【Chapter 012】Parting Proverbs

I have seen that thing, and I used to be quite interested, but now I have almost forgotten it, and I can't remember how many acupuncture points, but since the old monk is asking now, he has to answer hard: "The human body is divided into 409 acupuncture points, including 52 single acupoints, 309 double acupoints, and the rest have 48 extranephic acupoints!" ”

The old monk stroked his long beard and nodded with a smile: "Yes, then the old man asked the donor, what is the difference between this single acupoint and double acupoint!" "It's a very simple question, Zhuo Yue couldn't help but snicker in his heart, and then smiled: "Master, the meridians of the human body are symmetrically distributed, divided into left and right, forming two symmetrical degrees, which are called 'double acupoints', and there is only one of the three veins of 'Ren Du Belt', so there is only one degree, which is also the so-called 'single acupoint'!" ”

Zhuo Yue said while opening the guys who had recited back then, while watching Master Zhikong's face change, but seeing that the master nodded with satisfaction, he secretly thought in his heart, it seems that he has a good memory, and the things he once memorized can still be remembered now, which is really good, cough cough.

"Yes, but do you know the magic of this acupuncture point!" As soon as Monk Zhikong spoke, Zhuo Yue couldn't help but feel that his scalp was numb, what is this called, where did he know this guy, with a blank look, Monk Zhikong smiled and said: "Acupuncture points, each has its own duties, so the next thing you need to learn is to master the magic of each acupuncture point!" ”

Zhuo Yue naturally nodded hurriedly, and then the old monk Zhikong also began to explain to Zhuo Yue, this is definitely VIP treatment, one-on-one teaching, the heart is secretly cool, Zhikong looked at Zhuo Yue, and then smiled: "The human body, one hundred and eight vital acupuncture points, of which 36 are fatal acupuncture points, in a word, acupuncture can not only save people, but also kill, but in a thought!" ”

"I hope that the donor will be merciful, save all sentient beings, and never kill innocents indiscriminately!" Master Zhikong paused to teach, and Zhuo Yue nodded honestly: "Please rest assured, master, disciple understands!" Of course, if the other party is in danger to him, he will also protect himself.

Master Zhikong seemed to be very satisfied with Zhuo Yue's answer, and then continued to explain the acupuncture points of the human body for Zhuo Yue, there are so many acupuncture points in the human body, and I want to get it for a while, so in the morning, Zhuo Yue also mastered the key acupoints of the head, and then there are body acupoints to master, it seems that there is no time, and it really can't be done, which needs to be accumulated over time.

Dinner is eaten with the little monk Wuhui, the old monk of Zhikong is treated specially, he eats in the meditation room, of course, the food is the same, the food is completed by Wuhui's cooking, although it is very bland, but the taste is good, the dishes are planted in the backyard, using natural farm fertilizer, and the taste is not ordinary.

"Little Master Wuhui, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be good!" Zhuo Yue smiled at Wu Hui, Wu Hui shoeed the rice, and looked up slightly: "Yes, the master has always said that the food I make is not delicious, and the donor really likes the food made by Wu Hui!" ”

Zhuo Yue nodded hurriedly: "Of course, by the way, Wuhui, you can call me big brother, don't be a long donor or a short donor, it's a little awkward!" Wu Hui couldn't help blinking a pair of big eyes from afar, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is this okay, I'm worried that the master will say that I don't know how to count!"

"How so!" Zhuo Yue couldn't help touching Wu Hui's little bald head and smiled, in fact, this little monk is very likeable, it is very good for two people to eat together, and at the same time Zhuo Yue also asked Xiao Wu Hui about the situation of the temple, Wu Hui said that under normal circumstances, few villagers come to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, usually on the first day of each month. Fifteen came to pray for blessings.

In fact, think about it, now the temple has a special department of the state in charge, so there are very few temples in this way, and the people who come to burn incense and worship the Buddha must be very few, everyone is paying attention to power and money all day long, where is there still the mood to ask for peace, worship a sincerity.

After lunch, the little monk also went to rest, the old monk Zhikong was also busy meditating, Zhuo Yue rarely had the habit of taking a lunch break, so he took the opportunity to memorize the acupuncture points of the human body, and at the same time slowly read the essence of "Xuanque Flying Needle" again, although this book looks like an acupuncture and moxibustion medical technique, but it records a lot of methods to control the flying needle, if you change it casually, the flying needle that originally cured the disease and saved people will also become a terrible weapon.

