tiger teacher

Wang Jian once suspected that how many of the skills he had mastered were really useful, such as the grasp of breath.

Grasp the flow of breath around you bit by bit, because no matter whether it is a master or a rascal, as long as he is still a living thing, he will be drawn by the breath of action before any action.

This traction is inevitable and irrepressible.Maybe a master can reduce it to the lowest point, but this is a natural law like sunset and sunrise, and it cannot be avoided.

Wang Jian once learned how to master this skill from an old carpenter, but Wang Jian always believes that the fastest thing in the world is light, so what the eyes see must be the fastest. The so-called breath, the so-called feeling, It is probably suitable for the elderly to play Tai Chi for fitness.

But suddenly today, he suddenly had such an encounter, he completely emptied himself, let his energy and thinking return to a kind of calm, and then this feeling appeared out of thin air.

Just like the echolocation of a bat, Wang Jian's sensation has completely replaced what his eyes are in contact with.And when he felt even the slightest movement of the air around him, he really discovered that eyes can be deceiving.

Yes, eyes deceived him time and time again, and when he faced it with instinct and heart, he found that the world is so simple, but a few lines, a few points and a few simple movements, together form a whole world. The whole world.

Wang Jian grabbed the gap and flicked the old man away, then quietly stepped back a few steps, gently opened his bloodshot eyes that had been beaten to the brim, and let out a long breath.

"It seems that you caught something." The old man still put his hands behind his back: "Has Master ever taught you what is the ultimate in martial arts?"

Wang Jian closed his eyes again, and opened his hands slightly. At first glance, the gesture was the same as when he was first passively beaten, but the old man could see that the pores all over Wang Jian's body were open.The body also changed from tense to loose, with no sense of disobedience or unnecessary movements. Wei Ran stood still but could only see that he could not feel his existence at all.

"Wujia, together, use the body to connect the heart, and use the body to transform the world. Comply with it, adapt to it, appease it and conquer it." The old man said with his hands behind his back, but as he spoke, he suddenly turned sideways beautifully without warning. The kick went straight to Wang Jian's face.

Such an angle and such a speed are absolutely unavoidable for human beings, but Wang Jian suddenly took a step forward, and then tilted his head slightly. m's pounding.He even put his shoulders on the old man's ankles.

"Later doesn't mean you lose, and first doesn't mean you win. Winning or losing is a game, and you are a chess player." The old man raised his right foot to a height of more than two meters, as if ignoring the gravity of the earth.Then followed by a perfect backflip, and finally landed firmly.Quite a sense of immortality: "I care about winning. You lose."

Wang Jian closed his eyes, but turned his face to the old man: "Why did you teach me this?"

"Some people like their opponents to be tigers, lions, and eagles. Some people want their opponents to be rabbits, flying squirrels, and insects. There is no reason for this in itself, just like you and Shanova, you all want your Your opponent is a beast, isn't it?" The old man circled around Wang Jian seemingly casually, but Wang Jian couldn't catch his flaws at all.

"The way of martial arts is also the way. Seeing through is enlightenment. Once you have enlightened, you have acquired the Tao. This Tao is outside your circle. How you want to get it depends on how you understand it. A wise person does not necessarily have the Tao. A person who attains the Tao Not necessarily smart, cleverness is often misunderstood by cleverness, and stupidity has its own stupidity. You come from the dust, transcend the dust, and return to the dust. This is your way, and how to walk this way is only you. clear."

When the old man said these words, he had already attacked Wang Jian more than [-] times, but each time he was either blocked by Wang Jian or dodged by Wang Jian. He could no longer make him roll and crawl like before. jumped out.

However, Wang Jian also couldn't find the old man's flaws. Just like in the novel, whenever a master fights, he either fights for a few days and nights or kills each other instantly.Wang Jian didn't understand it before, but now he understands it completely...

