Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

He doesn't even value life, let alone other things. To him, all of this is like an open game, and there is always a false feeling.

If Wang Xuebin can't see through, sooner or later he will feel false in the real world.

This is also the reason why the system will only submit experimental data when the host dies or actively asks the system to leave.

Thanks to Wang Xuebin's experience, he is very down-to-earth, and the death of his master added a heavy sense of reality to his journey in the film world, which made him aware of the danger.

This is also the reason why he has not submitted the mission until now. He hopes to have a beginning and an end here. He hopes to take the mission world as a journey, see various characters and styles, collect various "souvenirs", and treat the mission as a swap during the trip. Instead of thinking of yourself as a machine that gets things done.

Hearing his sincere tone, Ding Lianshan waved his hands

"It's serious, it's not.

This matter is a family friend I met before, from the Northeast, the guy is very nice, he is warm-hearted, and he also practices boxing, and he practices the eighth level passed down in his family.

Because something happened to his family and he didn’t finish his studies. At first, I thought about letting him come. After I finished, I pointed him out. Didn’t I meet you? I know that you know more types of boxing and are more suitable than me. You don't need to teach him too much, just watch him so that he doesn't make mistakes in his practice. "

Wang Xuebin put down his teacup upon hearing this and said:

"It's okay, just give me your address and contact information. I'll go there in a few days. When I was in Cangcheng, I was taught Bajiquan by an old man. I learned the eight postures of Vajra, the six major openings and the small frame." , guns, sticks and instruments have also been dabbled in, and simple pointers are not a problem!"

Ding Lianshan raised his glass to thank:

"I thank you for the child, you tell me a place, and I will let him find you."

Wang Xuebin stopped and said:

"It's okay, this junior doesn't have a fixed place to live here, plus he travels around, it's really hard to find a place, so I'll go find him."

"Well, I will contact the child later and give you the address."

The conversation was divided into two parts, Gong Haneda returned to the room and saw her daughter wearing a black linen robe with a blue border, with a big ponytail, sitting on a round stool by the table, holding a teacup in both hands, wondering what to think.

Gong Ruomei was in a trance, when she saw her father coming back, she stood up and welcomed her father to the sofa, sat down and persuaded:

"Your old buddies in the north don't approve of this martial arts competition. It's too much face for him to join hands. The surname Ye doesn't know how to flatter you. We can't break the rules."

When Gong Yutian heard his daughter's words, he knew that she was incited by those old buddies in the Northeast. Back then, in order to integrate the Xingyi Sect and the Bagua Sect, and to reconcile the relationship between all parties, he made obeisance to the so-called elders of the sect. , just to give them a step and reduce some resistance.

But those elders didn't have self-knowledge, they used their qualifications to suppress the juniors, they took advantage of the advantages, and pushed them away when they saw troubles.

The daughter didn't know the truth, and thought they were thinking of their father, but they didn't know that they were just afraid that the Gong family's brand would fall and their interests would be compromised.

"Don't be as knowledgeable as them. The old man sticks to the rules. When will the newcomers make their debut?"

Gong Yutian explained to her daughter earnestly.

"Ip Man is a good material, it depends on whether he can stand out this time."

"The Gong family has no defeat, and you are here, why should he stand out?"

Gong Ruomei looked at the teapot on the table and said stubbornly.

Seeing her daughter's gesture, Gong Yutian felt a little warmer in his heart.

"Your temper is just like when Dad was young. He only has victory and defeat in his eyes, and he has no understanding of the world."

Saying that, Gong Haneda stood up and went to the window to persuade him.

"People have to look far away, and their horizons will be broadened after crossing the mountain. But if a person can't see the goodness of others, he can't see the wisdom of others, and he has no heart to tolerate others. Our palace has a high threshold, but there are no villains."

"father!"

When Gong Ruomei heard what her father said, she acted like a baby.

"Haha, this country is full of talented people, the world is so big, there are people beyond the people, there is a sky beyond the sky, and it is a good thing that new people come out when the father is old!"

"What are you talking about? How can your kung fu be compared to the newcomer Laoshizi?"

"Don't say that, Dad will show you what a young talent is."

"Oh, which talent can catch your old eyes? Could it be that Ye Wen?"

