Watch the frost and dew in the morning sun, watch the pines in the sun, hear the clear spring in the night, and listen to the ringing of insects in the moon. There is no shortcut to practicing calligraphy. Watch the sun, moon and stars, hear the sounds of the world, internalize it in the body, come from the heart, blend it into the pen, and fall on paper. This is what my grandfather often said during his lifetime. The words are like everyone and his words, which are touched by the vastness of all things and the difficulties of life. Only those who have a soul can have a soul, and only those who can express the soul of the human beings can reflect the soul.

Lu Shanmin closed his eyes slightly and calmed down.

The crystal clearness of the frost and dew, the tallness of the pines, the tinkling of the clear spring, and the melodious sound of the insects.

Open your eyes, your eyes are as clear as a spring, and your expression is calm.

Hold the pen, dip ink, flowing clouds and water, and putting the pen like smoke.

"Every step, one ring, one scene, one play, one road, one sky."

Every word, the pen and ink are horizontal, and it is as sharp as a dragon.

A trace of arc appeared on the corner of Lu Shanmin's mouth. Looking at the words written, he nodded with satisfaction. The spirit of grandfather's words that he often said was finally seen on this words.

When a painter paints pine trees, he will never find the same pine tree, because the pine trees he paints are drawn after observing thousands of pine trees and drawing the pine tree in his heart.

The same is true for words. It is inconvenient to see the various aspects of life. It is difficult to enter the classroom after practicing copybooks for thousands of years. The so-called art originates from reality and is higher than reality, which is the truth.

The so-called truth is also this truth. I read the three simple sentences in the mountains for twenty years but couldn't understand them. It was only in the East China Sea that I finally understood this truth.

This is the reason for practicing calligraphy, practicing boxing, practicing mind, and one method to understand all methods.

After completing the compulsory courses every day, Lu Shanmin changed into a simple and clean dress and walked out of the house.

Jingkong Temple is approaching, and pilgrims are endless.

When worshiping gods and Buddhas, everyone respects them and seeks wealth, honor and peace.

Yangkong clasped his hands together and showed a compassionate smile.

"Amitabha, donor Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much."

Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "Don't monks tell lies"?

Yangkong smiled and said, "Donor Lu blamed me for being a mistake. Mr. Zeng has been planning ahead for a long time. I really didn't know about Jiang Yan before."

"Master Yangkong misunderstood. It doesn't matter whether he is a chess piece or not. My original purpose was to help Yaqian, but the result was good enough."

"Donor Lu is open-minded and I admire him."

Lu Shanmin smiled faintly and asked, "Old Master Zeng is good at planning. If my chess piece doesn't work, there should be a second move."

Yangkong looked calm, "The Zeng family's background is not comparable to that of the Meng family. The man-made thing like the poor monk is the last one. If the donor Lu does not play the due role, I should carry the sword and fight bravely to kill the enemy."

Lu Shanmin frowned, "You really killed someone"?

Yangkong showed a compassionate smile on his face, "Vajra's eyes were filled with corpses, and he killed all night Xiaodu and became a Buddha."

Lu Shanmin said oh and said lightly: "You are really a fake monk!"

"It's a mistake for the donor Lu. Today's monks drive Mercedes-Benz with golden beads. There are many wives and concubines on the mountain. Even the mobile phones they use are the latest models in the world. How many such monks are there? Compared to them, I am a real monk."

Lu Shanmin breathed a sigh of relief. The Zeng family's background was indeed not as simple as it appears. With these people, he no longer had to worry about Yaqian.

Yangkong raised his eyelids and said, "Seeing that the donor was relieved, I don't know if he had let go of something or for another reason?"

Lu Shanmin smiled, "You are a lobbyist for Uncle Zeng!"

"I don't lie. Although the Zeng family is not as powerful as the Ye family, its foundation is not necessarily worse than the Ye family. Moreover, the Zeng family has accumulated strength and made great progress. The eldest lady is a talented person. The Zeng family will sooner or later fall into the hands of the eldest lady, which is actually equivalent to falling into your hands. On the contrary, the Ye family is just relying on the power of the parents' family and will not last long. Although the old man of the Zhu family is a big shot in Tianjin, on the one hand, it is beyond reach. More importantly, he is over 80 years old and has a huge momentum in one day. If he is not here, he will be in a tea and tea. Although the eldest lady of the Ye family is extremely smart, he has no intention of mundane affairs and will never be a strong helper for you. I wonder if Mr. Lu has thought about it. The reason why Mr. Zeng did this is actually helping you, help you grow, and help you integrate into the Zeng family."

After hearing Yangkong's words, Lu Shanmin was a little amused and crying.

"Master Yangkong, you said you are a real monk. I think you are so fake that you can't be fake anymore. Your mind is full of worldly interests."

Yangkong smiled, "The young lady looks forward to being depressed every day. Although I am a monk, I can see that she is waiting for you."

Lu Shanmin lowered his head and said nothing.

After a while, he said lightly: "Master Yangkong tells me that I have to leave the East China Sea if I have something to do, so I won't say goodbye in person."

Yangkong was shocked, "Donor Lu, you are sorry for the affection of the young lady when you do this!"

Lu Shanmin did not answer positively, "Master Yangkong, there are so many pilgrims, please be busy with yours, I'll visit Master Jingku." As he said that, he raised his foot and walked towards the inner hall.

Monk Yangkong sang 'Amitabha': "Donor Lu, Fang Yuanshan said that you understand the internal martial arts. Is there any inconvenient hidden secret that the donor has indescribable?"

Lu Shanmin stopped, "How did he know?"

"Fang Yuanshan said you used internal energy in the Sanda ring final last year."

"Donor Lu, no matter what kind of secret you have, it should not be a reason to abandon the young lady."

