In the city of Guangzhou, two figures kept shuttling on the crowded streets.
"Old guy, you can't run away. Let's stop and have a good talk. Otherwise, I won't be your apprentice. I will find someone else to become my disciple." Behind him, Jiang Li, who was chasing all the way, looked at the old man who was getting further and further away.
The beggar cursed secretly, then took the risk and shouted loudly.
"This is..." Jiang Li's threat was still very effective, and the old beggar in front stopped decisively.
"You old guy, you are so old and you are still running so fast." Jiang Li chased after him, his face turned red and he felt a little uncomfortable in his lungs.
After running at full speed for more than an hour, even Jiang Li felt a little unbearable. But look at the old guy in front of him. His face was not red, and he was not out of breath. He could run another fifty miles without any problem.
"Hey, kid, if you want to catch up with me, you need to practice for two more years." The old beggar leaned against the wall and said to Jiang Li.
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me." Jiang Li turned his head and glanced at the pedestrians on the street who were watching curiously. He said angrily, turned around and left.
Soon, the two returned to Jiang Mansion.
"Huh..." As soon as he walked into the yard, Jiang Li raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stamped his feet, and kicked him backwards.
"Hey, you're still young when you play this with an old beggar." The old beggar narrowed his eyes, slowly opened his right hand, and pressed it down.
"Bang..." Jiang Li's right foot was slapped down.
"Take the move." Jiang Li shouted and attacked the old beggar.
"Bah bang bang..." The two figures suddenly fought together.
In this battle, Jiang Li didn't hold back at all. He used all his strength in every blow. When he stretched and retracted his hands and feet, he blew the air, and there were muffled sounds in the void.
The double shape of tiger and crane, I-shaped tiger, cross fist, and even the newly practiced eagle claw hand were all displayed under his hands, and he struck at the old beggar.
Sometimes his figure looks like a tiger descending down the mountain, sometimes like a crane with spread wings, sometimes like a soaring condor, attacking fiercely.
However, what made him feel uncomfortable was that every time he struck the old beggar's hand, all the strength in his body was instantly gone. When he punched out, there was no power at all, while the old beggar opposite had a light hand.
and took all his attacks.
Even in his free time, he took off the wine gourd from his waist with great interest and took a leisurely sip from time to time.
After a while, Jiang Li punched the old beggar in the palm again and stopped.
"No more fighting, no more fighting, it's boring." Jiang Li shook his hand. There was a big gap between him and the old beggar. They were not on the same level at all. For such a long time, he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes. This fight
What does it mean?
"That's good. I have mastered the three methods of generating energy. Unfortunately, boxing skills are tangible but not spiritual. It's fine when you meet ordinary people. But if you meet an expert, you will definitely lose." The old beggar took a sip of wine and looked at Jiang
Li said.
"Hey, although I can't beat you, there's no need to belittle me like this." Jiang Li said angrily.
"Belittle you?" The old beggar stretched his head and glanced at Jiang Li with disdain, then tied the wine gourd around his waist.
"Watch it, I'm only going to hit you once." The old beggar said, and his body standing there suddenly moved.
"First, the tiger and the crane." The old beggar's voice rang in Jiang Li's ears.
"The dragon and the tiger appear, the two tigers hide their traces, the hidden tiger hides the dragon, the beauty looks in the mirror, the willows swing in the slanting wind, the flowers are hidden in the sleeves, the central plain is designated, the black dragon plays in the water..." Suddenly, in front of Jiang Li's eyes, the old beggar
The figure has disappeared, and was replaced by a forest finger king.
Every move is like a real tiger, and the movements are so lifelike to the extreme.
"The unicorn is swaying, the arms are low, the fingers are pointing, the ball is thrown in the water, the sleeves are beating, the crane's mouth is wide open, the soul is full, the one-legged crane is flying, the black dragon is wagging its tail..." Soon, the scene in front of him changed again.
Transformed, the tiger turned into a flying crane, and its movements changed from fierce and aggressive to light and elegant.
"The hands and feet of the moon shadow, the dragon hiding and the tiger leaping, the tiger clawing at the sand, the tiger and leopard fisting, crossing the bridge and returning to the cave, a single dragon going out to sea, the tiger and the crane singing together..." After a while, the action changed again, this time the tiger and the crane flew down the mountain.
