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Lin Qizhi is ten years old this year, and if you count the previous life, he is forty years old.
He is the eldest son of the Fuwei Dart Bureau.
When he was a year old, he spoke: "Dad, why don't you name me Lin Pingzhi?"
His father was puzzled: "Why do you want to call Lin Pingzhi? Well, if you have a younger brother, you should have this name." β
When he was two years old, the second son of the dart bureau was born, and he was called Lin Pingzhi. Lin Qizhi understood his life experience.
It is said that the Lin family has a unique swordsmanship in the world, which is called the swordsmanship to ward off evil. It's a pity that the ancestors left rules, and the disciples of the Lin family can't practice them.
Lin Qiaozhi regretted for a while, how could he see the remaining martial arts of the dart game, so he studied medicine.
Since ancient times, there is no distinction between medicine and martial arts, and if you meet someone with unparalleled medical skills, please note that this person's martial arts may be invincible in the world. Since ancient times, most of the masters have been generals, Taoist priests, doctors, and monks.
Doctors know their own bodies, no less than first-class experts. Don't expect people who don't know their own bodies to be able to figure out how to do martial arts on their own β most people practice hard for ten years and end up crippled. Therefore, it is easier for doctors to become first-class experts than others.
It's just that because studying medicine has divided the time, it is ten times more difficult for those who do this to excel in martial arts.
Now it is rumored that the number one master in the world is the new leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect, Dongfang Undefeated.
Lin Qiaozhi studied medicine only out of desperation - the crops of the Fuwei Dart Bureau could lead him astray, and he always had to find out what was harmful to his body, even if he was mediocre, he would not waste his potential.
After visiting some famous doctors, Lin Qizhi has a good memory, has a thorough understanding of the body's muscles and meridians, and learns some acupuncture. As for the many herbal recipes, he couldn't learn them anymore, and he didn't want to waste his time any longer.
The past flashed in his mind, and Lin Qizhi sighed, although he had worked hard for several years, he still felt that he had wasted his ten years.
Watching Lin Pingzhi, who was two years younger than him, playing with other children, Lin Qizhi walked away gently.
Children always like to find a place where there are no adults to play, this place is called Xiangyang Lane Old House.
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With apprehension, Lin Qizhi changed his clothes and turned his face sallow with a potion. Straight out of the Fuzhou City Gate.
When he reached no man's land, he immediately ran wildly, and the path became more and more rugged before he stopped. Take a few breaths, reach out and take out the robe, and read the words on it carefully.
What is recorded on the robe is the Lin family's swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits in the world.
Remembering everything written on the robe, Lin Qizhi took out the fire fold and lit it. His expression kept changing, and he muttered to himself: "If you want to practice divine skills, swing your sword from the palace." β
A cold wind blew, and Lin Qiao was shocked, he had been in such a daze for several hours, and the sky was already dark.
Seeing the ashes that had long been extinguished being blown up by the wind, Lin Qiao said: "Ten years, if I haven't achieved anything in ten years, I will practice this world-famous sword technique." β
Taking out some prepared beef from his arms and eating it, Lin Qizhi hurried slowly.
Over the years, he has relied on the wealth of his family, coupled with his own advanced medical skills, and he has eaten all kinds of great supplements, and he has practiced medical health skills every day, and his body has been conditioned to be extremely healthy, not afraid of heat and cold; He didn't want to have anything to do with the Lin family, so he cut off mundane things so that he could focus on cultivation after obtaining the advanced internal strength and mental method.
Secretly thinking about changing your name and surname to join the big faction, to see if you can learn the clever inner family exercises. If people don't accept it, then practice family tradition.
In the end, I decided to go to Wudang Mountain, thinking that the Wudang faction should have authentic Taoist internal strength. The rest of the Wuyue Sword Sect are all famous for their swordsmanship, and their internal skills are mediocre.
Practicing swordsmanship is just an act of killing the enemy, but it is the internal practice that fundamentally transforms the body. If possible, Lin Qizhi's hope is to abandon the external strength and practice the internal strength for a lifetime to see if he can transcend the mortal body and achieve not bad.
There are few sects with excellent internal strength, except for Shaolin Wudang.
Even if there is, it is difficult for Lin Qiaozhi to meet.
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took away the huge amount of silver tickets of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, Lin Qiao was cautious all the way, bumped and bumped, and his skills were considered third-rate, and it was no problem to hunt hares and catch fish, but he did not starve to death. After April, listening to the accent of passers-by, I thought that it would not be long before I arrived in Shudi.
