He was inexplicably accepted as a disciple and worshiped a very unreliable master. The master threw down the secret book and ran away. This made Jiang Li unable to sleep. He opened the door and window to get some air, while he sat on the table, full of expectation.
Looking through the ancient books left by the old beggar.
Jiang Li's face became longer and longer as he continued to read through the secret books except for the God's Splitting Palm.
What kind of bullshit martial arts magic skills? He originally thought that these things were the kind of internal skills that could train him to fly over cliffs and walls, and blast out dragons with one palm. In the end, they were still national martial arts.
That's right, Guoshu, but the name Guoshu hasn't come out yet. This thing should be called Guwu now.
It also requires standing and practicing boxing, day after day, year after year. There is no difference at all from Wong Fei Hung’s Hong Quan and Ip Man’s Wing Chun.
It's just that the names are different. The boxing technique here is called Xinyi Fist, and the horse stance is called Xinyi Zhuang.
"It sounds so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be like this in the end." Jiang Li threw the three ancient books aside in disgust, and picked up the God's Splitting Palm with the last bit of expectation in his heart.
"In Kung Fu, Tathagata Divine Palm is not fake. Why do I have these junk things here? I hope this book of Splitting Heaven Palm won't let me down." Jiang Li held the book of Split Sky Divine Palm and prayed non-stop. Finally, he turned the page
open.
"Why is there only one person?" Jiang Li looked at the ancient book in his hand in confusion and flipped through it. Almost all of it was filled with words. Only the first page had an image, which was a figure standing with his hands behind his back.
"What the hell..." Jiang Li frowned and was about to turn back when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the man's eyes and froze in place.
"Boom..." His eyes flashed, and Jiang Li suddenly found a figure with his hands behind his back appearing in front of him. The man's back was turned to him. An endless, vast momentum like the sea emerged from him, making Jiang Li suddenly feel,
It's as if he is the center of this world.
"Master?" Jiang Li said tentatively.
Is this also a method that can be practiced through the practice of Chinese martial arts? This method can almost be called a magical power. How could it be possible to practice it through Chinese martial arts? Are you really hallucinating?
Suddenly, at the moment Jiang Li blinked, there seemed to be a voice in the haze, reaching straight to the bottom of his heart.
"The Divine Palm Splitting the Sky has the intention of splitting the sky. There is no move or style. This is the intention. The meaning is the mind. The mind is so vast and boundless..." A voice that seemed to be whispering sounded in Jiang Li's ears, making him
I seemed to understand something in a daze, but I didn't seem to understand anything.
"Splitting the God's Palm, dividing the heaven and the earth." Finally, the figure that had been standing there suddenly moved, and his right hand slowly stretched out, as if there was no trace of power, and moved lightly in front of him.
"Boom..." That seemed to be a weak palm, but in an instant it turned into a ray of light, like a giant axe, a long sword, a long knife, a long spear, a huge bell... It seemed to be the world's most powerful force.
The incarnation of all matter, carrying unparalleled power, cut through the sky and time and space...
"Huh..." In the room, Jiang Li shook his head fiercely. His forehead was already dripping with sweat, his face was pale, but his eyes were bright and bright, as if they were about to shine.
"Splitting Divine Palm, mind, heart... I seem to understand something." Looking at the closed Divine Palm, Jiang Li looked at his hands and murmured.
The palm just now was ordinary and weak, but it seemed to contain the ultimate truth between heaven and earth. It seemed untouched, but in fact it was immeasurable.
The moment that figure took out his palm, his figure was already spread in every corner of the world. His mind is everywhere, that is, my body, encompassing the infinity of heaven and earth, and the infinity of eternity. This is the essence of Xinyiquan.
.
At this moment, Jiang Li finally understood that the Tathagata palm that the old beggar threw to Ah Xing was indeed fake and could not produce real Kung Fu, but it contained the true meaning of the old beggar's martial arts.
The true meaning of martial arts allowed Ah Xing to understand the essence of Xinyi Quan in a subtle way. Finally, the two meridians of Ren and Du were opened up, his mind was unblocked, and his body followed his heart.
The Tathagata Palm that he practiced day and night in the past has disappeared and turned into Ah Xing's own kung fu, existing in his heart, turning him into a peerless master in the shortest time.
"Yi, Xin...Xinyi...Xinyi Fist sounds very similar to a certain novel in my memory." Jiang Li stroked the Splitting God Palm in his hand, thoughtfully in his heart.
In the end, this method of cultivation is more like the transformation and cultivation of the soul. Everything in this world can be checked, explored, and researched. Only the soul is indescribable, ineffable, and infinitely wonderful.
This method of cultivation coincides with a certain novel in his memory.
"It seems that my so-called knowledge in the past was still too shallow." Jiang Li laughed at himself, picked up the three ancient books that he had thrown down, and put them together with the splitting palm of the sky.
His knowledge is not limited to all kinds of things on the Internet in his previous life, such as movies, TV, novels, etc., but when a world that only exists in fantasy becomes reality, it cannot be limited to just one movie or novel, because, here
, is a complete world.
If we really regard the things in movies and novels as the whole world, the only one who will suffer in the end will be Jiang Li himself.
"If you don't accumulate small steps, you won't be able to reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you won't be able to become a river. No matter whether I can go to those immortal heroes or mythical worlds to seek immortality and resurrect my parents in the future, the accumulation of bit by bit now is indispensable.
Not enough." An enlightenment came through Jiang Li's heart, and he placed the four ancient books in his hand under the pillow.
"Okay, after observing my filial piety, I will go to Uncle Huang to learn how to practice martial arts." At this time, Jiang Li already had a clear understanding of whether he could achieve success in martial arts. In fact, nothing in the world is certain.
In the heart, wherever the heart goes, it can do anything.
Jiang Li believes that no matter whether his qualifications are as old as the old beggar said, they are rare and unparalleled throughout the ages. As long as he can make up his mind and persevere, he will definitely reach the top.
Where there is a will, there is a way.
With a smooth mind and a goal for the future, Jiang Li had a very comfortable sleep. Soon after lying on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.
At the same time, in the water village where the Yankees had accumulated goodwill, the atmosphere was not so harmonious.
The bright moon in the sky slowly descended, but Tiger still didn't come back. This made Mr. Jishan feel a haze in his heart, and a bad feeling swept through his soul.
"Did Tiger miss it?" Mr. Jishan's narrow eyes flashed with a cold light, and his thoughts were complicated.
Tiger is the most powerful person under him and is well-known throughout the western United States. He should not miss it so easily.
Mr. Jishan was restless and walked around the house in Shuizhai. As time went by, his heart became worse and worse.
When the first cockcrow sounded in the night sky, this bad news finally became a reality.
"Damn, trash, shit." Mr. Jishan kicked down the table in front of him, furious.
Tiger has not come back yet, so there are only two possible outcomes, either he is killed or he is caught by the other party.
No matter which result, Mr. Jishan doesn't want to see it. Ever since he came to the East, where has he suffered such a loss?
Moreover, he is now reselling people and doing illegal activities. If the Qing government finds out, even if he is a foreigner, it will not be so easy.
If Tiger is really caught and he is betrayed, he will be finished.
"Fake, Fake." Mr. Jishan's furious voice rang out in the room, which lasted for a long time and made the guard outside the door tremble.
