"Boom ......"

Suddenly, the world in front of him shattered, as if the fist of the immortals, the momentum was thousands, and the whole world was shattered.

Ye Xiu's eyes darkened, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was standing in place, his fists clenched, his arms raised high, and he put on an immortal drum-style fist fight.

Painting is still painting, the immortal is still the immortal, and he is still him.

It's just that at this time, the immortal in the picture scroll stopped moving, no longer raised his fist and dropped his fist, although it was still lifelike, but if it was alive, it was actually dead.

Yes, it's death, without the aura of the previous one.

The whole picture scroll also became a little dull, and the moonlight sprinkled on the picture scroll was a little pale and godless.

In addition to the fact that something was wrong with the scroll, his arm was also sore, and he didn't know what was going on?

"Lao Zhao, what's going on with me?"

Zhao Ye shook his head and said, "How do I know that after the immortal phantom in the painting moved, you stared at the scroll as if you were enchanted, your eyes were stunned and motionless. ”

"Then what about my arm, why is it so sore?" Ye Xiu asked.

Zhao Ye smiled: "You ask me, you have to ask yourself?"

"How?"

"After you stared at the immortal drum diagram for a while, you opened the posture, and your arm fell with one move, one pick and one retraction, that posture was stupid, and it was not as handsome as the peasant uncle's hoe. ”

Zhao Ye sneered: "What's even more stupid is that this one is more than four hours, tsk, stupid." ”

Zhao Ye looked at Ye Xiu, looking like a fool.

"More than four hours?"

Ye Xiu glanced up at the sky, and sure enough, he found that the sky was slightly bright, looking at the time, it should be around six o'clock in the morning, and he remembered that when the two of them came to the roof, it was about two o'clock in the middle of the night.

He clearly remembered that he was in a trance, and the time when he turned into an immortal beating the heavenly drum was only a short moment, and how did he get to reality in more than four hours.

Wang Qianke is rotten, a farewell year, still, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, a thousand years of sleep.

"This ......"

Ye Xiu was shocked in his heart, but he also understood the reason before and after, when he incarnated as an immortal, he practiced the immortal drum style, waving his fists, punching after punch, tirelessly, only for a moment in his dream, but the reality was more than four hours, just like this, he raised and dropped his fists mechanically repeatedly, and his arms were not sore.

"Immortal Drum Pose"

Ye Xiu's heart moved, his arms were stretched, and a punch was handed out, which was exactly a trick of immortal drumming, which was extremely smooth and charming.

In the dream, he practiced the immortal drum style, and there were more than 10,000 punches, which had been integrated into his blood and became his subconscious action.

"Bang ......"

The air trembled, and the air waves rolled, forming a violent wind, but before the wind spread, it was shattered by the strength of the fist, and the strength did not leak out, the strength did not stagnate, and the circle turned freely.

"Good, that's amazing. ”

Ye Xiu's eyes lit up, the immortal beat the drum punch, the fist strength condensed but not scattered, heavy but not sluggish, the force turned at will, the circle turned as desired, this punch he only used a little strength, it was enough to open the stele and crack the stone, and the power was not far behind the "Ganges River into the sea" that he struck hard.

Ye Xiu had a hunch that when he used the Immortal Drum Style with all his might, the power was definitely not comparable to the "Wei Tuo Palm", and it could even be comparable to Xiao Li's flying knife.

The immortals beat the drums, and the fruit lives up to the name of the immortals.

Ye Xiu was overjoyed, Xiao Li's flying knife could be far away, the immortal drum style could be close, and there were all means of melee long-range combat, and with the light skill Tanhua Order, it would undoubtedly be easier to face the upcoming plane mission.

"Tsk, here again, here again, how many times do you have to repeat this action, it's all boring?"

Suddenly, Zhao Ye on the side spoke.

"Silly?"

Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, it should be due to the condensation of the punch just now, and it shattered the wind in an instant, in the eyes of others, it was he who raised his hand and dropped his fist, pure flowery, there was no sound, there was no big atmosphere of a punch falling and the wind rising and the sky turning upside down, it seemed a little unremarkable.

"Hehe, you've been watching it for more than four hours when you're bored, which of us do you say is boring?"

Zhao Ye was stunned for a moment, and when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he was indeed a little bored.

"Oh, by the way, did you learn anything after watching that picture of an immortal drum?" Ye Xiu asked casually.

He learned the immortal drum style from that immortal drum diagram, I wonder if Zhao Ye has learned this style of boxing, or comprehended other things?

Zhao Ye was stunned: "What did you learn?"

"You don't really think that this portrait is played in the movie is a martial arts cheat left by a master, what martial arts can the winner learn, after coming out, the tiger's body was shocked, the king's anger shook, everyone bowed down to the courtiers, and the beauty threw himself into his arms!"

Ye Xiu touched his head and smiled: "It's not that exaggerated." ”

"So, you haven't learned anything?"

Zhao Ye seemed to hear something, and said suspiciously: "You won't learn anything, right?"

Ye Xiu smiled silently.

"No, what have you really learned?" Zhao Ye's eyes widened.

Ye Xiu smiled proudly: "One style of boxing, immortal drum style." ”

"Immortal drum pose?"

Zhao Ye's face was incredible, just listening to this name, it was very impressive, why didn't I learn anything, did God really abandon me, but I am so good!

Or, because I'm so good and have everything, God thinks about giving up the opportunity to those ordinary people, yes, it must be so.

Zhao Ye comforted himself, but he was still a little unwilling.

