Early the next morning, Wang Chao rushed to the park, waiting for Tang Zichen to teach him the magical martial arts he had seen yesterday. When he arrived at the grove, there were still snowflakes in the sky, but Tang Zichen had already started his morning exercise there, Wang Chao walked all the way, his head and face were white, but Tang Zichen didn't know how long he had been boxing in this park, not to mention the snowflakes on his body, there was not even a trace of the snow melting, and he stepped on the snow, and his trousers were not even wet.

Wang Chao was ignorant at this time, how did he know that this was the magical realm of "a feather can't be added, and flies and insects can't fall" in this inner fist, if he looked carefully at his feet, he would find that there were only footprints less than half an inch deep on the snow, but Tang Zichen was vigorous, and from time to time there were bursts of thunderous sounds in the air.

He approached Tang Zichen, Fang Jue was wrong, a snowdrift beside him turned out to be a human form, although he was firm by nature, he was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, where had he ever seen such a thing, his eyes were round and he looked at Qin Mu's figure sitting under the tree, and stammered and asked, "Are you okay?"

Turning his head and saying to Tang Zichen, "Sister Chen, do you want to call an ambulance?"

But seeing Tang Zichen shook his head, he ignored Qin Mu, and just called the dynasty to come forward and start teaching him the art of the country.

But after listening to her explain the origin of national art to Wang Chao in detail, the conversation changed, but she talked about herself: "I practiced boxing at the age of five, because the bones were not shaped, because I only stood on the pile method to nourish the body, I started to cultivate from the internal strength, did not practice the Ming Jin, and passed ten years, so that I could cultivate both inside and outside." In another ten years, to the peak of refining the essence, and in the next three years, he was true with the Tao, sat and lay down, did not do his fist, and with a movement of his mind, he could kill people within 36 steps, and he was not afraid of guns. If you have a sense of induction first, you will feel that you have reached the autumn wind before the cicada has moved the refining spirit and returned to the void, and the realm of spirituality has been transformed. Among them, there are sweet and bitter, nine deaths and a lifetime, only self-knowledge, and it is difficult for outsiders to be humane. To have this achievement, it really depends on ten years of pile cultivation, and first through the way of dark energy. The dark energy has not been practiced until the whole body is accessible, and when the skin is tight, it is like fine iron soybeans, and when it is loose, it is like mutton fat condensation, soft and smooth. Otherwise, it should not be lightly fired. If you can reach this point, then the achievement of the inner inch strength, in the fight, can be supplemented with dark energy, light and dark, to achieve the congenital, this is also the Tai Chi strength in the first big soft loose principle. ”

Lin Lin has a lot of things, Wang Chao seems to understand it, but Qin Mu on the side is closed eyes, his eyes are turning sharply, his mind is already clear, but his body is weak, and the pores are no longer controlled by his thoughts, Qin Mu does not dare to get up, and he doesn't even dare to move his eyelids, so he can maintain this posture of five hearts facing the sky, in order to calm down and slowly breathe.

At this time, although he couldn't see or know, Tang Zichen's words seemed to be like a heavy hammer, knocking in his consciousness, and suddenly woke him up, knowing that most of these words were deliberately said to himself, and he listened carefully at the moment.

Although this remark does not contain any magic secrets, it is very clear how she practices martial arts and how she attains the Tao.

After listening to this, Qin Mu seemed to have an understanding.

After Tang Zichen finished talking about this, he didn't say much, but just began to teach Wang Chao how to sit on a horse and how to do boxing, although it is a very basic thing in boxing, but she did speak very concisely and clearly, and she saw blood for a while.

Although the cultivation is led by a master, the practice is in a personal word, but the master who leads you into the door almost determines your upper limit, just like those poor mountain village schools even a key university is a luxury, but those provincial famous schools are only talking about how many Qingbei we have, if you say hard, how can the pampered city people compare to those poor children, if you talk about talent, it is even more nonsense, what is poor is nothing more than teaching resources.

Teachers like Tang Zichen are equivalent to the kind of teachers who are not only at the level of national famous teachers, but also produce college entrance examination questions every year, Wang Chao was led into the door by her, but the foundation could not be more correct.

Since then, Tang Zichen has taken Wang Chao here every morning to practice martial arts, but she will tell an allusion to a master of national arts every day, whether Wang Chao understands it or not, and the teaching does not avoid Qin Mu, Qin Mu hears it, but she understands in her heart, she is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and she is more and more grateful.

said that although the strength in his body was no longer leaking, it was like a galloping horse, scurrying in his muscles and bones. Although he is trying his best to control it, but he has no choice but to make a mistake in this inner boxing method, it is a wrong step, a wrong step, at this time, although there is still dark energy in his body, but it is completely out of his control, not only that, but the chaotic strength actually makes his body impact that will be polished perfectly in the bright strength stage.

Although he can't see or speak at this time, he can feel a little light through his eyelids with his eyes closed, knowing the sunrise and sunset, and slowly, his mind will move with the sun and the moon, when the sun is first born and full of vitality. With the rising sun, his heart and mind are full of vitality, vigor and spirit. At noon, the sun hung in the middle of the sky, motionless, but the brilliance was the most violent burst, at this time, he held his heart and mind in the center of the heart, holding still, but there was a faint violent force in this immobility, which was to seek rigidity in silence. In the evening, the sun sets, the afterglow spreads all over the sky, and the blood spreads all over the body, slowly sinking. Return to silence.

At night, the moon rose, far away and quiet, like the moon, quiet and cold. At last motionless, the mind returned to the dark emptiness, waiting for the sun to rise the next day, and the mind spontaneously flourished again. Cycles with the sun and the moon.

Although Qin Mu's internal strength in his body is no longer under control at this time, the muscles, bones, muscles, and internal organs of the whole body seem to know the rhythm of the times, and they consciously and automatically extinguish with the sun and the moon, and keep turning. The internal qi in his body seemed to have a spirituality, which moved at any time, and naturally coincided with his will, but nourished his damaged body.

This is the so-called gathering of the essence of the sun and the moon. The heart and mind, form and qi, the laws of the sun and the moon are integrated, not to absorb its light, but to the laws and principles of health preservation contained in it.

On the seventh day, after Tang Zichen finished teaching Wang Chao, he didn't leave directly, but walked in front of Qin Mu and said softly: "Tianwen has a saying: 'At the beginning of the ancient times, who preached', do you understand. ”

Qin Mu opened his eyes slowly, and Wang Chao on the side only felt that these eyes were as dazzling as the sun for a while, and as bright as the cold moon for a while, but for a moment, they were just plain and gentle. I saw Qin Mu smiling, got up slowly, bowed to Tang Zichen, and said softly: "It seems that there is an understanding, but there seems to be nothing." But I want to thank Miss Tang for her kindness. "He was in this park for a week without anyone driving him away, and if he said that there was no one to maintain it secretly, he would be ignorant of the world.

Tang Zichen smiled indifferently and said, "If you call me a Daoyou, then I will wait for you on the road ahead." ”

When Qin Mu heard this, he also let go of the gratitude in his heart, and laughed: "I will not let Daoyou specialize in the front, Daoyou, now that this avenue is in front, I am reluctant to stop, don't pass by, wait for the next day, and then prove my way with Daoyou, and say goodbye." ”

After that, he didn't wait for a reply, and strode forward.

Tang Zichen still looked at him with a smile, without any restraint, Wang Chao looked at his figure, only to feel that he was running towards the rising day, but he unconsciously thought of the praise father.