It is said that among the martial arts that Minzhan learned in this way, the most famous art is the "Jun Mi Yusi Gong". If the volume is secret, "the volume of the volume will be hidden in the secret." The gossamer, the air floats and flows, flows around, rounds, and swims, and swims like silk. Generally speaking, this is a martial art of the inner family. The main idea is to shoot a qi from a very small hole on the practitioner's body in a very thin but very hard and powerful way. Because the purpose of practicing this exercise is not the same as the function of each part of the body, so the way is also different. Most disciples from generations to generations who are from the road to Minzhan use their fingertips as a channel for gaining power, and most of them use the tip of the index finger of their right hand as a hole. It squirts out in one breath, and the force is like a sharp needle, which can take people's acupoints and pupils; if they take advantage of the gap, they can cause damage. Those who re-enter the superior can turn rigidity into softness, use intention to make breath, push it back and forth, and draw circles and squares. According to Fang Lian, his person has reached this level, but he never likes to hurt others by fighting martial arts. He often drinks a pot of ink and then transports this "rolling secret hairspring technique" to paint-the method is to hang the drawing paper in the wall, and then Standing one foot away from the paper, it is drawn by means of remote drawing and ink-jetting in the air. In the book "The Wonderful Painting of Fang Fengwu", Old Man Wan wrote: "Duke Fengwu's so strange skill makes viewers stare at the eyes and silence their mouths. He has been silent for a long time without observing it. I don’t know fainting.” Mr. Wan himself is also inherited by Lu Minzhan’s internal skills. He learns to draw from the side and at the same time learns his heart and methods, so he can engrave and leave a book when he is dying. Slate. Only the power of its intention to make qi has not yet reached the state of turning rigidity into softness. It is remarkable, but compared with many other people in the world who have learned this art but have to use the art of carving to sell it to the layman, it is much purer and more mellow.
As for Wan Defu's cultivation in this martial arts, it is naturally much inferior to the old man Wan. His urging infuriating energy can probably teach that inner force to concentrate on the tip of the tweezers, if it penetrates into the depth of the bullet mark, and then gently flips the knuckles, a bullet will be pried out. In such a short time, all five warheads were pried out. Wan Defu put it into the treasure bag with the tweezers, turned over and lowered the beam, but did not dare to go out from the original road or the main entrance of Nanhai Road on the east side; then he used the previous inner strength of lying down and crawling against the wall. , Climbing from under the Jiuqu Embankment to the opposite bank of the lotus pond. Fortunately, there is exactly a foot-high gap between this embankment and the surface of the water. Wan Defu holds his breath and concentrates his energy, like a gecko swimming on a wall, and soon disappears. In the morning, visitors to this activity saw the grass on the other side swaying in the breeze, flowers and trees, but they didn't know that an expert had come and gone suddenly.
However, after dawn until the twilight hours, in the surplus time, Wan Defu has found nothing-the last words of the old man. The so-called six dragons are really hidden and not used, and there is nowhere to find them.
First of all, these six elders over 50 and under 70 and Elder Wan are often indulging in coming and going, free and easy when they meet every month. In the first few years, hardly anyone knew where they were living, whether they had family, wives, and children, etc. The only way is that on the night of the full moon, the six elders must go to the botanical garden to meet the wine in the wind. It wasn't until the past two years that Mr. Wan occasionally brought Wan Defu along with him, and he did not know about it that he would wear a woolen cap all year round and he would never remove it regardless of cold or heat. This person speaks very little, and his nickname is dumb nest father. He is tolerant and retreat in everything. He never competes with others in words. He is a secretive and unfathomable person. Especially when he carries a magnifying glass with him, no matter what the thing is, he will look at everything within three feet in front of him. Even if it’s leftovers, he must observe it for a while, as if there is always great knowledge in it. . Wan Defu knew that he was single, and he was about to donate the official mansion in his early years. Since he bought a hut in the mountain area opposite Bitan to live alone, he is an extremely weird character.