At this time, the cold moonlight seemed to have become a substantial pillar of light, and with Bai Ze's breathing, the rain and mist were swallowed into his abdomen generally, Bai Ze felt that his head seemed to be a little refreshed, and he could vaguely see that in a white mist like a light veil, a white light came and went, and the sound of the sword roared like a dragon.

In the end, the white light burst out, and turned into a blue long sword, suspended in his mind.

"Kenshin is clear!"

Suddenly, facing the east, a purple qi came overwhelmingly, enveloping the entire body.

The next moment, between heaven and earth, a golden light suddenly jumped up, shining on Bai Ze's face as hot as he shrank, and the eighty-four thousand hairs on Zhou's body shook in unison, and the blood in his veins was rushing, and the sound of water was surging, and white heat suddenly erupted from all his pores.

Bai Ze woke up in shock, his hands and face were red, as if he had been burned by fire.

"Huh, what's going on? Outside the stump station? I didn't think it took long, why did the sun come out? Bai Ze suddenly remembered everything he had seen before, and there seemed to be an extra sword in his head out of thin air, and he quickly touched his head, and his expression couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I put away the long sword again, and I didn't feel anything abnormal.

"Maybe it's my delusion, right?"

Standing in place, frowning, thinking for a while, and guessing that it may have something to do with the way I practiced today: "Maybe standing on the rooftop to practice, my feet are like being on the edge of a cliff, in order to overcome my fear, so that my mind is unprecedentedly single-minded and condensed, so that when I stand on the pile, I feel that my spine is stirring, and I think it is a big dragon taking off, and when I practice qi, I inadvertently picked the moonlight, and the essence is full, and I am full of energy, and I am a little crazy...... ”

I moved my body at will, my limbs stretched and contracted, but for some reason my spirit was unusually excited, and I didn't feel tired at all after standing all night, and I was more comfortable than when I usually sat quietly.

"It seems that the effect of practicing in this way of 'grasping gong' is not ordinarily good, but it is a bit radical, and it is easy to deviate if you are not careful." Bai Ze jumped off the cement platform, took advantage of the time to leave, there was no one in the dormitory, and returned to the dormitory with a long sword. Although he had already used some inferences about the situation last night, after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't be sure of everything.

"Last night, I made a temporary decision, according to the Taoist practice of the Mu Dao people said that the method of rapid Taoist practice, standing on the pile to practice qi, the spirit and swordsmanship unconsciously highly unified, to achieve balance, the feeling in the dark, like a sudden mirror in the heart, obviously not paying attention to something, but in the heart of the heart just know everything......? This should be the kind of swordsmanship that Lao Dao said, ...... spiritual realm where the sword heart is clear? When facing the enemy, the heart has a soul, although it can not directly increase the power of swordsmanship, but the spirit is introverted, not to be happy with things, not to be sad, any movement outside the body will be all refracted in the heart, the details are exhaustive, and the slightest is revealed! ”

"And what is that sword in my head? Is Kenshin ......? Or is it that part of Yuan Shi's memory, what happened? It's still there, why hasn't there been any movement now, and it doesn't seem to have changed much? ”

Bai Ze thought about it, although he felt that his five senses seemed to be more sensitive than yesterday, but he wanted to use this so-called sword heart to apply it to actual combat, but he never knew how to do it.

I also knew that I was just a mistake yesterday, and I don't know how far away my swordsmanship is from this realm.

"Spiritual things are the most difficult to find. But not now, doesn't mean I won't be able to do it in the future, since the method of grasping the gong is useful, then I will put more effort into it in the future, and after a long time, maybe I will be able to touch some tricks. ”

Bai Ze was in a good state of mind, and after pondering for a long time, he saw that it was still fruitless, and he knew that he couldn't force it, so he also put down this thought temporarily.

The "grasping gong" he just mentioned is mysterious to say, but in fact it is very simple to explain.

In martial arts, a person who practices boxing and practicing in a remote place can be called "grasping gong". In the past, there was a superstitious saying that through this form of practice, to a certain point, you could get the help of ghosts and gods, and after practicing, kung fu would naturally "go out of the way" and advance by leaps and bounds.

The specific method is that in the dead of night, the person who practices boxing deliberately puts himself in "some" dangerous situation, or quietly goes to the inaccessible barren mountains and ancient tombs and cemeteries, or is on the cliff, forcing himself to overcome his dependence on the environment and increase his mental and physical strength when he is practicing.

In the dead of night, when you are alone in the wilderness, as long as you are a person, you will have more or less fear, and your nerves will naturally become very sensitive, your attention will be highly concentrated, and your sense of defense will be particularly strong, so it is easiest to stimulate the potential of the practitioner's original surname and give full play to the original feelings in the body.

Therefore, people who often practice boxing in this way, as long as they can overcome their own fears, often have a surprisingly strong spirit, and their perception is incredible. Not only does Kung Fu progress extremely fast, but when fighting people, they are bold and fearless, and their physical reactions are often faster than their nerves.

