Comprehensive Man: Restarting the Life of Death

The sword counterattack just now, with unparalleled strength, the force of the counter shock made the wooden knife in her hand almost fly out, even if she barely grasped the handle of the knife, there was no way to continue fighting.

The palm of his hand seemed to be numb, and the position of the tiger's mouth was even more tingling.Remind the poison island that he actually lost to the man in front of him who claimed to have no basis in kendo.

Dudao Kongzi's face was gloomy, and he stared at Dong Zhuo coldly: "Your sword skills are superb and you have already won. Dudao family can't teach you any kendo skills, so please go back!"

The uncomfortable feeling from his hands made Dudao Yuko completely forget what the original intention of this competition was.Especially Dong Zhuo's sophisticated counterattack just now made Dudao Kongzi feel deceived.

This guy obviously has the strength of a sword saint, but he pretends that he doesn't understand kendo at all.How could the poison island Kongzi with such an idea give Dong Zhuo a face.

Dong Zhuo, who was immersed in the mysterious and mysterious feeling just now, came back to his senses, his eyes were somewhat apologetic, but his face was still cold, looking at Dudao Kongzi, and said: "Sister Dudao, I'm very sorry. But. I sincerely want to learn kendo at the dojo. In the entire city of bed owners, the only one that I am familiar with is Toxic Island Ryu Kendo Hall, and the senpai has won the championship in the national competition with Toxic Island Ryu. I hope I can Worship under Liumen on the poison island!"

Although Dong Zhuo's praise for Dudao Liu made Dudao Kongzi very comfortable, her face was still cold."Your excellent sword skills are no longer what Dudao Liu can teach. Please go back!"

This time he finally heard what Dudao Suiko meant, and was stunned for a moment before he explained: "I'm sorry, Dudao-senpai, I don't know the slightest swordsmanship. My reaction just now is entirely based on physical instinct. "

Poison Island Suizi looked at Dong Zhuo suspiciously and asked, "You really don't know any swordsmanship?"

"Really! I don't even understand the basics of kendo. At this point, I have no need to lie to you!" Dong Zhuo replied indifferently.

Recalling the fight with Dong Zhuo just now, Toxic Island had to admit that this guy really didn't understand kendo.

A person who doesn't understand kendo, but can rely on instinct to cut out that amazing knife just now, undoubtedly shows that the guy in front of him who always looks cold is a real genius in kendo.

Toxic Island has reason to suspect that if the guy in front of him has mastered the basics of kendo, with his abnormal physical fitness and nerve reaction speed, he might be defeated when he meets him.Even if the strong swordsman faced him, he might lose.

If he can concentrate on studying kendo, the future master of kendo will definitely have his place.It's like Sasaki Kojiro and Miyamoto Musashi who created the swallows in history.Become an amazing powerhouse in the history of kendo.It even surpasses those sword saints who have been famous for an era.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, Dudao Kongzi finally nodded and agreed to teach Dong Zhuo the sword.However, her hands were injured in the previous blow, and she was unable to carry out strenuous activities at the moment, so she could only wait for the official start tomorrow.

But Dong Zhuo himself knew that he didn't have much time.At the moment, he said that Tokushima Suizi could dictate, and he would do what she said, and be familiar with the basics of kendo first.

Seeing Dong Zhuo's eagerness for kendo, even Dudao Kongzi was moved, and the slightest dissatisfaction with Dong Zhuo disappeared completely, and there was even a thought in his heart that he didn't even dare to dream.

If this guy is really willing to delve into the swordsmanship of the poison island, maybe it can carry forward in his hands and become a kendo genre that resounds throughout the world.

With such thoughts in mind, Dudao Kongzi knelt down on a blanket. Because of his hands injured, he could only lay flat on his lap, and began to point to the foundation of Dong Zhuo's kendo.

Dong Zhuo corrected his posture bit by bit according to the dictation of Dudao Kongzi.

