People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 146 Baji Gate, Martial Pavilion, Martial Intent and Human Will
Tianji doesn't say what the martial arts world in his mind looks like and what kind of situation it is.

But Lu Ming also vaguely guessed something.

At the very least, it must be free. Only when you are free can you be wonderful, and can you fly without being shackles.

He is a somewhat idealistic old man, but he is also an old man worthy of respect.

Because he is willing to take action for the ideal in his heart.

If you don't like this martial arts world, you should change it, instead of accepting it, changing yourself, or running away.

"So, I will help Xinglin."

"So, I'm going to see you."

The world of martial arts cannot live without these amazing geniuses.

Maybe their ideas are different from Tianji's, and their views on martial arts and martial arts are also different from Tianji's.

But seek common ground while reserving differences.

Only different ideas and different martial arts can create wonderful sparks.

Lu Ming gently cupped his hands to show respect. As for what Lu Ming thought, it wasn't important, and Tianji didn't care either.

From the beginning, he never thought about gaining anyone's approval or changing anyone's ideas.

——Why do you need to win the approval of others for your own ideas and perceptions?Why impose it on others?

The way is the same, and we are all the way.

If the Tao is different, just try it briefly and stop.

That's all for this.

Then Tianji smiled again.

"Go and have a look at my Bajimen Martial Arts Pavilion?"

Lu Ming handed over his hand again: "It's what you wish for."

……

The gate of Bajimen is not big, but the so-called martial arts pavilion is not small.

After all, people are the foundation of a sect, and martial arts are the foundation of a sect.

Walking to the Wuge Pavilion, I looked up at this short, fat building that was three stories high but covered an extremely large area, and the sound of Tianji sounded in my ears again.

"The first floor is for low-grade exercises."

"The second floor is the sixth-grade exercise."

"The third floor is for fifth-level skills."

Lu Ming asked suspiciously: "The fourth-rank kung fu..."

Tianji raised his hand and pointed towards the back of the martial arts pavilion.

"over there."

No need for Lu Ming to say anything else, Tianji said again: "Come with me."

Lu Ming currently has a fifth-grade sword and a fourth-grade sword. Strictly speaking, he cannot be called a fourth-grade warrior, but it is true to say that he is a half-step fourth-grade swordsman.

When his cultivation reached Lu Ming's level, his mind was already strong enough to be exposed to higher-level techniques.

"The fourth-level skills are different from the fifth-level and sixth-level skills."

"Do you know what the difference is?"

Tianji asked like this, and then heard Lu Ming say: "The boy has never been exposed to the fourth-level skills. Before, he was afraid that the fourth-level skills would affect his mind... But thinking about it now, I think the biggest difference between the fourth-level skills is The reason should be that the fourth-grade exercise does not have the blood and Qi acupoints running route, but is completely based on the mind."

It is not difficult for a martial artist to cultivate to the fourth rank, and the route of the blood qi acupoints, as long as he is willing to spend time and work hard, familiarize himself with it, and even gain insight into its essence.

No matter how fancy the blood-qi movement route of the fourth-grade kung fu is, it cannot be separated from the word "essence".

Hearing Lu Ming's answer, Tianji nodded slightly.

"exactly."

"For the skills above the fourth level, in addition to the real skills and blood energy movement diagrams, other fighting techniques, light skills, and secret techniques all have no blood energy movement diagrams... In other words, they no longer need the blood energy movement diagrams."

By now, Tianji had brought Lu Ming to a small courtyard behind the Wuge.

At this moment, Tianji smiled and pointed at the small courtyard.

"Let me introduce again, this is the martial arts pavilion, the martial arts pavilion of my Baji Sect."

This small courtyard is the real martial arts pavilion of Bajimen!It is also the true heritage and cornerstone of Bajimen!
"Go in and have a look."

Tianji remained motionless, but he motioned for Lu Ming to come in and take a look.

……

"Squeak" sound.

Lu Ming pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the martial arts pavilion.

At first glance, this is an ordinary, unremarkable courtyard.

There is a small garden with rockery and flowing water in the courtyard, and the three wing rooms are low and simple, with nothing noteworthy about them.

Behind him, the courtyard door clicked shut automatically without wind. Lu Ming looked back to make sure nothing happened, then turned to look at the small courtyard.

