When Breath Becomes Air Novels & Stories

A vast, cavernous space that she could feel but not see, and in the center of the space, something was breathing. She could hear it. A slow, rhythmic sound, like the tide, like a heartbeat, like the turning of the earth. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. And with each breath, the dark became a little less dark, until she could see the outline of what was before her.

The earth under him gave a light tremor as a column of air runs down his body to his sword. "Way of air!" A force of the wind picks up and hits him on the back. "Fifth wind!" He closes his eyes and opens up his lungs taking in all the air around him causing his chest to pump up with air. He lets the air flow into his veins and muscles, his heart rate sped up drastically. Now for the final move... "Air...knot!" He exhales and lets his hand fly in the air. What in hell? Eithne yelled at herself.

"Sharp or thuddy?" He shook his head. "I don't know. Either. Both." At the bottom of my vision, I saw his hands clenching and relaxing almost convulsively. "Take a deep breath." He sucked air in through his nose so fast it whistled slightly. "Let it out." His breath bathed my face and neck. "Again." He followed my directions as if he were blind and I was his visual aid. "Out." He nodded, pushed the air out.

Even though only several seconds had passed, she could already see the flaws of Ye Zhihao’s cultivation. As she said mentioned earlier, breathing in itself was a form of cultivation, and from what she could see, this so-called Basic Meditation Technique was nothing more but an enhanced version of breathing, where a person takes in turbid air through their nose, isolates a miniscule amount of qi contained in it and uses it to refine the body before releasing the air through their mouth. It was only slightly better than a human’s inborn ability to breathe, but it was basically the tackiest most inefficient technique she had ever seen.

“That which fills my lungs and penetrates my marrow. Inhabit me and sustain me. Activate Breath: Shuttling Through Space.” *Whoosh*

His sharp jaw was set, but his eyes were soft and steady. "Good," Ethan said. "Now, do exactly what I do. Breathe in through your nose. Take a deep breath. Count to three." He took a slow, deep breath. His chest rose. I tried to copy him. I sucked in air through my nose. It felt sharp and cold, but it went in. "One, two, three," Ethan counted out loud. "Now, blow the air out through your mouth. Slowly. Like you are blowing out a candle."

“Feel the air going in your nose, down your windpipe, and feel your lungs expanding. Don’t think about anything other than the next step of the next breath.” A tear was falling from her eye. Jax pressed his thumb against her cheek, wiping it away. “One breath,” he said. Jax watched as Lola breathed in shakily through her nose. The panic hadn’t settled. Her eyes squeezed shut. “No, no, look at me. Open your eyes.” He nodded and breathed with her. “One breath,” he repeated. Lola breathed in. She felt her lungs expanding, and then she breathed out through her mouth. The air fanned Jax’s cheek. He closed his eyes for a second. The feeling touched his nerves, engulfing his senses and bringing him

« Your explanation cramps my conversation with you; you should take a formation in teaching. There are two possibilities here, you are joking, or you are trying to joke because I don’t see any other alternative. » « Hahahaha, you are funny. Alright, I don’t want to make you worse, first, try to control your breathing style. Breathe until you don’t have any place for the air then exhale everything. Do it while training, because I want you to be more endurant in a battle, you have great abilities for a human, you are like an unpolished gem that I am trying to work on. » « I knew it, you were joking. So all I need to do is to breathe correctly, right ? »

He tried to speak but water rushed down his throat, choking him. The siren swam up to him and kissed him deeply. [Breathe]...,she whispered in his head. Xavier took a deep breathe and water flowed into his lungs easily. He didn't choke this time, instead the water felt like cool air in his lungs and throat. [What is the meaning of this?],he asked her with his mind.

“I am breathing.” “Not like that.” I open one eye. “There are different ways to breathe now?” “Yes.” I close it again with a muttered, “Of course there are.” Kade’s voice lowers. “Slow it down. In through your nose. Out through your mouth.” I do it. At first, it feels pointless. Then… something shifts. The pounding of my heart starts to steady. The ache in my muscles doesn’t disappear, but it dulls at the edges. “Now,” Kade says, “listen.”