The Martial Arts Alliance and the Martial Kingdom share weal and woe.
The Wu Kingdom provides financial, material, and human support to the Martial Arts Alliance. In return, the Martial Arts Alliance needs to shoulder the responsibility of cultivating warriors from the Wu Kingdom and protect the Wu Kingdom on this basis.
This kind of relationship was clearly established by Wang Liangyu from the beginning.
However, the Martial Arts Alliance is still under preparation for construction at the moment, and everything Wu Guo has put in now will have to wait until the future to see the rewards.
After staying at Jade Girl Peak for half a day, Wang Liangyu continued to the East Peak.
Li Mochou insisted on accompanying him.
Wang Liangyu had no choice but to take Huang Rong and Li Mochou with him, not even daring to say a word of gossip along the way.
After a while, the three of them climbed to the east peak.
The East Peak of Huashan Mountain has a platform on the top. It is high up and has a wide view. It is a famous place to watch the sunrise. It is called Chaoyang Peak. Therefore, the East Peak is also called Chaoyang Peak.
The road to the east peak is even more dangerous than the north peak. The hill is like a carved slope, dozens of feet high. There are only a few foot holes cut on it, and there are no branches or vines on either side to climb. If you want to climb to the top, you have to use both hands and feet.
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However, the craftsmen carved a wide climbing step next to the hill. Climbing up the steps, you can reach the balcony.
The area of the Chaorang Balcony is actually not very large, so the main hall of the Martial Arts Alliance covers the entire area from the Chaorang Balcony to the area near where the kite turns. It is built according to the mountain, one layer at a time, in a well-proportioned manner, reflecting the surrounding giant cypresses and pine trees.
Interesting.
Standing on the balcony, Wang Liangyu overlooks the surrounding mountains and has an unobstructed view. There is an abyss on one side and a dense forest on the other. The sun is shaded and the environment is quiet.
"This place is nice!" Wang Liangyu couldn't help but spread his arms, let the mountain wind blow, and praised sincerely.
Li Mochou rushed to echo, praising Wang Liangyu's good taste, and winking at Huang Rong from time to time.
Huang Rong snorted and ignored it. She took Wang Liangyu's arm and pointed to a separate peak on the southeast side. She smiled sweetly and asked, "Brother Yu, do you know the origin of that single peak?"
Wang Liangyu looked over and saw that the mountain peak was surrounded by cliffs on three sides and only connected to the east peak by a ridge, like an isolated island in the vast sea.
"Why, is there any historical legend about this peak?" Wang Liangyu's knowledge of Huashan is limited to the five main peaks, but he knows very little about the rest.
"There are so many legends!" Huang Rong glanced sideways at Li Mochou with a provocative look on her face, ""Han Feizi" records that during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, King Zhaoxiang of Qin ordered Gongshi to climb Mount Huashan using the heart of pines and cypresses as arrows, eight in length.
The ruler and the chess piece are eight inches long, and the stone is carved here with the inscription 'The King and the God of Heaven are here to win', so this peak is called Botai."
When Li Mochou heard Huang Rong drop her book bag, she felt dissatisfied and cursed secretly: "What's so great about this is that I just read more books!"
Huang Rong caught a glimpse of Li Mochou's expression and felt even more proud. She pointed to the pavilion on Botai Peak and asked, "Brother Yu, can you see that pavilion?"
Wang Liangyu nodded, became interested, and couldn't help but ask: "Does this pavilion also have an origin?"
"That pavilion is called the Chess Pavilion. It is made entirely of fine iron. There is a Go game inside, with more than 200 iron chess pieces. It shows the end game of Zhao Kuangyin's defeat at Huashan." Huang Rong looked at Wang Liangyu with a smile and slowly introduced, "
According to legend, Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, once came to Huashan to play chess with the ancestor Chen Tuan, using Huashan as a bet. Zhao Kuangyin lost three games in three games, and lost Huashan to the ancestor Chen Tuan.
The saying "can't live"."
When Wang Liangyu heard this, he was even more curious: "Then I should go and have a look. I wonder how Zhao Kuangyin's loss to Huashan compares to the Zhenlong chess game a hundred years ago?"
After flying over the ridge, the three of them arrived at the chess pavilion at Botai Peak.
This chess pavilion is really made of fine iron. Even after being exposed to wind and sun, it still retains its bright metallic luster.
Walking into the pavilion, Wang Liangyu subconsciously looked at the chessboard. There were more than two hundred black and white chess pieces on the criss-crossing chessboard. There was still one-third of the empty spaces on the huge chessboard.
Wang Liangyu didn't know much about Go, and only had a rough understanding of some basic rules. After just one glance, he was dazzled by the black and white chess pieces.
Just as he was about to turn his head, Wang Liangyu suddenly felt that his vision went dark, as if his mind had left his body, as if he had entered the illusory world of gods, and came to another mysterious place.
Wang Liangyu looked around curiously. The surrounding area was covered with fog and he couldn't see his fingers.
