The morning sun is rising, and everything is silent

In the bamboo mountain opposite Jiang's Villa. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On a winter morning, although it hadn't snowed yet, it was still extremely cold, but Jiang Han wore a short-sleeved military uniform and came here as his father said.

From a distance, Jiang Han saw his father waiting in white clothes.

Halfway up this bamboo mountain, in addition to countless cyan and green bamboos, there is also a large area of flat land, here, as a place for Jiang to practice in the normal year, it is generally not allowed to come to Zhuangzhong disciples

Therefore, in this flat land, there are only Jiang Han and Jiang Zheng, father and son.

"Father. Jiang Han said.

"Jiang Han. Jiang Zheng's white clothes fluttered, looking at his young son, his voice was extremely cold: "From today on, I will start teaching you martial arts." ”

"Yes. Jiang Han was a little excited in his heart, looking at his father with a cold face.

He knew that his father was a true martial arts master with terrifying strength, even in the land of Jiangbei, which spanned thousands of miles, his father was a well-known powerhouse, and was respected by countless people as the 'Cold Knife'.

"Jiang Han, I told you to go back and think about it all night. Jiang Zheng asked, "Have you thought about what to learn?" Is it a gun or a sword?"

"Knife, I want to learn how to use the knife. Jiang Han spoke softly.

He wants to learn the knife technique, firstly, because his father is respected as the 'cold knife', and he is the best at swordsmanship, and he naturally wants to learn the best.

Second, in his previous life, he was a knife learner.

Moreover, Jiang Han saw the sword style of the mysterious figure in his heart, the brilliant sword that caused the heaven and earth to collapse and the stars and the moon to reverse, until now, still echoing in his mind, making him unforgettable.

It was as if there was a force telling him in the dark that he must learn the sword technique.

"Knife?" A smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Zheng's mouth: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Han's answer, Jiang Zheng's heart is also very happy, although he is good at many weapons, but the best at it is still the knife technique, he is also quite proud of his achievements in the way of the knife, and naturally hopes that his son can inherit what he has learned in his life.

"Sure. Jiang Zheng nodded, he had already thought about it, and it was naturally impossible to change.

"I can teach you how to swords, but not yet. "Jiang Zhengdao.

"Not now?" Jiang Han was stunned: "When then?"

"Weapons are always an extension of fists and feet, and if you want to practice weapons to achieve them, you must first practice your fists and feet to the fullest, otherwise, how to use weapons. Jiang Zheng said coldly: "Every sword path master's fist and foot kung fu will be very powerful, what you have to do now is to practice fist and foot kung fu, and only when you really retract your strength freely and your strength is complete, can you start practicing sword skills." ”

"Collect the strength freely, and the strength is as one?" Jiang Han pondered, he knew this, but it was easy to say, but it was extremely difficult to do, in his previous life, he had not reached it for ten years.

"Take it. Jiang Zheng had an extra book in his hand and threw it into Jiang Han's arms: "Read it all carefully, and then practice boxing for me." ”

"Heavenly Scar Fist Spectrum" Jiang Han opened the book and read it.

This is a book of boxing secrets, written by a knife master, this is not a powerful secret technique, just some of the most basic body power punches, used to practice boxing.

Jiang Han began to look at it page by page, in addition to the text explanation, this boxing spectrum also has a full nine boxing diagrams, one picture matches the other potential.

Between the small characters in the commentary, the fist of that person like a person, although the painting skills are not high, has a sharp and decisive killing artistic conception, this feeling is very mysterious, making Jiang Han indescribable.

Each picture has a different artistic conception, Jiang Han sat down cross-legged, and visualized the portrait in the map in his mind according to the artistic conception described in the boxing book.

Visualization is not a simple imagination, but to completely portray that kind of artistic conception and that feeling in the soul of the god of the sea, and finally form a real and ordinary dharma, just like the Dharma of the Jizo King Bodhisattva and the Martial Ancestor in the sea of Jiang Han's knowledge.

After visualizing the appearance, and then carefully comprehending the practice, it is as if there is a teacher in your own sea of consciousness who is constantly reminding you and correcting your mistakes, and the speed of cultivation is very fast.

But it's very difficult.

