In less than five minutes, Chen Xiaoli drew circles with her hands, and finally finished a set of punches. She slowly stopped her movements. The dead grass and leaves flying around her body also lost the traction of their energy at this moment, and settled like dust.
, and suddenly fell to the ground.
"call!"
A long breath came out of Chen Xiaoli's mouth, shooting far and wide like an arrow of air.
After calming down, Chen Xiaoli opened his eyes and turned around and walked towards Chen Dasheng, but Chen Dasheng was already looking at Chen Xiaoli blankly, his mouth was too big to speak.
Where Chen Xiaoli just stood, there is a Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish pattern composed of dead branches and leaves. Although it is not complete, it is vivid and very magical.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Chen Dasheng's eyes were full of surprise. A set of punches could actually lead to such a big battle, which he couldn't do at all.
Chen Xiaoli waved his hand and led Chen Dasheng into the room. The first thing he said after sitting down was, "Do you still remember your third uncle?"
"Third uncle? Remember, he is the blind man in our village!" Chen Dasheng nodded hurriedly.
Chen Dasheng's hometown is in a remote mountainous area in western Shu, called Chenjiagou. When he was a child, there was a blind old Taoist priest in the village who specialized in doing white things for people. Chen Dasheng didn't know his name, but according to the local seniority, Chen Dasheng and
Chen Xiaoli always calls him Third Uncle, and Chen Xiaoli learned all his feudal superstitions and miscellaneous tricks from the blind Third Uncle. Chen Dasheng still remembers this.
"You brat, don't talk about your third uncle like that!" Chen Xiaoli reached out and patted Chen Dasheng on the head. It was obvious that she had great respect for that third uncle. "Although my third uncle is blind, his heart is brighter than anyone else!"
"Yes, yes!" Chen Dasheng hurriedly nodded to admit his mistake and changed the subject, "Sister, what do you think happened to my third uncle?"
Chen Xiaoli took a deep breath, organized his words, and said, "The third uncle's official name is Chen Yunhe, and he is the successor of the Chen family's Tai Chi. The boxing technique I just practiced is Chen's family boxing and Tai Chi."
"Chen Family Quan?" Chen Dasheng was stunned and then asked, "Sister, are you saying that the third uncle is not a magic stick, but a martial arts master?"
Chen Xiaoli rolled his eyes at Chen Dasheng and said sternly, "Even if the third uncle is a magic stick, he is still a magic stick with real kung fu!"
"Uh!" Chen Dasheng laughed dryly, knowing that he was quick to talk and violated Chen Xiaoli's taboo again.
Chen Xiaoli said, "You were still young at that time and didn't know anything. I also accidentally saw my third uncle boxing once, and then I realized that he was actually a reclusive master. After that, I often went to my third uncle's place to help him.
Seeing that our siblings were lonely and worried that we would be bullied, he accepted me as his disciple and passed on all he had learned to me!"
"So that's it!" After listening to Chen Xiaoli's story, Chen Dasheng suddenly nodded, "So, our family has inherited a great favor from our third uncle!"
Chen Xiaoli nodded and said, "Yes, if it hadn't been for my third uncle, we, my sister and my brother, wouldn't have been able to survive to this day."
"Then let's find some time to go back and thank our third uncle properly!" Chen Dasheng said.
Chen Xiaoli shook his head and sighed, "My third uncle passed away three months ago!"
"Dead? I didn't think he was quite tough before?" Chen Dasheng looked very surprised when he heard this.
Chen Xiaoli rolled his eyes at Chen Dasheng, "You, I don't know how long it's been since I went back. I'm afraid you don't even remember who was in the ditch, right?"
Chen Dasheng shook his head. Indeed, after he came out to study, he rarely went back. The place was remote, and his only relative was also in Chengdu. There was nothing worth remembering. The only thing was the unbearable memories of his childhood.
I only go back on parents' memorial days and Qingming Festival. Now I want Chen Dasheng to tell who else is in Chenjiagou. It's really difficult for him.
"The third uncle is a master of internal martial arts. Although he is over eighty years old, if he had not suffered from many years of hidden injuries, he would have easily lived another twenty or thirty years!" Chen Xiaoli's face was filled with regret.
"Secretly hurting an old illness?" Chen Dasheng looked at Chen Xiaoli doubtfully, eager to get to the bottom of it.
Chen Xiaoli shook his head, avoided Chen Dasheng's question, and said, "Now it's time to talk about you. The boxing technique you just performed is very similar to my Chenmen Tai Chi nine points, but it is also different at the same time. Can you tell me honestly?
Where did I learn this from?"
"I don't know!" Chen Dasheng shook his head vigorously. "When I woke up at noon yesterday, I wanted to stretch my muscles in the yard, and then I started playing the Tai Chi taught in the school. As a result, those moves fell apart inexplicably, and then I
That’s it…”
Chen Xiaoli looked at Chen Dasheng suspiciously, "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's the truth, you are my sister, how could I lie to you!" Chen Dasheng's voice suddenly rose a decibel.
