I just watched the movie "The Grandmaster", but I couldn't find any inspiration, but suddenly I was in awe of Zhang Zhen as an actor. In "Red Cliff", he played Sun Quan, and he was familiar with the Three Kingdoms. In "The Founding of the Party", he played a role that lasted only a few minutes.
He knew the history of the Republic of China by heart. During the filming of "Searching", he was stunned to get a P diving license. When filming "Wu Qingyuan" was completed, his Go skills could surpass those of professional third-level players. After "The Grandmaster", he got the
National Bajiquan Amateur Adult Group Routine Champion. Recently, "Nie Yinniang" has been filmed. He has learned the close-up swordsmanship and no one can stop him. The author hopes that his next drama will be "The Great Eunuch Li Lianying" - let's see if you still dare.
Dare to be more professional?
The wind was strong and the waves were high, and the Kapok was sailing on the sea. Uncle Bao, the old captain, was at the helm. Although the boat was sailing in the angry sea, it was calm.
On the boom extending from the bow of the ship, Li Huqiu stood with his hands behind his back. Opposite him stood Shang Nan, looking down at his pair of iron fists.
Huge waves picked up the bow of the boat and then threw it down. The two brothers moved accordingly, and dangers abounded.
Li Huqiu shouted loudly: "Watch your punches carefully and don't think about anything else!" [
The vast ocean is filled with huge waves, and the Kapok is like a leaf in the middle of it.
I'm afraid that a boat in Shuanggai cannot carry many sorrows.
Full of ambition and passion, Shang Nan looked at the thief king standing with his hands behind his back and asked himself, "Why? Why can Brother Hu break through the limitations of his own talent, but you, Shang Nan, can't? Is it because you are slacking off? Or is it because you have been eliminated?
Has the comfortable life consumed your ambition?"
Nowadays, Shang Nan is sitting in a warm house with a loving wife. He has long been far away from the days of wandering around in the dust. Facing a prosperous life with everything he wants, a loving wife and a happy family, he still remembers the lack of food, cold and hunger.
How many years have passed? No one is greedy for ease, and warriors are no exception, but the heart of a strong person should remain unchanged until death.
Shang Nan concentrated on his pair of iron fists. Unlike weapons, fists cannot be lost or lost. Therefore, using fists as weapons requires the determination to win and the courage to die. Only such courage supports the fists.
Only then will you be indestructible and go to disadvantages.
Li Huqiu put his finger on Shang Nan's shoulder and said: "Punch! If you can't do this punch, I will immediately ask Uncle Bao to turn around and return home, and kill Yang Junhu personally to put an end to this matter for you! And from now on you will
He is only worthy of hiding in Yan Mingqian's arms and drowning his sorrows with wine, and is not worthy of witnessing the unprecedented decisive battle between the two most powerful men in the world!"
Shang Nan's whole body was shaken, his face suddenly turned red, and he shouted: "Of course I can do it! Of course I am qualified to watch that decisive battle! I am Shang Nan, who is determined to become the world's best boxing master!" With a move of his feet,
With the help of Brother Hu, he took a step forward and punched straight towards Li Huqiu.
The speed of this punch was not fast, and the momentum was not fierce. It was struck forward calmly. A smile appeared in Li Huqiu's eyes, his hair actually flew up against the wind, and the air in front of him became stagnant. Shang Nan
With his fist frozen in front of him, Huqiu turned his hands behind his back on the boom, with one foot as the axis, and his body swiveled behind Shang Nan.
Shang Nan's punch hit an oncoming huge wave, and the torrent was split into two by this punch!
"I borrowed your hand to punch this punch. My body cannot directly withstand the impact of the power of Shinto, but you can! The ultimate path of Shinto is a journey of defeating destiny with flesh and blood. Even if you have the talent to do it,
Tickets also require the courage to transcend life and death, honor and disgrace, and the tempered will." Li Huqiu patted Shang Nan on the shoulder, "Think carefully about the punch just now." He jumped onto the deck.
Today, Huqiu's physical strength is perfect, his mood is like a god, and his transportation skills are extremely clever. This clever move has inspired the potential in Shang Nan's body. It's like a ray of fire igniting a powder keg. Shang Nan was aware of this before punching.
The force was almost too strong for him to control and bear, but he still threw out the punch firmly. Now his arm was ailing, but Li Huqiu's left ring finger was fractured. What was caused by that punch was Shinto after all.
Even if it was in Shang Nan's body, Huqiu's body still couldn't directly withstand the counter-shock impact of this force.
