Chapter Eighty-Four: The Power of the Yuan Sheng
After Hua Feng took Yun Meng and Bai Feng to have a simple lunch, he strolled in Wudang Mountain in the afternoon, and many Wudang Mountain Dao people practiced in the martial arts arena. Hua Feng knows that there has always been a saying in Chinese martial arts that "Shaolin is admired in the north and Wudang is respected in the south".
Seeing Hua Feng's fascination, Bai Feng stepped forward to explain the history of Wudang martial arts to the two of them
"Wudang martial arts has a deep relationship with Wudang Taoism. When Wudang Taoist priests are practicing the Tao, they are often accompanied by the practice of martial arts. Before the Song Dynasty, the martial arts masters among the Wudang Taoists were extraordinary. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Wudang Taoist Zhang Sanfeng collected the culmination of Wudang boxing skills and founded Wudang Neijiaquan, which was respected as the founding patriarch of Wudang martial arts and laid the foundation for the development of Wudang martial arts.
Due to the influence of Wudang martial arts by the tradition of Taoist secrecy and single transmission, Wudang martial arts have been hidden for a long time. From the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China, due to social turmoil and the decline of Taoism, many Taoists left the mountains and returned to the customs, and Wudang martial arts spread among the people. ”
"And how did they evolve?" Hua Feng asked.
"On the basis of inheriting the ancient martial arts offensive and defensive theories, Wudang Wushu uses some principles in the Yi and the experience of Taoist Neidan Gongfa to gradually form its own theoretical system and unique style of routines. The core of its theory is the growth and decline of yin and yang, the evolution of gossip, and the five elements. It is aimed at cultivating the heart and practicing self-defense and health care, and has the intention of not yet having the strength, involving four or two thousand catties, overcoming rigidity with softness, preemptive strikes, distinguishing the inch by inch, and controlling the enemy in the grappling.
Wudang martial arts include Taijiquan, Xingyiquan, Baguazhang, Wudang Qigong, Wudang Sword and other boxing techniques and instruments. In the long-term development process, it has formed many types of boxing and sects, such as Neijia Boxing, Wudang Taiyi Five Elements Boxing, Wudang Chunyang Boxing, Wudang Dan School Swordsmanship, Zhaobao Taijiquan, Chen-style Taijiquan, Yang-style Taijiquan, Wu-style Taijiquan, Sun-style Taijiquan, Gongjia Southern School, etc. ”
Listening to Bai Feng's eloquent words, Yun Meng couldn't help but say, "Sister Bai Feng, it's so powerful!, but how do you know so clearly?"
Hua Feng also had some questions.
"Because, my master Lin Feng Zhenren once studied art in Wudang. Speaking of which, I am also the inheritor of Wudang martial arts. Bai Feng's rare smile was like a flower.
The fame of Wudang Mountain also benefits from its quiet, beautiful and strange scenery far away from the hustle and bustle of the city and the world.
Climbing the main peak "Tianzhu Peak" at an altitude of more than 1,600 meters, and being in the clouds, many people will feel a kind of pleasure that all the worldly worries are eliminated under their feet.
Hua Feng looked around, the seventy-two peaks towered over the sky, and they all bowed their heads, towards the main peak, just like the stars holding the moon, solemnly "ten thousand mountains come to the court".
A poet in the Yuan Dynasty said: "Seventy-two peaks are connected to the sky, and twenty-four streams of water are long." ”
In the area of Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain, the mountain is high and the valley is deep, the stream and the small stream are staggered, and there will be a feeling of birth that the vulgar thoughts disappear suddenly.
Hua Feng, Yun Meng, and Bai Feng are standing on the empty platform of Tianzhu Peak at this moment, looking into the distance, the sea of clouds is curling, as if they are in the fairy mountain.
"What a beautiful place!" Yun Meng couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, a fairyland on earth, Mo Ruosi. Hua Feng echoed.