I wanted to go to Mount Emei to see if there were any Taoist priests who cultivated the truth, but I vetoed it again. In this era of martial arts, it is a little difficult to see the Taoist arts, and I look for them in vain, I don't know how much time I wasted, but it is important to hurry.
After walking for a while, I gradually saw people's houses, which were a little remote, and Lin Qiaozhi walked in the small village, planning to find someone to spend the night and buy some dry food.
There was a fine water in front of him, Lin Qizhi thought about it and decided to step forward to take a bath.
When I got closer, I heard the sound of running water and the sound of scrubbing, and it turned out that a woman was doing laundry. Looking at the woman's action of washing clothes on the back, it didn't seem to have martial arts, and Lin Qizhi was only ten years old, so he no longer had any scruples, took off his clothes and jumped down upstream.
The woman stopped her movements and watched the upstream bath water flow down and over her clothes, staring at Lin Qizhi with an expressionless face. Lin Qizhi also looked over, the woman's face was rigid, obviously wearing a delicate mask, and looking at her body, she was a little slender. Don't want to bother anymore. Suddenly thinking of how ordinary people could have such a mask, he got up, picked up his clothes, walked over and said, "I'm sorry. "Go downstream and wash it.
The woman became interested, looked at Lin Qiaozhi, and soon called it a day, Lin Qizhi also got up from the water, shook his hair, and put on his clothes.
The woman suddenly asked, "Who are you and where are you from?"
Lin Qizhi reported his name and said, "Just passing by here." β
The woman said: "I don't care about the world, but I'm a little curious about you. A little smiling, but still couldn't help but look at Lin Qiaozhi.
Lin Qizhi also smiled a little, and said, "Listening to your tone, I don't know if I have met the rumored hermit master." I'm a little tired from the journey, and I want to spend some time here, so why don't I go to your house?"
The woman said, "Okay." β
Lin Qizhi followed the woman and walked through a bamboo forest. The door of the woman's house is wide, simple, and hidden.
Then he was curious: "Could it be that you are really a high-ranking hermit?"
The woman's tone was a little human, not as stiff as before: "You seem to be very interested in this?"
Lin Qiaozhi nodded, his face was a little hesitant, and said: "Visit the famous family, learn the inner kung fu, and do what you want." β
The woman was surprised: "You are so old, every move is full of energy, you must have practiced powerful exercises since you were a child, where do you need to visit any famous teacher?"
Lin Qiaozhi: "However, when I studied medicine, I got some basic methods, and I nourished my qi in the chest and abdomen, and it took a few years to have the current heat." It's just that if you don't have a high level of internal knowledge, it's hard to go any further. β
The two entered the house, and it was very tidy.
The woman beckoned Lin Qizhi to sit down casually and said, "I came here a year ago to live, eating and drinking, occasionally filling my hunger with game, and I didn't have any food in the house. β
Lin Qiao was shocked, if what this person said was true, that was the great master of the world, looked at the woman with burning eyes, and asked, "I don't know the name of the predecessor." β
The woman chuckled, but it sounded like a wild laugh: "You don't need to say the name, you call me Dong.... Well, Dong Fang. β
Lin Qiaozhi's mind changed, looking at his clothes, wearing a red robe, he understood a lot, and couldn't help but be gloomy.
The woman said, "Aren't you happy with my name?"
Lin Qizhi sighed: "No, it's just that my predecessors have all the kung fu of the sky, but I can't afford to learn now." β
The woman was surprised, could it be that a ten-year-old child knew herself? A little annoyed and ashamed, she looked at Lin Qizhi, her eyes flashed coldly: "What else do you know?"
Lin Qiaozhi: "Not a lot. β
The woman suddenly asked, "I like you a little, why don't you practice my divine skills?"
Lin Qiao should not, the woman sneered and said, "You can't help yourself!"
Lin Qizhi said lonely: "You are tricked by the red dust, and you come to trick me again, why is this difficult." β
The woman looked into Lin Qizhi's eyes and saw gloom, numbness, as if she knew everything's helplessness. The two were silent for a while, and the woman said, "Let this matter go for the time being, let's go and hunt some game to fill our stomachs first." β
Lin Qizhi agreed. The woman was skillful, and soon Lin Qizhi asked about the fragrance on the fire.
It was the middle of summer, and before night, the weather was gloomy, and there were signs of rain.
After eating, the two ignored the fire and went into the house to take shelter from the rain.