At the moment of doubt, the surrounding fog surged, and a slender figure walked out of the fog.
Seeing this person, Wang Liangyu looked in disbelief and said in a voiceless voice: "Why are you here?"
"I miss you!" The person came forward slowly, reached out and hugged Wang Liangyu, his face was full of tenderness, and his eyebrows were full of love.
Wang Liangyu looked down at the woman in front of him with a complicated expression. He hesitated for a long time and asked: "Do you love me?"
"Love!" the woman said without hesitation, with a bright smile on her face, "you are my husband!"
Wang Liangyu's expression became more and more complex. He hugged the woman tightly with both hands subconsciously, smelling the familiar fragrance on her body, with a hint of bitterness and ridicule on his face: "What a pity, it's all fake!"
After saying that, Wang Liangyu pushed the woman away firmly, stared at her, and said sternly: "Go away, you can't deceive me with such an illusion!"
"Husband, what did you say?" The woman didn't seem to hear, and hugged Wang Liangyu with a look of attachment on her face.
Looking at the lovable woman, Wang Liangyu's heart ached for no reason. How he had longed for such a scene!
"I don't care who you are or why you created such an illusion." Wang Liangyu's face turned ugly. He ignored the woman, turned around and scolded angrily, "But you really pissed me off!"
When Wang Liangyu was angry, the outside world.
Huang Rong finally noticed something was wrong with Wang Liangyu and subconsciously reached out to push her.
Li Mochou, who also noticed something was wrong next to her, shouted sternly: "No!"
Huang Rong paused with her right hand and turned to look at Li Mochou, unable to conceal her anxiety amid confusion.
Li Mochou ignored Huang Rong, walked up to Wang Liangyu, observed carefully for a while, and said: "Brother Yu is fine for the time being. We'd better not touch him until we figure out the specific situation!" Then he explained,
"Brother Yu's current situation is quite similar to that of practicing meditation. If we touch him, it is very likely to disturb him and lead to him going crazy."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Huang Rong did not practice Qigong diligently, but because of her family background, she must have realized the seriousness of the problem, and did not dare to act rashly, and instead frowned and thought.
"Have you figured it out?" Li Mochou couldn't help but ask after seeing Huang Rong pondering for a long time without saying anything.
Huang Rong shook her head and asked, "What about you?"
"No!" Li Mochou didn't use her brain at all. She knew that she was not that kind of smart person, so she simply didn't bother to think and just waited for Huang Rong!
Huang Rong was fully focused on Wang Liangyu at the moment. She didn't pay attention to Li Mochou's reaction. When she heard her answer, she didn't take it to heart. She thought carefully and said: "Brother Yu became like this after seeing this chess game. The main culprit is
The culprit is most likely this chess game." After a pause, he added with a puzzled face, "However, I watched this chess game for a while and didn't find anything unusual!"
When Li Mochou heard this, she casually said, "Can you compete with Brother Yu?"
He does not mean that.
When Huang Rong heard this, she suddenly said: "Yes, this chess game must have special requirements. We don't meet it, so we don't feel it, but Brother Yu just does it!" The more he spoke, the more determined he became, and he kept saying, "This chess game
The pavilion has been around for hundreds of years, but I have never heard of any supernatural phenomena. Brother Yu must have triggered something!"
"Then what should we do? Split the chessboard?" Li Mochou was too lazy to listen to nonsense, so she raised her hand and hit the chessboard.
Huang Rong quickly reached out to stop him and said worriedly: "No, we don't know what impact this chess game will have on Brother Yu. What if breaking the chess game will disturb Brother Yu?"
When Li Mochou heard this, she was stunned and her face became very ugly: "So, we can only watch now?"
Huang Rong nodded, her face equally gloomy, and the anxiety in her eyes was obvious.
In fantasy.
Wang Liangyu's angry rebuke did not receive any response. As he became more and more anxious, he began to strike wildly, punching and kicking, and hammering at the surrounding fog.
However, fighting the air like this has no effect.
The woman on the side did not disappear. She kept patiently trying to comfort Wang Liangyu. She was warm and gentle from beginning to end.
Wang Liangyu stopped and looked at the still foggy surroundings. He turned to look at the woman and muttered to himself: "Is it possible that only by killing her can this illusion be broken?"
Although I hate her in my heart, I really want Wang Liangyu to take action, but I can't do it for a while, even though I know she is just a fantasy.
Just when Wang Liangyu hesitated, the woman came up to him again, put her hands around his arms, and said softly: "Husband, let's go home!"
As the woman's voice fell, the surrounding fog suddenly surged violently again, and the outline of a modern building could be vaguely seen, but it soon collapsed and was replaced by an ancient attic courtyard.
Seeing this scene, Wang Liangyu was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh: "I said, why is this illusion so perfunctory? It's just one person, surrounded by fog, it doesn't look like an illusion at all. It's fake at first glance, and I can't simulate it."