At this moment, there seemed to be endless light rising from Lu Ming's eyes.

Everything in the courtyard changed color in an instant as soon as the door opened and closed!

The rockery suddenly rises up, majestic and steep, straight into the clouds!

The flowing water surges forward like the Yangtze River!
The trees were swaying, and the cycle of the four seasons was interpreted in the blink of an eye!
The flowers are blooming and fading, and light emerges from the stamens, like the world of mortals, but also like magic!

As he watched, a look of surprise slowly appeared in Lu Ming's eyes.

"It turns out that the fourth-level skills are like this."

……

"Yes, this is what the fourth-level skills are like, at least in my Baji Sect, this is how it is..."

As if responding to Lu Ming's doubts, Tianji outside the courtyard suddenly spoke and said.

Suddenly a voice came from beside him, deep but kind: "Old man, that's why I said it's really strange that your Baji Sect can be passed down to this day."

Tianji smiled leisurely and turned to look to his side.

Next to him, he saw Zhou Xinglin, who was wearing gray plainclothes, carrying a wine gourd and looking towards Wu Pavilion with curiosity in his eyes.

At this time, the wounds on King Lin's body have healed, and his eyes and arms have grown back - mostly due to the effect of the Great Returning Pill, but partly due to the magical power of the third-level physical body.

It is a bit of an exaggeration to say that the golden body is indestructible, but rebirth of a broken limb is not a rare thing in the third rank.

But Tianji could feel that the mind in Zhou Xinglin's body was still chaotic at the moment, to put it bluntly, the internal wounds were hard to heal even if they were not healed.

It takes time to recuperate and break through.

As for why Zhou Xinglin appeared here, this is even simpler...

Compared with the three melons and two dates in the Tianxia Wumeng, Bajimen Tianji is secure on the one hand. On the other hand, Zhou Xinglin's trust in Tianji and Bajimen is really not necessarily stronger than the Tianjimen he founded. Low.Then I heard Zhou Xinglin's voice ringing again.

"I remember that when I first learned the fourth-level martial arts, it was in our martial arts pavilion. At that time, I thought that the fourth-level martial arts in the world were all hazy and vague, and could only be understood but not explained. of virtue.”

"But I didn't know until after I left the mountain that as for the virtues of our Baji Sect and the fourth-level skills inherited by other sects, which one is not next to the true meaning bearer, there are a lot of explanatory texts, blood energy movement diagrams, etc. written by the seniors of the sect. Moves and routines?”

Hearing Zhou Xinglin's complaints, Tianji shook his head slightly: "It's not necessary."

"If you don't understand the true meaning of the fourth-grade skills, even if there are blood circulation diagrams, moves and routines, etc., they are just higher-end fifth-grade techniques. If you don't understand the true meaning, you won't be able to achieve the fourth-grade skills."

Zhou Xinglin shrugged slightly.

His cultivation is already above the heavens, so he naturally understands the rules and regulations here.

But from the perspective of sect inheritance, lowering the threshold for practicing martial arts will help the sect develop.

The two of them no longer debated such trivial matters.

Tianji changed the topic: "By the way, do you still remember how many fourth-level skills you learned from the martial arts pavilion?"

Zhou Xinglin immediately took a breath.

"Old man, how many years has it been... You can't still laugh at me about it, can you?"

Tianji laughed loudly: "One school! One school in half a month! You Zhou Xinglin entered my martial arts pavilion, and you only learned a fourth-grade boxing technique in half a month!"

"I told you at that time that you had dull qualifications and could not be taught."

Zhou Xinglin immediately grinned and looked embarrassed.

It was with this excuse that Tianji kicked Zhou Xinglin out of the mountain gate - but later Zhou Xinglin also understood Tianji's intentions.

Because his talent for martial arts is really not very good, it is useless to stay here.

At this point, Tianji pointed to Wuge again.

"And that kid, I guess he is similar to you... he has to follow the path of human will, and the road of martial will will most likely not go smoothly."

After Zhou Xinglin heard this, he picked up the wine gourd and took a strong sip.

After thinking about it, he smiled faintly: "Actually, I often envy Jiji. People like Bai Xiaotian have outstanding martial arts qualifications and can learn whatever they want. How can people like us who don't fight, fight, or go through disasters, It will be difficult to progress on the road of martial arts."

