Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Realm of Martial Arts

When Zhao Lin returned home, his family was surprised to see him dressed as a martial artist.

"Dad, mother, I worshipped the martial arts hall in the city, and I will learn martial arts in the future!"

Zhao Lin took the initiative to explain.

Ordinary people can't tell the difference between a martial arts hall and a sect, and it is easy for them to understand that the martial arts hall is said to be easy for them to understand.

"It's good to learn martial arts! If we practice well, no one will bully us. ”

Zhao Shan said enviously, happy for his brother, "By the way, I heard that it costs money to learn martial arts, it's very expensive, right?" ”

"It's okay......"

Hearing his brother mention the matter of money, Zhao Lin replied in a long voice, and said what he had just said again against his will.

Zhao's mother didn't care about money, but worried about Zhao Lin's safety.

"I heard that people who practice martial arts often fight and kill, and if you are not careful, your life will be gone, my mother thinks you should find a job to do your job."

Zhao Lin explained: "Mother, don't worry! I studied martial arts to strengthen my body, and I never participated in dangerous things. ”

He thought to himself that if his mother knew that he had gone into the mountains to kill strange beasts and killed a few mountain bandits, he would probably be scared to death.

Zhao's father didn't squeak, and smoked a dry cigarette silently.

After dinner, Zhao's father pulled Zhao Lin aside.

"I asked Qian Sanming, and he said that it cost ten taels of silver to fish out your brother, where did you get all this money?"

"Dad, you know ...... all"

Zhao Lin sighed secretly, he knew that the matter would not be hidden sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be revealed so soon, and he secretly scolded Qian Sanming in his heart for being too loose.

"Dad, it's not that I deliberately concealed it, it's just that the source of this money can't be revealed for the time being."

"But don't worry, the child swears to the sky, one did not steal, and the other did not rob, it was all earned by his own hard work."

Father Zhao glanced at him, didn't ask any more questions, and said, "Recently, there have been people in the town, and they don't look like good people, does it have anything to do with you?" ”

Zhao Lin said quietly: "No, absolutely not." ”

Father Zhao sighed, "Now that you have grown up and have an idea, you must be careful when you go out, so you can do it yourself." ”

"Dad, I know." Zhao Lin said seriously.

Early the next morning, Zhao Lin got up without dawn.

Most of the disciples of Liuhemen live in the county seat, but he lives in the mountains and must set off early.

When they came to the martial arts hall, several disciples who had arrived early were moving the equipment, and Zhao Lin also went up to help.

When the sky brightened, a man and a woman walked into the martial arts hall.

The man is tall and handsome, and the woman is petite and delicate, with a dignified face, which is quite beautiful.

"Senior Sister Zhang, it's early."

"Senior Brother Chu is early."

Zhao Lin greeted several disciples.

"Early."

The two nodded, and walked through the courtyard to the inside.

Yesterday, Yuan Cheng gave Zhao Lin a general introduction to the situation of Liuhe Gate.

The master of the door, Zhu Huaishan, only accepted six disciples who entered the room.

The senior brother's name is Gao Yuan, the second senior brother Fu Guangming, and Yuan Cheng are ranked third.

The woman who passed by just now was named Zhang Ying, the only woman in the Liuhe Gate, and the handsome man was named Chu Liu, and the two were ranked fourth and fifth respectively.

The sixth-ranked is called Qian Chengfei, who was only accepted as a disciple by Zhu Huaishan last year.

The people who practiced in the front yard were all apprentices, and strictly speaking, they were not official disciples of the Liuhe Sect.

On the first day of martial arts, Zhao Lin didn't know what to practice, so he learned from others to lift stone locks and run plum blossom piles.

After a while, Yuan Cheng also arrived.

"Yes, I know how to practice."

Yuan Cheng approvingly, "The first day you come, I'll tell you about the martial arts concept of our Liuhemen." ”

"Clarify the concept and practice it to have a ...... What's going on? ”

"Ya." Zhao Lin reminded.