Shang Nan looked at his fist infatuatedly, with only the memory of that punch in his mind. The boat was heaving under the motion of the huge waves, but he didn't feel it at all, as if there was only that punch left in the world. He
Withdrawing his fist, he recalled the stretched state of the fascia in his body when he punched that punch. That was the key to him being able to withstand the force. The moment he wanted to exert force again, he involuntarily took a step forward. That was the origin of the force.
The moment he was hit by the tiger mound, he felt as if electricity was flowing from the soles of his feet to his spine and two back muscles. The energy and blood in his body were condensed into balls in an instant and poured into his heart along there, and then were sent into the heart by the powerful mental force.
Throughout his body, the surging strength made Shang Nan feel that his bones were being compressed and his muscles were almost bursting apart, but at the critical moment, his fascia stretched to help him withstand the force.
"Is this the force that the Shinto body has to withstand every moment?" When the blood in his body no longer condensed, Shang Nan suddenly woke up and shouted to Huqiu: "Brother Hu, I did it! I can withstand the potential of the Shinto
!”
Li Huqiu hid his broken left hand behind his back, turned around and said: "What you just endured was the potential that has just surpassed the realm of perfection, that is, the quasi-Shinto potential. The real Shinto realm is to understand the method of divine transformation. You must learn to carry Qi
Use blood to change bone shape and muscle density, and improve the strength of fascia. Only when you achieve this step can you be qualified to be called a Shinto master."
Nanyang, a famous island. There is a green and clear lake in a small valley on the island. A wooden house has been built beside the lake. A monk and a layman are sitting opposite each other under the eaves of the verandah, drinking tea, baking in a clay oven, and the smoke is curling up.
The fragrance overflows.
The monk is tall and has bronze-colored skin, which looks like copper poured into iron. Not only does his bald head have no hair, he doesn't even have eyebrows or beard. Against the rising sun, it glows with red light, sitting there like a god. Layman
The man is small in stature and looks like a boy with delicate features. He is wearing a brocade Tang suit, sitting in the wind, acting calmly, and exuding a carefree and fairy-like atmosphere.
It was Kong Wenlong and Nie Xiaolin who were about to embark on an unprecedented decisive battle. The scenery of this place was secluded and beautiful. The two of them were drinking tea and chatting here, and there was no trace of the chilling atmosphere before the battle.
Li Huqiu and Shang Nan appeared on the mountain trail one after another, and they could already see clearly what was going on by the lake.
This is the place for the decisive battle carefully prepared by Nie Xiaolin, and the coordinates are hidden in the Linglong Tower. Li Huqiu has been promoted to the realm of the Grandmaster, and his control over the power of the Shinto is enough to open the tower. This was also a test left by Nie Xiaolin.
, if he cannot open the Linglong Tower before the day of the decisive battle, he will not be qualified to watch the decisive battle.[
Huqiu looked at it for a moment and couldn't help but admire the old devil's whimsical idea.
The venue for the decisive battle was actually in the middle of the lake! A huge wooden platform was floating there. It was still more than a hundred meters away from the lake. The situation in the small valley was clear at a glance. Li Huqiu did not see a ferry by the lake. Obviously, if he wanted to get on the stage,
You just have to find another way by yourself.
Nie Xiaolin and Kong Wenlong waved to the two brothers together.
The old devil said loudly: "Good boy, you are on time! I thought the hurricane a few days ago was going to delay your trip."
Kong Wenlong asked: "Why didn't Zhang Yongbao come?"
Li Huqiu first answered Nie Xiaolin: "The boat capsized, so I have to swim here." Then he said to Kong Wenlong: "Uncle Bao injured an arm a while ago. This battle is sad to watch."
Nie Xiaolin waved to him, "Come and sit down!"
Li Shang and the two sat down.
Kong Wenlong's eyes stopped on Shang Nan, and after looking at it for a long time, he asked: "Is your surname Long or Shang?"
Shang Nan said: "My name is Shang Nan."
Kong Wenlong sighed: "You are Long Yong's son. If I die, please take me back to my hometown in Cangzhou for the sake of our forty-year friendship with your father, who is both a teacher and a friend."
Shang Nan said: "I just want to ask the master about my late father Long Yong."
Kong Wenlong took a sip of tea, letting the aroma of Youran ripple in his throat for a moment, swallowed it into his belly, took a long breath and said with a smile: "Although the past is over, who in this world wants to know how he got here?"
A fool who doesn’t know anything about the world?”
