Just like this knife technique that originated from chopping wood is not subtle, but its meaning is extremely profound.
"Zhuangzi" once said that if wood is used as a boat, it will sink, if it is used as a coffin, it will rot, and if it is used as a vessel, it will be destroyed. However, because it has no use, it can avoid being cut down and live in the mountains forever.
The origin of this Chaishan Shibalu is very strange. He bought it from a beggar carrying a black steel pole in Chang'an City, where Jin Yong Jianghu lived, for ten taels.
"Chaishan's Eighteen-Way Sword Technique" is simple and unpretentious, and goes straight to the point. Every time the knife is used, it can cut down all kinds of unproductive wood and turn it into fuel wood.
It's the same way it's used to cut people, and it's hard to explain why it's done with one knife.
But here's the weird thing.
This "Chaishan Eighteen-way Sword Technique" can be practiced to a high and deep level without fail, and it can cut without interruption, but it can only target dead objects like wood.
There is no dodge, no feint, and no block. This swordsmanship only consists of one chop for chopping wood. It is earth-shattering. It seems as if the sword is being swung just for the sake of swinging, as if chopping wood is just for the purpose of chopping wood.
There were also people who wanted to eliminate Wucunjing, but with a little change in interpretation, the sword technique turned into a ridiculous trick, without its original edge.
At this time, the real "wood without talent" has come full circle and returned to the starting point, becoming this vulgar and superficial martial arts.
In the face of complex and ever-changing battles in the world, this kind of sword technique is useless. Only people like Jiang Wen, who can rely on experience points to upgrade martial arts, will be bored and improve this martial arts to the extreme, and come into contact with this kind of martial arts.
The other side of the useless martial arts——
Close to the Tao.
Chaishan's Eighteen-Road Sword Technique is superficial, but it contains the Taoist principle of "keeping the balance between good and bad skills". It is suitable for Hong Wending, who is obsessed with boxing moves, to learn.
With his understanding, if he wants to embark on an unprecedented path, he must break away from the rut, follow nature, get its meaning and forget its form. Otherwise, no matter how advanced Jiang Wen is in martial arts for him to understand, it will be nothing more.
hd learns to walk and eventually falls into the inferior category.
In the Taoist temple on a moonlit night, Hong Wending took the blunt rusty hatchet and began to chop the firewood one by one. His face was sometimes confused, sometimes doubtful, and finally all his emotions gradually merged into the soft sound, and his face was as heavy as a courtyard well.
That water.
"Master Jiang, can you discipline your apprentice and let me sleep for a while?"
The little Taoist priest from Huixian Temple walked out of the side room of the main hall and found Jiang Wen with a look of helplessness on his face.
Jiang Wen thought for a while and guessed that the little Taoist priest had been disturbed by chopping wood in the middle of the night. He quickly said apologetically: "I'm sorry, our master and apprentice learned a lot from the martial arts discussion in the middle of the night, so we couldn't help but start practicing."
But the little Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "It's not like this, Daxia Jiang. I've long been used to the Taoist temples being noisy after autumn."
"What are you referring to?" Jiang Wen expressed confusion.
The little Taoist priest was blown by the cold wind and trembled three times.
"Come with me to see your other apprentice."
"...What did Ningdie do again?"
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Jiang Wen and the little Taoist priest walked into the hall and found Ningdie lying on her side on the floor of the hall, with the quilt covering her head strangely, and there was a slight movement.
Sensing something was wrong, Jiang Wen suddenly opened the quilt and saw the little apprentice hiding underneath happily eating cakes. The bed and mouth were covered with crumbs.
When he saw his master appear, he was stunned for a moment. His first reaction was to throw all the remaining cakes into his mouth, his face puffed up like a greedy squirrel, and then he asked pretending to be nonchalant.
"Xihu, why are you doing this to me? (Master, what do you want from me?)"
"I have something to eat but I don't think about Master!"
Jiang Wenchu was angry.
When the master and apprentice looked at each other, the little Taoist priest sighed quietly and said, "After I fell asleep, I heard someone moving four times in a row, and finally I realized that I had lost the pastry... How could your apprentice know this filthy self-consciousness?"
