"The emperor's star is swaying, the world is reversed, and the mountains and rivers are shaking?"
Huo Ling'er looked at Ba Liming, then raised her head to the sky, the sky was full of stars and brilliance, it turned out to be an unprecedentedly good weather. The sky over the Nanyang Sea is indeed as clear as water, and the air quality is very good. The stars in the sky share the tide, which is refreshing. There is a special poetic artistic conception in it.
"Anyway... such a fist... is hard to grasp, I really can't think of it..."
Huo Ling'er murmured to herself, thinking about Baliming's life experience, trying her best to think about the artistic conception contained in his boxing techniques.
She is also extremely intelligent, a jewel-like girl, who has a deep understanding of the importance of boxing in boxing. The artistic conception is very important when practicing a set of boxing techniques. If it is the same Tai Chi move of "grabbing the bird's tail", the posture is the same, but some people practice in an ethereal state of mind, while others practice imagining the enemy attacking with a long spear. Let me start with Stepping back, holding the barrel of the gun with his hand, he defuses the opponent's gun with his bare hands, using a panic and dodge.
The same moves, the same strength, the same Tai Chi, but the ethereal state of mind is completely different from the state of mind of surprise, flash, and fire. It's hard to say who is good and who is bad. The Taijiquan practiced in the ethereal artistic conception has a calm, elegant and long-lasting physical strength. And the surprise of taking the chestnut out of the fire, practiced with the intention of flashing, the temperament is like a thunder and tiger, and the style of play is amazing. Each has its own strengths.
Huo Ling'er is now learning boxing, not moves. Just like when Wang Chao went to learn from Li Jinshu.
In fact, those who practice martial arts well are all smart people. Those who can only hit sandbags and kick their legs every day, no matter how hard they work, they are just practicing blindly and stupidly. Even if he can fight fiercely for a while, but he can't reach the peak, at least, Dan Dao is hopeless.
Martial arts needs to be profound, just like poetry, it needs artistic conception.
Wang Chao already knew all the boxing moves back then, because Tang Zichen had already taught him, but he didn't hand in the boxing intention. So Wang Chao himself went to Li Jinshu to get the fisting intention, and then walked for a year, finally integrated that fisting intention into his own boxing method, and finally went forward indomitably, invincible vertically and horizontally, and stood at the highest point in the world.
But now even though Baliming told Huo Ling'er about his fisting intention, Huo Ling'er still had difficulty associating with it.
Because of the era of Baliming, in the 1960s and 1970s, Huo Ling'er had no experience at all. What's more, she was born in Hong Kong and her birth environment was different from that of the mainland.
Swish, Swish, Swish, Swish.
Huo Ling'er stood under the tide of stars and shadows, standing on the shelf of Baguazhang holding the seven stars, still trying hard to find the taste of "the emperor's star is swaying, and the world is turning against it" that Baliming said. Unfortunately, I still can't find the feeling.
Baliming shook his head as he watched, the expert's eyes were vicious, Huo Ling'er was standing, his posture was correct, but it was just awkward, very awkward, not that way.
"Forget it, forget it, you've lost all your spirituality. If you continue to practice, I'm afraid your boxing skills will not improve, but will regress instead."
Baliming sighed and stopped Huo Ling'er from continuing to practice.
"Hey, that's true for fisting. You can't force it, otherwise it will be counterproductive. Handan is learning to walk." Huo Ling'er also stopped, she also felt very awkward just now. To imitate Ba Liming's boxing intentions is like distorting her character.
Whether it's Ba Liming or Huo Ling'er, the old and the young are all extremely smart people. We all know the key to it.
"At this point, I can't help you anymore. The boxing is my own practice." Baliming shook his head again.
Boxing is self-practicing, and a famous teacher may not necessarily produce a good student. On the contrary, even a not-so-famous teacher may teach a good student. To a certain level of boxing, you have to rely on your own groping, the long road is long and difficult, and you can achieve the peak with your great wisdom, perseverance, and various inspirations and luck. Any kind of elixir can make you invincible in one fell swoop.
"People are like Qiu Hong, there is a letter, and things are like a spring dream without a trace..." Huo Ling'er still gave up on Ba Liming's fist, she remembered Wang Chao's move of cutting the red dragon, which was like a spring dream without a trace Unknowingly imitating the fist.