Bai Feng didn't speak again, just looked at the undulating sea of clouds quietly.
About half an hour later, a bell rang through the valley.
"It's the summoning order of the Wudang faction, it's time for us to go and meet Zhang Sanfeng's seniors. "As a farmer in Wudang's neighborhood, Hua Feng could occasionally hear such a bell when he was cultivating before.
"Mmmm, let's go together!" Yun Meng trotted all the way to the Wudang main hall in a happy mood.
Bai Feng looked at Yun Meng, who was cheering like a bird, and set off to quickly follow with Hua Feng.
The Xuanmen monks of all factions who had gathered from all directions to hang out were now all looking forward to the encounter with the martial arts masters, although this moment came a little slowly.
In front of the main hall square of the Zixiao Palace of the Wudang Sect, thousands of people gathered in one place, just to wait for a legendary person - Zhang Sanfeng.
Zixiao Palace covers an area of 74,000 square meters, with 182 temples and a construction area of 8,553 square meters. The palace is 18 meters high, 30 meters wide, 12 meters deep, and has an area of more than 350 square meters. Among the many buildings, there are a wide range of talents, including wooden structures, copper casting, stone carvings, etc., all of which have reached a very high level of skill.
The whole building relies on the mountain, to take the desire to promote the first suppression, the first sparse and then dense, the end of the end, echoing each other from afar, the technique of echoing each other is built, hundreds of wide steps are stacked according to the mountain. Layers of lofty platform weather is strict, the halls and pavilions are lined up one after another, the red wall and green tiles are grand and magnificent, from the bottom to the top, the dragon and tiger hall, the stele pavilion, the ten square hall, the Zixiao hall, the parents hall, the two sides are the matching hall, the east and west palace and the east and west Taoist courtyards, the main and secondary are distinct, * solemn, very royal dojo style.
Zixiao Hall is the main hall of Zixiao Palace, and it is the only wooden structure hall with heavy eaves and mountain style preserved in Wudang Mountain. This is one of the few Taoist buildings with a large wooden structure of lifting beams in ancient Chinese architecture, its structure and layout are scientific and reasonable, the artistic style is coordinated and unified, and it is integrated with the natural environment, which has a unique style in the ancient buildings of Wudang Mountain.
It didn't take long for thousands of people to finally respond. I saw Zhang Sanfeng, who was dressed in a plain white robe, decorated with Taiji diagrams and golden characters, appeared in front of everyone, his eyes were sharp, his face was peaceful, and his white hair was fluttering. But the face is just the heroic state of a middle-aged person.
"Zhang Zhenren! Look! It's Zhang Zhenren!"
"It's the grandfather!
"I never thought that I would be able to meet the Founding Patriarch of the Yuan Saint level in my lifetime!haha...... It's not a dream, is it?"
"I can't imagine that the ancestor of the Wudang Sect is 871 years old and still so young, it's really unexpected!"
...... The exclamations of the audience are one after another, Zhang Sanfeng can't imagine that after hundreds of years, the world's attention to himself is still so high, looking at the disciples and grandchildren of the audience, the descendants of martial arts, his heart is full of mixed feelings, thousands of years of spring and autumn are like a dream, everything that has been turned into the past, and it is also true and illusory.
Just like he couldn't have imagined that at the bottom of the ruins, it was his long-time opponent Qi Qi who saved him, maybe it was fate, maybe it was something unknown that he once insisted on, thousands of years of time passed, at this moment, he stood in front of Zixiao Palace, this sect that became brilliant because of him, where he paid a lot of effort. He suddenly felt a little tired.
The current head of Wudang, Yichenzi, stood aside respectfully, not daring to snub his ancestor at all. That look, like a trained Taoist boy.
Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and his breathing fluctuated, and his aura gradually enveloped the audience.
A feeling of familiarity or strangeness lingered in the hearts of everyone present, some people may have felt it, most people still feel strange, but the feeling of facing a mountain is the same.