Gradually, in the middle of the month, snuff gently explodes Li Chongjiu in the room. At this time, he slowly opens and closes his eyes and breathes heavily. After breathing for more than a dozen times, there is calm.
Li Chongjiu took a straw lantern stick and gently dialed a wick to make the room dim and brighter. After that, he picked up the four volumes of Lenga Sutra presented by Jue Yuan and skillfully watched it again on his knees.
Li Chongjiu, who closed the book, thought about it again for a while before he got up slowly from the wormwood mattress and moved his fists slightly to plunge his skirts into his belt.
Li Chongjiu walked out of the courtyard with stars all over his head, ancient and distant.
Lee Chong-jiu set up a door with a hand and a stick by the door when the wind roared, and then danced a set of stick techniques in the courtyard.
In fact, the health-keeping work taught by Jue Yuan is still Taoist authentic guidance, breathing and breathing combined with physical exercise, that is, the bear, the bird and the body stretch to keep healthy and strengthen the body
For example, China’s ancient health-preserving work is like Duan Jin, a five-animal play.
After dancing for half an hour, Li Chongjiu was sweating like mud and panting like an ox when he threw the stick and walked to the back of the house.
Behind the house is a small courtyard, a cylinder of copper casting and a large cylinder. The firewood on the head is burning very brightly, and the bottom is covered with a thick layer of charcoal.
This cauldron was a cauldron for hundreds of monks in the temple to cook, but it was borrowed by him at this time.
Go to the front of the vat, and the hot water in the vat will roll. Li Chongjiu will scoop all the hot water in the vat into the tall wooden bucket of half the people.
This big barrel is a daily bath for monks, and Li Chongjiu borrowed it to wash it dry early. This barrel is steaming and steaming, and Li Chongjiu is sweating all over.
Li Chongjiu quickly threw more than a dozen Chinese herbal medicines into the barrel, but after a while, the barrel began to smell a strange medicine and the water color became red.
"I don’t know if the body-building method described in the Master Yuan Jing really exists?"
The water temperature in the bucket was boiling, which made Li Chongjiu mutter something.
At this time, although it is winter, it is still cold in spring and mountains, so Li Chongjiu dare not wait for the water to get warmer. After pulling out his underwear, the whole person hesitated slightly and jumped into the cylinder.
The water splashed slightly, and Li Chongjiu opened his mouth to pour. This rolled fruit is really hot. If he was not worried about disturbing all sides in the dead of night, Li Chongjiu would have yelled.
Even so, he repeatedly drank low and tried to resist the heat of boiling water mixed with herbs when he felt burned all over.
Li Chongjiu would have escaped from the bucket if it hadn’t been said that the hotter the water was, the easier it would be to take effect.
This medicinal material is all bought by Li Chongjiu from Trustee Mountain as described in the Jue Yuan Classic. It’s all precious. He only got a dose with his fortune, but it takes 991 times to soak it as described in Jue Yuan.
As the saying goes, this martial arts training is really not a cold brother, but this time, the money for medicinal materials is enough for five families in the county to live comfortably for a year.
Li Chongjiu’s breathing in front of Jue Yuan Middle School is a righteous dance, and the stick is divergent. After the blood circulation of the human body reaches a peak, the spirit and body are in an optimal state, and finally they are soaked in this medicinal bath, so that they can be absorbed to the maximum extent and have the effect of strengthening muscles and bones and increasing qi and blood.
Li, who had soaked in wooden barrels, tried to get up several times, but at last he couldn’t help it. This expensive medicinal material was finally put up with it.
Insist that the soup is getting colder when there is half a column of incense, but Li Chongjiu is getting more and more difficult. The reason is that the medicinal power begins to take effect, and it seems that something can’t keep getting into the skin of the limbs.
After a long time, the breeze Xu Lai Li Chongjiu suddenly woke up, and the soup was warm and the medicine was gone, but the barrel water was lost by a third.
The medicine soup has floated from the forehead to his chest.
There is a thick layer of residue floating on the surface of the soup. When Li Chongjiu looks at it, he sees that the skin on his shoulders and arms is faintly ruddy, but it is not flushed by boiling water.
Although I don’t feel much pain relief, Li Chongjiu’s body pain and fatigue are already weak, and many skin are as red as newborn babies.
Li Chongjiu’s heart is happy, and this decoction is very effective indeed.
When Li Chongjiu sits cross-legged and relaxes the medicine bucket, he doesn’t dare to fall asleep. Instead, he is taught special techniques to pat and massage himself. He needs to take care of every part of his body, so as to disperse qi and blood and prevent blood circulation from slowing down.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ringing in the courtyard
Li Chongjiu slowly woke up when the quiet and distant clock came.
The morning bell and the evening drum are another day, and the temple is closed. Shami monks and nuns are marching together to the main hall for morning classes.
After soaking in the wooden bucket for a night, Li Chongjiu woke up from the bucket, and the water was already cold. Li Chongjiu looked down and saw that there were more than half a bucket of soup left in this bucket, and the color changed from dark red to light. A touch of dregs in his lips was already delicious.
Li Chongjiu got up from the bucket and immediately rushed to the toilet outside the house. After a while, Li Chongjiu finished go to the lavatory and the whole person felt refreshed.
One in and one out is already a big cycle.
Breathing the morning breeze in the temple, Li Chongjiu walked with a step, feeling as if he were half lighter. He walked with no strength, and he could walk far away with one step. There was a limit of energy in his limbs, as if he could jump high with one jump.
Suddenly, I felt hungry when Li Chongjiu hurried to Zhaitang.
The temple incense kitchen monk fireman is busy preparing breakfast for the temple monks.
Li Chongjiu saw that the porridge was still in the pot, but he couldn’t wait to see a big steamed cake full of glistening in Kuang Luo (note 1)
When Li Chongjiu grabbed a big steamed cake in one hand and put it in the mouth, he chewed it aside and watched Li Chongjiu, a monk who supervised the kitchen. He couldn’t help but smile and shook his head.
If he were a monk, he would definitely reprimand him, but Li Chongjiu is a great benefactor of Shaolin Temple and even the abbot is generous to him, not to mention other monks.
So the supervisor chef saw that Li Chongjiu’s move also smiled and shook his head, but then his expression turned into consternation.
