The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 283 Cultivating Internal Strength
The old Taoist said solemnly: "Practicing martial arts pays attention to training the muscles, bones and skin externally, and practicing breath internally."

"Practicing only external skills can only reduce you to a strong brute, but only practicing internal skills without practicing external skills is nothing but internal strength without a strong body. In the end, it can only be nothing."

"do you understand?"

Guo Jing thought over the old Taoist's words over and over again, and after a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "The Taoist priest said that martial arts must be practiced both internally and externally, and both are indispensable, right?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist nodded happily and said, "It seems that you are not too stupid!"

"Old Taoist, I can teach you some inner strength methods, I wonder if you would like to learn them?"

"willing!"

After Guo Jing finished speaking, he knelt down to the old Taoist, and said at the same time: "Guo Jing is willing to worship the Taoist priest as his teacher!"

"Wait!"

Suddenly the old Taoist stopped Guo Jing and asked, "Do you have many masters?"

Guo Jing counted and said, "It should be eight."

The old man let out a laugh, and said, "We martial arts practitioners are most concerned about respecting our masters. How can you have so many masters?"

Guo Jing said innocently: "This is not a conflict. Master Zhebie taught me archery, the seven masters taught me external skills, and the priest taught me internal skills."

The old Taoist smiled "hehe" and said, "I can't accept you as an apprentice. It's also a pleasure to teach you inner skills. This matter should not be mentioned to outsiders, even your masters."

"If you don't agree, let's leave now."

How could Guo Jing let go of this rare opportunity, and hurriedly said: "I promise you."

"it is good!"

The old Taoist said and pointed to a mountain behind the tribe. The mountain was tens of feet high, and the top of the mountain was covered with snow all the year round, making it difficult for birds to fly.

"Have you seen that mountain? You can go to that mountain to find me after sunset tomorrow."

Guo Jing looked at the mountain with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"What? Are you afraid? Don't come if you are afraid!"

Seeing Guo Jing's expression, the old man was a little displeased, turned and left.

Seeing the old Taoist leave, Guo Jing felt anxious, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll go tomorrow!"

"Hahahaha"

The old Taoist didn't look back, but laughed loudly and said, "As long as you can climb that mountain peak, the old Taoist, I won't be mistaken."

The old man was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Guo Jing returned home excitedly, greeted Li Ping after eating, got into bed and fell asleep.

On the second day, Guo Jing practiced martial arts under the guidance of the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River as usual. After the sun went down, he came to the mountain peak as scheduled. Looking at the steep peak and the snow-capped peak, Guo Jing gritted his teeth and began to climb the mountain with his bare hands.

Guo Jing climbed up and down. It was fine at first, but when he reached one-third of the height, his hands were worn out and his forehead was bruised and purple. However, he did not give up and kept going. Climb up all at once.

When Guo Jing climbed halfway, his hands were already frozen, and the blood from his fingers was also frozen into ice cubes.

Guo Jing panted heavily, already approaching the limit of his body, but he still did not give up, looking at the mountain top with determination in his eyes.

At this time, long bloodstains had already appeared in the place Guo Jing passed by, and the bloodstains were frozen in an instant, turning dark red.

When Guo Jing climbed two-thirds of the way, he couldn't hold on anymore, rolled his eyes and passed out.

The moment Guo Jing fainted, the old Taoist suddenly appeared, grabbed Guo Jing, stepped on the rock with both feet, his body suddenly rose, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

After an unknown amount of time, Guo Jing woke up in a daze. What he saw was a burning bonfire, which made a "crackling" sound.

On the other side of the bonfire is the old Taoist who is meditating cross-legged.

Sensing Guo Jing waking up, the old man also opened his eyes and looked at Guo Jing with a smile.

"Daozhang, I'm not..."

Guo Jing looked at the old man and murmured softly.

The old Taoist said with a smile: "You have passed my test, now I will teach you some methods."

Hearing this, Guo Jing's expression was shocked, he forgot his tiredness, and jumped up from the ground.

The old man asked Guo Jing to sit opposite him, and Guo Jing imitated the old man's way and sat cross-legged, with his five hearts turned to heaven.

The old Taoist said indifferently: "Let me first teach you some methods of breathing, sitting, lying, walking, and sleeping."

Guo Jing felt strange, and said to himself: "Breathe, sit, lie, walk, sleep, I already know it, why do you need to teach me?"

However, Guo Jing secretly doubted it, but kept silent.

The old Taoist said again: "Before going to sleep, one must have a clear mind, without any thoughts, and then lie on one's side with one's body bent, breathing heavily, without wandering inwardly, without wandering outside."

The old Taoist then taught Guo Jing the method of breathing luck and the technique of sitting quietly and holding breath.

Guo Jing acted according to his words, at first his thoughts were ups and downs, it was difficult to restrain his mind, but he still followed the breathing method taught by the old Taoist.

I don't know how long it took, Guo Jing gradually felt his heart calm down, suddenly a gust of energy gradually rose in his dantian, it was warm, and the cold wind on the top of the cliff felt like it was hard to resist.

After lying down like this for an hour, Guo Jing felt numb in his hands and feet, while the old Taoist sat opposite him meditating, opened his eyes and said, "Now I can sleep."

Guo Jing went to sleep as he said, and when he woke up, it was already dawn in the east, the old Taoist sent him down with a long rope, and asked him to come back tonight, and repeatedly told him not to mention this matter to anyone.

Guo Jing returned home, confused Li Ping when he asked why he hadn't returned all night, then ate something and went to the Jiangnan Seven Monsters to practice martial arts again.

What made the Jiangnan Seven Monsters happy was that today's Guo Jing was different from the past, as if he had opened up his mind, those moves that were usually clumsy for him became agile.

Regarding the question from the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Guo Jing just said that he figured it out last night.

Guo Jing said that he figured it out by himself, and the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River stopped questioning him carefully. It's good to be able to figure it out on his own.

The sun was setting and the sky was getting dark. Guo Jing still came to the bottom of the mountain. Today, instead of climbing with his bare hands, he climbed up along the soft ladder.

This was specially prepared for him by the Taoist priest. Yesterday was a test of Guo Jing's will, since he passed it, there is no need to test it again.

When Guo Jing came to the top of the mountain again, the old Taoist was already waiting for him.

Seeing that Guo Jing arrived as promised, the old man was quite satisfied, and the two sat on the ground again.

"Daozhang, are you still practicing sleeping today?"

Guo Jing looked up at the old man's ruddy face and asked.

"hehe"

The old Taoist said with a smile: "The poor Taoist surname is Ma Mingyu, and he is the head teacher of Quanzhen Sect in Chongyang Palace. Today we will not practice sleeping, but we will teach you the basics of Quanzhen Sect. Listen carefully."

Ma Yu said slowly: "At the beginning of Datong, the nine orifices were cultivated. The nine orifices were originally at the Weilu point. First, they rushed from the bottom of the Yongquan foot. The Yongquan rushed up to the knees, and then slowly reached the tail. , the Jinsuo Pass passes through the Magpie Bridge, the double building and the twelve descending palaces,..."

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