"Learning martial arts is about stopping martial arts."

This was the first sentence that Zhao Shi heard from the monk early in the morning. People like him naturally disagreed with it, but he did not refute it. He just looked at the monk with a serious expression and waited for him to continue speaking.

Leran also stared at Zhao Shi for a long time, then smiled, but there was a bit of evil spirit in his smile, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes. Then he said, "This is what your master said when he taught me to learn martial arts. Now that I teach you how to practice martial arts, I will naturally pass on his words. When you accept your disciples in the future, I hope you will also say this accordingly. This is the master's way, and you must keep it in mind.

However, Master Zu is a master monk. Although he has unique skills, he has only a handful of times in his life. Even if he takes action, he is just to show off his strength and help the weak. This sentence is naturally open and honest to him, but he is not worthy of being a teacher. You know that you have learned martial arts and naturally want to kill enemies and make meritorious contributions. There are many people who kill, but they never thought about stopping the sword. Later, he grew older, but he could not change his killing spirit, but his mood was not as utilitarian as before... After being a monk for these years, he has some insights. Now that he has taken it away, he has already been given a lot of experience.

As an apprentice, you will say this to you first. If you listen or not, it depends on yourself. There are not so many rules for being a teacher. Now you have entered the military. It is ridiculous to advise you to kill less. Therefore, no matter where you go, you have to say something here. Since you are a citizen of the Qin Dynasty, you have to protect the land and the waters of the country to the point of being loyal to the country. It is your duty to be loyal to the country. If you do anything unfaithful and unfilial in the future, you will have to recover this skill if you do something to do in the future.

Another thing is that you have been with you for three years, and your master also has followed us for three years. If you do not practice the first level of Prajna Power during this period, it means that you are not qualified enough and our master and apprentice will be over."

At this time, no matter what Zhao Shi thought, he agreed completely. He couldn't help but kill, marry, and didn't have to be a monk. One should be loyal to the country or be transformed into a big way. It was so general that Zhao Shi just thought about it for a moment and nodded. His yearning and enthusiasm for martial arts could be understood by a Chinese person, and it was naturally the same as Zhao Shi.

Since then, Zhao Shi got up early and returned late, and learned kung fu in this temple. The military camp and the village chores were already on track, so naturally there were people to take care of them. No matter how much Zhao Shi was concerned, he now only had to concentrate on experiencing the mystery of martial arts.

The day before the Kitchen God sacrifice, Hu Peng finally came back with people. He went there for three days, which made Du Shanhu, who was full of confidence, was really worried. He had no survivors, and only five were frozen hard-bodied heads. Hu Peng and others were even more injured. When it came to the end of the matter, Hu Peng and others were still a little embarrassed. It turned out that they chased out dozens of miles and killed four, but the last one was really fierce. They chased for ten miles before catching up with each other. But the guy's short knife made more than ten people unable to get close to them. Everyone was more or less hit. He originally wanted to get a living back, but in this way, Hu Peng gritted his teeth and shot the man into a hedgehog with a bow and arrow, so he looked so embarrassed when he came back.

After these detailed tasks were arranged, they were offering sacrifices to the kitchen, sweeping the dust, staying up with New Year's Eve, greetings to New Year, and snowing last year. There was no such thing as everyone's mind for the New Year. This year, it was different. Zhaojia Village was prosperous and prosperous, making other villages red, and the population increased from 20 or 30 households to more than 100 households, most of which were injured old subordinates of the Xianfeng Army. No matter what, as the number of people was large, the year was very popular and carefully.

This was particularly tiring. After offering sacrifices to the kitchen, Zhao Shi could no longer stand such trouble. He asked a few people to clean the house inside and out, which was considered as completing the task of sweeping the dust. Then he plunged into the temple at the village entrance, and disappeared from morning to night.

Du Shanhu and others heard that Zhao Shi was taken to teach martial arts by the monk in the temple, and his mind became enthusiastic. However, when he arrived at the temple, the monk Leran was also kind-hearted and said directly that the best age for a few people to practice martial arts was over, and it was useless to practice, so he sent a few people away.

At this time, the rules of martial arts practitioners are not as strict as they did later. In addition, in a chaotic world, it is normal to pass on both skills as long as the apprentice is qualified. However, as for the character, it is a secondary matter. Take Du Shanhu and other old subordinates of the army, as for example, they have some superficial skills. It can be seen that the fashion martial arts trend is prevalent. But if someone tells you that you are not qualified enough and practice is in vain, it is useless to ask for it. Du Shanhu and others naturally want to curse a few words of bald donkey without eyes, but they will no longer be entangled afterwards.

