The mountain chrysanthemums are slightly yellow, and the dew turns into frost. The boundless autumn colors on the Cuiyun Peak are slowly opened when the first ray of sunset comes.
In front of the Ziji Palace in Shangqingguan, the courtyard is deep and long, and only thin bamboo poles remain along the corridors on both sides.
The original place where Taoist practitioners practiced martial arts in Guanzhong was doubled in size, and a wooden sign saying "Martial Arts Arena" was nailed on a corridor pillar on the east side. Two rows of wooden frames were added on both sides of the martial arts arena.
There are various long and short weapons on display, most of which are made of bamboo and wood. There are also some long weapons whose blades are made of copper and iron.
In the morning class that day, the style of painting changed drastically. At least in Yang Zhaoxi's view, this change was quite sudden, but surprising!
Gongsun Zhenren stood at the front of the queue, demonstrating the "Cuiyun Dao Kung" one move after another, and chanting scriptures from the "Tao De Zhen". The Taoist who served as the teaching master stood at the back, and the disciples further behind,
Following the rhythm and movements of Gongsun Zhenren, they pumped their fists and heels together, turned around and raised their arms, chanting sutras in their mouths. When Zhenren Gongsun chanted a sentence, everyone repeated it, their voices were uniform, and the sound wave was loud, echoing outside Cuiyun Peak.
Yang Zhaoxi stood in the queue, using this very familiar boxing technique, but a feeling of pride arose from the bottom of his heart that was different from the past.
After the morning classes, it is morning fast. Several large fasting rooms in the fasting courtyard are divided into two parts, vegetarian and non-vegetarian, according to the east and west sides.
Gongsun Zhenren, who had been ordained as a monk, Wu Tianshi, and the Taoist priests who served as tutors in the temple were all in Yongzhai in the east room; the new supervisor Peng Shikun, Yuxuzi, and his master Wuxuzi Hao Jinhan, together with most of the disciples who had not been ordained, were in the west.
The vegetarian meal actually contains wild boar and pheasant meat soup!
Yang Chaoxi was overjoyed and ate several bowls in a row. Zhuo Songtao, Huang Shuo and others nicknamed him "Skinny Taotie", which means "thin and vicious beast with a huge appetite".
Since then, Guan Hu'er, Niu Pang'er, Sun Hunian, and Yang Zhaoxi, who live in the same room, have been nicknamed "Colorful Tiger, Barbarian Ox, Hozen, and Thin Taotie" respectively, and are collectively known as the "Four Beasts of Mang Mountain"
.For a long time thereafter, it became a joke among the audience and disciples of Shangqing Dynasty.
After the morning fast, the disciples who attended the Shangqing Dynasty returned to the martial arts field, either with bare hands or picking weapons, and practiced in teams of several people.
Guan Hu'er, Niu Pang'er, and Sun Hunian were all following Zhuo Songtao, using the "Zhuo Family Boxing". This boxing technique is simple in moves and hits the vital point directly. It is somewhat similar to the "Nine Fighting Styles".
They are all boxing techniques learned in the military formation, and they suit the tastes of Guan Huer and the others.
Yang Zhaoxi also studied with them for a while, and then basically mastered the essentials. Thinking of what Gongsun Zhenren said, "Fist and palm follow your heart, don't stick to the method", so he combined the moves of "Zhuo Family Boxing" and "Nine Fighting Styles"
They scattered them all and started fighting randomly on the side.
At first, the fighting was quite jerky, but gradually it became coherent, and no trace of the splicing of moves could be seen anymore. This was not enough, so I stopped again, hit the "Seizing Fist" again, and punched it,
I thought carefully about the principles of moving my palms, moving my legs, and rising and falling. Then I tried to take them apart and beat them randomly. I tried to rub them together, but my left foot accidentally hit my right foot and fell to the ground.
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It was also Yang Zhaoxi's newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. This awareness of punching randomly was already the prototype of his own boxing technique.
However, those who can create their own boxing techniques are all famous military generals and martial arts masters. These people have been immersed in many boxing techniques for many years, and have repeatedly deduced them in fighting and fighting. Only then can they finally master the techniques, select their essence, and create
Come up with a new set of boxing techniques.
As for Yang Chaoxi's blunt splicing of moves, the military boxing method may be a try. When it comes to the "Seizing Fist", which has been famous for a century and has a round and self-consistent boxing style, it is not so easy to disassemble. After all, it is almost perfect.
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When Guan Huer and others saw that Yang Chaoxi fell to the ground, they all stopped and really laughed at her.
However, Yang Zhaoxi was not annoyed. She got up with a smile and no longer forcibly dismantled the "Seizing Fist" moves. Instead, she carefully combined the "Zhuo Family Fist" and "Nine Fighting Styles" that had just been dismantled and merged.
, and began to practice seriously. After practicing for a while, they saw that Zhuo Songtao and others had stopped, surrounded him and punched him, and they were quite playfully admiring his "four different" boxing techniques.
Yang Zhaoxi stopped her movements and asked in surprise: "What are you doing? I hit me, and I don't blame you for falling. What do you mean by staring at me?"
Zhuo Songtao smiled and said: "Your punch was wrong, it shouldn't be like this. Look! The timing must be good, and the punch must be decisive... The word 'charge' should leave some energy, and the word 'rely' should use the inch.
strength……"
Yang Chaoxi nodded and executed the move again, but it still looked "unlike". Zhuo Songtao was so angry that he wanted to hit him with a violent force, but Yang Chaoxi ducked and avoided it with a smile.
