Shaolin is the ancestral home of the Zen sect. Although many Shaolin martial arts are techniques of killing and killing, if you want to practice these martial arts to a high level, you must understand the corresponding Buddhist artistic conception. Otherwise, it will be difficult to achieve elegance. This is also
The true meaning of Buddhist martial arts lies, and Monk Cheng Guan has studied Shaolin martial arts all his life. Although he is ignorant, he has a pure heart and has understood many true meanings of Buddhist martial arts. This is the reason why his martial arts cultivation is the best in the whole temple.
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During the sparring session between Gui Zhong and Cheng Guan, he felt the true meaning of Buddhism in his martial arts. By analogy, he gained a deeper understanding of the practice of sword movement, which was much better than what he would have experienced alone.
"Okay, the poor monk will use the skill of one-finger meditation to teach the Taoist Master's brilliant moves."
Monk Cheng Guan did not refuse. He loved martial arts, and it was a rare opportunity to compete with a master like Gui Zhong, so he would not let it go.
He said something loudly, his whole body was full of energy, and under the movement of his internal energy, the whole hall seemed to be buzzing, like the sound of ancient temple bells, which was really frightening.
This is a vision of him fully operating his Buddhist inner strength.
Gui Zhong's eyes lit up. This Cheng Guan Kungfu opened his eyes. His Buddhist internal skills were pure and extremely pure. In his consciousness, Cheng Guan had disappeared, and a dazzling figure seemed to appear in front of him, like the sun.
A Buddha is illuminated by the moon, and his soft and upright radiance is overwhelming.
This kind of situation can only be felt by the mind and cannot be seen by the naked eye.
Only warriors like Gui Zhong who have begun to practice spiritually can discover the mystery.
Even Cheng Guan himself may be vague and doesn't quite understand.
Chi! Cheng Guan's inner breath was circulating, his eyes were burning, his sleeves were fluttering, and he pointed a finger in the air. Under this finger, the other person was still three feet away from Gui Zhong, but a condensed and sharp finger force had already activated
When he shot it, an invisible stream of air seemed to spurt out from his fingertips.
Shaolin's unique one-finger Zen technique!
"What a Yi Jin Jing and one-finger Zen!"
Gui Zhong laughed loudly and felt extremely happy. He felt that today's trip to Shaolin was really not in vain, and it was worthwhile to be able to experience such magical skills.
Under Cheng Guan's finger, qi energy enveloped Gui Zhong's whole body, seemingly there or not, everywhere. There was no clear target to attack, but he was the target of his attack everywhere. Such mysterious and mysterious martial arts made him live happily.
surprise.
Shaolin's one-finger Zen technique, coupled with Monk Cheng Guan's Yi Jin Jing internal power, has exerted a strength that far exceeds his current state.
"Master, teach me the Huashan swordsmanship!"
Gui Zhong's eyes condensed, and he pointed like a sword, his arms trembled, as if he was breathing out sharp sword energy, and in a flash, there were heavy sword moves. He used his bare hands to display unique sword skills. This kind of ability has only been seen in these days.
He has the ability to possess only by deeply understanding the power of the sword.
Although it is not said that there is no sword in the hand, there is a sword in the heart, but it is enough to show the strength of Huashan swordsmanship.
Puff, puff, there was a muffled sound. Every time Gui Zhong pointed out, it was like a sword stabbing him. His fingertips were wrapped with pure and condensed inner strength. Even if he faced Cheng Guan's one-finger Zen technique, he would not fall behind.
Downwind.
The two of them were dressed in hunter-gathering clothes, with erratic figures, Gui Zhong's swords pointed at each other, and their green clothes were cool and unrestrained, giving them an awe-inspiring style of swordsmen. Cheng Guan's movements were clumsy, each move was clear and heavy, like a mountain, and he looked like a Buddha and an arhat.
, upright and majestic, with the power to subjugate demons.
There was a vigorous confrontation between the two people. The air flow roared in the hall, and the surrounding group of old monks were dazzled by the sight.
