Chapter 33: The Bird in the Middle
Ha Qiu!
Yan Lai touched his nose, and when he came out of Nanjianmen, he sneezed four or five times, and his brows were still jumping. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Weiyang sat on the horse and wandered well: "If you do too many bad things, you will inevitably be talked about, just get used to it." β
"yes. Yan Lai looked up at the moonless sky: "I feel that this path is going to go dark." β
"Which one?"
"To be honest, can you have a little bit of a man's ethics and don't gossip like a woman. β
Weiyang seemed to think about it, nodded and said, "I'll try my best to change it, but there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." β
Yan Lai's face suddenly sank: "Don't talk about it!"
"You don't take women seriously so much, you are either kidnapped or killed, aren't you afraid that the people in the rivers and lakes will give you the name of a perverted madman?"
Weiyang didn't give up, looked at the black line on the forehead of the gloomy young man, and continued to strike: "If it continues like this, I'm afraid that even the girls in the Qinglou won't dare to take over your business, and it is estimated that I will have to post your portrait on the door to remind the sisters who have gone astray." β
Cough.
Xiao Fang clenched his fists and coughed lightly, with a strange look on his face.
"Are you alright?"
He shook his head, his voice as cold as ever: "I haven't moved for a long time, and I'll be fine when I rest." β
Yan Lai was puzzled: "Your Grandmaster Realm?"
Xiao Fang didn't hide it, and denied: "It's just a practice, drinking water to quench your thirst, and you can cross the ruins in a short time." β
This made Yan Lai even more surprised, he had always thought that the other party was cultivating Confucianism, but he didn't know that it was the Taoist Ruins.
In fact, it is also preconceived, after all, Xiao Fang has always been dressed as a scribe, where is he like a Taoist priest who pays attention to carelessness.
Throughout the martial arts book, whether it is the mind or the exercises, whether it is at the beginning of creation or after the formation, each martial art has a complete set of theories behind it as support.
In today's world, the most extensive and popular cultivation systems come from the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and it is difficult to choose one or the other, because the Tao is different.
For example, Buddhism is the principle, for birth, old age, sickness and death, seven emotions and six desires, these things are very clearly explained, and the division is very detailed, because Buddhism pays more attention to a process of accumulation, and a yin virtue is a brick, and the seven-level floating Buddha is cultivated, and it becomes a symbol of the Bodhisattva.
As for Taoism, they pay more attention to non-action, pursue the way of nature, and do not like to be bound by rules, so they are keen on exploring the rules, and how far they can go depends on how big their hearts are.
Finally, it was the Confucian theory of fixed thought thrown out by a generation of sages Zuo Xian.
How you see the world and how you treat the world is based on your cognition, and the thoughts that determine these come from your knowledge.
Although the Confucian principle of fixed thought seems to be able to understand the principles of Buddhism and Taoism, no thought can escape its "selfish original intention".
The same is true for practicing martial arts, martial arts and martial arts, martial arts in the front, and the Tao in the back.
During the period of the Nine Grades, it is a pure martial arts process, and at this stage, what needs to be done is to cultivate the mind more systematically, condense the true qi, and wait until the seventy-two qi and eight strange meridians are complete, and then enter the stage of melting and penetrating, and the qi becomes a dantian.
In fact, it is a process of connecting the previous and the next, that is, from the pursuit of martial arts to the exploration of the Tao, which is a higher level of learning and understanding of martial arts.
At this stage, the focus is no longer only on pills and exercises, but also on self-analysis and the world of meditation.
Because the three systems of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are already very mature and have reached the ideological height of the concept of Tongdao, the latecomers only need to follow the footsteps of their predecessors, learn the words of the sages, and the books of teaching, and then they can settle down and write their own masters.
And whether it is studying or practicing martial arts, it is inseparable from the process of having no distractions and integrating the understanding.
Nine out of ten people who practice martial arts are to start with Confucianism, and very few people will practice Buddhism or Taoism.
Speaking of which, after learning about this, Yan Lai had doubts about Mo Beiting's purpose of giving himself the mental methods of the three families, but he did not feel any discomfort after cultivating all the way, but helped to improve, and in the process, he was able to arrange it step by step, such as gathering qi with the "Ten Wheel Sutra", running with "Yuqing Daoxu", and releasing with the perception of "Zuo Xian Theory".
In fact, he didn't know if he would have an impact or even form a shackle when he went on like this, but at this stage, he had no choice when he had started slowly.
"Then what is your current cultivation?" he asked Xiao Fang.
"Six dollars to the ruins. β
The Qi Determination Period is also divided into seven stages, in fact, every process will be like this, there are always such cycles such as the consummation of junior high school.
