The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, corresponding to four people......

The sea fishing boat broke the waves, and Zhu Yuan was chanting poems against each other, and he was content.

"I'm in a good mood today, I'll show you a set of boxing techniques." Zhu Yuan stood up and danced lightly on the deck.

The movements are gentle, sometimes holding fists, sometimes pushing hands, like a dance, but it is very strange, Ding Zhang can clearly feel the strength of the other party, soft with rigidity, rigidity and softness, as long as he is close to him, he will definitely be beaten away.

"Huh? This kind of action? Ding Zhang suddenly remembered the cloth he got from the cracks in the wooden box, and Zhu Yuan's movements were a bit similar to the movements on the cloth.

Ding Zhang also began to pay attention, and gradually, a white gas appeared on Zhu Yuan's head, it was a heat wave, it seemed that the breath in his body was emanating, the sea breeze was blowing, and the white gas did not disperse, but only trembled slightly.

"It's amazing."

Ding Zhang watched quietly, his hands also followed a simple gesture, Zhu Yuan's set of actions took about 10 minutes, and Ding Zhang could only write down half of it.

"How? Isn't it an eye-opener? This is my kung fu, the purest national art. Zhu Yuan was a little proud, and after sitting down, he picked up the beer and took a few sips.

"If you want to learn, worship me as a teacher. I can teach you, though, you're going to be trained in hell. Hey hey ......"

Ding Zhang took out the cloth, "Is this a national art?" ”

A simple villain, like a dance-like swordsmanship, is replaced by an ordinary person, at most as a sword dance.

But the cloth was tightly grasped by Zhu Yuan, he looked at it carefully, and after a while, his hands trembled and his lips trembled, "This...... This...... Where did you get this thing? ”

"Haidilao fished up. Is it a national art? ”

Zhu Yuan looked at Ding Zhang, who was a mallet in the national art world, he shook his head, it's a pity. After thinking about it, he nodded heavily to Ding Zhang, "It's a national art, a pure national art, the swordsmanship of the Ming Dynasty, it's been lost, I didn't expect you to find it." ”

"It is mentioned in the ancient books at home that this is one of the swordsmanship of the sword demon Dugu and arrogant back then, proud of swordsmanship, very exquisite, if you practice, you can also become a master of today's swordsmanship."

"It's a pity!" Zhu Yuan looked at the cloth, and for some reason, shed two lines of turbid tears, "There is no sword spectrum, there is no mental method, and it is useless to have it." ”

Zhu Yuan returned the cloth to Ding Zhang, "Do you have a heart?" ”

Ding Zhang shrugged and spread his hands.

"What will happen if you don't learn the mind and only practice the swordsmanship?"

Zhu Yuan had an expression of hatred that iron could not become steel, "Of course it is a madman." Practitioners of national arts, have qigong, qigong is the qi running in the meridians, if the operation is not smooth, causing blockage, hurting the lungs, in the long run, there is no doubt about death. ”

"This is also the reason why many people who practice national arts are injured." Zhu Yuan shook his head, "Qigong cultivation is so difficult. ”

He glanced at the sword spectrum again, "If I have a mental method, I will definitely be able to cultivate, far better than that bastard of Zhen Long." ”

"You can refer to the posture of the sword technique and integrate it into your own martial arts."

"Martial arts are the most taboo and complicated, over the years, the Chinese martial arts schools are different, each is different, if you rashly practice other martial arts, you will also go crazy."

"When I didn't say it." Ding Zhang hid in the cabin and seemed to lie down to sleep.

But Ding Zhang's consciousness has already entered the system space. In the space that always belongs to daylight, there are a lot of food piled up, and there are a few boxes, all of which contain antiques, which Ding Zhang himself collects.

In addition, next to the antique pile, Ding Zhang also placed a small box, and when he opened the small box, it was either gold leaves or silver ingots.

These gold and silver were fished up with the cloth, and he carefully observed that there was no engraving on the gold and silver, and it was not a special guy. Ding Zhang picked up the ledger and read it word by word.

I can't read the sentence, what kind of ledger is this? I didn't pay attention to it before, but now that I read it carefully, it doesn't look like a ledger at all.

Ding Zhang is very strange, after an account, he writes a few words randomly, which does not match before and after, and there is no punctuation.

He read several pages in a row, and it was all written like this.

Suddenly, Ding Zhang's heart moved, and he put all the strange handwriting together to read.

"The sword is not a sword, the sword is not a knife, and the origin of the sword does not ask."

The front and back do not match, it seems to be a long charm, Ding Zhang has been thinking about it for a long time, and he doesn't know why. I can only look at the back, every word, full of mental feelings, as if a learned teacher is slowly telling his own lessons.

The more Ding Zhang looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he suddenly raised his head, "This is the heart method of the arrogant sword?" If I learn it, I will be able to practice kendo? ”

However, there are many things in it that Ding Zhang can't understand, after all, he doesn't have any foundation in national arts.

"Zhu Yuan doesn't know what the background is, if he gives it to him rashly, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate." Ding Zhang pondered repeatedly, and decided not to confess to Zhu Yuan for the time being, and then explain to him after fully understanding this person.

Zhu Yuan is just an instructor he met during the mission, and there is not much intersection between the two, if he takes out what Zhu Yuan dreams of, I don't know how the other party will feel.

If Zhu Yuan's power is against Ding Zhang, wouldn't it be an enemy? Ding Zhang has offended a lot of people now, and he can only be cautious.

Anyway, it is not bad to memorize the mental method of kendo first, and if you have the opportunity, you can knock on the side and ask Zhu Yuan.

It is difficult to be self-taught when learning national art without anyone to teach it. If you are not careful, you will go crazy and have serious physical damage, so someone must be next to you to guide you.

Didn't Zhu Yuan want to take me as an apprentice? Just learn from his skills and see if you can realize the truth of the arrogant kendo. Ding Zhang made a plan in his heart, if he fully understood Zhu Yuan and was trustworthy, it would be a great favor to take out the kendo mental method.

In the history of thousands of years of Huaxia, martial arts are as vast as a sea of smoke, and I don't know how many martial arts have disappeared in history, and what can be left behind is only a drop in the bucket.

The ship drove all night, and the next day, when the fish belly appeared white in the Oriental Sea, Ding Zhang woke up from his "sleep".

"Where have we been?" Ding Zhang had just woken up, and Zhu Yuan immediately sat up and asked.

"I don't know, I switched to automatic driving last night, and I should be in the Philippines soon. We landed in the Philippines. ”

"Huh? Philippines? What do we do in the Philippines? Do you have documents? ”

"What documents do you want? After landing, you can contact the people of the Tiandun Group and go back. I still have big things to do, so I won't accompany you. ”

Zhu Yuan was full of suspicions, "What's the big deal?" You don't go back to the business? Want to leave? Are you worried about my hellish training? ”

"You are the eighteenth layer of hell training, and I am not afraid. I'm going on a treasure hunt at sea, at least until the end of December. ”

"Damn, just rely on this broken ship?"

"Do you have an opinion? If you don't sit, swim back by yourself. Ding Zhang was not afraid.