The two stood in the courtyard discussing martial arts. Ye Yuhua sat in the Buddhist hall and chanted sutras. The breeze was gentle, the sun was shining brightly, and the artistic conception was long and fascinating.
"Azheng. I have learned a total of 105 styles of Tongxin Fist, including blocking and dismantling, both offensive and defensive. But I still feel that there are too few changes and it is difficult to cover everything. And you only have four swords in total, but you are so fierce and powerful that you can lift mountains. The power." Li Jing spoke eloquently, pouring out the confusion in her heart.
When Xiao Zheng heard this, a look of concentration appeared on his face. Then he said: "My four swords are actually not coherent. The sword drawing technique is to establish power. The backhand sword is to break down. The critical strike is to attack. As for the last sword, it is often used in life and death battles. Each sword corresponds to the corresponding situation. . And if the first three swords are not prepared, the power of the last sword will be difficult to fully display. On the contrary - the strike is the last sword, and it is better to kill the enemy. If the first blow fails, the sharpness will inevitably drop sharply and it will be unsustainable. "
"In other words, you won't be able to make the last knife easily?" Li Jing asked curiously.
"Yeah." Xiao Zheng nodded lightly. "From ancient times to the present, any martial arts has been very complex, ranging from thirty-five moves to hundreds of moves. According to my understanding, it is not that the founders did not know how to be concise and concise and get rid of the dross. It is that martial arts has one aspect. The ability to strengthen the body. If it is reduced to three or five moves, it will have little effect on ordinary people, and it will be difficult to achieve the effect of physical training. Break down each move and exercise every muscle and bone in the body. One can keep fit, and the other Can deeply understand every move."
After a pause, Xiao Zheng continued: "I don't think the 105 styles of Tongxin Fist cannot be simplified. But I believe that the creator must understand the meaning of being high-minded and unobtrusive. It is clear that the creation is too subtle and simple, and it is difficult for most people to understand it. Furthermore, which person who founded a sect doesn’t want to have a long-lasting reputation and be famous for centuries? That’s why he will try his best to develop martial arts moves that are easy to understand and can be practiced by everyone. But in this way, the more people know them, the more they can truly master them. There will be many fewer people who understand the founder’s intention and essence.”
Li Jing suddenly realized, nodded and said: "You are right. When Senior Brother Bai saw me practicing the full set of Tongxin Boxing, he thought that there were many styles that did more harm than good and were just for viewing. Not only could they not improve their strength, they would also affect their rhythm."
After a pause, she smiled and said, "It seems that you and Senior Brother Bai have the same views on heroes."
Xiao Zheng felt ashamed and said: "Aunt Jing, you are so grateful. Uncle Bai is everyone, I can only be regarded as a martial artist."
Li Jing did not refute that being modest and prudent is a good moral character for young people. She didn't have to correct Xiao Zheng either. But after this discussion with Xiao Zheng, Li Jing also established the next direction of practice.
Simplified Tongxinquan!
Get rid of the dross and keep the essence. I believe that I will make great progress on this road.
After chatting for a while, Xiao Zheng said goodbye to Li Jing and returned to the wing.
Because there is no entertainment in the mountains, even the signal is very weak. When Xiao and Zheng went up the mountain, they were ready to cultivate themselves. Therefore, every time he goes up the mountain, Lin Huayin will bring a few books that he usually does not have time to read. To avoid being bored and bored in the mountains.
When Xiao Zheng returned to his room, Lin Huayin was sitting on the bed reading a book, with peace and tranquility written all over her beautiful white face. It's like an old monk who has entered concentration and is extremely focused. Unexpectedly, he was not even aware of Xiao Zheng's approach.
"Old Lin. You are so serious." Xiao Zheng came closer with a smile and sat on the edge of the bed. "How about we go for a walk in the mountains and breathe some fresh air. It's not a problem for you to stay in your room all the time."
Lin Huayin raised his eyes slightly and glanced sideways at Xiao Zheng: "You've been climbing the mountain for a long time this morning, aren't you tired?"
Xiao Zheng smiled and said: "Don't say half a day, even if it takes half a month, I can hold on."
This is quite true. With Xiao Zheng's physical ability, he only needs to be given food and water to drink. He can carry out long-term consumption.
Lin Huayin put down the book and looked at the tea cup on the table. Xiao Zheng understood, brought her boiled water, and said with a smile: "Even if you don't want to go for a walk, you can also go to the Buddhist hall to accompany my mother-in-law. If you come here, you can't just meet me during dinner, right?"
Lin Huayin took a sip of water, was silent for a while and said, "We'll talk about it tonight."
This time she did not refuse with a clear attitude, but waited until after dinner. It can be considered a considerable progress. Xiao Zheng smiled, then changed the topic and said, "I just had a fight with Bai Wushuang."
Lin Huayin, who has always been calm and calm, heard a look of confusion in his eyes: "Who will make the first move?"
"Him." Xiao Zheng smiled.
"I don't know what's wrong." Lin Huayin frowned.
"Who are you scolding?" Xiao Zheng said with a straight face.
"Him." Lin Huayin put down the tea cup.
"That's pretty much it." Xiao Zheng grinned. "If you scold me, I will fight you."
Lin Huayin said calmly: "He went down the mountain?"
"I beat you to a pig's head. If you don't go down the mountain, why do you still stay here and look embarrassed?" Xiao Zheng said with a smile. "But at this kid's age, it's not uncommon for him to have the strength he has today."
Lin Huayin said calmly: "It's not that he is great, it's that Uncle Bai taught him well."
Xiao Zheng nodded and said: "That's true. If it weren't for this relationship, Uncle Bai would definitely not be able to teach him his lifelong secret knowledge. It's a pity. Although this kid has learned it, it will only ruin Uncle Bai's reputation."
Lin Huayin didn't understand the martial arts fight between men and didn't interrupt at will. She just listened quietly to Xiao Zheng's account. After Xiao Zheng finished speaking, she said with a subtle expression: "Are you willing to teach me?"
Xiao Zheng was startled when he heard this, and then asked with curiosity on his face: "Are you interested in learning?"
"Why not?" Lin Huayin asked.
"Practicing martial arts is more difficult than doing business." Xiao Zheng said with some confidence. "And what I practice is killing skills, which are not for ordinary people to strengthen their bodies. Although you have talent, you have only started practicing now. Isn't it a little late?"
Hearing this, Lin Huayin's eyes suddenly turned cold: "You think I'm old?"
"I don't dare—" Xiao Zheng said in a hurry to explain. "Whatever you want to practice, I will teach you. I am just a reminder."
"No more practice." Lin Huayin said calmly. Picked up the book again.
Such a question is just a thought, not a real practice. She has many things to do every day, and the company's business is so busy that she is physically and mentally exhausted. There is no time to practice. Spending half an hour every night doing boxing and fitness is a luxury.
But just now I heard Xiao Zheng mention that the reason why Bai Wuxia was willing to teach was because of Bai Wushuang's identity. That's why I ask this question.
But what he didn't expect was that he was getting older.
Is it big
Lin Huayin asked himself secretly.
Not too small. At the age of twenty-nine. It will be thirty after the New Year. For a woman, after she reaches her thirties, things may really go downhill in all aspects.
It seems that I am really no longer young...