That's just a few pictures of an ordinary health exercise.

But Gu Yun had a different feeling, because these pictures were similar to the paintings he had seen on the ruins of Luoying Mountain.

That faint artistic conception suddenly made Gu Yun indulge in it, and watched there for a long time.

"Hu Gongzi, these paintings are still very good! This is what my teacher painted, and the whole village is learning with them, the old people are living longer, and the young people are stronger. ”

Song Shi saw that Gu Yun was fascinated, and said excitedly on the side.

"Oh, teacher, how old is he, can I go and meet him?" asked Gu Yun.

"No one in my teacher knows how old he is, he is very easy-going, as long as Hu Gongzi goes, he will definitely see him. Song Shi replied.

"Where is he? I want to meet him. Gu Yun asked.

"My teacher's name is Wang Pu, and he is in Longgang Village, which is 500 miles away from here, which is very close to the headquarters of Heming Hall. Song Shi replied.

"Then I'll go now, farewell!" Gu Yun was about to say goodbye.

"Is this what Mr. Hu is asking me about my teacher?"

"Oh, don't you say I almost forgot, I'm here to ask you about a place. Gu Yun then remembered that he was obsessed with the painting, but he forgot the real destination.

"Where does Hu Gongzi want to inquire?"

"Do you know a place called Xinji Town?" Gu Yun didn't ask the village this time, and asked the town directly.

Song Shi thought for a while before saying, "I seem to have heard that there is a new market town thousands of miles away from here. ”

"Thank you then, I'm leaving. "Gu Yun is thousands of miles away when he hears it, which is nothing to himself, but it is normal for ordinary people to be so far away and not know.

At the moment, he was not in a hurry to return to his hometown, but went straight to Longgang Village

Longgang Village, a small mountain village on the edge of Tianyun Mountain.

Gu Yun didn't take much time to rush here, only to see that the village was surrounded by green bamboo, and the grass houses in the village were green tiles, hidden in the bamboo forest, which seemed very quiet.

At this time, there was an old man at the entrance of the village cutting bamboo strips and weaving bamboo baskets.

The bamboo strips may not be cut in the same thickness, and the bamboo baskets may not be delicately woven.

But Gu Yun admired the old man's attitude of weaving bamboo baskets, unhurried, every movement was in place, but he was not deliberately pursuing anything, just enjoying the process of weaving bamboo baskets there, which was a natural, extremely ethereal state of mind.

Gu Yun looked at it, and was infected by this state, and he was stupid there, and he seemed to have entered that ethereal state.

"Little friend, why are you here? Are you here to see me weaving bamboo baskets?"

Gu Yun was fascinated, but the old man asked him a question.

Gu Yun smiled, looked at the old man, and saw that the old man was smiling slightly at him, but the state of the whole body was still the same as before, and he was not interrupted because he was answering him.

"Originally, it wasn't to watch my husband weave bamboo baskets, but now it is. Gu Yun replied with no brains.

"Why are you looking?" asked the old man with a smile.

"I can't say why, I just think it's up to now. Gu Yun seemed a little silly when he said this.

"Since you don't have to do it, then you can watch it if you want. The old man's answer was also a little boring, not only boring, but simply boring.

That's it, one of the two is making up there, and the other is watching there, like a pair of fools.

The people passing by at the entrance of this village are usually not surprised by the old man weaving baskets, but now there is one more fool watching there, and they are also a little puzzled.

Is this man crazy? What's there to see about that?

But Gu Yun really seemed to be crazy, and he was a little blind to everything around him.

He got into a certain state

After a long time, Gu Yun suddenly woke up.

When I looked at the past again, the old man was gone.

Gu Yun smiled bitterly to himself, it seemed that he was still not good at this state of mind, and he was far worse than the old man.

Although the old man was in that state, he was not trapped by that state, and his actions and words were no different from ordinary people, but he was always in that state.

And himself, just to see him make up the bamboo strip for a while, he has been addicted to it and can't extricate himself, if it is against the enemy, the enemy also has the state of the old man, then he is not directly without the power to fight back.

It seems that this old man is really extraordinary! I wonder what he has to do with Mr. Wang Pu, who is about to visit?

Gu Yun thought about it, and walked towards the village.

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke;

Looking at the waterfall in the distance.

Flying Stream"

Gu Yun was inquiring about Mr. Wang Pu's residence, but suddenly heard the sound of children reading, and looked up to see that there was a private school in front of him.

Gu Yun remembered the story of his childhood study again, and couldn't help but walk over there.

"This is the Great Poet of the Former Dynasty" There is a middle-aged man in it who is telling students about poetry and authorship.

Gu Yun felt that he hadn't heard such a class for a long time, so he stood aside and listened.

