What is a half-madman?

When people are crazy, sticks are not crazy. When the stick is crazy, people are not crazy.

The stick is used by people, and the moves are made by people, and the one hundred and eighteen styles of the crazy devil are not crazy when the people are crazy.

There are no tricks, you can't be rigid, and you can't take the meaning of the crazy devil in the style of the crazy devil, and you are not crazy when you are crazy with a stick.

Half-crazy, he entered the house.

What is true madness?

When people are crazy, so are sticks. People are not crazy, and sticks are also crazy.

People are crazy demons, sticks are not sticks, and the intention of mad demons is to have the heart of mad demons, and when people are crazy, sticks are also mad demons.

The stick becomes a mad demon, the heart cannot be lost, and the power of the mad devil binds the heart of the mad demon, and it is a crazy devil who is not crazy and a devil is crazy.

If you become a mad demon, you can get martial arts.

What a madman?

People are sticks, sticks are people, there is no truth and no illusion, and people and sticks are one.

"Human stick, unity?" The Peony Woman frowned and asked curiously, "Boss, do you have any unity with this human stick?"

Boss, of course, it's Dinghai.

Dinghai sat upright with his eyes closed, stretched out two fingers, and gestured.

Yes, Dinghai's realm at this time is a real madman, and it has not yet reached the point where people and sticks are one.

Peony looked at the crumpled piece of straw paper in his hand, looked at the crooked handwriting on the straw paper, and thought thoughtfully.

Don't underestimate this piece of paper, a few words, this is the essence of Dinghai's lifelong martial arts that Dinghai has realized for many years. Don't underestimate the realm of true mad demons, more than ten years ago, the Confucianism on Nanshan was defeated under the stick of Dinghai, and Dinghai had not yet entered the realm of true mad demons at that time. Of course, no one can underestimate Dinghai's mad devil stick method, when Dinghai swept the world martial arts conference with a Buddha stick and won the championship in one fell swoop, it was only the realm of a half-mad demon-

And the realm of mad demons is already the realm of heaven and man, just as the old master is benevolent, righteous, lily, wise, and faithful, and the five swordsmanship are all abandoned, and the human sword is one.

Wu Chan was holding the Buddha stick in one hand, and yelled with ahhhhh It was a good day, in the inn on the water side, under the big tree, at the stone table, the old monk was teaching the little monk the crazy magic stick method. This set of stick techniques is the only stunt in Dinghai's life, and it is also the first stunt! Yes, the monk Wuzen will only have a simple set of eighteen Arhat fists, and the King Kong is not bad to say that it is majestic and spirited, but it is only the kung fu of fighting, and the martial arts are still far from enough. And as the descendant of Nanshan Zen Buddhism, the most beloved little monk of the old monk of Dinghai, of course, must learn this without Zen -

Crazy Stick Method!

The stick is the head of a hundred soldiers, and it grows up to be powerful and powerful, which is in line with the exercises practiced by Wu Zen. The stick method can be rigid or soft, thick and thin, hitting, uncovering, covering, pressing, cloud, sweeping, wearing, supporting, picking, teasing, dialing all kinds, majestic and subtle, see that there is no blade and no blade in general to destroy the withering and decaying, and the power is not inferior to any kind of weapon.

Dinghai's Crazy Devil Stick Method was originally one of the eighty-two stunts of Nanshan Zen Buddhism, the Crazy Wand Method.

But Dinghai thought that by using a stick to make it, he could get the essence of his madness.

And this Buddha stick, taken from the heart of the millennium iron and wood, is really the treasure of the Nanshan Zen temple!

"Ahh――――――――――h

"Crazy!" said the Peony girl in horror, "Look!

"Hey!" Dinghai shook his head and sighed.

There are thousands of good things in Zen, and there is only one bad thing, which will not make weapons.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, sticks, long, short, thick, thin, soft, hard, all kinds, no Zen, the same.

It's not that I haven't taught, and I can't teach it, any magic weapon is waste garbage in the hands of Wuzen, and the Buddha stick is also average.

In this regard, the explanation of non-Zen is: non-Zen is stupid.

In this regard, Dinghai's explanation is: no Zen and no heart.

In this regard, Peony's explanation is: This is called talent, and no Zen can be achieved.

"I'm done!" the peony woman laughed and said confidently: "I'm coming!

