Uncle Jiu refuses to accept disciples, I realize the practice method by myself

Chapter 31 Carrying Out the Heart and Tongyi

"Does Lin Bo know when the Huang family started to make a fortune?"

"Some years!"

Lin Bo showed a look of reminiscence: "I heard my old man mention it in the early years. It seems that it was the year when the third master Huang left his hometown. The Huang family suddenly became rich. Counting the time, it must have been more than 70 years!"

"So when Mr. Huang returned to his hometown, the Huang family had already accumulated a lot of money." Zhao Ying was thoughtful.

Since Mr. Feng Shui is backed by the Huang family, why was the treasured land of Feng Shui taken away by the Ren family by coercion and lure?

"Yes."

"But it's strange to say that after Mr. Huang returned to his hometown, he always lived in the ancestral house by himself, and had no contact with his brother who moved to the town. He didn't even move around during the holidays."

"Could it be that there are conflicts and grudges between their brothers?"

Lin Bo shook his head and said, "I don't know about that."

Zhao Ying thought for a while, and then asked a question that hadn't been answered before.

"Does Mr. Huang have no descendants?"

Lin Bodao: "There shouldn't be any in his hometown, but I'm not sure if there are any outside. After all, he was already 50 or [-] years old when he returned to his hometown, and he might have already married a wife and had children outside."

"That's all I know. If you really want to know something, you might as well go to Dongtou Village and ask about it."

"I'm going back."

Lin Bo walked away slowly with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Ying stood in the same place, thinking about his words, and thought, "If I'm not wrong, Mr. Huang should be the old ghost who attacked me. Uncle Jiu once said that only ghosts in the realm of fierce spirits can break the bones. , Huang Sanye should not be a vicious ghost...then how did he manage to cut off his own bones and become one with Old Master Ren's zombie bones?"

With doubts in mind, Zhao Ying raised his feet and walked towards the security team.

His purpose of inquiring about these things is to find out the true identity of Mr. Feng Shui is just one of them.

In addition, he has more important purposes.

That is to use this to find the descendants of Mr. Feng Shui and win the inheritance of Mr. Feng Shui's secret art.

In Zhao Ying's view, if Mr. Feng Shui has a descendant, it is impossible not to leave all his skills to future generations. Whenever the Feng Shui secret art is written, he has a chance to get it.

The evil spirit method must be practiced in the crypt where the turbid evil spirit gathers, in order to get twice the result with half the effort.The Dragonfly Point Water Cave, whose Feng Shui bureau has been reversed, has been enjoyed by Mr. Ren for 20 years. Zhao Ying is not sure how long he can support his practice.

Therefore, it is imperative to learn the ability to read Fengshui and crypts in order to have smooth sailing in your future practice.

"Since his feng shui skills are inherited from the ancestors, there is no reason why he is the only one to inherit them. Will the Huang family in the town also keep a copy?"

Zhao Ying was thinking while walking.

"Mr. Huang has no descendants in his hometown. If the Huang family has left an inheritance, the possibility of him leaving an inheritance is probably very small."

"If the inheritance is in the Huang family, it will be difficult to get it. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to go to the ancestral house in Dongtou Village of the Huang family first..."

"..."

"Today is already the third day, and there are only seven days left until the ghost fetus is born ten days later. I wonder if Uncle Jiu has thought of a solution?"

……

After Zhao Ying settled the payment for the four coffins from the security team, it was already noon when he got home.

He dealt with the leftovers from the morning, and he had nothing to do, so he practiced strong fists in the courtyard.

The fists follow the steps, the steps follow the fists, and the body is like a dragon and a tiger leaping, setting off a mighty style of fisting.

The external refining method and the internal refining method promote the circulation of blood at the same time.

With an idea in mind, Zhao Ying swung his fists and feet wantonly.

Looting and taking.

I drip, it's all me.

What is fist intent?

Zhao Ying already had her own ideas in mind.

In the final analysis, boxing intention is just a kind of artistic conception expressed with the help of fists and feet.

It is actually the same reason that brilliant calligraphers and painters can use written words and pictures to convey meaning and realm.

Only the form of expression is different.

They used pen, ink and paper, while Zhao Ying used fists and kicks.

"Meaning" is emotion and reason, and "environment" is form and spirit. The artistic conception is formed by the mutual penetration and unity of emotion, reason, form and spirit.

Artistic conception can only be conveyed with the help of a form of expression.

So the first step is to integrate the artistic conception into your own work.

The practice is not difficult, nor is it simple.

Follow your heart.

Only with all your heart and soul can you write like a god.

Use a form of expression to perfectly express what you think, think and see, so that people other than yourself can understand your thoughts.

This is the conveyance of artistic conception.

Zhao Ying has practiced martial arts since childhood, comprehended the internal and external training methods of one hundred and eight strong fists, and dare not say that the boxing and kicking skills are unparalleled, but they are enough to be called outstanding masters.He holds his mind, which is equivalent to concentrating on it, and his boxing skills are extremely proficient, and he has the qualifications to comprehend the meaning of boxing.

"Fisting is how I express myself."

"Thinking and thinking in the heart are emotion and reason."

"Fist and foot are "shape", and mind is "spirit". Carrying out the thoughts in the heart into fist and foot is the penetration and unity of reason, form and spirit."

