The heavens preach

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Lianhua Road Street, Foshan.

Zansheng Medicine Hall.

in the lobby,

Bang!bang bang!

It is the sound of wood being struck, dull and rhythmic, which can calm people's mind.

In front of the wooden dummy is a young man less than 20 years old, his eyes are bright, his joints are moving, and his foot is stable.

"Ah Wen, punch straight..."

The person who spoke was a man in his thirties, a brother of the young man, who practiced boxing under the teacher's younger brother.

Both of them are disciples and grandchildren of Nanquan Wang Zan.

This is a side room in the backyard of the pharmacy.

In the living room of the main room, there are an old man and a middle-aged man.

Mr. Zan is a little short in stature, but sitting on a chair, his eyes are bright. Although he is old, he has a refined temperament, especially a pair of hands that have been practicing martial arts all the year round. They are well maintained and have no calluses. There is no such thing as protruding joints.

The world's six boxing champions, Mr. Foshan Zan is one of them.

Sitting on the side are his son Liang Bi and his apprentice Chen Huashun and others.

And Zheng Daokun, the double-flowered red stick of the triad society on the street before, knelt down in front of several masters, uncles and masters in fear, and said in a trembling voice:

"I really don't know, someone will plot against our triad..."

His master is Liang Bi.

Liang Bi frowned and said, "Even if there was no such thing, the blood feud between the North and the South for hundreds of years cannot be resolved. It is also impossible to spread the north fist to the south, and the south fist to the north."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Mr. Zan, and said in a silent voice, "Father, according to my opinion, there is no need for us to participate in the matter of spreading the fist from the north to the south."

When Chen Huashun heard what his junior brother said, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "I will listen to the master."

Mr. Zan sat on the grand master's chair, his eyes closed, and he was also thinking.

Suddenly at this time:

A burst of laughter came into the ears of Mr. Zan and the others:

"I have heard Zan Gong's name for a long time. It is for the matter of spreading Shang Beiquan to the south, and also to resolve the grievances between the northern and southern martial arts. Three days later, the Foshan Golden Tower will be waiting..."

In an instant.

Mr. Zan stood up from his seat.

Chen Huashun, Liang Bi and others were shocked: "Who is this? Where are you talking?"

Mr. Zan's eyes sparkled.

The voice suddenly appeared in the ears of several people in the lobby. It was not someone yelling, but the tone of normal people talking and laughing.

It was as if the man was standing right next to them.

but……

Strangely, there was no one in the living room.

Zheng Daokun immediately exclaimed:

"It's him, this is the young man's voice! Where is he!"

He was so frightened that he got up from the ground and looked up in all directions.

For a while.

Even Ah Wen and his senior brother, who were practicing boxing, came here in shock:

"Master, I heard someone talking in my ear, but I didn't see anyone."

"Me too."

Mr. Zan's eyes fluctuated violently, and he immediately asked people to go outside the gate to look, but found that there was still no one there, and a storm rose in his heart.

This……

Even when they walked out of the gate, they found that only the masters and apprentices in their pharmacy heard this man's words.

Chapter 1 Looking at me in the mirror, my heart is like a mirror

On a certain street in Foshan.

Shang Yunxiang, Xue Dian, and Gong Er watched the young Taoist's lips move slightly with dull faces, as if talking to himself, and then transmitted their voices to everyone in Mr. Foshan Zan's Wing Chun lineage.

Gong Er's delicate face is full of disbelief:

"This... is the sound transmission in the legend of the Daoist sect?"

She looked at Chen Xixiang, and once again felt the master's supernatural powers in her heart, which repeatedly impacted his cognition.

Things like magic are at his fingertips.

And Shang Yunxiang and Xue Dian on the side were even more stunned.

"Master, is this the spell after practicing true energy?" Xue Dian's eyes were burning.

With his hands behind his back, Chen Xixiang responded with a smile, and the patient believers answered:

"This is a way to use it after you have achieved true qi."

spell?It all depends on how one understands it. After all, things that are inconceivable in the eyes of ordinary people can be called spells.

After the completion of this kind of zhenqi, coupled with the great completion of the spinal cord, it is possible to achieve subtle control of both zhenqi and muscles, and control the frequency of the sound wave, so that it can be transmitted to Liang Zan, Chen Huashun, Ye Xing from a long distance away. Asking the three generations of masters and apprentices is a small test.

In the Liang family medicine hall.

Mr. Zan looked shocked, and after a while he said to his son and apprentice:

"When I went to Qingcheng Mountain before, the old man asked a Taoist priest in Qingcheng for some inner alchemy. He talked to me and told me that there is a kind of magic that can transmit voices and enter secrets to others even when they are several miles away. .”

"I laughed it off when I heard it. How could I believe it? I didn't expect today..."

He immediately hunched over, walked into the courtyard, cupped his fists to the sky, and said in awe:

"Three days later, the Golden Tower, the old man will attend the meeting on time."

At the same time, beads of sweat covered Liang Bi and Chen Huashun's faces.

Especially Liang Bi, he just said some words that he thought that the Northern Fist and the Southern Legend would definitely not work, and he was beating his heart, thinking that he might have been remembered by this terrifying character.

Whoever encounters such a thing will not be shocked.

People are miles away, but their voices can reach their side.

