People have three hundred and sixty veins, Ren Du two veins, belonging to the eight veins of the Qi Jing, the so-called Qi Jing, not the viscera, no surface and inside cooperation, follow the line of other strange lines, such as the Ren vein, also called "the sea of yin veins". And the essence and spirit in Tang Bai's body are along the Ren vein, through the nose and mouth, through the throat, until the heart, and through the abdomen and navel, until three inches below the umbilicus, through the dantian through the crotch fold up, until the lower magpie bridge, and then along the Du pulse up, over the tail lu, along the spine up, after the neck into the head, and then along the brain to the face door, forming Zhoutian.

All of a sudden, Tang Bai was inexplicably settled, in a trance, like the rotation of yin and yang between heaven and earth, a small particle rotated in the dantian, turning and turning, chaotic, trance, bright and clear, the vast universe is gradually shrinking, like a mountain, like a house, like the whole person, all transferred into the dantian, forming a red and white ball of light, constantly rotating.

At the same time, the white light in the room was flourishing, and the images and words on the three pages of gold paper turned into countless points of light, which poured into his body with Tang Bai's breath guidance;

When he opened his eyes, it was like electricity in the void, and in an instant, the scenery in the house was as clear as the day, and for a while, he felt that his body and mind were extremely relaxed, as if he had been carrying a heavy burden in his previous life, and he did not easily put it down until this time; in the lower abdomen, there seemed to be a warm air flow gushing out, flowing all over the body, and it seemed to have infinite strength, like the water of a river, endless. He was in a happy mood, stretched his waist, only to find that the scriptures in his hand were missing, and he couldn't help but be shocked, lit the oil lamp, searched in the house, and finally disappeared, and couldn't help but think that someone must have sneaked into the house and took away the scriptures when he was settled.

The heart is unwilling, 'cultivating the heart is not right, it is rare to find its truth', the master taught by words and deeds, between this gain and loss, Tang Bai found that he had not even learned the skin. The mood is uncertain, happy when you have it, and depressed when you lose it, what is a gentleman!

Helpless, Tang Bai had no choice but to comfort himself, he had already memorized the scriptures in his heart, so what did it matter if he gained or lost. Thinking about it like this, I calmed my mood and found that my body was greasy and uncomfortable, and I took a closer look, and there were stains on the back of my heart and hands, and then I opened my sleeves, and the black spots were dense and dense like the number of stars, and there were countless of them. Just as Xiao Ning knocked on the door and called the young master.

Tang Bai was not in a good mood, and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing!"

Tang Bai has always had a gentle temper, and he has always spoken softly with Xiao Ning, but at this time, his tone was angry, and there was an invisible majesty, which made Xiao Ning suddenly feel afraid in his heart, and for a while, he didn't dare to speak, and after a while, he didn't dare to push the door in, standing outside the door, and said timidly: "Less。。。。。。 Young Master, open 。。。。。。 It's time to eat!"

Since he was born, Tang Bai has never regarded himself as superior, and his world is equal between people. As soon as he opened his mouth, he regretted it a little, felt that his tone was too heavy, and he couldn't pull his face to apologize. Seeing Xiao Ning speak, his tone couldn't help but be much softer, and said, "I need to bathe and change clothes, Xiao Ning, you help prepare, please tell your father and mother, and come over later." With that, open the window and let the wind pour in to drive away the stench.

After bathing, he changed into a new shirt, and when the evening breeze blew, Tang Bai only felt relaxed and happy; he was already a senseless temperament, and he would not forget the scriptures if he lost them; when he entered the hall, he saw his parents sitting at the table, talking softly; there were two green vegetables, a roast chicken, and a steamed fish, which were exuding an attractive fragrance.

Tang Bai called out to his father and mother, and just sat down at the table, Xiao Ning hurriedly went to help add food; Tang Xingjun glanced up at Tang Bai and said, "The gentleman is punctual, do you know?"

When Tang Bai heard this, he didn't argue, and nodded honestly.

Tang Xingjun was about to speak, but Murong Xiuxiu couldn't help but say: "The gentleman eats and doesn't speak, do you know!" After saying that, he laughed to himself.

Tang Xingjun glanced at his wife and said: "Xiuxiu, you will spoil him, the ancients said: three years old looks old." It means that a person's character should be cultivated from an early age. Parents need to tell him what is right and what is wrong. ”

Murong Xiuxiu replied dissatisfiedly: "What the ancients said is not necessarily right, what is right and wrong in the world, Xiaobai can tell the difference, I don't know about other children, but Xiaobai has made a big mistake since he was sensible?"

When Tang Xingjun heard this, he was speechless, smiled bitterly, and wanted to eat, as if he remembered something again, and said: "Uncle has something to say, Xiaobai is not young, and he should enter the steaming boxing." ”

The Tang family's boxing method is dominated by strength and might, like a raging sun, and there is no return. However, the human body is divided into yin and yang, solitary yin does not grow, and solitary yang does not grow. Therefore, after the children of the Tang family learn boxing, they will enter the steamer to use medicinal herbs to regulate the body and adjust the balance of yin and yang.

After the meal, Tang Bai went back to the hut alone and recited the scriptures silently.