Genius and genius, one in ten thousand! This is a little familiar, as if it is a certain big brother who has no Zen, and often hangs on his lips.

Wuzen handed over the Buddha stick, hehe, Yile: "Sister Peony, this is very heavy!"

"Cut!" the Peony Woman dismissed, and threatened: "Go aside!

Buddha stick, iron and wood heart, heavy, eighty-seven pounds.

"Ah――――――――――――――――――――――――――――h

The peony woman smashed her foot immediately, and she limped back with a grin: "Phew! Broken stick, don't practice!"

There is no Zen and practice, only one style: 抡.

Dinghai sat under the tree, his eyes flashing, and his face solemn.

In fact, no Zen is not without care, Dinghai knows. What Zen Peony said is not wrong, Zen is stupid and has no talent. Weapons are ultimately foreign objects, and it is not as convenient as fists and feet, Dinghai understands this truth. But that's the value of non-Zen, because the mind of non-Zen is very simple, and using a stick in the case of non-Zen is like giving up your fists and feet, and you can't do it. There is only one way, Dinghai is thinking, can he give up the half-mad demon and the real mad demon to go straight to the realm of the mad demon-

In other words, directly let the Zen-free monk stick one.

Of course, it is difficult, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, the food has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road has to be taken step by step, and the practice of martial arts should also be gradual and thin, and those who want to ascend to the sky in one step do not know whether they are dead or alive, either they go crazy or fall into a half-crazy half-madness. In terms of the way of martial arts, Dinghai is a grandmaster-level figure, how can he not understand these truths-

The only way is that it won't work.

Dinghai got up and slowly stepped forward: "Stick!"

This is to be demonstrated in person, the real mad devil stick method-

Peony's eyes widened. Zen Zen's eyes widened.

One is thick and long, the other is short, and the old monk stands in the middle of the scene with a Buddha stick, which reminds the two of them of a person at the same time.

Or it is a god, fighting to defeat the Buddha, and a monkey with a golden hoop stick.

Dinghai held his right hand in the middle of the stick and danced two stick flowers lightly and skillfully.

It is really lightweight, and the Buddha stick is as light as a straw in his hand, and he is extremely well-behaved and obedient.

Peony held her breath. Zen holds your breath.

"Woo-" instantly broke the air, and in an instant, Dinghai and Wuzen held one end of the stick, and slashed!

In the blink of an eye, the sound of sticks breaking through the air was in a line, heavy and dull to make people depressed: "Woo-" The wind rises! The clouds move! The body is like an old tree taking root, and only one arm is attached to the head of the club, but when I see the dust and stones flying in the wind and howling, it is like opening a huge umbrella without friends in the air! It is so loud and mighty! It is so loud that it is not raging! It is so exciting that the peony coat and long hair are flying without Zen, and the eyes are blurry and difficult to open, and the two look at each other in shock, and they are generally frightened!

This is a stick, not to be close!

"Duh!" a heavy shout was like thunder, and the stick was out, striking the big tree in the courtyard!

The body of the tree is as thick as a person holding a tall and towering sky, but under the stick of the Buddha, it has turned into a small grass in the wind, trembling and shaking.

Wind stops. Sticks.

Tree set. Person-determined.

Peony opens its mouth wide. No Zen opens his mouth wide.

At that time, the stick did not sweep out, and it was only a millimeter away from the place where it was born before the tree.

......

From the moving pole to the static pole, people hallucinate and stop time.

Later, for the god and Buddha who were born and demons, the two of them had their own understandings in their hearts, and their sayings were different.

It is easy to retract and release, wonderful to the peak, and the realm is too high to be done without Zen. The Zen monk thinks so.

The peony woman has a higher level of knowledge, looking at the front and left, looking up and down the right side of the house, and after careful research, she came to the conclusion that there must be a dark energy in the stick, and the tree must have suffered internal injuries.

"Really, Uncle Taishi?"

"Is that so, boss?"

Dinghai did not answer, and it became more and more unfathomable.

Of course, Dinghai's martial arts are high, extremely high, so there is no need to say more.

Of course, although Dinghai likes to show off and is easy to be impulsive, he still has a lot of feelings for the Buddha stick and cherishes it very much.

Of course, if the stick is one, the stick will be pulled out.