What a modern scene!”
"This illusion is not advanced enough!"
After complaining, Wang Liangyu followed the woman into the courtyard, wanting to see what kind of medicine was sold in this fantasy gourd!
However, the next scene made Wang Liangyu somewhat overwhelmed.
The woman entered the courtyard and did not do anything. She just sat with Wang Liangyu and chatted with each other. The content of the chat ranged from the two getting acquainted to getting married to every detail of their life together, including holding hands.
Take a walk, play on the sofa, cook together, etc.
However, these bits and pieces of memories do not exist in Wang Liangyu's real memories, but in the dreams and fantasies of countless days and nights.
Under the woman's narration, Wang Liangyu was immersed in it unconsciously. This was the love and marriage he expected, as if his dream had come true.
At this moment, Wang Liangyu really didn't want to wake up.
I do not know how long it has been.
Wang Liangyu sighed and looked down at the woman nestling in his arms like a lazy cat, with sincere joy on his face: "Thank you for letting me experience this beautiful dream. I am very happy." After a pause, a deep emotion appeared in his eyes.
"But, I know, a sweet dream is just a sweet dream, and you will eventually wake up from your dream."
"It's time for me to wake up!" Wang Liangyu said softly, reaching out and touching the woman's face.
As Wang Liangyu finished speaking, everything around him began to collapse. Starting from the courtyard and finally the woman, everything turned into mist and disappeared.
When the fog cleared, Wang Liangyu felt that his eyes were suddenly clear. When he opened his eyes, he was back in the chess pavilion again.
Huang Rong and Li Mochou, who were always paying attention to Wang Liangyu's situation, saw this situation and immediately rushed forward and asked with concern: "Brother Yu, are you okay?"
Wang Liangyu composed himself, his eyes flickered from the chessboard, and asked with a complex expression: "Rong'er, it is said that Patriarch Chen Tuan is good at sleeping skills?"
Huang Rong heard the words and was puzzled to understand the meaning. She nodded and said: "Yes, the ancestor Chen Tuan is famous all over the world for his innate sleeping skills. He once composed an imperial song." After a while, she continued, "I love to sleep, I love to sleep, no.
Lying on a felt, without a quilt, with a stone pillow and a coir raincoat covering the ground, I slept in the north and south, and in the east and west. The mountains were destroyed by thunder and lightning, and sea water fell from the sky. Lilong screamed and the ghosts and gods were frightened. I thought I was snoring and sleeping at that time. I was thinking about it.
Liang, I am thinking about Fan Li in a dull way, talking about Cao Cao, and stop talking about Liu Bei. Two or three gentlemen, just fighting for some leisure! How can I be like a minister, look to the top of the green mountain, among the white clouds, open my brows, free my belly, and take a nap! No more care
What's more, the jade wheel rises in the east and the red wheel falls in the west."
"Is this Chen Tuan such a sleepy person?" Li Mochou couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Even thunder and rain can't prevent him from sleeping!"
Huang Rong shook her head and explained: "Lu Dongbin once said: Tuan does not intend to sleep for a long time without waking up. The purpose is to hide in sleep and cultivate internal nourishment. It is not true sleep. Grandpa Chen Tuan's sleepiness should be a clever way.
Cultivation methods.”
Wang Liangyu nodded in agreement when he heard the words, and said in a deep voice: "This sleep technique is actually a method of fetal breathing. It is quite similar to Taoist Qi training. I think this Chen Tuan most likely inherited the incomplete Taoist practice method."
"Is it true? Is Sleeping Kung Fu really a Taoist practice?" Huang Rong became interested as soon as she heard this. After entering Chunqiu Pavilion, she had a strong interest in hundreds of schools of thought. She wished she could take a look at the practice methods of hundreds of schools.
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Wang Liangyu's eyes fell on the chessboard in the pavilion again and nodded: "Although I have never seen Sleeping Kung Fu, I can sense some Taoist connotations from this chessboard. This is why I will be deeply affected, but you are not the same.
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Although Wang Liangyu has never entered Taoism, he has been exposed to Taoist mantras and true meanings, and his body is naturally contaminated with Taoist aura, so he can activate the chessboard and create a dream-like illusion.
Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but recall what he had just experienced in the illusion, and suddenly felt something in his heart, and said: "When a mortal sleeps, he sleeps his eyes first and then his heart; when Chen Tuan sleeps, he sleeps his heart first and then his eyes."
Sleeping the mind, doesn’t it mean refining the mind?
In an instant, Wang Liangyu finally understood the true intention of the dream-like illusion, and used the dream to draw out the deepest desires in his heart and use it to train his heart. If he did not choose to wake up in the end, he would probably sink into the dream forever.
"Sleeping heart?" Huang Rong and Li Mochou on the side listened, their faces full of confusion, not knowing what they meant.
Wang Liangyu shook his head and did not explain much. He just said: "From now on, this pavilion will be called Sleeping Heart Pavilion!"