Speechless all night, the yin descended and the sun rose, the red glow was like fire, and Tang Xingjun woke up Tang Bai at this time in Tianwei.

In the same way, at the beginning of everything in the morning, the heaven and earth exude vitality, for those who practice martial arts, exercising their bodies at this time, invigorating blood and refining tendons, there are great benefits.

There is an open space in the backyard of the Tang family, covering an extremely wide area, and on the ground, there are eighteen kinds of weapons, and stone locks of different weights can be seen everywhere. The weapons seem to have seen blood, exuding a terrifying ferocity.

There are dozens of people standing in the martial arts training field, not all of them are sturdy men, there are also teenagers, everyone is naked with their upper bodies, their bodies are full of sweat, they are neatly playing a set of boxing techniques, the strength is strong, neat as one, the fist wind is whistling, the air is shaking, every time you punch, it seems that the whole body strength is concentrated on the two fists, between the movement and the opening and closing, such as the bow full of arrows, fast and fast. A powerful cheer, like rolling thunder, is not majestic.

The catastrophe seven years ago killed many people, and it also made the people of the Tang family more aware of how important it is to be strong.

For martial arts, Tang Bai's understanding also comes from novels, films and television in his previous life. He didn't have the slightest interest in the routines of boxing, and the sweaty figures on the martial arts training ground looked particularly clumsy in Tang Bai's eyes.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Tang Xingjun looked at Tang Bai seriously, and suddenly said: "Xiaobai, why don't you have the desire to practice boxing in your eyes, aren't you curious at all?"

"Yes!" Tang Bai nodded, undisguised from his thoughts.

"Why?" Tang Xingjun looked at Tang Bai in puzzlement.

Tang Bai said as a matter of course: "It's too simple!"

Tang Xingjun smiled, his son is very smart, but the smarter people are, the more they like complex things, but they don't know that the simpler things are, the more difficult it is to do them well. He couldn't help asking, "Is it easier than chopping wood?"

Tang Bai shook his head, he refused to answer such childish questions.

So, Tang Xingjun took Tang Bai to the firewood room again, he had to let Tang Bai understand a truth, even the simplest things, it is not easy to do it well.

Tang Xingjun did not say these truths, there are many truths, and only those who have realized it will belong to themselves. He didn't force Tang Bai either, he felt that the way to educate children was like digging channels, so that children could naturally grow up in the direction he arranged, which was what he should do.

The servant in charge of the Tang family's firewood room is surnamed Liu, because his hair is gray and hunchbacked, he looks like an old man, and even has deep wrinkles on his face, so everyone usually likes to call him Old Man Liu.

Old man Liu is not an old man, last June, he just passed his 37th birthday, and he was in the prime of life.

This is also the first time Tang Bai has seen Old Man Liu, he is chopping wood, looking from a distance, the axe in his hand is like lightning across the sky, the silver light flashed, and the wood became two halves.

Tang Bai thought he was a martial arts master, and this was all written in the novels. But Tang Xingjun told him that Old Man Liu was just a servant who could chop wood.

Old man Liu is a very silent person, all he has to do every day is chopping wood. As a result, Tang Bai also became very silent, many times, he stayed in the Tang family's firewood room, and more often he was chopping firewood. For a few days, he was as tired as a dog, his arms were swollen and as thick as his thighs, and he found that chopping wood was not an easy task. He also found that Old Man Liu was indeed a master, a master of splitting materials.

Old man Liu knows the material of different woods, knows how to exert force, knows which position of the axe is sharper, and more importantly, habits.

Habit is a terrible force.

Tang Bai is also used to it, accustomed to reciting scriptures silently all the time, chopping wood, walking, eating, sleeping, all without stopping, his breathing has become very rhythmic, even speaking, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, very weird, but after a while, he found that there is more power in his body, and he is a little excited, because he understands that this power is angry.

The strength is expressed in the outside, and the qi is stored in the inside, so it is called the strength of the qi; the martial arts has the practice of both internal and external cultivation, so it is divided into external and internal strength. Tang Bai's concept of martial arts has long been brainwashed by various novels, films and televisions, and when qi suddenly appeared in his body, he was excited for several days and nights.

A few days later, he suddenly understood what Xiaopang said: "Reality is a wooden stick, often when you have a beautiful fantasy, it will knock you awake with a stick." ”

Between fantasy and reality, there is the distance between two planets, Tang Bai was very frustrated by the stick of reality, and he couldn't even use chopping wood with his all-powerful internal strength, as if this power did not belong to him. Until one day, he found that the children of the Tang family who practiced boxing in the martial arts field made a sound of cheering from time to time, between the mouth and nose, the breath was like a dragon, he couldn't help but start with a fist, and also followed the shouting, only to feel that the power hidden in the lower abdomen, with the sound of drinking Ha came from an unfamiliar vein, flowing in the arms, gathered in the fist, and then waved, bringing a gust of breeze. He suddenly understood that the use of qi required methods. Just like the Tang family's boxing method, it seems to have life in an instant, punch by punch, like layers of power constantly superimposed; between advance and retreat, the force is skillful, the breath is breathing, there is a natural law, driving the strength of the whole body; Tang Bai knew that the Tang family's boxing method is really not simple.