[Comprehensive martial arts] Hundreds of no taboos

Huang Yaoshi agreed.

He handed me the Nine Yin Scriptures in his hand, and I flipped through them roughly.

The Nine Yin Manual is divided into two volumes, but the content is not too much. The first volume is about the true meaning of the heart, and the second volume is about martial arts moves. Chongyang is stronger, but now it seems that he has at least touched the edge of a great master.

I have seen a lot of martial arts mental methods, so the moves below are a little surprising. For example, one of the light skills is called horizontal movement, which is the top lightness skill here. Fly tens of thousands of miles in the air without relying on strength, and when confronting the enemy, I can use my body skills to blur the nine shadows and confuse the opponent. This lightness skill alone is already comparable to my stepping on the moon technique.

When I turned to the last page, there were suddenly some messy words, exactly like what Huang Chang wrote after he was drunk.

I read it a few times and found that these words had a strange but familiar rhythm.

I understand.

I handed the Nine Yin Manual to Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji hurriedly put the human head on the ground, wiped the dried blood on his hands, took the Nine Yin Manual, flipped through the book and said, "Actually, it doesn't take a day, I have a photographic memory since I was a child. Yes, give me an hour to write down..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to the messy characters on the last page.

Qiu Chuji said in surprise, "What is this?"

Huang Yaoshi hadn't read the scriptures since he came to the scriptures, and now he followed suit, frowning gradually, and said: "These words are illogical, and completely weird, it doesn't seem like random writing."

I blinked and said, "This is a transliteration."

Huang Yaoshi read those random characters, frowned and said, "I also know the languages ​​of several countries, and I have never heard such words."

I nodded and said, "Because it's Sanskrit."

Almost all the languages ​​in the world have been created by people for the purpose of making people understand and communicate smoothly, but Sanskrit is different. , pronunciation and writing have changed, and some well-educated people who have learned two Sanskrit languages ​​at the same time can easily mix them together, making people who only know one Sanskrit language confused.

Unfortunately, Huang Shang is the well-educated person who knows two Sanskrit languages, and I am the one who only knows one Eastern Sanskrit language.

I shook my head and said, "I understand a lot of words here, but many of them should be local Sanskrit transliterations in Tianzhu. I can only deduce the original meaning from the places I can understand, which is more complicated than creating my own scriptures." , if you can wait, give me a month or two."

In fact, others would not dare to do this, but I am sure that my theoretical knowledge is richer than Huang Chang's. Even if the translation is inaccurate in some places, it will certainly not bring bad consequences to the practitioner.

Huang Yaoshi thought for a while and said: "Since these Sanskrit texts are at the end of the whole text, they should be a kind of epilogue to the general outline. Since the predecessors have painstakingly translated them into Sanskrit, it should be extremely important. In this way, I will leave the Nine Yin Manual to Your Excellency for the time being. Yes, your Excellency can send someone to Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea."

I thought for a while and said, "I don't think it's so troublesome. You can read it first. The normal martial arts cheats are the classics and the meanings of martial arts. I have already read them. There are no omissions in the context."

Huang Yaoshi said: "I don't like incompleteness in my life, and I don't practice the law of incompleteness."

I had no choice but to nod my head and accept the Nine Yin Manual.

But I suddenly changed my mind, looked at Qiu Chuji, and then at Huang Yaoshi.

I asked Huang Yaoshi: "Have you prepared the formation on the Taolin side?"

Huang Yaoshi seemed to be aware of it, but still nodded, and said: "Using black iron to drive into the ground and re-establish the Jiugong Bagua formation, even if the peach forest is completely destroyed, people can still be trapped in the flat ground."

I sighed, "Drawing the ground as a prison is a trick of the gods."

Huang Yaoshi was very immodest, and the corners of his mouth even lifted into a slight smile, like the first ray of sunshine on the thousands of miles of snowfield.

I looked at Qiu Chuji, and said with some distaste: "I'll give you a day to find a place to copy the scriptures and send them back to Quanzhen. I will go to Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea with Huang Daozhu, and I will go back after translating the scriptures." .”

Qiu Chuji nodded quickly.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at me and said, "This place is thousands of miles away from Peach Blossom Island."

I blinked and said, "I know."

Huang Yaoshi said: "The time on the road is only one or two months."

I pretended not to understand what he said.

Huang Yaoshi didn't say anything more.

In the evening, the three of us rushed to a small town. Qiu Chuji bought a pen and paper, and copied a copy of the Nine Yin Scriptures in the inn, including the Sanskrit text behind it. Pack it up, seal it with wax, and take it with you.

The next day Qiu Chuji bid farewell and left.

Zhongnanshan and Donghai are two completely opposite roads.

I went back to Peach Blossom Island with Huang Yaoshi.

The pronunciation of Sanskrit is complicated, and a large paragraph of Sanskrit transliteration seems to be many, but sometimes six or seven characters add up to one word, and the actual translation into Chinese characters should only be a short paragraph. I guess it is also a kind of epilogue to the general outline. Not many.

Although Huang Chang is well-educated, he is a native of China after all, and he has never been to the real birthplace of Sanskrit in his life. He has not learned much Sanskrit from India. Generally speaking, I know about [-]% of the words.

So I translated very quickly.