After a while, the rain finally fell and it was night. The woman lit a red candle, and the light of the candle didn't seem to be as bright as a red robe.
There was a light outside, and then the first thunder sounded.
Lin Qizhi trembled, stepped forward to open the window with trembling hands, and a raindrop hit his face with the wind, and finally calmed down. Just looking up at the sky, the sky flashed with lightning.
The woman pulled him away and said, "You are afraid to do anything." β
Lin Qizhi hugged the woman's arms, felt the warmth, and said for a long time: "People are in nature, how small they are, and the power of heaven is angry, I have no power to fight back, and I can't overcome the fear in my heart." β
The woman said: "Heaven and earth are not kind, but they will not find you alone." β
Lin Qizhi closed his eyes and muttered, "Wrong, I found it once." β
The woman was stunned.
Lin Qizhi pushed the woman away, stood in front of the window again, looked up to the sky and laughed: "One day, I won't be afraid of you!"
The woman only felt that she had never heard such a voice, how moved she was, and pulled Lin Qizhi into her arms: "I used to think that I was lonely and self-admiring, and I didn't want you to be more pure, so how could I bear to force you to take the path I once had?"
Lin Qizhi looked at the woman, calmed down, and said, "We are all ordinary people, and we can't control our fear of the heavens, but we finally have a common word. β
In this world, only two people can have a far-sighted vision and can truly intersect.
The East is undefeated, with a smile and a smile.
"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Sister is here to teach you swordsmanship. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl said.
Chen Ping agreed.
The two went together in the woods, and the girl danced her sword.
The girl called Ding Qian, a disciple of Wudang Mountain. Poor women do not abide by morality and do not go out of the house, so that they have no talent. Women who can read and study, and even practice martial arts are powerful rich families, otherwise they are easy to be suppressed and persecuted with their lives.
Ding Qian's father was a well-known member of the mountain, and he donated a lot of money to the Wudang faction, so that his daughter sat down in Qingxu Daoren.
Chen Ping has been under the Wudang sect for a year.
It doesn't matter if you want to get ahead in the faction, it's really difficult, originally Chen Ping still had to be a Taoist boy who worked for two years to become an official disciple, only three months as a child laborer, I really couldn't bear it, starting from Ding Qian, using strategies, beautiful men, wanting to capture the old and indulge, novel stories, etc., the two became good friends. Then Ding Qian opened her mouth to beg, and Chen Ping also bowed to Qingxu.
The big faction in the world said that it was the Taoist Buddha and the Shaolin Wudang, but in fact it was all Confucianism. When the seniors taught their disciples, they were loyal and kind, and they were chivalrous and righteous - at least on the surface. Compared with his age, Chen Ping's performance is too deep, and the most important thing is that his origin is unknown and he is not liked by Qingxu.
Watching Ding Qian practice swords, Chen Ping felt bored and punched on the side.
If you want to learn Wudang's most profound pure yang Wuji gong, Tai Chi Sword, Chen Ping estimates that even if he shows genius qualifications, it will be after the age of thirty, and what achievements will there be at that time, but this is the rivers and lakes.
Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the founding school, is a great master who cultivates both inside and outside, cultivating as a god, invincible in the world, and it is rumored that the emperor of Zhenwu in the world descended to earth, whether it is true or not, but it shows that his cultivation is shocked by ghosts and gods.
Although the introductory kung fu is not as good as the pure Yang Wuji skill, it has the shadow of Zhang Sanfeng. Chen Ping concentrated his energy, unfolded the routine, and used all kinds of movements, and the true qi followed all over his body, which was quite hot. Ordinary people can't do it, and if they do it like Chen Ping, they are likely to hurt their muscles and bones, and even break their backbones, and they will be half paralyzed.
Chen Ping is the pseudonym Lin Qiaozhi.
Chen Ping has been nourishing qi for ten years, the breath in his abdomen is strong, and he often takes big tonic medicines, and he has not lost his body due to refining qi when he was a child. But it is precisely like this, the vitality of the chest and abdomen is obtained from external medicine, and it cannot be commanded. Now that I have learned the Wudang Gong method, I have forced the true qi to wander away through body movements, practiced hard for nine months, and always used mental induction, and now I can command the true qi without performing this set of boxing techniques, and truly form my own "internal" qi.
The exercises taught by Zhang Sanfeng are really subtle, and the true meaning is seen in the subtleties.
After a year of hard training, my body is more than ten times stronger than before, regardless of strength and flexibility, and my eyes and ears are sensitive.
