At five o'clock in the morning, Liu Qi woke up under the effect of the biological clock, habitually running his true qi to dispel the remaining sleepiness, but suddenly found that his state had undergone some changes.

"By the way, I managed to enter meditation last night!" Liu Qi patted his face and confirmed that he was not dreaming, and a strong sense of joy arose, but he forcibly suppressed it.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

There was a knock on the door, and he picked up his phone and glanced at the time, Liu Qi shouted "Who?" While quickly putting on the clothes that had been thrown on the side of the bed, he heard Feng Xue's calm voice.

"It's me."

"It's coming!" Walking quickly to the door, looking at the master who was still wearing that tattered costume, Liu Qi's heart was a little bad, and before he could ask, Feng Xue said:

"It's time to go to the morning exercise, bring all the luggage, and check out."

"Check out?" For the morning exercise, Liu Qi was not surprised, but when he heard the check-out, Liu Qi's expression became a little difficult to look at.

"Well, take the dirty laundry to the laundry, then find a flyover to stay for a few days, and then continue on the road." Feng Xue replied very casually as if she was talking about something extremely daily, Liu Qi was very embarrassed for a while, she could accept sleeping in the wild, but sleeping on the overpass......

"Master, can you ask, why do you have to sleep on the flyover?"

"Cultivating the mind." Feng Xue threw out two words, as if she didn't feel clear enough, and added:

"Cultivation requires a strong will, and this will cannot be trained by traveling alone, as a simple example, what would you do if someone took a mop with and hit you?"

"Ah, this ......" Liu Qi's expression suddenly became strange, as a netizen, he naturally knew the stalk of "Mop dipped in, Lu Bu is alive", but he didn't expect this question to come out of the master's mouth.

"The so-called courage is to understand fear, to face it, to see it as something in one's own bag, and if you want to exercise your mind, it is pointless to simply strengthen yourself."

Feng Xue calmly said the lines he had wanted to say once a long time ago, although Liu Qi felt that this was a little familiar, but he didn't think about it for a while, but after understanding that he couldn't resist, he could only turn around and repack the luggage that he hadn't had time to pack yesterday, and then prepare to find a flyover morning exercise with Feng Xue.

……

"I haven't told you the outline of my martial arts, do you know why?"

Leaving the hotel, Liu Qi, who was embarrassed in his heart, suddenly heard Feng Xue's words, and didn't know how to answer for a while, but Feng Xue didn't expect him to give an answer, just said to himself:

"I don't think you'll be able to hold on."

"I can do it!" Liu Qi said in a serious tone, while Feng Xue waved his hand with his back to him:

"In fact, before you, I also accepted other apprentices, some of them were for chivalry, some were burdened with blood and hatred, and some were simply poor and destitute, and they wanted to live a better life, I taught them a lot of things, but none of them learned real kung fu, do you know why?"

"Not up to your standards?" Liu Qi subconsciously used honorifics, but Feng Xue just shook his head and said:

"Simplicity is not appropriate."

As he spoke, he looked at the Yangtze River that had come into view, and said as he advanced:

"My martial arts is not a school of inheritance, I have both Buddhist secrets, Taoist classics, of course, there are some small sects of strange skills and tricks, if necessary, I can design a suitable set of martial arts for people, thirsty for revenge, I will teach him the technique of killing, if you want to do chivalrous righteousness, I will also give him the capital of martial arts, but in the final analysis, that is not the object of inheritance of the mantle."

Seeing that Feng Xue didn't pick up the dead pillow, but started a set of punches by the river, Liu Qi, who had tied up his horse steps, couldn't help but be curious:

"How can we carry on your mantle?"

"This starts with the understanding of 'martial arts' in this sect." Feng Xue tried to cover the fluctuation of killing intent with the method of "spiritual differentiation" that she had learned by accidentally entering the realm of "entering the gods", and at the same time told her understanding of "martial arts" with the help of telling Liu Qi -

"The so-called martial arts is nothing more than to defeat the opponent, but this opponent is not just a 'person', it can also be an abstract concept, your opponent can be an enemy, it can be this world, it can be a certain phenomenon, and even, it can be yourself.

"This so-called 'opponent' is the goal of your martial arts, and this is the way.

"Achieving the goal requires a theoretical foundation, and this is the law.

"Putting theory into practice requires workable skills, and this is the technique.

"Practice your skills with skill and strength.

"Interpret the law with heart and mind.

"Seek the Word with spirit and sex.

"All skills, all hearts, all spirits, all nature, to seek one, this is the concept of 'martial arts'."

Speaking of this, Feng Xue suddenly threw a punch at the river, there was no special light effect, just a fleeting sense of crisis flashed, and a trench-like depression clearly appeared on the river, and then closed again under the action of the rushing river.

"So, when you tell me this, do you mean that I have passed the test?"

Liu Qi looked at the river surface that returned to its original state when the waves were rolling, and couldn't help but show an excited expression, after all, he still had a little dream of being a protagonist, because he felt that since the master told him this, it naturally meant that it was possible for him to inherit this so-called mantle.

"I guess I just passed the first hurdle." Feng Xue didn't sell anything, and affirmed Liu Qi's thoughts very plainly, "You are different from your senior brothers and sisters, in the final analysis, most people regard 'martial arts' as a tool, give him a gun, a sum of money, and there won't be much difference." Of course, I'm not saying that this is bad, in the final analysis, martial arts itself is a tool, and there is nothing wrong with using it for revenge, upholding justice, chasing excitement, and even playing handsome pickles, but that is not in line with the purpose of this door after all. ”

"So, what makes me stronger than them is that I don't have any bitterness and hatred, I just want to learn martial arts?" Liu Qi quickly understood what Feng Xue meant, and Feng Xue also nodded in agreement, but then shook his head again:

"It's true to be simple, but it's not necessarily strong."

As he spoke, Feng Xue suddenly threw his hand behind him, and a water arrow shot out from the river water, turning into a basketball-sized water ball, which fell into Feng Xue's hand, and flowed slowly in his movements like playing Tai Chi.

Looking at this magical picture, Liu Qi's question that had reached his mouth was directly stuck, but Feng Xue still opened his mouth to explain:

"Your goal is very simple, which is good, but on the other hand, you also lack the motivation to persevere, and those who can't even afford to eat, when they are tired, will be awakened by poverty; Those who have a deep blood feud will be chased by hatred when they are tired; Those who are eager to be chivalrous and righteous, when they are tired, they will be motivated by the injustice of the world, but you are different, you don't have this motivation, because everything is an interest, so you have the capital to give up at any time. In Benmen's parlance, you lack a consistent motivation. ”

Dao spells are my personal understanding of spiritual practice.

The Tao is the goal.

Law is the method.

Technique is technology.

The so-called cultivation is the process of complementing, improving, and promoting each other through techniques and methods, and finally reaching the goal of one's pursuit.

It's not just a practice in the fantasy sense, any learning behavior can be applied to it-

For example, curing diseases and saving people is the way, then medical skills are techniques, and medical theories are laws. The process of creating new medical technologies with medical theories and discovering more medical theories through the practice of medical skills is the process of seeking the Tao (curing diseases and saving people).

So, if martial arts are martial arts themselves, then what do you want to pursue through martial arts?

If martial arts itself is the Tao, what kind of techniques and methods should be used to pursue it?

I think this is the essence of "martial arts".

(End of chapter)