Just when Huang Xiaoshi was obsessed with preparing medicinal wine, a package from Wudang arrived.
It was such a big package. Huang Xiaoshi carefully took it to the house and opened it. When he saw it, he was dumbfounded. They were all books.
In the pile of books, he also found a handwritten letter written by Fang Yunhua, which contained only a few sentences:
"Brother, this is Zhang Zhenren's manuscript. You can read it first. I will send you other people's manuscripts one after another."
Huang Xiaoshi burst into laughter and cried.
What a lazy guy, I obviously assigned this task to him, but in the end, he assigned it to me instead.
Later, Huang Xiaoshi took out a book and read it.
"I am new to meditating and learning Zen. This news is in Xuan Guan.
The secret is to regulate the breathing, and the yin and yang are cooked in the cauldron."
These words seem familiar, but what do they mean?
Huang Xiaoshi also went crazy.
Well, he understood why Fang Yunhua sent these books to him.
Shit!
I understand nothing!
Fang Yunhua is the head of Wudang Mountain, and he can't even understand it. He is just a ball maker and sells medicine, and he knows nothing.
This bastard turned around and cheated me out of a secret book.
Oh, right.
Huang Xiaoshi suddenly remembered that if he couldn't understand, he could go find a scholar.
It's not advisable to bring so many books. Huang Xiaoshi took this "Meditation Song" with him and went to find the scholar happily.
When we arrived at the Valley of Forgetfulness, the scholar was reading a book with his head shaking.
If you just look at the scholar's appearance, he is a person who appreciates reading the books of sages. But if you look at the book in his hand, it is not the "Jin Ping Mei" that has just been written and is still being revised and polished.
"Scholar, scholar, I have something coming for you." Huang Xiaoshi didn't care about the scholar. He directly pulled the scholar out of the ocean of sexual intercourse and brought him back to reality.
"Oh, it turns out it's Brother Huang. I'm busy with something, so if you have nothing to do, please leave first." The scholar didn't regard Huang Xiaoshi as an outsider, and directly issued an order to expel him.
Years ago, Huang Xiaoshi lived in Wangyou Valley for three months, and the scholar had already bored Huang Xiaoshi to death.
At the beginning of the semester, Huang Xiaoshi asked the scholar to give him a lecture. When he saw Huang Xiaoshi's twisted handwriting, the scholar felt a toothache. He felt that it would be extremely difficult to teach Huang Xiaoshi well.
Sure enough, after a few days, the scholar no longer wanted to teach Huang Xiaoshi.
"You are at your level and you come to me to teach me? Are you here to bury me? You are wasting my time!" The scholar became extremely impatient with Huang Xiaoshi who broke the casserole and asked the question.
It’s not that Huang Xiaoshi doesn’t know anything, it’s that he knows too much.
Not only do you know a lot, but you also learn quickly and can draw analogies.
With your knowledge, except for things like the Four Books and Five Classics, which you don’t understand, is there anything you can’t do?
To be honest, you know more than anyone else about astronomy and geography, a forbidden subject that would be beheaded if you only scratch the surface of it.
However, Huang Xiaoshi refused to leave and insisted on asking the scholar to give him questions. Finally, Huang Xiaoshi took out a copy of "Jin Ping Mei", which captured the scholar's heart.
This time Huang Xiaoshi went to Wangyou Valley again, and the scholar didn't want to see him anymore.
It's not that the scholar ignored him, but that the scholar felt that he had nothing to teach Huang Xiaoshi.
"There's something, there's something, there's something big." Huang Xiaoshi took out the manuscript from his arms, put it into the scholar's hand, and said to the scholar: "Sir, please help me take a look, and then teach me what these mean. I'll read it."
don't know."
After looking at it twice, the scholar frowned and said to Huang Xiaoshi: "This is a Taoist classic, not my specialty. Besides, why are you looking at this stuff?"
Huang Xiaoshi said to the scholar: "This is it. Master Wuxiazi said that my body is not suitable for martial arts training. You see me playing with pills all day long, so I was thinking."
"Do you want to make elixirs?" the scholar asked Huang Xiaoshi.
"No, no, no." Huang Xiaoshi waved his hand and rejected it three times in a row.
What kind of elixir are you making? Isn’t my [Life and Fortune elixir] an elixir?
Huang Xiaoshi said sincerely to the scholar: "I want to learn the Taoist method of cultivating Qi so that I can live longer."
"Alas." Huang Xiaoshi said this, and the scholar also sighed.
If you cherish your life so much at such a young age, what should we uncles do?
"But I'm very busy." The scholar said to Huang Xiaoshi, "I took this manuscript to the bookseller to read a section, and he immediately decided to print a thousand copies. I have to seize the time to polish the manuscript two more times."
"This crappy book, just read it once and forget about it. What are you going to change over and over again? It's useless..." Huang Xiaoshi said impatiently. As he spoke, he saw the scholar's face darken.
"Ah, no, that's not what I meant." Huang Xiaoshi hurriedly explained, "This book is just a pile driver story at best. This "The Story of the Stone" is truly a unique book."
