Tianji doesn't say what the martial arts world in his mind looks like and what kind of situation it is.
But Lu Ming also vaguely guessed something.
At the very least, it must be free. Only when you are free can you be wonderful, and can you fly without being shackles.
He is a somewhat idealistic old man, but he is also an old man worthy of respect.
Because he is willing to take action for the ideal in his heart.
If you don't like this martial arts world, you should change it, instead of accepting it, changing yourself, or running away.
"So, I help Xinglin."
"So, I'm going to see you."
The martial arts world in Tianji cannot be without these amazing geniuses.
Maybe their ideas are different from Tianji's, and their views on martial arts and martial arts are also different from Tianji's.
But seek common ground while reserving differences.
Only different ideas and different martial arts can create wonderful sparks.
Lu Ming gently cupped his hands to show respect. As for what Lu Ming thought, it wasn't important, and Tianji didn't care either.
From the beginning, he never thought about gaining anyone's approval or changing anyone's ideas.
——Why do you need to win the approval of others for your own ideas and perceptions? Why impose it on others?
The way is the same, so we are all on the same road.
If the Tao is different, just try it briefly and stop.
That’s all.
Then Tianji smiled again.
"Go and have a look at my Bajimen Martial Arts Pavilion?"
Lu Ming handed over his hand again: "It's what you wish for."
…
The gate of Bajimen is not big, but the so-called martial arts pavilion is not small.
After all, people are the foundation of a sect, and martial arts are the foundation of a sect.
Walking to the Wuge Pavilion, I looked up at this short, fat building that was three stories high but covered an extremely large area, and the sound of Tianji sounded in my ears again.
"The first floor is for low-grade exercises."
"The second floor is the sixth level of skills."
"The third floor is the fifth level of skills."
Lu Ming asked in confusion: "What about the fourth grade skill..."
Tianji raised his hand and pointed towards the back of the martial arts pavilion.
"over there."
There was no need for Lu Ming to say anything else, Tianji had already said again: "Follow me."
Lu Ming currently has a fifth-grade sword and a fourth-grade sword. Strictly speaking, he cannot be called a fourth-grade warrior, but it is true to say that he is a half-step fourth-grade swordsman.
When his cultivation reached Lu Ming's level, his mind was already strong enough to be exposed to higher-level techniques.
"The fourth-level skills are different from the fifth-level and sixth-level skills."
"Do you know what the difference is?"
Tianji asked like this, and then heard Lu Ming say: "The boy has never been exposed to the fourth-level skills. Before, he was afraid that the fourth-level skills would affect his mind... But thinking about it now, I think the biggest difference between the fourth-level skills is The reason should be that the fourth-grade exercise does not have the blood and Qi acupoints running route, but is completely based on the mind."
For warriors who have reached the fourth level, it is not difficult to become familiar with, master, or even understand the essence of things like the routes of blood and energy acupoints, as long as they are willing to spend time and work hard.
No matter how fancy the blood energy movement route of the fourth-level technique is, it cannot be separated from the word "essence".
After hearing Lu Ming's answer, Tianji nodded lightly.
"exactly."
"For the skills above the fourth level, in addition to the real skills and blood energy movement diagrams, other fighting techniques, light skills, and secret techniques all have no blood energy movement diagrams... In other words, they no longer need the blood energy movement diagrams."
By now, Tianji had brought Lu Ming to a small courtyard behind the Wuge.
At this moment, Tianji smiled and pointed at the small courtyard.
"Let me introduce again, this is the martial arts pavilion, the martial arts pavilion of my Baji Sect."
This small courtyard is the real martial arts pavilion of Bajimen! It is also the true foundation and cornerstone of Baji Sect!
"Let's go in and have a look."
Tianji remained motionless, but he motioned for Lu Ming to come in and take a look.
…
There was a "crunch".
Lu Ming pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the martial arts pavilion.
At first glance, this is an ordinary, unremarkable courtyard.
There is a small garden with rockery and flowing water in the courtyard, and the three wing rooms are low and simple, with nothing noteworthy about them.
Behind him, the courtyard door clicked shut automatically without wind. Lu Ming looked back to make sure nothing happened, then turned to look at the small courtyard.
At this moment, there seemed to be endless light rising from Lu Ming's eyes.