"When the author was young, he didn't study hard, and he often slipped out to play while studying, and one day, when he went out to play, he saw an old woman grinding an iron rod on a stone, and he thought it was strange."

When Gu Yun heard it, this was telling the elementary school students the "story of the iron pestle grinding into a needle", and he was teaching the students to have perseverance in learning.

"As long as you have perseverance, no matter how difficult things are, you can do it successfully, isn't it the same with reading!" the teacher finally finished.

"Teacher, I don't think it's right, how many needles can that big stick make, why is it used to grind one?"

"It's not something you can care about, you just need to know that you have perseverance in learning. The teacher was a little impatient.

Gu Yun pushed the door in, and said with a faint smile: "I don't think it's appropriate for you to say this!"

The middle-aged man looked at Gu Yun and said, "I don't know what this son has to say, I would like to hear about it." ”

It is very easy to make a needle for a blacksmith, but how stupid it is for us to waste so much time and so many materials and do such an easy thing, and it is also disrespectful to the gift of nature, and the strength and materials given to us by heaven and earth are not for waste. ”

Gu Yun said slowly there, but the children below applauded.

"I'm just here to tell my students that perseverance is a prerequisite for accomplishing difficult things. "The teacher was a little nervous.

Yes, I also think that perseverance is important for a person's growth, but sometimes, why do we have to deliberately pursue it? Maybe this deliberate pursuit can also lead people astray. Of course, that's just my opinion, and you can have your opinion too. ”

"But one thing I have to make clear, is that even children know that this story is a false story, but why do we tell it like that? Is it just that we are teaching children to be hypocritical, knowing that it is not right to do that, but to waste a lot of time and energy to do that in order to cater to the teacher's preferences, it can only be a show. Why can't we let children obey the laws of nature and find their own understanding, and impose such hypocritical theories on them?"

Gu Yun came up with his own ideas, and the applause of those children suddenly became even more enthusiastic.

"How can you say that about what the scholars have come up with?" the teacher was even more nervous, and had to move out of the pedants to speak.

"Those well-known scholars are also human beings, and they don't have times when they make mistakes? Don't they have times when they are inferior to children? As long as they are human beings, the more deeply they study certain issues, the easier it is to do things that go against the laws of nature. Gu Yun didn't give in.

"How dare you insult those sages like this, you" The teacher was so nervous and embarrassed, he had never faced such a situation.

"Zhiwei, don't say it, bring this son to see me. At this moment, Gu Yun heard a somewhat familiar voice coming over.

When the teacher heard this, he hurriedly said to the students, "Go home after school!"

Then he said to Gu Yun: "Childe, please come here." ”

Gu Yun followed Na Zhiwei around a few flower stems from behind the private school to a thatched hut where an old man was smiling at him.

Gu Yun was stunned, the old man was the old man he saw weaving bamboo baskets at the entrance of the village.

"Old decay Wang Pu. The old man smiled slightly.

Gu Yun was happy in his heart, he came for Mr. Wang, but he didn't know each other at the entrance of the village, and now from various circumstances, this Mr. Wang is really a mysterious and extraordinary person!

At that moment, he also stepped forward and said: "Boy Gu Yun, I am here to listen to the teachings of the old man." ”

"Hehe! The teachings can't be said, and the opinions of the little friends are also extraordinary, let's discuss one or two. Wang Pu smiled slightly, and said to Zhiwei: "You go first! I have something to say to Gu Gongzi." ”

The wise man retreated.

Wang Pu led Gu Yun into the grass house, served tea and sat down, and then asked.

"Why did Gu Gongzi find here?"

"The boy saw the paintings made by the old-timers elsewhere a few days ago, although they are only some luck training methods in the honorable exercises, but they have a lot of mysteries, and they are similar to some of the pictures that the kid saw a few months ago, so I inquired about the old-timers' residence and came to visit. "Gu Yun is like a strength.

"What kind of painting Gu Gongzi sees, I don't know if I can let the old man see it. ”

"Look, senior, this is what I saw in a ruin. As he spoke, Gu Yun drew all the paintings he saw before one by one for Wang Pu to see.

Wang Pu looked at them one by one, and kept nodding and said, "Sure enough, everyone has their own gains, and each has their own gains." ”

Wang Pu didn't hide his selfishness, and also explained his understanding of this level of exercise to Gu Yun one by one, although Gu Yun didn't understand it clearly, but he felt that it helped him a lot.

Although he didn't want to practice this Venerable Exercise, he had the same way in the world.

And Gu Yun also learned that this Wang Pu has been practicing this level of exercise for thousands of years, this is a secret, Wang Pu saw that Gu Yun was humble and studious, so he naturally did not hide it from Gu Yun.

This made Gu Yun a little frightened, what level has Wang Pu's predecessors reached now?

This book was first published in Reading Rim