"Okay, why are you so loud? I know you won't lie to me!" Chen Xiaoli rolled his eyes at Chen Dasheng and asked doubtfully, "Have you met any strange people in the past two days?"
"Strange person?"
Chen Dasheng was stunned for a moment, somewhat puzzled by what he meant.
Chen Xiaoli explained, "I once heard my third uncle say that when you practice Neijiaquan to a very high level, you can give people enlightenment and transfer your cultivation to others. In ancient times, there were many senior masters who were nearing the end of their lifespan.
Everyone will use this method to leave a legacy, and my sister suspects that you have encountered this situation!"
"Uh!" Chen Dasheng paused after hearing the words. He almost told everything about his inheritance from the Giant Spirit Clan, and he swallowed his words. After all, it was unbelievable to say about the ancient Giant Spirit Clan.
"Think carefully, have you ever met such a person?" Chen Xiaoli's eyes were full of urgency, because she thought that the person who gave Chen Dasheng the initiation must be a Tai Chi master, and he might even be a master of Tai Chi.
He may have some connection with Chen Yunhe.
The eager look was replaced by a confused look on Chen Dasheng's face. Chen Xiaoli was a little disappointed, but he firmly believed in his heart that there must be an expert who taught Chen Dasheng his skills, but Chen Dasheng himself didn't know it.
"Sister, in the past three years, have you become successful in Chengdu by relying on the martial arts taught by your third uncle?" After a while, Chen Dasheng asked again.
After listening to Chen Dasheng's question, Chen Xiaoli suppressed all the doubts in his heart, stood up and walked to the bed. Under Chen Dasheng's puzzled eyes, he dragged out a dusty red wooden box from the bottom of the bed.
Chen Dasheng recognized the wooden box. It was brought by Chen Xiaoli from his hometown. It was said to be his mother's dowry.
After opening the box, he didn't know what miscellaneous items were inside. Chen Xiaoli rummaged around in the box for a while and took out a brand-new, big red certificate book from the bottom of the box.
"What is it, a marriage certificate?" Chen Dasheng couldn't help but be startled when he saw the big golden national emblem on the certificate.
Chen Xiaoli threw the book directly in front of Chen Dasheng, "Read it yourself!"
Chen Dasheng doubtfully picked up the certificate, which was about the size of a cigarette box. It looked like a party membership card, but there was only a golden national emblem on the cover.
"Level 5 Houtian martial artist?"
Opening the certificate, several large black characters appeared in front of Chen Dasheng. Chen Dasheng couldn't help but be startled. When he took a closer look, he saw Chen Xiaoli's name and photo on it. There was also a large steel seal stamped on the photo: China National Warrior Appraisal Center.
"Sister, what does this mean? What is an acquired martial arts master?" Chen Dasheng looked up at Chen Xiaoli, his eyes full of confusion.
"A state of practicing internal martial arts!" Chen Xiaoli replied concisely and concisely.
"Uh, sister, tell me, what is internal kung fu, and what is the realm? Is the fifth-level Houtian martial artist very powerful?" Chen Dasheng felt that there were too many questions in his mind. What happened in the past two days
This incident really overturned his previous world view.
Chen Xiaoli said, "The so-called external training of muscles, bones and skin, internal training of one breath, and internal kung fu are exercises that can cultivate internal strength!"
"Inner strength? Is it the inner strength mentioned in the TV series?" Chen Dasheng asked.
"You can put it that way!" Chen Xiaoli nodded slightly, "According to Taoist theory, a person's level of cultivation in martial arts can be roughly divided into refining Qi, refining Qi to return to spirit, refining spirit to return to void, and refining void to combine with Tao.
Among the four realms, refining qi is the entry level for warriors. Nowadays, many cultivators in China are wandering in this realm. After entering the realm of refining qi and restoring spirit, they can be called acquired martial arts masters. Your sister, I
We are in this realm now, and there are definitely no more than a hundred people in China who are in this realm!"
When he said the last words, Chen Xiaoli had a hint of pride on his face, and Chen Dasheng was also speechless. There are one to two billion people in China, but there are only less than a hundred people who have reached the level of martial arts masters. This ratio seems to be higher than that of pandas.
It's nowhere near rare.
"What about going up further?" Chen Dasheng was a little overwhelmed. It was unbelievable that his sister had become a master so quietly.
Chen Xiaoli said, "After refining Qi and transforming into a god, you will become an innate master who can refine the god and return it to the void. The third uncle was a strong man in this realm back then. People in this realm are even rarer. As far as I know, after the death of the third uncle
, there are only four people left in China."
"What about those who are in the realm of refining the void and combining the Tao?" Chen Dasheng couldn't help but ask.
"Not one!" Chen Xiaoli shook his head, "I'm afraid China has not produced such a figure for hundreds of years. Your sister is only a half-hearted person and doesn't know much. If the third uncle is still around, maybe he can know
Some."
Chen Dasheng sat on the stool, unable to speak for a long time. His blind third uncle, who he had always regarded as a swindler since he was a child, could actually be an innate grandmaster in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, the top master in China. This information is simply too exciting.
