When Ah Fu and Qin Wangshu dressed up and walked out of the guest house, they saw Cheng Sanwu and Chang Qing sparring with swords in the courtyard.
Unlike yesterday, where the moves were all precise and precise, Changqing is now much more fluent in wielding the sword. Although Cheng Sanwu will still catch a flaw from time to time and place his sword at a vital point, at least he won't be unable to catch a single blow.
Ah Fu smiled and said nothing. At this time, Cheng Sanwu blocked the chest with a knife and struck several times. Then he parried the sword edge that was cutting the lower body. He instantly stepped sideways, grabbed the opponent's arm, and struck an elbow.
Directly towards Changqing's throat.
Changqing couldn't avoid it, so she instinctively closed her eyes, but felt a bad wind blowing against her face. When she opened her eyes and looked again, she saw that the tip of Cheng Sanwu's elbow was still a few inches away from her neck and throat, with a proud look on her face.
"This is..." Qin Wangshu couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this.
In order to avoid being reused by the emperor, the chamberlain was ordered to secretly collect martial arts classics from all over the world, sort them out by the Yinlong Division master, and compile them into dozens of internal and external exercises, specifically designed to cultivate masters loyal to the emperor.
Different from the eight postures used in military battles, the internal martial arts mostly focus on concealment, assassination and quick and unpredictable body movements in order to act secretly. Therefore, in the path of martial arts theory, there are similarities with people in the world.
Qin Wangshu's sword skills and internal skills were passed down from Afu, but Qinggong's body skills and boxing skills were from the internal servant Shengyin Longsi.
I heard from Afu last night that Cheng Sanwu was a martial arts prodigy, and Qin Wangshu was still a little skeptical. But when she saw Cheng Sanwu displaying the short-fighting moves that she had once used, she had to admit that this person might
He has a talent for martial arts that is self-evident to his eyes.
"Not bad, not bad." Cheng Sanwu retreated, looked at Changqing and praised: "I didn't expect such a big improvement in one night, you are not shining in vain."
Chang Qing explained angrily: "That's called refining the moonlight, not basking in the moon! We need to cooperate with refining qi and think about it, so that we can achieve clarity of insight!"
Cheng Sanwu took out a small sharpening stone from his waist, sharpened it, and asked casually: "So you can become powerful overnight?"
Chang Qing will definitely not mention Senior Yingjun to the outside world, and talks with his hands behind his back: "Third-rate warriors work hard on their muscles and bones, second-rate warriors hone their moves, and first-rate warriors practice both internally and externally. Speaking of these internal cultivation methods alone, with all due respect, almost most of them come from
Needless to say, there is no need to mention the Taoist practice of kung fu, breathing, breathing and breathing. Do you think that the most advanced martial arts practice is just working on the body and limbs?"
"What else?" Cheng Sanwu held the Hundred Refined Divine Sword upright in front of his nose and looked at it carefully.
Chang Qing glanced at A Fu and Qin Wangshu nonchalantly, and continued: "A martial artist's long-term training is to make the body and limbs integrate the moves and routines, so that when facing the enemy, there is no need to think carefully, and the body can move freely, and even think first.
"This is to practice martial arts into the mind and thoughts. However, ordinary martial artists do not understand the subtleties of it. They can only rely on hard practice over time to ensure that the martial arts will not fade away. As everyone knows, if you are proficient in thinking, you can continue to become familiar with it in the sea of consciousness.
Moves."
"In other words, you can practice martial arts just by thinking?" Cheng Sanwu looked doubtful.
"Ordinary people have thoughts, but they are just superficial thoughts." Chang Qing did not hide his contempt: "And the power of Taoist thinking can completely present the internal organs, muscles, meridians and meridians of one's body in the sea of consciousness, and achieve insight.
The state of reflection. Whether there is any hidden danger of injury or illness can be known at a glance. The trend of the meridians and qi movement, as well as the changes in the strength of the movements and movements, are also very clear."
"So awesome!" Cheng Sanwu was a little tempted: "Can I learn it?"
"The power of thinking?" Changqing glanced at Cheng Sanwu a few times, then curled his lips and said, "Forget it, the skill of thinking requires extremely high xinxing. Many cultivators have gained nothing from thinking for many years, and they may also become distracted.
If you don’t adjust it, you will go crazy.”
"What you've been saying for a long time is all in vain!" Cheng Sanwu cursed and sheathed his sword.
At this time, Afu on the side was very interested and said: "I heard that Taoist Cunxiang's power can summon ghosts and gods and transform the five elements. Is it overkill for practicing martial arts?"
"Pedantic opinion!" Chang Qing untied his sleeve wristband, shook his clothes and flicked his sleeves and said: "Those who think about it are my gods. Thinking about my body, the foundation is still on one's own hard work! If you can keep it in your body,
With a hundred gods present, there will naturally be gods of heaven and earth to protect you, and the yin and yang and the five elements are in control. Once you achieve this state, martial arts will also achieve extraordinary and otherworldly achievements."