"The ultimate in martial arts is not to use force. If you don't move, you won't break. If you don't break, you will be invincible. And the invincible person is also the one who doesn't kill, because he doesn't move." The old man said lightly: "It's easy to say, but it's not How many people are moving? How many people are not killing? For many years, I only know that Master has reached this level alone, and Wang Sanyi is really invincible."

Wang Jian slowly adjusted his breathing while he was talking, and listened intently to find the flaw. He had separated his thinking and feeling, and he no longer cared about this kind of interference at all. His mind was spinning, and his body taught him instinct.

"The beast in you has infinite power, but you can't control it. An uncontrollable beast is more dangerous to you than anyone else if you keep it by your side."

"Martial arts is ultimately about cultivating the mind, but no matter how high the state of mind is, you can't restrain that beast. What you have to do is to abandon him, give up on him, because he will eventually control your body, and then use your body to interfere with your heart. It keeps stirring your heart, filling you with joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and finally because of these instincts, you will eventually become a wild beast, repeating itself again and again.”

Wang Jian suddenly threw a punch without warning, but it was easily resolved by the old man, and the old man continued to walk in the garden without any panic: "The universe is just a pool of stagnant water. You stand in the middle of the water, surrounded by wind, water, There is grass. But you care too much about the wind and the grass, so you can’t see the ripples when the fish jump out of the water. You are you, you are still you, but you are not you. You can be whoever you are, and anyone can be you. You It can be soaring for nine days or crouching like a mountain, it doesn't matter who you are, the important thing is that you can't be you, but you are still you."

I don't understand... Wang Jian doesn't understand, I really don't understand.Although he could understand that what the old man said was Lao Zhuang's concept, but to be honest, he couldn't understand...

"Let go of your body and let the beast control it, because the beast knows you better than you. You just need to free up your mind and let him only control your body. Your body is just a speck of dust, and you From the motes of dust comes the heart of my heart, and blossoms on it."

Wang Jian was really puzzled by these contradictory words, but if he took a closer look, it probably made Wang Jian divide himself into two.These two are opposite to each other but relatively unified, not only an inseparable whole but also an independent individual.

Isn't this schizophrenia... Wang Jian seems to have done it, he has been diagnosed with schizophrenia, and consultation with experts from many countries is useless.

But suddenly, the old man didn't know why the empty door opened, Wang Jian seized this opportunity, turned around and slapped him firmly on the chest.

It is well known how powerful Wang Jian is. With this slap, the old man was immediately sent flying.It smashed a beautiful vase and a simple mahogany bookshelf, and even knocked over the old carpenter's spirit seat when it landed.

After a successful blow, Wang Jian slowly opened his eyes, looking at the old man kneeling on the ground with his hands on his chest, his expression... was expressionless.

"Hahahahaha. The fist is afraid of the young and the old is too old. It is useless." The old man looked up to the sky and laughed with blood on his mouth.Then tremblingly stretched out his hand to support the old carpenter's tablet, placed it neatly in front of him, and sobbed softly: "Master, I don't regret it day and night..."

Wang Jian frowned and stepped forward, taking a deep breath: "After I send you away, I will fulfill the agreement. Cut off my palm!"

The old man looked up at Wang Jian, and suddenly smiled: "I don't want to see my grandson ruin the rest of his life because of me."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jian was startled, and just wanted to step forward.But he was punched by the old man so hard that his feet were off the ground, and he flew away as if he was directly hit by a cannon. This kind of power was something that Wang Jian had never felt before. The huge power even made Wang Jian unable to resist. When he hit the wall, the dark force made Wang Jian's body straight into the wall.

"You are still young, and the future is still long."

The old man looked at the angry Wang Jian on the wall, wiped away the blood from his mouth, and exerted force with both hands, then the clothes all over his body were stretched with obvious muscle marks, and the old man's body really looked like an angry puffer fish It seemed to explode several times, and then dozens of big holes on his body began to gush out blood, and his face was full of smiles.

"Master! The apprentice is here with you!"

