This breathing technique has a peculiar rhythm, sometimes heavy, sometimes weak, fluctuating in speed, and quite complex.
Although Chu Feng was very intelligent, he still found it hard to adapt at first. A few times, his exhalations and inhalations were uneven, and he felt as if he had been choked, leading to violent coughing.
The golden calf opened its eyes, saw this scene, and immediately started laughing uncontrollably.
"What are you laughing at!" Chu Feng glared at it, finally understanding how Zhou Quan felt. Being mocked by a calf indeed made him want to hit it.
The morning glow was brilliant, full of vibrant energy. The golden calf sat cross-legged, very steady, inhaling and exhaling the essence, with a fragrant white mist emanating from its mouth and nose.
As it breathed, the white mist entered and exited its mouth and nose, mixing with the morning glow, gathering the essence of the sun and moon.
It could be seen that during this special breathing, its body glowed with a lustrous light, as if cast from gold, becoming even more extraordinary.
With a low roar, the calf exhaled a stream of white mist, which exploded in the air like a thunderclap, deafening and astonishing.
The sudden sound startled Chu Feng. If that white mist had hit a person, they would likely have been knocked flying, and whether their body would be damaged was unknown.
Chu Feng found it quite miraculous. This was just a breath from the golden calf, yet it had such destructive power.
"Can I learn this breathing technique?" His eyes were fiery with desire.
The golden calf was extremely proud, holding its head high, exuding confidence and pride.
Chu Feng instinctively sensed that this calf seemed to have an unimaginable sense of pride in the breathing technique it mastered. He felt it must be something extraordinary.
"Does this breathing technique have a significant origin?" Chu Feng asked. It was just a calf, only a meter tall, and it couldn't have figured it out on its own.
The golden calf suddenly became nervous, looking extremely vigilant.
Chu Feng was surprised. Could it be even more mysterious than he imagined, to the point where it was hesitant to talk about it?
"Can I learn from you?" he asked hopefully.
He had a hidden worry and hoped to be able to protect himself in the future.
The world was undergoing drastic changes, with various anomalies appearing. Some humans were mutating, gaining supernatural abilities, and no one could predict what would happen.
It could be imagined that, besides humans, other species were also evolving, such as the giant vine that hung in the sky and pulled down a satellite.
In the future, danger would be everywhere.
Moreover, some famous mountains and rivers, like the deep Taishan Mountains, had mysteriously revealed hundreds of towering peaks, accompanied by fierce birds and strange beasts.
And these might just be the tip of the iceberg!
Therefore, Chu Feng felt a sense of urgency. He wanted to protect himself and survive in this ever-changing world. The golden calf was very mysterious, giving him hope.
The golden calf was somewhat conflicted, sitting cross-legged without moving, as if considering.
"I know you've seen the strange little tree on the Bronze Mountain. I can take you to find it in the future," Chu Feng smiled, trying to entice it, and added, "On the condition that I can survive."
The golden calf seemed to make a decision, letting out a low roar and nodding firmly.
Chu Feng was delighted, not expecting it to be so smooth.
He was afraid that the golden calf might have a so-called bull temper and ignore him.
The golden calf pointed to the sun with one front hoof and gestured for Chu Feng to face east, toward the morning glow, and begin the peculiar breathing technique.
Chu Feng learned quickly, as he always did. He imitated the calf's breathing rhythm, sometimes heavy, sometimes silent.
To the average person, this was already very accurate, a perfect imitation.
However, Chu Feng did not feel any comfort. Several times, he nearly choked himself, feeling a stifling sensation in his chest and a slight dizziness.
This was clearly abnormal because he saw the golden calf emit a comfortable snore with its breathing, almost falling asleep, and emitting a fragrant aroma.
Just a calf, but its body naturally emitted a fragrant aroma during breathing, which was truly strange.
Chu Feng frowned and stopped, realizing a serious problem. This breathing technique might be extraordinary, but it might not be suitable for humans.
The golden calf sensed this and opened its eyes, looking puzzled, as if asking why he had stopped.
Chu Feng was straightforward, saying, "I'm a bit worried. Can the human race adapt to this breathing rhythm?"
To his surprise, the golden calf didn't hesitate, nodding firmly, giving him a very definite answer.
This surprised Chu Feng, and he confirmed again, "Really no problem? What kind of breathing technique is this? Can other races also practice it?"
The golden calf looked proud, mentioning this technique with a grin and a high head, as if it was the best in the world.
"An extremely remarkable breathing technique?" Chu Feng was skeptical.
The golden calf sat cross-legged, raising its front hooves, one pointing to the sky and the other to the ground, and repeatedly mooed, "Moo, moo, moo..."
