Chapter 1: Martial Arts
It had been eighteen years since Long Aotian arrived on this ground, and he had almost forgotten all the things before his death.
After 5,000 years of development, the ancients had, we have, the ancients did not have, we also made it for him, the prosperity of the technique is far from being comparable to the world, and the martial arts halls of various sects and factions are everywhere.
Jianghu is not a legend here.
Even if the so-called "giants" and the like have once pickled the world of technical strikes, there are not many people who have real skills.
Today's Long Aotian is standing on a stake at home.
The pockmarked face has wide lips, high forehead and thin eyes, both sides of the forehead standing, the center is concave, the horse face pouts, the big ears and nose are uplifted, the eyebrows and eyes are erected, the eye sockets are sunken, the facial features are not correct, it looks like a human being, it looks like a dragon's head, and it matches the magical face.
But it's not pleasing to the eye, it's ugly to death, this is Zhang Wu's edge.
His margin, and the Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang on the sweat and green, the foundation is carved out of a model, and the title of this margin is called "True Dragon Emperor Statue!" β
But it's a pity that Long Ao was born in the world, and the dragon swims in shallow water, and no one knows the doorway on this side, only this side is "so ugly!" β
And Long Aotian's method of standing on the pile is precisely the three-body round pile of the source of ten thousand laws.
He was born to learn Xingyi Boxing, the ten-story level of the round pile, and the Su Shi once stood on the third layer, mixed with the yuan.
In the process of standing on the pile, the hands are separated and hugged in front of the chest, which is the round pile.
First of all, you should hold the air between your hands and feel the "balloon" condensed between your arms
Then push forward with both hands, feel the resistance, pull outward, feel the pull, squeeze inward, feel the push, lift up, feel the pressure of the atmosphere, put down, feel the buoyancy of the atmosphere.
In short, no matter which direction you move the ball to, you feel resistance, which is the so-called "people are in the air, and the gas is in the people".
Long Aotian thought that he would reach this world, that is, after standing in the mixed element, he would test the result of the fourth layer of the "fetal breath" of the pile.
To engage in fetal breath, it is necessary to use the power of magnetic field to find an extra place, and the atmosphere must be lively, so that Xu Caiqi can easily feel natural.
After the thunderstorm, the dragon Ao Tianwu stood on a stake in the barren mountains and mountains and stood himself to death.
After the rain, the atmosphere is lively, the power of plants and trees is thriving, the life materials of the air wave increase, the so-called rain is clear, the warbler cries swallows, people despise people after the rain, they will feel comfortable, at this time it is suitable to stand on the pile, and do the work.
And at the point of fetal breathing, you should stand continuously in a place where your vitality is thriving, compared to what you think is that the big trees are breathing, the flowers are breathing, and the whole planet is breathing, at this moment, you will feel that your body is also breathing, and the dantian is exhaling and inhaling, and this is what it is.
As a result, Long Aotian was at the time of cultivating the fetus, and there was a reason for it, and the person fell to the ground, so he lay on the ground and died!
Then I only felt that my soul was in the womb, really fetal breath, the ground ruffian for ten months, every day was very comfortable, there was chaos to nourish, in addition to sleeping, that is, to inhale the chaos gas, and then felt the work of the outside world, obviously not even eyes, but I just knew.
And Long Aotian is as good as Xu was born.
In addition to being healthier than mortals, never suffering from illness, and losing face many times better than mortals, he is also an ordinary person.
There is no vision of his origin, and there are no immortals who accept apprentices, and he is eighteen years old in the blink of an eye.
If you want to practice Xingyi boxing, you must need to have a thorough development of the bones before you can practice, otherwise you will practice boxing when you are young, and your body will not grow tall, and you will fall into big drawbacks.
Long Aotian was deeply affected by it, he was a child and engaged in standing piles, but in the end of the law, he stood up with a sense of anger, which is all talent, but he didn't repent until he became an adult, and his height of one meter five was unfortunate!
thought that after rehabilitation, he was willing to practice martial arts a little later, and he had to wait until his body was completely developed, and if he was a dwarf again, he was willing to die!
simply God still favored him, not very tall, just a very ordinary 1.73 meters, but it also made Zhang Wu content.
It's just that the figure has changed, and the standing pile should also start from the very foundation.
All morning, Long Aotian was standing in the pile, vigorously mediating his own smell.
Until the hands have a feeling of swelling and pain, with the lengthening of time, gradually to the arms, chest, back, waist and abdomen, legs and feet. After all, the whole body has a feeling of numbness and swelling.
There was a sense of gas.
