Cultivating From Obtaining Experience

  Chapter 92 Secret Manual of the Sutra Building

   "Or because of psychological hints, I feel that if I practice on Taihe Mountain, I will be contaminated with a little fairy energy, so the effect will be better? This is easy to verify. I will try it tomorrow and I will know."

  The next day when Wang An got up in the morning and went up the mountain, he unexpectedly found that there were significantly more tourists going up the mountain today than in the previous two days. Many of these people were talking about one thing.

  The expert on Taihe Mountain, the expert who knows how to do light work and can fly on the roof.

   "Well, aren't they talking about me?" Wang An thought after hearing this.

  Wang An came to the gossip stone platform again, looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, this place is relatively secluded, and there are not many people coming at this time.

  He jumped lightly to the Eight Diagrams Stone Platform, and practiced Tai Chi again.

  The mountain wind blew gently, and he tossed and turned on the stone platform, his moves were continuous and continuous, like the flowing water of the mountain stream, and like the wind in the mountain.

   "Are you coming again?" The old Taoist priest basking in the sun on the stone steps in front of the Prince's Cave looked at Wang An, who was practicing Tai Chi on the Bagua platform below.

   "This young man's Tai Chi is very good." The old Taoist looked at Wang An with a kind smile on his face.

   After a round of Tai Chi, the prompt appears again.

  [Tai Chi experience +1. ]

   "This is indeed more effective than practicing under the mountain." Seeing this, Wang An said.

   Following this training method is much easier than in Hu'an City.

   "It seems that it is necessary to live in this town for a while."

  Wang An saw the old Taoist priest standing at the entrance of Prince Cave and looking towards him. He waved to the old man, and the old man waved to him with a smile.

   He said hello and left here, continued to visit Taihe Mountain slowly, and did not follow the fixed tourist route, but walked forward when there was a way, and stopped in front of the scenic spots to take a look.

   This time, he didn't deliberately look for those Tai Chi traces, but just admired the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

  At this time, the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak in Taihe Mountain was already crowded with people, and many people were taking pictures against a wall, which was bare and purple.

   "Where is it, where is it?"

   "Over there, do you see it? At a height of nearly five meters, adjust the focus and you can see it."

   "Hey, don't tell me, it's really a footprint. Really, good guy, how did he get up so high? Can't it really fly?"

   "Tiyun Zong, step on the right foot with the left foot, step on the left foot with the right foot, and go straight to the sky."

   "Try it yourself, isn't that all nonsense?"

  Among the crowd, there are several Taoist priests who came here after seeing the short video yesterday.

  The so-called layman watches the excitement, while the insider watches the way.

   After watching that video, those who have practiced kung fu uniforms for many years naturally understand that this person has real kung fu.

  Not to mention how he got up there, he just skimmed across the roof for a few meters, and then jumped down from the five or six meter golden palace without any damage. This requires extremely advanced skills.

   "Is there such a high-level person on our Taihe Mountain?"

   "Maybe someone from outside the mountain?"

  One of the priests stared at the wall, and a person appeared in his mind, it was the young man who climbed up the wall yesterday and walked on the top of the wall like a flat ground.

   "Maybe it should be him. It turns out that he still had some reservations when he met me yesterday. What does it mean to know how to be light-hearted? This really makes me feel ashamed!"

   "What did you say, Junior Brother?" A Taoist priest next to him asked softly when he heard the Junior Brother talking to himself.

   "It's nothing, I remembered a very interesting thing." The Taoist smiled.

  Many tourists come here after hearing the rumors and seeing the video, which leads to fewer people in other places.

  Wang An stopped and stopped along the way, and unknowingly came to the top of a mountain. The mountain wind howled, and when he looked around, he could have a panoramic view of the surrounding mountains and fields, and Zhufeng was not far away that day.

  Here, let’s walk around and have a look, eat something on the mountain at noon, go to other places in the afternoon, and then walk down the mountain.

  On the mountain, he did not see magpies fighting snakes, nor turtles and snakes fighting, nor did he see any natural Tai Chi diagrams, nor did he find the so-called chance of enlightenment.

  Walking along, he saw another kung fu gym. He looked inside and saw a Taoist priest practicing kung fu inside, so he pushed the door open and went in, chatted a few words, and got straight to the point.

   "Master Daoist, I came here specially to ask for advice on Taijiquan."

  The head priest was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. In the room behind him, several children poked their heads out of the windows and looked at them.

  The two of them set up a boxing frame in the yard, joined hands, and tai chi push hands.

  Fixed step, active step,

  The two people came and went, drawing circles, and the movements looked very relaxed and natural, as if neither of them had exerted much effort. In less than three minutes, Wang An backed away.

   "Thank you, Daoist, for interrupting." Wang An saluted.

   This is not the person he was looking for either.

   "The layman is polite."

  Wang An turned and left, the Taoist looked at Wang An's back.

   "This layman's Taijiquan is so good!" When he joined hands with Wang An just now, he thought of his master.