In fact, the basics of kendo in the eleven districts are not too much in terms of movement, because the main pursuit is fast, accurate and ruthless!As long as the basic tricks form an unforgettable muscle memory in thousands of times of swinging the knife, the rest is to constantly correct them in the pairing exercises.

At about one noon, Dong Zhuo had completely mastered the kendo movements taught by Dudao Kongzi, and the rest was constant practice.

Looking at the time, Dong Zhuo said slightly embarrassed: "Sorry, Dudao-senpai, I didn't expect that I practiced for so long, and you even missed lunch time!"

Dudao Kongzi smiled and shook his head, and said, "It doesn't matter. I didn't expect Dong Zhuojun's kendo talent to be so amazing. In just a few hours of practice, he has already used the basics of kendo freely. You know, I have reached Dong Zhuojun now. I’ve been practicing for many years!"

Dong Zhuo did not comment on the compliments of the poison island Kongzi, because he knew very well that his opponent was not a kendo master, but a dead body who feared death, like a tide; the number is endless, and he wants to live in that doomsday environment. Down, my current strength is still not enough!

After stroking the wooden knife in his hand and placing it on the weapon rack, Dong Zhuo said, "Sister Poison Island, your hands are inconvenient. You are living alone now, I'm afraid your lunch will not be solved. It's already this time. Why don't you give me a chance. How about lunch? Just apologize for what happened just now." ..

Chapter 5 Sitting Zen

"Dong Zhuojun is too polite." Dudao Kongzi squinted her eyes and smiled. Her smile was very charming. She had just reached the age of eighteen, but she possessed the style of a royal sister.

"So, Senior Sister Dudao agreed?" Dong Zhuo raised his brow and said, "Then let's go."

After having lunch with Dudao Kongzi, Dong Zhuo continued to exercise his kendo foundation desperately in the afternoon.

Dudao Kongzi held a cup of tea and kept pointing aside.

After continuing to exercise for nearly three hours, at about 5 o’clock in the afternoon, Dudao Kongzi frowned and suddenly said, “Dong Zhuojun, I think you need to take a break. Such high-intensity exercise will affect your body. Cause a lot of damage."

When Dong Zhuo heard the words, he shook his head, while waving the knife, and said: "My body knows it by itself, don't worry. It's far from reaching my limit!"

Seeing Dong Zhuo's reluctance to persuade him, Dudao Kongzi turned around and said: "Dong Zhuojun, you have done almost the basic exercises. I think you should learn to sit meditation and exercise your will!"

"Sitting in meditation?" Dong Zhuo stopped after his movements, and asked in surprise: "Is it the same as a monk?"

Dudao Kongzi chuckled and shook his head: "Of course not, sitting meditation is just a conceptual description. Dong Zhuojun is a Chinese, and you should know that there is a saying about self-cultivation in Confucianism. This is all about the spirit. work out."

"Does this kind of thing help my strength?" Dong Zhuo's eyes were full of disdain.In his opinion.In this world where the dead body is about to run rampant, even if the Taoist monk is bitten, he will still become the same kind of dead body.

There is no existence of magic, supernatural power, etc., no matter how high the spiritual cultivation is, what use is it?The age of peace may still be respected, but the world is coming to an end!

"That's not the case!" Toshishima Suiko shook his head, and said: "Sitting meditation is a boring and monotonous way to achieve a means to sharpen one's will. Tolerate what ordinary people cannot tolerate, and reach a realm that ordinary people cannot reach."

"What's the use of this!" Dong Zhuo resumed his sword swing.The swinging methods of vertical and horizontal cutting at various angles were displayed one by one in his hand. Even if he was holding a wooden knife, it still gave people a sense of being able to split everything and sharp.

Poison Island Kongzi looked at Dong Zhuo solemnly, and said: "Dong Zhuojun, you are too extreme. Only if the power can be completely mastered by yourself, can it truly belong to you. Sitting meditation can sharpen your will and allow you to better control yourself. Strength, otherwise, having a strong power without a strong will will make you fall into the magic way!" Said the look of Poison Island Kongzi here is very complicated.

