Chapter 17 Wang Chan comes out of the mountain

In fact, Chinese martial arts had no distinction between insiders and outsiders for a long time before the Ming Dynasty. This name seems to be that after Zhang Sanfeng, a sloppy Taoist, left a few Taoist kung fu in Wudang Mountain, the world artificially divided them in order to distinguish the two factions of Shaolin Wudang, which was not accurate, but later After a long time, the inner boxing gradually became popular, and more people practiced it. This name has been passed down and become a fixed style.

In fact, people who practice martial arts do not have the so-called pure foreign kung fu. Once martial arts are cultivated to the spiritual level, they can achieve internal and external integration and integration. It is not only the inner boxing that integrates into the Taoist health concept that pays attention to the details of breathing and vomiting. Just like Wang Chan's practice of the thirteen Taibao horizontal training, at least it is also a method handed down in the last five generations of the Tang Dynasty. It also pays attention to introverted essence and cultivates and bones. After really getting home, the pores of the whole body are opened and closed as satisfactory. Not only is the skin of the body hard as steel, which can withstand any blow, but also the body has a huge amount of qi and blood. , the physical strength is long, the internal energy is full, and the external body is strong. When it comes to the means of killing, it is much more powerful than any internal boxing now.

This was originally excellent, but now there is another great drawback that has begun to appear. That is, he used to practice kung fu all the way as a fierce general in the army in the past era, killing people and killing people. When he fought with outsiders, his moves were all real killers. The offensive was tide, and he would not die. If he could not practice to the realm of strength freely, Wang Chan himself could not guarantee that he would be killed again when he went down the mountain. How many lives.

But in this way, how can the social law follow him? It's strange that something will happen sooner or later.

Not to mention this time, Wang Chan's purpose of going down the mountain was to help Zhou Lin protect her daughter and avoid the so-called Lin Shao coming to make trouble. It can be thought that once things change, it is impossible for Wang Chan not to do it.

"It's no wonder that the old man killed people when he was young. When he robbed the four directions, he didn't even leave a living mouth. Later, his kung fu became deeper and deeper, but fewer and fewer people died in his hands."

"The word "fire" is really difficult to master." The more Wang Chan thought about the contrast, the more he realized how powerful Wang Daliangzi was in those years, and he was full of praise in his heart.

"I don't have much experience now. I only have the experience of engaging with people once. If I want to deepen the heat, I have to find more masters to hone myself. Fortunately, I also found a handwritten pamphlet from Sun Changfeng, which recorded all his experience of practicing Bajiquan so far, which can be used to learn from one or two to fill my shortcomings. Speaking of which, this person Sun Changfeng is also diligent and has to record his experience at any time. Unfortunately, this person is fascinated by his heart and just wants to be an official, so he divides his spirit. His mind is not focused, and no matter how much he practices, it is useless. Otherwise, there will be a lot of fight in the daytime today.

During the day, Zhou Lin wanted to destroy the body. He found a pamphlet describing Bajiquan in Sun Changfeng's close-fitting clothes. Knowing that it was useless, he gave it to Wang Chan. At this time, when Wang Chanxing was about to leave the mountain, he had nothing to do, because considering that his action was too heavy, he would hurt people's lives and irreparable. After thinking about it, he wanted to practice Sun Changfeng's set of Bajiquan.

The "eight poles" of Bajiquan means that it can reach far and far in all directions. Its movements are simple and concise, fierce and crisp, and there are many vigorous movements. It is a boxing that emphasizes the combination of actual combat and practice. It suddenly rises and falls and opens the door of the other party. It is the biggest feature of Bajiquan. This kind of boxing has a strong actual combat value. The capture, back wrestling, fighting, etc. practiced by the army and armed police have absorbed some characteristics of Bajiquan, which can be said to be one of the most widely used boxing methods in the world today.

"In those years, Li Shuwen's room was emptied, five feet away from the window. The window paper vibated and sounded, and he stabbed the jujube on the tree with a big gun, one by one. The fly on the thorn wall, the fly falls and there is no trace on the wall. The iron cone entered the wall, and it was very difficult to pull it out. He stirred it with a gun, and the cone came out. It happens that I have a new big gun, and I can also learn the practice of this magic gun Li.

It is said that it will start. At this time, it is already around the time. Because he will leave the Guandi Temple tomorrow, Wang Chan does not plan to go to the martial arts field in the back mountain today. After cleaning up the yard, he was ready to wear a vest full of iron sand and figure it out according to the description on Sun Changfeng's pamphlet.

He has bought a lot of books in the past, including the boxing score of Bajiquan, but those things on the market are all irrelevant routines, and there are even few exercises, let alone all kinds of tricks. How can it be compared with Sun Changfeng's book that describes all his experiences?

