Chapter 8: The Ink School Gives Birth to the Door-Seeker Weapon
"Master, why is he sighing?"
"This kind of practice seems to be profound in our eyes, but as far as the teacher knows, this is only our way of practicing here, and the method of our practice is from a "Hong" celestial person, it is said that the cultivation section passed at that time was divided into forging the body, refining qi, Cheng Dan to Yuan Ying, and there are many more, but the "Hong" celestial said that we are limited by the aura here, and we cannot cultivate the Tao at a higher level, and our current method is divided according to those four stages. ”
"I understand, if there are really people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, although the heaven and the earth are limited, but if we work hard to cultivate, maybe we can also break the cage of heaven and earth, and we can also explore a higher realm. Don't be discouraged, Master, Zimo will work hard! ”
"Good, good!" Chi Songzi laughed with relief when she heard this, "With the boy Mo here, everything is possible." ”
Since then, Zimo has followed the red pine nut to learn the method of cultivation, sunrise and sunset, practice in the morning during the day, read and do carpentry in the afternoon, and meditate before going to bed at night to nourish qi, and the daily arrangement is full. Winter to spring, cold and summer festivals, a while, Zimo has been with the red pine nut to learn art for more than a year and a half, when it is really winter practice three nine summer practice three dogs, a body of muscles and bones in place to practice, all kinds of weapons are handy, arms shake, force up to 100 catties, ordinary men are no longer their opponents, legs kicked, egg thickness of the stake kicked off, the bow has been able to open seven bucket bows. The foundation section has been completed, and the internal strength of the body has also begun to have a shape, and the cold ice that is inch thick does not need to be chiseled, just stand on both feet, and the tea time can melt away the cold ice under the feet.
Other friends can't play often for the time being, but occasionally take the time, gather friends, hide in a clearing, start as a gentleman, teach some of the knowledge they have learned, and teach some martial arts.
This age group of eighty or ninety years old is the wildest time, climbing walls, digging birds' nests, drilling caves, hiding in the woods, learning to deploy soldiers, learning to line up formations, what is interesting to play, then there must be a family, there must be a gang.
On this day, Zimo was still learning art with Chi Songzi, and the other friends were privately hiding in front of a tall sun-rising stone to discuss whether we should give our gang a nice name. The little friends of Zimo's faction, regardless of size, listen to Zimo, so, someone suggested, it's better for our faction to be called "Mo faction", Zimo's ink, this proposal has been responded to by other partners, and the people of the Mo faction are called Mo people, and they are recognized by everyone, so what should the leader be called? Several friends discussed and discussed, but there was no suitable name.
Just when everyone was arguing, a voice came from behind him: "It's called 'Juzi'!" The children heard the sound and looked back, it turned out to be Zimo coming, this Zimo was wearing a gray coat, wearing straw sandals, it was a cold winter at this time, freezing three feet, and the snow covered the earth, but this Zimo seemed to not know the cold, and said while walking: "There are rules and rules to form a square circle, moment, measure the vector also, arrows, double feather arrows, once the direction is specified, it will be unswerving, huge, big." So, I named it 'Moment'. ”
Wow, there was a burst of applause, "Okay, great, it's called Juzi, and our leader is called Juzi." The friends jumped and shouted, "In the future, Zimo will be the moment of our ink faction." ”
In this year, on the winter solstice in 472 BC, the Mo School was born, and the first Juzi took office. Members of the Kaipai member group, Zimo (9 years old), Tengchong (14 years old), Tengfei (12 years old), Zimu (10 years old), Xue Kui (9 years old), Fuqiu (6 years old), a total of six people. Later generations called these five people except Zimo as the five dukes of the Mo family. It's not that these five people have much achievement, but these five people are the founders of the Kaipai, and these five people live in seclusion behind the scenes and do their best to serve the Mo family.
After deciding on the name of his faction, Zimo said to the five friends: "Since we have already decided on a faction, we also have the weapons of our own sect, let's go, let's go up the mountain, look for that good wood, I will make some weapons for you, so as not to fall behind the majesty of our Mo faction." ”
How can a boy not love weapons, as soon as he heard Zimo say this, several friends danced with joy and cheered in unison. Zimo first went back to the house and took a firewood knife and stuck it in his back, and then returned, and then the six of them walked towards Huishan.
