After night falls, the Huixian Temple is surrounded by autumn grass and buzzing insects.
This seemingly majestic temple is only guarded by two Taoist priests, one old and one young. Therefore, there are always some areas that have been neglected. The silhouette of the building looks even more desolate in the autumn night.
For example, the guest house in Huixian Temple is in dilapidated condition all year round and is often infested with lice. It is far less tidy and refreshing than Sanqing Temple. Jiang Wen arranged for Ningdie, who had heavy eyes, to lay on the floor in the main hall, and then walked to the open space in front of the view, circling in silence with some concern, looking at the moon in trance from time to time.
When he walked around the hall and came to the backyard, he found that Hong Wending, who had said he wanted to fetch water for washing, was stepping on the edge of the well, practicing a set of boxing techniques under the moonlight. His punches and kicks were very powerful and powerful. children.
"Wen Ding, are you worried?"
Jiang Wen stopped to watch for a while and then sent a greeting.
Although Hong Wending's boxing technique was performed according to the rules, he was quite hesitant in performing the moves, and there was no fierceness at all in the fight.
Hong Wending was seen facing the well with his palms down, punches and kicks at the same time, and he finished practicing a powerful move called "Dragon and Tiger Appearing Together".
Hong Wen fixedly looked at the well windmill, imagining it to be Yan Wing Chun's fast fists. Suddenly, he noticed that the two hands with "Two Branches Zhaoyang" were standing in the palms of crane wings, turning into strong winds whistling towards him, as if they were carrying wings across the sky. The white crane swooped forward.
Hong Wending's "Dragon and Tiger Appearance" that he had practiced so hard was already ready to go, but when faced with the imaginary attack, his already smooth and natural horse-step punch once again hesitated for a moment, and was brushed away by the illusion of wings and dispersed. In the mist.
"Master, I should have been able to restrain that move today..."
Jiang Wen saw the confusion and hesitation on Hong Wending's face, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.
"Apprentice, do you feel that your moves are stiff and blocked?"
Hong Wending nodded.
"My move was wrong."
Jiang Wen shook his head and said, "Your deception is not wrong. The fault is that you are facing Miss Yan."
In order to prove what he said, Jiang Wen also stood by the well, recreating the day's duel with the posture of a Tianshan plum-breaker.
Any fist and palm capture martial arts in the world can be transformed into the hands of these six-way folding plum blossoms. Therefore, once used, Jiang Wen's hands suddenly started to dance like cold plum blossoms in the wind, and then deduced layer by layer of changes. Hong Wending's eyes were dazzled.
But the more he looked at it, the darker Hong Wending's face became.
Jiang Wen deduced it three times, but only reached fifteen moves at most. Hong Wending's side was completely forced into a desperate situation.
Of course, imitation only represents a possibility, but the fight between the hands of the same person is already much more evenly matched than the duel between an adult and a child. Hong Wending knows that if he really fights, the situation will only be worse than the demonstration.
"I know Master, I lost this game."
Hong Wending said lonely. He is not a competitive person, but he cannot accept inexplicable defeat due to his own reasons.
Jiang Wen stopped the deduction and sat on the edge of the well, patting his head.
"I just said that you lost the boxing technique, but you won the shadowless kick."
Hong Wending said with some regret: "It was because I was in a hurry and remembered the chain kick technique that my father taught me. In fact, that move was already a big mess and I couldn't count it."
"Good apprentice, do you think Miss Yan is not messy?"
Hearing this, Jiang Wen suddenly laughed, "She was so anxious that she couldn't take you down, so she used her unformed punches, and I recognized her kicks. In the end, you are just trying to win against each other."
Hong Wending looked at his master suspiciously, as if he was wondering if this was to comfort him, but Jiang Wen didn't give him a chance to doubt, and struck while the iron was hot.
"Then think back again, when you faced Miss Yan, did you feel that all the tricks you had picked up before were not effective, so you were caught using a sword to take a sideways approach?"
Hearing this, Hong Wending's eyes finally lit up.
"That's right! How did Master know!"
Jiang Wen said slowly: "The rotten bone poison has damaged your foundation, causing the body's movements and reactions to decline. Because you are so familiar with martial arts in your heart, you can't feel it for the time being. Until the lightning and flint between you and a master, the thoughts in your mind If it is much faster than the body, the movements will naturally feel unnatural and coherent.”
This is also the reason why Takumi Fujiwara drove so fast that he could not see clearly and thought he was short-sighted.
But what Jiang Wen didn't say was that both Hong Wen-ting and Yan Yong-chun were geniuses with "extraordinary talents" in understanding, and both had the ability to draw inferences about martial arts. Therefore, when the two collided, there would be a brainstorm-like effect.