It's a pity that Zhuo Yue's internal cultivation is not enough now, otherwise he can't pull the wind, think about holding the silver needle in his hand, wave his hand, and suddenly the silver needle flew to his designated place, the speed was terrifying, but when he saw the white light flashing, the whole person was directly stunned by himself, or the needle was eliminated.

Ahem, in broad daylight, don't dream, Zhuo Yue continued to start, and he didn't know what to say, Zhikong slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhuo Yue's serious energy, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and stroked his long beard and said: "It seems that there is a successor, this son is talented, intelligent, diligent and studious, and the blessing of the common people!" ”

The next day, Master Zhikong also began to teach some skills in using the silver needle, after all, now when Zhuo Yue's internal force cultivation is not enough, he can only hold the silver in his hand to treat the patient, and when the internal force cultivation reaches a certain level, he can urge the internal force true qi to control the silver needle, which made Zhuo Yue very surprised, and then smiled: "Master, this, this is okay!" ”

Zhikong smiled slightly, but seeing that Zhikong waved his empty hand, suddenly a silver needle seemed to be full of consciousness, and rushed towards the Baihui acupoint of the human body acupuncture point model, which was extremely accurate, Zhuo Yue had already been frightened to open his mouth, and he could completely accommodate an egg: "Big, master, how did you do this!" ”

Zhikong smiled faintly: "Accumulation of time, practice makes perfect, the donor has a unique skill, and he will naturally surpass the old man in the future, don't be surprised!" Zhuo Yue said this, the heart was sweet, just the hand of the old monk Zhikong, it was really handsome, handsome and handsome, could it be that it was to teach the Qi to resist things, I didn't expect that I was fortunate to see it today, and the old monk said that his cultivation would be higher in the future, which made him even more embarrassed.

The next study, Zhuo Yue was full of joy, and secretly swore in his heart that he must learn the Xuanque Flying Needle, which is really a high-end and high-end atmosphere, if this hand is displayed, I don't know how many people will be envious of the death, and how many old Chinese doctors will worship their feet, shouting: The glory of Chinese medicine has reappeared.........

Obviously, the old monk also saw what Zhuo Yue was thinking, and couldn't help laughing: "Donor, remember, practice requires peace of mind, guard against arrogance and rashness, and never be arrogant; Cultivation also emphasizes gradual progress, don't be too ambitious, Xuanque Flying Needle is even more so, you need to accumulate slowly, practice makes perfect! ”

"The master's lesson is that the disciple understands, and the disciple must remember the master's admonition!" Zhuo Yue couldn't help but be slightly surprised in his heart, it seemed that there was no way to avoid the eyes of Master Zhikong, but he was a little anxious, as the so-called anxious can't eat hot tofu, let's take it slowly.

In the next two days, Zhuo Yue followed Zhikong completely calmly to contact the method of acupuncture, and at night he used the pure air of the mountains to practice Xuanhuang**, but he also made rapid progress, probably because he calmed down and made good use of the unique natural conditions to cultivate.

There is no feast in the world, after a week of study, Zhuo Yue can't help but Xuanhuang ** progress rapidly, but also has a deeper understanding of the method of acupuncture, and at the same time memorized the content of the Xuanque Flying Needle in his chest, Master Zhikong did not leave Zhuo Yue, after all, Master Zhikong knew that Zhuo Yue belonged to that world.

"Xiao Zhuo, I didn't leave it to you, just leave you a few words, I hope you cherish it!" Master Zhikong is no longer called a donor and an old man, Zhuo Yue can't help but feel more cordial, these days of getting along, everyone has gradually found the feeling of a family, Zhuo Yue is really a little bit of a feeling that he can't take a step.

"Master, please say, the children should keep in mind!" Zhuo Yue humbly bowed to Master Zhikong, Master Zhikong looked at Zhuo Yue, and then looked at a few clouds floating in the sky, and said with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Power and fame and fortune, but the clouds and smoke are too much, don't pay too much attention, everything is just as fate and everything as you like!" ”