Lord of Earth Fiend

Chapter 6 "The Thoughts of Mental Cultivation"

After sleeping all night, I woke up the next day, my head was still a little groggy, and my limbs and joints were sore.

This body is really not good and must be improved.

But now I can't find my uncle as a teacher.

Qiu Bugui was widowed in his early years, had no remarriage, and had no children under his knees.He is very skilled in martial arts, and he wanted to take Chen Jin as his apprentice back then, but this nephew refused and went to study and test his achievements.

Time has passed, and at Chen Jin's current age, his muscles and bones have been shaped, and his blood has accumulated. It is too late to learn martial arts.

Today, uncle may not be willing to teach him again.

Thinking of this, Chen Jin sighed.

Suddenly I remembered that yesterday my uncle repeatedly told him to check the books, so as not to violate the prohibition and cause trouble to the upper body.

This has to be done as soon as possible.

I was a book lover in my previous life, and I bought books when I had money, either in shops or street stalls: classics and articles, poems and songs, prose and miscellaneous notes, etc.

Over the years, the collection of books is quite rich.

After breakfast, Chen Jin went to the study to check the books, and finally picked out more than ten books.

These books, now outdated, must be burned.

In a dynasty with an underdeveloped printing industry, books were valuable.Not only expensive, but also difficult to buy, often have to copy by hand.

Chen Jin secretly felt that it was a pity to burn these books.If it's the predecessor, I'm definitely not willing to part with it.But now, after being imprisoned, he understands the truth that "a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall".

This kind of thing is really no joke.

Burning it is the safest way to deal with it.

So I took these books, took them to the yard, burned them, and burned them clean.

"Cousin, what are you burning?"

Qiu Baoer's voice came.

Seeing this fat man, Chen Jin had a flash of inspiration: "Cousin, did you learn martial arts from Uncle Bugui?"

Chen Jin didn't want to learn art from a teacher at first, but later Qiu Bugui set his mind on Qiu Bao'er.

Qiu Bao'er replied: "At present, I have learned the basic "Standing Skills", and there is also a "Thinking of Mental Cultivation"."

Rejuvenation method?
Chen Jin was agitated, and hurriedly asked: "Shouldn't practicing martial arts be learning boxing? Why did you practice the idea of ​​cultivating the mind?"

"Uncle said, standing upright to train your body and resting your mind to calm your soul, the two are inseparable."

Chen Jin was overjoyed, and when he really dozed off, someone gave him a pillow, and said anxiously, "How do you practice? Come and teach me."

Qiu Baoer was surprised: "Cousin, do you want to learn martial arts?"

"Your body is too poor, you have to practice."

Qiu Baoer looked at him and remained silent for a long time.

Chen Jin shouted: "Good cousin, my cousin treats you well on weekdays. I remember the last time my uncle beat you, I pleaded for you."

Qiu Bao'er snorted angrily, "Originally, I only needed to suffer three boards, but after Uncle heard your pleading, he directly hit me five boards."

Chen Jin blushed: "And the time when my aunt teased you? I took you to escape, and that's how I escaped her clutches."

Qiu Bao'er looked sad and indignant: "I was teased by my aunt, at most I was painted with a turtle on my face. But I ran after you, and fell headfirst on a pile of cow dung!"

Chen Jin: "..."

It seems that bad luck is born, not the fault of the traverser.

In this way, it is not easy for the little guy to teach Kung Fu.

Chen Jin frowned and racked his brains to think of other ways.

Qiu Baoer crossed her arms and snorted arrogantly: "Actually, it's not impossible to teach you, but you have to agree to my conditions."

Chen Jin was overjoyed when he heard that there was something going on, and said, "Whatever the condition, just say it!"

I thought that as long as it was not too harsh and difficult to do, I agreed.

"You invite me to eat Wuweizhai's roast chicken. If you eat two, you will learn how to stand upright; if you eat five chickens, you will teach me "Thoughts on Mental Cultivation."

Chen Jin: "!"

That's it?

A little kid is a little kid after all, and the pattern is small.

"No problem, don't say three, five, I ask you to eat ten!"

Chen Jin is very bold and authentic.

