So the old master said, so if you want to learn my martial arts, you can only go to read books.

Reading books can also practice martial arts, and even more can practice a peerless master without paying attention, this kind of thing Daoist Fang felt very fresh and excited. Of course, the old master didn't have the time to tell him stories, and the old master only said that he had been reading books in prison for five years and had achieved martial arts. Fang Yindao believed what he said, and Daoist Fang was convinced, this situation was very similar to Xue Wanli's experience of Xue Haohan, which showed that it was a completely feasible and good way! Daoist Fang said excitedly that this is the case, Uncle Kong, I also want to read books, watch him for three years and five years, and then-

There were books and two large boxes in the thatched hut.

Then Daoist Fang rushed into a hurry, and impatiently ran back to the house to read, intending to study hard for both civil and military cultivation from now on, and prepare to become a peerless master when he went out.

Of course, although Daoist Fang's brain is not very bright, and people are easy to be impulsive, he still has a little self-knowledge. Before he ran into the house, Daoist Fang turned back and said with a sad face, Don't be joking, Uncle Kong, even if you can read books in five years and be a peerless master, I can only be regarded as a nerd. Seeing that the wild donkey was still on the road, the old master nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

So, finally, the old master began to teach him swordsmanship.

The old master said, in the five years in prison, I only practiced internal skills, and the swordsmanship was created by myself later, and the five-way swordsmanship of benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith. The old master said that I have integrated the Confucian Five Constants into my swordsmanship, so that I am proficient, and even enlightened, and finally successful. The old master said that all the laws and ten thousand laws in a lifetime are one, no matter what the law is, you can get started, one law is all and all the laws are connected, that is the truth of touching the bypass, and all the laws will still be attributed to one law, that is the truth of returning to the basics.

At that time, Daoist Fang nodded again and again to show that he understood, and then looked at the old master eagerly, and eagerly, and eagerly and earnestly looked at the old master, meaning that there is no need to talk nonsense, just teach! Don't you know that the old master has already finished teaching. The old master said that since I have returned to the basics, at this time my swordsmanship only has sword intent and no moves, you must know that there is no martial arts in the world, and all martial arts moves are just a thought of the predecessors.

So the old master said that I couldn't understand Qingping's sword technique, and I didn't have to understand it.

Daoist Fang did not dare to agree with this, nor did he dare to, but he simply could not accept it! Daoist Fang frowned and said What about the five constants of Confucianism, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith? Isn't that a move? The old master replied Yes, it is a move, but I have felt bored in recent years, so I gave it up. Yes, the old master thought that he had no faith to rely on, no wisdom to determine, no etiquette, and no respect for righteousness, so he had abandoned the four-way sword technique ten years ago, leaving only one benevolent sword. In recent years, the fire of benevolence has been the anger of benevolence, hidden and non-confucian, and consciously benevolent is not appropriate, and it is also abandoned.

The more Daoist Fang listened, the more wrong it became, and he consciously fell for a moment, and he was angry. Not only was he angry, but he was already angry! After going around in a big circle, there was still no hair, and if he said it, he didn't say it, so how could it be reasonable! Daoist Fang wanted to turn his face at that time, but he still held back, saying that if you really don't want to teach, just say it clearly, I don't want to listen to you joke anymore. Just kidding, just kidding, the old master was also a little disappointed at the time, sighed and said silly boy, these words have been understood by Uncle Kong all his life, you have to joke, it's worth it.

A wild ass is a wild donkey, and it shows its true colors on the spot after a try. Of course, there is no way to teach swordsmanship, Daoist Fang still has internal skills to learn, the question that has often plagued Daoist Fang for several days has also been asked many times, and this time he scratched his head and asked, the old master finally said, the empty and the underworld, the sky, there is nothing, and the insignificant is infinite. The old master smiled and said, I said that all laws are connected, and I have a way to deal with your internal strength.

Here's the way: fishing.

Daoist Fang didn't understand, but Daoist Fang still listened, and Daoist Fang believed that he would definitely have a way.

In line with the idea that a dead horse is a live horse doctor.

From that day on, Daoist Fang was fishing by the river.

I fished for ten days in a row.

There were bamboo poles, and the needles were bent and hooked, and the threads of the mats were braided, and the reed poles were folded to float. He dug up the earthworms and started fishing. Regarding the matter of fishing, Daoist Fang is still very interested, because Daoist Fang will be very interested in everything that eats, drinks and has fun. The old master said that as long as Daoist Fang caught a fish, he would tell him how to use two kinds of internal strength at the same time. And the reason why he wanted him to fish first, the old master said that it was because Daoist Fang was frizzy like a monkey, he sat and sat and lived, and he couldn't listen to it, so he had to learn to calm down and settle down.