  It was already dark when Wang An went down the mountain, and there were still many people in the restaurant chatting about Taihe people, even more lively than yesterday.

  Wang An stayed here for the next few days, visiting Taihe Mountain, admiring the beautiful scenery, looking for martial arts and kung fu gyms one by one, visiting them for advice, and helping the Taoist masters there.

   There is no distinction, there is no victory or defeat.

   In just a few days, he visited all the kung fu halls near Taihe Mountain.

  He was still a little disappointed. The beauty of Taihe Mountain was beautiful, but the kung fu in these kung fu halls disappointed him a little. It’s not that it’s not good, but it’s not as good as he expected.

  It’s like you go to a century-old restaurant and order a home-cooked dish. After eating it, you find that it’s just the same, and it’s not even as good as your own. The sense of gap that is lower than the psychological expectation will indeed make people a little disappointed.

  Wang An didn't leave, not only because of the beautiful scenery in the mountains, but also because he wanted to meet the Taoist priest of Qinghui and ask him for advice.

   After staying here for sixteen days, he finally met the Daoist Qing Hui.

  An old man with gray beard, except that he looks different from ordinary people because he is wearing a Taoist robe and wearing a Taoist bun, there is really nothing special about him.

  This old man has no pretensions. After listening to Wang An's question, Daoist Qing Hui fell into deep thought and took a while to speak.

   "I understand what you mean. You want the energy in your body to be integrated and extend in all directions, reaching the state of power penetrating your fingertips. This road is difficult. When I was young, I went to Faxing Temple to practice martial arts, and later I went to Wudang Mountain.

  The kung fu I have learned is strengthening qi and blood, regulating viscera, dredging meridians, and kung fu that can truly integrate the energy of the whole body into one, but I haven't practiced it thoroughly. Cough cough cough. Daoist Qing Hui coughed a few times.

   This time he went down the mountain and was exhausted from the journey. He was in his sixties again and contracted a cold.

   This made Wang An, who originally wanted to join hands with him, give up his old thoughts.

  However, he admired the old man's open mind, he would admit it if he knew it, and he would admit it if he didn't.

   "As for the ancient books you asked about, there are indeed some on Mount Taihe. If you want to read them, you have to wait two days for the opening of the scripture building. I will let you know when the time comes, and you can go and see them."

   "Thank you, Daoist."

  Wang An chatted with Taoist Qing Hui for a while, and left after fifteen or sixteen minutes.

   "This young man is somewhat similar to that He Xiaolin, but more gentle." Daoist Qing Hui stroked his beard and said.

  Two days later, Wang An got his wish and came to the Sutra Library.

  The so-called Tibetan scripture building is just a very inconspicuous building in the corner of Zixiao Palace. It is a small two-story building built against the mountain. There is no plaque. It is very old, and it can even be said to be a little dilapidated.

   It also didn’t say that when the Sutra Library opened, it was overcrowded. In fact, only a few Taoist priests came.

  Wang An was able to come in to look at the classics inside because he was recommended by the Taoist priest of Qinghui. If not, he would not be able to come in and look at the books in it.

   Inside are rows of bookshelves with some ancient books on them.

  Wang An searched inside. Just as the old Taoist priest in Taizidong said, most of the books here are some Taoist classics, which are still transcribed versions. The real ancient books have been hidden.

  It's as if some of the treasures in many museums are high imitations.

   After all, there is no guard here on weekdays, so if thieves want to come in, it doesn't take too much trouble.

  Wang An looked through the rows of bookshelves, and suddenly stopped. He saw a book with the words "Ti Yun Zong" written on it.

   "Do you really have this light skill?"

  Wang An immediately stopped in his tracks, and opened the book. There were texts, diagrams, and exercises on it. It was not as mysterious as those in martial arts novels and movies, but it was a kind of light kung fu and agility.

   What is special is that this exercise talks about the ability to move straight up and down on the wall.

   "You have read the secret book of "Ti Yun Zong", and gained something."

  The books here can only be viewed but cannot be photographed or copied. There are Taoist priests watching at the side. Wang An read it several times, wrote down the contents of the book, and then continued to search for the exercises he wanted.

  Turning around, he saw an ancient book in a corner, on the lower shelf of the bookshelf. The name was "Tai Chi Chuan Pu". He picked it up and opened it, feeling overjoyed.

   "That's it!"

   The map here is the same as the map sent by Duan Shui Liu on the Internet. Wang An found the two pictures, but it was much clearer on it, and the thin lines in it could be seen.

  He stared at the two pictures carefully, and one picture after another appeared in his mind, and things that were not clear at first suddenly became much clearer.

  One of these two pictures is the general picture, and the lines on it are densely packed, which is equivalent to the general outline. The focus of the other picture is between the waist and abdomen, connecting the previous and the next.

  The difficulty in this book is that there are some small brush annotations. I don't know which senior left it behind, Wang An also carefully read it several times.

  (end of this chapter)