"The emperor's star is swaying... the stars are swaying... the sound of drums and horns at the fifth watch is tragic, and the shadow of the galaxy in the Three Gorges is swaying!"
Suddenly, Huo Ling'er had a flash of inspiration, and she still stood on the air of holding Qixing, and then slowly pushed out a palm, using the Qixing spear technique of Baguazhang, using her hand instead of a gun, and poked out a hand.
"Huh?"
Ba Liming's eyes lit up, he felt Huo Ling'er's protruding hand, the mood was vast and desolate, as if in the tragic atmosphere of war and death, highlighting Xingying's wavering hand, wanting to stop the fighting.
The charm of Huo Ling'er's Eight Diagrams Palm and Seven Star Rod is also the same as the star wavering, but it is completely different from the emperor star wavering.
"The sound of drums and horns at the fifth watch is solemn and stirring, and the shadows of the stars and rivers in the Three Gorges shake. This is Du Fu's poem. It is about hearing the sound of drums and horns. "
Baliming savored Huo Ling'er's hand carefully, and nodded repeatedly.
Ba Liming is much more educated than Wang Chao. He is very proficient in the poems and songs of the past dynasties, and he has studied deeply, and understands the artistic conception of poets and poets. So just as Huo Ling'er raised her hand and made a sound, she already understood the charm contained in this hand.
"The stars are flat and wild, and the moon is surging and the river is flowing."
Huo Ling'er suddenly read two more lines of poems, and at the same time, her technique changed, her arms trembled, and the spear move "Fanxing Luan nods" was shaking, and suddenly opened outwards, turning into Baguazhang's "Pushing the Window and Looking at the Moon" .
Ba Liming looked at this posture, it really looked like a mess of stars at the beginning, and then he split, and suddenly opened up, it really has the momentum of the stars hanging down and the wild, and the subsequent "pushing the window to look at the moon" is also very coherent, first closing and then opening, one push Momentum, artistic conception is like a person is stuffy in a dark house, suddenly opened the window, the moonlight swayed in instantly, the room is bright and cool, and under the moon is a big river, rolling, the moon in the water, rushing And before, the momentum is majestic.
Baguazhang's "Pushing the Window and Watching the Moon" move is very similar to Xingyiquan's "Tiger Pounce", and the exertion is the same. It is an empty step turned into a lunge step, and the hands are pushed forward to hit the enemy, and the body also throws itself out.
But the artistic conception of the tiger pouncing is a kind of ferocious predation, while looking through the window and looking at the moon is a kind of coolness and vastness that suddenly becomes clear.
Ba Liming is proficient in Baguazhang and Xingyiquan, and also knows the movements of Bagua, Xingyi, and Fajin are all integrated, but the artistic conception is completely different. He is also well versed in the distinction.
However, Huo Ling'er suddenly uttered a poem "The stars hang down on the plain, the moon surges and the river flows", combined with the two moves of "Nodding the stars randomly" to "Push the window to look at the moon", it made him seem even more beautiful. Taking a step forward, I have a new understanding of the familiar boxing techniques.
"The artistic conception of this poem is really suitable for the changes of these two moves. It is so ingenious and ingenious. Written in the boxing manual, it is the best martial arts mentality. It is even much better than the original one. Indeed, the perfect boxing theory Mind is art, and art, what words can be more profound and profound than the artistic conception of some poems that have been handed down through the ages? Knowing my fist, but capturing something else by myself."
Baliming murmured.
The heart method of boxing is the intention of boxing. That is, when the master teaches you boxing, he tells you what to imitate in this move.
For example, some words in the boxing manual: "Looks like a mad cow", "crazy devil", "Heart is like gunpowder and fist is like a child, and a bird can't fly when an idea strikes." These metaphors are all the heart of boxing. The names of moves such as "Tiger Pounce", "Pushing the Window and Looking at the Moon", "Like a Seal", "Looping the Sparrow's Tail", and "Wild Horse Splitting the Mane" are all mental techniques. People who practice boxing, once they see this name, they will know what the meaning of boxing is.
"The horse is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt."
