This breathing technique had a peculiar rhythm, sometimes heavy and sometimes faint, varying in speed, making it quite complex.
Although Chu Feng was very clever, he still couldn't adapt at first. A few times when his breathing was erratic, he coughed violently as if choking on water.
The golden calf opened its eyes, saw this scene, and started laughing uncontrollably.
"What are you laughing at!" Chu Feng glared at it, finally understanding Zhou Quan's feelings. Being ridiculed by a calf indeed made him want to punch it.
The morning glow was splendid, filled with vibrant essence. The golden calf sat there steadily, inhaling and exhaling the essence, with a fragrant white mist coming from its mouth and nose.
As it breathed, the pure mist entered and exited through its nostrils, blending with the morning glow, gathering the essence of the sun and moon.
It could be seen that during this special breathing, its body emitted colorful lights, looking like it was cast in gold, appearing extraordinary.
"Moo!"
With a low roar, a burst of white air shot out from its nostrils, exploding in the air like a muffled thunder, deafeningly loud and astonishing.
The sudden sound startled Chu Feng. If that white air hit someone, they would likely be knocked flying; whether their bodies would break apart was unknown.
"So powerful?!"
Chu Feng felt it was magical. Just one breath from the golden calf had such lethal power.
"Can I learn this breathing technique?" His eyes were burning with desire.
The golden calf looked smug, raising its head confidently and proudly.
Chu Feng instinctively sensed that this calf seemed extraordinarily proud of the breathing technique it mastered. He believed it must be something remarkable.
"This breathing technique has quite a background?" Chu Feng asked. It was just a calf, barely a meter tall, surely it didn't discover this on its own.
The golden calf suddenly became tense, looking extremely cautious.
Chu Feng was surprised. Was it even more mysterious than he imagined, hesitant even to talk about it?
"Can I learn from you?" he asked hopefully.
He had hidden worries, hoping to protect himself in the future.
Various regions were undergoing drastic changes, strange phenomena appeared, some humans mutated, gaining supernatural abilities, and no one could predict how things would develop.
It could be imagined that besides humans, other species might also be evolving, such as the giant vine hanging in the sky, pulling down satellites.
Danger would be everywhere in the future.
Moreover, in places like the Taihang Mountains, hundreds or thousands of majestic mountains mysteriously emerged, accompanied by fierce birds and monsters.
And these might only be the tip of the iceberg!
Therefore, Chu Feng felt an urgency. He wanted to protect himself, to survive in the ever-changing world. The golden calf was amazing, giving him hope.
The golden calf seemed conflicted, sitting cross-legged without moving, as if considering.
"You know, I've seen a strange little tree on Bronze Mountain, I can take you there later." Chu Feng smiled, tempting it, adding, "If I can survive."
"Moo!"
The golden calf seemed to have made a decision, letting out a low roar and nodding seriously.
Chu Feng was delighted, not expecting it to be so easy.
He truly feared the golden calf would be stubborn and ignore him.
The golden calf pointed its front hoof towards the sun, then indicated for Chu Feng to face east, towards the morning glow, starting the peculiar breathing technique.
Chu Feng learned quickly, mimicking the calf's breathing rhythm accurately, sometimes heavy, sometimes faint.
To ordinary people, this seemed perfect, imitating it very closely.
However, Chu Feng didn't feel comfortable, almost choking several times, feeling stifled and dizzy.
Clearly, something was wrong. The golden calf emitted comfortable snores while breathing, nearly falling asleep, emitting a fragrance.
A calf, simply breathing, naturally emitted a fragrance, truly strange.
Chu Feng frowned, stopping. He realized a serious issue: this breathing technique might be extraordinary but might not suit humans.
The golden calf sensed it, opening its eyes, looking puzzled, as if asking why he stopped.
ChuFeng was direct: "I'm worried whether humans can adapt to this breathing rhythm."
Unexpectedly, without hesitation, the golden calf nodded, giving him a definitive answer.
This surprised Chu Feng, who confirmed again, "Are you sure there's no problem? What kind of breathing technique is this, suitable for all races?"
The golden calf looked proud, mentioning this method, grinning widely and holding its head high, as if extremely confident, clearly thinking it was the best breathing technique in the world.
"A truly remarkable breathing technique?" Chu Feng wondered.
The golden calf sat cross-legged, lifting two front hooves, one pointing to the sky, one to the ground, making sounds continuously: "Moo, moo, moo..."