Ye Xiu looked at Zhao Ye with a disappointed face, and comforted: "Old Zhao, it's okay, God closes a door, and will open a window for you." Look at you, although you are not as smart as me, not as sunny and handsome as me, not as lucky as me, and not as favored by God, but you have money, a house and a car, how good. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Ye was furious: "Fart, talking nonsense with your eyes open will be struck by lightning." ”

After scolding, Zhao Ye seemed to think of something: "The immortal drum style you said can't be the stupid action that you fiddled back and forth before, right?"

Ye Xiu swallowed, where is it stupid, is it obviously very handsome, okay?

"Haha......"

Zhao Ye suddenly laughed: "That's a stupid move, I don't want it, you can keep it for the New Year." Haha......"

Ye Xiu shook his head and sighed, "Fools have stupid blessings, ignorance is great blessings", but he still decided not to tell Zhao Ye the truth, lest he be hit and slumped from then on, crying, making trouble, hanging himself or something.

"Haha, it's dawn, I'll go back to sleep, you can do it yourself. ”

Zhao Ye greeted, put his hands behind his back, looked up to the sky and laughed downstairs, looking like I had taken a big advantage.

"Alas, stupid. ”

Ye Xiu sighed lightly, gathered his mind, pulled away his fist, and practiced the immortal drum pose.

……

"Woo ......"

On the lawn outside the villa, Ye Xiu's eyes were slightly closed, his fists were swinging into a fist fight, and he stepped on strange steps under his feet, and when he fell, he was accompanied by a punch.

A walk, a fist falls, although it is simple and unpretentious, there is no one punch to break the mountains, intercept the rivers and rivers of the world, but it is very rhythmic.

If you look closely, you will find that the distance between Ye Xiu's every step is exactly the same, the speed at which each punch falls is not the slightest difference, and the breathing between every step and every punch is orderly.

Ye Xiu's every move is like what Confucianism says, "There is a law to act, there is a degree of movement, and the law is the same, which is close to the truth."

The Taoist classic "Nanhua Sutra" has a saying: "There is a rhyme in the line, it is in line with nature, it is not slow or sick, it is not over, it is not over, and its light is the same as its dust, and the law is the same, that is, the Tao." ”

Fist and step, step and qi, qi and spirit, fit Ruyi, under the faint moonlight, Ye Xiu's every move, harmonious and natural, as if integrated into this world.

The wind is picturesque, the moon is picturesque, and the wind and the moon are picturesque;

Man is the sky, the heart is the earth, and a punch is the heaven and the earth.

Gradually, there was a breeze around Ye Xiu, and in the breeze, the qi was permeated, and the fist was majestic, as heavy as rivers, lakes and seas.

A punch was handed out, and before the wind could spread, it was shattered by the strength of the fist, and under the majestic force, the entire void seemed to be shattered, buzzing.

The fist fell, and the flowers and grass on the lawn were all trembling, crawling and bending, and even the ground under their feet trembled slightly, like crying and complaining.

A punch is bowed to the world, who can stop it?

But just when the fist strength was about to be vented out and smashed to the ground, Ye Xiu grabbed it with both hands, and the surging strength, in this box, turned like a wish, the hundred rivers went back, and returned against the current, all the strength poured back into the body, and there was no trickle left.

The breeze was gentle, the moonlight was like water, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

"The fist is as heavy as a river, the fist is as light as a feather, the fist is as wide as the world, the fist is as small as a mustard seed, the weight is as easy as you like, the width is small by the will, the strength is round and the heart is retracted, and the immortal drum style is finally considered small. ”

Ye Xiu closed his fists and stood up, breathing a sigh of relief, his breath spread three inches, condensed but not dispersed.

In the week after getting the immortal drum diagram, Ye Xiu did not go back to school, but directly took a leave of absence for more than a week, stayed in Zhao Ye's villa, and practiced the immortal drum style with one mind.

The so-called song does not leave the mouth, the fist does not leave the hand, and the boxing method is not a way to rely on the power without cultivation, eat the old book for a lifetime, learn from it, and practice diligently, which is the fundamental.

The practice of martial artists, whether it is the so-called accumulation of thick and thin, or what is a thousand miles a day, in the final analysis, is to work the word "diligence".

Industry is good at diligence and ridiculous, nothing else.

It is true that the immortal drum style is powerful, but its power lies in the essence of the fist, the weight of the fist and the small changes, the heaven and earth of the essence of the drum for the big drum, the double fist for the drumstick, and the eternal Jiazi atmosphere.

Knowing the change of boxing strength, you can punch out the strength from the heart, whether it is light or heavy, wide or small, or small and then wide, first light and then heavy, etc., can be controlled into the subtleties, so that against people who are not powerful, you can not waste energy, against powerful people, you can beat him at a loss.

The legal principle of knowing the essence and meaning is something on another level, in short, it is the intention of the fist, the principle of the fist.

What is the meaning and what is the reason?

Taoism has a saying: meaning is me, reason is heaven. To put it simply, it means self-cultivation and cognition, and speculation, and reason is the foundation of the avenue of heaven and earth.

Ye Xiu saw it with his own eyes, and the majestic grandeur and unfathomability of the immortal in the painting shattered the sky and earth with one punch, which is the fist intent and fist theory of the immortal in the painting.

Of course, to comprehend their own fist and boxing theory, it lies in their own accumulation, integrating their own understanding and perception, if you blindly learn the meaning and theory of the immortals in the painting, you will draw a tiger into an anti-dog.

The so-called scholar lives, and the image dies, this is the truth.