On the way, Teng Chong looked at Zimo's straw sandals, and couldn't help frowning: "Zimo, why are you still wearing straw sandals, don't frostbite your feet in this cold winter." ”
"Haha, Brother Chong, don't worry, it's not that you don't know, I've not been afraid of cold and heat since I was a child, and I have been practicing with my master for so long, not to mention that cold and heat are not invasive, it is also frost and heat resistant."
"Hehe, that's right, we can't compare to you freak." Teng Chong laughed.
Xiao Fuqiu rubbed his hands and followed the side, some couldn't keep up with the speed, and said: "Brother Zimo, let's go up the mountain, how far can we go, at this time, will we encounter wolves and wild boars or something?" ”
Xue Kui, this kid, picked his eyelids with both hands and shouted at Xiao Fuqiu, "Wow! I'm the Big Bad Wolf! Bite Fugaoka's stinky ass! The frightened Fuqiu shouted wow.
Along the way, the partners were playing and having fun. Walking through the thick bushes, stepping through the snow that reached the calf, and occasionally startling a pheasant or two, and scaring away a few hares.
The north wind was blowing, and all the frozen little faces were red, rubbing their hands, covering their ears, rubbing their faces, and baring their teeth, but Zimo's little face was also red, but there was no reaction.
"Brother Zimo, how long will it take to walk, my hands are almost frozen." Fuqiu grinned, and his words were a little inarticulate.
"Yes, Zimo, how long do we have to go, even I'm too cold, don't freeze a few of them." Teng Chong covered his ears and asked.
Zimo stopped, looked at these friends, looked at the mountain again, and said: "I know that there is a tree on that mountain called Iron Knife Wood, which is extremely hard and very suitable for making weapons, but the tree is a little difficult to find, and it will only have to go over a small hill." He looked down for a moment, raised his head and smiled, "Yes, I'll find you something to warm up later." ”
Before his little friend asked, this Zimo grabbed it with both hands, took two handfuls of snow balls on the spot, and ran forward, "You wait here for a while, I'll go back." As he spoke, the man disappeared into the vast sea of snow.
That Zimo held two snow balls, running all the way, using the ability to see six ways and listen to all directions, after a while, under the roots of the tree in front of him, he found a little rabbit, this Zimo raised his hand, 'snapped', the snow ball was in the rabbit's ear, the rabbit did not have any reaction, it was stunned, this is still Zimo's control strength, otherwise this time, the skull will be shattered. When he came to the rabbit, he lifted it up, and ran forward again, and in a while he found another, and the other snow ball flew out and grabbed another. In this way, Zimo caught five rabbits in a row, gray, white, and gray and white.
Carrying the five rabbits in both hands, Zimo went back, "Haha, the warmer is here, come, one for each person." "Distribute the rabbit, fingers in turn in the rabbit's ear pressed, it's really strange, I don't know what trick this ink used, the rabbit was pressed by this, actually woke up, staring at the big eyes about to run, how can the little friend let the rabbit escape, two little hands tightly hugged the rabbit, the little hands under the rabbit's fur, that warm, this is really a good way.
A few people began to walk towards the mountain again, and with the little rabbit for warmth, the little friend was not afraid of the cold, and soon turned over a small hill. Very lucky, as soon as he crossed the hill, Zimo's eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead and shouted: "I found it, look, it's Iron Daomu, when I cut them off, let's take them back, and we can make weapons."
I saw that the tree was more than 30 meters high, the thickness of an adult's thigh, the trunk was straight, even the branches were very straight, and there were a few dead leaves hanging on individual branches.
Without waiting for the reaction of those partners, Zimo jumped forward, found a place at the root of the tree, and opened the firewood knife, which was a fierce split. This iron knife wood is really not simple, Zimo slashed down, and it only broke the bark, and the main body of the trunk also had a shallow mark. It took a few cuts to make a finger-thick incision.
"How? This iron knife is hard enough. Zimo laughed, "It takes so many knives to cut so deep." ”
"Wow, yes, that's so thick, but when will it be cut?" Tengfei hugged the little rabbit and frowned.
