The next day, Xiao Yuan got up before dawn as usual for morning exercises, and after returning from the warm-up exercise last night, he saw that he was already standing in the courtyard.

"Good morning, old gentleman." Xiao Yuan said hello to the old man.

"Hmm." The old man replied with ignorance.

Xiao Yuan felt bored, so he didn't pay attention to the old man, and stood still not far from the old man, ready to practice the boxing techniques taught to him by the master.

After following Tong Banshan for a period of time, the original overload extreme exercise has been gradually abandoned by him because of the big problem, and replaced by a relatively mild exercise method that combines some concepts of the Five Elements Bagua Gate, although this change has not been too long, but it has made him feel the huge benefits, the exercise intensity has weakened, the body's strength and explosiveness have not weakened, on the contrary, there is a trend of slow progress.

Standing in the courtyard, the Five Elements Bagua Boxing taught by the master was practiced several times, Xiao Yuan slowly collected his skills and recovered from the state of selflessness, but found that the old man was standing next to him, holding his arms with both hands, staring at him, his eyes were shining, as if he had found some rare treasure.

"Sir, what's wrong with you, is there something wrong with me?" Being stared at intently by an old man early in the morning, Xiao Yuan felt a little uncomfortable, so he scratched his head and asked.

"No, you're fine." The old man replied.

"Oh." Xiao Yuan responded, in view of the old man's moodiness and strange behavior, he didn't dare to talk to the old man anymore, but continued to ignore him, put on a posture, and began to fight military boxing.

"Stop, stop." Unexpectedly, he had just punched three times before the old man shouted to stop.

"Do you have any questions, sir?" Xiao Yuan asked.

"You've been in the army?" The old man asked.

"Trained in the military." Xiao Yuan replied.

"No wonder, boy, I suggest you don't practice this set of boxing techniques, this kind of pure murderous boxing method, after practicing for a long time, your body will be contaminated with anger, and it won't do you any good." The old man said.

"You think so, too?" Xiao Yuan asked.

"Why, has anyone ever told you that?" The old man asked rhetorically.

"My master said so, and he also advised me to give up this style completely." Xiao Yuan replied.

"It seems that Tong Xiaozi still has some knowledge, boy, since your master has suggested so, why do you continue to practice?" The old man asked.

"In my opinion, anger or something, it's all ethereal things, although this set of boxing methods is all murderous moves, but whether to kill or not, but in the heart, if there is a killing intent in the heart, even if it is powerless, it is possible to do something to kill, if there is no killing intent in the heart, even if you hold a steel knife?" Xiao Yuan said.

"The kid still has some knowledge, but the old man has different opinions from you, I see that when you practice, it will be easy to immerse yourself in it, and enter the realm of selflessness, in this realm, you will involuntarily completely immerse yourself in the boxing technique, let me ask you, what do you think when you practice every killing move in the killing boxing technique, and is there a killing intent in your heart?" The old man asked rhetorically.

Xiao Yuan was silent, every move of the military body fist is targeted, and he pays attention to how to kill the opponent efficiently and quickly, when he is practicing, he will naturally follow every move to imagine, there is no doubt that this kind of imagination is the naked killing intent.

"You admit it, although I only watched a few of your moves, but from your gestures, you can see that you are deeply immersed in this set of boxing, even if you can usually control your heart and not let your anger leak out, but when you are in abnormal situations such as nervousness, anger, sadness, excitement, etc., you can still control your heart very well and not let your anger leak out, so, the old man can conclude that you must have killed someone before, right?" The old man saw that Xiao Yuan was silent and continued.

"Yes, I have killed people, but the people I killed were either the ones who should be killed, or they were killed when either you died or I lived, old man, do you have to restrain your killing thoughts in the situation of your life and death, and let others slaughter you?" Xiao Yuan asked rhetorically.

"The old man asked you, are all the people you kill who should be killed, is it really a situation where all of them must be killed?" The old man asked rhetorically.

Xiao Yuan closed his eyes, remembering what he had experienced in the Kamana Red Mansion, when he jumped from the big tree to the top of the building, and the dagger did not hesitate to cut the throat of the person patrolling the roof, the man covered his bloody neck, staring at his eyes full of fear and despair, which once made him feel fluctuating and compassion in his heart, so that after sneaking into the corridor, the few security guards he caught were all knocked out and not killed, but the next series of tense events happened, but all the compassion in his heart was driven out.

The security guards in the locker room of the fighting arena were all killed by him when they stripped off their clothes and had no ability to resist, and now that they think about it, those people are just Wang Junpeng's lackeys, they could have been immortal......

The old man saw that Xiao Yuan fell into deep thought, the color on his face changed unpredictably, and continued: "Why don't you speak, boy, you are only twenty years old, your life has just begun, and your hands are beginning to be covered with blood, and your life will be very long in the future, do you have to use murder to solve this situation every time?" ”

"Old sir, I have been persecuted by wicked people excessively before, so that I have lost my mind and become angry, listening to your words, I really need to reflect on my own behavior." Xiao Yuan said.

"Well, the children can be taught, in fact, you don't have to be psychologically overburdened, it's good for young people to keep some blood, but you have to grasp this degree, don't be like the old man and me, when I get old, I want the white-haired people to send the black-haired people, that's all the karma of doing too many evil things in the early years." The old man waved his hand and said, his face was full of sadness after speaking, and his eyes dimmed.

"Sir, you have a good time." Xiao Yuan was worried that the old man would be overly sad and ill again, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

"You don't have to worry about the old man, come on, come on, the old man sees that you have practiced well and has played with you." The old man waved his hand, the sadness on his face disappeared, and said to Xiao Yuan.

"Please also ask the old gentleman to be merciful." Xiao Yuan is not polite, it is a good thing for him to be able to play tricks with this old man and experience the strength of the real master that the master said.

"Come on, old man, one hand, you can attack, use your murderous fist." The old man took a step back and stood still, his right hand behind his back, his left hand stretched forward, and said with a smile.

"You're welcome, if you offend, please forgive me." Xiao Yuan hugged his fists like an old man, said politely, grabbed it with both hands, and shouted straight to the old man's throat.

ps: This chapter was originally yesterday.,But yesterday's thunderstorm.,Strong wind.,The community has a power outage.,It's not updated.,Sorry to wait for more friends.。