Previously, Cao Ci took his two newly-acquired disciples and entered the territory of Daduan Dynasty via the palm-printed ferry. During the process, they entered Yunzhuang County. When the ferry docked, Cao Ci got off the boat in advance and took them to explore the mountains and rivers on foot.

The Dou family is the god of this ancient county. The two senior sisters happened to be here now, so Cao Ci wanted to let the two apprentices get to know their elders. Because the old lady of the Dou family was going to celebrate his ninetieth birthday, Cao Ci calculated the time.

, I still had some spare time, so I thought of letting Ji Jie and Bai Yu slowly strengthen their bodies on this road. They were recognized on the ferry earlier, even if Cao Ci thanked the guests behind closed doors, not to mention knocking on the door, just

There was an endless stream of people walking in the corridor outside the door to "watch the excitement". Cao Ci was really annoyed. He himself didn't care, but the two disciples had been undecided for a long time. Within a few days, they and

As his master, he felt an unavoidable sense of alienation, and it was no longer the same state of mind as when we first met him.

When they first boarded the ship, they were simple-minded and lively. They practiced whatever Cao Ci taught them. Their fist intentions became more pure and agile, which was a good sign. After they roughly understood the weight of the name "Cao Ci", their fist intentions

Stagnation began to appear, and the same stance boxing move, learned and practiced again and again, became extremely heavy, as if every punch was carrying the weight of "Master Cao Ci".

The two children have become more and more silent and reserved. Now when they look at Master Cao Ci, their faces and eyes have changed.

Fear it like seeing a ghost. Respect it like meeting a god.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Cao Ci simply made it clear what he should have said only when he arrived in Daduan Capital. Since they had become a disciple, there were certain things they would have to know sooner or later, so Cao Ci neither deliberately exaggerated nor wanted to.

Deliberately concealing it, I briefly told the two children who their senior was and the identities of their three senior brothers and sisters.

Probably because he felt that it was not good to keep his newly recognized "Master" in the air, Bai Yu timidly asked: "Master, since our sect is so powerful and you are so famous, even the gods on the ship are vying to see you.

On the one hand, saying simple words is like making a fortune, but have you never lost in a fight?"

Cao Ci smiled and said: "I haven't lost yet, maybe because the master doesn't ask people for punches many times."

Ji Jie asked curiously: "Does Master have any opponents that you think are very powerful?"

Cao Ci nodded and said: "Of course there are. Let's not talk about the older generation of masters. Just talk about those who are about the same age. There is a pure martial artist named Chen Ping'an. He is the same age as me and seems to be a few months younger than me. His

His boxing skills are very good. In addition, there are seven or eight people who I have never met but have heard about. They are one or two levels different from me. I believe that their future martial arts achievements will be very high."

Cao Ci's so-called one or two realms, of course, already regarded the three levels of end as the same realm.

Ordinary martial artists, if they say that someone with a lower level than themselves will have high martial arts achievements in the future, they will inevitably be suspected of being self-important or arrogant. I guess others will feel uncomfortable and a bit resentful after hearing this.

But when Cao Ci said it, the speaker was calm and the listener was willing to be convinced.

I remember that Chen Ping'an's birthday is May 5th, and Cao Ci's birthday is February 2, so he is three months older than Chen Ping'an.

"If he can concentrate on practicing martial arts, I believe his boxing skills will be even better."

"It's just that he has many identities, so he can't help but feel relaxed."

"There are actually many more rumors and deeds about him in the world than me. He is a big celebrity. When you arrive in the capital and settle down there, you will hear more and more about him in the future. Generally speaking, people with great reputations are often

It’s actually hard to match others, Chen Ping’an is different, he is worthy of every status.”

"People who are both talented and willing to work hard are often high-spirited. Such people are not discouraged when they lose. They become more courageous the more frustrated they are. It sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult."

"His boxing skills are complex, but he can master the key points and melt them into one furnace. His martial ethics is... average."

Listening to Cao Ci's eloquent words, the two children looked at each other a little strangely.

