Cao Ya shook his head: "Brother Hu, you don't need to say more. I won't let Wuji go wandering in the martial arts world. He may die at any time. It's better to just stay as an ordinary person."
"Alas... that's true." Hu Ruilin nodded and said: "Although I have the ability to protect myself, it is also the reason for my death... Well, I'll leave it to you, it's such a pity!"
"How can there be so many good things in the world?" Cao Ya said with a smile: "Brother Hu, you think too highly of him."
"Brother Cao, you don't know. People who practice martial arts first look at their masters and secondly their qualifications. Both are indispensable. If you have both, it is not difficult to become a master."
Cao Ya smiled and shook his head and said no more.
Seeing him like this, Hu Ruilin finally gave up and sighed: "That's all, just don't tell me!... Feng'er, teach me the Eight Methods of Drinking Tigers!"
"Yes, Dad!" Hu Xiaofeng nodded casually.
Hu Ruilin said: "If you young people can talk to each other, you should teach them carefully. Don't lose the face of our Yinhu Zhai!"
"Dad, you understand so well." Hu Xiaofeng said impatiently.
He turned around and smiled: "Junior brother Li, let's go out and talk."
Li Muchan clasped his fists and said goodbye to Cao Ya and Hu Ruilin. The two of them left the house. Li Muchan smiled and said, "Brother Hu, I wonder where we are going?"
"Find a private place." Hu Xiaofeng said.
Li Muchan said: "Then come to my room."
Hu Xiaofeng nodded, and the two entered the room. Hu Xiaofeng closed the door, looked around the room, and pushed the round table in the center to the wall to make way for an open space.
Hu Xiaofeng stood in the middle of the empty space and said in a deep voice: "Dad said that you have excellent qualifications. It must not be difficult to learn... Our eight methods of drinking tigers in Yinhuzhai are the most basic introductory mental methods. They are the martial arts of Yinhuzhai."
The basis of learning, everything is based on this. Among the disciples of Yinhuzhai in the past generations, there were some who only practiced the eight methods of Yinhuzhai and became countless masters in the world."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and nodded slowly.
Hu Xiaofeng said: "So don't underestimate the Eight Tiger Drinking Techniques. As long as you practice them well, it is not difficult to become a first-class master."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Senior Brother Hu."
Hu Xiaofeng waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be polite. Since my father gave the order, I will naturally obey it. I will practice it slowly twice."
As he spoke, he spread out his movements and assumed a strange posture, and then remained motionless. He seemed to be squatting but not squatting, and jumping but not jumping. It was as if he was about to jump but was stopped.
Li Muchan glanced at it and imprinted it into his mind, and then simulated it over and over again.
"This is the bird flying pose. This movement contains infinite mysteries. If you can fully understand its secrets, you don't need to learn anything else in Yinhuzhai martial arts. Just practicing this pose is enough!" Hu Xiaofeng's body did not move, only his lips moved.
Li Muchan nodded, vaguely understanding the mystery.
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He secretly admired, this style is indeed exquisite, it is between movement and stillness. It is this thread of movement that makes you want to move, but stillness and vividness.
Through the simulation in his mind, he had already gotten a glimpse of the mystery. This gesture alone has endless charm, and the eight methods of drinking tiger are indeed extraordinary.
Hu Xiaofeng asked: "Are you ready?"
Li Muchan smiled and struck a pose, and it was exactly this one. It looked like a crouch, but not a squat, and a leap, but not a leap. It was like a bird trying to spread its wings, which was quite weird.
Hu Xiaofeng looked at him and nodded: "As expected of his qualifications, he is really smart. Well, the next method is Wuji style!"
As he spoke, he made another move, leaning back and bending. He grabbed his feet with both hands, forming a circle with his whole body, and then remained motionless.
Li Muchan took a look and saw that this action was too difficult for ordinary people and required flexibility. His body was strong and powerful, far beyond the comparison of ordinary people. After seeing it, he followed it directly.
"Good!" Hu Xiaofeng nodded in admiration: "This pose is also infinitely mysterious. The hands and feet join together to form a circle, like Yin and Yang returning to one, Tai Chi returning to Wuji... The key to this pose is softness and virtuality. If you cannot achieve softness and virtuality, the Qi
If it cannot be combined with the deficiency, it will have no effect."
Li Muchan nodded, he had a very deep understanding of this kind of pile skills, and without Hu Xiaofeng having to say much, he could grasp the secret just by looking at the movement.
Afterwards, Hu Xiaofeng performed six more movements, all of which were weird and strange. Li Muchan followed them one by one without any mistakes, and he learned it in a short time.
Hu Xiaofeng asked Li Muchan to do it again. Looking at Li Muchan's slow movements, he hummed: "It's really amazing. I spent a lot of time practicing this, suffered a lot, and received a lot of beatings from my father, but I didn't
I think you learned it in just one try. If my father hadn't seen it, I would have doubted whether you had learned it before!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "These moves are not difficult, are they?"
"Huh, it's not difficult?" Hu Xiaofeng said angrily: "It looks simple, but it's not that easy to do it perfectly. The position of the fingers and the vision must be perfect. It's not easy to do it. Like you
This is really uncomfortable!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Brother Hu, thank you!"
"I won't say flattery. One is one, two is two!" Hu Xiaofeng snorted: "It's a pity if you don't practice martial arts. What can you learn from studying literature? It's better to become a first-class master, dominate the world, and be happy and carefree. What a waste.