The movements of the tiger and the spreading crane are perfectly blended together, and every move is like an antelope hanging its horns, which can be picked up at will.
Next, the old beggar performed Wing Chun, I-shaped Tiger Fist, Cross Fist, Eagle Claw Hand, and Drunken Fist at the bottom of the box. All the movements were almost perfect, as if there were no flaws. Anyway, Jiang Li was a bit good.
I didn't see it.
"How's it going?" After beating the Eight Drunken Immortals, the old beggar stopped his work and stood upright, looking at Jiang Li proudly and said.
In this regard, what else could Jiang Li say? The old beggar's punch had completely suppressed him, and it was a 360-degree crush with no blind spots.
The two of their punches, one is like a machine, precise and orderly, while the other is flexible and can contract as desired.
How can this compare?
Completely crushed.
"Hehe, boy, you still have a long way to go in the future. The use of strength will only allow you to reach the limit that your body can reach. Although it is difficult to transform strength, as long as you have talent and are willing to work hard, you can basically do it.
To achieve it, however, it will not be so easy after that, you have to rely on your heart." The old beggar tapped Jiang Li's chest and said earnestly.
"Heart?" Jiang Li touched his chest, his expression slightly confused.
"Not bad, Xin." The old beggar nodded.
"The foundation of our Xuantian Sect is Xinyi Quan, which is intended to allow you to understand the essence of each sect and complete yourself, but now you have no intention to see, listen, or think.
You just hit out those boxing moves in a rigid manner. You didn't think about, what is the purpose of this move? How to use force? How much force can you use to achieve the goal in your heart most easily? If this move cannot be hit,
If you hit the enemy, how can you continue?"
"Your current boxing skills are, at best, a proficient one, but at worst, they are just following a script. You are just practicing according to the ideas of the person who created this set of kung fu, instead of making it your own." The old beggar looked at it.
Jiang Li said.
"Then, what should I do?" Although Jiang Li was a little confused about what the old beggar said, he knew that what he said was not wrong.
"As I said before, be careful." The old beggar said slowly.
"Everyone in the world may have different roots and different qualifications, but everyone has one thing in common, and that is the soul."
"How big the heart is, how big the world is; how broad the heart is, how broad the world is. My heart is the universe, and the universe is my heart. If you have nothing to do, read more of Mr. Yang Ming's works to help you understand the artistic conception.
, there are still benefits to a strong mind.”
"Wang Yangming? Xin Xue?" Jiang Li's heart moved and he asked.
"That's right, every boxing technique and Kung Fu are not created out of thin air. They are all principles that the Patriarch realized bit by bit from thousands of scriptures, and then expressed them as Kung Fu through his own understanding." The old beggar nodded and said,
"Just like the Kung Fu of the Shaolin Temple, it has a deep connection with the Buddhist scriptures. Therefore, when the Kung Fu of the Shaolin Temple is struck, the hands will leave three points of force in advance, just for fear of attacking too hard. The boxing techniques of the Wudang Sect are all obtained from the Taoist scriptures.
Yes, so the Wudang sect’s boxing techniques are light, elegant, free and natural.”
"And our Xinyi Quan is a boxing technique that the founder learned from reading the principles of Xinxue."
"If you just practice moves without understanding the principles, you will be a reckless man and you will not get far. Only by looking at kung fu through the principles can you truly understand its essence." The old beggar looked at Jiang Li and sighed.
"Oh, that's it." Jiang Li suddenly nodded and dared to ask. In this practice, you have to read books to increase your knowledge and understand the principles.
"Okay, I understand, let's talk about the next thing. Are you planning to give me another junior brother?" Jiang Li looked at the old beggar and said teasingly.
This old guy has no profit and never does anything without a purpose. He definitely has a "conspiracy" in getting close to Su Can.
"Ahem, that kid is full of muscles and bones, isn't it a pity to waste them?" the old beggar said with a dry cough.
"Oh, then you're not afraid that all my hard work will be wasted? You gave Ah Xing a Tathagata Palm, and now what are you going to give to Su Can? Sleeping Arhat Fist, right? Why didn't I see you? The famous Seventh Beggar's Gang
The elder sleeps with Arhat Hong Rixin?" Jiang Li said looking at the old beggar.
"You are still telling me about the Xuantian Sect. I think you are just deceiving me. I don't care. I want both the Tathagata Divine Palm and the Sleeping Arhat Fist. By the way, there are also the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."
