Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 39: Hardness and softness inside and outside
ten months,

The courtyard of the monk's house, the moonlight slantingly shines, it is cold and desolate,

Xun Shaoyu lowered his eyes, lowered his arms slightly, palms downward.

Ever since I got the call, from then on.

This great Ci'an Temple, with its seven courtyards and three halls, was almost unobstructed in front of Xun Shaoyu.

The reason for using almost, not all.

This is because each hall and courtyard, after hundreds of years, has some secrets that are not known or explored by outsiders.

There is no need to bring out this kind of foundation unless facing a catastrophic disaster that destroys the temple.

Even Xun Shaoyu held up the golden face of the great monk, but it didn't work.

However, Xun Shaoyu also knew that what suits him is the best.

For more than a month, he spent time in Luohan Hall, but it was not without gains.

Xun Shaoyu turned his hands: "Arhat Fist!"

Arhat Boxing is the most popular set of boxing techniques in Daci'an Temple and even in the entire Buddhist sect.

Almost in the void universe, in all the heavens and in all realms, in any world, there are more or less one or two sets of martial arts with the name of "Arhat Fist".

However, at this time, the set of Arhat Boxing in Daci'an Temple was completely different.

In a sense, this set of Luohan Boxing is the foundation for Daci'an Temple to settle down and live.

These [-] styles of Luohan Fist are a set of general boxing techniques condensed by countless martial monks after hundreds of years of hard work.

I saw that Xun Shaoyu, with his boxing skills, his momentum was generated by himself.

Roaring like a tiger, screaming like a crane, singing like a snake,
In boxing and martial arts, the first priority is to kill, and the second is to maintain health and safety.

Luohan Quan, regardless of the name, seems to be very clumsy.

However, this set of boxing techniques is almost bizarre.

Great skill is like clumsiness, and there is great skill in the great clumsiness.

At some point, a monk passed by the monk's residence and heard the sound of Xun Shaoyu's fists. He couldn't help but stop and watch.

Once you see it, you can no longer look away.

When Xun Shaoyu learned the subtleties of the moves, he suddenly shouted: "Okay!"

Xun Shaoyu was practicing to the point of obsession. Hearing this loud shout, he suddenly fell out of the situation.

"Senior Brother Yuanguang,"

Xun Shaoyu raised his eyebrows, calmed his mind, and clasped his hands towards the visitor.

In the moonlight, the monk gradually revealed his description.

Monk Yuanguang was wearing a gray monk's robe. His strong body made the loose monk's robe full and swollen.

"Amitabha,"

Yuan Guang recited a Buddha's name and said: "Junior brother has extraordinary qualifications, and he is indeed worthy of the master's mantle. But for more than a month, he has mastered the Arhat Boxing, and his attainments are already considerable."

"Congratulations, Master Tong has a successor,"

When Monk Yuanguang talked about this uncle, his expression was full of admiration.

Xun Shaoyu said humbly: "Senior brother is so complimentary that I can't bear it."

"Junior brother can only use this Arhat Fist to scratch the surface. How can he be worthy of it? Everyone praises him, senior brother."

Yuan Guang smiled and said, "Junior brother is too self-effacing."

"I am a monk, and all four elements are empty. I have no appearance or appearance, and there is no need to be so divided."

"They are all our fellow apprentices. Where do you get all these polite words from?"

As soon as these words came out, how dare Xun Shaoyu underestimate the thoughts of this reckless monk.

Xun Shaoyu said: "It's me, I'm in trouble."

On a dark moonlit night, the monk's copper bell-like pupils became brighter and brighter, like Persian gems, black and translucent.

"Hahaha,"

Monk Yuanguang touched his bald head and laughed heartily.

"The so-called Arhat Boxing,"

He stretched out his arms and clenched his five fingers, saying: "It is to strengthen the body as the root, to satisfy the spirit as the foundation, and to use one hundred and eight moves as branches and leaves."

"Junior brother, I watched your moves and martial arts, step by step, and learned some true methods,"

"Of course, in the way of martial arts, it's not good if you don't know the inside and outside, don't know the hardness and softness."

Monk Yuanguang put on a fist fight on a whim.

Looking at what Monk Yuanguang meant, Xun Shaoyu didn't understand anything.

He quickly said: "Senior brother, please give me some advice."

Monk Yuanguang waved his hand and said, "Okay."

"This Arhat Fist is the treasure of Arhat Hall and even Daci'an Temple."

"It is an untold secret and an excellent method of body training."

Xun Shaoyu's expression changed when he heard 'body training'.

The monk kept talking and said: "The so-called evil eaters are outsiders!"

"Those who eat Qi, the inner family!"

The great monk's words made Xun Shaoyu stunned, and he unconsciously said: "Eating evil, eating Qi?"

Can this kind of "high, big, superior" vocabulary be sustained in such a world with low martial arts and low law?

No matter how you think about it, these should be those who are highly skilled in martial arts and can blow up worlds and planets with one punch.This kind of high-end world can only use special 'vocabulary'.

"Senior brother, um... what is the outside family and what is the inside family?"

He pursed his lips, feeling a little dry.