Huo Ling'er didn't pay attention to what Baliming was thinking at this time, and changed her technique again, from Baguazhang to Xingyi's horse shape, and then bowed her body, and there was a thunderclap of steel strings in her body.
This horse-shaped bow cannon, and the perfect combination of Xin Qiji's poems, played the bravery of autumn soldiers on the battlefield.
"Feng Chen's three-foot sword, Shen Ji's military uniform."
All of a sudden, Huo Ling'er sprinted from side to side, pointing like a sword in Baguazhang, pointing east and hitting west, and then turned outward, making a defensive movement of batching clothes. It was to turn around and defend first, but Huo Ling'er played like a hero who was dedicated to the country and ran around in the wind and dust with his sword.
"I don't know what life is like everywhere. It's like Feihong stepping on snow mud. He occasionally leaves fingers and claws on the mud. How can Hongfei count things?" Huo Ling'er practiced crane-shaped legs again, which coincided with the artistic conception of Su Dongpo's other poem .
In this way, Huo Ling'er swayed freely under the starlight and under the beach, using techniques such as Baguazhang, Xingyiquan, dragon-snake combined attack, and red dragon slashing, but every move, she Between exercises, one can find out the artistic conception of a line of poetry from the vast Chinese poetry library for thousands of years, and perfectly integrate it into the state of mind of boxing.
Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound, but literature is even more extensive and profound! Every move in martial arts can be confirmed in literature, just like Wang Chao's move of "slaying the red dragon" is really like "there is no trace of spring dreams". Even Wang Chao himself thought that this poem by Su Dongpo was the most perfect portrayal of his trick.
But to prove martial arts from literature, it requires a very deep literary foundation, like Huo Ling'er, who can do it at his fingertips, sway it at will, and perfectly cooperate with the moves, then he needs a very deep foundation.
Baliming also did not expect that Huo Ling'er, a young girl, could verify each other in both civil and military ways, and find out the best mentality for each move.
After practicing, Huo Ling'er practiced all the boxing techniques she had learned, and transformed into a drunken concubine again, knelt down to offer wine, and slashed the red dragon! This move was swayed, full of artistic conception, and even vaguely had a taste of Wang Chao, like a spring dream, without any trace.
After finishing throwing a punch, Huo Ling'er suddenly retracted and stood firmly, but her expression seemed to be completely intoxicated by the combination of poetry and boxing theory.
Although her mental state was immersed in it, her body was slightly relaxed. After adjusting, a steaming white air suddenly surged, three feet away from her body, like a stove, steaming hot, mixed with the girl's strong incense.
This is clearly the body breathing phenomenon of kungfu perfection.
"I didn't teach you, but I figured it out on my own. It's not bad. Although your junior brother Tan Wendong is very talented, he lacks cultural background, so he is not as good as you. But I can't figure it out. That guy Wang Chao is illiterate. , How can we break through the void and step into the highest realm? Hey, the things in this world are chaotic and can’t be measured by one standard.”
In terms of literary accomplishment, both Ba Liming and Huo Ling'er have enough qualifications to despise Wang Chao.
For Ba Liming, who is proficient in literature and history and can easily pick up allusions and words, and Huo Ling'er, who is even more powerful, expressing boxing and heart techniques in poems of various styles such as elegant, majestic, deep, and vast, Wang Chao is the best. illiteracy.
But it happened that this illiterate stepped into the highest peak. But Ba Liming still couldn't step on it, only a tiny step away.
The difference is a thousand miles away. It's like a sudden enlightenment. If you can't step out a little distance, you are a butcher. Once you step out, you will become a Buddha.
With a long sigh, Baliming turned around and left, ignoring Huo Ling'er who had already stepped into the beach with his fists turned into strength. Huo Ling'er has already gone her own way, his boxing theory and boxing skills are useless. The most, the most, can only be taught on some play experience, but these side details are irrelevant to the overall situation.
"The heaven and the earth are so big, and the Taoist treasure is so deep. I really can't use a ruler to measure it, I can't tell, I can't tell. Who can tell..."
After Baliming left, he sighed deeply and deeply, accompanied by sea waves and star shadows, which lasted for a long time, as if blending into the space between heaven and earth.