That morning, what Xu Guangling practiced was not Tai Chi, but the new and unknown boxing method taught by Mr. Chen. Xu Guangling summarized its purpose as "crossing the river with a reed".
Xu Guangling once, um, actually more than half a month ago, practiced Dajiquan, and his whole body was dripping with sweat. But since all four limbs, feet, and heart orifices were opened, this kind of experience has never happened again.
On the first day when all four orifices were fully opened, I did Tai Chi and sweated a little.
On the second day when all four orifices were fully opened, I was doing Tai Chi and sweating a little.
On the third day when all four orifices are fully opened, I practice Tai Chi...
No more sweat.
There is no sweat, let alone that vivid feeling, which basically means that Tai Chi has completed its historical mission.
Xu Guangling told the two old men what happened. Both old men were envious and sighed, and then Zhang Lao said: "Change it. I'd like to say that it seems that such activities of qi and blood have no effect on you at all."
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So this morning, Xu Guangling changed.
The new boxing method is actually still about the activity of qi and blood, but part of it is about the promotion or "handling" of qi and blood. If Tai Chi is about writing big characters, then this new boxing method is about writing hairpin flowers in small regular script.
Xu Guangling felt that this new boxing method should be enough for him to practice for a while, but it probably won't last too long.
In fact, to put it in a simple sentence, when the four hearts are fully connected, the flow of qi and blood between the limbs and organs, or within the entire body, is extremely smooth, and there is no need for any other deliberate, extra movements, or any movements.
, are all redundant.
Now, if Xu Guangling sits at his desk again, let alone a few hours, even if he sits for dozens of hours, even if he does not move at all in the middle, the circulation of Qi and blood throughout his body will still be in a circular pattern.
Turn around, lively.
In this case, what other activities are needed?
unnecessary.
No need at all!
However, this also brings a new question, that is, if you still want to exercise external limbs, what new guiding ideology should be used to exercise?
Neither Mr. Zhang nor Mr. Chen could answer this question for Xu Guangling.
Mr. Chen looked helpless, "You are a monster. You should think about this problem yourself. Don't use it to attack us two old men."
Xu Guangling was helpless. If the two old men couldn't ask, who else could he ask?
You know, he doesn't know anything about boxing. And it's even more impossible for him to look up information on this issue, whether it's online or in the library. It's a pure waste of time, or it's too much time to be of any use.
Occasionally, Xu Guangling would also think of "dreams".
But that thing is too unreliable. Well, how can I put it, it can’t be said to be unreliable. So far, the things it has thrown out are all very good, especially the recent "Fuxi Jue"
", after practicing it only twice, Xu Guangling has already quite felt its brilliance.
However, the content of the dream was not under Xu Guangling's control.
So, basically, Xu Guangling usually doesn't take it into consideration when considering practical issues.
After boxing and eating, Xu Guangling went back to sleep.
In fact, Xu Guangling didn't know if he still needed to sleep in the morning. Anyway, he would sleep for a while. He didn't feel sleepy until he returned to his residence. If he tried not to sleep, after ten minutes or half an hour, he would be asleep.
For an hour, he may be sleepy, or he may not be.
But Xu Guangling didn't try.
Since I fell asleep quickly after lying on the bed, and I didn’t seem to have slept too much or overslept at the end of the day, then I’d better sleep!
Of course, the most important thing is that Xu Guangling found that he had fallen in love with Fuxi Jue.
And this thing can only be practiced when sleeping.
This is the third time!
After falling asleep, Xu Guangling's consciousness was the same as before. He saw the five-color flowers and the little bits of flying catkins. Then he still collected those flying catkins. In the end, he still fell into consciousness, which was exactly the same as the previous two times.
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But just before he fell into a deep sleep, Xu Guangling seemed to hear a very faint "thunk" sound in his trance as his consciousness fell.
That seems...
It's like a drop of water falling into a pool.
After waking up, Xu Guangling was still excited about this change. He didn't know what it meant, but he always felt that this was a good thing, a great thing, and at the same time, this was a new change, which made Xu Guangling feel excited.
Guangling instinctively looked forward to the follow-up.
Of course, the first thing you do after waking up is take a shower.
During this period of time, Xu Guangling was probably the person who took the most showers on the entire planet.
But today he was only halfway through the shower when the phone rang. Xu Guangling waited for three seconds, because occasionally someone might call the wrong number, and they would probably hang up quickly. However, he was disappointed. Three seconds later,
The sound still continues.
Seeing this situation, Xu Guangling had to step out to answer the phone.
Because most of the people who would call him were just a few people, and these people all occupied a certain place in his heart.
When he came to the bedside, Xu Guangling took his cell phone and looked at it, "Good Master!"
"Great writer, what's the matter?" Xu Guangling asked.
Occasionally, Mr. Jia would correct Xu Guangling's title because he felt that he was just a small writer and not worthy of the title of a great writer. Of course, in fact, he seemed to be the same. However, in response, Mr. Jia would sometimes call Xu Guangling "
Great lyricist.
Writers and lyricists seem to be colleagues in a certain sense?
However, the fact is that the two have never communicated in any way in this regard.
Today, Mr. Jia's mood was obviously not quite right. He didn't have so much leisurely chatting with Xu Guangling. He just got right to the topic, and his tone was obviously excited. Although he felt that he had suppressed it, he said, "Third brother, your
Can I still make this vermicelli? I still want it, the more the better!"
"Why, are you addicted to eating?" Xu Guangling said with a smile.
The taste of this vermicelli is really good. Maybe as a gourmet, Mr. Jia is like a pervert meeting a beautiful woman when he encounters it, so he can’t wait?
But that's not the case.
"Third brother, tell me honestly, what do you do?" Mr. Jia said on the other end of the phone in a very solemn tone.
"I'm a lyricist and composer, so I'm sure it's true." Xu Guangling said, "In addition, I occasionally guest cook."
Xu Guangling's chef qualifications were falsified by Mr. Jia.
But Mr. Jia had no intention of mentioning the matter again at this time, and he had no intention of joking at all, "Lao San, did you really make this vermicelli yourself?"
It almost feels like censorship.
But the two of them had known each other for more than a day or two, and Xu Guangling knew that something must have happened on the other side.
Thinking of what Mr. Zhang said about the vermicelli that can lower blood pressure, Xu Guangling said thoughtfully: "Yes. Tell me first, what's wrong?"
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