And because of the different martial arts systems, when it comes to such a sensitive stage of qi, there will be different names for each family, Confucianism is called Yangyi Qiyi, Taoism is called Guixu Qiyuan, and as for Buddhism, it is called Futu, which is also the seventh level.
On the rivers and lakes, it is customary to call the first four stages of the hall and the last three stages as the palace level.
As for the grandmasters in the back, there has been no division for thousands of years, which is stronger and which is weaker, what you look at is the state and performance, of course, you have to compare, that is, the perception of martial arts, who understands more deeply in one move and one style, and who thinks farther in the sand and dust, who is respected.
Yan Lai took a deep breath, and sure enough, people were more popular than people, and then looked at Weiyang, and said regretfully: "It's not the same life." β
The gossip man gave him a blank look: "I am more interested in a comfortable life and emotional happiness." β
"There is no one who can say a lazy word so fresh and refined. β
Xiao Fang took over: "Weiyang is indeed medium in the hands of the red comb. β
Poof.
Yan Lai couldn't hold back, and almost laughed, but sure enough, he saw the gossip man with a black line on his face.
No wonder it's like a girl.,It turned out to be a red comb.γ
Xiao Fang saw that the atmosphere was a little strange, and he was puzzled: "What did I say wrong?"
"Nope. This time Yan Lai showed a smile on his face: "I just think the three words of the red comb hand are quite good." β
Xiao Fang suddenly stopped and looked at the dark front with an expressionless face.
Click.
There was the sound of footsteps.
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The night is dim, the clouds cover the moon, and then go to the stone bridge, the water under the bridge is murmuring, the water vaporizes and fogs, and from time to time it diffuses in the surroundings, only to find that the houses on both sides of the front and back are surprisingly quiet, and the lights in the distance are in sharp contrast.
This section of the road is dark and deliberate, and it is strangely dark.
The footsteps were slight, but they didn't seem to be deliberately hidden, and by the faint light that gradually emerged from the thick clouds, the vague figure walking on the bridge finally crossed the mist and revealed a clear outlineβa woman holding an umbrella.
The dozen or so black-clothed men who were ambushed on the roofs on both sides also woke up like spine beasts, and on their tightly wrapped heads, only a pair of beast-like eyes were exposed, and the cold light was cold, reflecting the spears and arrows in their hands.
There were five other people behind him, and the pace was slow, because of caution, and even the movements of drawing knives were cautious.
There were no orders, no shouts, and everyone in black who was ambushed here already knew what they were going to do, so they didn't need to be called.
A dilemma has become a turtle in an urn.
"Six thoughts of nourishment. β
Xiao Fang looked at the woman holding a red umbrella on the stone bridge, and his face did not fluctuate.
Weiyang said sadly: "There are two in the first grade, two in the second grade, four in the third grade, and the five in the back are also three grades, and the rest are not to be feared." β
Yan Lai asked, "Why don't you be afraid of the rest?"
Weiyang smiled bitterly: "Because these points are more than enough to kill you." β
"Looks like you're going to die. β
"If you're not there, the two of us can still escape, and if you're here, you'll die so much that you can't die anymore. β
"No. Xiao Fang glanced at the two of them with disgust: "Let's do it yourself." β
After saying that, the people were like streamers, and they swept straight towards the woman holding the umbrella - they couldn't solve this, and everything else was in vain.
Sou!
The bowstring fell, and at the moment when Xiao Fang left his horse, several cold lights broke through the wind, and the four third-grade assassins with spears also jumped down and went straight to Yanlai, no matter whether he could avoid the fast arrows or not, he would definitely die.
"Let's go!"
Wei Yang lifted it in a breath of true anger, jumped up, and formed a wall with two swords, blocking the incoming arrow rain, as for the two first-class swordsmen standing on the eaves, when he was about to fall, he struck.
Sure enough, it's a beast that is used to waiting for opportunities, even if it fights rabbits, you have to use all your strength, so how to avoid it?
Yan Lai was the first to snort in pain, and as soon as he handed it over, he was whipped away by a spear that came first, smashed into a wooden house like a cannonball, and pierced through it with a snap, and there was a chaotic sound inside, and then there was no sound.
"Cunning imp!"
The four third-grade gunners who surrounded him didn't expect this kid to be so clever, even if he was a step slower, he would definitely die, but now the sword was on the wrong side, and he didn't hesitate to take a hard hit, and flew out of the encirclement with his strength.
"Be smart!"
The five swordsmen who were originally in charge of the broken tail swept up and rushed into the hole that looked like the mouth of a beast.
Screams erupted.