Shang Nan respectfully refilled his glass, while Li Huqiu and Nie Xiaolin listened quietly.
In 1976, your father was shot by the militiamen and put into suspended animation to protect the Shanmen Ancestral Temple. He was rescued by Jingci Zhai. The owner of the Zhai Zhai, Shang Jingyi, used Chinese Zhuyou techniques and spent nearly two years to save him.
After he saved his life, he had you. Long Yong had a deep affection for Shang Jingyi back then, but he didn’t know that the physiques of the previous Jingci Zhai masters were not suitable for motherhood, and Shang Jingyi was no exception. She loved you
Your father was also obsessed with it and insisted on having a child for him. Later, your mother developed a hidden disease and passed away after giving birth to you. Long Yong was heartbroken over this. Your father was a biased person who easily went to extremes. At that time, he and his junior brother Zhang Daojun
He had already reconciled, but because of your mother's death, he even hated his junior brother Zhang Daojun, who personally rescued him back to Jingci Zhai, just because his junior brother didn't remind him that the master of Jingci Zhai was not suitable for childbearing. Later, he even hated you to death.
Your mother, she saw that your bones were a prodigy in martial arts, so she gave the hard Tai Chi skills she had created in her life to a disciple from the old sect along with you.
When Kong Wenlong said this, he sighed, "I have known Brother Long for forty years, and I pride myself on knowing him as a person, but I didn't know that it is almost impossible to fully understand a person. I didn't expect that he would spare Zhang Daojun's life in the competition."
, and I didn’t expect that he would sacrifice his life to pay tribute to the pinnacle of martial arts, and show mercy to the young man he had never met before. This shows that he is by no means a narrow-minded person. Therefore, I think your father abandoned you back then, maybe it was not just because
hatred."
Human nature is complex and unpredictable. It is said that painting the skin of a tiger is difficult to paint the bones. Knowing the face of a person but not the heart.
Li Huqiu comforted Shang Nan, "I think it's because of love. Master Long loves your mother so deeply. I understand this feeling best. I have been deliberately avoiding Xiao Yanzi in the past few years, because whenever I see
She will think of her mother, and the feeling is like opening a scabbed wound in her heart. I think Master Long is the same as me, so he is afraid of seeing you."
Kong Wenlong said: "On the one hand, Long Yong was a fugitive who committed murder and was always being hunted by the government. On the other hand, he wanted to forget your mother by being obsessed with martial arts and take you by his side. How could he do it?"
A person who has been abandoned since childhood is equivalent to being eliminated once at the beginning. It is never a pleasant feeling. This kind of pain has puzzled Huqiu for many years, and Shang Nan is no exception. Today he finally knows the truth. His parents
There were reasons for leaving him behind. Over the years, he had seen and heard many things about good parents abandoning their own flesh and blood. Every time, he was indignant and wished he could find Long Yong immediately and question him face to face. But when he learned that Long Yong
When Yong disappeared, Long Yong had already sacrificed his soul to martial arts.
With tears in his eyes, Shang Nanlong knelt down and kowtowed to Kong Wenlong, saying: "People are like trees, without roots! This matter has been suppressed in my heart for many years. Thank you for speaking out."
Kong Wenlong stretched out his hand to support each other and said, "The body is a Bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror. It must be brushed diligently at all times to prevent it from attracting dust. Although the beauty of the Bodhi tree is not as beautiful as that of Huineng, it can create the gradual door of convenience in Northern Zen. It is a sect of Dharma, and people
There is North and South, the method is one kind, and it is slow and slow; what is the name of Dunjian? Fadunjian, people have blunt sharpness, so it is called Dunjian. Your father's qualifications are not as good as mine, but he has always adhered to the ambition of a warrior these years, and in the end he ended up with the same goal.
If you want to conquer Shinto, you will do the same!"[
Then he said to Li Huqiu: "You are an anomaly. Just as Zen Buddhism depends on understanding when selecting talents, and Taoism teaches based on bones, the first priority when selecting talents for martial arts is bone talent, and your skeletal physical signs are only ordinary. Dong Zhaofeng taught you real kung fu back then."
, I just saw that you are very sincere in martial arts, and I did it on a whim. Your achievements today really make the old monk admire you."
Nie Xiaolin put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "It's true that I am not alone in my path!" Suddenly he asked Huqiu: "If you can find this place, it means you have opened the exquisite tower. Just now the old monk talked about the divine beauty of Zen Buddhism, so he must have the divine beauty of the phalanges in the tower.
You have also seen the relic, tell me what you think?"