Before the New Year, Zhao Shi's father-in-law sent someone to send 100 taels of silver and a lot of food. When paying New Year's greetings, he sent his two sons here. It was supposed to be Zhao Shi who visited him, but he could really put his face down. But he didn't come, but he asked his two sons to come. What made Zhao Shi the most trouble was that they were also bringing that little girl. When Shi Tou's mother saw her future daughter-in-law, she couldn't even close her mouth. She immediately sent Zhao Shi's sister to the temple to force Zhao Shi back to accompany them for two days.

Later, there were people sent by all the adults from the county, and all the people from the Zhang family came here to join in the fun and prepared gifts to go back. It was not until the sixth day of the Chinese New Year that Zhao Shi's family returned to peace.

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"Why do I tell you? Bu Ruohang your bow and your waist is loose. Hurry up and your waist is straightened up. You must cooperate with your feet when you breathe in and out. How can you do it..."

Monk Leran's voice was not very harsh. But the wooden stick in his hand was merciless. As long as there was any wrong movement, it would be a quick moment.

As the cold comes and the heat passes, time passes, and another year passes in a hurry. It is already the spring of the 29th year of Zhengde of the Great Qin Dynasty.

In the wide backyard of the temple, Zhao Shi held two pieces of bluestone with thirty or forty kilograms of ground with his hands, and walked around in a circle like a dragon. The sweat beads were dripping down, but his breathing was long and powerful, without any cramping.

After a year, Zhao Shi's body suddenly broke out again, and his figure looked no different from that of the boy of sixteen or seventeen. Under his bronze skin, the muscles were clearly organized. As he moved, his veins kept shaking, and it looked like a different kind of vitality was emitting.

First, he had half a year of hard work. According to Lee Ran, he had to make up his energy, evacuate his muscles and bones, and also got a lot of herbs. He applied half of it to him, but half of it had to be taken internally, and explained the effects of these herbs to him carefully and let him write them down one by one. In fact, there was only one function, just to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence, but the so-called "poverty of literature and wealth" was absolutely true. These herbs alone would probably not be able to get more than ten taels of silver. If a poor family would not be able to save up this much money in ten lives. However, there was no monk going out. In a few days, someone would send these things. Zhao Shi didn't find it strange. This monk was probably not the same as the Guoan in his previous life, and his financial resources were naturally strong behind him...

It was not until half a year later that Monk Leran officially began to teach him how to breathe. Two months later, Zhao Shi had already felt the legendary true qi. At the beginning, according to Zhao Shi's understanding, this true qi that rose from the dantian and circulated in the meridians was more like an illusion in his consciousness. However, when he accidentally waved his hand and slapped a piece of hard bluestone into pieces, he realized that the things of his ancestors were indeed real.

Zhao Shi's advancement can only be described as a rapid progress. I don't know if his current body is indeed suitable for this skill or for some other reason. After hard practice, at this time, his fierce and explosive true energy has reached the peak of the first level of Prajna Power, which surprised Leran. He thought that he had reached this level in three years, and his master praised him for his rapid learning. He did not expect that there were such martial arts geniuses in the world.

If you want to talk about this skill, three points depend on talent and seven points depend on hard practice. He saw Zhao Shi's hard work in martial arts. He knew in his heart that he had indeed found a good disciple, but this disciple also took a lot of effort. He only taught Zhao Shi to recognize the meridians of the whole body clearly. There were also those obscure and difficult mantras. For Zhao Shi, the basics of ancient Chinese literature are basically zero, it was undoubtedly like listening to the heavenly book. He had to explain it carefully all the time, which was also a lot of effort.

Although the first level of Prajna is not difficult, if ordinary people persist, they can always get a little glimpse of the way, but if they have to say that they can practice the first level to the peak in half a year, if it were in the past, they would never believe that there are such people in the world.

It is just because the true qi that is cultivated from the first level of Prajna is fierce and violent, and it is extremely difficult to control. Even if you exert your strength, the meridians in your body are like fire. This is why this first level is called "fixing bones". Therefore, if ordinary people want to practice this first level, they must proceed step by step to relieve some pain. This is also why people who practice Prajna are strong and are beyond ordinary people. Otherwise, such strong true qi is enough to make people with weak constitutions feel painless. A 100% chance of being in the process of true qi is that they are in a devilish way, and life is worse than death.

The young man who was walking in a hurry while his face was shaking, could not help but say something in his heart, that is rare in the world of perseverance in his heart, so it is natural to achieve such achievements.

