"Is this pictography?"

Wang Chao was shocked.

"Yes, not." The old man stopped shaking and looked at Wang Chao, but he still showed this aura, like a celestial being standing in a stance, with fist all over his body.

"The teacher's pictography actually has two words behind it, and the whole sentence is pictography."

"Xingyi, Xingyi, emphasizes intention rather than form. What you practice is not only formal things, but also spiritual things. Many old actors who play tickets will be moved when they listen to the opera, and the same is true for practicing boxing. If you are moved, you will have kung fu."

indeed.

Wang Chao seemed to have some understanding.

I have heard reports before that the famous world boxing champion Tyson once stopped in Beijing and stayed in front of the body of the founder of the Republic for a long time, feeling that he was insignificant.

Later, there was a president's avatar and MAO capital pinyin on his right arm. He found greatness and touching in the president's world, and fought for it all his life, and regarded it as a spiritual leader.

This is the most ordinary truth and the greatest wisdom.

"In ancient times, people in the martial arts world practiced Xingyi and standing stance. At the beginning, they had to practice facing the East no matter day or night!"

"The sun rises from the east and is full of vitality, which means to stand out this vitality, sprout like a bug revival, breaking through the ground, and you will have energy."

"This is an ancient method, discovered by generations of predecessors, and concluded that it is generally passed down by word of mouth. It can cultivate eyesight, live long, and last for a long time, and it will be of infinite benefit!"

"The so-called one method is known to be able to understand all methods. This is what we practice in Xingyiquan."

The old man Xue Lianxin talked about it and explained the secret principles of boxing.

After saying that.

The old man's face suddenly became correct.

"Although our lineage has been sparsely populated since Master Xue, it has never been scattered, but boxers should not be humiliated!"

"Since you have obtained the inheritance of Master Xue and have achieved something, you naturally need a title. I want to include you under my master. Are you ready?"

Chen Aiyang, who was beside him, felt very happy and knew that the old man was preparing to pass on his skills on behalf of his teacher.

"Of course I'm willing!" Without thinking, Wang Chao blurted out immediately.

Only fools would not want such an opportunity.

"Very good!" The old man showed relief and nodded.

Then he said, "But the master died early. For decades, I have been opening the door to accept disciples, so I will teach you the skills on behalf of the master in the future!"

"That's really a trouble for senior brother!" Wang Chao said happily.

"If Master Xue is in the sky, he will definitely be happy to know that he has a disciple like you, a stunning and beautiful disciple! Let's do this, wait a few days to choose a good day to inform all martial arts people, and then hold this apprenticeship ceremony!"

He waved his hand and decided on this matter.

The old man was very satisfied. Since Xue Dian took over the director of the Central National Museum of China, this lineage has no choice but to ask about his future, but only depends on talent, fate, and nature.

But after Xue Dian's death, this lineage has been withering, and there are few genius disciples.

Wang Chao was only in his early twenties and had already achieved great success in his kung fu. It can be said that it was a blessing for the master.

"My junior brother, look!"

When people are in a happy event, the old man laughs a few times and is excited to give advice on the spot.

He twisted his waist and stretched out his hand toward a osmanthus tree next to him, and shook his body and slashed it out with his palm.

Suddenly the wind blew.

Unlike Wang Chao's aura like a tiger going down the mountain, the old man's tiger shape is light and subtle, with a spirit of inner strength, like a giant tiger lying on the hill.

Crazy...

Before the palm power was reached, the palm wind came first, the branches swayed randomly, and the lush green leaves immediately fell off.

Then, he grabbed the tree trunk with one palm.

"Puff" it seemed to be cut on tofu.

The old man's hand was like a big bowl, instantly grabbing a large ball of hard broken wood.

Then instantly turn your palm back and put it on the rib side, your face not blushing, and you don’t get angry.

"This is the inner strength of darkness. When fighting with someone, it is like slapping a tree trunk. The fingers are as soft as cotton, the strength is as strong as iron, and the accumulation of thinness is like electric shock."

He demonstrated one by one.

"Yes!" Wang Chao nodded repeatedly, "I'm now at the point where I can accumulate internal strength in my body into one hand, and I can suddenly release it, and I can split the bricks and stones in one go!"

"No, I just hit someone like electricity."

"A variety of force is twisted into a large force, and it is gathered in the palm of your hand. The fist is like a whip, which can hurt people the most!"

Xue Lianxinkuo walked, pointing to the hole in the trunk, and giving careful guidance.

Although he is afraid of being young and strong, he cannot easily fight with masters for dozens of rounds, but he focuses on health preservation and recuperation. He can teach Wang Chao a few moves.