Old Master, this is another joke, how can Daoist Fang be like a monkey? Daoist Fang is clearly a wild donkey, and he can't sit down or listen to him more than a monkey. Daoist Fang thought that fishing was very simple, Daoist Fang had also fished before and had caught many times, it can be said that he was an expert, and there were so many fish in this big river, how many and so many, and it was easy and pleasant to catch a fish, and it was a matter of minutes.

Don't you know that after ten days of fishing, you really didn't catch a single fish.

The big river is big, but because of its size, there are very few big fish on the riverside, only small fish. The fish is so small that it can't bite the bait, and every time the bait is eaten, it floats and moves, but when it is lifted, it is empty. Even if there is an occasional big fish passing by Fang Daoist, it can't be caught, because this is a big river, and the water is rolling and flowing, which makes the drifter rise and fall uncertainly, whether the fish is biting the hook Fang Daoist can't see it clearly.

Of course, the main reason is that Daoist Fang couldn't sit still, Daoist Fang took a shot to change places, and he was buoyant and scolded for three days. On the fourth day, they sat down, and fished for three days, and generally not. Then the donkey temper of Daoist Fang came up, and he fished from morning to night every day, without eating or drinking, and fished for three days. On the tenth day, Daoist Fang finally figured it out. This was a vicious conspiracy and a big trap, and the old master didn't want to teach him martial arts at all, because there was no way to catch fish by the river.

was about to go back to him to settle accounts, but unexpectedly, he couldn't mention it!

Look at the fish drift at the water's edge, and a fishing line is straight!

Big fish! Daoist Fang is overjoyed!

Finally, the catch is on!

A king eight.

The king was the size of a palm, hanging on the hook and his neck stretched out, and his four paws struggled and rowed, and he was very distressed.

The mouth is hooked, and it looks pitiful.

Daoist Fang was stupid.

After staying for a long time, he smiled bitterly and showed it to the old master.

The old master said, Wang Ba is not a fish, you don't count, go fishing again.

That is a kind of torment, Daoist Fang will never go fishing again in this life, Daoist Fang said that Wang Ba is also a fish, otherwise how can it be called a soft-shelled turtle? The old master said that there is a kind of melon called a fool, have you ever eaten it? Daoist Fang was speechless. Of course, Daoist Fang can't do anything else, if you want to talk about kung fu, it won't lose to anyone, Daoist Fang said I can show you this fish with a carapace, can you bring me the kind of melon called a fool to eat?

The old master was speechless.

In any case, in terms of Daoist Fang's knowledge, being able to know that Wang Ba is also called a soft-shelled turtle is a gratifying thing that deserves to be celebrated. So the old master didn't bother with him much, and the old master said, don't fish, you go to the net. Casting nets and fishing has always been what Fang Yuren wants to do most these days, although he is eager to learn martial arts, Fang Chang is not in a hurry to come to Japan, and Daoist Fang immediately agreed to him.

Happily.

But I didn't expect that this thing would be more difficult to do than fishing.

This time, the old master did not ask him to catch a fish, but said that when you go to the river, you only need to cast it out with one hand and enter the water in a circle. This was another vicious conspiracy, a bigger trap, but Daoist Fang didn't see through it at the time, Daoist Fang was happy and confident, and went.

This time it was another ten days.

Hundreds of times a day, thousands of times in ten days, Daoist Fang didn't do it in the end, and he didn't get lucky enough to get even a single shrimp on the net. I only ended up with back pain and leg cramps, and a stomach full of river wind and leisure, which was miserable. Daoist Fang summed up the reasons for his failure countless times, and finally came to five: First, the wind is strong. Second, the ship is small. Third, the weight of the net. Fourth, one-handed. Fifth, there are only eight kings in this river, and there are no fish.

On the tenth day, Daoist Fang was lucky enough to get another Wang Ba, and it was even bigger!

That Wang Bazhi was the size of a human face, staring at two angry mung bean eyes, and slashing at the sky with his four feet, looking extremely angry!

Daoist Fang couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to take it back and show it to the old master.

And said that the hard work really paid off, I was finally able to spread this fishing net!

It's not a net, it's a lie, and it won't be rounded at all. This time, the old master didn't speak, the old master just threw the king back into the river, supported the boat and took Daoist Fang to the middle of the river, and cast a net with one hand. The fishing nets are unfurled in the wind, and they are round, almost like a full moon. Immediately entered the water lightly, almost silently. The old master still did not speak, but slowly collected the net and put it into his hands again.

The meaning is very clear, and Daoist Fang has nothing to say.

Of course, Daoist Fang will always have something to say, Daoist Fang has always been sharp and cunning, Daoist Fang said that you don't count, you use internal force and I don't have internal force at all, you are bullying. The old master said that I didn't use internal force, which eye of yours saw that I used internal force. Daoist Fang said that I have seen it with all my eyes, and you use it! If you use it, you will use it! For this kind of unreasonable and nonsense nonsense, the old master also disdains to argue with him, and only said that the mud is not on the wall, and the children cannot be taught.

