Chapter 11

"Pay attention to your breathing rhythm!!"

In the early morning on Taoshan Mountain, Jigoro Kuwashima's shout startled all the birds and beasts in the forest.

"Yes!"

Ji Qingfeng agreed, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

‘They said to pay attention to the rhythm of breathing, but what is the rhythm? How can I understand it just by saying it?

Three long and two short? Three short and one long?

Do I need to guide the oxygen entering my body? And how do I guide it?

No, it's too difficult. I don't understand it at all.

It has been half a month since Ji Qingfeng came to Taoshan, but he still hasn't made any progress in the breathing method. Every time he practices, he gets dizzy.

""Hiss~ Huh~"

Ji Qingfeng closed his eyes, frowned and began to think.

Why didn't the swordsmen in the anime take a deep breath when he tried to imitate them? Did he do something wrong? Or was there something he didn't notice?

Qi? Or some kind of energy?

Ji Qingfeng calmed down and breathed slowly, carefully feeling the difference in the air he inhaled.

""No!!"

Ji Qing was hit hard in the abdomen and almost vomited his breakfast.

"You need to retain the oxygen you breathe into your body and integrate it into your blood."

Kuangdao Jigoro stared at Ji Qingfeng with a stern face, then sighed imperceptibly and shook his head.

Maybe I was a little too hasty. He has only started practicing for half a month. How could he master the breath of thunder so easily?

Kuangdao Jigoro was still somewhat disappointed.

"Today's breathing exercise ends here. Now start running, up and down the mountain ten times. If you don't finish before noon, you won't have lunch."

After saying this, Kuwajima Jigoro looked at Agatsuma Zenitsu who seemed to be gloating."The same goes for you"

"Eh? Eh~! ? Grandpa, don’t do it!!" The smile on Agatsuma Zenitsu’s face disappeared immediately after hearing this, and he slid down to his knees in front of Kuwajima Jigoro, wailing non-stop.

"Cry? Crying also counts as time!!"

Agatsuma Zenitsu stopped crying after hearing this, stood up aggrieved, and kept muttering"I want to die, I want to die, I want to die"

"Yes, Master!" Ji Qingfeng had no objection to Sangdao Jigoro's arrangement. He stretched his body a little and ran down the mountain.

"Brother Qingfeng, wait for me!!"

Seeing that Ji Qingfeng had already started running, Agatsuma Zenitsu chased after Ji Qingfeng with tears in his eyes.

Momoyama was not full of traps and miasma like the Sagariyama in the anime. After all, not everyone has the abnormal sense of smell of Tanjiro and Urokodaki Sakonji.

However, without those traps, the intensity of the training was much higher than that required by Urokodaki Sakonji in the anime.

"Brother Qingfeng, wait for me~"

Hearing the miserable wail of my wife Zenitsu behind him, Ji Qingfeng slowed down his pace helplessly.

"Zenitsu, how did you train before I came? This training volume is not too much, right?"

"It is better to work harder during training than to be killed by demons during battle."

Ji Qingfeng's words stopped my wife Zenitsu from wailing. She was silent for a long time before speaking."But, but I don't want to be a swordsman, I don't want to train, and I don't want to kill demons, but my grandfather insisted that I inherit the breathing method."

"I was afraid of my grandfather's punishment, so I had to train hard."

"Alas." Ji Qingfeng sighed when he heard this. Before Inadama Gyoku became a ghost and caused Kuwajima Jigoro to commit seppuku to apologize, he was afraid that nothing he said could change Zenitsu Agatsuma's mind.

Shaking his head, Ji Qingfeng stopped thinking about these things. If he was poor, he would take care of himself. If he was rich, he would have many wives and concubines. No, he would conquer the world.

Now he is not strong enough and has no energy to worry about others. If he has that time, he might as well think about how to learn the breathing method as soon as possible.

Assuming that it is not just inhaling oxygen but there is a special energy in oxygen, how can we discover and use this energy?

"Hiss~whoosh~hiss~whoosh~"

"cough"

"Ahem, how can I adjust my breathing rhythm when I can’t breathe?"Ji Qingfeng had heard before that people’s breathing is done subconsciously and is fully automatic.

When you deliberately want to control your breathing, breathing, which is something you are born with, turns from subconscious to active, and suddenly you forget how to breathe.

I guess that’s what happened to me just now. Is this breathing method really scientific? This is too difficult. Are those senior time travelers who created their own breathing method really not lying?

Are they all evildoers?

Ji Qingfeng is now feeling overwhelmed.

"Try again, try again."

Agatsuma Zenitsu, who was following Ji Qingfeng, didn't want to run anymore, but just when he had this thought, Ji Qingfeng coughed twice, which scared him and made him cheer up and keep running.

When he wanted to give up again, Ji Qingfeng suddenly coughed twice again.

Brother Qingfeng is so scary, I'm so tired, I can't run anymore.

Cough cough.

Brother Qingfeng, can you please stop coughing, I'm scared.

The morning passed quickly, and the two of them ran in this subtle atmosphere until the afternoon when the sun was about to set before they completed the task assigned by Kuwashima Jigoro, and of course they had no lunch.

After a day of exploration, Ji Qingfeng did not gain anything in breathing method, but at least he made no progress.

After dinner, Ji Qingfeng lay on the open space outside the house and looked at the moon in the sky.

"Brother Qingfeng?"

"Ahahaha, you are looking at the moon too. The moon is so round today, hahahaha."

Agatsuma Zenitsu originally wanted to escape in the night. Today's training was really tiring for him. He never expected to see Ji Qingfeng lying there as soon as he went out.

Why run? He could only look for topics with a bitter face.

""Hmm."

Ji Qingfeng said lightly, and continued to think about the breathing method.

"Brother Qingfeng doesn't like Senior Brother Xiaoyue?"

Azuma Zenitsu was relieved to see that Ji Qingfeng didn't notice that he was going to run away. After thinking for a while, he asked.

Ji Qingfeng didn't want to answer this question. How could anyone like Daoyu Xiaoyue?

"Senior Brother Xiaoyue is very strong, but he just doesn't like me that much"

"But Brother Qingfeng, you should be able to get along well with Senior Brother Xiyue, right? You two both have the goal of becoming stronger. Agatsuma

Zenitsu actually didn't want to make Grandpa angry or disappoint him, but there was nothing he could do. He was really weak, and he would definitely die if he joined the Demon Slayer Corps.

""Has Inayu Shigaku already learned the Breath of Thunder?" Ji Qingfeng was a little curious about this. If he had the chance, he would still like to kill Inayu Shigaku before he betrayed the Demon Slayer Corps. Kuwajima Jigoro was still good to him, and if he could help him avoid the fate of committing seppuku to apologize, Ji Qingfeng still wanted to avoid it as much as possible.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyue has already mastered the second to sixth forms of Thunder Breathing, but for some reason, he cannot learn the first form."