And because of the difference in the temperament of the people themselves, after the "grasp of the gong", the breath of each person is not the same, some people walk in a tiger step, the demeanor is awe-inspiring, the older generation of boxers say that he grasps the "tiger gong", and some people behave lightly, quietly, they say that they grasp the "monkey gong". Of course, these statements are just the more biased understanding of some old people in the past, in fact, grasping the gong originally had nothing to do with ghosts and gods.

It is this kind of practice method, although it has been used by many people throughout the ages, and it can indeed improve people's temperament and spirit, and improve people's boxing skills and skills, but this method is by no means applicable to anyone. For example, some people who are weak-willed, timid, and superstitious and suspicious are not suitable for "grasping merit," and they do not have a strong spirit as a basis for rash attempts, and most of the results are crazy and mentally broken.

After all, it is the sword that goes off the rails, and if a person who practices martial arts wants to improve, he has to put himself in a more dangerous and terrifying environment again and again, and over time, it is difficult to guarantee that he will reach his spiritual limit. What follows, either a complete collapse of body and mind, or a madness, full of illusions, either being scared into mental illness by yourself, or falling off a cliff and dying.

From this point of view, the so-called "grasping gong" is actually a way for people to overcome themselves, that is, to use extreme means to clear all kinds of distractions in their hearts, and in the end only the fighting spirit and murderous means remain.

Because it is easy to achieve quickly, over time, for the vast majority of boxers who are only willing to take it step by step, this is the "magic way". Even if it is Bai Ze, he can only come for it once by chance, when his mind is unstable, when his swordsmanship is not solid, he will not mess around.

casually cleaned up the house, and suddenly at this time, Pei Yan called again: "Bai Ze, where are you now?" Come to Sekigaku Palace, the exhibition is about to begin. ”

"Oh, I'll be right over." Only then did Bai Ze remember that he promised Pei Yan yesterday, he immediately changed his clothes and left the campus.

The antique market in Gancheng is near the original Guanyue Temple, and in recent years, because of the antique craze, the municipal axe has specially increased investment, and the entire street has been rebuilt in accordance with the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

On both sides of the street, there is a tall gold tower towering, and the shops inside look antique, which is a city card of Gancheng in recent years, and many tourists are also willing to visit it.

From the north gate of Hebei University, if you take a taxi to the antique street, there is a distance of seven or eight kilometers, I don't know how many circles from the ring up and down. Fortunately, Bai Ze knew a shortcut, which could pass through several residential areas and directly cross the past, and the distance was reduced by two-thirds.

The weather in Gancheng has always been relatively dry, windy and sandy in spring, sunburn in summer, and today coupled with low air pressure and humid air, walking on the road, the mouth and nose seem to be sealed, and it is a little difficult to breathe.

Looking at his phone, the time was almost nine o'clock in the morning, Bai Ze was not in a hurry, when he passed by an early shop, he hadn't forgotten to eat a few steamed buns, and seeing that it was fifteen minutes before ten o'clock, he walked all the way to the antique street.

Kancheng is a famous historical and cultural city in the country, whether it is ancient or modern, there have been many celebrities, so this time is also the morning, the most lively period of the antique street, many tourists are holding cameras, interested in taking pictures around.

Call...... With a breath of hot air, Bai Ze looked at the dense crowd in front of him, and his brows were furrowed.

As the so-called troubled gold, prosperous antiques, the gap between the rich and the poor has gradually widened in these years, there are more and more rich people, antiques as investment abound, but whether it is above-ground, or underground, antiques are always limited, and there are so many collectors in the past dynasties, to now, the opportunity to find a real amount of antiques on the antique street, it is estimated that the probability of catching a giant panda on the street is lower.

"Your knife is obviously fake, and it is said that it is the imperial sword of Emperor Qianlong, which is obviously deceiving people......

"Liar? You say that deceiving people is deceiving people, I am a special royal treasure knife made by the Serious Ministry of Internal Affairs! Little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! ”

"Hey, do you think I don't know, the Qing Dynasty internal affairs government supervised the Qing knife, the scabbard is red and green mackerel skin, there is a number on it, the year, and now it is stored in the Forbidden City, there is no ...... outside. You're a scam. ”

"Do you understand the rules, there are only eyes in the antiques, there is no fraud, not to mention that this is still what you want to see, did I ask you to see it? Since you have seen it, you have to give money. ”

"You are bullying people, in broad daylight, you still dare to buy and sell?"

"Don't fucking nonsense, I'm the rule, if you see my things, you have to buy them, don't want to leave if you don't buy them."

As soon as he took a few steps forward, he heard a voice from the group of people in front of him, Bai Ze immediately frowned, and had the intention to ignore it, but after thinking about it for a while, he still walked in separate groups.

Sure enough, I saw inside, Wei Tianzi, who was dressed in professional clothes, and the fragrance of the little pepper, was arguing with a young man.

(To be continued)