Yan Yongchun seems to be using White Crane Fist, but in fact he has mastered various boxing classics at his fingertips. Hung Man-ting's knowledge and vision are still lacking, but his intuition has told him that he cannot respond rigidly and adjust his moves.
The same situation also happened to Yan Yongchun. As time goes by, the two of them naturally got out of their ruts and entered a natural state.
The most interesting thing is that Yan Wing Chun has integrated various martial arts over the years and has embarked on the path of becoming the "Wing Chun Patriarch". It is natural that she can enter the state of enlightenment.
But Hong Wending is only eight years old this year, so he can detect the same state!
The reason for his hesitation in taking action was not only the decline in physical fitness, but also part of the reason was that his warrior intuition had sensed the incompatibility between the moves and himself, which drove him to continue exploring!
Jiang Wen had a vague feeling that perhaps under his guidance, this apprentice could become a pioneer in martial arts at a young age. After all, compared with other geniuses, his advantage is that he has himself as his master, and he also has the entire Jin Yong martial arts system to refer to.
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Why take on a disciple?
Jiang Wen has never explained this problem to anyone, but since the Jin Yong system degenerated into the Tianyancha system, he has been thinking about a question - what is the difference between the Jin Yong and Ming and Qing worlds?
Jin Yong's system originally had six attribute dimensions: arm strength, understanding, body skills, blessings, roots and bones, and concentration. However, the Tianyancha system was simplified to only understanding and roots.
But to a certain extent, does it also mean that these two attributes can be preserved because they are common characteristics in two different systems?
Jin Yong's martial arts is mainly about enlightenment. He can understand profound martial arts by writing, playing chess and reading Taoist scriptures. The most outrageous thing is that he can even practice hidden weapon skills by eating dates.
In the Ming and Qing dynasties, training was the main focus, and only through the accumulation of oral and heart-to-heart teachings, coupled with the sudden inspiration of Zen and enlightenment, could one become a martial arts master.
The reason why Jiang Wen wanted to create a sect and recruit disciples was because he started thinking in a reverse direction. Various sects in the Ming and Qing dynasties would try to incorporate some martial arts into the martial arts world, such as the emergence of various sects such as Xingyi, Tai Chi, Bagua, and Xinyi martial arts.
This practice is now the most popular in Southern Shaolin. Along with the luxuriant branches and leaves of the origin of martial arts, many outstanding lay disciples have emerged, carrying forward Southern Shaolin martial arts.
In this way, while these sects conduct research behind closed doors, they also encourage private research and discussion, and finally obtain the various essences after brainstorming, just to reflect on their own development.
In Jiang Wen's eyes, this collection of tens of thousands of people was a sociological experiment in martial arts.
The reverse experiment he wants to conduct is to single-handedly train apprentices in different directions, analyze the core of the Jin Yong Jianghu system and the Ming and Qing Jianghu system, and find a way to crack it.
Now, as Jin Yong's Jianghu gradually invades this world, his suppressed inner strength is slowly loosened, and the time to explore these becomes a matter of course.
Facing Hong Wending, he just wanted to see what this leader in understanding could do now.
"Wen Ding, your bones haven't grown yet, so a little damage is not a big deal. Today, my master will teach you a martial art that can hone your bones and make you skillful but not skilled."
Next to the well is a firewood house, where firewood is piled high for heating in the winter and for alchemy. Jiang Wen raised a rusty hatchet, weighed it and held it tightly in his hand.
Under the cold moonlight, Hong Wending saw Jiang Wen raise the machete high with one hand, use the strength of his upper arm to drive the machete, and chop into a piece of firewood without any problems.
But this stupid knife was extremely weird. As the blunt knife cut into the texture of the hardwood, there was only a slight crisp sound, and the wood was immediately cut into half.
"Heart and mind are united, hands and eyes are united, keep in mind the four principles of impartiality, neither straightness nor surprise, neither slowness nor haste, neither deep nor shallow. A knife may not be sharp, it can be thick and there is no gap; a person may not be outstanding, and he must have Wen Ding is a stupid skill, but it is most suitable for smart people."
Jiang Wen chopped firewood faster and faster. No matter whether the firewood in the woodshed was vertical, horizontal, or pointed toward the sky, no matter whether it was in various shapes, full of knots, or as hard as a rock, there was no excess wood under his hatchet. It disintegrated into pieces, just being chopped open.
"You first remember the three movements of straight cutting, forward drilling, and horizontal cutting, and then continue the three movements into nine moves, supplemented by the yin and yang movements of both hands, forming a total of eighteen sword techniques..."
"This is the Kung Fu Master wants to teach you, "The Eighteen Ways of Chaishan"!"
