At the beginning of spring, the willows in Jicheng pulled out silk buds one by one, and it seemed that after one night, the whole city changed. Without the cold wind, the whole city is still crowded and dirty, but it has a different color.

The Changqing River is a tributary of the Yangtze River, and in the whole country, it is inconspicuous at all. But in this prefecture-level city, the amount of water is also extremely considerable, known as the mother river of Jicheng, and the people of Jicheng have drunk the water in it for generations.

On the edge of the Changqing River, there is a small park, which was specially built by a parent official for political achievements. However, not many people wanted to come. Everyone has just been able to eat their stomachs, and few people are interested in this kind of thing of visiting the park except for the elderly and children.

A child of about seven or eight years old stood by the river, his chin was adducted, his feet were slightly spread apart, his knees were slightly bent, his spine was straight, his arms seemed to be holding a large round ball, and his breathing was slow and steady. Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the child has grown up a little. I'm still emaciated, but I don't feel malnourished anymore.

"It is difficult to enter the Tao, and it is even more difficult to become the Tao, from now on, I will give you a name, and you will call it Chengdaonan. Cheng Jun casually gave the child's name, and after that, he was called Cheng Daonan.

"Your muscles and bones need to be tight, but your strength must be loose. Don't strain your body and breathe gently. The child's forehead was already covered with sweat, but the man next to him did not relent, but scolded loudly.

Cheng Daonan tried hard to calm his breathing, his muscles and bones were not as tight as he was willing to retract, and he had been standing for an hour, and this posture was very difficult for ten minutes. After an hour, he felt his muscles stiffen to stone.

"This hybrid pile is the best way to regulate your qi and blood. But your body is weak, and today is the first time, so just stand for two hours. Cheng Jun seemed to remember something, patted his head and said.

If it had been another child, I would have cried and stopped crying when I heard that I would have to stand for another hour. There has not been the slightest change on the south side of the path. A resolute light appeared in his eyes, and he continued to stand.

Seeing this, Cheng Jun picked the corner of his mouth imperceptibly, then turned around and left. The park was silent, with only an emaciated child struggling to support itself.

"Xingyi boxing, pay attention to compact movements, fast shots, although it is an internal boxing. But the killing spirit is extremely heavy, and it is a boxing technique that has evolved in the military formation. Reach out like a steel file, drop your hand like a fishing hook, and use it quickly, but you should be gentle when you stop it. "The whole city has become verdant, and there are always many weeds on the roof. It's like crazy. Chengdao South this mixed yuan pile, one stop is three months. There is a saying that monasticism builds a foundation in 100 days. Practicing martial arts is not the same, without three months to half a year of physical pregnancy, it is easy to hurt the body once you practice martial arts. Cheng Jun stood in front of Cheng Daonan and said word by word, his face was extremely serious, as if he was worshipping.

Chengdo South passes through these three months of standing piles. The body is a little wider, and there is a little more glittering in the eyes. He stood respectfully in front of Chengjun and performed the disciple salute.

With Cheng Jun's words, his thoughts fluttered, punching and kicking. Opened up a new world. He didn't know how much impact today's martial arts would have on him.

"Today, I will teach you Xingyi Monkey Boxing, you are thin and small, but you have a good temperament, practice Monkey Boxing, you can determine your character. When you have a clear mind, I'll teach you the rest. After Cheng Jun finished speaking, he began to practice monkey boxing.

Monkey boxing pays attention to a dangerous word, or grabbing the crotch, or locking the throat, and sometimes, even scratching the face and fighting, just like a shrew fighting, looking without the slightest sense of beauty. If a person with a good temperament learns monkey boxing, then it is equivalent to a tiger with wings, and it is easy to go off the road.

But at the same time, all punches must be unified. Monkey fist wins with wonder, but it must be in the right combination, and when the practice reaches the end, it will be like an old ape in the deep mountains, and his wisdom will increase, and he will be able to settle down. At that time, although the tricks remain the same, there is no trace of fireworks between actions, which is very suitable for polishing the mind.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Jun moved. Although his figure is not tall, he is also one meter seven or eight tall. But when practicing monkey boxing, Cheng Daonan only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Cheng Jun became about one meter, and suddenly, a spirit monkey jumped in front of him.

Cheng Jun sometimes squatted down, his fingers grabbing at the dirt on the ground, sometimes his muscles and bones staggered, and he suddenly opened, and his arms continued to scratch at the void in front of him.

Because the master slowed down his movements, Cheng Daonan could see that Cheng Jun, who had always paid attention to neatness and often trimmed his nails, now had about half a foot in his nails, like roots of white jade. Once it catches a person's body, it is even more powerful than any eagle claw iron cloth shirt.

The process of practicing martial arts is the process of controlling one's muscles and bones, increasing physical fitness, and cultivating one's mind. After reaching a certain realm, the whole body is as good as the command of the arm. Cheng Jun's palm, now like a feline, can collect his nails in the palm of his flesh, and when he wants to use it, he throws it out and kills the enemy, making people unguardable.

"Snort. Cheng Jun squatted and jumped, and in an instant, he jumped out of a distance of seven or eight meters, and grabbed a small tree with both claws. With just a slight sound, all ten fingers were gone. In a flash again, he returned to Cheng Daonan's face.

I didn't pant for breath, my face didn't blush, and I was quiet in an instant. Like the waves that were still rolling just now, it was smooth in an instant. This movement is quiet, and it has already entered the true taste of martial arts.

To cultivate martial arts, what you want is this movement, and what you want is also this quietness.

"What do you think?" Cheng Jun asked Cheng Daonan with a slight smile on his face. "It's a good look. Cheng Daonan didn't come back to his senses, but just truthfully said his inner thoughts.

"I think it's good-looking, in the practice of national arts, there are routines, fighting methods and practicing methods, many martial artists, only pay attention to playing and practice, and look down on routines, thinking that it is just a show, after all, with the enemy, pay attention to improvisation, not a move and a style of fighting. But I think this is also the reason for the decline of national arts. Cheng Jun touched Cheng Daonan's head and praised approvingly.

"Master, why, isn't it practical to fight?" Cheng Daonan was a little curious, he couldn't understand Cheng Jun's words.

"Hahaha, if you are an ordinary person, and I will give you two punches, one is very handsome to fight, and it looks like a martial arts master. The other one is very hard to practice, and it looks like a shrew to fight, which one do you choose?" Cheng Jun laughed and explained to him.

"I see. Although he was only eight years old, Cheng Daonan nodded thoughtfully. (To be continued.) )