12 Judgment
South Shaolin from the Tang Dynasty, when the Shaolin thirteen stick monks saved the Tang Lord, Taizong special Shaolin abbot in the south to spread the law, Putian Shaolin Temple was formally established, has a history of thousands of years, is the southern martial arts cow ear.
If the Songshan faction wants to get involved in the southern business, it is natural to visit this local snake, the rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the Songshan faction is a northern sect, and if you want to develop in the south, you naturally have to worship the dock.
Moreover, the Songshan faction and the North Shaolin Temple have too deep roots, the two factions are in Songshan, and now they are in the south to occupy territory, and it is strange that South Shaolin does not come to the door.
The north and south Shaolin are connected with each other, and the Zhitong monk of the south Shaolin comes to the door, at least the shadow of the master of the North Shaolin Fangzheng.
Wang Zhong was naturally clear about the Taoism here, so he promised Monk Zhitong to go to Putian in person, and also brought Lin Pingzhi with him.
Lin Pingzhi's martial arts are too poor, the experience of the rivers and lakes is almost equal to zero, as Wang Zhong's founding disciple, he is far from qualified, Wang Zhong has to take it with him and teach him from time to time.
At this time, Lin Pingzhi had a sandbag on his wrist and ankle, and walked all the way to South Shaolin with Wang Zhong to exercise light skills and hand strength to lay a solid foundation.
"You usually practice martial arts half-heartedly, and your foundation is too poor, but now that you worship me as a teacher, you have to start over, and the teacher will help you reshape your foundation. ”
Lin Pingzhi, a rich boy, has suffered this kind of hardship, but in a few hours, his hands and feet have been worn and broken, but he is also hard, and he has persevered until now, and Wang Zhong is very satisfied with perseverance alone.
"Pingzhi, although your qualifications are not high and your foundation is poor, your perseverance is good, enough to pass on my mantle. Wang Zhong asked Lin Pingzhi to exercise for two hours and rest for half an hour, and he couldn't be idle for half an hour, so Wang Zhong taught him some basic knowledge of martial arts, as well as experience in the rivers and lakes.
Wang Zhong's disciples have never avoided Zhitong, after all, what he teaches is the basics, and it does not involve the fundamental martial arts of the Songshan Sect.
"The best age to practice martial arts is 10 to 20 years old, this age group has the strongest learning ability, the fastest development of muscles and bones, miss this age, practice martial arts is half the effort. ”
Lin Pingzhi was sitting in front of Wang Zhong, listening to his teachings, and Zhitong was sitting on the side and reciting the scriptures alone.
"Master, I'm eighteen years old this year, is it too late to start practicing martial arts?"
Wang Zhong shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, although your foundation is poor, it is not hopeless, but there was no famous teacher to guide you before, so your achievements are limited." ”
"In fact, it was late to start as a teacher, and the qualifications were also at the bottom of the Songshan faction. ”
Lin Pingyi remembered the martial arts displayed by Wang Zhong that day, and his heart was hot, and he imagined that he could have such martial arts in the future, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, and being happy.
"Bump. Wang Zhong saw that Lin Pingzhi was distracted and fantasized, and nodded his forehead angrily, asking him to concentrate on listening.
"Martial arts are divided into internal and external skills, and your family's evil sword method belongs to external skills, but it lacks a special internal martial arts, so it is not powerful, and I can't help it. Wang Zhong explained.
"Then master, do I want to practice the internal skills of our Songshan faction now?"
"Not yet. Wang Zhong shook his head and said: "Internal and external skills are mutually indispensable, usually martial artists practice martial arts, first practice external skills, strengthen the body, and then practice internal skills after the qi and blood are full, and get twice the result with half the effort." ”
Lin Pingzhi asked puzzledly: "Can you only practice external skills or only internal skills?"
"Of course not. Wang Zhong said: "You remember to practice martial arts without practice, when you get old, practice without practicing martial arts is equivalent to working hard in vain, internal and external kung fu must go hand in hand, otherwise there will be a big disaster." ”
"Yes, master. Lin Pingzhi saw that Wang Zhong was solemn, and immediately said with a straight face.