"Look again."

Xue Lianxin stood with his waist and bowed his body slightly, and used a three-body posture. He stepped on his front foot and slapped the tree trunk with a raised palm.

Wang Chao's eyes were not blinking and he watched intently.

Bang!

This palm is not surging, light and fluttering, and looks completely powerless and ordinary.

When they touched each other, a very gentle and dull whip sounded, but after closing his palm, the osmanthus tree didn't even shake it.

The branches and leaves sway gently in the wind, without any abnormalities.

"Um?"

Wang Chao didn't understand it and looked at Xue Lianxin in confusion.

"Haha..." He laughed and greeted Wang Chao, "Come and see!"

Wang Chao stepped forward.

“Look at this.”

The old man didn't use force on his hand, but just gently tapped the part of the tree trunk that had just hit.

"Click!" Suddenly, a breaking sound broke out.

I saw this huge osmanthus tree, which opened from the slap, broke into two pieces, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"this……!"

Wang Chao's eyes narrowed, and at first glance, the broken crack was flat, and the originally hard tree fibers inside were all kneaded into a pile, like a sponge squeezed dry.

From the outside, the bark is still intact and undamaged.

Unexpectedly, the old man could beat the cow across the mountain and penetrate the inside with his slap!

Wang Chao was shocked.

There are rumors that Shang Yunxiang practiced martial arts in a large temple in his early years. Some people watched. The monks in the temple took the lead and coaxed him to perform, which was quite smell of gunpowder.

Shang Yunxiang didn't say anything, so he walked down with a punch, slashing the big blue bricks in the temple, deeply impressing everyone present.

There was no money to repair bricks in the temple, so it was always there. Later, when it spread, people gave him the nickname "Iron-foot Buddha".

This uses the softness of dark force, silently falling to the ground, and the force is subdued by the tiger. When it is light and fluttering, a large blue brick is crushed.

The old man was the descendant of Xue Dian back then. After receiving the true teachings, his kung fu may not be as good as a great master like Shang Yunxiang, but he is also a master of the world. He is enough to establish a sect.

Although he is old, he is still a master among the masters. His fur has entered the realm of transformation, and there is no trace of fireworks when he goes out.

"This is the mystery of dark soft inner strength hitting people!"

He unfolded his palms and saw that the thick palms were wet, covered in sweat.

"Hebei's glasses Cheng said that you must be anxious to hit people."

"When you punch, the shoulders and hips are combined, the hands and feet are combined, the mind and intention are combined, the mind and qi are combined, and the qi and force are combined. In this way, the inner yin and outer yang are the result of the dark force!"

The old man Xue Lianxin looked at Wang Chao with a smile, and stopped talking, letting him experience it on his own.

There is no need to say too much at this time, the actual examples are in front of you, which is very intuitive.

"Dark power! It is the energy that rushes out of the pores to hit people. It can explode like gunpowder, burst out violently, and hurt people's internal organs!"

"You can also hide needles in the cotton, secretly accumulate strength to ambush, and kill people invisibly!"

Wang Chao's mind changed rapidly, and he said theories and boxing principles filled his heart. He punched the side as if no one was around, stretching out his hand to gesture.

I feel like I have some insight, but it seems that I still have something to lose.

After a while, he raised his eyes and shook his head gently: "After you have such a little bit of advice, many of the things you didn't understand before suddenly became clear, but I always felt that something was missing..."

"No hurry, no hurry!"

Xue Lianxin touched his beard under his jaw, sat down on the stone bench, and drank a glass of warm wine.

Haha smiled and said, "Even Sun Wukong has to go through eighty-one difficulties before he can reach the Great Leiyin Temple and seek the Tripitaka scriptures. It can be seen that the path of Tao is difficult. You are still young and have outstanding talents. I am still fighting with a group of Mingjin at this age!"

"This place is quite spacious. You can live in it first and slowly understand it. Although the old man is already useless, he can still say a few words in boxing!"

"Thank you, senior brother, for your accomplishment!"

Wang Chao pondered for a moment, but was not pretentious, and immediately agreed. After all, there were not many opportunities like this.

Although this old man is very popular and has a military style, he is a kind person and treats his younger generation very kindly.

"I really didn't expect... After so many years, I actually saw the successor of my master again." The old man looked at Wang Chao, the young man, with a kind look, without the sharp look of the knife that was early in the morning.

"Today is such a happy day. Ai Yang and Xiaobin, let's stay here today for a delicious meal."
Chapter completed!