At the beginning, Wang Chan was afraid that his movements were not in place and there were deviations. Because he was used to practicing the strength of Bajiquan wrongly, he had to carefully refine the graphic text on the brochure one by one before practicing. After getting familiar with his heart, he slowly practiced. After practicing kung fu in the middle of the night like this, Wang Chan also came out with a hand of Bajiquan according to the gourd painting.

It's just that his eight-polar boxing looks authentic one by one, which is not much worse than Sun Changfeng in the daytime, but in the depths of his bones are still his horizontal kung fu. It's far from being proficient, and I can only blindfold the layman.

One night passed quickly, and Wang Chan didn't have much time to study it, so he had to put away the pamphlet, put it on his body, and study it at any time. Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the water. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You have to practice every day to maintain your skill level. Otherwise, you will be like Sun Changfeng. You will be distracted and can't concentrate. I'm afraid you can even maintain your original level. If you are careless, you will die if you meet a master.

And my life is gone, and my ambitions are gone.

When it was almost dawn in the morning, Wang Chan still boiled hot water as usual, threw a lot of herbs in, and smoked himself as pork for two hours. Then he lazily climbed out of the barrel and cleaned up everything outside the temple. This Guandi Temple is located in the deep mountains. In the past, in addition to the mallet guests who went to the mountain to collect ginseng, few people came to burn incense all year round, and now it is even more inaccessible.

In fact, Wang Chan has nothing to pack up. He only encapsulates the old objects left by the old man, such as the ancient books and books, which are easy to be damaged by moisture. He moved them into a dry cave behind the temple, moved a large stone of thousands of catties, and blocked them tightly. A lot of grass and vines were found outside to cover them up, but It also seems to be reliable and safe. I'm not afraid that the beasts and birds will get in and destroy it, and I will break my mind.

In addition, all the must-have belongings were stuffed into a backpack by Wang Zen. Of course, his large jar was also used with tiger bones and tiger blood, bear gall and deer fetuses, and prepared diamond ghee. Looking at the sky outside, the sun had risen high. Wang Chan took a gun bag with a big gun and walked out of the temple. He was about to leave, but suddenly he stopped again, turned back and turned back, and turned out a stack of square bags in a bag under the shrine.

In this bag, there is a full set of silver locks, silver collars, and a small red belly pocket that have lost color. According to the old man, these things are all the things he wore when he snatched Wang Chan from the old wolf's mouth, which is the only one left to him by his two parents with unknown surnames. A few things.

Although Wang Chan has never been willing to find his parents, now he is about to leave the Guandi Temple and walk out of the deep mountains, and he doesn't know how long it will take to come back. These things that have never been valued by him in the past really make him have a strange hope. I hope we can meet again! Even if you can't, it's much better to take it with you than to stay here.

He gently closed the temple door and wore a morning glow. When Wang Chanshi went down the Hutou Ridge and toss and turned to the main road leading to Hutou Town, he found that Zhou Lin's car had been waiting there for a long time. Zhou Lin sat in the driver's seat, and his face looked a little anxious.

After all, it is a very rare situation for people like Zhou Lin to get involved in a person who absolutely can't afford to provoke. He has experienced life and death. Even if he has experienced a lot of ups and downs and has seen the market, he has to worry about his future.

"If I had known this, why did I have to do this? At the beginning, Zhou Lin used to be used to the smooth wind and water. As soon as he encountered a big storm, he couldn't sit still, and his heart was already confused. However, he can get so many national treasures and cultural relics from Lao Maozi. He is also a kind-hearted person, and it is not wrong to help him.

Although Wang Chan is still a little curious about how Zhou Lin got this batch of antique cultural relics, he is not going to ask Zhou Lin. Everyone has their own secrets and don't want others to know. Even if it's just like Wang Chan himself, once his privacy is violated without permission, any consequences can happen.

What's more, this matter now also involves Wang Chan himself. Sun Changfeng's death has nothing to do with him. He either hides in the deep mountains and ignores questions, or advances bravely. Except for these two ways, there is no other choice.

Sometimes, in fact, Wang Chan understands it better than Zhou Lin. These people outside the mountain always like to complicate simple things infinitely, but they don't know that it was so simple at the beginning.

"Brother, you're finally here!" As soon as he saw Wang Chan's figure appear in front of him, Zhou Lin suddenly shocked. He first opened the door of the co-pilot's position and motioned Wang Chan to get in the car quickly.

When Wang Chan put everything in the trunk and got to the seat, Zhou Lin immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the car disappeared in an instant.

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