Before the voice had even faded, Chen Mo felt a strange rhythm transmit from where their palms touched, resembling some sort of resonance. The muscles and tendons all over his body, starting from his left arm, involuntarily tightened and trembled along with it. This trembling rapidly spread to every limb and bone, as if twisting his entire person into a single rope. Even the bones throughout his body emitted a series of crisp cracking sounds amidst this bizarre and profound rhythm. "Withdraw your spirit and listen to my breath."
The Mountain Guarding Elder stopped speaking, and his breathing became deep and prolonged, sometimes short, sometimes long, fluctuating unpredictably. His cheeks puffed up like a golden toad inflating, billowing ceaselessly, and his abdomen rose slightly in tandem. In an instant, a series of crisp croaks seemed to ripple forth under the moonlight. Listening to those croaks, Chen Mo’s temples throbbed uncontrollably, and his muscles trembled in response. It was agonizing. It was torture. But when he tried to adjust his own breathing to match the Mountain Guarding Elder's rhythm, the pain of his twisting muscles gradually dissipated. It was as if he had turned passivity into activity; without needing the other party's guidance, every exhale and inhale triggered changes within his own body.
It was only when their breaths completely overlapped and the frequency of their muscle tremors synchronized that Chen Mo was surprised to find his body felt much warmer. The breath swallowed into his throat and tongue was initially cold, but after several cycles of breathing, it turned warm. Upon entering his abdomen, it actually seemed to transform into a Round Dan (a sphere of condensed energy), condensed and unscattering, radiating a stream of warmth that spread throughout his body, driving away the chill. "This Golden Toad Breathing Method (a breathing technique) is a technique for night cultivation. From now on, remember to come over and cultivate every night. If there is anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."
Hearing this, Chen Mo feigned an expression of ecstatic joy on his face, but a trace of coldness rose in the depths of his eyes. This old ghost didn't have good intentions either. If it were in the past, Chen Mo might have believed this man's nonsense, but fortunately, he had figured out many of the ins and outs during these days. Although this breathing method was precious, ultimately, it mobilized one's own Essence, Qi, and Spirit (the fundamental energies of the human body). For someone with absolutely no foundation, that was a life-threatening thing. Perhaps there would be no signs initially, but over time, what it consumed would be the vitality within the human body.