"This "The Story of the Stone" was also written by heavenly beings?" the scholar asked, "How did you know about it?"
"I want you to take care of it." Huang Xiaoshi said to the scholar: "Do you listen?"
"Listen, listen, listen!" The scholar kept tapping his head up and down without fear of breaking it.
"Okay, scholar, listen up." Huang Xiaoshi reached out and slapped the table, and he read casually: "There is a poem that says:
Life is full of hard work, and the grand banquet finally comes to an end;
Sorrows and joys are all the same as illusion; dreams from ancient to modern times are all absurd;
Rumor has red sleeves with heavy marks from crying, and even more love, infatuation, and hatred;
Every word described is filled with blood and tears, and the sadness and anger make people feel heartbroken!"
After Huang Xiaoshi finished speaking, he reached out and slapped the table again.
After a while, the scholar stretched his neck and waited for a long time, but there was no sound. He asked Huang Xiaoshi: "You should go on."
Huang Xiaoshi pointed to the book "Meditation Songs" and said confidently to the scholar: "Tell me this first."
Only then did the scholar come back to his senses, "Huh?"
…
Huang Xiaoshi followed the scholar and studied Zhang Zhenren's notes every day, but he didn't even notice a problem.
When the scholar heard the word "Heaven", he didn't seem surprised. He was just curious about how Huang Xiaoshi knew the book written by "Heaven".
Although the scholar is not Bei Chou Wei Aipi, Wu Xiazi is. Based on the relationship between the scholar and Wu Xiazi, he has seen a lot of information about Bei Chou.
Since Bai Jiuchi knows that there is a [Heaven Beyond Heaven] in this world, the scholar has naturally known for a long time that there is a [Heaven Beyond Heaven] world in this world, and not only is there [Heaven Beyond Heaven], but there are also [Heavens and Humans] walking in the human world.
The scholar was extremely suspicious that [Jianghu Baixiaosheng] was [Celestial Being]. Although he had no evidence, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like it.
Regarding Huang Xiaoshi's life experience, the scholar probably guessed something. After all, there was a twelve-year gap in Huang Xiaoshi's experience.
At the age of twelve, he can be crowned with ceremonial crowns and is already a young man.
Who knows what Huang Xiaoshi went through in the first twelve years.
It's just that the scholar can feel that Huang Xiaoshi's identity is probably extraordinary.
In this way, Huang Xiaoshi stayed in Wangyou Valley for a month.
It's not that Huang Xiaoshi needed to stay for a month. After he returned to Luoyang the next day, he brought a large package of manuscripts with him.
Huang Xiaoshi discovered that he did not need to really understand what these manuscripts said. He only needed to ask the scholar to translate the meaning of the manuscripts and explain them to him.
For example, the scholar had just finished teaching "Meditation Song" to Huang Xiaoshi, and Huang Xiaoshi put the manuscript away.
"Do you need me to say it again?" the scholar asked.
Huang Xiaoshi shook his head and said, "No need, I already understand."
"Understood?" The scholar was stunned for a moment, and then said to Huang Xiaoshi: "Then tell me, what does this meditation song mean?"
"The internal force sinks into the [Shenqi point], which is divided into two parallel channels, running from the top to the Du channel and down to the Ren channel.
The internal force of the Du Channel goes up to the top, converges with the three passes, passes through the Jade Pillow, and goes down to Jiaji and Taillu; the internal force of the Ren Channel projects through the sky to the chest, and then descends to the navel..."
Huang Xiaoshi stared at the little man in his field of vision, while he was operating his internal energy, he was telling the scholar the path of the inner energy's operation, which made the scholar stunned for a moment.
"..., the two internal forces of yin and yang converge in the sea of qi and merge into one, forming a Zhoutian."
After a while, Huang Xiaoshi told the scholar about the internal power he learned from "Meditation Song", an internal power called "The True Method of Inner Alchemy".
However, what disappoints Huang Xiaoshi is that this inner strength technique is probably on the same level as [Shen Nong Glazed Kung Fu], and besides wasting one of his inheritance, it has no use.
But the scholar's perception is different. This is like a deity coming down to earth.
I just said it once and you will understand.
Of course, Huang Xiaoshi didn't let the scholar help in vain. He told the scholar the first chapter of "The Story of the Stone".
Afterwards, Huang Xiaoshi brought back a large number of manuscripts and asked scholars to translate them for him.
From this pile of manuscripts, Huang Xiaoshi learned two more inner skills, namely [Tai Chi Sutra] and [Jing Xin Jue].
What makes Huang Xiaoshi extremely regretful is that the three internal skills of [Inner Alchemy], [Tai Chi Sutra], and [Jingxin Jue] are all entry-level, and the special effects are extremely funny, such as "can stabilize the mind" and so on.
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When the scholar saw the desire for knowledge on Huang Xiaoshi's face, he stopped trying to persuade him. There were some things that it was best to figure out on his own, and he couldn't persuade him back.
After struggling, Huang Xiaoshi probably understood another truth: Over the past hundred years, martial arts have also been constantly evolving.