"Hehe, don't worry, Ah Fei, I'm just an ordinary chopping method, you go back and see what I learned from my master." Zimo signaled to take off and retreat, stood on the stake with both legs, held the knife in both hands, raised his arms forward, and the dantian was drumming, and he saw a sudden qi gradually surging towards the knife body, and when the qi completely covered the knife body, he saw that Zimo shouted "Cut!" ", a knife slashed at the tree, but this knife is not simple, a third of it is sunk in, and the knife seems to have magical power." Chop! I'll cut it again! Zimo was full of energy, swung three knives in a row, and then looked at Zimo, his head was steaming and sweating.
Look at the iron knife wood again, under the action of these three knives, it seems that there is no reaction, and it is still standing there.
"Zimo, I obviously saw that your knife had cut down the big tree, why didn't the big tree fall?"
Zimo stuck the knife in his back with his backhand and clapped his hands, "I'll practice one-finger meditation for you." Then he put his index finger on the iron knife and wood, "Pour." ”
"Woohaha" The group of friends laughed for a while, but it was Zimo who blew the cowhide, and the finger Zen did not see the magic effect, and the big tree did not move.
"I'm sorry, I haven't practiced for a long time, and I don't have enough strength. Look at my two-finger Zen again. Stretching out his two fingers, he just pointed to the big tree, suddenly frowned, and looked up at the big tree, "Ah, something almost happened, Brother Chong, you hurry up and take them to both sides, fortunately, this iron knife and wood did not fall, otherwise it would have hit you just now." ”
It turned out that when this Zimo was about to point to the big tree, a bright light flashed in his mind, this big tree cut down little by little with an axe or knife, cut off a lot of debris, and formed a big gap on the side of the felling, which usually fell to the side of the felling first, but he didn't have that gap with the knife just now, the upper part of the tree was still standing on the stump, if he pushed the big tree below, it was bound that the big tree would fall to the side where he was standing. This is due to the fact that the canopy above is very large and heavy, and it is difficult to move, if you stand under the tree and push the trunk, the incision will move, and the crown will not move, and it will fall to the side of the tree pusher. Once that group of friends saw the big tree smashing it, if they were stunned and lost their minds, wouldn't something big happen. So I had the reminder just now.
When Teng Chong and the others ran to the sides, this Mo Fang had enough strength, and he didn't need to use two fingers to Zen, and directly pushed his hands towards the big tree. Sure enough, as Zimo expected, the big tree was pushed by it, and it was in the direction where Zimo was standing, there was a sound of clattering branches colliding and breaking, and the big tree began to fall slowly on its side, and then the speed became faster and faster, and with a bang, it smashed on the snow, raising a burst of snow mist. Na Zimo had fled the place as soon as the tree tilted, standing with his friends. Looking at the momentum of the fall of this big tree, he slapped his chest one by one and shouted, "It's so dangerous!" ”
When the snow and mist dissipated, Zimo and his friends stepped forward, "This iron knife wood is not easy to use for chopping wood and burning fire, let's use some of its branches as weapons." "In the case of Zimo's selection, he cut five good branches and broke them into more than one person's length, one for each of the five people, and Zimo didn't need to take it again because he already had a long knife.
After getting the trunk of the tree, several people began to walk back through the snow, at this time, it was almost dark, and the north wind gradually blew, and the wind raised the snow to form a burst of snow, which hit the face very painfully, and the temperature was even lower.
The snow continued to drill along the collar to the neck, extremely cold, several people shrunk their necks, clamped the iron knife wood under their armpits, held the little rabbit with both hands, squinted their eyes, lowered their heads sideways, and followed Zimo's footprints when they came, six people were one foot deep and one foot shallow. Zimo walked in the forefront to open the way, followed by Tengfei, Zimu, Xue Kui, Fuqiu, Tengchong is the largest, so the palace is behind. As soon as I crossed the first hill, night fell, and it was hard to tell where I was coming from. If it weren't for Zimo leading the way, I'm afraid a few people would have lost their way.
"Let's hurry up, or the adults won't see that we're going to be in a hurry." Zimo shouted as he walked, "Brother Chong, you are following behind, and you shout when you find that you are lagging behind!" ”
"Okay, Zimo! Be careful, don't go the wrong way! ”
"Got it! Fellows of the Ink Sect! You can use the luck I taught you as you walk, so that your blood can move and move around your body, and you won't get frostbitten! Believe in your moments! ”