Footwork. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What is the footwork? Jun Li actually didn't understand it too well. However, his footwork is lacking, but he also feels it. You can avoid it, but you can't avoid it, your hands have arrived, but your body hasn't reached it yet. Ling Li said that he wanted to teach himself footwork, and he had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Like now. Ling Li stood in the patio, about ten steps away from Jun Li, and his voice came faintly. "Suppose you're coming to me right now, you have a lot of ways to go, but it's not necessarily good or bad, it just depends on the situation you're in. What you need to learn is that you have to quickly decide on a situational fit among so many possible moves -- and you have to be able to do it. Most of the time, you react quickly, and it is not difficult for you to make decisions, but if you think of a good way that you can't do on your own, it is not suitable for the situation. ”

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Tomorrow we will go to Lin'an, we will walk some mountain roads on the way, and you can use the terrain to practice - think of a destination in your mind that you want to reach, it doesn't need to be too far, and then take a moment to decide how you want to get there, and then you can try." The practice of footwork can be very slow at first, it doesn't matter if you think longer or walk slower, but as you accumulate some experience, practice makes perfect. In addition, I will give you the sword book tomorrow - you don't need to read the sword moves first, there are some footwork lessons recorded in it, but you can learn it first. Remember, Jun Li, you haven't learned footwork well, don't be in a hurry to learn the sword. ”

He saw Jun Li nodding in agreement, so he said, "Now suppose you want to attack my right rib, you estimate your steps and come and try." ”

Jun Li tried as he said. It seems to be a very simple thing, and it is walking very slowly, I thought there would be no accidents, but when I got closer, it always seemed a little unpleasant, or the pace was half a foot shorter, or the left and right were not estimated, or I didn't leave myself enough flexibility to avoid the back road- Only then did he realize that there were so many flaws in his footwork in the many moves that he had attacked Ling Li before, and because he didn't have time to think about it in that fleeting time, he used the broken steps on the side to pass by, in fact, in the eyes of a master like Ling Li, it was all an opportunity to counterattack.

"In fact, there are many things to learn from in your Taoism. Ling Li said. "For example, there are many people who step on footwork in the direction of the eight trigrams, which is a way to learn from their ancestors and avoid their own lack of experience, you can also try. There is no definite footwork, you can just understand it yourself. ”

Jun Li felt something, and stood dumbfounded and thought for a long time.

He seemed to be very excited, trying to go back and forth in the patio until midnight. Later, he carried a dozen books in his right hand, but in his left hand he held a book on hexagrams, and he was walking around in the moonlight, just like all novices. It was only on the fourth watch that he reluctantly went to sleep - if it weren't for the fact that he was going to travel a long way tomorrow, if it weren't for the fact that he was also injured, he would probably have stayed up all night.

So it's not surprising that I woke up the next day when I was screamed so hard. He hurriedly got up embarrassed, packed his things and was about to leave, only to see Ling Li raise the black sword towards him and say, "Before leaving, do one more thing." ”

"What?" Jun Li took it.

"Go to the patio and write a few words. ”

Jun Li was a little confused, so he took the black sword and said, "What to write?"

"Feel free to write 'My name is Jun Li'. Ling Li said. "This sword is sharp, you only need to be able to transport it to the tip of the sword with cohesion, and you don't have to worry about the ground being too hard. ”

Jun Li went to write, and sure enough, the tip of the sword that cut gold and broken jade, where is the ordinary bluestone ground, even if it is not lucky, it seems that there is no obstacle to writing. It's just that I don't know if it's because of the soreness in his arm, the hand holding the sword at the moment is actually a little shaky, and the more he tries to control it, the more difficult it is to stabilize it.

His writing became crooked, and the stones were also wrear, and sometimes they were stretched out of shape, and he wrote for a long time, but the result was very ugly. It wasn't until he finished writing that he found that his arm was more sore than yesterday, so he had to say: "Ling Daxia, I--I don't know why I can't write well today." ”

"It's not surprising. Ling Li glanced at him and said. "You have practiced your arm strength in the past two days, so the strength in your hands is different from the past, and when it comes to cohesion, cohesion, and luck, you will be unstable, and you will tremble and tremble like you just now. When I ask you to write, I want you to understand that the practice of 'force' is first to be strong, and then to be able to use force. The two should not be too far apart, so if you are training, you must also set aside three points a day to learn the strength, and it is more convenient to write like this at first. When you have enough strength, the skill of transportation will become more and more important. It is not difficult to master this point, whether it is light or small. ”

"In other words, you can use cloth silk as a blade like Ling Daxia?"

Ling Li smiled and said, "You really practice to the extreme, what you borrow, 'flying flowers and picking leaves, you can hurt people', why bother sticking to the blade." ”

Jun Li became more and more fascinated, but when he looked down and saw the words "My name is Jun Li" on the ground, he only felt a little embarrassed, and secretly gritted his teeth and said, when I come back next time, no matter what, I will definitely write four good-looking words on this side.

He worked harder and harder along the way, except for not having time to swim in the water, he didn't want to leave anything behind, even at night, he still carefully read the sharp sword book. Although I haven't practiced one of the moves, but I see that some of the patterns are delicate with a pen, and some are majestic, and they don't seem to be drawn by the same person, if you look at those notes again, there are several kinds of handwriting mixed, and I can't help but be secretly surprised, remembering that he said that he recorded it with the help of a friend more than ten years ago, so he couldn't help but ask: "Ling Daxia said that he had met a master before, is there also his handwriting in this sword book?" What kind of character is he?"