On the contrary, Tianji said again: "But there are good and bad. People like you, if you can't spell it out, you will be lost in the crowd. If you can spell it out, it is really scary."

"Didn't you, the ancestor of the Zhou family, build such a foundation for the Zhou Kingdom by using human will to directly access the second-grade true martial arts?"

"You, Zhou Xinglin, didn't you also use human will to create a second-level machine? Didn't you use human will to practice the most common sixth-level boxing technique to the third-level realm?"

Zhou Xinglin smiled slightly with pride on his face.

He said again: "So, since he is not good at martial arts, why did you bring him to the martial arts pavilion... Tell him directly to follow the path of human will. There is no need to learn any messy martial arts skills, just create your own skills."

Wuyi Road inherits the shade from the predecessors.

Follow the path of one's own will and develop one's own martial arts.

To put it bluntly, for a person like Zhou Xinglin, it would be difficult for him to learn the fourth-grade skills even if they were placed in front of him... his efficiency would be too low.

What should I do?
Make your own.

After the fourth level, he created his own martial arts with Yi Rong Wu, and Ren Yi Lu was actually better at it.

And the self-created one must be the most suitable for you.

Therefore, in the fourth-rank realm, the Renyi path is generally stronger than the Wuyi path, of course, this is not absolute.

And for most people, the distinction between human will and martial will is not so obvious - 90.00% of the nine point nine warriors in the world practice both.

If you only follow the martial arts path, you will not be able to achieve the third level.

It is too difficult and dangerous to just follow the path of people's will.

Practicing both and complementing each other is the recognized path to heaven.

But Tianji shook his head: "First of all, I'm not sure how bad this guy's talent for martial arts is... I just think it's average, but I still have to observe it."

"Then, if someone wants to come and learn martial arts and gain experience, let him go in and have a look. What's the harm in treating it as a look?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zhou Xinglin: "Just like you, didn't I let you stay there for half a month?"

Zhou Xinglin turned his eyes and suddenly said again: "Old man, how many kung fu do you think he can learn in half a month?"

Tianji thought for a while and gave an answer: "The three gates are as high as the sky."

Zhou Xinglin laughed and said, "I bet I won't learn any of them."

"The bet is on the flower carvings that have been hidden in your altar for 30 years."

Tianji raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Turning his head to look at his side, he found that Zhou Xinglin had disappeared without a trace.

Tianji immediately laughed and scolded: "You kid is doing this again, have I made a bet with you?"

"Also, what's your bet? Here's another white wolf..."

……

Lu Ming naturally didn't know what happened outside the hospital.

At this moment, he was already immersed in this stunning beauty and couldn't extricate himself.

Every flower, grass, table, chair, stone and water in this yard are all carriers of the true meaning of the practice!
This place is truly the holy land of martial arts!
Wandering, I came to a stone.

The stone is bluestone, and its appearance is nothing out of the ordinary. Only a few sword marks on it are smooth and deep, shimmering with a faint light.

This is a swordsmanship—a fourth-grade swordsmanship!

"No, it's not just about swordsmanship."

"This can also be a sword technique, a boxing technique, or even a secret lightness technique!"

The traces are obvious, and there is no doubt that the method of reaching the third level is high.

And the true meaning of martial arts in these traces is not limited to swordsmanship...the true meaning is there, and what you can understand from this true meaning is all up to you.

The Baji Sect's method of teaching martial arts is extremely difficult for the disciples' qualifications and understanding.

However, after a martial artist reaches the fourth level, they have generally found their own path. Although this method of transmitting martial arts is obscure, it is also reasonable.

Standing in front of the bluestone sword mark, Lu Ming's eyes were focused and silent for a long time.

Until late at night, the courtyard door creaked open again, and Lu Ming turned around blankly.

In the courtyard, all the strange scenes were restrained. In front of the door, Tianji looked deeply at Lu Ming.

"Take a break."

This meant not only giving Lu Ming a break, but also letting the martial arts pavilion take a break.

Using dead objects to carry the true meaning cannot be displayed for a long time, and it requires occasional maintenance by a third-level expert. The price is not small.

Lu Ming nodded slightly, his blank eyes calmed down after a long time.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)