Changqing's words were not entirely out of anger, but because of senior Yingjun's guidance last night, he had some understanding.
He has long been familiar with how warriors can use Gang Qi. Although the sword Qi and palm skills released outside the body are amazingly powerful, they can easily become the nemesis of the practitioner, but after all, they are at an understandable level. Even the ignorant and stupid Cheng Sanwu can emit violent sword light.
, that is also reasonable.
However, Senior Yingjun's swordsmanship can no longer be viewed in terms of ordinary martial arts. With just a hole flute, he can activate the sword's intention, move the bamboo leaves, and attach the sword's energy. Even in Chang Qing's eyes, this ability is completely regarded as a miraculous skill.
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Not to mention that Senior Yingjun had been sparring with her for several hours last night, and her sword energy continued continuously until Changqing was exhausted, and her sword energy offensive showed no signs of slowing down.
Such long and endless Qi energy is extremely incompatible with the girl-like figure, which repeatedly proves that Senior Yingjun is an extraordinary person, and it is very possible to enter the Tao through martial arts and reach the innate state.
The so-called innate state has been discussed a lot in ancient Taoist scriptures, but the explanations are different. Generally speaking, the body and mind of ordinary people are acquired things. If they can return to the innate state, they will naturally return to their roots and regain their lives, retain their form and live in the world, and live forever.
Putting aside the lavish words of praise, Master Daguan once said to Chang Qing that the real secret of the innate state is to summon the essence of heaven and earth for one's own use. For Qishan cultivators, they can completely achieve this by attaining the innate state.
Food Qi leads to grain loss. And those innate warriors who are lucky enough to enter the Tao through martial arts have Qi that connects the heaven and the earth, and can continuously use their moves.
However, it is extremely difficult to enter Taoism through martial arts, and has never been regarded as the right path. The idea of refining qi in Taoism is directly directed towards the path of immortality, while Confucianism has a sincere cultivation of kung fu. Even Buddhism from Tianzhu,
You can also achieve Arhat status by cutting off your earthly roots and past karma, which is comparable to the innate state.
Changqing once thought that Senior Yingjun was a Taoist master, but later he felt that it was not the case. The sword spirit of "The Moon and the Rainbow" was unique. Senior Yingjun was quiet and indifferent in front of him, but Changqing was still vaguely aware of the hidden meaning.
The magnificent sword intention under the deep eyes.
Afu nodded slightly, looked at Cheng Sanwu, and said with a smile: "Listen, Mr. Chang Qing preached Taoism to you and me without any money or tribute, why don't you thank him quickly?"
"I heard every word he said clearly, but I didn't even understand what a piece of it meant." Cheng Sanwu looked confused, making people want to smash his head open to see if there was a whole piece inside that could not be carved.
Stubborn stone.
Chang Qing put away the windlass sword with a gloomy face, turned around and left. Cheng Sanwu quickly caught up and asked: "What are you going to do if you walk so fast?"
"Have a meal!"
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A group of four people spent four or five days in Taihua Mountain, climbing peaks, climbing cliffs, admiring forests and springs, and visiting immortal sites.
Cheng Sanwu just wandered around, occasionally doing silly things like climbing trees and picking fruits. Afu and Qin Wangshuquan went on an outing to relax.
Changqing is the most diligent among the four. In addition to daily morning and evening movement lessons, when he goes to a fairy site recorded in an ancient book, he must practice his Qi and think about it, summon the true wind, and even have to look up at the cloud or look around.
Is there any Zhicao medicine?
It is a pity that these ancient fairy sites have long been visited by predecessors, and even the caves and stone chambers that are said to have been repaired by masters have been emptied.
It's right to think about it. If there were really an expert Qing Xiu, he would probably be deeply bored by the visitors who come to visit the mountain every now and then, and abandon the cave early.
In the next few days, there was no more call from senior Yingjun. If Changqing had time, he would naturally go to Cheng Sanwu to hone his sword skills and keep improving every day. Although he was still not Cheng Sanwu's opponent, he was able to force himself.
Take the next few knives.
"Where have you come now? I haven't exerted my strength yet!"
After another sparring session, Changqing sat by the stream, taking off her boots and washing her feet. Afu and Qin Wangshu hid somewhere and whispered, while Cheng Sanwu simply stood in the middle of the stream, as if looking for fish and shrimps.
He held the Hundred Refined Divine Sword in his hand and used it as a harpoon, making Changqing unable to bear to look at it.
"You are already able to use Gang Qi, so I can't compare with you." Chang Qing is not arrogant enough to think that he can be on par with Cheng Sanwu in terms of martial arts, and his understanding of "The Moon and the Flowing Rainbow" is only the beginning.
level.
As soon as he said this, Cheng Sanwu swung it down with a knife, but after pulling it out, he found nothing. Changqing couldn't stand it, silently used his magic power, took a branch from nearby, and said: "At least it was cast by Taoist Master Shang."
Don’t waste your precious treasure on the Hundred Refined Divine Sword.”
Cheng Sanwu took the branch, thanked him, sharpened one end, lowered his head and inserted it, picked up a small fish, and threw it to the shore.
