Chapter 12 Tintin with a Story
What a strong man!
What a stubborn man!
The man standing behind the anvil was now immersed in self-study while waving the hammer. His strong willpower allowed him to repeatedly do the same prescribed movements without delaying the practice of the "Qi" exercise, and the circulation of the entire body.
In Ding Ding's eyes, a man who has been useless for twenty years cannot persist today without a certain arrogance. It is natural to strive for progress through accumulation and progress. But she did not expect that after the strange intuition was left, she realized that this man's strength was outstanding in all aspects and had the willpower of hard practice. However, she had never expected that he could enter the regular practice so quickly. What shocked Ding Ding even more was that Nie Kong had only taken him a month.
In a while, I realized that I could achieve one mind and two uses. These two uses are the most difficult to distract from, and if there is a slight mistake, I will get into a devil and hurt the meridians and even the foundation. The other is the effective training of the body's muscles, bones and skin. Although it is just a lift and fall, the recoil caused by each hammer falling will fluctuate the entire body. The special horse stance will make the lower plate as stable as a mountain. The fluctuation aftershocks caused by the waves can be effectively tempered from top to bottom under the special rhythm.
The ordinary human cultivation is powerful. Ding Ding knew since he was a child that practicing both inside and outside is the king. Many genius practitioners followed the public too much in the early stage and attached too much importance to practicing within. After reaching a certain level, they found that their bodies could not keep up with the impact of consciousness thinking and "qi" at some point. At this time, they wanted to turn back to refine their bodies, and the best time passed, which restricted the achievements of a considerable group of practitioners. Those who are mediocre will find it difficult to see their true appearance in their lives. Those who know and understand are because of the inner world.
He focused on his personal desires and the views of the portal forces, and concentrated his power, and gave up his public intention and was willing to teach them between his nephews and disciples within a small range. In order to maximize the protection of the interests of some special authoritative classes, the strong and powerful sects on the mainland gradually formed some alliance, which made those geniuses who were unable to become pioneers of reform in the end, and could only stay high and let the people they cared about knowing about in a small way.
Interests are always the best guarantee for constraints. When interests are placed on the bargaining table and become the eyes of those who are qualified to be on the table, the so-called small-scale secret is that only a few people who are "both virtuous and capable" and who can "contribute to the world" are qualified to know. Otherwise, even if they violate their collective interests, the outcome can be imagined.
Those who can find and see through this in the early stages by relying on their own talents will not be recognized by the public. Apart from becoming a "spoken word" and you will not be able to listen to your words. When you have enough strength and fame after decades of cultivation, you can make some people willing to believe in the secret of your success, either you will want to make people close to you become the best because of your selfish intentions, or you will become a member of the chain of interests.
When Ding Ding saw that Nie Kong could do this in a very short time, how could he not praise a strong man? His evaluation of him was a little higher. Only those who were cruel to him could achieve great things. Throughout history, many great people have been praised for their glorious side, and how many people know their bitterness and hardship.
The strong are piled up with countless loneliness and built up with countless hardships that ordinary people cannot understand.
"Sister Yu, I'm afraid you're going to make a mistake. This is a man who will be so strong. The Dan Tai family takes him as a blessing, and it's a blessing or a disaster?"
For Wang Wu, the boss's behavior cannot be described in other words except for strangeness. If you say you can hit the iron, you will hit the iron. It is just a random fight, without any intention of forming, but with countless beats, the ordinary iron billet becomes a piece of iron that makes him envious.
For Goudan, you have to work hard. The boss is staring at him all day long. Didn’t you see the boss’s eyes? It’s so empty and scary, as if you are staring at you all the time.
Nie Kong didn't care what others thought. He spent this month and found his own path. He was not afraid of thorns. His years of foundation were not enough to support his consumption. The effect was also obvious. He gritted his teeth and made his mind full of ridicule and insults he didn't want to hear. He used the dignity that most people didn't want to lose to give him motivation. In half a month, the body that was already thin lost another three pounds. The painful half month was completely physical torture, and the next half month turned into a double torture of mental**.
It is not easy to focus on the practice of "Qi" skills, but it requires calmness. It is even more difficult to be in a noisy environment like the blacksmith shop. You also need to maintain a certain frequency of physical energy consumption. Dozens of times of difficulty are concentrated on Nie Kong's shoulders.
Nie Kong knew the truth that one move would go down again and again, and after knowing how difficult it was to choose the path, he told himself that he had to adapt in the shortest time and then use a certain amount of time to familiarize himself with the habits.
Dazzled eyes, dizziness, and danger.
Trauma, contusion, scars.
Every day, except for two short breaks and one long breaks and one sleeping, Nie Kong only had the rest of the time to search for information every three or five days, and continued to replenish the knowledge in his mind. All his time was adapting to such a fierce practice method that would be shocking when he passed on to the outside world.
"Uncle Meng, don't let anyone who understand find out that he is practicing like this." Ding Ding, who had a meal with Nie Kong, walked out of the blacksmith shop and murmured softly after walking out of the blacksmith shop.
Behind Ding Ding, a figure you will never pay attention to on the street. You will randomly sweep your eyes. You will feel that he is someone around your life. He is dressed and looks and temperament. He will never pay attention to him because of surprise and shock. He is like selling sesame cakes on the street, or from the old Wang family pharmacy on the East Street... In short, it is like someone you often meet and pass by in your life and never know each other.
"I got it, Miss."
A slight voice floated straight into Ding Ding's ears: "Miss, you don't have to worry. There is no need to stay here. Be careful in Tengyun Pavilion, those old guys can't find me either."
A meaningful smile floated across the corner of Ding Ding's mouth, not a true character that was hidden deeply, but an already cute character that added endless wisdom and wisdom to it.
"Uncle Meng, I don't need you to remind me. I admit that I have an unknown favorable feeling for Nie Kong and my nature is attracted to him, but he is not enough now, and it is far from enough. Haha, with one more action, I can get rid of the air. Haha, I'm all out of my mind..." Ding Ding smiled, and saw a candy-killer man on the street in front of him, so he jumped over and ran over. At this time, the two servants of the Dan Tai family who followed her did not pay any attention to the old man walking by.
Chapter completed!