As if he had expected Peng Yun to ask this question, the old man twisted his beard and smiled, he waved his hand to signal a few apprentices to leave, and a few people returned to continue teaching the beggars Taijiquan.

"Tan Min, do you know, the former police chief, your father once saved his life, and he is also your father's best friend!" The old man did not directly say what the relationship between himself and Qi Jiangming was, but asked Peng Yun first.

Peng Yun was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied: "I heard my father say it, but I didn't go to him when I returned to Fengtian City, mainly because I didn't want to disturb him" Peng Yun said this, in fact, he didn't go to Tan Min because he didn't want to arouse his sadness again.

"We all know about your father, so you don't have to hide it anymore!" The old man's words made Peng Yun feel like he was being struck by lightning

The same, Mu Ran was distracted for a long time.

"Actually, we also feel sorry for your father, I didn't expect him to leave like this, a generation of heroes!" The old man sighed, and the regret in his words was clearly audible.

Peng Yun didn't speak, as if the burning hut and the lonely wordless stone tablet standing on the gentle slope appeared in front of him again, his hands and feet trembled slightly, and he felt that the bloodthirsty feeling in his heart had awakened again, and he was gradually about to lose control.

"Turn the mind into nothing, and create something from nothing, the principle of heaven and earth is to follow its nature, and if you go against it, you will be devoured by it! When still, when condensed, when thinking, when transformed"

Peng Yun gradually calmed down, the bloodthirsty boredom and anxiety just now were gradually suppressed, and he bowed deeply to the old man: "Thank you seniors for your guidance, otherwise I am afraid that I will make a big mistake!" ”

"It seems that Jiang Ming is right, the evil qi on your body is too heavy, if you can't improve your mental cultivation, I'm afraid you will be tired of it in the future!" The old man waved his hand at Peng Yun and stared at Peng Yun with emotion. Just now, when Peng Yun glanced back in an instant, he actually saw two points of blood red, even with his decades of cultivation of Tai Chi internal strength.

Peng Yun asked, revealing a miserable smile, and muttered to himself infinitely desolately: "My family is ruined, what does it matter if I am angry or not?" ”

"Do you remember your father's boy's line?" When the old man heard Peng Yun say this, his face sank, and he asked solemnly: "Why did he do that man's line, do you understand?" You didn't really think about it, you didn't live up to your father's wishes! ”

Peng Yun was stunned, although he had listened to his father recite that song since he was a child, why did he write this song about it, and what does it mean, he really didn't think about it seriously. Yes, why should my father be obsessed with this man's line?

"Okay, the meaning of this boy's line, it's better for you to figure it out for yourself!" The old man interrupted Peng Yun's musings, and finally explained his true intention of calling Peng Yun today.

"What, you want to teach me the eight methods of Tai Chi, why is this, I am not your disciple!" Peng Yun was confused by the old man's intentions!

"It's not the previous era anymore, it turns out that those portals should have been abandoned, and the eight methods of Tai Chi are just a kind of physical fitness, self-defense and self-defense techniques, what does it matter, when it comes to killing, no matter how good kung fu is, is it worth the gun!" The old man said frankly.

Peng Yun smiled, yes, it is now 1932, what is the meaning of those original gateway views, many kinds of martial arts have disappeared from Chinese history because of this portal view, so if you want martial arts to be passed on, the best way is to carry it forward, so that more people can learn it, understand it, master it, and make it a national thing.

Seeing that Peng Yun seemed to have figured it out, the old man walked to the training ground, Jiang Min and a few other disciples and those beggars hurriedly gave way to the venue, and everyone gathered around, ready to see the demeanor of Ding's Taijiquan master.

"Taijiquan, based on the eight methods of Taiji, pay attention to the eight methods of Taijiquan, pay attention to the eight methods of squeezing, pressing, picking, pinching, elbow, relying on eight techniques and advance, retreat, Gu, hope, set the organic combination of five kinds of footwork, the so-called moves are implied by several laws, but also to Taiji eight methods as the basic composition, such as the tail of the bird, the old man stands naturally under his feet, not Ding is not eight, it is the gesture of Taijiquan, and then the hands are divided, the tail of the bird, the single whip hangs on the crutch, the wild horse is divided into manes, a move and a style of flowing water, in one go.