Li Huqiu took out a delicate small box from his arms, held it up with both hands, and said: "Zen Master Shenxiu lived to be one hundred and one years old, which was really rare in ancient times, but if he were a Shinto master, he would not have lived to this age.
What a surprise."
Nie Xiaolin listened with a smile.
Li Huqiu opened the small box and took out a phalanx that was as white as jade and as green as hard. He continued: "This phalanx should be the index finger of Zen Master Shenxiu's right hand. The bone density is ten times that of ordinary people. After thousands of years of
It is still as old as jade. It can only be like this if it is constantly squeezed by the power of Shinto."
Nie Xiaolin took it with a smile and passed it to Kong Wenlong, "Great monk, take a look again."
Kong Wenlong took it and looked at it carefully for a while, then shook his head with doubts on his face and said, "This is strange. Zen Master Shenxiu is only in the realm of perfection, but his finger is a true Shinto practice."
Nie Xiaolin praised: "As expected of a great monk, there are no more than four people in the world who can tell at a glance that this finger is the phalange of a Shinto warrior, and there are three here today. Only one person can tell at a glance that Zen Master Shenxiu is actually only at the perfect state.
There are three of them, and there are only two of them present. Besides you and me, the only one is the Japanese monk from fifty years ago."
Kong Wenlong frowned and said: "Brother Nie is talking about the Japanese imperial master Xi Xuan, the Caodong Zen master who met the US Pacific Commander MacArthur alone fifty years ago?" He paused slightly and asked: "Didn't he pass away many years ago?"
Nie Xiaolin said: "This monk is probably about the same age as me. During World War II, he was framed and imprisoned by the Tojo government for more than ten years for opposing the war. I originally thought he was dead. Not long ago, there was a leader of an American political family.
The guy was sick, and I went to see him in person. He was so ill that there was no hope of recovery even through medicine and stone surgery. But suddenly one day he recovered as before. I thought it was incredible, so I asked him how he recovered. The Yankee said he was chanted by a Japanese monk.
After being cured, of course there are no such miraculous scriptures in this world, but there are such miraculous monks, such as Nishigen Mogi, so I personally went to Japan and found that this thief is still alive."
Kong Wenlong said with an emotional expression: "When Xixuan visited China, he talked about Zen and Taoism with his master Li Shuwen. The master once said that this man has the power of a great hero, but it is a pity that he did not learn the killing fist."
Nie Xiaolin said: "Even a sheep can ignore the threat of a lion when it grows to the size of an elephant. Although Xixuan is not a martial artist, he is a real practitioner of Shinto. In Japan, Zen Buddhism
Also known as the religion of the samurai, this monk is not very popular in Japan, but the Americans have tried to invite him to the United States several times, but he has always refused. This alone can be regarded as a figure. Originally, if you and I fight, I
I also planned to invite him to come and observe, but unfortunately he was not interested at all."
Li Huqiu took the Shenxiu finger bone from Kong Wenlong and looked at it for a while, but still couldn't figure out why.
Nie Xiaolin stretched out his right index finger and asked, "What do you think this is?"
Shang Nan scratched his head and said, "One finger." He put down his hand, and before Nie Xiaolin could express his stance, he shook his head first, knowing that the decision was not that simple.
Nie Xiaolin nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, but it's not the answer I want."
Li Huqiu hesitated for a moment, "My Tao has always been consistent, and I can't change this to martial arts."
Nie Xiaolin praised: "Your martial arts is already unique, and you are qualified to say this, but what you are talking about can only be considered to have something in common with the secret of this phalange."
Kong Wenlong said: "But one-finger Zen?"
Nie Xiaolin laughed, "After all, the great monk is still very knowledgeable. It is one-finger Zen. Of course, it is not the one-finger Zen internal skill of the Southern Shaolin School, but the one-finger enlightenment of the Northern Zen School."
Kong Wenlong said: "Raising one finger means that all dharmas will be unified and all differences will be equal. Therefore, the one finger raised by Mr. Master encompasses the world with myriad phenomena. This is a Zen verse that Zen Master Shenxiu told his disciples."
Nie Xiaolin said: "Before Shenxiu studied Zen with Hongren, the fifth ancestor of Zen, he met Daoxin, the fourth ancestor by chance. At that time, he was just a teenager and proficient in Confucianism and Buddhism. He asked Xin what Buddhism was, and Daoxin then
He raised a finger and wrote on a piece of bluestone the words "all things are unified and all differences are equal", and then told Shenxiu that in what year and month he could erase these words with one finger and make the stones equal, then
I have understood the Dharma."