"Alright, alright, alright, I got it, you're the supreme being under heaven." Chu Feng hurriedly said, fearing it would moo out a Buddhist scripture.
He sat down, trying again, matching the golden calf's breathing rhythm, but still felt no effect, sensing nothing miraculous.
Chu Feng persisted, not giving up.
Despite the complexity and odd rhythm of this breathing technique, he memorized it meticulously, but saw no results.
Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded. The calf, concentrating on breathing, let out a deafening moo, seemingly containing some strange power.
At this moment, everything resonated.
A faint fragrance spread, a cloud of pure white mist enveloped them, rumbling continuously.
Chu Feng felt his ears buzzing, then his whole body resonating, hearing nothing but the breathing sound.
That was the golden calf's precise breathing rhythm.
Previously, he only copied the form, now he sensed the "essence".
Even, he heard the sound of blood flowing inside the golden calf, harmonizing with the breathing rhythm, creating extraordinary power together.
Chu Feng understood. He first learned the form, now grasped the "essence"!
The essence of the breathing technique was imparted by the golden calf in a unique way, considered a secret transmission. Without it, merely copying the form was useless.
The mooing, thunder, white mist, all revealed the essence, which he clearly perceived, receiving the inheritance.
Chu Feng opened his eyes, the white mist dissipating back into the golden calf. He nodded solemnly, expressing gratitude.
He began practicing this breathing technique calmly, noticing immediate effects, facing the rising sun, experiencing vigorous life essence.
In the early morning, he felt unprecedented relaxation, his body comfortable, pores open, warm currents flowing.
Gradually, Chu Feng remained motionless, fully engaged, golden morning light shining on him, his face glowing slightly golden.
The golden calf opened its mouth, somewhat surprised, staring at him for a long time.
When Chu Feng opened his eyes again, the sun had risen high. He felt full of energy, refreshed, even after only sleeping for two or three hours, feeling better than ever.
"Truly amazing!" Chu Feng exclaimed.
He felt incredibly comfortable, every move brimming with vitality, his body having a slight translucent luster, extremely energetic, full of endless strength.
He wanted to continue, finding it enjoyable.
But the golden calf stopped him, indicating enough.
"Just practice this breathing technique for a while each day?" Chu Feng was surprised.
The golden calf nodded.
This was unexpected for Chu Feng.
Next, Chu Feng cleaned his long-unused house, then went out for a big shopping trip.
Supermarkets were surprisingly empty. He visited several places, managing to buy some essentials, enough to last for a while.
Obviously, recent reports had caused panic, almost emptying major markets.
"Zhou Quan was right, we should give you a name, otherwise, how do I call you?" Chu Feng wanted to ask the golden calf's original name, but it only mooed incomprehensibly.
"Actually, the name 'Ox King' is pretty good," he suggested.
But upon mentioning it, the golden calf showed disdain, thinking the fat man was stupid, not wanting his random names.
Eventually, unable to decide, Chu Feng randomly mentioned a few names. Coincidentally, 'Yellow Ox' was well-received by the golden calf.
Chu Feng was stunned, opening his mouth to say something, but the golden calf decided on the name 'Yellow Ox'.
Chu Feng felt awkward, wondering what expression Zhou Quan would have when he learns that despite his efforts to name the golden calf 'Ox King,' it preferred 'Yellow Ox.'
"How about we change it?" Chu Feng tried to negotiate.
"Moo!" Yellow Ox glared, looking displeased.
Its golden fur was its pride. Chu Feng guessed there might be a reason, perhaps related to so-called golden bloodline, hence its preference for 'Yellow Ox.'
At noon, Chu Feng prepared fresh grass, pears, and apples for Yellow Ox, eating some simple food himself.
Then, he carefully took out a stone box, three inches high, square, ancient and unremarkable.
Yellow Ox saw the stone box, eyes showing interest, silently approaching.
showing interest, silently approaching.
"Don't touch, you absolutely cannot eat this!" Chu Feng warned.
Yellow Ox stared at the three seeds: one black, one flattened, one wrinkled, showing disdain.
"Don't underestimate them. Let me tell you, these aren't ordinary seeds," Chu Feng teased.
He knew the more mysterious he made it, the less attention Yellow Ox would pay, avoiding it from swallowing them all.
"Moo!"
Yellow Ox shook its head, laughing mockingly.
Chu Feng dug in the yard, saying, "Let me tell you, I plan to grow Xi Wangmu from the first seed, Nine Heavens Mystic Lady from the second, and I'll think about the third later."