In Zhang Zhenren's time, probably the vast majority of people were still at the level of external moves, and those who could condense their internal strength were masters.
Being able to protect the body with internal force is not to mention invulnerable, but anyone who can withstand some punches and kicks is an incredible person.
As for unleashing his inner strength and killing people with flowers and leaves, he is even more of a fairy-like figure.
A hundred years ago when martial arts evolved, there was another big change, and all kinds of weird martial arts appeared.
However, when a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend, what follows is a great wave.
Another hundred years later, most martial arts have been eliminated, and the martial arts passed down are constantly improving and evolving.
At this time, Huang Xiaoshi still wanted to find martial arts secrets from hundreds of years ago to practice, which was just for fun.
This attempt not only wasted a lot of Huang Xiaoshi's time and energy, but more importantly, it wasted a piece of Huang Xiaoshi's inheritance of [Small Phaseless Skill], and the loss was huge, and the loss went to his grandma's family.
Of course, it is not a waste. After Huang Xiaoshi reaches the full level of [Inner Alchemy True Technique], he can still pass on the superimposed special effects to the next internal skill.
At this time, Huang Xiaoshi thought of another exciting thing.
Although it is said that the same level of inner strength and mental skills can only raise the character level to the same height.
However, if I can learn a few more advanced internal skills, then I can continuously layer special effects and finally create a super awesome passive.
Finally, this idea was rejected by Huang Xiaoshi.
If time doesn't wait for me, I won't have time to stack buffs and play here. It takes a lot of time to practice internal strength.
Even for an entry-level internal skill like [Inner Alchemy True Method], it will take several months to practice it to the full level. Higher-level mental skills usually take about a year.
How much do you have that you can waste in a year?
Another trial and error failed.
After hitting a circle of walls, Huang Xiaoshi understood. If he wanted to go up, the best way at present was to directly obtain a super-class internal energy.
The second path, which is Xuan Mingzi's path, is to find a way to develop or reproduce a super first-rate inner strength and mental method.
After thinking about it, Huang Xiaoshi felt that he needed to contact Heavenly King to see if there was a way out of Heavenly King.
However, contacting the King of Heaven is an extremely sensitive matter, so we have to wait for the opportunity.
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Although Huang Xiaoshi learned all the internal skills in three days, he then practiced in seclusion all day, and then told the "The Story of the Stone" to the scholars thirty times at a pace of once a day.
In the end, Huang Xiaoshi stopped telling the scholar new content on the grounds that "you have to be able to understand this wonderful book, ponder it, and write it well. If I tell you too much, I'm afraid you'll bite off more than you can chew."
It’s not that Huang Xiaoshi wants to keep the last seventy chapters to whet the scholar’s appetite, but that the inventory in Huang Xiaoshi’s stomach is about to be emptied.
This book "The Story of the Stone" is the one at the bottom of his box.
Speaking of which, when I was young, my parents were anxious about education due to convulsions. In addition, "Red Studies" was popular at that time. It seemed that knowing "Red Studies" would bring you more cultural taste.
The parents, who had just become angry, had to let their son learn "red learning" in order to show off in front of everyone.
The so-called "red learning" is to carry out infinite grave-digging redevelopment around a book, and the premise is to know every word in the book by heart.
It took Huang Xiaoshi almost a year to memorize the book "The Story of the Stone" word for word.
At that time, my parents were holding canes in their hands and advising Huang Xiaoshi with tears in their eyes: "Son, my parents just suffered from being uneducated, so you must work harder!"
When Huang Xiaoshi grew up and it was finally his turn to pretend, the second generation people he played with would fucking discuss "Red Learning".
Sorry, that Chinese culture trend has passed. Nowadays, the popular skills for boys (how thick-skinned they are, a boy can last as long as they are) are "bartender", "barista", "equestrian" and "sailing athlete".
Later, Huang Xiaoshi finally understood.
In the end, the reason why I didn’t compete with others on Chinese studies was not because the trend had changed. Don’t get me wrong, the world has not changed.
It's just that the second generation of real people don't touch those things that the so-called petty bourgeoisie and the middle class are involved in.
The circle has changed, the track has changed, and the content of people’s rolls and packages is also different.
What is "The Story of the Stone"? Damn it, what kind of planet are you a monster from?
well.
The more Huang Xiaoshi thought about it, the sadder he became. He had lived a very hard life as a child.
In fact, with my talent, I don't need to worry about my parents at all. I can just be a rich second generation who eats and waits for death. Why should I be tossed around like those salted fishes?
Wouldn’t the result still be a salted fish?
After sighing again, Huang Xiaoshi understood his parents' difficulties. Wasn't he just tormenting himself now?
Looking back, I actually like to mess around most, not with the low-level gangs, such as Tianjianmen, Juedaomen, Changhong Escort Bureau, nor the most high-end gangs, such as Xiaoyao Valley.
On the contrary, people like Huang Xiaoshi who are neither good nor bad are worried all day long.
This is probably the so-called middle-class trap.
The only way to relieve worries is to get rich suddenly.