chewing dragon

Chapter 41

Meng Fuzi's smile froze, he turned his head to look at Bai Dutou who was beside him, and said angrily, "Which one is chewing his tongue behind his back?"

Bai Du shrank his head and neck, opened his mouth slightly, but didn't dare to make a sound.

Just look at how cowardly he is, how can he be connected with the legendary underworld ghost who haunts the soul and makes people frightened?

Seeing this scene, Qi Jingzhi suddenly felt a little familiar, and couldn't help but slander: "If everyone in the capital is so miserable, then Xiong County Magistrate really has to think carefully about the request."

When he was thinking wildly, the old city god pointed at Master Meng and said with feigned anger: "It's clearly your own intentional complaints, don't talk about others here! If you don't want to do the job of Yin Yang Division, go back to study as soon as possible. , presumably there is still time!"

"What are you talking about, my lord! When I lived in the deserted garden, my heart and liver were taken away by that witch woman, and I was reduced to a living corpse for her to drive. If you hadn't taken it back with righteousness, I am afraid that I would still be in the sea of ​​suffering and have no choice relief!"

Master Meng once again bowed to the old city god, and said in a respectful and brisk tone, "Now I'm doing business in front of you, and it's too late to swear to the death, so what's the point of hard work!"

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help being a little surprised. He has known Master Meng for many years, and he knows that he has always acted upright, and his words and deeds are the most dignified. He has never heard of the appalling events of the past.

After showing his loyalty, Master Meng raised his hand and pointed at the young man, and said earnestly, "My lord, you have seen my student before, and I called him here today. He is a wild fox who has just started to practice, please mention one or two points, so as not to make mistakes in the future."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi was stunned at first, and then a warm current surged into his heart.

In the private school that day, Master Meng had already guessed that he might have a practice method in his hand, but he didn't point it out. He begged the city god for him.

Faced with the rare opportunity that the teacher won, Qi Jingzhi naturally did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Qi Jingzhi, a hunter in Songling County, has met you!"

"Don't be too polite!"

The old city god waved his hand at the young man, and said to Master Meng: "Your student is not a wild fox Zen! I saw him as soon as he came in. Although his blood is a little vain, his chest has been penetrated. It's just that he has only practiced for a short time. The light in the eyes could not be restrained, and the old man was a little dizzy."

Qi Jingzhi quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and stopped looking at the fourth-rank righteous god in front of him.

"Ha! The old man was just joking, you are a real kid, and you really don't look like Teacher Ni at all."

The old city god made fun of the young man, then put away the faint smile on his face, and said seriously: "When you looked at the old man just now, your eyes were straight and clear, which shows that you are selfless in your heart and have no fear or attachment. Nian, this kind of xinxing is not bad, it is a good material for cultivation.”

"However, it is difficult to cultivate, and the quality of mind and aptitude are only the most basic. You suffer because of your lack of family background, lack of fortune, lack of family support behind you, and you have not been accepted by those famous families early, so you can only find your own way out. Not to mention anything else, just based on your surname, if there is a little foundation in the family, it has long been in the eyes of the Zhenmoyuan."

The old city god said, turned his head to look at Master Meng again and said, "This old man is cultivating the divine way, so it's really not worth mentioning a few words. Did you mention those two words about the heart?"

Master Mencius nodded: "I mentioned it, but I'm just a low-level official, and I'm about to ask my lord to explain the word "heart bone" to him."

"What can't be explained? It's not about finding chapters and extracting sentences, explaining words. Is this heart..."

The old city god pondered, walked slowly into the courtyard, and then slowly walked back, and then said: "As the saying goes, there is a poetic spirit in the stomach, and in the old man's view, the heart bone is actually a person's heart, wisdom, knowledge. Knowledge and other inner beings are combined in one place to achieve such a mysterious and mysterious thing, which has no substance, but it really exists."

He looked at Qi Jingzhi with a serious expression on his face: "This old man is an official, so let's use this as an example. The court officials who assist the country's lord should be loyal to their work and help the world; parents and officials are in charge of the local government. , should be governed with benevolence and love for the people, and the core of military officials guarding one side should be to support the crisis, overcome difficulties, and make meritorious deeds on the battlefield. Without such ambition and integrity, it is absolutely impossible to become a famous minister and general, and monks on the road This is also true for trekking."

"The so-called heart and bone are internalized in the heart and externally manifested in actions, which is called the unity of knowledge and action."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help frowning slightly.

Lu Yunzi mentioned in the fragment of memory that the heart bone is the spirit in the chest of a martial artist.This is somewhat different from what the old city god said, but it is vaguely connected, and I don't know which explanation is more accurate.

I heard the old Chenghuang continue to say: "Those high-named disciples have been studying the classics in the sect for years since childhood, in order to understand the subtle words and righteousness of the previous generation of ancestors. , Yangyi body, the disciples of each faction who have obtained the true instruction can be distinguished at a glance only from the temperament of their speech."

"All in all, the heart bone is the foundation of a monk or even a sect, and the specific practice skills are second. It is also because of such an invisible threshold that monks have obtained Taoist skills, so they dare not say that they must practice them. If it doesn’t work, at least it’s getting half the result with twice the effort, similar in shape but not in spirit.”

Hearing the word "monk", Qi Jingzhi's eyes widened suddenly, and suddenly a thought popped up.

"When the tiger spirit was still a monk, he had heard many Zen tiger stories told by his master since he was a child. He was quite envious in his heart. Under the subtle influence, his heart would definitely shift in this direction. Maybe this is why he can truly transform The reason for the tiger? If you think about it further, the Tiger Lord came to him and gave him the tiger skin as a gift, probably because of this..."

Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help asking: "My lord, you mean that if a person chooses a kung fu, the kung fu also chooses a person? If a kung fu is fierce and domineering, it's best for the practitioner to be like a fire. A person who is indifferent and desireless, like a wild crane in the clouds, should look for a natural and inaction, unrestrained and elegant cultivation method?"

"That's what it means! Inheritance of Taoism, the first thing is to win people! The more the disciples of the disciples are in line with their own ideas and exercises, the higher their achievements will often be in the future."

The old city god clapped his hands and praised: "Judging from your progress in practice, the exercises you practice are very compatible with yourself. This is already the envy of many people who can't come to great fortune. Next, we will continue to work hard from the heart. To start, in other words, what kind of backbone your practice needs, what kind of person you should strive to become."

Qi Jingzhi was terrified: "In this way, wouldn't he gradually lose himself and become the shadow of the person who created the exercises?"

The old city god couldn't help laughing: "How could it be? There have never been two identical people in this world, and naturally there will not be two identical bones. Even those disciples trained by Gao Ming's family from a young age only have similar ideas and temperaments. There are more or less differences. Let’s take reading as an example..."

He paused, shook his head slightly and said, "When you read the works of predecessors, don't you have your own understanding and likes and dislikes? Choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones. This is the right way. If you don't Making trade-offs, even decapitating the crown, cutting the feet to fit the shoes, isn’t it putting the cart before the horse and downright stupid? Speaking of this, there was a master painter in your ancestors of the Qi family, who left a famous saying..."

Qi Jingzhi's heart was shocked, and he blurted out: "Those who learn from me will live, and those who resemble me will die?"

When he uttered this sentence, the young man seemed to be enlightened, and he had a clear understanding in his heart: "Yes, I want to raise my heart and bone, and naturally use the "Xian Yu Jing" as the foundation, but I can't just cater to Chen Xiangyin blindly, after all After all, I am a human being, not a real crane. I control the exercises, not the exercises control me!"

(End of this chapter)