Guo Jing's eyes lit up after hearing this, "Second brother, are you too smart? This is really a good idea. I think it will definitely be effective."
The two brothers just went ahead and tied a pair of leggings on their own legs to start today's practice.
First, they practiced the routines separately. At first, the two brothers were really not used to it. It was okay with their hands, but when it came to the moves on the feet and legs, they would unconsciously slow down by half a beat.
As time went by and they practiced over and over again, they slowly got used to the weight of the leggings. The two of them got together and started sparring.
I didn't use "left and right fighting", I just used my familiar palm skills and fingering techniques to practice one move after another, intentionally or unintentionally, using more legs and feet to attack and defend.
"Haha, you two noisy boys didn't go to bed in the middle of the night, but you disturbed people's dreams here. You really deserve a beating." Suddenly, a lazy voice came from the tree next to you.
"Who is it?" The two brothers were shocked when they heard the sound. They hurriedly stopped the competition, jumped out of the circle, and watched intently.
I saw a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the branch of a tree nearby.
This Taoist actually has three buns on his head, a green-brown Taoist robe, and three strands of beard under his chin. They are blowing in the wind. The strips are ventilated and the roots are exposed. The wind and sand in the desert are like this, but this man's whole body is indescribable.
It's very clean and has a vague feeling of being out of the dust. At first glance, you can tell that you are a Youdao Quanzhen.
I saw this Taoist lifting his Taoist robe, falling from the tree, and landing three feet away in front of the two brothers. He made no sound. He waved the dust fly in his hand and looked at Guo Jing and Guo Mo brothers with a smile.
"Headmaster of the Quanzhen Sect, "Danyangzi" Ma Yu?" Guo Mo knew who the visitor was after seeing the Taoist priest's appearance clearly in front of him.
In the original work, during the last two years in the desert, "Danyangzi" Ma Yu came and taught Guo Jing the internal skills and light skills of the past two years. Guo Mo originally thought about whether he would take advantage of this important opportunity upon his arrival.
It's gone, and now it seems like "everything is business as usual".
Guo Mo hurriedly walked forward, bowed to the ground and said: "Immortal, you are so polite. My two brothers live nearby and Su often comes here to practice martial arts. I don't want the immortal to stop here tonight and disturb us.
, I hope the immortal will forgive me." Seeing Guo Mo being so solemn, Guo Jing quickly followed him and bowed deeply.
The Taoist nodded and said softly: "That's all, children can be taught. The two young brothers from Pindao Temple just practiced martial arts, and their moves were very skillful. However, when the moves were connected and moved, they couldn't do it in one go. They couldn't do it as a whole.
, in this way, there will always be opportunities for the opponent to take advantage of."
"Please give me some advice from the Immortal." After hearing what Ma Yu said, Guo Mo knew that this was an intention to cultivate his two brothers, so he bowed again.
Guo Jing felt that this was not very appropriate. After all, he had a teacher, so he was learning from outsiders? But most of the time since he was a child, he had acted according to his younger brother's opinions. Seeing that Guo Mo was so sincere in asking for advice, he couldn't say much.
What.
"Haha, good." The Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile: "As for martial arts, you guys are from a famous family, and a poor Taoist can't do it. I have a simple self-regulation method here. If you have a chance today, you might as well
Teach it to you."
"Thank you so much, Master... Master" Guo Jing and Guo Mo brothers saw that the Taoist really wanted to teach them, so they hurriedly bowed their hands.
"Hey, it doesn't matter. You don't need to call me 'Master'. Our meeting by chance is just a kind of fate. Don't be rigid. Let's just treat it as a close friendship." The Taoist replied.
After saying that, the Taoist sat down cross-legged, and brothers Guo Jing and Guo Mo also hurriedly sat across from the Taoist, sitting cross-legged in the same way.
I saw the Taoist man holding the Yuan as one, facing the Yuan with five hearts, and singing in a low voice:
"When the Great Dao was first cultivated, it opened up the nine orifices, which were originally located at the Weilu point.
First rush from the soles of Yongquan's feet, then rush through Yongquan gradually to your knees.
The knees pass slowly to the tail gate, and the top of the mud ball turns sharply.
The Secret Whisperer imparts the original enlightenment, and when it comes, it leaves without a trace.
Over the years, the dust and dirt have been wiped away, and the spirit all over my body is shining brightly.
What's the basis for cultivating the truth and remembering it alive? If one's heart is dead, people's feelings will not arise now.
The energy fills the tools, and the spiritual light shines all over the divine capital.
The Golden Lock Pass passes under the Magpie Bridge, and the twelve heavy towers descend into the palace rooms."
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The Taoist recited it by himself first. Guo Mo had already memorized seven or eighty-eight words, and carefully tried to figure out the true meaning. This was the "Quanzhen Dao Song". He had read it in a book in his previous life, but he just didn't remember it.
Guo Jing, on the other hand, had his eyebrows furrowed and a look of confusion on his face. Naturally, the Taoist saw the two brothers' reactions one by one.
Then, the Taoist explained it to the two of them in detail word for word.
Fortunately, among the "Seven Freaks of Jiangnan", Zhu Cong, the second "skilled scholar", has a not very good acupuncture technique. Although the two of them are not very proficient in acupoints, they are very familiar with the acupuncture points all over the body.
The Taoist was afraid that the two of them would not understand clearly, so he stretched out his hands and injected a stream of true energy into their bodies respectively, and asked them to follow the formula to guide the true energy to travel in their own meridians.
Unknowingly, the two of them seemed to have entered a real and illusory state, and their whole bodies felt warm as the true energy traveled around.
During the first practice, the meridians that the two of them could open were limited, and Guo Jing could only go between the Taiyin meridians in his hands. He felt as if potential power had been activated in his arms, and a stream of warm air seemed to be gushing out.
Guo Mo had touched the threshold of true energy before, and some true energy had been scattered in his body, hidden among the internal organs and meridians.
With the guidance of the Taoist, some of these scattered zhenqi actually broke through the barriers between them and became a chain. The limbs, internal organs, Dantian, top of the head...
Time passes bit by bit, the fish belly is white in the east, the purple air comes from the east, and the morning sun shines in full.
Guo Jing woke up from meditation first and opened his eyes. Although he had not slept all night, he did not feel sleepy at all. Instead, he felt energized and comfortable.
Seeing that it was already dawn, the Taoist was sitting cross-legged in front of him, looking at me with a smile. He quickly got up and came closer, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed silently three times. The Taoist didn't stop him, and he accepted it openly.
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Guo Jing knew that the other party refused to let him call him master, but he also knew very well that he had benefited greatly from practicing this night. He just didn't know the reason, and it seemed that he would ask his second brother later.
Thinking of his second brother, he looked back and saw that Guo Mo was still immersed in cultivation and was about to wake him up. The Taoist hurriedly stopped him, shook his head at Guo Jing and closed his eyes again.
Guo Jing also felt that he was a bit confused, so he smiled bitterly, sat down cross-legged again, reviewed the formula taught by the Taoist last night over and over again, and once again guided the weak Qi in his body to cleanse his meridians.
The surroundings fell into silence again. Only the morning breeze in the forest and the occasional crows flying by brought a glimmer of life to this barren mountain morning.