"Xiaotian, have you come out with the results of the college entrance examination?" The mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, asked.
"I'll check" Long Aotian took the credit, spit out a kiss, and sighed that the person who can not be confused in the stomach is openly sharp.
His current figure is a hundred times stronger than that of Su Shi, and his good roots are strong, but he just stood up in the morning, and he was all alarmist.
Turning on the computer and looking at his results, Long Aotian smiled bitterly.
Even if he has the image of the old world, he was a bad protΓ©gΓ© in his last life, and he didn't know anything about class.
If you don't study hard, the retribution will come to this life, don't talk about famous schools, whether you can go to school continuously or not, it's all two words.
Mother walked over, looked at the scores, and hung her head in silence.
Her son has been very sensible since he was a child, and in the past 18 years, except for the poor study, all the rest have made her very freehand.
Other people's children will be sick, afraid of falling, and need to be taken care of, and want to raise him, but I don't know how much it will take.
And Long Aotian, from the moment he was born, he was like the legendary sage, all of which made you unable to find faults.
When you were just born, you were ignorant, when you were sleeping, he didn't cry or disturb, just sat there quietly, until you woke up, he would show you an innocent smile, so that you could feel very close when you looked at it.
When he is hungry, he will look at the bottle and tell you that it is time to feed.
Other people's children will be naughty, picky eaters, and cause trouble, but Long Aotian is never as good as Xu, he acts like an adult, knows how to advance and retreat, understands reason, and is not like a child at all, there is no need for people to coax, and you don't have to worry about it.
Until I went to school, the result of elementary school was 100 points, all prodigies, but in junior high school, I could only be regarded as middle and upper, and in high school, I simply lost my head in the world, and the door was at the bottom.
For this matter, his mother also trained Long Aotian many times, but every time he listened quietly, and you contradicted the noise.
"Xiao Wu, you and your mother have a good time, do you want to go to college or not, although our family is not very rich, but get you a famous school to study, you can still do it" The mother looked at her son, her eyes were full of love, and she hoped that her son would become a dragon, and she would not make an exception.
Long Aotian had already made up his mind in his heart, and replied: "Mom, I want to practice martial arts!" β
Looking at Long Aotian's strong eyes, his mother also knew that no one could persuade her son to work, but she was still reluctant, and said: "When your father returns, let's ask him for his opinion, if he supports you, my mother has nothing to say." β
"Good!" Long Aotian responded quietly.
Father is the pillar of the family, the general manager of a large company, a few years, from a working boy, to the general manager of tens of thousands of people, its road is glorious, the times are rare Long Aotian to make suggestions.
At dinner, the family sat all the way, Long Aotian once pulled five bowls of rice, and he was still eating, he was like a promise since he was a child, and he really couldn't afford to support him for ordinary families.
"His dad, Xiaotian's college entrance examination score has come down, he is not very ambitious, he doesn't want to go to school anymore, he wants to practice martial arts, what do you think?" The mother was serving vegetables to her husband and son, and asked Zhang Zhiwei on the other.
"Xiaotian, what hope do you have in the future, those who practice martial arts, except for being loyal to the government, becoming thugs, joining the army, or defecting to the chaebol, as if there is no future?" The father put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at his son.
"That's the choice of ordinary people, high can not be low, in order to survive to go to others, real masters, are high-ranking officials and giants come to ask for counseling, you want to see, it depends on whether I am in a good mood! If I'm not in a good mood, just say that today is not an auspicious day for the zodiac, and I'll come back another day! If I'm in a good mood, why not tutor you for a couple of sentences? β
"Dad, at your level, you should know that there are such people, right?" Long Aotian looked at his father, replied with a serious attitude, and spoke when he was pulling rice, which was disrespectful to others.
"Yes, yes, but I'm just Qi Dongye...... But Xiao Wu, if you abandon your studies and don't have a graduation certificate from a famous brand, it will be difficult to find a job in the future, and you will always get married and have children! β
When her mother confronted her as usual, she only hoped that her son would be peaceful, get married, and inherit the lineage.
People who practice martial arts fight to the death, and the work of Ru Xu is often reported on TV, and a word of disagreement kills people, and the government doesn't care, just a sentence of vendetta in the rivers and lakes, and she doesn't want her son to live as promised.
"Mom, I ignore your son too much, your son is a real dragon statue, he can do it without learning, he is not an ordinary person, the so-called giant, in the eyes of the rest of the people, it is unexpected, but in my opinion, it is not difficult!"
Long Aotian's proud reply made Zhang Zhiwei shine at present, and Yang Xin was even more intimidated by his son's style, and he couldn't say anything about persuasion anymore.