Chapter 223

"Mr. Meng, what's going on?" Secretary Lu asked, not quite understanding.

The old man then told Secretary Lu everything that happened after he was poisoned by food.

When he heard that it was Wu Qiusheng who pulled out the silver needles from the poisoned diners, which caused them to have adverse reactions and thus had an excuse to arrest Ye Xiao, Secretary Lu also hated such a ruthless person.

If it weren't for Ye Xiao's superb detoxification skills, Mr. Meng might have died at the hands of Wu Qiusheng.

"Wu Qiusheng, right! You acted very well!" Secretary Lu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wu Qiusheng, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

He was almost led into the ditch by Wu Qiusheng and became Wu Qiusheng's accomplice, which was unacceptable to him.

After hearing what Secretary Lu said, Wu Qiusheng really couldn't stand this time, and his legs softened and fell to the ground.

He thought that the people he had the needles pulled out were just ordinary people, but he didn't expect that the governor's father was among them. He thought he had done it perfectly, but he didn't expect that everything he did was under the eyes of others.

It's over. He can't keep his position in the Security Bureau now!

If the governor is furious, I'm afraid even his family will compromise. After all, the most abundant thing in a big family is people. They will never fall out with a frontier official because of him.

Secretary Lu took out his phone and called the director of the Lingzhou Security Bureau. Soon the director of the Security Bureau came in a hurry and took away Wu Qiusheng, who was already as pale as death.

Ye Xiao, the director of the Security Bureau, also apologized repeatedly, but Ye Xiao didn't care. He knew that all this was Wu Qiusheng's personal behavior and had nothing to do with the Security Bureau.

After Wu Qiusheng was taken away, Ye Xiao went to the next room and remedied the poisoned person just now, and cleared the toxins from the latter's body again.

After finishing all this, several people sat down in the private room again.

Meng Lao thanked Ye Xiao again: "Little brother, your medical skills really opened my eyes! I also have a few friends in the Hospital Authority. As a thank you, I will help you get your medical license!"

Ye Xiao said lightly: "Thank you, Meng Lao!"

It doesn't matter to him whether he has a medical license or not, because he doesn't rely on practicing medicine for a living, but he can't refuse the other party's kindness, and it's not bad to have one. If he meets someone like Wu Qiusheng again, the other party won't be able to hold him.

"Meng Lao, I don't understand one thing. I just saw you and another old man, but your physical fitness is better than that of young people. What's the reason?" Ye Xiao asked the question in his heart.

At first, he thought it might be because the two old men exercised frequently or practiced some kind of internal kung fu, but when he gave them acupuncture, he didn't see any signs of exercise or internal practice on them, which made him a little confused.

Elder Meng smiled, "Little brother, have you heard of the Taoist breathing technique?"

"My friend and I met a wandering Taoist thirty years ago. He taught us a set of breathing techniques. We are not talented, so we can only use it to strengthen our bodies."

Breathing techniques?

Ye Xiao couldn't help but think of the tiger and leopard thunder sound in martial arts. The old man in Qingyun Mountain once said that the tiger and leopard thunder sound was the breathing of tigers and leopards and other beasts observed by martial arts predecessors, and applied to martial arts practice. It is similar to the breathing technique that Taoists comprehend from observing the world.

However, the Taoist lineage has been declining since the Yuan Dynasty and has been scattered into dozens of branches. Now most of the breathing techniques in the Taoist sects are not authentic. This is also one of the regrets of the old man in Qingyun Mountain, who has not been able to see the real Taoist breathing technique.

"Elder Meng, are you willing to show me your breathing technique?" Ye Xiao said solemnly.

The breathing technique practiced by the old man can strengthen the body, and it may be from the orthodox Taoist sect.

At this time, Secretary Lu interrupted and said, "Mr. Ye, Mr. Meng has just recovered. Why don't you discuss it another day!"

However, Mr. Meng waved his hand, "Xiao Lu, I feel very good after being treated by the little brother, and I can save my life today, thanks to this little brother, you don't have to worry about me."

"Little brother, watch it!"

After saying that, Mr. Meng stood up, found a place and sat cross-legged.

Seeing this scene, Secretary Lu also smiled bitterly. The old man's personality is so casual. Even if he was in a high position, he would not let go of his status because of his status.

After the old man sat down, he naturally placed his hands on his legs, then closed his eyes, and there was no other movement, but his clothes fluttered with his breathing.

At this time, Shen Qianyi and Shen Luoyan's father in the roomThe woman also looked at the old man, but neither of them could see anything special.

Isn't this just like sitting down normally? What's so special about it?

However, Ye Xiao saw the difference. When the old man breathed in and out, air gushed out of his mouth and nose. He looked carefully and saw that the air in front of the old man was rippling like water waves.

This airflow was invisible and colorless, and it was very similar to the true qi that gushed out after a warrior cultivated to the power of transformation.

Ye Xiao closed his eyes, and he consciously excluded all the noise. The only sound in his ears was the old man's breathing.

This sound was like the gurgling of water, and like the wind and rain in the sky.

Everything was very natural, everything was so harmonious, as if this breath came from ancient times and had been like this for thousands of years.

At this moment, it seemed as if the old man was nature!

When he was in Qingyun Mountain, the old man asked Ye Xiao to practice Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound. He really caught a tiger and let Ye Xiao feel the tiger's breathing at close range. After listening for three days, Ye Xiao suddenly realized the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound.

Although the old man's breathing now does not have the fierce power of a tiger, it can moisten things silently. Doesn't this coincide with the use of the power of transformation?

This reminded Ye Xiao of the Shaolin Zen martial arts that the old man in Qingyun Mountain had mentioned. It is a martial art that combines Zen and martial arts. It can strengthen muscles and bones, activate blood circulation, and dredge meridians through meditation. It seems that the old man's breathing technique can also achieve such an effect!

Suddenly, Ye Xiao opened his eyes.

He bowed respectfully, "Mr. Meng, please teach me this breathing technique!"

Ye Xiao's words made several people in the room dumbfounded. They didn't know what the use of Ye Xiao learning such a seemingly ordinary breathing technique was?

At this time, the old man smiled and said, "Little brother, you and I are destined to be together. Since you are willing to learn, I will give you the notes of my experience in practicing breathing techniques over the years."

Ye Xiao's pursuit of the Tao reminded the old man of a scene thirty years ago. Didn't he also learn from the old Taoist in this way?

This is a reincarnation!

The old man was also very resolute in doing things. He immediately asked Secretary Lu to send someone to the old man's residence to get the experience of practicing and give it to Ye Xiao.

After the two exchanged some more, they finally left each other's contact information and left the restaurant.

Ye Xiao, who got the old man's breathing technique, couldn't wait to start practicing after returning to the villa. With the old man's guidance and Ye Xiao's extraordinary talent, he quickly got into the door.

When Ye Xiao's kung fu was practiced to this level, even the old man in Qingyun Mountain had nothing to teach him. In these years, his progress in kung fu was also based on observing the things around him, and learning from the moves of opponents from various schools and sects, and making inferences and improving.

Now this breathing technique is like a fusion agent for Ye Xiao, which can calm him down and integrate all those insights.

After a day and a night of practice, Ye Xiao felt that the breath in his Dantian became stronger.

If he was not hungry, he would really be reluctant to give up practicing.

Just when Ye Xiao had just finished breakfast and was about to practice again, Wu Yunxi's call disrupted his plan.

"Ye Xiao, I have a banquet today, please accompany me."