"Yes, it's targeted."

Yuan Cheng sniffed and said, "It is said that practicing martial arts can lead to longevity, but in fact, there are not many people who really come to this, and they are not trying to have hard fists and can beat people?" ”

"Martial artists do many dangerous things, it is common for injuries and deaths, if you want to live a long life, don't practice martial arts as soon as possible, eat and drink well, take a walk if you have nothing to do, and you can live for a few more years, don't you say?"

Zhao Lin echoed: "Senior brother is telling the truth. ”

"The name of this door is Liuhe, which has two meanings."

After laying the groundwork, Yuan Cheng finally got to the point, "The first meaning of Liuhe refers to the hands, feet, elbows, knees, shoulders, hips, and the six parts of the human body are coordinated and coordinated. ”

"The strength is in the feet, supported in the legs, rushed to the hips, twisted in the waist, sent to the shoulders, and opened in the hand called Liuhe Jin, so it is named Liuhe."

"The second layer means that the heart, mind, energy, strength, courage, and wisdom are coordinated and cooperated, and the moves are not played from beginning to end according to the routine, only the combination of wisdom, courage, strength, and skill, can we have the certainty of victory."

"This is the technique of our Liuhemen, at best, it is the way."

Zhao Lin thought seriously for a while and asked, "I understand the first meaning, can I explain the second meaning specifically?" ”

"You can ask questions, and you can hear your heart."

Yuan Cheng said with satisfaction: "I'll give you an analogy, it's good for someone to hit a sandbag, and the various punching moves against the sandbag make it transparent. Now the two of them are separated by a table, and they shoot at the same time. ”

"Hit the sandbag, put on a good stance, a straight punch, attack the front door, but you can shoot empty. In an instant, my stomach hurt and I was beaten by someone. It was the other party who came over to the table and punched him. ”

"Isn't this a punching bag? No, it's this time and that time. One table, and the space changes. When practicing boxing, I am afraid that I will not consider it, and boxing is adapted to local conditions. ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Cheng paused for a moment, saw Zhao Lin listening attentively, and then continued: "I'll talk about what to practice specifically, practicing martial arts is nothing more than strength, speed, skill and resistance to blows. ”

"If you have great strength, you will have an effect on beating people; Fast and skillful, you can hit people and dodge enemy attacks. ”

"The last resistance is actually two aspects: a strong body and a hard fist. It's okay if someone hits you, but if you hit someone else, you will fall down at once. ”

"Do you think that's the truth?"

Zhao Lin nodded and said, "That's the truth." ”

"There is a saying in martial arts: practice one breath inside, and practice muscles and bones outside, and these are the aspects that are practiced."

Speaking of this, Yuan Cheng called an apprentice: "He Jin, you take a pebble from the flower bed and pick a harder one." ”

The apprentice named He Jin did as he was told.

He was also real, and took a pebble the size of a sea bowl.

Yuan Chengdao: "Break it." ”

He Jin didn't say a word, raised his fist, and smashed the hard pebbles apart with one punch.

Zhao Lin gasped, thinking that an apprentice is so powerful?

Yuan Cheng turned his head to look at Zhao Lin and said, "See, right?" He Jin's strength is not as strong as yours, but if you punch him, he may not be fine, but if you want him to punch you, you will definitely not be able to stand it! ”

"What a hard fist!"

Zhao Lin thought so, suddenly remembered something, and asked He Jindao: "How heavy are you in the power realm?" ”

"The power realm is double." He Jin replied.

Sending him away, Yuan Cheng continued: "I think you also know that the first realm of martial arts training is the realm of strength, that is, starting from the muscles and bones, first training the skin, then the bones, and finally the muscles. ”

"The threefold stress realm can be understood as three small realms."

Zhao Lin thought for a moment and asked, "Then the second realm is the qi realm, right?" ”