Lu Shanmin did not answer and walked towards the Zen room without looking back.

He walked to the door of Master Jingku's Zen Room and knocked on the door. "Come in". An old voice sounded inside.

Pushing the door and entering, Jing Ku nodded to Lu Shanmin with satisfaction, "Please sit down."

Lu Shanmin sat cross-legged, "Master"!

"Zuoqiu told you, right?"

"I probably talked a little."

Jing smiled bitterly, "When will the revenge be repaid? I thought I would have lived in Jingkong Temple but this life, but I didn't expect that I would wait for you."

"Who am I? Where am I from? Where will I go? I have to figure it out."

"The vast universe is so small that people are. If you come naked, you will eventually leave naked. Why should you be obsessed with it?"

Lu Shanmin shook his head, "Since I am the universe, the three thousand worlds are all in my heart, and people are not small."

Jing smiled bitterly, "Have you ever thought about the price you paid?"

"Eating grain requires labor, eating meat requires killing. There is nothing in this world that can be obtained without paying a price."

"Twenty years have passed, and the dead are old and the old are scattered, and only a few old, weak, sick and disabled are left."

"A spark can start a prairie fire, but my dad could start from scratch back then, so why didn't I do that?"

Jing Ku laughed, "It turns out that the tiger father has no dog and son. You have such determination, and King Kong has not seen you wrong."

"Master, you and Lao Huang"?

"Vajra, the Dharma name Jingguang, is my junior brother."

"Your junior brother"? Lu Shanmin looked at Jingkuo's withered and thin body in surprise.

Jingku continued: "As long as external martial arts are talented enough, the practice speed is much faster than internal martial arts. Anyway, there are pros and cons, excessive development of physical potential will also leave irreversible hidden dangers on the body. If external martial arts practitioners enter the middle stage of moving mountain realm, the density of the body's muscles will reach an incredible level, and the further practice will cause greater harm to the body. As long as they are over fifty years old, this hidden danger will gradually be revealed, with mild muscle pain throughout the body and severe muscle pain deep into the bone marrow. If they do not break through the moving mountain realm and enter the legendary Vajra realm, they will eventually suffer from pain," said the author.

"I can survive until now because I have given up the practice of external martial arts for the past twenty years and devoted myself to practicing Buddhism. Even so, every joint in my body will be painful when it is windy or rainy."

"That old Huang"?

"He is a family of martial arts families like me, and he also hid in the temple because of shelter, but I was a few years earlier than him. When he first entered the temple, he had reached the middle stage of moving mountain realm. At that time, he was only twenty years old. I was a martial arts fanatic and practiced Weituoquan since I was a child. After that, we practiced Weituoquan every day and made progress with each other. At the beginning, I was slightly better, and a year later I tied with me. When three years passed, when he returned to secular life, I was no longer his opponent. He was a genius who practiced external martial arts, and his body was far more capable than me. In addition, he had been studying pharmacology for decades and assisted by drugs, so he could still maintain his peak at this age. However, the last time I saw him with thick joints and blue face, I probably worked very hard."

Lu Shanmin frowned, "In today's era, is there any usefulness in the realm of martial arts practice?"

Jing smiled bitterly, "Depending on where to use it. If the two armies are confronting each other, even if the ancestor Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng are alive, they will die in the face of dense bullets, let alone weapons such as artillery missiles. However, in peacetime, a top expert can protect the family's safety within and shock all enemies outside."

Lu Shanmin asked in confusion: "Is it so exaggerated?"

Jing smiled bitterly, "It's not exaggeration. Whether it's external or internal martial arts, once you enter the late stage of the mountain realm or the Yijing realm, the corresponding body's strength and perception ability are enough to block or avoid the shooting of ordinary bullets. Think about it, in the city, without cannons or missiles, you can't be afraid of pistols, and you're already a transcendent existence. It's too easy for such a person to kill someone without knowing it. For example, Lao Huang, four or five pistol bullets cannot eliminate his combat ability. As for Daoyi, with his body and perception ability, as long as he doesn't enter the Jedi without any cover, he can't even touch his clothes."

Lu Shanmin opened his mouth wide in surprise, "So amazing"?

Jing smiled bitterly and said, "The middle stage of external martial arts moving mountain realm is a hurdle, and the middle stage of internal martial arts moving in the marrow realm is a hurdle. Once you enter the late stage, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are superhuman."

"So in the secular world, if a family has such a master in charge, no one dares to attack him easily."

"But don't think that having such a master can do whatever he wants. On the one hand, there are very few masters who can reach this level. Take Donghai for example. There are only two people in the late stage of the internal martial arts realm, and one person in the late stage of the external martial arts realm. On the other hand, these masters are stared at by masters of the same level and will not take action easily, but will only serve as a deterrent effect. Even if you take action, you will not really fight life and death."

"What the master is talking about is Mr. Kan of the Gongrong Chamber of Commerce and Sheng Tian of the Hai family."

Jing Ku nodded, "There is also a master in the late stage of the external martial arts realm in the Ye family, and the Ye family also has a person in the peak of the internal martial arts realm in the middle stage of the Yijing realm."

"When you are outside, Huang King Kong and Daoyi should stare at the enemy's masters of the same level. With your relationship with each family in the East China Sea, as long as you are in the East China Sea, even if you are exposed, there will be no danger. But once you leave the East China Sea, your identity will be very dangerous after being exposed."

"In addition, the Vajra and Daoyi are old, especially the Vajra. If they cannot break through to the legendary Vajra realm, they may not be able to survive for a few years."

"So you have to grow up as soon as possible. Although the enemy's top masters are temporarily restrained by the two of them, you can't stop other masters now."

"Thank you for your advice"!
Chapter completed!