The next morning, Wang Chao ran to the park excitedly, waiting for Tang Zichen to teach the magical martial arts he had seen yesterday. When he arrived in the woods, snowflakes were still floating in the sky, but Tang Zichen had already started morning exercises there. Wang Chao walked along the way, and his head and face were covered with white illumination. However, Tang Zichen had been punching in this park for many years. Not to mention snowflakes, he didn't even have traces of melting snow water. He stepped on the snow and his trousers were not wet.

Wang Chao was confused at this time, and he didn't know that this was the magical realm of "one feather cannot be added, and flies cannot fall" in this internal martial arts. If he looked carefully, he would find that there were only footprints less than half an inch deep on the snow, but Tang Zichen exerted his strength vigorously, and from time to time, he made waves of muffled thunder-like sounds in the air.

He approached Tang Zichen and Fang felt something was wrong. A snow pile next to him turned out to be a human. Although he was determined by nature, he was just a 16 or 17-year-old child. He had never seen such a thing. He looked at Qin Mu's figure sitting under the tree with round eyes and asked stutteringly: "Are you okay?"

He turned his head and said to Tang Zichen, "Sister Chen, do you want to call an ambulance?"

But Tang Zichen shook his head, ignored Qin Mu, and just asked the dynasty to come forward and began to teach other national skills.

But after listening to her carefully explaining the origin of the Chinese martial arts to Wang Chao, the topic changed, but she talked about herself: "I practice boxing at the age of five. Because my bones were not fixed, I only cultivated my body because I only stood in a stance to nourish my body. I started from the internal strength, and did not practice Ming strength. After ten years, I reached the peak of the transformation of the marrow in the Huajin. In the next three years, I became in harmony with the Tao, and I was walking, sitting and lying down, and I was all practicing boxing. With the movement of my mind, I could kill people within thirty-six steps, and I was not afraid of guns and cannons. I had a sense of the feeling that I had reached the level of the cicada's refining spirit before the autumn wind moved.

Return to the emptiness and enlightenment. The sweetness and bitterness of the body are nine lives, and only one knows it is difficult to be the way of external people. Being able to achieve this achievement depends on ten years of cultivation of stances and practice first. The way of darkness is first understood. Before the darkness is practiced, the skin is strong and bulging one inch when it is tight, and the skin is strong and bulging one inch, and when it is loose, it is like mutton fat condensed water, soft, smooth and smooth. Otherwise, it must not be light. If you can reach this level, you can achieve internal inch strength. During the fight, you can assist with darkness, light and darkness, and reach the innate state. This is also the principle of being strong and soft in Tai Chi power first."

Lin Lin had a lot of various kinds. Wang Chao seemed to understand, but Qin Mu, who was standing beside him, had his eyes turned sharply. His mind was already awake, but his body was weak and his pores were no longer controlled by his thoughts. Qin Mu did not dare to get up, and even his eyelids did not dare to move. He could maintain the posture of the five hearts facing the sky, and slowly regulate his breathing.

Although he could not see or know at this time, Tang Zichen's words seemed to be like a heavy hammer, and suddenly woke him up. He knew that most of these words were said to him specifically, and it sounded carefully now.

Although this statement does not contain any secrets of magical skills, she can explain how she practices martial arts and how to achieve enlightenment clearly.

After hearing this, Qin Mu seemed to have realized something.

After Tang Zichen talked about this, he didn't say much. He just started to teach Wang Chao how to sit on a horse and how to practice boxing. Although it was the most basic thing in boxing, she was indeed very concise and clear in her words, and she saw blood for a while.

Although there are masters leading you to practice, and practice is a personal word, the master who leads you to enter almost determines your upper limit. Just as even a key university in poor mountain village schools is a luxury, but those provincial-level prestigious schools only talk about how many Tsinghua and Peking University we have. If you say hard work and spoiled city people can compare to those poor children, it is even more nonsense. What you don’t have is just teaching resources.

Teachers like Tang Zichen are equivalent to those who are not only famous teachers in the country, but also give college entrance examination questions every year. She led Wang Chao into the door, but her foundation is the most correct one.

After that, Tang Zichen brought Wang Chao here to practice martial arts every morning, but she would tell a story about a master of national martial arts every day. No matter whether Wang Chao could understand it or not, he would not avoid Qin Mu in teaching. When Qin Mu heard it, he understood in his heart that she was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and she became more and more grateful.

However, although his body's strength is no longer leaking, it is like a galloping horse, running around in his muscles and bones. Although he tried his best to control it, he was not allowed to make the internal martial arts mistakenly. At this time, although there is still dark force in his body, he is completely out of control. Not only that, the running force has caused the impact of his perfect body to polish his perfect body in the Mingjin stage. Now, although his realm is still there, his combat power is no longer the same.

Although he could not see or speak at this time, he could feel a little light with his eyes closed and his eyelids. He knew that the sun was rising and setting, slowly, his heart moved with the sun and the moon, and when the sun was born and was full of vitality. His heart and mind were full of vitality as the sun rose, vigor, and his spirit flew. By noon, the sun was hanging in the sky, motionless, but the light was the most fierce and violent burst. At this time, he was firmly guarding the center of his heart, holding it down, but there was a faint violent force in this motion, which was to seek strength in silence. In the evening, the sun set, the light shone everywhere in the sky, and his heart and blood scattered throughout his body, slowly sinking. Return to silence.

Wait until night, the moon rises, and is distant and quiet, like the moon, quiet and cold. Finally, it doesn't move, and the mind returns to the darkness and emptiness, waiting for the sun to rise the next day, and the mind naturally erupts. It circulates with the sun and the moon.

People who practice martial arts have a combination of mind and mind, a combination of mind and qi, and a combination of energy. Although Qin Mu's internal strength is no longer controlled at this time, the muscles, bones, muscles, and internal organs in the body seem to be consciously and automatically disappear with the sun and moon, constantly rotating. The internal energy in his body seems to have spirituality, move at any time, and naturally cooperate with the mind, and nourishes the damaged body.

This is the so-called collecting the essence of the sun and the moon. The mind and mind, form and qi, and the law of fusion of the sun and the moon is not absorbing its light, but the health rules and principles contained in it.

On the seventh day, after Tang Zichen taught Wang Chao, he did not leave directly. Instead, he walked to Qin Mu and said softly: "The heavenly question said: 'Who preached the ministry at the beginning of Suigua', you understand."

Qin Mu slowly opened his eyes. Wang Chao on the side felt that these eyes were as dazzling as the sun and as bright as the cold moon. But for a moment, they were just plain and gentle. Qin Mu smiled and slowly stood up, bowed to Tang Zichen, and said softly: "It seems that he has realized something, but he seems to have nothing to gain. But I want to thank Miss Tang for his kindness to protect him." He had not driven him in this park for a week. If no one secretly maintained it, he would be ignorant of the world.

Tang Zichen smiled indifferently and said, "You call me a fellow Taoist, then I will wait for you in the future."

When Qin Mu heard this, he also let go of his gratitude and laughed: "I will not let fellow Taoists be more beautiful than before. Fellow Taoists, now that the great way is ahead, I will not let go. Let's leave here. I will wait until the future, and then prove my way with fellow Taoists and say goodbye."

After saying that, he walked forward without waiting for a reply.

Tang Zichen still looked at him with a smile without any reservation. Wang Chao looked at his figure and felt that he was running towards the rising sun with all his might, but he unconsciously thought of Kuafu. Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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