"Or is it because of psychological suggestion, I think that if I practice on Taihe Mountain, I will be contaminated with a little fairy energy, so the effect is better? It's easy to verify, so I'll find out if I try it again tomorrow. ”

When Wang An got up in the morning and went up the mountain the next day, he unexpectedly found that there were obviously many more tourists going up the mountain today than in the previous two days, and many of these people were talking about one thing.

The master on Taihe Mountain, the master who can do light work and fly on the roof.

"Well, isn't that what they're talking about?" Wang An thought to himself after hearing this.

Wang An came to the gossip stone platform again, looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, this place is relatively secluded, and no one comes at this time.

He lightly jumped to the Bagua stone platform and started Tai Chi again.

The mountain wind blew gently, and he tossed and turned on this stone platform, and his moves were continuous, endless, like the flowing water of a mountain stream, and like the wind in the mountains.

"Again?" The old Taoist priest basking in the sun on the stone steps in front of the Prince Cave looked at Wang An, who was playing Tai Chi on the gossip platform below.

"This young man's tai chi is excellent." The old Taoist priest looked at Wang An with a kind smile.

After a trip to Tai Chi, the prompt appears again.

[Tai Chi experience +1.] ]

"It's really more effective than practicing at Yamashita." Wang An said when he saw this.

According to this method, it is much easier than in Hu'an City.

"Looks like it's going to be necessary to stay in this town for a little longer."

Wang An saw the old Taoist priest standing at the gate of the Prince Cave looking at his side, he waved his hand at the old man, and the old man also smiled and waved his hand at him.

After saying hello, he left here, continued to visit Taihe Mountain slowly, and did not go to follow the fixed tourist route, but walked forward if there was a road, and stopped to see it when he walked to the front of the scenic spot.

This time, he didn't deliberately look for those Tai Chi traces, just to simply appreciate the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

At this time, the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak in Taihe Mountain was already crowded with people, and many people were taking pictures there against a wall, bare, vermilion purple wall.

"Where, where?"

"Over there, do you see? At a height of nearly five meters, adjust the focus and see it. ”

"Hey, don't say it, it's a footprint. Really, good fellow, how did he get up so high? Isn't that true to fly? ”

"Tiyun Zong, step on the right foot with the left foot, step on the left foot with the right foot, and go straight into the sky."

"You try it yourself, isn't that all nonsense?"

Among this crowd, there are also a few Taoist masters, who also came over after seeing the short video yesterday.

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway.

After watching that video, those of them who have been practicing the uniforms for many years, naturally understand that person has real kung fu.

Not to mention how he got up, he swept several meters through the air from the roof, and then jumped off the golden hall of five or six meters unscathed, which required extremely high level of effort.

"Is there still such a master on our Taihe Mountain?"

"Maybe it's someone from outside the mountain, right?"

One of the Taoist leaders stared at the wall, and a person came to his mind, the young man who had climbed up the wall yesterday and walked on the top of the wall.

"Maybe it should be him, it turns out that he still had some reservations when he saw me yesterday, what does it mean to know a little light body kung fu, this makes me embarrassed!"

"What did you say, junior brother?" A Taoist next to him heard the junior brother on the side talking to himself there, and asked softly.

"Nothing, something funny came to mind." The Taoist priest smiled.

Many tourists have heard the rumors and seen the video, which also leads to fewer people in other places.

Wang An stopped and walked along the way, and unconsciously came to a mountain peak, the mountain wind was howling, and as far as the eye could see, the surrounding mountains and wilderness were in full view, and Tianzhu Peak was not far away.

Take a walk around and have a bite to eat on the mountain at noon, go somewhere else in the afternoon, and head down the mountain.

On the mountain, he didn't see the magpie and the snake fight, nor did he see the turtle and snake fight, nor did he see any natural Taiji diagram, and he didn't find the so-called opportunity for epiphany.

As he walked, he saw a kung fu hall again, looked inside, and saw a Taoist priest practicing in it, so he pushed the door in, chatted a few words, and went straight to the point.

"Dao Chief, I came here to ask for Tai Chi teaching."

The chief was slightly startled when he heard this, and in the room behind him, several children poked their heads out of the window and looked at them.

The two of them set up a boxing ring in the courtyard, joined hands, and pushed hands in Tai Chi.

Fixed-step, live-footed,

The two of them go back and forth, drawing circles, and their movements look very relaxed and natural, as if neither of them has much strength. After only three minutes, Wang An retreated.

"Thank you, Chief, for the excuse." Wang An saluted.

Nor was he looking for someone.

"You're welcome."

Wang An turned to leave, and the Taoist priest looked at Wang An's back.

"This layman's Tai Chi is so good!" When he was holding hands with Wang An just now, he thought of his master.