In the past half a month, Leran made Zhao Shi stop breathing. When he arrived at this gate that was about to enter the second level, the monk asked Zhao Shi to practice external skills again. These days he has lived in the temple and has seen no one. He just buried his head in practicing hard, just hoping to break through the first level of bone calcification as soon as possible and reach the second level of soul refining.

Speaking of which, although this Prajna Power is known as Buddhist Kung Fu, the first two levels of the names exuded an evil spirit, but the effect was something Zhao Shi had never thought of before. After practicing this first level, the muscles and bones were as hard as steel and iron, and their strength was becoming more and more amazing. It can be seen that the violent true energy was also training his muscles and bones. With his mind and nature, even if things are so beneficial, they will have to persevere.

As he ran around today, the true energy in his body became more and more violent. He naturally knew that the breakthrough of the barrier was right in front of him, so he did not dare to relax at all. His body became more and more anxious, and the sweat on his body evaporated by the scorching body temperature, but it did not dissipate. A misty layer formed on the surface of his body.

Seeing this situation, Leran was also nervous and stared at the rushing figure in the field. The wooden stick in his hand was shattered by him.

Zhao Shi's body suddenly paused, and the true qi in his body suddenly shrank and stopped. Then it spread, and the sudden spread of true qi passed through the meridians. In the past, the places where the true qi could not run suddenly became clear. Although this true qi was violent, it was a little gentle every time it passed through a blocked meridian. When I returned to the dantian, the violent true qi had become dense and endless.

Under the traction of the qi, Zhao Shi's throat surged. A strange roar broke out. The roar was first low and pleasant, and gradually, as the true qi turned around in his body, the roar became more high and powerful. After reaching the end of the 99th, the roar was as shocking as the roar of a dragon and a tiger.

After a cup of tea, the whistle gradually faded away, and Zhao Shi was also shocked. He turned to look at Leran, and wanted to ask himself if he had mastered the first level, but what he saw was the monk's face full of shock, and he seemed to be a little confused. He stopped asking, gently put aside the two stones in his hand, moved his body slightly, but it was a series of explosions of joints. He felt that his whole body was filled with energy. He had never felt so comfortable.

Leran woke up at this time and came to Zhao Shi's side. He grabbed Zhao Shi's shoulder and asked anxiously: "How is your body feeling? Is there something wrong? Tell me about it to the master..."

Zhao Shi shook his head slightly, "It's okay, I feel good in my body, I'm just a little hungry..."

What he wanted to hear now is what he wanted to hear. The whistle statement he just heard was clearly the thunder sound that the Qi Refiner would only make when he first achieved the Taoist sect. He also said that only when he practiced the Prajna power to the third level would anomaly happen. He wandered on the second level for decades. Because the second level was a condensation of spiritual cultivation, because he fought with others in his early years, he almost lost half his life. The worst thing was that he felt fear of that person in his heart. In the end, this third level was a little short of being able to get up. Now that he actually heard the thunder sound that was in his dreams in his disciples, he could imagine the feeling in his heart.

"Try hitting me with a palm." I couldn't help but feel impatient, and said hurriedly, "Don't leave any effort."

Zhao Shi hesitated after hearing this. Even he himself didn't know his current strength. If he went down all of a sudden and beat a master to death, it would be really awkward.

"It's okay. I've only been practicing for a year and I want to hurt my teacher. You're not too late. Come on, use all your strength." Lee Ran thrust his chest and stood in front of Zhao Shi. In fact, he was not without any guilt in his heart, but he was eager to know Zhao Shi's current situation, but he couldn't wait to observe slowly in the future.

Zhao Shi hesitated for a moment and then took a step forward and slapped Leran's chest with a palm. However, he didn't hear Leran and withdrew a little bit of force. But after this, a crisp sound, the clothes on Leran's chest had been shattered and flew open like fallen heroes. As for Leran, after he was prepared, his chest trembled and shrank, and he removed most of the force. But then a great force suddenly emerged from Zhao Shi's palm. Leran's face turned pale and he immediately took a step back. The ground paved with bluestone under his feet broke with a bang. He took another step back. Blood had already flowed out of the corner of his mouth. His body shook and then he stood firmly.

Leran looked miserable, bent down and coughed, but said in his mouth: "Sure... it's indeed the third level of enlightenment. This momentum is really... it's really a lot..."

Zhao Shi looked at his palm and was a little unbelievable. He knew the monk's martial arts skills so well over the past year. Not to mention that he could spit out blood with one palm, even if he had a knife in his hand, he would hurt him with all his strength at most. Unexpectedly, now...
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