Xu Guangling seemed to have fallen into a dream.

The dream was very clear, starting from the nine-grade white jade soup, he walked into the great master step by step, and then, he didn't dream again for a long time.

And now, when he was just casually obsessed with the interpretation of consciousness, he gradually became in a trance.

Consciousness is actually very clear, but too many enlightenments and discoveries, too many ideas and things to try, have arisen, so that he is more and more overwhelmed, so slowly, he enters a state of confusion.

Consciousness is like light and electricity, flying in an indescribable "high-speed channel", and it is the consciousness of millions of people together.

So, slowly, he got "drunk".

On the one hand, he was extremely awake, more awake than in his normal state, and the slightest changes in his consciousness were clearly perceived.

On the other hand, it is smoky and edifying, as if in an illusion.

This state of affairs lasted for a long time.

Xu Guangling instinctively felt that such an opportunity was rare, so he immersed himself in it regardless of it, until he completely lost the concept of time.

And when he woke up, he didn't know whether he had woken up or really entered a dream.

Because, he came to his own consciousness.

Consciousness is transformed into a space, a real space, and he descends here like the lord of space.

A small lake.

In the center of the lake, is a small island.

The island is flat, and it can be seen as just a lake above the ground, and its geology is not clear from sand or soil.

On the island, there are some plants and trees growing sporadically.

Xu Guangling wandered, and then walked towards a clump of grass on the edge of the island.

It is not true to say this, for it would be more accurate to say that as his mind moved, he seemed to become a wisp of wind, and then this wisp of wind blew on one of the little grasses.

Then, the grass swayed gently.

It is also in this swaying that the scene is frequent.

An old man, boxing under an old pine tree, rising, bearing, turning, and closing, from the beginning to the end, one move and one style, the frame is calm but less changing, and the movements are soothing but less melodious.

Mr. Zhang!

Mr. Zhang, who used to be, is now his teacher.

This is exactly the scene when Xu Guangling was in the park that day, and when he first saw him, the old man demonstrated Tai Chi for him.

Then, the scene continued to change.

Another old man's punch.

Mr. Chen!

Then, there was his own punching.

The grass swayed, the scene was frequent, and when the grass returned to rest, those complicated scenes disappeared. And by this time, Xu Guangling had already understood-

This little grass contains all his memories of Tai Chi.

No, it's better to say that this little grass is originally the embodiment of his "Tai Chi memory".

So far, all his learning, thinking, and achievements about Tai Chi have condensed into this little grass in his consciousness.

The thought was like the wind, blowing on another grass next to this little grass.

Xingyi Fist!

Then, one by one, the wind of thought swept through all the grasses.

Bajiquan!

Praying Mantis Fist!

Tiger Crane Double Fist!

......

One after another, this clump of grass, a total of one hundred and seventy-four plants, is also one hundred and seventy-four boxing techniques.

Xu Guangling fell into contemplation.

These boxing techniques are basically taught by Mr. Chen, when he first learned, he carefully learned each of them, and each set can be said to be an eye-opener for him.

Through these techniques, his understanding of various parts of the body, such as fists, palms, fingers, elbows, shoulders, back, waist, knees, and feet, as well as the entire body, almost started from scratch and then rose to a considerable level.

Then, his understanding of fierceness, femininity, calmness, lightness, wide opening and closing, and guarding the square inch is also the same.

But, that's in the past.

From the current point of view, there are too many redundancies in these 174 boxing techniques, and there are too many errors and inappropriateness, and then, there are too many repetitions or similarities between each other.

Those redundancies, those inappropriate, those duplications, are meaningless.

So, does it make sense to keep these things?

From the point of view of pure knowledge collection, it makes sense. But what is the purpose of knowledge gathering?

In order to show people in front?

And in order to just show himself, he is familiar with one hundred and seventy-four boxing techniques?

Xu Guangling's mind moved, and the breeze blew again, this time, not on one of the small grasses in this bush, but on all the small grasses in this bush.

In the blow, this clump of grass is blurred from concreteness, and after a while, it is re-solidified from blur.

But after it solidified again, it was no longer one hundred and seventy-four small grasses, but only two, one cyan and transparent like green jade, and the other black and brown, very turbid.

The thought was like the wind, blowing again, first blowing on the green grass.

It is no longer a complete set of boxing techniques, but just a loose hand, one after another loose hand, showing various applications of fist, palm, finger, etc.

Then, the wind of thought blew on the black-brown grass again, which was also a form of loose hands, and it was also a display of various applications such as fists, palms, fingers, etc., but this display was a reverse display.

Not the opposite of meaninglessness.

Rather, if you take care of this, you will lose the other, and you will be overstretched.

Each of these loose moves has its own foothold, but the foothold is right, and after starting from these footholds, the direction of walking is wrong.

A cyan plant.

One plant is black-brown.

Cyan is what Xu Guangling thinks is "correct" when he stands at the current height.

Similarly, black and brown is what Xu Guangling thinks is "incorrect" when he stands at the current height.

There is a reason for being right.

There are some reasons why it is incorrect.

The contrast between the two is the same thing, that is, a person's understanding of the body from part to whole, in terms of "attack" and "defense", or in terms of "output" and "adjustment and response", from poor instinct to reasonable coordination.

Xu Guangling's mind moved again, this time, as if some kind of exit mechanism had been activated.

The two grasses in front of me are gone, the island on which the grass grows is gone, the lake in which the island exists is gone, and the entire space of consciousness is gone.

Back to normal, or the old state of mind and body.

Xu Guangling meditated normally.

About boxing.

From the original Mr. Zhang, to the later Mr. Chen, to the later, his battle with those fighters, and later, his dismantling in Tianchi.

All the memories are as clear as wisps.

He learned a total of 174 sets of boxing methods such as Taijiquan and Xingyiquan.

But.

Tai Chi, he doesn't remember.

Xingyi Fist, he doesn't remember either.

All of those 174 sets of boxing techniques have disappeared from his memory, and all that still exists are two sets of loose hands, one that can be applied and one that serves as a negative example.

Sensing this change, Xu Guangling smiled slightly.

A sentence in Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" suddenly emerged: "For the sake of learning day by day, for the Tao day by day." ”

Learning, not for the sake of learning.

Learning is not to become a "scholar".

Learning is for "use".

And the so-called user, use is the "Tao".

When the Tao is born, what has been learned before is like snow melting, and what is fused is the Tao.

Born together, all consciousness is extinguished.

When all knowledge is extinguished, the domain of knowledge is clear, and in the Qingning, there are all kinds of ways that sprout in it.

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