"Hey, forgive her for the mistakes she made because she was young." Jiang Wen covered his face and sighed.
The little Taoist priest said helplessly: "Master likes the smell of osmanthus the most. I don't know why most of the osmanthus I collected in autumn was lost, and the rest only made these osmanthus cakes. I'm afraid Master will be very angry when he finds out..."
Ningdie hurriedly swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth, choked and rolled her eyes, and finally said unconvinced: "You slander people's innocence! I obviously stole it three times, why do you say it was four times!"
"Ningdie, you are innocent, do you still need to smear me? Isn't this enough to smear yourself?"
Jiang Wen patted his forehead and sighed, "Little Taoist Priest, I'm causing trouble for you tonight. Let's find another place to spend the night. And the girl in purple, please come out too."
After saying this, there was silence in the room, with most people who didn't know what was going on.
Jiang Wen helped Ningdie pack the bedding and said slowly without raising his head: "Girl in purple, if I guessed correctly, you just snuck in from the alchemy room and peeked at the old Taoist priest meditating for a while.
Bar?"
As soon as these words came out, laughter like silver bells suddenly came from the roof of Sanqing Hall. It was Yuan Ziyi who jumped down from the beam as light as a feather and looked at Jiang Wen in surprise.
"Master Jiang, how did you know that the fourth person who walked by was me?"
Jiang Wen said angrily: "Yuan Huazi lit a strange incense in the alchemy room. Once it is touched, it lingers. At this time, the old Taoist priest was meditating all night, and someone else must have sneaked in."
Jiang Wen didn't say the rest.
Because the second half of the sentence is, if anyone would follow them to this Taoist temple out of boredom, it would be the Yuan Ziyi whom they met during the day.
Yuan Ziyi didn't care either. The purple-shirted snow-skinned person was particularly conspicuous in the hall. He casually glanced at the little Taoist priest and told him to stop talking. He didn't dare to look up at this beautiful and graceful girl Pingting.
"Master Jiang, Sister Yan and I both admire your accomplishments in martial arts. She is too embarrassed to ask for advice, so I have to ask for advice. I hope you won't refuse."
During the day, Yan Yongchun accidentally grabbed the talk, and Yuan Ziyi was not polite at all.
Jiang Wen shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know anything about martial arts. I am just a foil to all my colleagues in the martial arts world."
"...Headmaster Jiang is really quick to talk."
Yuan Ziyi's smile froze for a moment, and then said, "Just now, the little girl accidentally heard Master Jiang teaching martial arts to his apprentices. What he heard was that the meaning was extraordinary, and the secrets may not even be understood by the master, so I came here to ask for advice. Yours sincerely.
Shi refused to say anything, could it be that he looked down upon my sect’s crude martial arts?”
Yuan Ziyi casually moved out five masters.
First of all, I know you know this martial arts, don't hide it.
Secondly, Jiang Wen claimed that he knew the five masters through Southern Shaolin, and used this excuse to approach them. At this time, he continued to act stupid, which was a complete loss of face.
After secretly seeing Jiang Wen show off his kung fu tonight, Yuan Ziyi had already made up his mind. He had to learn every move from here before leaving!
"Miss Yuan, if you want to learn martial arts, come with me to another place. Walking west along the Jiuqu River, there is a Zhizhi Temple. Let's go there to deal with it overnight."
When Yuan Ziyi heard this, her smile bloomed like a flower, and the dimple on her left cheek was slightly concave.
Sensing Yuan Ziyi's success, Jiang Wen also specifically explained: "We all have different sects, and each master has his own strengths and weaknesses. It's normal. I have no intention of looking down on the martial arts of the five masters."
Yuan Ziyi asked reluctantly: "What are your strengths and weaknesses, Master Jiang?"
Jiang Wen explained: "I don't have...ahem, I know a little bit about everything."
"Really just a little bit?" Yuan Ziyi frowned and muttered, feeling that the person in front of him lived in a corner of the mountain and was very secretive, which was very strange.