Qiu Baoer's eyes lit up immediately: "Let's go, let's go to the city."

Speaking of entering the city, Chen Jin remembered his uncle's warning that he was not allowed to show up during this period.

Also, he seems to be out of money.

I really ran out of money, ran around calling for injustice for my professional teacher, and was arrested and imprisoned again. Where can I keep money on my body?
There is no savings in the house, and it is clean, even cleaner than a freshly washed face.

Chen Jin coughed dryly: "Cousin, the city has been in a mess these past few days. I heard that people are being arrested everywhere. My uncle said that I am not allowed to enter the city."

Hearing this, Qiu Bao'er believed it, and stretched out her little hand: "If you don't go, you won't go, just give me the money."

Where did Chen Jin find the money: "Cousin, this is your fault, our relationship, how can you eat alone?"

Qiu Baoer was a little annoyed: "This won't work, that won't work, it's boring, I won't teach it anymore."

Chen Jin hurriedly said: "Why rush for a while? You teach me first, after two days, I will take you into the city to eat chicken."

Qiu Bao'er sneered: "It's nice to say, who knows if you will turn your back on it?"

Chen Jin called Zhuang Tianqu: "Cousin, I am an educated person. I will do what I say and do what I say. Will I do something that is not worth my money?"

"Yes, at the beginning of the year you lent me ten cash for the New Year's Eve, saying that you wanted to buy books, but you haven't paid it back yet."

Chen Jin: "..."

Speechless, predecessor, predecessor, what can you do?It's useless to read sage books even if children's New Year's money is spent.

If you want to rely on it, you need to rely more on it. It's only ten pennies. What can you buy?
Qiu Baoer rolled her eyes: "It's okay to let me teach first, but you have to write an IOU."

"it is good!"

Chen Jin didn't talk too much nonsense, and immediately wrote a note in black and white, writing "Chen Jin owes Qiu Baoer ten pieces of Wuweizhai roast chicken".

Qiu Bao'er was very satisfied, and kept the IOU close to her.

"You can teach now."

"No problem, I will teach you the standing posture."

Chen Jin asked, "How many days does it take to practice this skill?"

"How many days?"

Qiu Bao'er sneered: "Uncle told me that the main practice of stance skills is to practice the basics. It takes one year to make progress, two years to build a frame, and three to five years to become a force."

Chen Jin: "..."

"Then what about "Thoughts on Mental Cultivation"?"

Qiu Bao'er replied: "This kind of kung fu can bring luck and refreshment. My uncle said that if you start in ten years, you will achieve a small success in 20 years; if you want to improve in the future, it will be useless to accumulate years, it depends on the fate of your bones."

Chen Jin: "!!!"

Ten or eight years at a time, do you want to train dead people?
"Is there no way to practice quickly?"

Qiu Baoer shook his head, and taught earnestly: "Cousin, listen to my advice, you must be down-to-earth in life, and you must practice step by step. Don't rush."

Chen Jin thought for a while: "It doesn't matter, first teach me the method of cultivating the mind, and then I will talk about it after practicing."

"what ever."

Qiu Bao'er was also refreshed, and took out something from her body, which was a painting scroll.Quaint, seems to be some years old.

Chen Jin took it, opened it, and saw that it was an ancient ink painting of portraits.An old Taoist was painted on it, with a strange face, not like a human, but more like a ghost.He was dressed in rags, barefooted and empty-handed, sitting on a futon, posing in a pose, and seemed to be practicing.

"This is a visualization map. You can practice kung fu by looking at the map. As much as you can see, you can practice as much as you can. It all depends on yourself."

Qiu Baoer introduced.

Hearing this, Chen Jin concentrated on looking at the painting.

At first glance, a painting is just a painting: although the poses of the portraits are lifelike, they are ultimately just the images of dead objects drawn with brush and ink.

Looking at it, my mind inexplicably thought of a sentence in the introduction of "Sanli Jing": Worshiping the gods, as if the gods are there...

The extended meaning of this sentence, when used in visualization, unexpectedly fits well, both of which have the meaning of "imagining and pretending".

boom!
Between the heaven and the earth, there is a sudden change, the scene changes, and it is different instantly.

　Rolling for follow-up reading!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)