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Li Muchan smiled and said, "You cannot disobey the teacher's wishes."
"...That's true." Hu Xiaofeng nodded and said: "Uncle Cao is a second-grade official. Unfortunately, he can be demoted at any time. Unlike us martial arts practitioners, once we have mastered martial arts, we can't lose it.
It’s not like being an official, your life is in other people’s hands!”
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head without saying much.
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He has read a lot of books and already understands that this world is like the ancient times of the earth. Although there are martial arts masters and green forest heroes, these people cannot be the masters of the country.
The people who are in charge are still scholars and officials, and the people's hearts are as strong as the officials' laws. No matter how strong their martial arts are, they can't fight against the government, otherwise there will only be one end.
Everything is inferior except for those who are good at reading. Even if a weak scholar passes the imperial examination and leaps into the Dragon Court, he will have the power of life and death, and martial arts masters will not dare to commit such a crime.
Hu Xiaofeng is young now and may not understand these things or the laws of the world. Li Muchan, who has experienced several lives, naturally understands this.
The so-called power does not only refer to martial arts, but to all kinds of others. Martial arts is a kind of strength, and power is a kind of power. In some worlds, martial arts is stronger, and in other worlds, power is stronger.
In the world he lives in now, being an official is better than being a martial arts hero. It is better to practice in Gongmen. The reason why Li Muchan worships Cao Ya as his teacher is because he wants to hide in Gongmen.
Otherwise, even if he is a great master who is not familiar with the place and has no means to borrow money, he will die too easily. He is extremely cautious, and those fallen great masters serve as a warning to him.
Seeing that Li Muchan was disapproving, Hu Xiaofeng felt angry and said coldly: "Do you look down on people in the martial arts world?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Hu has misunderstood. My ambition is not to kill. It is easy to save one person, but it is difficult to save a thousand people. Being an official will benefit a party for one term. I think it is better to be an official."
Hu Xiaofeng snorted and said: "If you practice martial arts well, you can protect those honest officials, which is also a blessing, just like my father!"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "That's true."
Hu Xiaofeng was very angry when he saw that Li Muchan was smiling but not showing any affection. He felt that Li Muchan was slippery and was really unhappy, so he couldn't have a close relationship with her.
Thinking of this, he sneered: "Okay, I'll teach you what you need to teach. The key is for you to practice on your own. I'm leaving!"
After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Li Muchan to say anything, slamming the door and leaving.
Li Muchan smiled, but was not angry. Although Hu Xiaofeng was arrogant and had a bad temper, he did not have a stubborn heart or a palace, so there was no need to be on guard.
Xiao He curled in: "What's wrong with him?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "If you don't speculate, we can rest assured that Hero Hu is here this time."
"Yes." Xiao He showed a sweet smile: "But Hu Xiaofeng is so arrogant and irritating that he doesn't take the young master seriously at all!"
Li Muchan looked at her with a smile: "Xiaohe, have you ever suffered from him?"
"No." Xiao He hurriedly shook his head and hummed: "He wants to eat swan meat, he really overestimates his ability!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior sister is gentle and courteous. She is indeed a good match. No wonder he likes her."
"He doesn't have any good intentions!" Xiao He curled her lips and snorted: "It's because he has taken a fancy to the master's identity and has ulterior motives!"
"Xiao He, you are overthinking." Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile, "I think he is obsessed with his junior sister."
"Master, you are too naive!" Xiao He rolled her eyes at him angrily: "If the young lady were not the master's daughter, he..., hum!"
"Does he have another woman?" Li Muchan frowned.
Xiaohe nodded: "He is a playboy!"
The two were talking when Uncle Xu came in and nodded: "Master, have you learned the eight methods of drinking tigers?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, Brother Hu just taught me the Eight Methods of Drinking Tiger."
"It's really rare!" Xu Bo said with a smile: "The Eight Methods of Drinking Tiger are not only the basic mental method of Drinking Tiger Zhai, but also the essence of Drinking Tiger Zhai. Master, if you can practice it well, you will definitely benefit a lot!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I understand."
Uncle Xu waved his hand and said: "Xiao He, don't disturb the young master's practice, let's go!"
Xiao He nodded with unfinished thoughts: "Okay, Master, hurry up and practice. Don't forget it when you look back! Let's go!"
Li Muchan smiled and waved, Xiao He and Uncle Xu closed the door and left.
Li Muchan began to practice the Eight Methods of Drinking Tiger, starting from the first Bird Flying Pose, and maintaining the Bird Flying Pose for half an hour. He was very familiar with the intensity of the Zhuang Gong, and knew that it would take more than two quarters of an hour to be truly effective.
Half an hour later, he smiled and realized that the Eight Methods of Drinking Tigers were indeed extraordinary. A trace of heat was actually generated and went up along the spring into the Dantian.
Most people may not be able to notice it, but Li Muchan has a strong spirit and a subtle sense, and can clearly see the generation of this inner energy.
This is indeed not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but seems to come from the earth's energy. Li Muchan frowned and thought to himself, is this bird flying posture absorbing the earth's energy, or is it the energy of the five grains in the Dantian?
He watched quietly and motionless, watching wisps of hot air drifting from the spring into his Dantian, but he couldn't figure out whether it came from the ground or directly from the spring.