Everything in the courtyard changed color in an instant as soon as the door opened and closed!
The rockery suddenly rises up, towering and steep into the clouds!
The flowing water surges forward like the Yangtze River!
The trees were swaying, and the cycle of the four seasons was interpreted in the blink of an eye!
The flowers are blooming and fading, and light emerges from the stamens, like the world of mortals, but also like magic!
As he watched, a look of surprise slowly appeared in Lu Ming's eyes.
"It turns out that the fourth-level skills are like this."
…
"Yes, this is what the fourth-level skills are like, at least in my Baji Sect, this is how it is..."
As if responding to Lu Ming's doubts, Tianji outside the hospital suddenly spoke and said this.
Suddenly a voice came from beside him, deep but kind: "Old man, that's why I said it's really strange that your Baji Sect can be passed down to this day."
Tianji smiled leisurely and turned to look to his side.
Next to him, he saw Zhou Xinglin, who was wearing gray plainclothes, carrying a wine gourd and looking towards Wu Pavilion with curiosity in his eyes.
At this time, the wounds on King Lin's body have healed, and his eyes and arms have grown back - mostly due to the effect of the Great Returning Pill, but partly due to the magical power of the third-level physical body.
Golden body, golden body, saying that the golden body is immortal is a bit exaggerated, but the rebirth of broken limbs is not a rare thing for third-level people.
However, Tianji could feel that the emotions in Zhou Xinglin's body were still in a mess at this moment. To put it bluntly, the internal injuries and the internal injuries were difficult to heal even if they were not healed.
It takes time to heal and break through.
As for why Zhou Xinglin appears here, this is even simpler...
Compared with the three melons and two dates of the Tianxia Martial Arts League, Bajimen Tianji is in charge. On the one hand, it is safe. On the other hand, Zhou Xinglin's trust in Tianji and Bajimen is not necessarily more than that of the Tianxia Martial League he founded. Low.
Then I heard Zhou Xinglin's voice ringing again.
"I remember that when I first learned the fourth-level martial arts, it was in our martial arts pavilion. At that time, I thought that the fourth-level martial arts in the world were all hazy and vague, and could only be understood but not explained. of virtue.”
"But I didn't know until after I left the mountain that as for the virtues of our Baji Sect and the fourth-level skills inherited by other sects, which one is not next to the true meaning bearer, there are a lot of explanatory texts, blood energy movement diagrams, etc. written by the seniors of the sect. Moves and routines?”
Hearing Zhou Xinglin's complaints, Tianji shook his head slightly: "It's not necessary."
"If you don't understand the true meaning of the fourth-grade skills, even if there are blood circulation diagrams, moves and routines, etc., they are just higher-end fifth-grade techniques. If you don't understand the true meaning, you won't be able to achieve the fourth-grade skills."
Zhou Xinglin shrugged slightly.
His cultivation is already at the top of the sky, so he naturally understands the rules and regulations here.
But from the perspective of sect inheritance, lowering the threshold for practicing martial arts will help the sect develop.
The two of them no longer debated such trivial matters.
Tianji changed the topic: "By the way, do you still remember how many fourth-level skills you learned from the martial arts pavilion?"
Zhou Xinglin immediately took a breath.
"Old man, it's been so many years... you're not still laughing at me about this, are you?"
Tianji laughed loudly: "One class! One class in half a month! You Zhou Xinglin entered my martial arts pavilion and only learned a fourth-level boxing technique in half a month!"
"I told you at that time that you had dull qualifications and could not be taught."
Zhou Xinglin immediately grinned and looked embarrassed.
It was with this excuse that Tianji kicked Zhou Xinglin out of the mountain gate - but later Zhou Xinglin also understood Tianji's intentions.
Because his talent for martial arts is really not very good, it is useless to stay here.
After saying this, Tianji pointed at the Wuge again.
"And that kid, I guess he is similar to you... he has to follow the path of human will, and the road of martial will will most likely not go smoothly."
After Zhou Xinglin heard this, he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.
After thinking about it, he smiled faintly: "Actually, I often envy Jiji. People like Bai Xiaotian have outstanding martial arts qualifications and can learn whatever they want. How can people like us who don't fight, fight, or go through disasters, It will be difficult to advance on the path of martial arts."