"Alright, alright, I get it. You are the only one supreme in heaven and earth," Chu Feng quickly said, afraid it would moo out a Buddhist scripture.
He sat down and tried again, matching the golden calf's breathing rhythm, but still felt no significant effect, no sense of wonder.
Chu Feng persisted, not giving up.
Despite the complexity and peculiar rhythm of the breathing technique, he memorized it, feeling no discrepancy, but it still didn't work.
Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded. The calf, focused on its breathing, let out a deafening moo, as if containing some strange power.
At that moment, everything here resonated.
A faint fragrance spread, and a clean white mist enveloped the area, rumbling continuously.
Chu Feng felt a buzzing in his ears, then his body seemed to resonate, and he could hear nothing else but a breathing sound.
It was the golden calf's breathing rhythm, precise to the extreme.
He had earlier imitated the form, but now he sensed the "spirit."
He even heard the sound of the golden calf's blood flowing, resonating with the breathing rhythm, creating extraordinary abilities.
Chu Feng understood. He had first learned the form and now grasped the "spirit"!
The "spirit" of the breathing technique was imparted to him by the golden calf through a very special method, a secret transmission. Otherwise, just the form would be useless.
The moo, the thunder, and the white mist appeared together, the spirit contained within, and he finally clearly perceived and inherited it.
Chu Feng opened his eyes, the white mist dispersed, returning to the golden calf's body. He nodded solemnly, expressing his gratitude.
He began to practice this breathing technique with peace of mind. Everything was different, and the effects were immediate. Facing the rising sun, he felt the vibrant life essence with his breathing.
In the early morning, he felt unprecedented relaxation, his whole body comfortable, all his pores opening, and a warm current flowing.
Gradually, Chu Feng remained still, fully immersed. The golden morning glow fell on his body, giving his face a faint golden glow.
The golden calf opened its mouth, slightly surprised, staring at him for a long time.
When Chu Feng opened his eyes again, the sun was already high. He felt full of energy, refreshed, and even after only a few hours of sleep, he felt better than ever.
"Truly amazing!" Chu Feng exclaimed.
He felt so comfortable that his movements were full of vigor. His body had a translucent glow, and he was extremely energetic, with boundless strength.
He wanted to continue because he found it enjoyable.
However, the golden calf stopped him, indicating that it was enough.
"Is it enough to practice this breathing technique for just a while each day?" Chu Feng was surprised.
This was quite unexpected for Chu Feng.
Next, Chu Feng cleaned the house, which he hadn't lived in for a long time, and then went out for a big shopping trip.
The supermarket was rather empty. He walked around several places, doing his best to buy some essential items to last for a while.
Clearly, the recent reports had caused panic, nearly emptying the large stores.
"Zhou Fatty is right. I should give you a name. Otherwise, how will I call you in daily life?" Chu Feng wanted to ask the golden calf its original name, but it only mooed a few times, incomprehensible.
"Actually, the name 'Bull Demon King' is quite good," he suggested.
However, as soon as he mentioned it, the golden calf showed a look of disdain, thinking the fatty was very foolish and not wanting a name he came up with.
In the end, Chu Feng casually mentioned a few names, and the golden calf particularly liked "Yellow Ox."
Chu Feng was taken aback, opened his mouth to say something, but the golden calf had already decided on this name.
Chu Feng's expression was strange. When he saw Zhou Quan next time, he wondered what the fatty's reaction would be. He had gone to great lengths to give the golden calf a powerful name—Bull Demon King—but it didn't want it, only choosing Yellow Ox.
"Should we change it?" Chu Feng negotiated with it.
"Moo!" Yellow Ox glared, somewhat displeased.
Its golden body was a source of pride, and Chu Feng guessed there might be some hidden reason. Perhaps it was of so-called golden lineage, which is why it liked the name Yellow Ox?
At noon, Chu Feng prepared some fresh grass, pears, and apples for Yellow Ox, and he also ate some food.
Then, he carefully took out a stone box, three inches high, square, and plain.
Yellow Ox saw the stone box and its eyes showed a strange expression, quietly moving closer.
"Don't move, you mustn't eat this!" Chu Feng warned.
Yellow Ox stared at the three seeds, one black, one flattened, and one wrinkled, and immediately showed a look of disdain, finding them very contemptible.
"Don't underestimate them. I'm telling you, these are not ordinary seeds," Chu Feng deliberately said mysteriously.
He knew that the more he said this, the less likely Yellow Ox would care. Otherwise, he was really afraid it would gobble them up.
Yellow Ox shook its head, grinning and laughing.
Chu Feng dug in the yard, saying, "I'm telling you, I plan to grow the Queen Mother of the West from the first seed, the Nine Heavens Mystic Lady from the second seed, and I'll think about the third one."