At that time, the breeze was blowing on his face, and the monk's robe was fluttering slightly. The monk stood silently without passing by, looking like an eminent monk who had conquered the world of mortals and was neither sad nor happy.
Zong Wanxiong clasped his fists and bowed: "If I make a mistake, I am willing to be punished by the head of the family! I would like to thank the Zen Master for taking action, otherwise I will cause a catastrophe that will never be redeemed!"
Without the monk nodding in response, Cui Luo waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter! You have been in my house for many years and you are considered one of the best. It's just that Young Master Yang is a better man than you, and is slightly better than you. Retreat!"
After Cui Luo finished speaking, he turned to look at Monk Bujing again: "Not long after Zen Master entered the palace, he has never shown his hands. When I saw him today, his art is indeed amazing. You might as well try a few tricks with Yang Shaoxia, so as to open our eyes.
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Seeing this, Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to clasp his fists and say: "The Zen master's palms are so powerful that he can defeat ten groups with one force. He must be a master of Buddhism. I am not talented in small ways, but I am willing to discuss the Tao with the Zen master through martial arts!"
Unexpectedly, the monk lowered his eyebrows and said: "Almsgiver Yang has a good appearance, but the poor monk is forgetful and can't remember where he saw him. Today, the master of the house has an order, so he will ask the almsgiver for advice. It's just that the swords and guns have no eyes, so how about we just go empty-handed?"
Yang Chaoxi smiled and said: "That's fine!"
After saying this, he flicked his right hand, and the steel whip flew out of his hand, drew an arc, and with a "boom" sound, it was inserted back into the wooden frame two feet away. Everyone cheered.
Unexpectedly, the monk took off the beads from his chest and handed them to Zong Wanxiong. Only then did everyone see clearly that the beads were actually made of catalpa seeds the size of a thumb. However, after being twisted for a long time, the surface had become plated.
Coated with a layer of glistening paste.
Without the help of the monk, he opened his lower body, which was as stable as Mount Tai. He moved his palms out, as if he had energy poured into him. When he took action again, afterimages were drawn out of thin air, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and the whole body of Yang Chaoxi exploded.
Yang Zhaoxi dodged away, his feet leaping and bouncing like an ape, while using the "Hundred Beasts Fist" to show off his moves, while secretly observing the monk's boxing path:
Although it is similar to the fierceness of "Zhuojia Quan" and "Nine Fighting Styles", the moves are measured and not eager for success. When attacking, you will be on the defensive, and when you are defending, you can also counterattack. It seems that you have calculated the proportion and timing in advance.
The strength, a punch, a grab, a hook, a poke, are all subtle and appropriate.
When the monk saw the complexity and change of his boxing techniques, he secretly marveled at them. He couldn't help but release the strength he had reserved bit by bit: 50%, 60%, 70%, 80%...
After a few breaths, the monk had exhausted all his strength. But Yang Chaoxi still had some time to spare. He could secretly peek at his own boxing skills during the fight. He couldn't help but said: "Donor Yang, the poor monk used it.
A set of 'Prajna Vajra Palm' passed down by Patriarch Bodhidharma. If you are interested, I can demonstrate it to you another day. But for now, please benefactor, please concentrate on doing it and don't do it twice!"
Yang Chaoxi smiled awkwardly: "The Zen Master saw through it, what a sin! What a sin! There is no more clumsiness in the path. Please pay attention, Zen Master!"
Having said that, the style of boxing suddenly changed!
The tiger pounces with wrong claws, the ape scratches with the probing hand, the eagle strikes with the arm swing, the bear digs with the elbow... Sometimes it is agile, unpredictable, sometimes stagnant, clumsy and clumsy, sometimes it pounces, the heart and hand unite, sometimes it retreats quickly, the shape is like
Ghost!
Regardless of brute strength, clever strength, bright strength, or dark strength, there is a Qi hidden within it, like sticky dough, which is difficult to break through, but cannot escape.
Zong Wanxiong and another warrior stared at the two fists and kicks, fascinated and unable to take their eyes away:
The monk's punches and kicks were fierce and powerful, but they often failed. Even if he was lucky enough to hit Yang Chaoxi, it was as if he had been hit on the bedclothes, with no force. His powerful punches and kicks seemed to be restrained everywhere, unable to move left and right, making it difficult to be effective.
On the other hand, Yang Chaoxi can be said to be dazzling with his strange tricks. Zong Wanxiong is a man of knowledge. He has counted from his fists and feet the numbers of more than ten kinds of birds and animals, such as swallows, cranes, leopards, foxes, turtles, snakes, fish, and hawks.
Mimicry is not only similar in appearance, but also expressive. When used to deal with enemies, it has unexpected miraculous effects.
The two exchanged more than 300 moves, but the monk's breathing began to become heavier. Yang Zhaoxi stopped her scurrying movements and began to fight head-on with him, punching him to the flesh.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Fists, palms, elbows, knees, shoulders, and feet collided with each other one after another, making loud noises. Even Cui Luo's fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly, guessing that at a certain moment, one of the two would
He will suffer broken bones and tendons, and will be defeated on the spot.