"No, you have seen this person before."

Gong Yutian bought a lawsuit, went out and asked a young servant, and learned that Wang Xuebin was listening to an opera in the Jinlou, so he took his daughter to the Jinlou.

"Yang Yanhui sits in the palace courtyard~thinking and sighing~"

Gong Yutian took her daughter to the second floor, listening to the crooked tone in the room, Gong Ruomei joked:

"Is this the young talent you mentioned?"

Gong Ruomei is good at singing operas, and she usually sings a few lines in private to entertain herself, but only now when she heard the voice in the room did she realize that the tone of this opera can be so crooked.

Gong Yutian was also a little embarrassed when he heard the words, he really didn't know that Wang Xuebin loved to sing, and he sang so badly.

Gong Yutian pretended not to hear, and walked forward without looking sideways.

On both sides are the sisters in the golden building, all wearing silk cheongsams embroidered with gold background, drawing eyebrows and temples, scratching their heads and posing, looking extraordinarily enchanting under the dim light.

Wang Xuebin heard movement outside the door, got up and opened the door, leaned out, and saw Gong Yutian and her daughter walking towards here one after the other.

When Wang Xuebin saw the visitor, he went out and greeted the two of them into the house. After seeing the ceremony, he served tea for the two and ordered some melon and fruit snacks, and then sat down again.

Gong Yutian pointed to his daughter and introduced to Wang Xuebin:

"This is Ruomei, my little girl. She has learned a few tricks of Baguazhang from me, but it's not good enough. You have to take care of her in the future."

Wang Xuebin also stood up and clasped his fists to salute, saying that he didn't dare.

Gong Ruomei sized it up secretly, feeling a little strange in her heart, this young man is less than 1.9 meters tall, wearing a pure black robe, looks like he is only in his early twenties, has a gentle temperament, and doesn't look like a martial artist, but his face It doesn't show up, but it's also a fistful salute.

After Gong Yutian finished speaking, he introduced to Gong Ruomei:

"This is Wang Xuebin, a disciple of Lord Fuquan. He has mastered the true teachings of Lord Fuquan. He is known as the King of Wuping in Jianghu. You saw him when he came to the Northeast to ask Dad and me about Baguazhang. You Call me brother."

Gong Ruomei was a little surprised when she heard her father's introduction. People who practice martial arts will always unconsciously adopt some habits, such as walking up and down with their feet, instead of walking forward with their thighs and calves like ordinary people. Unconsciously clinging to the sides of the ribs, this is because the shoulders and elbows have become a habit.

And Wang Xuebin can't see it at all. People like this are either beginners or masters.

Beginners are because they are not good at kung fu, but masters are because they are self-contained, walking, sitting and lying can make punches. This is also the principle of returning to the basics, because they have practiced their boxing to their most comfortable way of exerting force, so it looks very natural. .

Gong Ruomei saluted again, and called Senior Brother Wang.

Wang Xuebin also stopped and said:

"Miss Gong, don't listen to the flattery of the palace master. That's the old man teasing me. You can just call me by my first name."

Seeing that the two of them communicated, Gong Yutian didn't stop, and took the opportunity to say to Wang Xuebin:

"How about it, my girl is still eye-catching?"

"She has learned martial arts from me since she was a child. She practiced 64 moves from me. It has been a little bit hot today, but it is not perfect after all. You, a senior brother, have a broad vision. You have to give pointers, but you can't hide your secrets!"

"Look at what you always say. If you don't give pointers, just communicate with each other!"

Gong Yutian was also quite happy when he heard the words, and joked:

"Why, it's not enough to learn all Baguazhang, and you're still thinking about my family's 64 moves?"

Chapter 17

Seeing the communication between the two, Gong Ruomei was also puzzled, she really didn't understand Gong Yutian's painstaking efforts.

Gong Yutian knew that he was old and didn't have many years to live. As long as he lived for one day, the sect would not be chaotic.

But once he passed away, his daughter and apprentice couldn't hold back.

Now that he is benevolent to Wang Xuebin, he is paving the way for his daughter and apprentice. With such a master to take care of them, they don't have to worry about foreign troubles before they become talents.