In the past, apart from imparting boxing skills and explaining boxing principles in a strict manner, the master was usually not so talkative.

So Bai Yu and Ji Jie felt that this guy named Chen Ping'an, apart from having average martial arts ethics, was very extraordinary.

Cao Ci is indeed a very boring person.

He doesn't talk much and has few friends. He doesn't like drinking or socializing. Besides learning boxing, Cao Ci's only interest is reading.

And he usually only reads one kind of books, counting.

It was the first time for the two children to be apprentices. It was not the first time for Cao Ci to be a master, so he wanted to use the help of traveling together to visit the beautiful mountains and rivers to ease the complicated mood of the two direct disciples.

People who learn boxing take their master's status and ancestral boxing techniques too lightly, and are prone to have a vain mind, not mastering their skills, and rely too much on themselves and external objects other than boxing techniques.

But if you go to the extreme, it is not a good thing for a martial artist to take both of them too seriously. It is easy to underestimate yourself and take the word "I" too lowly and too lightly.

Along the way, we saw many different scenery, and Cao Ci spoke little. He only talked to his two children about the customs and customs of various places.

In his spare time, Cao Ci would take out three yellowed old pictures. They were drawn by his own hands when he was practicing boxing at the Great Wall of Jianqi when he was young. They depict the muscles, tendons and bones of the human body, as well as the acupuncture points and organs of the body.

The route of the flow of Qi and blood. Let two disciples observe the three scrolls so that they can have a more intuitive feeling. There are various annotations and small auxiliary diagrams written in small regular script in the blank spaces of the scrolls. In fact, Cao Ci also has several books, but

I was worried that I would bite off more than I could chew, so I didn’t take it out in one go.

Perhaps few martial arts masters can imagine that martial arts can also be related to mathematical calculations, organizational structure and other matters. It even involves the Daohua and Daohen of the Xian family.

This is Cao Ci's unique understanding of martial arts. For example, the memory of the muscles in the whole body is a dry river bed waiting for a breath of pure Qi to flow like a flood at any time.

For example, if the fist is like an arrow, which describes a general martial arts master, then Cao Ci's fist is a crossbow.

Back then, at the top of the city, Cao Ci was a neighbor with the boss Sword Immortal. The latter would occasionally tell Cao Ci some insights. For example, the end of the mountain is a static temple on the top of the mountain. The strength of the aura determines the size of the foundation, and the purity of the incense determines the purity of the incense.

The level, and Shen Dao, is a complete "Shinto" that leads from the mountain gate to the main hall to offer incense. Based on this, if you want to reach the end, you have to walk to the "top of the mountain" step by step. This is naturally a "

"Wander far away", and the "golden body" is the prototype of the statue that will be enshrined in that temple in the future... Therefore, a clay Bodhisattva not only has to cross the river, but also has to go up the mountain. A warrior's pure breath is like a stick of incense.

Unfortunately, whenever Cao Ci raised questions, the boss Jianxian would always excuse him by saying that he was not a martial artist.

The three masters and apprentices came to a waterside ferry today and planned to cross the river by boat. The shore was full of vendors setting up stalls selling river fresh food, and they were full of fishy smell.

When he really learned boxing, his five senses became more and more sharp, and Bai Yu pinched his nose hard.

The little girl had an experience before, saying that the scene of heaven and earth is like a painting that comes into view. Before you learn boxing, it is a fake. After learning boxing, the picture gradually changes from blurry to clear, and every detail is revealed, becoming an authentic painting.

Their master said at the time that this metaphor was vivid, but not necessarily appropriate.

As for what was inappropriate, Cao Ci did not have a specific explanation.

Bai Yu asked a question he had been curious about for a long time: "Master, in learning boxing, is talent more important, or hard work?"

Cao Ci replied: "They are all important. Uncle Ma, you, have never made an analogy. Practicing martial arts is like a hungry man cooking rice to eat. He has no talent and can only rely on hard work to get in. It is a skillful woman who cannot make a meal without rice, and her achievements are limited.

