In the flash of lightning, Yang Chaoxi didn't have time to think too much. He threw his left shoulder back and raised his right wrist to block the tip of the wooden stick in his hand. He used a dagger style. But Gongsun Zhenren's sword power suddenly increased.
, and moved forward again, this kind of obstruction was actually much too late.
But just when the tip of the stick was about to hit his forehead, the wooden stick stopped steadily. Gongsun Taoist smiled and said: "Not bad, not bad! In a hurry, I can use my instinct to use moves. Although it doesn't work, it doesn't work."
If you see panic, you can teach me!"
Yang Chaoxi raised his hands and saluted: "The master of the temple really scared the disciples. Is this the move of Gongsun Sword Technique?"
"Of course not. The swordsmanship passed down in my family is slightly different from the swordsmanship used in battle. Clumsy should be used to match skill, curves should be used to fight straight, softness should be used to overcome hardness, but it is not a method of fighting fiercely. Although the sword is tough, the axe.
Hammers and maces are stronger than it; swords are three feet long, but spears and halberds are longer than it. Therefore, the way to win is not to take it directly, let alone to defeat the enemy." Gongsun Zhenren continued to explain, "Shaking the sword
Although the attack is dazzling, it can be broken with great force; if you go straight forward, even if you strike first, your motive will be exposed; if you chop and chop brutally, if you encounter a heavy soldier, it will inevitably be broken into pieces."
"Master, according to what you said, the sword is useless, so what's the use of learning swordsmanship?" Yang Chaoxi listened to it, but all he said was that it only made others' ambitions worse and destroyed his own prestige, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.
Gongsun Zhenren smiled: "If you want to use your strengths, you must first understand your weaknesses. Learning the sword and dealing with the world are all the same. The general outline of our clan's swordsmanship is the twelve words just mentioned, 'Use clumsy to respond to skill, use music to fight.
Straight, softness overcomes hardness. Clumsy is a defensive posture to make the enemy arrogant, but it is not to wait for death. Rather, before the body moves, the mind moves first, guard and observe it, avoid its edge, and observe its motives. Just like what you just said
The reaction is to withdraw the left shoulder first and then raise the right wrist. It seems to be sensitive, but in fact it is already slow. Therefore, the movement of the mind comes first and the form follows, which is the right principle."
After Yang Chaoxi listened, he carefully recalled his previous actions. As Gongsun Zhenren said, it seemed like a subconscious counterattack, but it was an action without any intention. If it worked, it would be fine, but if it didn't, wouldn't he have died long ago? So respectfully
He bowed his head and said: "Disciple has learned!"
"The curve is used as an offensive, so as to cause the enemy to be confused and take advantage of the opportunity to attack. Because the sword moves in a curve, feints and real moves can be easily interchanged, making it difficult for the enemy to predict the opportunity, so there will always be times when he cannot parry, leaving an empty door open, and then use
Actual attacks will be effective nine times out of ten. Be gentle and set your posture. From the moment you move your sword against the enemy, don't have any thoughts of quick victory. Whether you are attacking or defending, you must be gentle and use continuous countermeasures to resolve the problem.
The aggressive force is like a silkworm weaving a cocoon, slowly stranding it, causing it to break violently." After finishing speaking, Gongsun Zhenren raised the wooden stick and began to chop it casually.
Yang Zhaoxi hurriedly wiped her eyes and continued to stare at his movements: she saw that he was either defending poorly, or attacking, stabbing, slashing, teasing, blocking, sweeping... several movements were intertwined, but they looked a bit like that.
The style of "Cuiyun Daogong", the body movements are circular and continuous, and there seems to be no pause. At this moment, if you raise your sword to attack, you have no way to start. It is really impossible for a needle to penetrate and water to splash.
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As Yang Zhaoxi watched and made random gestures, he gradually realized that he had lost all control of the spear and sword skills he had practiced in the past, no matter how he moved them in. And this style of fighting was perhaps the most frightening.