Beads of sweat oozed out from the monk's forehead. Every time there was a strong earthquake, a few drops would fall off, drawing crystal arcs in the air.
Yang Chaoxi's body was surging, and the Tianxin point at the edge of his eyebrows slowly released the innate Qi, constantly blending into the acquired Qi as vast as the ocean, increasing the momentum of his fists and kicks.
Suddenly, the innate Qi sealed in the Tianxin point suddenly broke through the shackles and poured down like a trickle! The acquired Qi poured into it and began to "blend like water and milk." There was an inexplicable sense of relief and excitement.
, rising from the bottom of my heart!
Refining Qi! Entry-level! At this moment, everything comes naturally!
The two qi, innate and acquired, are like thick ink pouring into clear water. At first, black and white are distinct, but they soon merge into one, forming a gray column of air!
The gray air column traveled rapidly along the small sky, but its volume continued to shrink and gradually became solid. In just two breaths, a black and white "water flow" was formed, making a rushing sound as it moved around the sky.
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And the force with which this "water flow" collides with the acupoint is more than ten times greater than that of the gray air column! There is an obvious bulging feeling in all three Dantians!
The unexpected breakthrough to "refining Qi" and all kinds of mysterious feelings only lasted for about ten breaths. Yang Chaoxi felt that with a light palm, he felt as if he had a powerful force!
Just as he was thinking about whether he should tighten his strength, he heard a "bang" sound, and without the monk crossing his arms on his chest, his body flew several feet away and hit the Chongping screen. It was shaken loose.
Uwa fell silently and shattered on his smooth head.
The monk stabilized his body and stood under the Chongping screen, with a gray head and a face as usual. He clasped his hands together, lowered his head from a distance and said: "Amitabha! Young Master Yang, the poor monk admits defeat."
At this time, Cui Luo stood up from his armchair: "Young Master Yang is indeed very skilled in martial arts! If you are willing to enter my Cui Mansion, you can enjoy one stone of corn per month, three stipends, clothing at all times, and everything in the mansion, Yuan Day, Dragon Boat Festival,
There are also rewards for the Double Ninth Festival."
After Cui Luo finished speaking, all the staff around him showed signs of excitement. It was not that the courtesy Yang Chaoxi received was higher than what they receive now, but that when the staff first came to Cui Mansion, the courtesy they received was less than half of what he received.
Before Yang Chaoxi could answer, a young man in a brocade robe in the crowd suddenly said: "Young Master Yang! My father is a man who loves talents, so the Cui Mansion always treats him generously. Since you are recommended by Sixth Sister Wan'er, you should know better.
Repay kindness by following the example of dogs and horses."
Cui Wan, who was dressed in men's clothing, looked like a handsome scholar, and had been standing in the crowd for a long time. Just now, he watched Yang Zhaoxi take dangerous risks again and again, blocking the attacks of Mo Dao and Zen Master, and I was really sweating for him.
Du almost screamed, but he held it back.
At this time, when he saw Fifth Brother Cui Gong saying these words, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and anxious. He couldn't help but said: "Fifth Brother! Yang Shaoxia and I are both teachers and friends. They are not here to be my servants. Don't talk nonsense."
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"Oh? If that's the case, what's the point of you coming over yesterday to recommend him?" Cui Luo looked at her with some amusement.
"I, I just think that Yang Shaoxia has a great ambition and can be put to great use... I can't bear to miss such a young talent." Cui Wan's tone was stiff and he stumbled. He didn't know why he suddenly became so clumsy.
Silly tongue.
However, all the staff in the mansion understood the meaning of her words and all smiled while stroking their beards.
Seeing that Yang Chaoxi continued not to express his position, Cui Wan was afraid that he would be even more embarrassed, so he hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Cui Shibo! You condescended to me and invited me. How can my nephew not appreciate it? It's just that Luoyang is not a place where I have been for a long time. I'm going there."
Later, I want to travel around the world. Therefore, I am willing to stay in the imperial palace for half a year and be at your disposal, but I cannot stay in the Cui Mansion for a long time. I hope you will understand me!"
When Cui Luo heard this, he got what he wanted. The reason why he recruited this person was that he didn't want to refute his daughter Wan'er's face, and he was a little curious and wary of this boy. So he made a plan:
Instead of letting things go and letting the love between the two grow stronger and get out of hand, it is better to take him under his command and make excuses to block him, so that the boy can truly understand the difference in family status and retreat.
After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, Cui Luo naturally understood the principle of "saving the country through curves and making plans slowly".
Several thoughts flashed through Cui Luo's mind, and he only took a breath. Seeing how sensible this kid was, he nodded slightly and said, "Today's discussion is over, let's all leave! Cui Da, take Young Master Yang to get the talisman letter from the mansion and change into regular clothes.