Jiang Han's two Dharma Phases in the Sea of Consciousness, one of the Dharma Phases of the King of the Earth, was formed in the Sea of Consciousness after he spent ten years in the underworld in his previous life, and the Dharma Phases of the Martial Ancestor were directly engraved by the Martial Ancestor statue, and he did not need to visualize it slowly.

Now contemplating these nine fist movements, he also needs to work his own.

After carefully understanding and pondering, Jiang Han soon stood up, slowly closed his eyes, imitated the portrait in the boxing book, and posed in a fist pose.

Not far away, Jiang Zheng watched silently.

"Practiced so quickly?" Jiang Zheng frowned slightly, although he knew that his son was precocious, he also felt that it would take a long time for Jiang Han to finish reading the nine styles of the boxing book and understand the artistic conception in it.

"Well, let's see what he's doing wrong. Jiang Zheng said secretly: "I will have to correct it later." ”

Jiang Zheng didn't think that his son could understand all the fists in the boxing spectrum at once.

Even if you really understand it all, you may not be able to perform it correctly, and the heart and the punch are completely two different concepts.

"Whew!"

Jiang Han flicked one hand, swinging his right arm, kicking his back foot, rubbing his front foot, his legs were like meteors hugging the moon, and his body swept out, driving his body like an arrow off the bowstring.

"Smack!"

The arm moved the air and exploded in the air like a long flaming whip in the air.

If you don't make a move, you have a killing aura, a small body, as if you have become a little killing god in an instant.

Jiang Han closed his eyes and still maintained this posture, he could not only feel the indescribable artistic conception of killing, but also the various changes in the flow of qi and blood in his body, and the tangled muscles and muscles.

And at that moment, the feeling of his mind extending along his arms into the endless distance made him have a mysterious understanding......

Jiang Han didn't think about where this feeling came from, but his whole body penetrated into his muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and to understand the feeling of clarity, he suddenly felt that his arms were full of infinite strength, as if his whole body was alive.

At the same time, in his consciousness and soul, there is no need to deliberately visualize and engrave, countless subtle shenhua is released, forming a phantom in the sea of consciousness, and the artistic conception represented by this fist phantom is too weak, and it cannot be called the law phase.

"Father, what do you think of my move?" Jiang Han turned his head to look at his father who was standing next to him.

Jiang Zheng was completely speechless, and his eyes were full of shock.

Jiang Han's set of boxing techniques looks simple, but he is a strong man who stands at the peak of the Martial Sect, and he can completely see the artistic conception contained in it.

Jiang Zheng couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart: "Looking at the book, it's all in detail, this..."

He has nothing to say, physical talent is innate, but the practice of this punch needs to be accumulated.

Generally speaking, without the perception and understanding of life and the nature of heaven and earth, it is impossible to understand the artistic conception, which has little to do with physical talent.

He wouldn't be surprised if a martial artist did this, but Jiang Han was only a six-year-old child, and he could watch his son grow up from a young age.

Jiang Han saw his father so excited, but his heart was indifferent.

He has practiced the "Dizo King Bodhisattva Meditation Thoughts" for six years in this life, although Jiang Han does not know what realm the divine soul is so strong, but the strength of his divine soul consciousness sea is definitely far beyond ordinary people, coupled with the exercise of physical flexibility since childhood, as well as the substantial improvement of perception ability after officially embarking on the cultivation path yesterday, the three are combined, and finally because of some cultivation experience in the previous life, the four have reached this step.

Therefore, in Jiang Han's opinion, it is just an ordinary fist picture, and it is not impossible for him to look at the book.

Jiang Zheng calmed down and looked at his son with a new look: "Han'er, although I know that your talent is high, but compared to the cultivation talent you showed yesterday, your comprehension is even more amazing, it seems that my cultivation plan for you is going to change." ”

Thinking about it, Jiang Zheng chuckled, such a demonic genius was his Jiang Zheng's son.

"Father, what is the subtlety?" Jiang Han frowned and asked, he had just heard the word mentioned by his father, in his previous life, he had never heard anyone talk about this realm.

Jiang Zheng said with a smile: "Subtlety, it is an extremely high realm in martial arts practice, in short, it is the combination of people and potential, heart and mind, in the way of the sword, it can also be called the unity of the human sword." ”

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