Regarding the boxing trick of "if it seems to be rigid and soft", Mo Cong has been unable to understand it for several months.

Because in Mo Cong's original concept, rigidity and softness are like the stone walls and clouds on the top of Lingyun Mountain. The stone wall is hard, representing the rigidity. The clouds and mist are ethereal, representing the softest. The difference between them is so obvious, and the distinction is so clear, that it is impossible for them to be transformed into each other, and they cannot be the same thing.

But in the evening, by watching Lei Bao and Lu Can's discussion, Mo Cong vaguely realized something.

The offensive and defensive momentum is as strong as softness. And the so-called potential is to cling to force.

Just like the clouds on the top of the mountain hitting the big black rock wall every day, the result of the collision between the two is that the stone wall is majestic, and the clouds and mist are shattered. Judging from this result alone, it seems that it is quick to conclude that the stone wall is rigid and the clouds are soft.

But if you think about the moment when the two collided, you can come to the exact opposite conclusion. The clouds and mist are surging like waves, although their quality is soft, their momentum is strong. The stone wall is just the opposite, although its quality is rigid, its potential is soft. And the reason why the clouds and mist can't shake the stone wall is not because of the softness, but because of the weakness. The weakness of the force is self-dispersed, if all the clouds and mist in Lingyun Mountain are gathered and compressed into a ball, and then hit the stone wall with it, it may not be the usual result.

In this sense, the difference between rigidity and softness is only texture, and in addition to texture, it is indeed the same thing.

The clouds are unconscious and imperceptible, unable to gather and compress themselves. But people can take the initiative to gather their own strength at one point and fight it out in an instant. As for how to gather true qi and how to use true qi, it is exactly what Mo Cong and they have practiced since they were children. As for how to compress true qi, Mo Cong has been practicing in the Jiedan realm.

Thinking of this, Mo Cong's heart suddenly brightened. He had long wanted to find a stone to test it, but just now those people came to Mo Cong one by two to learn from him, so that Mo Cong couldn't get out of it at all. Now seeing that everyone was scattered, Mo Cong ran over to find this big stone to test the effect of the power of rigidity and softness with lightning speed.

Mo Cong slashed at the big stone with a hand knife first.

Click

A corner of the stone was shattered, and the fracture was neatly opened.

Mo Cong waved his palm with the most soft force.

bang

The large stone, which was taller than a man, instantly moved three feet sideways and fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Cong was about to hit the third time with a mixture of rigidity and softness, when he suddenly saw a strange gap in the big stone.

This gap is located on the side of a large stone and is concave inward in the form of an irregular ball. Due to the angle problem, Mo Cong didn't notice it at first, and he didn't see it until the stone moved horizontally.

Mo Cong took a closer look, and saw that this gap was wide on the outside and narrow on the inside, just big enough to put down a fist, but the deepest part was as deep as three inches. Judging from the broken section of the gap, it is the traces left by the true qi of the heavenly dragon.

"Who?

Mo Cong was about to further check whether there were any similar traces around, but the sentry on duty at the station heard a movement here, rode over at a gallop, and asked for the password from a distance.

"Running dogs. Mo Cong replied with the password, while slandering in his heart: Who invented this password, it is so strange, it sounds like a curse.

As he spoke, three sentries had come closer, two of them holding torches in their left hands and sabers in their right, and the other with bows and arrows in both hands. Hearing that Mo Cong's password was completely correct, the vigilance of the three of them did not decrease in the slightest.

"Which battalion are you, which commander, what are you doing here after so late without rest?" one of them asked.

Mo Cong replied truthfully, saying that he was from the Leopard Battalion, and said the names of Lei Leopard, Lu Can and a group of Leopard Battalion officers.

"Oh, you're from the Leopard Battalion, I'm from the Leopard Battalion too, why have I never seen you?" the sentry with the flat-ended bow and arrow looked a little skeptical, but still a little skeptical.

"I only came today, and of course you haven't seen it. Mo Cong was very unhappy with the other party's questioning and thief-like interrogation attitude, and the tone of his answer was more impulsive.

"Oh, I know, you are the ......" The sentry nodded suddenly, put away his bow and arrows, and said with a smile: "Brother Mo Cong, it's so late, hurry back to the barracks and rest." The station has the rules of the station, but you can't wander around. ”

"I don't know what this big brother is called?" Mo Cong heard that this person actually knew that he was very strange, and at the same time, out of politeness, he asked.

"My name is He Ming. The other man smiled and replied briefly.

He Ming?

Mo Cong walked all the way to the barracks and muttered all the way. I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.

"Brother Mo Cong, where have you gone, I'm looking for you everywhere. At the door of a barracks in the leopard camp, Lei Leopard looked anxious.

After he dismissed everyone just now, he turned around suddenly, but Mo Cong's figure was gone. On this big night, the left guard station is so big, and each barracks looks basically the same, Lei Leopard is very worried that Mo Cong will get lost. During the time when Mo Cong left, Lei Leopard searched around the barracks, and also ran to the Tiger Camp to find it. At this time, seeing that Mo Cong had finally returned, Lei Leopard's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

"It's okay, I was going to find a stone to practice, but then I met a few sentries who said that it was not allowed to wander around the garrison at night, and then I came back. Mo Cong replied.

"Oh, I see. Thunder Leopard was relieved. "Brother, there are wooden stakes and sandbags in our station, and there are many places to practice, why do you want to find stones to practice?" he asked puzzled.

"Well, we are so poor that there is nothing in that place, but there are stones all over the mountains. Over time, I got used to practicing with stones, and I couldn't practice without stones. Mo Cong said ashamedly.

"Oh, then I'll help you find some big rocks tomorrow, so that you can practice happily when you want to. Lei Leopard said with a smile. As a master, he knows that many martial arts sects have some unique practice methods, such as Xu Hu's family heirloom palm method, which is specially practiced with hot iron sand. So Mo Cong's practice with stones is not worth making a fuss about.

The two talked again, and Mo Cong said goodbye to Lei Bao and returned to the barracks to rest. The other person is lying in bed, but his mind is extremely clear, and he cannot fall asleep at all. On the one hand, it was because of a new environment, and there were more than 20 people sleeping on the beds around, and I was a little unaccustomed to it for a while. On the other hand, it's because of the trace that I just stumbled up.

The three of them went down the mountain to find the old man this time, and they didn't get anything from wandering around the capital for several days, and they didn't find anything when they went around the palace, Mo Cong came to the barracks for just a day, but he accidentally found a trace. It's a bit of a nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Judging from the degree of weathering on the surface of the stone and the cross-sectional color of the traces, the time for this trace to be produced should not be very long, and with the factor of Tianlong True Qi, it is obvious that it is the trace left by the old man. Although this trace is not a trace specially used by the people of Lingyun Mountain to transmit information, it also invisibly reveals some information.

Mo Cong pondered the meaning of these messages, tossing and turning for a while, unable to sleep.

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