The glow of the morning sun warms the campus, and the winding boulevards are shining, and the students who have already gone for a morning jog are exercising in the woods, with some sweat-soaked traces on their bodies.

At the bend of the tree, there is an octagonal pavilion for people to rest, the pillars are painted with peonies, gold lacquer carvings, six small wind chimes are hanging under the eaves of the pavilion, with a gust of wind blowing and gently shaking, sending out a pleasant "jingling, jingling"

The morning breeze blows on the body and there is a trace of cool feeling, a gray-haired old man is sitting in the pavilion, with a broom next to him, it seems that he is a worker who sweeps the street, it is estimated that he is tired to rest here, and the passing students are smiling to the old man to show respect.

"I'm drenched in sweat, oh, poor thing. My sweat towel is a little dirty, as long as you don't dislike it, take it and wipe it. Looking at his gentle smile, Zou Erwa felt very cordial, and hurriedly stepped forward and took some old sweat towels.

The soft cry of "hiss" made Zou Erwa's heart startled, and suddenly thought of something, bent his right hand, dodged his wrist, and the sleeve was gently torn off by the old man with two fingers. Zou Erwa was taken aback, and he jumped two steps behind him, although the old man did not do it again, but Zou Erwa was scared out of a cold sweat in the hall, if this claw was caught on the meat, wouldn't it be bloody and fleshy, this old man did not play cards according to common sense.

"Hahahaha, Erwa, being a teacher is exercising your adaptability, and your alertness is still a little worse. As if he was afraid that Zou Erwa would misunderstand, the old man glanced left and right and continued: "As long as you and I continue to cultivate the mental method, you will have such a powerful power in less than three months", his expression was full of pride.

"Three months, you lie to me! Master, when did you arrive at the school? Was it your voice just outside the dormitory door?"

With such superb internal skills, the identity of the old man was revealed, and Chen Jiashun, the successor of Southern Shaolin's "Eight Steps to Destroy the Heart" of Zou Erwa, who had only been apprenticed to the master, was a little embarrassed. Chen Jiashun's down-and-out appearance really makes it difficult for secular people to think of him and the famous Southern Shaolin together.

should have thought of him a long time ago, Zou Erwa has always wondered who is shouting at the door of the dormitory, who else can there be besides him, it's right to think about it, he originally planned to come to the door to learn art, how do you know that the old man has long been guarding himself, and it seems that he can't do it if he doesn't learn.

"It's me...... Including the punch that I helped you block that night, too. ”

For the fist that blocked the attack on her with a stone that night, Zou Erwa couldn't think of who was helping her, it turned out that the master was often by her side. Zou Erwa seemed to be a little confused, so she asked in astonishment, in order to be sure: "Master, don't ...... Could it be ...... That stone wrapped in a gray cloth is also your masterpiece?"

Zou Erwa still remembered it in the end, but in a blink of an eye, he had guessed something roughly.

"Well, yes, it's impossible for me to watch my apprentice being beaten, although it's not successful, it's my own apprentice." Chen Jiashun hurriedly explained.

"Okay, continue to protect me secretly! There is such a master who is secretly protecting himself, I am still afraid of him what Taibao, happy, happy!" Saying that, Zou Erwa raised her head sideways and looked at Chen Jiashun, and suddenly asked: "Master, listening to your accent like Qilu, it is the Taishan faction ......."

Hearing him suddenly say the name of the Shangtai faction, Chen Jiashun smiled heartily, knowing that Zou Erwa must have read too much of Jin Yong's novels, and everyone was interested in the plot of the novel, maybe he was a little curious about his unknown master in his heart!

"It doesn't matter, I'll tell you later, for now our focus is on 、、、、、、"

Zou Erwa didn't wait for Chen Jiashun to finish speaking, and hurriedly replied, "Practice the heart method!"

Having repeatedly learned Chen Jiashun's martial arts, Zou Erwa admired or admired her master, so she also wanted to practice the supreme martial arts one day earlier, and her tone suddenly became a little more eager.

I know that you are anxious, so I will first listen to the teacher and recite the first weight of the mental method to you:

Formula: "

The fifth generation becomes the ninth generation, and the world is in such a reincarnation.

The rooster cries at the right time, the law of man and the earth, and the law of the earth.

Facing the south and back to the north, it is connected to heaven and earth, which means to follow the gossip of the two instruments.

Dantian perineum through the valley road, the tail of the spine of the jade pillow,

The three levels are all passed, and the intention is to divide the road with the ears and cheeks.

It will take over the pulse at the tip of the tongue and return the dantian along the middle of the chest and abdomen.

Qi Xing Ren supervised Xiao Zhoutian, and his palms drooped upwards and fingers.

The palm of the left hand is attached to the Baihui, and the right hand guards the dantian left and right.

The true qi rotates in the sea of holes, and the dantian is calm.

One yang is sixty-four, and gossip is the first to destroy the heart.

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This is the first weight of the 'Bagua Destroying the Heart Palm' heart method a total of 14 crosses, each word and sentence after several generations of personal practice and modification, a total of 64 complete heart formulas, this is only the first weight, the world rarely hears of it, hey! Every chanting heart is still my teacher's compassion in the ears!" Chen Jiashun fell into the nostalgia of the master for a while, but he suffered from Zou Erwa, who did not understand it very well.