Hum, after dozens of moves, the two people touched each other and both stepped back. Gui Zhong was calm and calm, his face was rosy, the sharp aura on his body slowly calmed down, and the light in Cheng Guan's eyes flickered.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) Although his face is a little pale, his energy is getting stronger.
"Amitabha, the master's skills are much better than those of the poor monk."
Monk Chengguan looked peaceful, as if he had gained something. He clasped his hands together, bowed silently, and said in a loud voice.
"Haha, Master, you are too modest. You have mastered the true meaning of Shaolin Kungfu. Given time, you will definitely achieve great achievements."
Gui Zhong still has a good impression of Cheng Guan, and his tone is also very gentle. This old monk is a very simple person. He loves martial arts and is crazy about it. Other than that, he has no scheming thoughts. Such a person is undoubtedly worthy of admiration.
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"Abbot Huicong, Pindao has gained a lot today, so I'm leaving now."
After Gui Zhong finished speaking, his feet swayed, and he turned into a blue shadow and disappeared into the main hall, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Many Dorin monks were dumbfounded when they saw Gui Zhong walking away like this.
"Amitabha, this Taiyuan Taoist Priest has deep wisdom and is a man who is dedicated to martial arts. He has no ill intentions towards Shaolin, so that's fine. Let's all leave."
Zen Master Huicong's eyes flashed with light, and his heart was completely settled. Gui Zhong suddenly appeared in Shaolin just now, which made him a little worried, fearing that he would be detrimental to Shaolin. Now after a sparring session, he left a word and left calmly. Although
It was a bit rude, but it finally made him completely let go of his worries, which was a good thing.
A few days later, the same scene happened again in Wudang Mountain. Gui Zhong rushed to Wudang in order to learn martial arts.
The Taoist priest from Tsinghua University had long since recovered from his injuries. At first, he was worried about Gui Zhong's intention. Later, after a discussion, he realized that his worries were unfounded.
Tsinghua Taoist is the master of Wudang of this generation. His Tai Chi skills are very exquisite and pure. Gui Zhong’s martial arts origins are from Taoism. There are some similarities with Tai Chi skills that create yin and yang and move the way of hardness and softness.
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The two found a remote place in Wudang Mountain, where they devoted all their strength to discuss martial arts and talk about martial arts, especially Tai Chi and Tai Chi Sword. These two martial arts shocked Gui Zhong greatly. The profound intentions in them made him
He was beyond his reach. Although the Taoist priest from Tsinghua University was not his opponent, it did not mean that Gui Zhong's martial arts surpassed that of Tai Chi. It was just that his understanding of these two skills was not deep enough and he was far from being able to exert these skills.
True power.
On a piece of flat land in the Wudang Mountains, two figures were moving vertically and horizontally, two long swords were constantly intertwined, the sword light was flickering, and the cold air was overwhelming.
There are layers of green light, and the sword energy is sharp, soaring straight into the sky. Between the moves, strange peaks appear one after another, like mist and lightning, while a long sword on the other side slowly moves, diagonally, in a forward circle, in a front circle, in a back circle, and so on.
Each move uses the sword to draw a circle. The flexible sword circles are continuous and flexible, like a cocoon, shrouding the body of the Tsinghua Taoist. Even if Gui Zhong's exquisite swordsmanship wants to break through this layer of sword circles,
, is also very difficult, unless he activates his sword energy with absolute internal strength and cuts through the defense with one sword.
But if he really did this, he would lose the true meaning of the discussion, and he would not do it.
"The spirit comes before the sword, and the sword is controlled by the spirit. The sword energy is continuous and as flexible as water. The Tsinghua Taoist master is good at swordsmanship and Tai Chi swordsmanship. He is not as good as a poor Taoist."
After hundreds of moves, Gui Zhong continued to use hitting sword techniques, but still failed to break through the defense of the Tai Chi sword circle. He jumped out of the circle and said with admiration in his eyes.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Taiyuan is too modest. Your martial arts are naturally far superior to Ping Dao. Although Ping Dao's Tai Chi swordsmanship is exquisite, it can't resist fellow Taoist's magic, right?"