"You don't have to be so nervous, the cultivation of external strength can promote internal strength, and internal strength can in turn help external strength. When you have a foundation for internal and external skills, you will understand that the two complement each other and are indispensable. "As a master, Wang Zhong naturally doesn't want Lin Pingzhi to go astray.
"In today's martial arts, the first in the world of martial arts, the East is undefeated, that is, the internal and external skills are in the realm, and only then can they win the supreme. ”
When Lin Pingyi heard the name of Dongfang Undefeated, his interest immediately increased: "Master, what are the masters of martial arts today!"
Wang Zhong squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhitong not far away, the corners of his mouth curled, and said to Lin Pingzhi:
"When today's martial arts are the first, the East is undefeated, and it deserves its name. ”
"What about after Dongfang is undefeated?" Lin Pingzhi hurriedly asked.
"The three masters of the righteous path, Shaolin Fangzheng, Wudang Chongxu, my Songshan faction head Zuo Lengchan, the three of them have also reached the realm. ”
"It turns out that our Songshan faction is so powerful, who among the three has the highest martial arts?" Lin Pingzhi was still young and did not understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, and said bluntly in front of the Shaolin descendant of Zhitong.
"In terms of martial arts cultivation, Master Fangzheng is the first, Chongxu Dao is the second, and the senior brother in charge is the last. ”
Hearing that Zuo Lengchan ranked third, Lin Pingzhi was slightly disappointed, but Wang Zhong's words were not finished.
"But when it comes to actual combat, it's completely the opposite, the head senior brother is the first, the Chongxu Dao chief is the second, and the founder master is the last. ”
At this moment, even the monk Zhitong couldn't listen to it, stopped chanting the scriptures, and looked at Wang Zhong.
"Why is this happening? Master Fangzheng cultivates first, how can he be the last in actual combat?" Not to mention this question, Lin Pingzhi wanted to know, even Monk Zhitong wanted to know.
"Master Fei, I don't know why Senior Brother Fang Zheng ranks last in your heart?"
Wang Zhong said with a smile: "But all martial artists practice martial arts, no matter how deep the internal strength is, fifty years old is a hurdle, after the human body is fifty years old, the muscles and bones are relaxed, and the qi and blood begin to decay, which has a great impact on the actual combat, Master Fangzheng is already more than eighty years old, although the internal strength of the Yi Jin Jing is profound, but unfortunately the actual combat ability is slightly poor, if it is not for the internal strength is too deep, it cannot be ranked among the three masters of the righteous path." ”
"My senior brother in charge is just over fifty this year, and his physical decay is limited, and his physical strength alone is not a comparison of Fang Zhengchong's virtual energy, and he is naturally the first in actual combat. Wang Zhong said as a matter of course.
When the monk Zhitong heard Wang Zhonggao's argument, he had the heart to refute it, but he really couldn't find a reason for a while.
"Master, isn't there a kind of martial art that is more powerful the older you get?"
Wang Zhong shook his head and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the avenues of heaven and earth, ordinary people are in their thirties, and their bodies will go downhill at the age of forty. ”
"However, I heard that the Shaolin Temple Town sent a divine power to wash the marrow scripture, which can be exchanged for blood and marrow, so that the warrior can remain at his peak for a long time, and the qi and blood will not dissipate until the moment of death, but I don't know if it's true or not. Wang Zhong looked at Monk Zhitong and asked.
"The Sutra of Washing the Marrow has been lost for many years, and the poor monks do not know it. Monk Zhitong shook his head.
Wang Zhong replied: "I also heard that the ancestor of Wudang Mountain, Sanfeng Zhenren, is a hundred-year-old martial artist who does not reduce his martial arts by half, and I don't know whether it is true or not?"
"This may be a question of Chongxu Dao Chief!" Monk Zhitong clasped his hands together and stopped talking.
"Legend has it that there is a realm of martial arts, called innate, with all kinds of incredible abilities, maybe it can make people a hundred years old and immortal!" Wang Zhong muttered to himself.