But Guan Huer saw something, and fanned the flames: "Senior Brother Zhuo, Yang Zhaoxi has changed your boxing technique and added some 'Nine Fighting Styles' moves. I even punched you a few days ago.
You said it was a bit rough, so we just learned the 'Zhuo Family Boxing' from you. Judging from the situation, he feels that your 'Zhuo Family Boxing' is not good enough and wants to improve it!"
Yang Zhaoxi smiled and said: "Guan Hu'er! Don't think that because you are my uncle, I won't dare to beat you. Your method of sowing discord cannot break our life-threatening friendship."
When Zhuo Songtao heard what his "eldest uncle" said, he became interested: "Oh? But today's method of sowing discord worked! Junior Brother Yang, what do you want to do by randomly tampering with my family's boxing skills? It's not as good as us.
Let's fight together. If you can beat me with your 'four different' boxing techniques, you can change them however you want!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Songtao was already bullied.
Yang Chaoxi dodged sideways and dodged the first punch he threw. She stole her hand and struck him on the cheek with a palm.
Zhuo Songtao ducked his head and just in time to avoid it, another straight punch was aimed at Yang Chaoxi's ribs.
Yang Zhaoxi waved his arm to block it, then freed up his other arm, made a fist with his palm, and smashed it down on the Zhuo Songtao Tianling Cover.
Zhuo Songtao made a feint with one hand, but his body was like a swimming fish. He sprang out from Yang Chaoxi's armpit, rolled around like a lazy donkey, then stood up again, turned around, and attacked again.
The two of them tried dozens of moves, but they were evenly matched, and no one got any advantage. Yang Zhaoxi had already tried the "four different" mixed boxing techniques, and the effect was indeed good.
But the fun isn’t over yet!
Yang Chaoxi's boxing method changed, and when he punched again, it was already a "seizing fist" style. The punch was like a ring, and the punch was as fast as the wind, making a series of sounds in the air. Guan Hu'er and the other three were stunned.
Zhuo Songtao smiled and said: "What's so strange about Yuchi seizing the fist? I can do it too!" The moves in his hands changed and turned out to be exactly the same boxing technique.
One high and the other low, the two of them were fighting each other like eagles and rabbits. The fists, palms, hooks and claws in their hands were constantly changing, either grabbing, entangling, throwing or flicking. Although the force was not heavy, they produced a colorful and dazzling feeling.
Guan Hu'er and the three of them looked at it for a long time, and they all found it pleasing to the eye.
Suddenly, the two of them kicked each other at the same time, kicking each other's shins. However, when the soles of their feet collided, they both bounced away and fell to the ground at the same time. When the seven or eight senior brothers surrounding them saw it, they burst into laughter.
The two of them climbed up in embarrassment, but they looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time they cupped their hands and said: "I accept!" After everyone saw it, they laughed with tears in their eyes.
At this time, Master Wu Tianshi, who was practicing boxing not far away, also walked over, stroking his silver beard, and the disciples in the audience consciously gave way to a path.
Wu Tianshi said with a smile: "My little friend has a wonderful idea to dismantle boxing techniques. Although it may not be effective, it is still a feat of 'drawing inferences from one example and learning from others' strengths'. I also have a set of boxing techniques, and I have taught them to many people in the audience recently. Only
You just came back yesterday, but you haven’t seen it yet. I’ll demonstrate it again today, can you see if it can be dismantled?”
Yang Chaoxi scratched his head. He had already tasted the benefits of dismantling boxing techniques. If he could see more boxing techniques, he would definitely like it. So he smiled brightly and said: "Master Wu Tianshi gave me boxing skills. I am very grateful!"
Wu Tianshi stood in the middle of the martial arts arena, his knees slightly bent, his feet uneven, his hands hanging down in front of his lower Dantian, like a tiger accumulating strength, motionless. Suddenly, his figure rushed forward, his hands came out, and they moved left and right, or palms
Or boxing, attack up and down, keep your feet close to the ground, approach with a method, and retreat with a degree.
Sometimes a dragon walks like a tiger, sometimes an ape leaps like a horse, with shoulders and back like a bear, elbows and arms like a snake, feet lifted like a chicken, turning over like a swallow... Yang Chaoxi was fascinated by what he saw, and seemed to see more than ten people in his figure.
It's like a walking posture of a bird or an animal, but I can't figure out how this kind of boxing technique can be used to fight against the enemy.
After Wu Tianshi finished a set, he exhaled and stopped, but half a stick of incense had passed. He walked up and patted Yang Chaoxi on the shoulder: "There are only six words in the key points of this set of boxing: 'empty the heart, fill the belly', that is
The upper plate must be lively and the lower plate must be stable. I learned it from the Taihang Mountains in my early years. It has no name, but it is of great benefit to Taoist practice."
Yang Chaoxi cupped his hands in thanks, but smiled and said: "Such a superb boxing technique, but it is impossible to dismantle it for a while. This boxing has learned the postures of many birds and beasts, but it has learned its form and its spirit. It is somewhat similar to the 'Five Animals Opera',
But it has many more responses and changes than 'Five Animals'. Today is an eye-opener for me! If I have time someday, I will dismantle this boxing technique and show it to Master Wu Tianshi."
When the fellow disciples nearby heard this, some laughed, some pondered, and some showed approval.
However, even more unbelievable things happened one after another - under the astonished gazes of all the brothers, Wu Tianshi took Yang Zhaoxi's arm and slowly walked towards the back mountain. He looked as if he had been an old friend for many years.
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Everyone's eyes widened, eyes bursting out, all kinds of envy, jealousy, and resentment emotions surged up. Everyone was so filled with righteous indignation that they wished they could spit out several liters of old blood on the spot!
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