"I have something that I don't understand." Chang Qing had nothing to do and recalled the battle at Tianchi Shrine: "When you and An Qutai fought, why didn't you use Gang Qi from the beginning? If you had taken action early, the Great Qingjing Temple would have been destroyed.
The two monks might be able to save their lives."
Cheng Sanwu stayed in place and remained silent for a while. Changqing suddenly asked: "Could it be that you didn't like those two monks and used An Quti's hand to get rid of them?"
"I have no enmity with them, why do I do this?" Cheng Sanwu flicked his arm, threw the spear into the water, and stabbed another small fish.
Chang Qing nodded. In his eyes, Cheng Sanwu didn't seem to have such scheming intentions. If he didn't like someone, he would probably laugh and curse. If he was too angry, he would probably draw his sword and charge forward.
Cut it.
"Although in a martial arts fight, there will always be a trump card hidden at the end, but if you had used your Gangqi earlier and destroyed Anquti's protective spell with the light of your sword, even if he could use the power of the barrier to protect himself, but that
It's just a stubborn resistance." Changqing remembered Afu's whispers to Qin Wangshu before, mentioning the matter of beating An Quti to death with three punches, and the more he thought about it, the more weird he felt.
"I..." Cheng Sanwu straightened up and sighed: "I couldn't hold it in at first."
"...Hold it?" Changqing's eyes twitched. He also admired Cheng Sanwu's vulgar words for being able to describe the profound achievements in martial arts as if he were just peeing.
"When we were in Quzhi City, I told big words to the governor of Qi." Cheng Sanwu returned to the shore, picked up dry firewood and piled it up, took out a fire flint and started a fire, skewered two small fish and grilled them. Said: "I can't use Gang Qi as I want. That thing works sometimes but not sometimes."
"That is to say, you have just reached the realm where the Gang Qi is activated?" But Changqing immediately discovered something unusual: "That's not right. Later, your Gang Qi flourished, and your momentum was so strong that even An Quti had to retreat. If you were not prepared, you would be immediately killed. You were severely injured. How could such power be the first to form Gang Qi?"
"It's probably because of my extraordinary talent." Cheng Sanwu said with a smile: "I heard before that some martial arts masters, when they were about to lose in a duel, figured out a move before the battle, broke through the realm, and killed their opponent in one fell swoop."
Changqing laughed helplessly: "You must have heard some rumors, or read a made-up story, right?"
Cheng Sanwu looked up and blinked a little guiltily. Changqing knew that this must be the case when he saw his expression.
Chang Qing hates that iron cannot become steel: "With your skills, those should be characters in other people's storybooks. Why do you envy those randomly arranged nonsense?"
"If there is such a story, I hope that I am the eldest son of a noble family, and girls will like me wherever I go." Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and gestured, thinking: "I will act chivalrously and slay demons along the way. , I met beautiful women along the way. I must be that kind of libertine, which makes women fall in love with me and wish they could follow me for the rest of their lives."
Chang Qing answered: "Then unfortunately I got into trouble with a certain dominatrix, and when I was about to tease him, I was severely punished by a clumsy man who appeared out of nowhere."
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't think I'm a fool, okay? I can understand what you're scolding me for!"
Chang Qing rolled his eyes, thinking that Cheng Sanwu was almost taking him off topic, and quickly asked: "I saw you practicing Kung Fu from time to time in Chang'an. Do you hope to be able to use Gang Qi as usual?"
"That's right." Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and used his thumb and index finger to mark the half-inch gap: "I feel like there is just a layer of window paper between them, but I can't penetrate it no matter what."
"Could it be that the skills are lacking?" Chang Qing guessed: "Warriors who want to cultivate Gang Qi do not necessarily need to have excellent internal skills, but relying only on external skills and blindly polishing the physical strength of the muscles and bones is indeed a step behind. ."
Even if Cheng Sanwu refuses to state clearly where he came from, Chang Qing can tell that he only knows the external martial arts, how to cultivate the inner breath, expand the pulses and tendons, and probably knows nothing about the profound internal skills of moving essence and changing qi. , Suppressing evil poisons is also extremely important for martial arts practitioners to navigate the world. Relying solely on the tyrannical strength and clever moves of foreign martial arts is not enough to deal with all troubles.
"No wonder the dominatrix tempted you with the best martial arts manuals." Chang Qing finally figured it out: "The distance between you is indeed very critical. If you can have both internal and external martial arts secrets to make up for the shortcomings, with your current hands and eyes With physical skills and physical strength, your future achievements will be limitless."
"You put it like that, it seems that I have to take refuge with the dominatrix." Cheng Sanwu said with emotion.
"If you want to take something, you must give it to you first." Changqing was afraid that Cheng Sanwu would not understand, so he explained: "The fact that the dominatrix is willing to take out the superior martial arts manual means that she has important plans for you in the future, and she may even have to sacrifice her life. Pin. I know that you value promises and despise life and death, but you still have to think carefully to avoid aiding the evildoer."