.So he simply put away the wooden stick and concentrated on observing Gongsun Zhenren's sword moves and sword intention.
Gongsun Zhenren demonstrated casually for a while, but saw the wooden stick turned over in his hand, folded behind his right arm, and then stopped. His face was as usual, and he did not show any signs of shortness of breath, so he smiled and said:
"Other people's swordsmanship is to learn the sword moves first, and then understand the sword's intention. But our swordsmanship requires first understanding the general outline, observing the sword's intention, and then learning the moves. And the moves are not bound by a complete set. Moving the sword is nothing more than cutting.
, stabbing, chopping, chopping, teasing and other actions. Take stabbing as an example. One family says it stabs directly into the middle of the palace, that one says it stabs under the ribs obliquely, and another one wants to stab the face, but the direction is different.
. Just talking about sword moves, there is no distinction between superior and inferior. The so-called victory or defeat is just that cunning prevails over honesty, and sophistication prevails over rawness."
Yang Chaoxi was convinced after hearing this. His previous understanding of Gongsun Zhenren had been completely overturned from that night on. Zhenren Gongsun outlined everything from rough to detailed, and then gradually unfolded Gongsun's swordsmanship in front of Yang Zhaoxi's eyes.
The next thing to be taught in detail was cutting, stabbing, chopping, chopping, teasing, blocking, sweeping, hanging...these specific sword movements and coordinated body techniques. He practiced just the word "cut" for more than half a month.
, Gongsun Zhenren broke down the "cutting" techniques, directions, and exertions of each family, and demonstrated them one by one, guiding him on how to choose and adapt. Then he used the sword intention of Gongsun's swordsmanship to control these "cutting" techniques.
After practicing the technique of "cutting" proficiently, I started to teach the next word "stabbing"...
Winter and summer are changing, and the wild geese are crossing south, and it's the next autumn. The tall trees on Cuiyun Peak are jagged, and the mountain is paved with gold. There are also green and red mixed in, but there are pine, cypress and maple trees. The mountain birds are almost gone, and the insects are not chirping yet.
Rest, in the morning of early autumn, there is always a little residual vitality, and the blue sky slowly opens.
At noon that day, all the Taoists who had practiced Cuiyun Taoism went to their private rooms to listen to the scriptures. A strange Taoist, holding a yellow lacquered wooden letter, looked outside to see him. The man on duty that day was Min Lingzi Zhuo Song.
Tao brought this Taoist in and took him directly to Ziji Palace to meet Zhenren Gongsun. It turned out that this Taoist had come specifically to deliver an invitation letter on the order of Wang Jin, the envoy of Taiwei Palace in Luoyang.
The Taoist bowed and put down the yellow lacquered wooden letter respectfully, but declined the arrangement of lunch and went all the way down the mountain.
After reading the letter from Zhenren Gongsun, it turned out that Wang Jin, the envoy of the Taiwei Palace, was planning a grand feast on August 15th, the "Duanzheng Month", and invited the temple masters and elite disciples Xian who were still popular in and outside Luoyang to gather together to watch the moon and discuss Taoism.
"There is an order from the public, so of course you must go. Now that the world has settled down, and everything is waiting to be done, the palace envoy is so elegant, it is definitely not just a whim. It must be that the Shangguan of the prosperous dynasty had a deep intention, and specially used the "Duanzheng month"
" At that time, he expressed his intention in a tactful way and waited for all the Taoists to express their support. When the prosperous dynasty established a country based on Tao, there would never be any danger to the safety of Taoists. But if you want to watch the elite disciples accompanying you, you must not talk about the scriptures.
It's so simple to talk about the Tao. I can't figure out what the deep meaning is, but when the time comes, the soldiers will stop it, that's all."
Gongsun Zhenren thought for a while and sent Zhuo Songtao, the Ming Lingzi next to him, out of the palace gate. He called Liao Zhihe, the son of Xuanxu from the Guanzhong Supervisory Academy, and Han Fengqiao, the disciple of Chengxu, who taught the profession, Zhang Hezong, the son of Mingxu, Wei Lingfu, the son of Tongxu, etc.