On the street, Chen Xixiang, who was on another street two miles away, twitched his ears slightly and said with a smile:

"You can go to the next one."

Xue Dian was smart, and immediately understood that the Wing Chun Gate in Foshan must have been frightened, and promised to arrive at the Golden Tower on time.

Originally, Chen Xixiang's image in his heart was extremely powerful, but now it has been elevated again, almost like a god and Buddha.

He has developed a sense of anger.

According to this kind of time, in a few years, he will be able to cultivate his true energy. Doesn't it mean that he can also do this kind of thing.

"I don't know if I told him that I want to learn true qi, will he agree..." Gong Er followed behind them, thinking silently in his heart: "Will he pass such a precious thing to a woman?"

Gong Er's heart is complicated.

Shang Yunxiang and Xue Dian have been to Foshan for a while, so they are very familiar with the places where the northern and southern martial artists stayed.

With them leading the way, Chen Xixiang personally "invited" [-] northern and southern martial arts sects in just one day's work.

Today is destined to be a difficult day for the various factions of the northern and southern martial arts to stay.

For example, Wudang School, Shaolin School, Hongquan, Wuxingquan, Chen, Yang, and Peng's Taiji School, among the various schools, it is suspected that ghosts and gods are descending all day long, even the Huajin Grandmaster's heart is trembling.

Can't see the person, only hear the voice.

This method is too far beyond what mortals can comprehend.

After returning to the courtyard of Xingyi Baguamen.

"Come back so soon?" Gong Baotian and the others asked in amazement: "How many companies have you invited?"

Xue Dian immediately laughed and said, "The teacher asked to 'invite' in person, but all the masters of the northern and southern martial arts who were invited by the master to come to Foshan, none of them refused to agree, and all of them were scared pale in their respective courtyards."

"Scared?" Li Cunyi didn't understand.

Chen Xixiang didn't say much, and he had consumed a lot of his true energy today, so he said slowly to the two senior brothers: "In three days' time, the masters from all factions will meet in the Golden Tower, and I won't come out again for three days. Sit down."

Immediately someone prepared the house for him.

Before entering the room, he turned around to look at Gong Er, and said, "If you want to learn from me, you can go to Xue Dian to get a copy of the secret book of exercises. I am not unique in Taoism. Anyone in the sect can learn it if you want to learn it." You can hand it over to others if you want, it’s like passing on a lamp, if you can pass the lamp from one lamp to another, until all the lamps are lit, and everyone in the world is my celestial disciple, I will be so lucky and comforted.”

Gong Er was shocked by these words and stood still.

Unexpectedly, what she was thinking about and didn't know how to say it was given to her so easily by the uncle.

Moreover, such a magical and mysterious method is actually in the hands of the uncle, like a bad street, it can be given to anyone at will.

Gong Baotian said with a sigh:

"Lao Tzu's volume of morality is five thousand words, pointing directly to the Dao, which is also a bad street thing. Anyone who has read the book knows that 'Tao can be done, and it is very Dao'. This actually shows the preciousness of the Tao Te Ching."

The classics that Lao Tzu, Confucius, and Sakyamuni used to teach the world are also undefended. Anyone can read and learn.

Just like the bright moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, it shines all over the world, there are rich and poor families.

Only in this way is it called the patriarch of the Three Religions.

Li Cunyi understood what Gong Baotian meant, and sighed softly:

"Junior Brother Chen's state of mind is vast and boundless, and it's not just his cultivation that far surpasses ours..."

inside the house.

Chen Xixiang closed his eyes and put his mind on it, and he was running the "Qi Seed" to echo with the spirit and soul.

His method was born out of the "Tao Heart Planting Demon Dafa".

Dao Mind Planting Demon Dafa is a martial arts scripture with strong research on the level of "Dao Xin" and "Spirit".

In the world of martial arts.

Chinese martial arts not only practice boxing, but also practice the mind.

In the end, in Chen Xixiang, who possessed both true energy, the three paths of true energy, Dao heart, and physical body advanced at the same time.

Train the body with Qi, train the mind with the body, and train Qi with the heart.

form a loop.

In Chen Xixiang's spiritual world, sometimes the wind is sunny, sometimes the sea is stormy, and sometimes there is lightning and thunder.

Ups and downs, seven emotions and six desires, resentment, cruelty, indifference, love, fear, joy, sorrow, sadness, fright...

Chen Xixiang watched the changes in his mind in a trance;

"Is this me?"

He said to himself:

"It's me, but it's not me either."

The cultivation of Dao Heart Demon Seed Dafa itself cares about the balance between "Dao Heart" and "Demon Seed".

Dao Xin is like a mirror, really like Xuanxuan, silent and dark, not moving or fighting.

Demon seeds are stimulated by various external senses or thoughts, and derive various emotions.

Stick to the heart of the Tao and use the Tao to subdue the demons.

In the early stage, Dao is established, in the middle stage, it becomes demonic, and in the later stage, Dao is still the destination.

It is a process of witnessing oneself and finally returning to nature.

"I have practiced for a long time, and now I have reached the stage of 'becoming a demon'. I have a lot of distracting thoughts on weekdays, but my Taoist heart is strong, and I can regard my distracting thoughts and desires as myself in the mirror, in a free state."