Chapter 41: Tai Chi Gong
Heavy snow falls, sometimes in the depths of winter.
It has been more than three months since I came to the world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer, and it has been three months since I worshipped Zhang Sanfeng as my teacher, and Zhang Chen has almost mastered the martial arts of the Wudang faction.
But knowing that Zhang Sanfeng has Tai Chi and Tai Chi Sword, Zhang Chen has not learned it, and his heart is as itchy as a cat scratching.
On this day, Zhang Chen had already cultivated the Pure Yang Wuji Gong to a slight extent, and he couldn't resist the yearning for Tai Chi Gong in his heart, so he came to Zhang Sanfeng alone.
"Master! Disciple Zhang Chen asks to see! ”
Standing outside Zhang Sanfeng's door, Zhang Chen said in a clear voice but not very loudly, this voice acted on a trace of internal force.
"It's Hachi, come in."
Zhang Chen ranked eighth among Zhang Sanfeng's disciples, so Zhang Sanfeng called him Xiaoba.
With the permission of the master, Zhang Chen pushed the door in.
"I know why you're here."
Looking at Zhang Chen with a smile, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said.
"How will the master know?"
Zhang Chen was puzzled.
"Before you worshiped me as a teacher, you once said that you knew about this matter for 200 years, and you knew it for 200 years, and the master believed that the Tai Chi exercises I created would definitely be famous for future generations."
Zhang Sanfeng said confidently.
"What the master said is extremely true! Please teach me, master! ”
Anxiously kowtowed, Zhang Chen couldn't wait for Taijiquan.
"Then the master will first test how well you have learned before!"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled indifferently, then opened the door and flew out with a light step.
Understanding what Zhang Sanfeng meant, Zhang Chen's internal force was running at full speed, setting up Wudang Tiyun to desperately chase Zhang Sanfeng's figure.
To be honest, this kind of long-distance rush is still faster, and Zhang Chen is confident that he will catch up with Zhang Sanfeng directly with his wings.
However, Zhang Chen knew that Zhang Sanfeng was going to test his martial arts cultivation in the past few months, so he definitely couldn't use other methods
With a slight amount of internal strength and a light skill that has been perfected, Zhang Chen quickly caught up with Zhang Sanfeng.
"Huh?"
Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Zhang Chen in disbelief, then stopped and asked Zhang Chen, "What level has your internal cultivation reached?" ”
"The disciple's Wudang Pure Yang Gong has already become a little smaller."
Zhang Chen replied very proudly.
"How can you cultivate so fast?"
He had investigated Zhang Chen's physique before, and his physique martial arts training was just an ordinary asset, but now that he heard that he had cultivated a little bit, Zhang Sanfeng didn't suspect that Zhang Chen was cheating on himself, he was just a little puzzled.
"Master, the disciple investigated the meridians of Senior Brother Cheng Mo, and then changed his own meridians according to the meridians of Senior Brother Cheng Mo."
Zhang Chen's words were plain, and Zhang Sanfeng was already furious when he heard it.
"Meridians! Can it be changed!? ”。
"Yes, yes, you are not from this world, you can change the meridians, and there is nothing peculiar about it."
At first, Zhang Sanfeng looked surprised, but then he was relieved.
"Okay, since your internal strength has been slightly successful, then I will teach you Taijiquan, you take care of it."
After that, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to slowly make the momentum of Taijiquan.
It seems to be slow, but in fact it is round and powerful, and the punch is full of strength, like a calm sea on the surface, but in fact, it is secretly turbulent!
"This is the original version of Tai Chi!"
After watching Zhang Sanfeng finish a set of Tai Chi, Zhang Chen was quite shocked.
"Do you remember?"
Zhang San Fengshou fist, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and asked slowly.
"Remember!" Zhang Chen replied with a serious face.
The T virus strengthens mental power, and memory is also a part of mental power, and memorization is just a manifestation of mental strengthening.
"Then you can fight again."
After receiving the master's order, Zhang Chen closed his eyes and recalled the Tai Chi that Zhang Sanfeng played just now.
Split your legs, raise your hands, take a deep breath, and the internal force works.
Tai Chi, the mother of yin and yang!
After a pause in his hand, Zhang Chen opened his eyes suspiciously.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Sanfeng looked at him with a smile.
"Master, this Tai Chi. I forgot. ”
Just now, Zhang Chen also told Zhang Sanfeng that he remembered it himself, and he had gone through the boxing method in his mind before starting the momentum, but when Zhang Chen just got up and just realized the Tai Chi boxing intention, he found that his mind was blank, and he didn't remember it at all when Zhang Sanfeng gave him before.
"Not bad! Not bad! ”
Seeing Zhang Chen's bewildered look, Zhang Sanfeng actually nodded with a smile.
"Just watch me play once, you can understand the true meaning of Tai Chi, your understanding is very high!"
Zhang Sanfeng did not hesitate to praise himself and praised Zhang Chen.
"But master, I forgot."
Scratching his head in shame, Zhang Chen was a little confused.
"Well forgotten! It's just to make you forget, come, this time the momentum of Tai Chi again. ”
With a flick of the dust in his hand, Zhang Sanfeng asked Zhang Chen to try again.
Zhang Chen was very obedient and rose again.
Wuji and Taiji, Taiji is chaos, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, two instruments are yin and yang, and yin and yang give birth to all things!
A mysterious and mysterious state haunts my heart, but the boxing method is completely forgotten.
"Whoosh!"
A whisk of dust attacked Zhang Chen, only to see Zhang Chen's feet not moving, his body leaned over, and his body was at a seventy-degree angle to the ground to avoid this dust.
"Hmm."
Nodding with satisfaction, Zhang Sanfeng attacked Zhang Chen again.
This time, the dust scattered and attacked Zhang Chen from many aspects.
The hands drew a big circle on the chest, and the scattered dust was gathered into a bunch by Zhang Chen, Zhang Chen pushed to the left, and the dust followed to the left, Zhang Chen pulled to the right, and the dust followed to the right.
"Idiot, don't wake up yet!"
Zhang Sanfeng let out a loud shout and woke up Zhang Chen, who was immersed in Tai Chi.
"Master, I..."
Looking at his hands, knowing that he had just defused Zhang Sanfeng's attack, Zhang Chen was very confused.
"Tai Chi Gong, created by me, has three realms, one, only its form, not its meaning. Second, forget its form and understand its meaning. Three, forget its shape, forget its meaning! ”
"The first time you come into contact with Tai Chi Gong, you have reached the second realm, forget its form, understand its meaning, it can be seen that you are extremely talented!"
Zhang Sanfeng explained Zhang Chen's doubts.
"I see!"
Zhang Chen said to himself.
"Then master, what is the third realm?"
Faced with Zhang Chen's curiosity, Zhang Sanfeng was naturally satisfied.
"Forgetting the form, forgetting the meaning, it's like breathing, do you think about yourself every day?"
"In other words, in the third realm, can a casual blow be Tai Chi?"
"It can be understood that way."
"In this way, there is no difference between Tai Chi and Tai Chi Sword in this Tai Chi Gong!"
Zhang Chen suddenly realized.
"Hahaha!"
Zhang Sanfeng raised his head and smiled, "As a teacher, I have never said that there is a difference between fists and swords. ”
"Not only is there no difference between fists and swords, but the master's dust and the branches on the side of the road can all be Tai Chi Gong!"
Zhang Chen drew inferences from one another.
"Teachable! The child can be taught! ”
Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in acknowledgement.