Dong Zhuo's heart moved and recalled the plot of the animation inexplicably. It seemed that Dudao Junzi himself was a person who could not control his own power.I remember when she was at the shrine, she once told Komuro Takashi about her experience.

She herself has a strong tendency to violence, and this uncontrollable impulse seems to have become the demon of the poison island, so she does not want to make herself like her.I hope I can control my own power.This is her real intention!

After understanding the painstaking efforts of Dudao Kongzi, Dong Zhuo felt inexplicably soft, holding the wooden knife upside down, and knelt down beside Dudao Kongzi.Put the wooden knife on the floor and said, "Well, Senior Sister Dudao, please teach me how to sit meditation!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the emerald eyes of Poison Island Kongzi, and he nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry, Dong Zhuojun."

"To the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet and be true, all things work together, and I will regain it. The husband and the things are all back to their roots. Returning to the root means tranquility, and it means restoring life. Restoring life is always, knowing always is bright, knowing always is bright, ignoring constant, arrogant Knowing Chang Rong, Rong is the public, the public is the king, the king is the sky, the sky is the way, and the way is long. No body is not dead."

A passage from the Sixteenth Chapter of the Tao Te Ching popped out of Dudao Kongzi’s mouth, word by word. It was pronounced in standard Chinese and spoke clearly. It did not have the bluntness of ordinary people in District 11 who speak Chinese. Tactfully and very nice.

Dong Zhuo froze for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Sorry, Senior Sister Dudao. I don't understand what you said. Can you make it clearer?"

Dudao Kongzi chuckled and explained it in another way.

"The scripture just now comes from the sixteenth chapter of Laozi's Tao Te Ching. It can almost be said to be a summary of sitting meditation." After a pause, Dudao Kongzi continued: "To put it bluntly, it means that the breathing slows down to the point where there is nothing. At the point where you relax your whole body as if you are immersed in the weak water, close your eyes, put aside all selfish thoughts in your mind, and let yourself completely calm down.

Once a person wants to calm down, there will be countless distracting thoughts. Sitting meditation is the process of surrendering these distracting thoughts.Let yourself reach a state of imaginary, in this state, the whole person will feel a kind of emptiness and chaos.As if floating in space, in a trance, you will feel as if you have forgotten everything, even who you are, and your will begins to sublimate.Get out of the boundless sea of ​​suffering and achieve a state of great liberation and great joy."

He had already started to follow the instructions of Dudao Kongzi, but the more I listened to her, the more suspenseful he said below. Dong Zhuo opened his eyes again and asked suspiciously: "Senior Dudao, it’s not that I don’t believe you, but I sit in meditation. Is it really so overwhelming?"

In this world without the slightest degree of mystery, is there really such an overhang?Dong Zhuo even had some doubts whether Dudao Kongzi was fooling him.

"It's your first time to sit in meditation. Just try to calm yourself down and feel your own consciousness. As for the realm of chaos and emptiness, even many great virtues and monks may not be able to do it, let alone the ultimate greatness. Rejoice, great relief." Said this, Dudao Kongzi sighed.

"Okay, then I'll try again!" Dong Zhuo didn't want to reject Dudao Kongzi's kindness, closed his eyes again, and let his thoughts become pure.Fortunately, he once read a novel about cultivation of Yangshen.Many methods of meditation are mentioned.

Relying on these ways of not knowing whether it was true or not, Dong Zhuo quickly fell into the chaotic state of the poison island Kongzi just mentioned, and the whole person felt light and fluttering as if he had no physical body.

In a daze, he seemed to see a dazzling light, and when he approached the light blankly, Dong Zhuo was stunned...

Chapter 6 The Vision of the Eyebrow

What appeared in front of him was something with pointed ends and a narrow center, like the shuttle of a loom, perfectly round without any gap.If the sharp corners at the two ends are cut off, it looks like a hidden Dzi Bead.But with two extra corners, it looks a little weird.

One tip is pure white and the other is pure black. The overall color is a perfect display of the gradual process of black, white and gray.