Chapter 12: The Verse (II)

He opened the sword teaching of the Yuemen Sword Sect, and suddenly, a person appeared on the screen like a real person, practicing swordsmanship, Fang Xin was engrossed, paying attention to any of his moves.

Nowadays, technology can even record every subtle movement, and play this action from different sides, as well as relevant researchers, comments and interpretations of these movements, as well as the means and goals of exercise.

To practice swordsmanship, the first difficulty is to fully appreciate the main points of its movements, and the second is that the practitioner's physical qualities can be displayed, and Fang Xin is not a problem with these two points.

The spirit of transformation, his memory is very strong, of course, compared to the camera, it is much worse, but it is enough, repeatedly watching the first set of swordsmanship, and then watching the accompanying textbook, about the limits of human movement and the principle of targeted attack, as well as the knowledge of mechanics and human body, Fang Xin thoughtfully.

"Play the Human Animation Virtual!" Fang Xin said.

Suddenly, the real person became a virtual animation, also holding this set of cross-door swordsmanship, more than a dozen ordinary people held long knives and went up, this person slashed and killed all the other party one by one, the movements were smooth, and every move was extremely accurate.

Fang Xin was firmly attracted by this tutorial!

In the textbook, each action is to maximize the strength of one's own human body, and the limits of the opponent's human body, and use the environment and actions to expose the "limit" of the opponent's movements!

The principle of the so-called swordsmanship, and even martial arts, is to strengthen the limits of one's own body, and to move and strength, not to exceed one's own limits, so that oneself is always protected.

In the art of war, this is to make the strength always maintain a certain degree of cohesion, and be able to take care of each other.

And attack and guide the opponent, so that the opponent's strength and movements are out of the limit of protection, so that you can kill with one hit, crisply and neatly.

In this world, this is called the Limit Circle, or the Survival Circle.

Of course, the limit circle of a person who has undergone cultivation is completely different from the limit circle of ordinary people.

Fang Xin suddenly realized, remembering these movements with hunger and thirst, and analyzing the principles of martial arts and swordsmanship throughout the process.

On the earth, this kind of scientific and systematic martial arts rarely exists, and even if it does, it will not be popularized to the public, but in this world, these are all interests, as long as those who are interested, they can really study and learn.

It seemed to be only a few seconds, and after a clang, a female voice interrupted his study: "3 o'clock has arrived, 3 o'clock has arrived, you have the next work to do." ”

Fang Xin was startled, only then did he wake up from the way of the sword, looked at the time, it was indeed three o'clock, and immediately hurriedly ordered a set of nutritious fast food, and after gobbling it up, he put on a monk's robe, and went directly to Qingshu Hospital by car.

The area of Qingshu Hospital was very large, and the garden and trees were full, but as soon as he walked in, Fang Xin frowned, he felt that there was a cold aura inside, it was too much of a death aura.

After showing the card and information, a nurse from the hospital stepped forward, although she was very strange to this young monk, but it did not hinder her words: "Yes, Mr. Chu Yishun is not good enough, his children have gone abroad and have not returned, you came at the right time." ”

Three days passed quickly. The last moment is still coming.

Although the medical skills in this world are very high, there is a heavy price to pay, and it is impossible for society to give everyone the most complete treatment.

When I walked in, I found that a thin old man was sleeping, or it was more correct to be semi-comatose, and there was already a strong aura of death on his body.

Fang Xin quickly adjusted his mentality, he was not happy and carefree, and stopped the nurse's movements, so the nurse pushed the door and walked in.

Fang Xin opened the Houtu Sutra.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, body to the earth, however, thou needest not suffer and sorrow, death is the cycle of life, without the slightest cover-up, hypocrisy, darkness."

"The six realms of post-earthization are so that you will not dissipate and degenerate."

"The Tao is not contempt, from the high downward, there is no need to despise, the high is not to abandon the low, but to let you know that you are the eternal seed, but I am your parents, love and guide, so that you can walk on the path of true righteousness, before this, I want to live and protect you!"

Fang believed in it, and only then read the last sentence, and suddenly, a white light invisible to the naked eye descended on this room, and constantly showered on his body, the black qi enveloping the old man's body was digested, but the breath of death was still retained.

Fang Xin read it intently, and the same invisible golden light of morality emanated from the jade ruyi, combined with the white light, and sprinkled into the old man's body.

Thirty-six times, Fang Xin read it over and over again, indifferent to the vision.

I don't know how long it took, I read it all, at this time, it was already half past four in the afternoon, but the rain had all stopped, revealing the golden sunset, Fang Xin got up, opened the door and went out, and said to the nurse outside: "I'll come back at this time tomorrow." ”

After saying that, he came out directly.

I don't know why, ordinary people will be shocked and moved when they see these visions with their spiritual eyes, and even affect their outlook on life and the world.

Fang Xin walked down and remembered one more thing, that is, Grandpa Qian Meng was also in Qingshu Hospital, at No. 199 on the sixth floor of the third floor, and he had promised her to go and see it.

At that moment, he stopped, bought some flowers and some fruits in the relevant store of the hospital, turned to this room, and sure enough, after knocking on the door, he saw Qian Meng.

After only a few days of not seeing him, Qian Meng suddenly became a lot haggard, but when she opened the door and saw that it was him, her eyes lit up, and the joy of that moment was almost radiant.

"Fang Xin, you're here, grandpa, Fang Xin has come to see you." Qian Meng hurriedly turned around and said.

Fang Xin nodded, and when he went in, Grandpa Qian was on the bed, showing a hint of a smile.

"Master Qian, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I can't die yet, I want to watch the money girl get married!" Qian Lao said: "However, you just come to see me, what else do you want to buy?" ”

"Grandpa!" Qian Meng hurriedly shouted.

"That's good, it's good to have this spirit, as for things, it's just these flowers and fruits, Master Qian, you taught me to be a puppet, and I am also my master, shouldn't this thing be?" Fang Xin smiled, he carefully arranged the flowers into the vase, and he also learned a little flower arrangement, although it was not in the stream, but it also looked good.

The fragrance of flowers suddenly flowed into the entire room, making everyone feel shocked.

After saying something, he didn't have much in common with the old man, so Fang Xin chatted with Qian Meng.

"This time, the animation of the Encyclopedia of Chinese Civilization has been made."

"Well, I saw it on the news, saying that the government mobilized a lot of forces to make it, and made the history of China into fragments and expressed them in the form of animations, and the commonly read nouns, even including famous books, are among them."

"That Fang Xin, have you read it?"

"Not yet." Official animation, there is always a taste of publicity.

"I've watched a few episodes, and it's really good, isn't it? It is said that Miss Iath is participating! ”

"Miss Iath? I don't know much about her. Fang Xin said indifferently, this woman was mysterious and unpredictable, and it was not something he could get close to at the moment.

Yi Aisi is praised as the goddess of the East and is famous all over the world, what teenager does not regard her as the goddess of his dreams now?

When Qian Meng saw Fang Xin's attitude, he was secretly happy in his heart, and even his voice was a little happier.

However, for her, the good day was not long, and half an hour later, Fang Xin politely said goodbye, which made her feel a lot of melancholy.

At a young age, there are so many emotions.