After he grasped this sentence, he used moves to generate inner energy, and he didn't have to use his mind or spirit. The more he thought about it, the more wonderful it became. The beauty of entering the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra lies in the lack of mind.
From this point of view, there is a path to practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra. It turns out that I have always thought wrong. It is not that I need to have a deep state of mind, but that I have taken the wrong path.
From this point of view, the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra should be a martial art in the military, but for some reason it was passed down to the people and became a secret skill. Presumably the ancestors of the Wang family were also soldiers.
He suddenly frowned and felt something was wrong. Firstly, the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra had no moves. Secondly, if it was really a military martial arts, the internal strength cultivated by the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra should not be compatible with folk martial arts.
Li Yujiao of Sheng Xuefeng's inner strength and mental skills are unique martial arts skills, and they should not be military martial arts.
He thought for a long time and felt confused, so he simply stopped thinking about it and started practicing the Flying Bear Palm first, and then slowly comprehended the Nine Turns of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. The days ahead would be long.
In the following days, he only practiced riding and shooting for an hour in the morning, and then let Chi Ying go and let him play on the martial arts ground by himself, while he practiced palm skills on the side.
There is no mental method for flying bear paw, but there are many essentials. The key is to master its subtlety. Heavy and light. The two seem to be contradictory. If they are heavy, how can they be light? The secret of this is difficult for people who have never seen a bear to understand.
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Fortunately, he comes from a later generation and has been to the zoo and seen bears. They look heavy and clumsy and stagger when walking, but their movements are swift and the contrast is strong.
I remember that in the zoo, the bears lived in a fence, and the tourists stood at a high place and looked down. People like to buy some bananas, oranges, etc., and throw them to the bears to eat and play with them.
These black bears stand upright with their legs on the ground. They can catch things flexibly and move quickly, which is completely different from their bulky bodies.
He walks slowly but moves quickly and dexterously, which surprised him at first.
At this time, when he was practicing the Flying Bear Palm Technique, he recalled what he had seen at the beginning and could understand the two techniques of Shen and Ling, his movements were standard, and he slowly figured out the Samadhi within.
This palm technique consumes the body very much. An ordinary person would be sweating profusely after practicing it for half an hour and could not hold on. However, he practiced it all morning without stopping.
Over and over again, his spirit is like a dragon, extremely powerful, which can support him to focus on it, gain something every time, and ensure its efficiency.
He practiced the Flying Bear Palm Technique in the morning and the Sword Technique in the afternoon. After practicing the Sword Technique for an hour, he practiced the Spear Stake Technique.
He held a spear in his right hand. The iron spear was like a stick in his hand, but as time passed, the stick-like spear became heavier and heavier, as heavy as a thousand pieces of stone.
He couldn't hold on for half an hour on the first day. Even though his body was trained far beyond ordinary people by the Vajra Indestructible Magic, he still couldn't hold on. He had never exerted such strength.
On the second day, he was stronger and persisted for half an hour. On the third day, he persisted even longer. He had a strong understanding and clear inner vision, and slowly understood some secrets.
This gun pile is not about strength, but about exertion. He is extremely powerful, and a gun is as light as a feather to him. With such a weight, he can hold it on his head or carry it on his shoulders, and it will be no problem for days and nights.
It's not possible to hold it flat, either because it's because of lack of strength or because you can't use your strength.
With this strength, depending on his body, he can stand for several hours without any problems.
As he stood, he thought about what Professor Zhang said at that time.
When people learn, they often have a fatal flaw - they don't listen.
The words summed up by the instructor based on countless experiences and sweat may sound ordinary, and learners often do not realize their importance. Only when they practice and understand for themselves will they realize the correctness of these words.
Li Muchan knew this very well, and imprinted Zhang Jiaoxi's words in his mind, carefully pondering each sentence, not missing every word.
Every time I think about it, I have some realization that the key to using a gun is to use strength. The gun needs to be integrated with the person. The gun must have ears, eyes, and skin, so that it can hear, see, and feel.
Only when you have reached this level can you start practicing spear training. Otherwise, even if you practice spear training, it will only be superficial and its power is limited, no more than a stick.
Zhang Jiaoxi highly respected the spear and regarded it as the king of a hundred soldiers, with unparalleled power. In the midst of thousands of troops, taking the head of a general was like picking out an object from a bag. Only the spear method has such power.
Li Muchan never understood how the gun could have ears, eyes, and skin. While standing on the gun pile, he carefully understood it, focused on the gun, and became one with it.
When he first practiced swordsmanship, there was a key point: the human sword is one, and the sword is the hand. From the Nine Palms in the Sea, to the Nine Swords in the Sea, he had a profound understanding of the unity of the human sword.
Although the gun is longer, the principle is the same. He concentrates on the gun, is not impatient, does not leave, never abandons it, and keeps focusing on it, never leaving it.
It is impossible for ordinary people to do this. The mind is like an ape and the mind is like a horse. It is very active but not quiet. It is easy to let go and feel uncomfortable. People cannot fully control it, but are pulled away by them.
Li Muchan's meditation skills are so profound that he can focus on one thought for a long time.
Focusing on one thought consumes a lot of energy. Even those eminent monks who have been practicing for a long time can hardly persist for a long time. They have been in samadhi for a long time, and they are not focusing on one thought all the time, but just suddenly dreaming.