People, sit down in front of the statue of Taoist Master in Ziji Palace, and discuss together the candidates for the accompanying disciples.
Because of this, lunch was delayed for more than half an hour that day. The young Taoist priests who were studying scriptures on their own in each of the sanctuaries saw that the Taoist who taught them had not returned, and they did not dare to disperse on their own, so they began to curse in the sanctuaries.
The sounds of "gu, gu" and "croak, croak" came and went. For a while, the Jingshi turned into a grassy pond, with frogs croaking and toads croaking everywhere.
In the main hall of Ziji Palace, senior Taoists sat in a half circle around Gongsun Zhenren. The elders and younger ones stated their respective opinions in an orderly manner. Gongsun Zhenren nodded and listened, but was not in a hurry to express his position. The Taoists knew the good or bad luck of this trip.
Not many, but each has its own considerations.
After a detailed discussion with Feng Muyu, Xuanxuzi Liao Zhihe recommended his disciple Zhu Jieran. Chengxuzi Han Fengqiao glanced sideways at Minglingzi Zhuo Songtao who was sitting cross-legged and recording, and recommended him to accompany him. Mingxuzi Zhang Hezong
, Tongxuzi Wei Lingfu and others also made recommendations. For example, Han Feng, Huang Shuo and others who were usually on duty seriously were also among the recommended candidates.
After the plan was decided, Zhuo Songtao, who was on duty at the side, put down his writing brush and carefully held the copied list in front of Gongsun Zhenren. Gongsun Zhenren took it and looked at it, but there were more than ten people there, so he smiled and said:
"Since it is called Discussing the Tao, if so many disciples go there and meet other Taoist friends, they will only treat them as 'protectors', and they will inevitably be ridiculed!" After hearing this, all the senior Taoists smiled and raised their hands.
Come and listen to his decision, "There is still some time before August 15th, so I will think about it some more and pay close attention to the disciples on the list. How about I make a decision?"
All the Taoists agreed, knowing that it was getting late, so they followed Taoist Gongsun and walked to the Zhaiyuan together. Only then did Zhuo Songtao breathe a sigh of relief, and after leaving the palace gate, he went to the various sanctuaries to let all the fellow disciples
After class, we had lunch. These little Taoist priests, who were so hungry that their hearts were close to their backs, felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They cheered and ran to the courtyard behind Ziji Palace. Upon hearing this, Gongsun Zhenren and other Taoist priests stopped and held their hands.
Looking at each other, they shook their heads and laughed.
It was almost late at night, and many rooms were already filled with snoring. Yang Zhaoxi stood up and pushed Niu Pang'er, who was still murmuring words like "Sister Lin'er" in his sleep, but saw him turning over and drooling all over his flesh.
Under the dim light of the waxing moon coming through the window, his face glowed with silver, and he couldn't help but smile. He looked up at Guan Hu'er and Sun Hu Nian again, but they were hugging each other, and they were also fast asleep. So.
Then he quietly put on his Taoist uniform and went to the ancient tree behind the Taoist temple as usual, waiting for the arrival of Gongsun Zhenren.
After a while, Gongsun Zhenren was still dressed in daytime clothes. He arrived leisurely and was naturally taught attentively. Calculating the time, it has been more than a year since Yang Zhaoxi learned swordsmanship from Gongsun Zhenren, whittling, stabbing, chopping and chopping.
, Flirting, Blocking, Sweeping, Hanging... I have also learned all kinds of sword techniques completely, but my experience is still shallow. If I want to improve, I still need to practice more.
Yang Chaoxi practiced for a long time, and then he and Gongsun Zhenren performed several moves. Hot sweat broke out on his body. Gongsun Zhenren explained the shortcomings in the moves one by one, and then said with a smile: "Little disciple
, but there is something happening today. I thought about it for a while and decided to tell you..."