Wu Yugang felt strange and asked the old monk in confusion: "What do you think?"
The old monk said: "The highest realm of swordsmen in the world is to have no sword in hand, but a sword in the heart. The sword that strikes is the result of the mind. It all depends on practicing Tiangang sword energy. For doctors, the highest realm is to practice medicine with a kind heart and to cure diseases without needles, which is better than with needles."
Wu Yugang was puzzled and asked, "How can this method be practiced?"
The old monk said, "Do you know the most divine sword art in the world?" Wu Yuguang shook his head.
The old monk said: "The most divine sword technique is none other than Houyi's magic sword technique. Houyi was a god of archery in ancient times. With his heart and will as strong as iron, he chose the purest righteous energy of heaven and earth to cultivate his magic arrows.
Later, the world was in chaos, and ten suns appeared at the same time, bringing disaster to the people. The Emperor of Heaven sent Houyi to the mortal world, and Houyi shot down nine of the suns, thus relieving the people of the disaster. Later, Houyi shot down poisonous snakes, ferocious beasts and other monsters that were harming the world. As a result, the practice of Houyi's magic arrows and his Taoist tradition were passed down in the human world.
This is the tradition that every swordsman inherits and spreads. Although this technique is magical, you have the foundation of immortal bones, so it is not difficult to practice this way. "
Wu Yugang asked the old monk: "Are you also proficient in this?"
The old monk said, "I know a little bit. I once received a secret from a strange man, which is the art of flying with a sword. Since you have this opportunity, I can teach it to you."
Wu Yugang asked, "Is this technique difficult?"
The old monk said: "You have the foundation to practice immortal bones, so it is not difficult.
This technique is: People are in the primordial space between heaven and earth, and the qi of heaven and earth makes them alive. People cultivate this way in the qi, and the qi returns to the heart in me. The purest qi cultivates the mind, and the qi circulates around the body at will. The qi transforms into various forms according to the chance, and the mind transforms this qi into the source of truth. Transforming the true qi into the right way, and ascending at will can be called an immortal. "
After the old monk finished speaking, he looked at Wu Yuguang who was standing there in a daze and asked, "Do you understand this logic?" Wu Yuguang shook his head, not fully understanding it.
The old monk said: "The Confucian I Ching is very profound. This technique was created by Confucianism. Confucian practice emphasizes going from the outside to the inside, and from the inside to the outside. They are mutually causal and transformative.
Just like the practice of Buddhism, people pray to gods and worship Buddhas, which is only the part of the exoteric teachings of Buddhism and cannot lead to the right fruit of cultivation. The real part that can lead to the right fruit of cultivation lies in the esoteric teachings of Buddhism. Few people understand that.
Ordinary people focus on external practice, but forget and lose the changes and feelings of the inner source. This is what people often say, if you want to be respected in front of others, you need to suffer behind the scenes. Don't just see the thieves eating meat, do you know when they are beaten!
When people see the wealth of others, they lose their perspective on the essence of things and lose their peaceful state of mind.
In the mortal world, people's training is just to keep the body in shape, while the real practice in the heart is forgotten." Wu Yugang nodded, understanding the old monk's intention.
The old monk asked Wu Yuguang to sit on the cushion and began to teach him the techniques of cultivation.
Wu Yugang had previously learned the advanced Qigong that combined Yijin and Xisui, and his skills were already very deep. His body was full of pure Qi, and with the guidance of the old monk, he felt very obvious and made rapid progress.
The old monk and Wu Yugang had finished their practice. He said to Wu Yugang, "This practice is very powerful. The pure energy released can hurt people, so you must learn to restrain it and behave like an ordinary person. This mainly depends on your firm will and your control of the pure energy. Remember this."
Wu Yuguang asked, "Master, may I ask for your Dharma name?" But when he looked up, he found himself standing next to a mountain temple, with a protruding cliff behind him that provided shelter from the rain.
At this time, a loud voice came from the sky: "Wu Yugang, you were a dragon in your previous life. You are the reincarnation of a dragon. You have to go through the hardships of mortals in order to achieve enlightenment. I am just an old monk." The voice faded away. The rain had stopped, and the red sunset glow appeared in the western sky, reflecting the quiet and neat mountain temple.
Wu Yugang thought about what had just happened, "What dragon or not, everyone living in this world has to go through hardships and setbacks! Really. There are many talented people in this world, and who knows who can transform! There are only things that have not happened, but nothing that is impossible. I am still so young, and there are many things that I have not experienced, so there is nothing to be surprised about. I still have to face the reality of my life and think about what to do in the future!"
Thinking of this, Wu Yugang wanted to go back, but he saw that it was very quiet and no one was around. He secretly practiced the martial arts he had just learned to see what it was like and experience it.
After thinking about it, Wu Yugang concentrated his mind and regulated his breathing, feeling the powerful true energy circulating rapidly in his body. The magic needle had already been formed, and Wu Yugang followed the movement of the energy, and he released the energy at will. Soon he flew around the mountain with the energy, as fast as lightning.
Wu Yugang stood still after finishing his work, but then he thought, since the needle has been formed, it would be good to take a look, so he raised his hand and a silver needle formed by Tiangang Qi flew out of his hand. A dead leaf fell with a sound.
Wu Yuguang was secretly delighted, thinking, well, he had mastered the medical skills.
When they returned to the clinic in the town, it was already dark. Zhang Liang had already prepared dinner and was waiting for the return of Wu Yuguang, his benefactor.
Wu Yuguang walked into the small clinic and found Zhang Liang lying on the table in a daze.
Wu Yugang asked, "Have you eaten?"
Zhang Liang said, "If you don't come back, I won't be able to eat."
Wu Yugang had just washed his hands, walked over with a smile and said, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Liang said, "If you don't come back, I'll feel uneasy. We don't know anyone here and we're always bullied. I'm worried."
Wu Yugang said: "What are you afraid of? A seven-foot-tall man was born between heaven and earth. Death is the worst thing to be afraid of. What's the real thing? Living a good life is the real thing. A man should rely on his real ability to carve out a piece of his own sky. Of course, it's not easy. You have to use your intelligence and wisdom to fight for it!"
Zhang Liang said: "How can we fight? Do you know those troublemakers? I have heard a lot about them in the town. They bully men and women, run rampant in the countryside, traffic in human beings, and force people to death. But they are rich and powerful, so who can afford to offend them
The one you pulled teeth for that day was the mayor's son, Bao Qing, and he was assisted by four men known as the Four King Kongs, Zhang Luo, Zhao Wu, Wang Chang, and Ma Huan. They have the mayor as their backer, and we don't have any roots here, so how can we afford to offend them! ? "
Wu Yugang pondered and said: "You are right. It seems that we will not have any good results here. We really need to think about how we will live in the future!" (To be continued)