Happy Little Farmer-Chapter 652

In the courtyard, Mr. Huang, who had risen even earlier than Yang Fan, was exercising his body. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Despite being nearly sixty, Mr. Huang’s muscles and bones were extremely supple, and his movements were powerful and controlled with ease.

"Boy, come here!"

Mr. Huang finished his practice and waved Yang Fan over.

Yang Fan walked up and asked, "Mr. Huang, what boxing are you practicing? It looks pretty fierce. I feel like I’d be half-dead if you hit me with one of those punches."

Mr. Huang’s eyes widened, "Don’t give me that Yin Yang talk, youngster. This isn’t some harmful boxing; it’s a Qi Cultivation Technique for bolstering the body, promoting health and longevity. Before you study Traditional Chinese Medicine, you must first practice Qi. It’s not about achieving any level of cultivation; it’s about preventing disease from affecting you."

"Mr. Huang, what do you mean by that?" Yang Fan asked, puzzled.

He had met many doctors, but this was the first time he had heard such a claim.

Huang Baoming said, "You’re bringing up something that’s really put me in a tough spot. This is a tradition handed down from the past. People used to believe that if you were to cure someone with acupuncture, part of the diseased energy from the patient would transfer to you. It might not show immediately, but over time, as it accumulates year by year, it can shorten your life."

"I know many doctors who are skilled, and many who have died of illness, but whether it’s for this reason, I can’t be certain. However, before starting to learn Traditional Chinese Medicine, my master made it a requirement for me to lay a solid foundation in Qi Cultivation, and as far as I can tell, I’m still reasonably healthy."

"However, there’s an important premise to this issue: it concerns acupuncture specifically. Using other methods like moxibustion, Bian Stone therapy, and prescriptions doesn’t matter. But in today’s world, very few can truly be called skilled at acupuncture, and that includes myself."

Yang Fan really learned something new this time.

It turns out there is so much to Traditional Chinese Medicine, and it’s directly related to Qi Cultivation.

This was something Yang Fan had never heard of before.

"Mr. Huang, if you consider your acupuncture not up to par, there can’t be many who really are," Yang Fan remarked.

After all, in Xin’an, Mr. Huang is undoubtedly the best in his mind.

Without a doubt, undeniably the best.

Every patient who has visited here hardly ever goes to anyone else for treatment after, which is the living proof.

Huang Baoming shook his head, "There’s always someone better out there. I may not be the best, but ranking in the upper tiers should still be attainable, and it’s not a disgrace for you to learn medicine from me."

"Mr. Huang, it’s no fun when you put it that way. How could someone as respected as you be a Yin Yang person!" Yang Fan said with a laugh, "What I can’t understand is why acupuncture would be susceptible to diseased energy, while other forms of treatment are not an issue."

Mr. Huang shook his head, "I don’t know either, because I’ve been practicing Qi from a young age, I’ve never encountered the situations mentioned in those old rumors, so I can’t prove the truth of that theory."

"But I can offer you my guess: the silver needle interacts with the patient’s meridians and blood vessels, where the disease is hidden, and one end of the silver needle is in your hands."

Yang Fan nodded, "So you mean, Mr. Huang, that the diseased Qi could invade a doctor’s body through the silver needle?"

"It’s a possibility, but just my speculation, with no concrete evidence," Huang Baoming said, "Just take it as a general knowledge. This theory, like the Thirteen Ghost Needles, is just an old tale. Qi Cultivation itself is a great way to strengthen the body, so it’s beneficial for you to practice it in your spare time."

"I’m quite traditional; I teach you exactly as my master taught me, only adding my own experience and insights in medical practice. Let’s start with the Eight Section Brocade, follow me, breathe in the energy of the sun, and begin by feeling that vital breath."

Yang Fan felt that this somehow integrated with what he had learned from Mr. Fan.

He followed Mr. Huang’s stance and asked, "Mr. Huang, where should I feel the energy?"

"Take a deep breath, exhale completely, then another deep breath, hold it, forget your eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and use your mind to feel the existence of that energy, starting from your chest," Mr. Huang personally demonstrated while instructing Yang Fan.

Yang Fan mimicked him and followed Mr. Huang’s guidance to do it once.

As a result, he instantly stirred the Inner Qi within his Dantian.

The Inner Qi surging in his chest gave him an explosive feeling, as if it was about to burst at any moment, which scared Yang Fan enough to hastily stop, "Mr. Huang, I already have Inner Qi. Will practicing this cause any conflict?"

He had to tell the truth.

Otherwise, he worried that continuing the practice might ruin him.

Huang Baoming looked at Yang Fan in shock, "You’ve also cultivated Inner Qi? How did you practice it?"

Yang Fan nodded, "I’ve started with the Contemplation Heavenly Eye Technique."

"Good lad, I said you were suited for studying Traditional Chinese Medicine, look at you, even getting the basics down," Huang Baoming was somewhat excited, "Having cultivated Inner Qi is even better. Just continue with that method to visualize your own body’s internal organs."

"The path you’re learning is visualization of techniques, while Traditional Chinese Medicine visualizes one’s own internal organs. This is an inside-out Yin Yang relationship, mutually complementing each other. If your organs are strong, the techniques will naturally strengthen as well. Using Inner Qi for visualization will evoke a stronger energy response, which is more intense, but that’s normal and you don’t need to worry about it."

"With this explosive feeling, it won’t actually explode, will it?" Yang Fan still asked with some concern.

Huang Baoming started laughing, "That explosive, warm sensation is precisely what you’re cultivating. Don’t worry, practice boldly. When you utilize Inner Qi, remember not to relax after the first breath. Then, at the very limit, take another breath; I want to see how many times you can do this."

Once Yang Fan was assured it was safe, he continued with confidence.

Deep inhale, thorough exhale, another inhale, holding the breath, introspecting himself, and visualizing his right chest with his mind.

The bundle of Inner Qi in his Dantian responded instantly, spreading to his right chest, the explosive feeling erupting in an instant.

Yang Fan endured the intense heat and burst of energy until he reached a certain point, and then he took another deep breath.

This was a difficult thing to do.

Fortunately, Yang Fan had a reasonable foundation and succeeded on his first attempt.

The second breath, the third breath... the seventh, the eighth...

Yang Fan was completely engulfed in that profound state, and as he continued to breathe, he felt as though he could see his lungs clearly, almost able to make out each and every pattern.

Yang Fan couldn’t tell if this was a true vision or just visualization.

In any case, it was very clear...

Meanwhile, Huang Baoming’s expression was as if he’d seen a ghost.

"Is this damn thing showing off to me?"