Chapter 163 Pain into the Heart

Wang Ji sat on the ground and quietly listened to Zhang Sanfeng explain the meaning of Tai Chi and his various feelings when he practiced Tai Chi.

In Wang Ji's view, what Zhang Sanfeng said about Tai Chi is not a way to exert force, but an unspeakable artistic conception. And this kind of artistic conception is what martial arts pursue.

Everyone has their own martial arts, and Taiji is the martial arts belonging to Zhang Sanfeng.

"What you have to do is not to copy, but to understand what belongs to you according to Tai Chi. If you realize it, your future will be unlimited. If you don't understand it, even if your future strength can be comparable to me now, you will never reach the peak.

"You have to understand your own martial arts..."

Wang Ji said, "But... my sword is my martial arts."

A long time ago, Wang Ji was determined to take kendo, and this idea has never wavered since it was established. In his mind, Kendo is the road he will always take in the future.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "Kendo is different from the martial arts I said."

Wang Ji thought for a moment, but still didn't figured it out, so he shook his head.

Zhang Sanfeng said, "Whether it is the way of sword, the way of knife, or the way of boxing. These things are all objects. They all use foreign objects to improve the progress of their understanding. Although it is simple and unparalleled, it is not the road.

"And martial arts are not. The martial arts I'm talking about are the road!" In Zhang Sanfeng's tone, he was undisguised pride and excitement: "After countless years, I finally really created the way of Taiji, performed martial arts with Taiji, and finally truly understood the supreme road. With this road, the road of my cultivation is naturally unimpeded and unobstructed!"

Wang Ji was stunned. In Yanhuang, the word Dao was not said casually. The road shows that a person has reached the peak.

Zhang Sanfeng can't boast about himself, that is to say, Zhang Sanfeng really relied on himself to understand the real road!

"Ancestor, what is the so-called road?"

Although Wang Ji also followed me and understood the Tao for many years, although he had made some small achievements, he was always not allowed to enter in front of the door of the Tao.

In Wang Ji's opinion, this is a layer of invisible and untouchable things.

But he really felt that there was something magical that was controlling all this.

According to Western doctrine, it is God. According to ancient Greek mythology, this is the gods, and in the history of Yanhuang, this is the Tao.

Compared with Western myths, Wang Ji agrees more with the Tao that belongs to Yanhuang.

Because both God and the gods materialize this power and make it a myth. In essence, God and the gods are human.

But the Tao is different. It exists, but it is not revealed. It manipulates all the rules and is above the rules.

I brushed my beard and said, "The so-called Tao is not a rule, but it has a similar power to the rule. The difference is that the Tao is given by people, and the Tao in everyone's heart is different.

"It's just that not all people can recognize their own way. And if you don't know it, there will naturally be no so-called Tao.

Wang Ji seems to be a little confused: "If you believe, there is, but if you don't believe it, there is nothing?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head again: "Whether you admit it or not, Tao exists. The more people who can't see the Tao are controlled by the Tao, the stronger they will be.

Looking at the sky, Zhang Sanfeng pointed to the sky: "We practice the road in order to know, learn, and then surpass! What we have to do is not to go against the sky, but to walk along the road and then surpass the day.

"Do you understand?"

Wang Ji shook his head: "Although I don't quite understand, this is what I've been doing."

"What did you do?"

"Know, learn, and then surpass!" Wang Ji also looked at the sky: "No one can stop my belief, even on this day! I, Wang Ji, don't guard heaven and earth, but Yanhuang!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wang Ji seriously, and then nodded and smiled.

"What if you succeed in protecting Yanhuang, or fail?"

"If it succeeds." Wang Ji smiled and said, "I am confident that I have achieved my way, and if I fail, I will naturally rebuild Yanhuang until the day of success."

Wang Ji suddenly felt that he was a little paranoid. However, every successful person has his own paranoid side, but this kind of paranoia, in their own opinion, is persistence.

If people don't have their own persistence, how can they strengthen their responsibilities? And without responsibility, how to be an upright person? Especially for men, Wang Ji is not male chauvinism, but in his cognition, no matter in which era, in that place, as long as he is a man, he should do something.