"Master, I already knew the first weight, but I don't know how to start!"

I don't understand, this is the teacher's explanation: choose a place with heavy yin qi, of course, there is no such condition at the moment, but this pavilion is also a place of four dangers, the general pavilion, the temple is a place where lonely souls and wild ghosts gather souls, so it is also suitable.

No, there will be dirty things in the pavilion at night, this is the school, and it's too scary, Zou Erwa was a little skeptical of the master's words, and felt that there were more elements of boasting.

You follow my movements, sit facing south, with your back to the north, and the earth is the law of the earth, and the earth is the law of the sky. The thoughts in my heart are like the changes of the sixty-four hexagrams, and the thoughts flow from the dantian through the perineum to the valley road, from the tail lube, the spine to the jade pillow, and then to the Baihui on the top of the head, and the palm of the left hand is aimed at the Baihui acupoint. It seems that true qi is poured into the Baihui acupoint from the palm, which is the effect of strengthening the mind. The mind then separates with the ears and cheeks, the tip of the tongue against the palate, and then the mind sinks into the dantian along the middle of the chest to the abdomen, and the right hand rotates left and right to hold the dantian. In this way, a week is a small week, and a small week is also the foundation of the first weight of 'gossip and heart-destroying palm', but it is not quite. Every time you cultivate the True Qi Cycle along the 64th day of the Xiao Zhou Tian, in this way, the dantian will deposit a certain amount of power in about half a month, and then travel to the second level, and the second level will have the effect of strengthening the body. In this way, when you practice to the twelfth level, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords, and true qi can be sent and received freely.

How long does it take for the twelfth weight, early in the morning, Zou Erwa comprehended the first weight of the heart method in the pavilion, and how to practice qi correctly and cultivate under Chen Jiashun's teaching.

The curtain call of flowers, perhaps it is the Chanjuan of the world, a season of purple and red has already drunk the eternity of memory in the passing years, and the acacia flowers in summer always exude a faint fragrance, it is easy for people to remember her fragrance, so stirring that people can't help but bloom like spring flowers. Hua Feihua Xie invited a splendid city, the story has laughter, tears, joys and sorrows, the beauty of years of drunkenness, engraved with the joy and emotion of the first meeting, sharing a love rain, maybe this is the beauty of the world.

"The girl has thin eyelids, what is she doing this for? Of course, it is for the word 'love'. In the old hot pot of Aunt Guo in Beibei, the stir-fry chef danced with his eyebrows and told the story he heard last night: "It is said that the girl has been given to the same village since she was a child, but when she grows up, she has another favorite person." So when the family was arranging for her marriage, she fled to the south with her lover and eloped together!" Everyone in the hot pot restaurant listened to this fragrant affair, and they all praised the woman under curiosity.

Some people privately fantasize that it would be nice if they could do such a beautiful thing, of course, Zhang Fatzi in the hot pot restaurant is very concerned about this matter, and he is so narcissistic that as long as he meets a beautiful girl, he seems to think that others want to elope with him.

"Bang, bang, bang" early in the morning the fat man was in a daze on the vegetable mound mechanically chopping the bones of the pig's tube, the sound echoed fiercely in the kitchen, and a bouquet of dried acacia flowers was held in the corner glass of the board, which bounced up and fell with the fat man's up and down movements, splashing a few drips of water in the bottle.

"It's going to be Saturday, and the college students are supposed to come, right? The fat man chopped the bone in his hand and asked the stir-fry master who was still reminiscing about the elopement story.

"Who knows, fat man, are you gay, a big man is also thinking about a man?" The stir-fry master forced out a mouthful of phlegm with the corner of his mouth and spit out the door. He threw the cigarette butt into the trash can under the desk, igniting the waste paper inside, and because it was not completely burned, wisps of choking green smoke came out of the trash can.

"Master, you love to joke, and you know that I just miss that guy a little, after all, a colleague. Speaking of paying tonight, I'd like to ask the only three of our kitchen colleagues to watch the footage. The fat man handed the stir-fry master a cigarette, and smiled coquettishly, "The one in the heart garden of Beibei Street, you know, the thirty yuan kind!" and then buried his head in chopping the bones, and the last sentence seemed as if he didn't say it.

"Street Garden, that house has a good environment, you have a heart. Fatty, next time you fry the ingredients, you should come over and help me master the heat, do you think it's okay?"

The fat man's life experience is embarrassing, a long-lived man, the family is as poor as the dry weeds outside the door, there is no vitality, his mother died soon after he was born, and his father who was sick and suffering depends on each other, the current monthly salary is 300 yuan, he uses 50 yuan, and the rest of the money is sent back to his hometown to support his father who is sick in bed, and he can ask someone to watch a video of 30 yuan, which is also interesting enough for him.

"Morning, master, fat brother" Zou Erwa ran into the kitchen with a big head on her face, with a hint of tiredness on her face.

The fat man saw that it was Zou Erwa who broke into the kitchen in the dust, and hurriedly smiled and said: "Ge Laozi, they all say that SC people can't say it, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive." ”

The stir-fry master also took over the topic and said, "College student, hehe, I thought you weren't coming with the fat man just now." The stir-fry master piled up a wrinkled smiling face, and enthusiastically handed Zou Erwa an oil-stained overalls: "Put him on, although it is a little dirty, but it is better than nothing." ”