A section of the Yaxi River is about thirty miles long, located in a deserted and sparsely populated area of mountains and hills.
Boats traveling up and down the river should try their best to travel at four hours in the middle of the day. In addition to the rapid river water and dense underwater reefs, it is said that this place is the water palace of the former water god.
At night or on rainy and windy days, the river often erupts with water columns more than ten feet high, or creates strange waves on the flat ground.
It is not easy for people to make a living on the water. Over time, this section of the river has developed some established rules.
Recently, a young Taoist priest with a sword came to the remote river. He flew here every day around Shen Shizheng, and then walked along the river, walking back and forth on the water surface for thirty miles. , no matter it rains or shines, it’s like this every day.
I don’t know where it started, but word spread slowly at several nearby docks that the young Taoist immortal came here tirelessly every day, looking for opportunities to kill monsters in the water, eliminate harm for the people, etc. The story was vivid and everyone followed his words.
After the weather turns to autumn, there is a burst of autumn rain and a burst of coolness.
Zhang Wenfeng takes the time to come to the Yaxi River every day to walk on the river and watch the water. It seems that he is stepping on the water, but in fact the soles of his feet are still more than a foot away. There is a lot of care in the flowing water under his feet. He uses the Jiugong pace, which may be twists and turns, or circuitous. Or flash forward and go straight.
After more than a month, he began to walk slowly, step by step, and no longer had any walking skills.
When he is on the water, his energy is stable and his mind is calm. His calmness allows him to experience drifting with the current.
Going from fast to slow is a natural transition.
Correspondingly, the Qi movement in the body becomes soft and slow.
The best is like water, and before he knew it, he entered a state of condensing sword energy that completely forgot himself.
The green robe is fluttering, and there is a slow charm in every step.
A black spot on the horizon approached quickly and stopped on the water more than thirty feet away.
The one who came was Shi Huaian, the prefectural patrol officer. He was responsible for the patrol inspections in several nearby counties. When he saw Zhang Guanzhu walking on the water, smiling and nodding at him, he knew that he would not disturb him, but he didn't know that because of his arrival, he broke the other party's mood. Selfless.
"Zhang Guanzhu, what strange things can you detect these days? Is there really a monster under the water?"
"I haven't encountered any of the weird things mentioned by the boatman yet. When there is news, I will send a message to fellow Taoist Shi, and then we will get to the bottom of it."
"That's great. Thank you for your hard work, Master Zhang. It's an honor for Shi to join forces with Master Zhang."
"Fellow Daoist Shi is so polite, let's talk to each other."
"Haha, when we have free time, let's go to Zhoucheng for a drink."
"sure."
Just on the water, the two chatted for a while, and Shi Huaian said goodbye and left. He had been here twice. He had tasted the benefits of working with Zhang Guanzhu in Baihu Ridge, and he certainly didn't want to miss the opportunity.
If you are good at practicing among the public, you have to take the initiative to grasp it yourself.
Zhang Wenfeng faced the setting sun hanging far away on the water and walked for several miles, but still couldn't immerse himself in selflessness.
Shaking his head slightly, he didn't mean to blame Shi Huaian for coming at the wrong time. He just regarded it as a small hardship on the road of cultivation. He couldn't blame anyone. He insisted on completing the journey step by step, and flew to the Taoist temple in the northwest with the remaining light of the sunset. .
After evening classes, I walked around the Fairyland Temple site. At my feet was a mountain badger that was taller than a dog. As soon as night came, the little guy became more energetic. His eyes glowed with yellow-orange light, and he hid. I took care of Daddy Donkey for a few days, but now I don’t need him any more. Donkey has returned to normal.
After rubbing the mountain badger's hard bristle-like back hair and letting it patrol by itself, Zhang Wenfeng walked towards the Qingzheng Courtyard.
Under the moonlight, he saw many apprentices playing or practicing sword dancing in the field.
Some apprentices meditate in their residences, waiting for the lights-out bell to ring at the beginning of the day before going to bed to sleep.
This time is when apprentices relax for the day.
Zhang Wenfeng walked along the corridor, nodding to the apprentices who were greeting him from time to time, and reminding the apprentices in the training hall and library to take a rest. There were people practicing in several training rooms, and Shui Qingru was naturally the one who worked the hardest among them.