On the contrary, Tianji said again: "But there are good and bad. People like you, if you can't spell it out, you will be lost in the crowd. If you can spell it out, it is really scary."
"Didn't you, the ancestor of the Zhou family, build such a foundation for the Zhou Kingdom by using human will to directly access the second-grade true martial arts?"
"You, Zhou Xinglin, didn't you also use human will to create a second-level machine? Didn't you use human will to practice the most common sixth-level boxing technique to the third-level realm?"
Zhou Xinglin smiled slightly, with a proud look on his face.
He repeated: "So, since he is not good at martial arts, why did you bring him to the martial arts pavilion... Tell him directly to follow the path of human will. There is no need to learn any messy martial arts skills, just create your own skills."
Wuyi Road inherits the shade from the predecessors.
People follow their own paths and develop their own martial arts.
To put it bluntly, for a person like Zhou Xinglin, it would be difficult for him to learn the fourth-grade skills even if they were placed in front of him... his efficiency would be too low.
What to do?
Make your own.
After the fourth level, he created his own martial arts with Yi Rong Wu, and Ren Yi Lu was actually better at it.
And what you create yourself must be the most suitable for you.
Therefore, in the fourth-level realm, the human will path is generally stronger than the martial will path, but of course this is not absolute.
And for most people, the distinction between human will and martial will is not so obvious - 99.9% of warriors in the world practice both.
If you only follow the martial arts path, you will not be able to achieve the third level.
It is too difficult and dangerous to just follow the path of people's will.
Practicing both and complementing each other is the recognized path to heaven.
But Tianji shook his head: "First of all, I'm not sure how bad this guy's talent for martial arts is... I just think it's average, but I still have to observe it."
"Then, if someone wants to come and learn martial arts and gain experience, let him go in and have a look. What's the harm in treating it as a look?"
After saying that, he glanced at Zhou Xinglin: "As for you, didn't I let you stay in there for half a month?"
Zhou Xinglin turned his eyes and suddenly said again: "Old man, how many kung fu do you think he can learn in half a month?"
Tianji thought for a while and gave an answer: "The three gates are as high as the sky."
Zhou Xinglin smiled and said: "I bet I can't learn any of them."
"The bet is on your flower sculpture that has been hidden in the altar for thirty years."
Tianji raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
Turning his head to look at his side, he found that Zhou Xinglin had disappeared without a trace.
Tianji immediately laughed and scolded: "You kid is doing this again, have I made a bet with you?"
"Also, where's your bet? Here you go again with nothing..."
…
Lu Ming naturally didn't know what was happening outside the hospital.
At this moment, he was immersed in this stunning beauty and couldn't extricate himself.
Every flower, grass, table, chair, stone and water in this yard are all carriers of the true meaning of the practice!
This place is truly the holy land of martial arts!
Wandering, I came to a stone.
The stone is bluestone, and its appearance is nothing out of the ordinary. Only a few sword marks on it are smooth and deep, shimmering with a faint light.
This is a swordsmanship—a fourth-grade swordsmanship!
"No, this is not just swordsmanship."
"This can also be sword skills, boxing and fingering techniques, or even the secret method of Qinggong!"
The traces are obvious, and there is no doubt that the method of reaching the third level is high.
And the true meaning of martial arts in these traces is not limited to swordsmanship...the true meaning is there, and what you can understand from this true meaning is all up to you.
The Baji Sect's method of teaching martial arts is extremely difficult for the disciples' qualifications and understanding.
However, after a martial artist reaches the fourth level, they have generally found their own path. Although this method of transmitting martial arts is obscure, it is also reasonable.
Standing in front of the bluestone sword mark, Lu Ming's eyes were focused and silent for a long time.
Until late at night, the courtyard door creaked open again, and Lu Ming turned around blankly.
In the courtyard, all the strange scenes were restrained. In front of the door, Tianji looked deeply at Lu Ming.
"Let's rest for a while."
This meant not only giving Lu Ming a break, but also letting the martial arts pavilion take a break.
Using dead objects to carry the true meaning cannot be displayed for a long time, and it requires occasional maintenance by a third-level expert. The price is not small.
Lu Ming nodded slightly, his dazed eyes calming down after a long time.
"good."
(End of chapter)