For example, the ceiling height of a house is very low. If you have talent and are not willing to practice boxing diligently, even if you have a granary and a big pot stand, and you cook rice in a small pot and eat in a small bowl every day, your martial arts achievements will not be very high.

"

Ji Jie became more and more curious and asked: "Master, do you have the ability you have today because of talent or hard work?"

Cao Ci said frankly: "I practice boxing quite diligently, but in the final analysis, it still depends on talent."

The two children looked at each other, one was happy and the other was sad. Pianpian felt that she was very similar to her master, while Ah Xian felt that there was probably no chance of him becoming a peerless master.

Cao Ci added: "The martial arts realm is an obvious watershed. Before that, talent and hard work are both important. After that, talent is even more important."

The little girl grinned and said, "After all, talent is the most important thing."

Cao Ci smiled and said, "Another Master Liao said that learning to work hard will first prevent you from taking the wrong path, and secondly, you can go faster on the right path. Isn't it an invisible talent?"

Ji Jie asked in confusion: "Master, there are not one man and two women of the same generation as you, so where is the other master?"

Cao Ci smiled and said: "I forgot to tell you, the masters and uncles in the rivers, lakes and mountains can be called men and women. The king of heaven and earth is the master. Scholars are used to calling their teachers and respected seniors sir. In fact, some knowledge

A woman who is very tall and has high moral standards will also be respectfully called sir, and the weight will be even greater."

They suddenly realized that they remembered that at the martial arts gym in their hometown, the gym owner also accepted a female disciple, but her face was scratched all over by his wife that day. The gym owner didn't dare to fight back from the beginning to the end.

Bai Yu asked: "How come it's all their truth? Master, don't you have your own opinion?"

Cao Ci said: "Learning boxing to me is just a common thing like breathing. Of course I can't explain any big principles. Before I accepted you as my apprentice, I never thought about the principles of boxing. Now I'm making up for it."

After a pause, Cao Ci said: "If you want to learn the kind of boxing theory that is qualified to be put down on paper, I can introduce you to someone in the future who is better at it."

I have had four sparring matches with his founding disciple, so it would not be too much to ask him to discuss boxing principles with his two direct disciples later.

Bai Yu asked: "Master's friend must know a lot about boxing and have average fighting skills?"

Cao Ci said helplessly: "You can't say that."

Ji Jie said: "It's that Chen Ping'an with average martial arts ethics, right?"

Cao Ci couldn't hold back his laughter, "We, master and disciple, can just talk about this kind of thing in private, but don't say it in front of others."

Standing by the water, Cao Ci suddenly asked: "Actually, Master has also figured out a boxing theory, do you want to listen to it?"

The two children nodded in unison.

Cao Ci pointed at himself, "In this human body, the heaven and earth are clear and bright, and a harmonious atmosphere. I am the master."

"With this kind of martial arts state that seeks within, I would describe him as the best person in the world who doesn't need to seek from outside."

At this point, Cao Ci smiled and added, "Just forget about this great truth."

Bai Yu said: "I was confused, but it sounded domineering."

Ji Jie exclaimed: "No wonder Master is so powerful."

The little girl bumped her elbow against the peer next to her, "Dai Xian, did you remember it?"

Ji Jie nodded and said: "I've written it down. I will listen to the emperor's imperial edict."

Cao Ci laughed dumbly.

When we got on the boat, business was deserted and there were only a few passengers. There was a thin girl singing with a good voice by the window on the boat. Next to her, there was a man playing the erhu. He stopped from time to time to correct the flaws in the girl's singing. It was probably the kind of rural grass-stage troupe.

Business is about making money through acting.

Cao Ci ordered three bowls of shredded mustard pork noodles. Sitting at the next table was a kind-faced but official-looking old man, accompanied by two capable followers. He sat upright, with his back straight, and his eyes often wandered around the cabin, wary of assassins.

The old man probably regarded the gentle Cao Ci as a scholar, and took the initiative to invite him to share the table for a chat. Cao Ci wanted to decline, but seeing that the two children were really bored, he agreed. The old man was quite talkative, and Cao Ci was not good at socializing, but he was a good listener.
To be continued...