Kong Wenlong said: "Shenxiu often raised his finger when teaching the Dharma. After his death, only the finger bone relics were left. It turns out there is another reason for this."
Nie Xiaolin said: "It's just rumors. The truth has long been unknown because of the age, but Shenxiu's finger of enlightenment is genuine." Then he said to Huqiu: "The reason why Shenxiu has not reached the realm of Shinto is because
He only has this phalange left, but in history there were people who left their entire body of relics, which can never be burned by fire! This is absolutely true. If you are curious, wait until either the great monk or I dies.
You can give it a try."
Li Huqiu said: "You asked me before what I realized after seeing this phalange. Could it be that you wanted to tell me this?"
Nie Xiaolin glanced at the ring finger of Huqiu's left hand and said, "If you can understand the mystery of this finger, you won't break it again the next time you use the power of Shinto. Isn't that enough?"
Li Huqiu is really in awe of the old devil. Five years ago, he stole the Linglong Tower, and the old devil deliberately refused to take it back. Now he opened the Linglong Tower, got the coordinates of the island, and also got this phalanx.
, but it turns out that there is a hidden meaning. It may be impossible to reach the divine way through the whole body, but there is great hope in practicing just one finger! Li Huqiu has two unique skills in Kung Fu. The flying knife is powerful, but he has to rely on his fingers to startle the dragon.
To make up for the shortcomings of close combat, if you can practice this equal-finger technique, Finger-Starling Dragon will have the power of the divine way! He has just reached perfection, his desire for martial arts is strong, and he is happy when he hears the way. Nie Xiaolin's few words are exactly
A word to wake up the dreamer.
After three cups of tea, Nie Xiaolin finally stood up, and Kong Wenlong looked at him and smiled before standing up.
Nie Xiaolin said: "Great monk, although you are twenty years younger than me, no matter how young or old you learn, those who have mastered it come first. I truly reached the Shinto realm of inner and outer unity, but it was decades later than you, so this stage is still the same."
Please go on first."
Kong Wenlong said: "You have accumulated a lot of experience and have cultivated your mind for thirty years. In terms of mental state practice, you are even better than a poor monk. Besides, you are an elder, so you should be the first to step up."
Both of them may not care about life and death, but they cannot understand the word honor and disgrace. The purpose of blaming each other is to see the other's true and false first. The water surface of more than 100 meters is enough for the person who moves behind to understand the characteristics of the other's movement and breathing changes.
The rhythm of Qi, and even changes in heartbeat. These details may be meaningless between low-level warriors, but between Nie and Kong, they mean opportunities and the most important intelligence. Therefore, no one is willing to suffer this loss.
The two of them gave in to each other, not caring about any manners or reputations, like two children fighting over chess.
Li Huqiu was an expert, and he understood the two people's thoughts, and suddenly interjected: "I have an idea but I don't know if it is feasible."
Nie Xiaolin said: "Let's talk about it."
Li Huqiu said: "You two don't have to move. Shang Nan and I each carry one on our back, so we don't have to worry about losing the upper hand."
Nie Xiaolin said happily: "This is a good idea. You are my grandson-in-law, so of course you will carry me."
Kong Wenlong glanced at Shang Nan, shook his head and said: "No! This kid may not be able to cross the 100 meters of water by himself, let alone carry the Sa family's two hundred pounds?"
Li Huqiu was about to speak, but Nie Xiaolin rushed to say: "Can this still trouble you, the great monk? Now you can teach him some tips on improving luck. I can wait for you for a while. Between you and me
There are martial arts competitions, fist and kick competitions, and the skills of the disciples are also compared. Learning the Tao and passing on the skills itself is a part of martial arts. Even the champion master's idiot apprentice cannot be regarded as a real Shinto master. This will test your ability to teach the skills, great monk.
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ps1: There was a slight uproar in the book review section and a post was deleted. This is the second time a post about Hengyangcun has been deleted. The first time I deleted a post was because you insulted the author. You stopped subscribing and voted for pirated copies. Let’s both
No one owes anyone. As a result, you didn’t like it anymore and went to the book review area to insult the author for the second time. It’s just an urban entertainment novel. Every character does not exist in the world you and I live in. You have to connect with reality.
Together, and then you get really angry. Isn’t this just looking for anger?
ps2: The author's character is indeed average in real life. However, you said that I would not do that kind of thing of taking advantage of someone and then hacking someone. But you saw the pirated version and came to criticize me, which is very consistent with this move.