"Why? What's the matter?"

An Jing was not angry when his meal was interrupted. He knew that he had probably made some mistakes.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is not embarrassed or nervous, others will find reasons themselves. Just like now, Huo Qing did not doubt An Jing, just thought that the wilderness tribe where An Jing was was too wild: "Eaters are good at eating. They never tire of fine food, but if they just swallow it whole, they will waste too much nutrients."

"Master Liu's cooking skills are unique, and his selection of ingredients is also unique. Although those mountain goat offal are just offal, they are full of vitality and much better than many small shops that use sick and rotten meat."

At this point, Huo Qing even raised his finger and pointed out seriously: "If you want to fully experience the benefits of this good stuff, you have to practice the exercises and consume its essence!"

Having said this, Huo Qing also demonstrated to An Jing the circulation of vital energy.

He swallowed the food, and the essence in his body circulated and gathered in the stomach, participating in the grinding and stirring of the food. The finely circulated innate Qi was like a huge internal grinder, breaking down the already crushed food into a more original appearance, that is, decomposing more "essence".

In this way, the same amount of food can provide more essence, and practitioners do not have to go through the cycle of the five grains, thus reducing the waste of resources.

"I see, this is probably the prototype of 'Bigu'!"

After seeing Huo Qing's demonstration, An Jing suddenly understood.

This is obviously also a method of cultivation, a method of nourishment, and the ultimate level of this method of nourishment is to rely on the innate Qi to directly digest the spiritual and evil Qi between heaven and earth, which is what is called those who eat Qi become gods and live long!

"In my time, there seemed to be 'food cultivators' who were proficient in this, but I don't know this kind of cultivation method." The sword spirit said frankly.

He seemed to want to explain more, but An Jing smiled and comforted him, "You are a sword, it is normal for you not to know this kind of human raising method."

"You know how to eat, and your practice is very solid." In reality, An Jing was also sighing. He paid attention to Huo Qing's Qi circulation route and found it unexpectedly complex and effective. Obviously, it was not an ordinary method of food cultivation.

"This is the secret method passed down in my family, 'The Secret of Circulating Qi Through the Five Internal Organs to Maintain Health', which is completely different from the popular 'Food Qi Health Method'!"

Huo Qing was quite proud of this, as it was also a rare secret method that he practiced seriously: "Everything in this world is false. Guns are external objects, sword cases are external objects, good deeds and money are also external objects, and they will all disappear."

“Only what you eat is yours, so I care more about whether the food is good than other things.”

"The sword is mine too!" In the sea of ​​​​gods, the sword spirit was quite indignant about Huo Qing's statement.

However, He also admitted that Huo Qing's way of thinking was also orthodox: "These food cultivators have been so stubborn since ancient times. They believe that only what is eaten is theirs. Does that mean they rely on eating for everything?"

"A gentleman is good at making use of things. The sword is also a part of the cultivator himself!"

"But compared to this, An Jing, I would like to ask this little brother for advice. He is so poor, but he can still cultivate a very solid foundation. It must be due to this method of cultivation. It is worth learning!"

"I understand." An Jing thought so too: "Their practitioners are not very sensitive to this aspect, they just use it as a method to effectively utilize the nutrients in food, but I know that for the warriors of Huaixu Realm, this is no less than a magical skill!"

When a warrior cultivates his body, his requirement for absorbing various nutrients is much greater than that of a Qi cultivator.

Especially since Huaixu Realm has abundant resources of all kinds, the usefulness of this secret method of health preservation is definitely far greater than that of Tianyuan Realm which is poor in resources.

However, before An Jing could ask for advice, Huo Qing spoke first: "Although I still don't know your name, you saved my life."

The gang accountant, with a dark forehead and a tired face, looked at An Jing sincerely and said frankly: "Such a great favor should be rewarded generously, but as you can see... I really have no money."

"After much thought, I have nothing to offer you, so I can only use this secret method to express my gratitude to you."

As he said this, he took out a jade slip from his arms and placed it on the table.

"This……"

An Jing raised his eyebrows. He was never polite to others, so he reached out and picked up the jade slip and examined it carefully.

There is no doubt that what is recorded in this jade slip is the 'Secret of Nourishing the Body by Circulating Qi Through the Five Internal Organs'.

(End of this chapter)