The monk opened his mouth to talk about martial arts, and he was full of energy: "On the outside, the skin is exposed, but on the inside, the spirit is hidden."

"I, the monks in the Luohan Hall, and even the Luohan Boxing are all practiced by outsiders,"

"Refining the muscles, bones and skin externally, and refining the breath internally. External Kungfu is revealed to the outside, while Internal Kungfu hides the strength and heart."

"Therefore, those with thick muscles and joints are mostly accomplished in foreign martial arts, and can hit hundreds or nearly a thousand kilograms of force."

Thousands of pounds of strength!

When Monk Yuanguang mentioned the strength of a thousand catties, Xun Shaoyu was suddenly shocked.

This is the initial stage of [Easing Muscles and Forging Bones] and the beginning of truly distinguishing between the mundane and the mediocre.

"That's right, it's a thousand pounds of strength,"

Perhaps, seeing Xun Shaoyu's surprise, Monk Yuanguang said in a deep voice.

Monk Yuanguang stepped out, his shoes stepping on the bluestone, kicking up a burst of dust.

"Arhat boxing has [-] moves, each of which is invariant to its origin. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's separated, forced, punched, dodged, pointed, lifted, pressed, hooked, copied, thrown!"

It seemed that every word he spoke contained great power.

Monk Yuanguang's martial arts, every move, is almost strong and masculine.Xun Shaoyu was shocked.

call!call!call!
The fist wind swept by, and some fine sand flickered on the ground.

In the hands of the monk Yuanguang, the one hundred and eight moves of Arhat Boxing, every move and every form, have returned to the ordinary, moistening things silently.

Xun Shaoyu's eyes flashed, and a stone mirror like a full moon gradually appeared between his pupils.

Within the stone mirror, figures slowly gathered together. Judging from their figure, they looked similar to Xun Shaoyu himself.

Dots of golden light were scattered between his pupils.

One hundred and eight figures intertwined, and finally converged into a brilliant golden light, which was thrown into the surface of the stone mirror.

"This is……"

Xun Shaoyu's heart was neither sad nor happy, like a pool of stagnant water, quiet and indifferent.

"... a stone mirror!"

In his heart, it was like a drop of water, dripping into a pool of calm stagnant water, causing ripples in layers.

"As soon as it reaches the extreme, it is soft!"

Monk Yuanguang smiled, turned his hands, and gradually withdrew his fist, and said to Xun Shaoyu: "The reason why Luohan Quan is an excellent outsider is to understand hardness and softness, and combine hardness and softness."

"The outsider eats evil spirits, the small one trains the fascia, the big one trains the joints, the peak trains the acupoints,"

Yuan Guang made a mistake in his steps, and the bluestone beneath his feet made a "crunch, crunch" sound.There are two hundred and six joints all over the body, all ringing together.

"Most internal masters are Taoists or Confucians, who are mediocre and peaceful. There are very few people in my Buddhist sect who have achieved some success in internal martial arts."

Monk Yuanguang bundled his hands and talked eloquently, "The poor monk is also practicing martial arts from outsiders. He only knows a little bit about internal martial arts."

"Of course, the way of martial arts is broad and profound. Internal martial arts can be compared with the way of outsiders. It has been passed down to this day, and it has extraordinary abilities."

Xun Shaoyu's eyes flashed strangely, and he said: "External family, internal family,"

"Are there any advantages or disadvantages between these two paths?"

Monk Yuanguang smiled, patted his bald head, and said: "A master of the inner family pays attention to the essence of the spirit. They hug each other and don't reveal it."

"It's not like our external practitioners, whose joints and body shape can be seen at a glance. The masters of internal practitioners have condensed energy and spirit. They look like ordinary people without taking action, and there are no clues."

"Once you take action, your Qi pulse is long and extremely difficult to deal with."

Monk Yuanguang seemed to be lost in memories and murmured: "External masters can tell the difference in a moment; internal masters, if they are similar to each other, even with dozens or hundreds of moves, they may not be able to stop."

At this time, Monk Yuanguang's face was full of memories.

Obviously, monk Yuanguang's martial arts skills can't be cultivated just behind closed doors.

That must mean that you have to go through thousands of trials and hardships.

Only then could Monk Yuanguang develop such a spirit.

Looking at Monk Yuanguang, he understood the ways of martial arts and the internal and external principles at his fingertips.

Xun Shaoyu couldn't help asking for advice, "Then, does our Daci'an Temple have inner family methods?"

Monk Yuanguang smiled and said: "Buddhist outsiders are wise, Taoists are wise,"

"I may have a few volumes of Buddhist teachings in the Sutra Collection Hall of Ci'an Temple, but when it comes to my orthodox Buddhist skills, they are a bit out of place."

After all, Buddhism is not good at internal martial arts. Even if you collect a few volumes of internal breathing methods, it will be difficult to compare with the superior external practitioners.

Xun Shaoyu understood and said: "Junior brother understands, naturally he will not abandon his roots to seek the bottom."

Monk Yuanguang took a deep look at Xun Shaoyu and said, "Well, I hope so."

With his hands behind his back, he walked step by step under the shadow of the trees under the increasingly deep moonlight, his back becoming more and more erratic.

(End of this chapter)