"If you're talking about the master who once defeated me within ten moves—he is the Blue Dragon Sect Leader Tuoba Gu. Ling Li said. "Even if you haven't met him, you must have heard a lot of legends about him. ”

"Is it the Blue Dragon Sect Master?" Jun Li realized. "No wonder you are also concerned about the affairs of the Blue Dragon Sect, and you want to come and have a great friendship with him. Now, how do you compare to him?"

Ling Li laughed. "In front of him, I never dared to call myself a master. ”

"No, I see that Ling Gongzi's swordsmanship is almost at the extreme, and I can't imagine anything more powerful. ”

"I can only say that if I am given a chance to plot against him, I am still somewhat sure. Ling Li still smiled. "When it comes to martial arts moves alone, it's not easy to compare, but when it comes to internal force cultivation - my cultivation is actually stolen from his Blue Dragon Sect, what is a good class to get an axe. ”

"Stolen - what is the explanation?"

"My current internal strength is actually the Qinglong Mental Method - this is their Tuoba family's internal mental strength, originally not passed on to outsiders, I was also a coincidence, inadvertently learned a few articles inside, but then I knew that it was his family, and I didn't dare to practice more, there are many subtleties, I have never learned. If I really want to calculate it, the Blue Dragon Mind Dharma realm that I can reach is only between the fourth and fifth layers, but he has reached the highest seventh layer. ”

"Is he so powerful...... No wonder I don't think everyone is too worried about him going to Lin'an. ”

"It's not that I'm not worried, but I've actually heard some news. Ling Li said. "Lord Xia said that he was going to be executed on the day of the execution, I guess he went to the court, but it turned out that it was not Lord Xia Zhuang who was really executed that day, and he did not show up. ”

"Where did this come from? and does my brother-in-law have any news?"

"Don't forget that I have relatives in Lin'an, and they all watch for me. Your brother-in-law, you don't have to worry, he can have nine tricks in one heart, and he can spit out ten lotuses in one mouth, and he can come back alive after entering the ghost gate. ”

Jun Li sighed softly, and became even more curious about this brother-in-law who had not been able to meet.

The journey has only been three days, and it is already a long journey. Jun Li came to Lin'an for the first time and entered the south gate, only to feel that this place was incredibly prosperous.

"It's like a dream. He said. "From Huaibei to Huainan, everywhere is desolate and desolate, occasionally one or two lively places, but also with a kind of tension that will dissipate at any time, Huizhou is no exception, how Lin'an City will have such a 'true' prosperity, as if it has been so lively since ancient times, and will never disperse. ”

"The more 'true' it is, the more 'fake' it is. Ling Li smiled. "There are many big landlords in Lin'an, and the interests involved are too complicated, and no one dares to offend people here, so you seem to be very kind, but when Jin Bing comes, he will also cry and grab the ground, and he will be urinating. This is not surprising. ”

The area around the canal is where the market is most prosperous. Not far along the river, there is a neighborhood called Wulin Fang. Ling Li led Jun Li here, and said, "The second room in front, you can stay for a while." But I'm going home, and it's hard to say when I'm coming to see you, and you'll—"

"I know, Ling Daxia said that he wouldn't care about me, and I could do whatever I wanted. ”

Ling Li smiled, handed him the black sword, and said, "I just hope that when I come back, your handwriting will already look better." ”

Jun Li took the sword in his arms again, bowed deeply, and said, "Jun Li will definitely live up to Ling Daxia's love." ”

He didn't expect it to be a much larger dwelling than the other day in the town, although the patio was smaller, but there were six rooms upstairs and downstairs, which were owned by large families in the past, but for some reason no one lived in them.

It's cleaner, and it looks like someone has come to clean it, but the rooms are empty, and they look desolate, and only the autumn sun shines through the window to make people feel more comfortable. He put down everything he was with him and pushed the window to look.

This place is not far from the river, and it is necessary to swim in the water, but it is a bento, but it seems that there are always many people, and nothing can be quiet. In the midst of this bustling city, he suddenly wanted to carry the banner out for a walk and do some business.

Thinking that he happened to see a mirror in the room, he took a look at it. This time he was slightly stunned.

Because of the wound on his head, he didn't comb his bun for a few days, so he ruthlessly removed the bandage this morning, and suddenly saw himself like this in the mirror, and he was not used to it. In the past few days, he has insisted on wearing a white filial piety robe, so he has not even left the only "Taoist robe" that can identify his identity as a "Taoist priest" - no wonder people passing by the market to solicit guests call themselves "Gongzi", at that time it was strange that Lin'an was not popular to call "Taoist Chief", but it turned out that he had forgotten.

In front of him, it was a dresser-like place, so he opened the drawer casually, and sure enough, he saw a comb. As if to remind himself of something, he gritted his teeth and combed his bun again. This is his identity - his unchangeable, only identity that can exist in the world, not the son of a rich family, not even a poor boy, but only a homeless Taoist priest.

looked at himself in the mirror and finally became familiar again, and he finally found some sense of belonging. Otherwise, in the form of entering the WTO, doing things in the world can only make you feel more infinite.