Li Muchan has four heart beads, and his mind is as strong as a dragon. He can concentrate on one thought for a long time, which is really amazing.
However, the power of the mind is latent in the world inside the body and does not appear to the outside world. Ordinary people cannot see its power. Only by responding to things can it show its power.
He had a flat-ended spear in his right hand, squinting his eyes slightly, converging his gaze into a line, shining on the gun, and at the same time visualizing a gun in his mind.
A spear was suspended in the void, with brilliance flowing. Then, he moved the spear to the spear in his hand with his mind, and the two merged into one.
This is the way to practice Huang Long Fei Long Sword. He has benefited a lot from the practice of Huang Fei Long Sword, which is about the integration of human sword and sword. He thinks it is the best.
At this time, he applied it. Slowly, the spears were moved out of the void one by one and attached to the spear in his hand. Until a moment later, his heart moved and he stopped hastily. All his thoughts were focused on the spear in his hand.
None of the disciples of the Wang family have succeeded in the practice of Huanglong Feijian.
The key is to double-purpose, and the power of the mind is so powerful that one cannot exist without the other. There are many people in the world who do double-purpose, and there are also many people with strong minds, but they are rare and rare like him.
Slowly, as time passed, he forgot himself and couldn't see everything around him. He only saw this gun, and there was only this gun left in the world.
The surroundings were noisy and lively. Some people were competing, some were practicing hard, and some were playing in pairs and talking loudly.
All this slowly receded as he concentrated, "Plop!" "Plop!" The heartbeat became louder and louder, roaring in his ears, covering up the noise around him.
With the sound of his heartbeat, the blood in his body seemed to slowly flow out, flowing from the palm of his hand into the gun. The gun suddenly came to life, blending in with him and becoming one.
There was a sudden light on the hand, and the spear seemed to disappear. It was as light as a feather. What I felt was not the spear, but my own hand.
He smiled slightly, knowing that entering a wonderful state, keeping his mind calm and untroubled, this state is extremely rare and it is the perfect opportunity to realize it.
He still nourishes the gun with his spirit and integrates it into one body, making the combination between the gun and the person closer.
Slowly, time passed and the sky darkened. Li Muchan still held the gun, motionless, as if he had turned into a statue.
Everyone was a little surprised and glanced over from time to time.
Spending an afternoon with a spear with a flat end is a bit unusual, and it seems that I have realized the true meaning of a spear.
Zhang Jiaoxi had been standing next to Li Muchan. When he saw Zhao Shengli and the other three approaching, he hurriedly waved his hands to signal them to leave and not to disturb him.
Zhao Shengli and the others looked at Li Muchan, looked envious, and turned around to leave.
Dusk was rising, and the surrounding area became quiet. On the martial arts training field, only Li Muchan stood motionless, while Teacher Zhang stood beside him, motionless.
Li Muchan was immersed in the gun, and his whole person turned into a gun. The gun was himself, and he was the gun.
The gentle evening breeze came slowly, brushing against the gun barrels. Some were knocked back, while others passed by in small circles, then turned around and then left, like naughty children.
The gun body was blown by the breeze, trembling slightly and unnoticeably, as if playing with the wind, filling my heart with a touch of joy.
The night breeze was blowing gently, and if it was there or not, his facial features were sharp, his pores were dilated, and he could clearly feel the night breeze blowing on his skin. Whether it was the feeling on the gun or the feeling on his own skin, he was confused for a moment and couldn't tell.
I don't know how long it took, but he slowly woke up. The surroundings were dark, and in the evening breeze, tents in the distance were emitting light, like stars in the sky.
"Are you awake?" Teacher Zhang's voice sounded.
Li Muchan turned around to look and bowed: "Teach me."
Zhang Jiaoxi stood in the night wind, his eyes sparkling, and he nodded with a smile: "You are getting started... Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the marksmanship!"
"Yes." Li Muchan responded respectfully.
He stroked the spear in his hand and felt a connection between flesh and blood, which was very strange.
"There are only three moves in spear skills: blocking, holding, and stabbing. The rest are ever-changing and all remain true to their roots. Using a spear means using your strength."
In the afternoon of the next day, the sun was high in the sky and the sun was scorching. Zhang Jiaoxi took Li Muchan's spear, shook it gently, and said in a loud voice.
After saying that, he trembled slightly, and suddenly silver flowers swept towards Li Muchan.
Li Muchan slashed with his sword horizontally, trying to open the door and seal the door. There was a sharp "ding" sound, the gunfire dispersed, and the tip of the gun collided with his long sword.
Li Muchan just breathed out, but the tip of the spear borrowed the force, and a silver light flashed across his throat, as fast as lightning, and he hurriedly took a step back.
As he retreated, the tip of the spear turned into a bit of cold light and touched his throat.
"You are already dead." Zhang Jiaoxi stared at him coldly, his eyes like eagles.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly. If he had the inner strength, he could get out of the way, but now he can't. The gun is as fast as lightning.
Zhang Jiaoxi said slowly: "The gun moves with the force, and uses the force to move. Unless you don't move, moving is wrong... This is the beauty of the gun!"
Li Muchan kept nodding his head, his eyes were bright. He had perfected his ruthless sleeves, and he was proficient in the use of force and could control it freely. After learning Zhang Jiaoxi's move, he suddenly became enlightened.