Give him ten ten days of monthly salary in advance. If you have any needs for weapons or the like, you can write them down first and let someone take care of them tomorrow."
That Cui Dabian was the old housekeeper who often followed Cui Luo. After listening to the master's instructions, he stepped forward and made a gesture of asking for your hand. Yang Chaoxi glanced at Cui Wan, paused slightly to show his gratitude, and then
Following Cui Da, he went to the backyard treasury.
The staff were about to disperse, and Cui Wan, who was dressed in men's clothing, wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but was stopped by Cui Luo. He had to put off his embroidered shoes, turned around reluctantly, and moved in front of his father.
"Nonsense! How decent is it to show up in such a dress?" Cui Luo lowered his face and scolded in a low voice.
"My daughter heard that you were going to take the exam to compete with Young Master Yang, so she wanted to come and see the fun. How about it? Dad, I have also learned your skill of 'knowing people with a keen eye'!" Cui Wan knew that her father always loved her, so she was naturally confident.
"When it comes to martial arts, it's pretty good. As for his character and resourcefulness, you will only know it over time. As far as today is concerned, he is just a handsome warrior." Cui Luo pretended to be disdainful and said, "Eat my grain and do my things.
, if he wants to gain a foothold in Cui Mansion, he still lacks some achievements."
"What's so difficult about this? Daddy will send a good mission right now, and my daughter promises that he will handle it for you properly!" Cui Wan raised her chin, full of confidence in Yang Chaoxi.
"Is this what you said? If it doesn't work out, my father will immediately ask someone to drive him out of the house." Cui Luo saw the opportunity and said, with a sentence that threatened his daughter's death.
"..." Cui Wan's breath stagnated, and he said after a while, "Huh! Daddy is just saying something to set a trap for his daughter. But my daughter is not afraid! If you have any tricks, just use them."
"Say what you say?"
"It's hard to chase the horse!"
But he said that Yang Chaoxi followed Cui Da, walked around two corridors, and arrived in front of a house. Cui Da opened the door and asked him to wait a moment. He went straight in and took out a set of spring clothes, a brocade bag, and a lot of money before he gave the money.
However, after delivering the items to him, he went about his business.
Yang Zhaoxi returned to the guest room, locked the door, but put the items on the table. He quickly threw off his black boots and sat down on the couch. He opened his eyes slightly, and in the "centered" state, he breathed in and out until "
In the state of "keeping one", the method of fetal breathing can be used... "Sitting in a circle and keeping quiet" and "training and nourishing Qi" complement each other, and you will soon enter the state of practicing Qigong.
The flow rate of the innate and acquired Qi, which had just slowed down, was divided into three streams, ready to curl back into the three Dantian areas. Suddenly, it was aroused by Yang Chaoxi's performance, and like a frightened loach, it started to swim along the small Zhoutian again.
The familiar collision feeling between the acupuncture points when fighting just now has returned to the same feeling as before!
When a ray of thought stopped in the state of "contemplation", Yang Zhaoxi closed his eyes. Following the path of the two qi, he moved the ray of thought downwards one by one from the "Tianxin point" at the eyebrow...
After counting breaths like this, I "saw" that the torso was filled with five-color mist, which was hazy and not very clear. And the place between the eyebrows was like a dark cave, and there were still traces of innate energy flowing out of it.
It seems endless.
Is this the "Vipassana" method taught by Wu Tianshi? Why did the perception of "wandering around in the mortal body, with all the five internal organs as if they were all suspended" failed to come as promised? Is it because the Taoist skills are still shallow?
In "Taomen Neidan Shuo", the description of "jing, qi, and spirit" began to emerge in his mind word by word:
Essence is the foundation, Qi is the function, and Shen is the view. Once the foundation is established, the Essence is solid, the two Qi flow together, and the mind contemplates inward thinking, which is the first glimpse of the way to "refining Qi and transforming Qi"...
The essence is strong, and the mortal body becomes a furnace. The two qi condense and flow, split and create fire. The essence is collected as a guide and melted with the innate qi, and the elixir mother is formed. The elixir mother is sown, and it is born into a Tao seed, which is melted by the qi of the future.
, work tirelessly day and night, and the inner elixir can be achieved...
Vipassana is a ray of thought that travels around the body, examines the three Dantians, observes the movement of breath, and observes the inner alchemy method to prevent any deviation in the performance...
If Yang Chaoxi realized something, he moved his thoughts downward again and continued to examine the scenes in the three dantians. The five-color fog seemed to have dispersed somewhat, but it was still blurry, and the scenes were chaotic and difficult to distinguish.
When I first entered "refining essence and transforming qi", all kinds of realizations were new and interesting, but elusive.
How to collect an innate essence? How to separate the two qi when they are intertwined in one place? How to smelt the elixir mother? How to take root of the Tao seed? How to use the mortal body as a furnace to smelt the inner elixir?
All kinds of questions came flooding in, making him feel confused. Even his indestructible Taoist heart was shaken a little bit...