Guan Luoyang followed Qiu Di around the place. Before he felt anything, Qiu Di became impatient.
"Oh, Brother Guan, you came here by accident. The earthquake has not happened long ago. There is nothing good to see here now."
Qiudi complained a few words, then suddenly thought, "Hey, by the way, you are a martial arts practitioner. Let me take you to Qianriyuan to see it."
The two of them went directly down the back mountain.
It was said to be Sennichiyuan, but actually when I got there, I discovered that there was no walled yard at all, it was just a piece of compacted and flat land, with the three words "Sennichiyuan" written on a wooden sign.
There are weapon racks on the flat ground, as well as stone locks, millstones, wooden stakes, archery targets, and scarecrows, each of which is located in one place. It is clearly a martial arts field.
Dozens of thick, dark vests were hung on the nearest wooden frame.
Guan Luoyang took two steps closer, reached out and pinched it, and realized that it was made of thick leather filled with iron sand and worn to practice strength. A vest weighed at least fifty kilograms.
Under the wooden frame, there are stacks of iron tiles. There are holes in the tiles, and strings are passed through the holes, the kind that can be tied to the calves and thighs.
Qiu Di smiled beside him and said, "How about it? This place is more to your liking than those high-walled statues just now."
"Ha, that's good, but aren't you all magicians and practicing this?"
Guan Luoyang walked to the stone lock. Several stone locks were placed together. An iron chain extended from each stone rope. The end of the iron chain was a ring the size of a finger.
He put the five rings on the five fingers of his right hand. He raised his arm and tightened the iron chain. He pulled up the five stone locks together, swaying and colliding with each other, making a muffled sound.
"Huh?"
The veins on the inner side of Guan Luoyang's right wrist were slightly protruding. The weight of these five stone locks was much greater than he expected.
Moreover, it is several times more difficult to lift a heavy object with the fingers than with the palm of the hand.
"These stone locks are filled with lead. Each one weighs about three hundred kilograms. You use your fingers to pull it, hiss. Only the master in the entire Tianzun Temple can do this."
Qiudi marveled for a moment, then continued, "Warlocks practice martial arts, it's a long story..."
According to Qiu Di, in ancient times, those who studied magic looked down on boxing and kicking skills.
Warlocks at that time believed that those who practiced martial arts worked hard and worked hard, and in the end they could only work hard to eat. Occasionally, a few people who made a name for themselves on the battlefield would eventually accumulate hidden wounds and suffer in their later years.
And as long as you practice a few spells, you can change people's fortunes, help people attract wealth, get promoted and have many children, or make others suffer bad luck and have a bad life. Even more cruel, you can use witchcraft to defeat them. Skills, kill people, use Feng Shui to bury knowledge, kill people all over the house, you don't even have to meet them, and you will kill all your children and grandchildren.
With all these abilities, people everywhere regard them as living gods. Those who are more advanced can rise to the top and accompany the emperor. How carefree?
In addition to enjoying themselves, they can even communicate with ghosts and gods, control all kinds of beasts, and seek immortality.
But it turned out that in the turbulent times when wars were everywhere, people who only learned magic and despised the physical body met the fast horse and the long sword coming towards them. The sword passed by and was cut into two pieces. How could there be any room for setting up an altar to cast spells?
Therefore, later, especially in the past hundred years, Taoism and Buddhism also paid attention to it. In addition to learning spells, we should also practice our muscles and bones diligently, cast spells quickly, and have agile body skills.
The evil sorcerers are the most extreme. Some of them will even directly use some ghost magic and poisonous spells to tamper with their own bodies.
Guan Luoyang asked doubtfully: "Learning spells and kung fu, being distracted and multi-purpose, aren't you afraid of being sparse in everything?"
Qiudi said: "Spell cultivation is closely related to spiritual cultivation. People who have learned spells are more likely to enter a state of concentration. If they then learn martial arts, they will naturally be able to practice real kung fu. Besides, our martial arts training is only an auxiliary after all, and we have never thought about it. Practice your martial arts to be better than your magic."
Guan Luoyang's expression changed slightly: "Then if someone who is good at kung fu wants to learn magic, can he get twice the result with half the effort?"
Qiudi hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "That's not necessarily the case."
Guan Luoyang: "Why?"
Qiudi cleared his throat, put his hands behind his waist, and walked slowly, imitating the way his master explained it to him.
"The essence of mana is borrowing. People who practice mana allow their mental practice to reach a certain state, and then use strict rituals such as spells, utensils, patterns, and handprints as a medium to borrow some kind of hidden power. Corresponding forces, such as the evil spirits of Tiangang and Earth, the sun, moon and stars, and the spirits of ghosts and gods."
"Those who can keep a certain kind of magic power in the body must have enough understanding of this kind of power. Normal people, even if they want to understand the most basic type of ghost-controlling magic power, they must at least read hundreds of Taoist books and memorize them by rote. After five years of memorization and three years of half-reading and half-doing, I have barely reached the threshold."
"Confucius read the Book of Changes and Wei compiled the Three Wonders, but he read it so many times that the leather strips binding the bamboo slips were worn out. If we really want to learn magic, we should not give up in this regard. A brand-new book on Taoism When it comes down, the paper is wrinkled and turned so many times that the thickness of that side of the page often seems to be several times greater than the spine."
This is troublesome.
Guan Luoyang's understanding of Blue Bird's vitality is almost zero, but this power still exists in the body. Considering the situation of the British man, perhaps the upper limit of this vitality will slowly increase over time.
In other words, the blue bird's vitality and the magic power of this world are probably not the same thing, so even if you forcefully learn the code and Taoism here, it may not be of much use.
It seems that if you want to make greater progress in a short period of time, you have to focus on boxing and martial arts.
Guan Luoyang stretched out his elbows to exercise with the few stone locks, and said: "I have little experience. I have never seen bone training and medicated baths. Taoist Jiuhe promised to take medicated baths with only those few stones." I'm afraid a pill won't be enough, right?"
"Yin Firwood can only be used as an introduction... Hey, what do you care about this? Anyway, the little guys are already sorting the medicinal materials. In seven or eight days, the medicinal materials will be prepared, and then they can be cooked for you. .”
Qiu Di prompted Xia to smile.
Although Taoist secret medicine is very beneficial to kung fu, it must be practiced to a certain point. In order to be able to use it, Qiudi's senior brothers also took medicinal baths. They could hold on at first, but later they all screamed like slaughtered pigs.
Guan Luoyang sighed: "It seems that a medicinal bath costs more than I can afford now. If I can't repay, I will feel uneasy. If there is another thing like exorcising monsters and fighting zombies, you must bring it with you." Go to me so that I can help you a little bit."
While talking, the sound of gongs and drums clearing the way came from the front mountain.
Qiudi was curious and went around to look for a while. After a while, he came back and said: "There seems to be some trouble in the Commander-in-Chief's house. He sent someone to invite Master. Uncle Master went out earlier. You took a medicinal bath." The matter may have to be postponed for three or two days."
Guan Luoyang didn't pay attention. Many of the instruments in the Qianri Courtyard were very practical and easy to use. He played with stone locks, lifted millstones, and practiced footwork on sharpened bamboo stakes. He practiced until his hands and feet were hot and his whole body was sweating slightly. Only then was he satisfied. .
It was already sunset, and Qiu Di took him to have dinner. Halfway through the meal, a carrier pigeon flew into the hall.
There is a yellow talisman tied to the pigeon's foot, and on the back of the talisman paper there is a line of small words scrawled in cinnabar.
"Qiu Shi is in danger. Master and uncle, please come quickly when you see the news!" '