"Any martial arts move is to serve the purpose, the difference is only the difference in what method is used to achieve victory, no matter which move it is, as long as it can be used by me, it can be used into my own moves, and even some moves that are not moves!" Watching Ding Yunpeng's calm and old movements intently, Peng Yun felt something, and some of the places that he had always pondered for a long time suddenly became clear.

"The solitary yang is not strong, and the solitary yin is not long, so it is necessary to combine rigidity and softness, Taijiquan is not all soft, and it also has the strength that can destroy people's hearts and lungs!" The old man held the ring on his chest with both hands, hugged a wooden stake buried in the side of the field with his backhand, exhaled and sucked his chest, rotated his hands and exerted force, and the wooden stake buried in the ground was more than one meter deep, uprooted and uprooted, and flew out four or five meters away, only then it fell to the ground with a bang, smashed two green bricks, and after a period of silence, people applauded loudly.

"Rigidity and softness, yin and yang, existence and none, are originally mutually reinforcing and mutually restrained, there can be nothing, rigid can become soft, don't stick to one move, learn to master the essence and know-how of martial arts! In this way, you will not lose your roots! Ding Yunpeng took the move, his anger did not grow, his face did not change, he patted the dust on his hands, turned back with a smile and asked Peng Yun: "Have you memorized them, after you remember these basic techniques and footwork, the proficient application depends on your own comprehension and hard practice, but with your foundation and talent, it won't take too long?" ”

"Old man, you praise me too much!" Peng Yun felt a little embarrassed.

"In the future, you won't call me that from the old man, just call me Uncle Ding, after all, your father and I are also friends! I should also accept your voice" The old man laughed, took the coat handed over by the middle-aged man and put it on, and said to Peng Yun!

"That's good, I'll call you Uncle Ding from now on!" Peng Yun was very happy, for him, his relatives were too rare and precious.

"I have time to see you Uncle Tan, we old guys are all worried about you, I think we were the four evils of Fengtian at the beginning" The old man said halfway, as if he had missed his mouth, and quickly changed his words: "Ah no, Fengtian Sijie, I have a lifelong friendship with your father, and your father also saved your Uncle Tan Min's life."

"Yes, why haven't I heard of it, and there's such a thing, Uncle Ding, tell me about it!" Peng Yun was very curious, it seemed that Qi Jiangming had not mentioned many things to Peng Yun.

"Let's talk about this story later, you see it's not early today, let's rest early, there will be time in the future, don't leave today, stay with me, Lao Liu will arrange a place for Peng Yun!" The old man looked at the time, and it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, so he decided to stop here today and talk about it tomorrow.

Peng Yun had no choice but to follow the old man to the villa, Jiang Min and the others also arranged for the beggars to go back to rest, and then turned around and followed Peng Yun and the others to the villa.

"The surname Qi, stop me, I have something to say!" A voice as crisp as a silver bell sounded behind him.

Ding Yunpeng and Peng Yun were stunned for a moment, and almost at the same time turned back to look at the place where the voice sounded.

Peng Yun looked back and saw a girl standing under the willow tree by the east wall, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a strong suit, with a black and shiny green silk tied up with a handkerchief, apricot eyes widened, looking at herself and Ding Yunpeng with a smile.

"Jin'er, don't mess around!" Ding Yunpeng shouted in a deep voice, but even Peng Yun could hear his lust and guilt.

The girl named Yunjin didn't seem to hear Ding Yunpeng's words, staring at Peng Yun intently, Peng Yun felt a cool breath coming out of his back, and he shivered involuntarily, feeling like a frog being targeted by a snake.

"Xiaojin, don't make trouble, this is an important guest, didn't you see that the master was there?" Chen Hui approached the girl, and before he could finish whispering, he had already been kicked in the ass, kicked to the wall, got up and got into the crowd without saying a word.

"You're Peng Yun, aren't you?" The girl spoke again, her voice so crisp that it sounded like a cold beer in one fell swoop.

But no one laughed, because no one could laugh. Except for one person - Peng Yun!

"Yes, I'm Peng Yun!" Peng Yun still had a smile on his face that could kill dinosaurs, and his attitude was very modest.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm going to compete with you!" The girl raised her head arrogantly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth!

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