The Taoist priest from Tsinghua University looked calm and smiling. In the past few days, the two of them had discussed martial arts many times. The grudges in the past had long been removed, and they naturally spoke to each other without much scruples.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Haha, the seniors from Tsinghua University are ridiculous. Tai Chi swordsmanship is world-famous. It was the supreme skill of Zhenren Zhang at that time. Compared with him, my descendants are still far behind."
Gui Zhong sighed, what he said was exactly what he meant. Zhang Sanfeng was a great master of the generation. This senior's martial arts attainments were fascinating. Just looking at this Tai Chi sword, you can imagine how profound and unpredictable this martial arts master was back then.
Although Gui Zhong is confident, he also knows that there is still a huge gap between himself and this great master who has been through the ages.
"Well, the martial arts of our ancestor are naturally extremely profound. It's a pity that our descendants are unworthy. Even though they are poor Taoists and have studied Tai Chi swords all their lives, they have never mastered this martial art."
The Taoist priest from Tsinghua University looked sad.
"Fate is impermanent, so there is no need to force it. At our level, martial arts has already focused on one word of enlightenment. Once enlightened, it will immediately be a different world. It's a pity that it is too difficult to break the shackles of the governor.
, I still don’t know when it will be done.”
Gui Zhong shook his head and sighed.
"Under the shackles of the governor, I don't know how many people have been blocked by this barrier. The cultivation level of Patriarch Sanfeng back then is unparalleled, and he is already a supreme master in the innate realm. It is unimaginable for us and the younger generations. To be honest, I am not a master of Wudang."
"Young seniors are also stuck in the shackles of being a superintendent. They cannot break through for a long time, and in the end they regret it for the rest of their lives."
"The same is true for our Huashan sect. Even the master of Pindao, who was known as the Divine Sword Immortal Ape, was stuck at this step for life and could not break through. The constraints of this world on us are too great and difficult to break."
Whether it is the Huashan Sect where Gui Zhong belongs or the Wudang Sect of Tsinghua Taoists, they are both sects with a long history. Many of the older generations have recorded their experiences and understand the constraints between heaven and earth.
These days, the two of them talked about this issue, but they were helpless.
"That's all, this is our destiny, we can't force it."
When it comes to the constraints of heaven and earth, even people like Tsinghua Taoist are a little less interested.
"Senior Tsinghua University, Pindao has been in Wudang Mountain for a while. I have been taken care of these days. Now I am going back to accept the shackles of the supervisor. No matter what, Pindao will be broken. I hope you and I can meet again one day.
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Gui Zhong said solemnly.
"Have you really decided? Even though your sword power has just begun to develop and your will is condensed, there is still little hope of breaking the shackles of the governor. You are still young, so there is no need to be so anxious, right?"
The Tsinghua Taoist's expression changed. He naturally understood the meaning of Gui Zhong's words. His heart skipped a beat and he spoke quickly.
"Haha, I am a poor Taoist who aims at the pinnacle of martial arts. If he cannot break through the shackles of this superintendent, he will be just a cup of loess in the end. Besides, I am still young and have strong life and blood. If I break through the shackles, there is still a glimmer of hope. When I am one year old,
For a long time, with Qi and blood exhausted, it is even more impossible to break through. Senior, needless to say, Pindao will go now."
Before Gui Zhong finished speaking, his body disappeared in a leap, and he left Huashan along the mountain road.
"Oh, what a genius, I hope you can succeed."
The Tsinghua Taoist looked dimly in the direction in which Gui Zhong left, and then sighed for a long time.
After leaving Wudang Mountain, Gui Zhong's purpose of going down the mountain has been fully achieved. He visited the two largest leaders of the martial arts sects in the world one by one and discussed. Although it was only less than a month, it was very important to him.
It can be said that I have gained a lot. Whether it is the Buddhist Kung Fu of Shaolin or the true meaning of Tai Chi of Wudang Mountain, they all contain the ancient wisdom passed down by the two sects. During the discussion, the wisdom of these predecessors has also been a great inspiration to Gui Zhong.
His sword power has been small, his spirit and will are as condensed as iron, and his sharpness is eye-catching. It's time to break the shackles of Ren Du.