"In that case... stick to what you insist on!" Zhang Sanfeng said, "However, your road can't be when Yanhuang's achievements... At the very least, you have to be here and recognize the road that belongs to you."

Wang Ji nodded: "If I can't do this, what right do I have to say, guarding Yanhuang... Tell me, what should I do?"

"Very good! Now, you are standing in front of me..."

Wang Ji was stunned, because Zhang Sanfeng had always been facing the pool.

Although he didn't know why, Wang Ji still walked to the surface of the water and stood in front of Zhang Sanfeng. For Wang Ji, he can completely control this point.

"Look, my eyes..."

When Wang Ji heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, he raised his head and looked into Zhang Sanfeng's eyes seriously. But to his surprise, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes turned out to be black and white.

Boom!!!

Wang Ji suddenly felt that he had returned to that time, that place, the moment when his mother died. Wang Ji's spirit suddenly became confused.

For such a long time, since Wang Ji knew the truth and recalled everything, this scene was deeply buried in his heart. However, at this moment... he appeared in front of him again.

"For...why..."

Wang Ji grabbed his heart painfully and knelt on the ground.

"Open the biggest demon in people's hearts and magnify them countless times. My eyes are originally learned from the Wang family. Obviously, you haven't opened it yet, so let me help you! The moment your eyes open, the road will also become.

"I also want to see what the real eyes of yin and yang look like..."

Throughout the day, Wang Ji felt that the sky seemed to fall. The picture repeated again and again. Not only did he not have trouble, but also did not change his indifference, but the pain in his heart became deeper and deeper.

No one understands what it feels like to have the most painful place in the heart have been dug out and magnified countless times. It seemed that every place on his body was bitten by insects. This kind of grief from the bottom of his heart almost made Wang Ji collapse.

Wang Ji closed his eyes and shed sad tears. He didn't dare to look. He didn't want to recall.

His mother, the most beautiful woman in his heart. He deeply remembers that even now, he deeply remembers the warmth in his mother's arms.

Only after losing my mother did I know that this warmth is the most precious and precious thing in the world.

He closed his eyes. He really couldn't see, but he couldn't leave. The sound coming into his ears made him hate, made him feel painful, and made him regret...

Throughout the whole day, Wang Jiwan completely fell into this pain. The moment he opened his eyes, the originally green and gloomy world had completely turned black and white in his eyes.

"Ancestor...why?"

"Go back, think for yourself..." Zhang Sanfeng's tone did not have any emotion: "Have a good practice and come back again at six o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't be late. Remember what you said to me today..."

Wang Ji was silent for a while. When he was about to go out, his spiritual power was out of control and he fell into the water.

Wang Ji, who fell into the water, seemed to lose his strength and sank all the way to the bottom of the water, lying there motionless.

"Stand up, come out, and walk back to your own room..."

Zhang Sanfeng's voice bombarded into Wang Ji's head like a Thunderbolt, making Wang Ji's chaotic head suddenly wake up a little.

Slowly getting up, Wang Ji floated out of the bottom of the water and climbed ashore.

"Ancestor, my disciple went back first."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded casually, and his eyes were just looking at the bottom of the water. But Wang Ji didn't notice this again, because he didn't dare to look into Zhang Sanfeng's eyes anymore.

Even with his firm will, it can be seen how heavy the damage Zhang Sanfeng caused to Wang Ji's heart on this day.

"Although everyone can have their own sadness, human sadness is originally a kind of beauty... However, as a strong person, especially to become the strongest, sometimes this kind of sadness will turn into your heart demon. My heart demon has delayed the revival of Yanhuang because of me, and your heart demon is your hatred..."

Wang Ji returned to his room. For the first time, he did not enter the world, but lay in a deep sleep.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had been sitting all the time, sighed secretly, but said nothing.

At 6 a.m. the next morning, Wang Ji woke up on time.

Although he didn't want to wake up, he really woke up. No one forced him, but sometimes the promise a man made was so simple. He said it was to do it!

"Ancestor..."

One night's sleep did not hurt Wang Ji's spirit a little, but a night's nightmare made him fall deeper fatigue.

"Go on, come to me..."

"Yes..." Wang Ji seemed weak, but he still walked to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Think about what you want and what your faith is, and then look up. You know that I won't hurt you. You know it's helpful to you.