After that, Daoist Fang finally got his wish and learned a magical martial art.

It was because before the old master taught him after scolding, Daoist Fang said something very sincerely.

Speaking of Uncle Kong, Fang Yin knows that fishing is not for catching fish, but only for the purpose of collecting the heart and defining it, and only if you are not impatient can you calm down and think carefully and carefully. Speaking of Uncle Kong, Fang Yin knew that casting the net did not have to be perfect, just to judge the situation, Fang Yin had been carefully observing the direction of the wind and waves, and figuring out the skills of casting the net on the boat. Speaking of Uncle Kong, although Fang Yin did not catch a single fish, he got two kings, just as Fang Yin did not do what Uncle Kong said, but he got many more important and gratifying harvests than that.

Speaking of Uncle Kong, Fang Yin is not stupid, Fang Yin understands in his heart.

The old master smiled after hearing this, and said that rotten wood can also be carved, and the boy can also be taught.

Yes, this is not doing useless work, this is a test, and Daoist Fang has passed the test.

Of course, Daoist Fang has always said that he will do it, and he will do one thing after another, and the old master will also fool him.

It is an internal skill, nameless, created by Kong Mengyu in prison.

It is said to be magical, but it is not magical, Zhongzheng is peaceful and indifferent, just like the old master and his person. The old master said that if you want to learn the technique, you must first understand the reason, what is the internal strength? It is nothing more than the harmony of the breath and the use of the method. The old master said that there is no distinction between good and evil in internal strength, but each has its own nature, just like the three pure and true senses are gentle and strong, just like the empty and underworld divine skills are domineering and rebellious. The old master said that different things do not conspire with each other, at this time, you can cultivate both skills, just like forcing each to take one side of the north and south passers-by, so the conflict is tangled and cannot be parallel. The old master said that there must be my teacher in the threesome, and since you have cultivated two kinds of internal strength, you might as well cultivate my one and try to guide it.

The old master said a lot, and Daoist Fang didn't understand it. But Daoist Fang still obediently did what he wanted, anyway, it was a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and it didn't hurt if he succeeded or failed, so he could give it a try. The exercises are very simple, not like an internal skill, but more like a health preservation technique. It's also easy to practice, and it's not surprising that it's easy to understand with only a hundred crosses. This is not difficult for Daoist Fang at all, Daoist Fang has a foundation in the method of exhaling qi practice, so Daoist Fang began to practice.

With joy and hope.

Daoist Fang has always been an unfortunate experiment, cultivating internal skills like this, practicing swordsmanship like this, and there is an old master in the past. The old master only took half an hour to teach the exercises, so he asked him to sit by the river and practice by himself, so he went down the river to cast nets and fish. The old master said that he couldn't read a hundred words, but he memorized it for half an hour before he remembered, and I won't comment on your talent and qualifications.

Daoist Fang sneered and scoffed.

Daoist Fang has high talent and good qualifications, and he is already a genius.

Whoever underestimates Daoist Fang can only prove that he has no eyes and a broken brain.

Whether it is a thousand-mile horse or a crappy donkey, Daoist Fang will show everyone with iron-clad facts.

This practice is another ten days!

Regardless of whether it will be successful or not, on the evening of the tenth day, when the Taoist priest Fang sat on the bank of the river to do his work.

I was closing my eyes, I suddenly heard the weeds swishing, and when I opened my eyes, I slowly climbed into the water.

Slowly approach.

It's another king.

This Wang Ba is different, this Wang Ba is bigger than the previous two, very big, and has the size of an ass.

This is an old king.

Lao Wang Ba stared straight at Daoist Fang, his mouth open, as if he had something to say.

Daoist Fang was speechless.

Wang Ba, Wang Ba, and Wang Ba, this is a kind of fate, it is fate.

And one is bigger than the other, which is also an auspicious sign, indicating that Daoist Fang will be a long-lived person.

Daoist Fang waved his hand impatiently, as a distraction, and said Get out of here, I didn't see that I was busy-

Don't you know that the old Wang's neck poked out of the mouth and took out the electricity, and he had a middle finger!

Ahh

Ten fingers connected to the heart, pain into the bone marrow, Fang Daoist screamed, Fang Daoist angrily shook it vigorously, and Lao Wang Ba flew out!

Thump!

Daoist Fang looked at his injured and bleeding middle finger with tears in his eyes, and unconsciously made a gesture.

This is not a coincidence, this is a retribution, Lao Wang Ba is here to take revenge, blood for blood and tooth for tooth!

This is the story of Daoist Fang and the three kings.

Daoist Fang smiled.

With tears in his eyes, he smiled happily.

Putting his fingers together, his fists clenched, and he felt full of strength!

It doesn't hurt! It doesn't hurt!

Jumped up, jumped and shouted, and the sunset reflected the vitality of the red!

It's done! It's done! It's done!