Therefore, Huang Yaoshi and I have just arrived at the coast of the East China Sea, and the Sanskrit translation has already been completed before we reach the beach.

Fortunately, I have already arrived in the East China Sea. I think that no matter how weird Huang Yaoshi's personality is, there is no reason to drive the guests out when he arrives at the door.

But I suddenly thought of the missed lunch that year.

I very tactfully concealed the truth.

Before going to the island, Huang Yaoshi visited an old man surnamed Feng. When the imperial court moved to the south, most of the wealthy families in the past declined. That friend of Huang Yaoshi was also a descendant of an aristocratic family. Unfortunately, the family declined. They were separated from the clan branch and sent out, and finally reduced to the point of selling letters on the street, and because of their frailty and sickness, they became more and more impoverished.

This man was rather arrogant and refused to ask Huang Yaoshi for help, until he became terminally ill and his wife and children were helpless, so he gritted his teeth and wrote to Huang Yaoshi, begging him to accept his only son Feng Mo as his apprentice.

Feng Mo looks thin and small, with surprisingly big eyes, looking pitiful.

Huang Yaoshi stayed at Feng's house for four days. He took Feng Mo away after Feng Mo's father finished the funeral. He gave Feng's mother 100 taels of silver and told her to go to the Peach Blossom Tea House by the sea if she couldn't survive on the shore. Ask someone to take you to Peach Blossom Island.

Mother Feng quickly thanked her.

Before leaving, Feng Mo asked cautiously: "Before I go to the island, can I say goodbye to my aunt?"

Huang Yaoshi was a little surprised, but still nodded.

Feng Mo's aunt was named Feng Heng. Back then, his father was sent out by the clan because of the concubine, and Feng Heng was the daughter of the direct line. Although her life was not too good, she managed to have some spare money to help the clan. If it wasn't for Feng Heng, Father Feng's letter to Huang Yaoshi would probably have been much earlier.

I sat across from Huang Yaoshi in the small courtyard of Feng's house, the rough tea in the cup only tasted bitter.

Although the courtyard is broken, the sky full of stars and moonlight will not divide us a little because of the broken place.

I asked Huang Yaoshi, "How many apprentices have you taken in?"

Huang Yaoshi said: "Earlier, we have taken in first disciple Qu Lingfeng, second disciple Chen Xuanfeng, third disciple Mei Chaofeng, fourth disciple Lu Chengfeng, and Wu Mianfeng you met last time, plus Feng Mo, there are six students in total. .”

I'm not very surprised, but I doubt whether he can teach it.

Instead, Huang Yaoshi asked me, "How many disciples have you accepted?"

I shook my head and said, "Strictly speaking, none."

The time with Shi Zhixuan was at best an exchange of exercises.

Huang Yaoshi nodded, and said, "From Your Excellency's point of view, it's really difficult to accept a disciple you like."

I said: "I don't prefer to be short, I don't want to accept disciples."

Huang Yaoshi was a little surprised at this, he said: "Life is a lifetime, grass and trees fall once, whether martial arts and mental skills are born or not, if you die, you don't even have a successor, wouldn't it be regrettable? ?”

I thought about it, and said: "Since ancient times, the master taught apprentices, and few of them who taught seriously can defeat the master. If it is passed on from generation to generation, martial arts will only decline more and more. The genius who founded the sect is very likely to be misled by mediocre teachers for a lifetime. Among the martial arts masters I have met, there are only a few who accept apprentices. If there is someone who can inherit all my martial arts, I will not teach such a person. he."

After all, being able to learn all my martial arts means that this person must be an evildoer of Shi Zhixuan's level. Such a person is not a master of a generation. Why should I stop others from creating their own martial arts and let them learn from me?

Just like Wang Chongyang is a genius, I will not force him to learn martial arts from me. Even if his martial arts are not as good as mine, at least he has his own way.

Walk your own way, others can't teach you, and those who say they can teach you are either mediocre teachers or liars.

After listening to Huang Yaoshi, he thought about it for a while, and said: "The truth is true, but geniuses are hard to find in this world. I only hope that the disciples I accept will become first-class masters in the world, not establish a sect. .”

I nodded, after all, according to Huang Yaoshi, Feng Mo's aptitude is already the best among his six apprentices, and in my opinion, Feng Mo's roots are not even as good as Zhou Botong's.

I said to Huang Yaoshi: "The so-called Dao follows nature. You have the strength of a master, but you don't have the mentality of a master, and you can't exert your full strength. In my opinion, you are not natural enough."

Huang Yaoshi was startled and said, "Not natural enough?"

I nodded and said, "If I took off my clothes now and went for a run, what would you think of me?"

Huang Yaoshi frowned subconsciously.

I said: "If it were Zhou Botong you saw last time, he would probably find it very funny and would not judge my behavior based on etiquette."

Huang Yaoshi said: "But if a man is rude, how is he different from a beast?"

I grinned and said, "The difference between humans and beasts is not etiquette, but wisdom. After the great wisdom is developed, there is etiquette. Clothes were originally used to resist the wind and cold."

I patted Huang Yaoshi on the shoulder, and said: "Warriors should not demand perfection, let alone be the best in everything. People say that literature is the first and martial arts is the second, but in my opinion, martial art has never To be number one, to detach oneself and not stick to external things, is the true meaning of martial arts."