When Wang An went down the mountain, it was already dark, and there were still many people in the restaurant talking about Taihe and the mountain people, even more enthusiastic than yesterday.

In the next few days, Wang An stayed here, visiting Taihe Mountain, enjoying the beautiful scenery, looking for martial arts halls and kung fu halls, asking for advice, and handing in with the Taoist master there.

There is no victory or defeat.

After just a few days of kung fu, some kung fu halls near Taihe Mountain were all turned around by him.

He was still a little disappointed, the beautiful scenery of Taihe Mountain was very beautiful, but the kung fu in these kung fu halls made him a little disappointed, not that it was bad, but it was not as good as he expected.

It's like if you go to a century-old restaurant, order a housekeeping dish, and after eating, you find that it's just like that, and it's not even as good as what you do.

Wang An did not leave, not only because of the beautiful scenery in the mountains, but also because he wanted to meet the Qinghui Taoist and wanted to ask him for a word or two.

After staying here for sixteen days, he finally waited for the Qinghui Daoist.

An old man with gray hair, except for the fact that he was wearing a Taoist robe and wearing a Taoist bun and looked different from ordinary people, there was really nothing special about other places.

The old man didn't have much of a fight. After listening to Wang An's question, Daoist Qinghui fell into deep thought, and only spoke for a while.

"I understand what you mean, you want to make the strength in your body penetrate in all directions, and reach the realm of strength through your fingertips. This road is very difficult to walk, when I was young, I went to Faxing Temple to practice martial arts, and later went to Wudang Mountain,

The kung fu I have learned, strengthening qi and blood, regulating the internal organs, and passing through the meridians, and I have also come into contact with kung fu that can really integrate the qi and strength of the whole body, but I have not practiced it thoroughly. Ahem, ahem. Daoist Qinghui coughed a few times.

This time he went down the mountain, the journey was tiring, and he was in his sixties again, infected with wind and cold.

This made Wang An, who originally wanted to try with him, dispel the years in his heart.

However, he admires the old man's mind, he will be will, and he will not be no, and he generously admits it.

"As for the ancient books you asked, there are indeed ones on Taihe Mountain, if you want to read them, wait for two days to be the day when the scripture building will open, I will let you know when the time comes, you can go and see it."

"Thank you, Chief."

Wang An chatted with Daoist Qinghui for a while, and left in fifteen or sixteen minutes.

"This young man is a little similar to that He Xiaolin, but he is warmer." Qinghui Dao Chang stroked his beard and said.

Two days later, Wang An came to the scripture building as he wished.

The so-called Tibetan Scripture Building is just a very inconspicuous building in the corner of Zixiao Palace, a two-story small building, built against the mountain, without a plaque, very old, and even a little dilapidated.

It is not said that as soon as the scripture building opened, it was overcrowded, and in fact, only a few Taoist priests came.

Wang An was introduced by the Qing Hui Taoist to come in and read the classics inside. Otherwise, he would not have been able to come in and look at the books.

Inside are rows of bookshelves with some ancient books on them.

Wang An searched inside, as the old Taoist chief in the Prince Cave said, most of the books in it were some Taoist classics, or transcribed versions, and the real ancient books had been hidden.

It's like some of the treasures in many museums are high.

After all, there is no one to guard this place on weekdays, and if thieves want to get in, it won't take much trouble at all.

Wang An looked at the rows of bookshelves, and suddenly stopped, he saw a book, on which were actually written the words "Tiyun Zong".

"Is there really such a light skill?"

Wang An immediately stopped and opened the book, which has words, maps, and exercises, which are not as mysterious as in martial arts movies, but it is a kind of light technique, and the focus is on the borrowing and exertion of footwork.

What's special about this technique is that this technique talks about the ability to move up and down the wall.

"You have read the cheats of "Tiyun Zong", and you have gained something."

The books here can only be read and not photographed, not copied, and there are Taoist priests on the side to watch, Wang An read it several times, wrote down the content of this book, and then continued to look for the exercises he wanted.

After turning around, he saw an ancient book in a corner, on the lower level of the bookshelf, called "Taijiquan Spectrum", picked it up and opened it, and his heart was overjoyed.

"That's it!"

The map in this is the same as the map sent out by the broken water flow on the Internet, Wang An found the two pictures, but they were much clearer on them, and he could see the thin lines in them.

He stared at these two pictures carefully, and in his mind, one after another appeared, and the places that were originally not clear suddenly became much clearer.

One of these two drawings is a general map, and the lines on it are densely packed, which is equivalent to the general outline. Another picture focuses on the waist and abdomen, connecting the upper and lower levels.

The difficult part of this book is that there are also some small brush notes. I don't know which senior left it, Wang An also looked at it carefully a few times.