The little girl is dressed in single clothes, with sweat dripping from her forehead. She is walking in the Xun Gong Step position, walking around like a gourd, switching her palms and fists to walk with her. She has mastered the nine basic movements of Jiu Gong Step. After practicing for nearly three months, she has achieved two points: practice makes perfect. It's unique.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded secretly. Shui Qingru had no cultivation qualifications, but his understanding of martial arts was the strongest among all the apprentices.
He only discovered this after he was taught this basic set of boxing skills.
This is the so-called God's trick, "when a door closes, a window will inevitably open".
"Guanzhu."
After finishing a set of moves, the little girl stopped and saluted.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, walked into the Nine Palaces map drawn with black paint, and said: "You can try to slow down the stance. The essence of this Nine Palaces Boxing is to use softness to overcome hardness, use slowness to hit fast, and attack from behind to control the opponent. You have a good grasp of Jiugong's basic boxing frame, stances and footwork. Please watch me demonstrate how to slow down Jiugong Boxing. You can count as many points as you can learn. There is no need to force it."
He tried his best to make the Jiugong Fist he understood three minutes faster, otherwise it would be too slow and Shui Qingru would not be able to learn and figure it out.
The little girl stood outside, pursed her lips, widened her eyes and did not dare to blink. When the viewer raised his boxing frame and started walking, she felt as if there was water flowing around her, invisible and invisible, and slowly followed the viewer. Her incomparable boxing skills formed a rolling wave as she moved around. She was like a leaf floating in the water, and she seemed to be submerged at any time in the water.
After completing the nine sets of movements, the viewer stops his hands and stands.
The suffocating energy disappeared. The little girl's eyes were bright and she was breathing heavily. She understood.
"Do you see clearly?"
"Clear."
"Okay, you can practice by yourself. A quarter of an hour before the lights-out bell rings, you must go back and wash up."
"Yes, Master, please walk slowly."
The little girl bowed her hands and watched the viewer go out to somewhere else. She allowed herself to calm down from her excitement. She found that she had an indescribable closeness and understanding of the fist skills that the viewer had just performed, which were like water waves.
She walked and punched over and over again, carefully reflecting on the master's boxing skills.
The candlelight swayed slightly, and the lone shadow on the ground swayed.
Zhang Wenfeng walked back to the clearing in the forest next to the bamboo house in the water pool, opened his boxing frame, and slowly walked and punched under the moonlight. This time, there was no more energy spilling out, no vision of rolling water, all the energy and breath were gone. Return to your own little world.
The nearby spiritual energy was drawn by his punches and gradually formed a flow.
His magic power does not leak out, and he relies solely on his own acupoints to absorb the external changes caused by spiritual energy, which echoes the circulation of breath in his body. He is immersed in it and uses water to generate wood, endlessly regenerating.
Dao practice often has different approaches but the same effect.
From then on, whether Zhang Wenfeng was practicing boxing, bodywork, or swordsmanship, it was always as slow as swallowing water, which made people uncomfortable. He himself enjoyed it.
The donkey has overcome the difficulties before writing. It has already fallen in love with the fun of dancing and writing. If it doesn't write a few pages every day, it will feel exhausted. Its hair grows very fast, and its majestic figure can be seen galloping on the site of Xianling Temple every day. .
Near Xitanling, there is a huge rock buried unknown how deep into the ground. It is about ten feet above the ground and serves as a tool for donkeys to exercise and collide every day.
The donkey watched the viewer practicing his sword slowly, then curled his lips and ran away. He still liked the wild momentum.
Man, just be fierce!
One afternoon in September when the chrysanthemums were fragrant, Yue Anyan walked out of the small bamboo house in Wangxia Ridge. She was wearing a plain white dress and had a graceful figure. Her face was as gentle as usual with a slight smile, and she strolled down the mountain.
She finally restored her state of mind, and after much trouble, she found an opportunity from the formation to break through successfully.
It was not easy, but I finally didn’t fall too far behind.
She was once so disillusioned with the world that she felt everything was frosty and windy, and she was exhausted physically and mentally.
Fortunately, she has a temple master, a second senior brother, a Taoist temple, a donkey to give her gifts, and many apprentices.
She is no longer alone!
Looking at the temple owner, her second senior brother, the donkey, and Hu Chao'er on the donkey's back who were waiting for her in front, Yue Anyan smiled, and the autumn colors became brighter.
"I succeeded!"
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