Self-cut tendons.That's right!Just cut off his own meridian, Wang Jian suddenly understood why this old man would burn incense, bathe and change clothes, because no matter whether Wang Jian can beat him today, he will be here - committing suicide in front of Wang Jian, in front of the head!

And from his move, Wang Jian has already seen the gap between him and this old man. If he is not mistaken, this dying man who has knelt down on the ground with one arm around the old carpenter's tablet is definitely the closest. The man of King Wu Wang Sanyi, once a genius of the sect, is now turning into a corpse.

Wang Jian struggled to get down from the wall, his feet couldn't stand still, but he still clutched his chest, staggered to the old man, looked at him with lowered eyes, without saying a word.

"One...a moment of error, one life...a lifetime of mistakes. Going...back...can't go back, looking for...a...lifetime, just to find...a moment of stability." The old man's mind is no longer clear He started humming a piece of Huangmei ditty that the old carpenter loved most, and then his breath gradually stopped, and his body limply crooked, but he was holding on to the tablet tightly in his hand, refusing to let go.

Wang Jian kept looking at him, tears came out as he watched, and then knelt down gently: "Father, I... I lost, I failed to fulfill my promise."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jian spewed out a mouthful of hot blood from his mouth and nose, and then his vision went dark, and he fell heavily on the floor. Although he was still conscious, the serious internal injury made him unable to recover his functions. .

When heavy fatigue hit, Wang Jian finally couldn't bear it anymore, slowly closed his eyes, and passed out.

When he woke up again, it was dusk.Although the pain in his body didn't subside, and the bones didn't seem to be completely reset, at least he was able to struggle to stand up.

Seeing the corpse and tablet on the ground again, Wang Jian let out a deep sigh, took those books, and when he opened them casually, he found that the inside was completely white!

Wang Jian's heart thumped on the spot, and he almost fainted again under the rush.

But at this time, the sound of cars outside rang, and when I looked through the window, I found that it was the group of Hundred Ghosts Walking in the Night.Wang Jian's face changed. With his current state, let alone so many people, I'm afraid that an ordinary adult could play him to death casually.

So Wang Jian didn't care about anything, he pulled his legs and fell from the window on the other side, and fell heavily from the window on the second floor to the ground. The pain of the injury made Wang Jian overwhelmed, but he didn't dare to make a sound , can only use hands and feet to climb from the hidden path and the grass to the distance of unknown direction.

And not long after he disappeared, the people outside broke in because there was no response to the long knock on the door, and soon found the old man's body...

About three or ten minutes later, Shanova arrived here with a haggard face. When she saw her master's body, she couldn't help crying anymore.Unlike in the past, she could still feel deliberate suppression when she cried, but now...she can no longer restrain the pain in her heart, and her voice is like tearing.

"Who did it!" Shanova asked the people around: "Who has the ability to do such a thing!"

Baigui Yexing shook their heads, because they couldn't believe that such a god-like grand master who could defeat a hundred with one enemy died in such a way in his villa.

And Shanova was even more flawless, she just cried in a daze, extremely shaken.

Katyusha looked around silently. When she found the hole in the wall, the fake book on the ground and the tablet, her face suddenly turned pale, and she murmured: "Wang Jian ..."

When Shanova heard the name, she jumped up manically, and cried hoarsely: "I'm going to kill him! Kill him!!!"

This time Katyusha did not calm Shanova, because she understood the feeling of losing her only relative. If Shanova could restrain her feelings, even Katyusha might leave Shanova because of this. , because people who don't even care about such feelings are really terrible, and they are not worth loving and protecting at all. Such people can kill anyone who she thinks is worthless at any time.

"Okay! Let's kill him! We will succeed!"

After finishing speaking, Katyusha hugged Shanova who was about to faint from crying, and gently stroked her hair: "I will definitely avenge you."

Shanova nodded, just about to speak, but then she couldn't catch her breath, she rolled her eyes and fell into a coma. (To be continued..)