Originally entrusting it to senior brother Ding Lianshan was the safest, but senior brother's own enemies are everywhere, and he is not clear with the cabinet party, which really makes Gong Yutian feel at ease.

Gong Yutian's thoughts Wang Xuebin can guess one or two, because his mother paved the way for him in the same way back then, poor parents in the world!

Gong Ruomei didn't understand the way, but laughed and joked about her father

"What do you mean when you take your own daughter to the hall?"

Gong Yutian looked at the two with a smile and said with emotion:

"If you don't look at the things in this world, he will be gone?"

"It's okay to see!"

As he spoke, he stood up and looked at the resplendent Jinlou and said with emotion:

"The first time I came to this Golden Building was 20 years ago, and these 20 years have passed!"

"When a person lives for a lifetime, ability is second to none. Some become face, and some become face."

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he thought of Ding Lianshan's past, and he was also filled with emotion.

Gong Haneda looked at the window, dazed, and said:

"It's all due to the current situation. I asked you to come this time because I want to be consistent and let you see how I retreated."

Then he turned to look at his daughter:

"You grew up watching me fight against others. This is the last time."

"You are engaged to be married. Jianghu affairs have nothing to do with you. To be a good doctor and to be safe is to be filial."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Xuebin:

"Xuebin! I am a stubborn girl. If there is any trouble in the future, I hope you will take care of me on my weak side."

For the sake of her daughter, Gong Yutian put her face on the ground and brazenly asked Wang Xuebin to take care of her.

After getting in touch with him these days, he could see that Wang Xuebin was a decent man, and he had friendship, so he made up his mind to ask for this favor.

Wang Xuebin stood up when he heard Gong Yutian's request, and said solemnly:

"Master Gong's words are serious. I have recognized this girl here today. From now on, her affairs will be my affairs. As long as I am here for a day, no one will bully her."

Gong Ruomei stood up and watched Gong Yutian solemnly salute Wang Xuebin.

Wang Xuebin also solemnly returned the gift.

Gong Yutian turned to Gong Ruomei and said:

"Romei, you also salute your elder brother."

Gong Ruomei looked at her father when she heard the words, she didn't want to let her father down, she put on a smile, got up and saluted and said:

"Little sister, thank you brother first, and ask him to take care of you in the future."

"Where is the word, the palace master and I have the kindness of teaching art, and we can't talk about thanking words."

After speaking, he led the two of them to sit on their seats and said:

"Come on, let's continue to listen to the opera. My favorite opera is Shiro Visiting His Mother, especially this sitting palace. It's rare to hear such authentic Peking opera in the south..."

......

At noon the next day, Gong Haneda held a banquet in the Golden Tower, and Wang Xuebin and disciples of the Gong family watched from the side hall.

Gong Yutian held a folding fan in his hand and sat on the main seat with his hands folded, watching Ye Wen step by step on the stage and said boldly:

"There are talented people from generation to generation. I am lucky to meet Mr. Ye. Today is my last battle. Let's not compete in martial arts, but in thinking, how about it?"

Ye Wen was wearing a black robe with dark floral print, and a pair of mille-soled cloth shoes on his feet. He was smiling and spoke softly, but his words were sharp.

"Every door is a guest, and the host can do as the guest does."

All the boxers in the audience looked nervously at the two on the stage.

The palace disciples in the side hall also looked nervous. Wang Xuebin was looking at the expressions on other people's faces with great interest at the moment, and he was indeed a little happy.

Gong Haneda stood up and took a piece of pancake from the table.

Then he walked towards Ye Wen step by step, recalling while walking:

"That year when the Chinese Warrior Association was established, a man came from the south, and without much talk, he held a piece of cake in his hand and asked my elder brother Li Cunyi to break it open.

My elder brother Li Cunyi didn't say a word, and let him be the first president of the Samurai Association.

What he relies on is not martial arts, but a word. "

Saying that, Gong Haneda paused, and said in a more emphatic tone:

"Fist has north and south, but does the state have north and south?"

"This gentleman is from Foshan. His name is Ye Yunbiao. He is an outstanding person."

"Unexpectedly, 25 years later, I would meet another Mr. Ye in Foshan.

I would like to ask a question from the words of the elders. "