It's just that he came to Wudang, he was young, he was developing, and without foreign medicine and tonic, Chen Ping didn't dare to extract the essence of the body to refine qi as usual, for fear of hurting his body, and his progress slowed down, and his speed was no different from that of ordinary disciples.
This is the case with the cultivation of internal strength, ordinary people need to grow up physically, and only after the age of fifteen or sixteen can they grow rapidly. Therefore, the young disciples, the two fight, and the one with exquisite moves wins.
Chen Ping didn't want to learn sword moves, so he proposed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to cultivate his body, and he was even more suspicious of him.
Chen Ping had no choice but to spend the rest of his day sitting and polishing his mind. Speaking of the mind, it is the will, and it is very difficult to exercise. Although his mind is mature, Chen Ping's body is young, and all kinds of qi in his body produce a subconscious, which is the yin god, but he is a child's, so he can't force Chen Ping to have a child's thoughts, and he is lively and active. Chen Ping sat every day, endured hardship, and fought against it. Only by overcoming the subconscious self can we truly unify the body and spirit, combine the two gods of yin and yang, and achieve immortality.
There is a subtle connection between the spirit and the body, and both are prosperous, if ordinary people forcibly suppress the Yin God so much, the body will be damaged, and they will soon be weak and powerless. If you don't suppress the yin god and let it develop naturally, the yang god will gradually be influenced by the yin god and become mediocre spiritually. No matter what you do, there is a rule that makes people mediocre. Only a martial artist who has practiced internal strength and has a strong physique can do so.
Ding Qian also knew that Chen Ping was not interested in swordsmanship, so after practicing it again, he sweated, so he sat down with Chen Ping and looked at the scenery. She wanted to play with other children, but when she saw Chen Ping like an adult, she disdained the so-called yellow-haired child, thinking that she was naΓ―ve, and endured, thinking that she was a level higher than other junior brothers. Writhing all over the body, very awkward.
The reason why heaven and earth are immortal is because they have their spirit, which is called the way of heaven.
Even if the human body is really not bad, if it has no spirit, it can't stop the passage of time and turn into ashes.
In this world, swordsmanship is the mainstay, and many people have no inner strength to cultivate at home, let alone hope for spiritual cultivation, and want to involve spiritual records, except for Wudang Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion, Da Nei, there is nowhere else.
Chen Ping's body is limited, and his internal strength is progressing slowly, and he wants to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read the classics, but he can't, and he is extremely bored.
If he obtains a copy of the Jiuyang Sutra as early as possible, or a top-level internal strength method such as Pure Yang Wuji Gong, Chen Ping believes that the cultivation of internal strength will be completed quickly, and even if he does not rely on the classics of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he will have a lot of time to study the spiritual mysteries.
It's too boring to live like this.
"Get out of here!" Ding Qian brandished his sword and forced a group of disciples away.
"He will only hide behind a woman, what kind of man is he?" These disciples didn't dare to take Ding Qian seriously, and they all spoke to Chen Ping.
Although Wudang pays the most attention to peace and nature, these disciples are less than ten years old and less than twenty years old, so they don't understand these things. After entering the Wudang Sect and learning swordsmanship for two or three years, those who are smart enough must gather the younger brother to be their own team, so as to ensure enough prestige among the younger generation of disciples. There are many conflicts every day, and fights are inevitable.
Chen Ping has been in the Wudang Sect for two years, and he has never fought with these disciples in swordsmanship, he has already left the group, and no one has given him a good look, Chen Ping will not care about this.
Some people wanted to trouble Chen Ping, but they were blocked by Ding Qian. In fact, Chen Ping is not afraid of these troubles, his reincarnated person is equivalent to a congenital opening of spiritual wisdom, and he has worked hard since he was a child, although he did not put his mind into swordsmanship, he was much better than these disciples by virtue of his skills in fighting. Ding Qian followed him, affecting some of his personal time, and also helped him save him a lot of trouble, and the two approached balance.
Someone reacted slowly, unable to dodge, so he had to take out his sword to block, only listening to the sound of clanging, the sword in the man's hand had already appeared a few gaps, and he retreated angrily. Ding Qian proudly raised the sword in his hand, which was made of stainless steel.
This happened many times, and soon the disciples retreated. Ding Qian came over and said, "Senior brother, don't be afraid, I will protect you." β
Chen Ping smiled: "How long can you protect me." β
Ding Qian thought for a while and said, "It's been a long, long time. β