"The artistic conception must be conveyed before it can play a role. It is just fantasy and fantasy hidden in the heart."

"Some people have evil eyes and hide murderous intentions. Even if they stand still, they can be daunting. This is not a kind of artistic conception. Because there is a murderous intention in the heart, it is conveyed with the help of the skin, and people can understand the meaning in his heart. , giving birth to fear.”

"So, the root of artistic conception is the human mind."

"Practice the mind and send it out from the heart, that is the method of boxing mind."

Before he knew it, his fists and feet became more and more reckless, and the ingenuity of his moves was gradually replaced by a strange connotation.

Zhao Ying's mind and heart were concentrated, so that the boxing moves continued to evolve into boxing intentions.The two fists are like two heavy hammers, striking both left and right.Every punch can burst out with terrifying force, smashing the air continuously and exploding.

The steps are opened and closed, the punches are hard, the body shape changes with the fists and feet, and the movements are full of a domineering that crushes everything and plunders everything.

Under his fist, under his feet, there is already a sense of invasion and fire.

"To plunder, to take by force, is to plunder."

"A strong punch means strengthening the body, strength, heart, and will, and it is also robbery."

"It's not worth it to hurt the world. It's okay to take a tiny bit to hurt the world. My fist is the barbaric iron fist of the great powers to the weak."

"Crush, conquer, and plunder, this is the principle of my fist."

……

night.

No stars and no moon.

Twilight enveloped the earth, and the sky and the earth were dim and dark.

The Yizhuang outside the town has already lit up the lights.

"Senior brother, this way of being in the womb is not what you and I are good at. Why don't you go to Dongtou Village to invite Aunt Cane?" In the main room, the voice of the four-eyed Taoist priest resounded.

His tone was tentative.

As these words sounded, the hall fell into a long silence.

"...Let me... think about it." After a long time, Uncle Jiu's voice sounded.

His tone was rather hesitant, as if he lacked confidence.

"Ha... ha... cough cough."

The four-eyed priest almost laughed out loud.However, in a blink of an eye, Uncle Jiu's stare stopped the laughter in his throat.Neither spit out in one breath, nor swallowed.

Senior brother for many years, how could he not know the nature of the other party's black belly and good face.

Not worth it, not worth it.

The four-eyed priest comforted himself.

Swallowing, he said with four eyes, "Senior brother, don't blame me for throwing cold water on you. The ghost boy's ghostly aura has already permeated every inch of flesh and blood of this troublesome child, like a big tree firmly rooted on the ground. It is impossible to uproot it without hurting the soil. The ghost fetus is connected with this woman's lifeblood, and if you want to save her life, I am afraid that even Junior Sister Partridge will take action, which is unlikely."

"I see."

Uncle Jiu paced the room with his hands behind his back.

"Ghost boy was born with resentment, gathered the essence of men and women, and transformed into a fetus. From the very beginning, his ghost energy was entangled with these two strands of essence. The fetus formed and connected to the lifeline of the mother. Once we started to deal with him , will inevitably affect the mother's body."

"The difficulty of this matter is that we have to separate the ghost boy from the carcass in one fell swoop, so that he has no time to react, and then we can start to solve the troublesome fetus and save this woman's life."

The four-eyed Taoist priest said: "It cannot be said that there is no possibility, it is simply pitiful. Since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone who can safely separate the ghost of a ghost fetus from the carcass. If such a disaster occurs, it must be used together with the mother's body. The real fire burns out."

"Brother, as a last resort, we can't be merciful, otherwise, once the ghost fetus comes out, you know what a disaster it will be."

"I understand." Uncle Jiu nodded.

"Ghost wombs do not live or die, and have no limit of longevity. They can freely enter and exit the yang world, and are not restrained by the power of suppressing evil. Once they are not subdued in time and absorb enough life energy, they will have boundless magic power, and they will easily transform into Yin winds. Slaughtering villages and destroying towns will take a few days to turn a thousand miles into a corner."

"Brother, it's good that you understand. Although there are still seven days before the ghost fetus can come into the world, but that woman is suppressed by you, and she cannot go out to lure men to absorb the essence and supply it to the ghost fetus. Her own essence is being continuously absorbed by the ghost fetus. I am afraid it will not take three or two days." It will be completely sucked dry. Once the essence of the mother body is exhausted and the body turns into fly ash, the ghost fetus will leave the mother body to find a new boarding house, and more people will be killed at that time. We must make a decision as soon as possible."

The four-eyed Daoist had a heavy expression on his face.

"kindness."

"Give me another midnight. If I still can't think of a way, I...go to Dongtou Village overnight...please...ask Aunt Cane."

"If it's Aunt Cane, there's nothing I can do?" Taoist Priest Four Eyes asked as if reminding him.

Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "Take out the mother's soul, notify the security team, and burn the mother's body and ghost fetus with real fire."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's complexion, the four-eyed Taoist master knew that his senior brother couldn't bear to hurt the innocent, so he couldn't help but said: "There is no other way, we as Taoists help the poor and the poor, but when we have to, we can only use the smallest losses and save more lives.”

"Hey." The four-eyed priest sighed.

"Insufficient Dao power, unable to subdue demons, is really a disgrace to us Daoists."

(End of this chapter)