Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 2 Relief Catalogue
No one knows a disciple better than his teacher. Jiao Wuzi saw that the time was right.

He smiled slightly, without discussing whether he was against it or not, and went straight to the point:
"If you take over as the leader of the Taiping Sect, I will immediately pass on this unique skill to you."

Hmm? I'm the Great and Good Teacher?

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. Why did he suddenly want to pass on the throne?
I was confused and was about to ask a question.

Jiao Wuzi tapped the edge of the table with his fingers. "My master is already old, and it's hard for me to plan for his own death, but I don't want to sever the lineage of the Dao. If you agree, you can't change the name of the Taiping Sect."

Regardless of whether the Fuzishan Taiping Daochang exists or not, you must become the leader."

Zhou Yi nodded secretly. It turned out that his master wanted to continue the tradition and was worried that future generations would be forced to change the sect due to pressure.

Thinking of Huang Tian Dafa, he immediately made a decision: "Disciple will do his best to protect the Pope and build the glory of Taiping Dao."

"good!"

Jiao Wuzi clapped his hands in praise and took out a blue cloth box from his bosom: "Take it."

"Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Dharma!"

Zhou Yi took it with both hands as if it were a treasure, and glanced around quickly.

I saw that the blue cloth cover of the ancient book had faded to grayish white, the string had broken into two strands, and the yellowed mulberry paper inside was exposed.

When I opened it, I saw half a cinnabar seal on the title page, and the four words "Xuanzhen Guanzang" could be made out.

This is not some kind of Huang Tian Dafa.

When I looked up, I saw the old Taoist priest smiling.

Oh my god, I got fooled again.

The master and the disciple had communicated before, and Jiao Wuzi knew what he was thinking and comforted him:
"According to the records of our sect, there is indeed a superb martial art called Huang Tian Da Fa, but unfortunately it has been lost over the years.

However, this "Xuanzhen Guanzang" also inherits the teachings of Huang Lao and has a deep origin, and is not necessarily inferior to the internal skills of those big sects in the world.

only."

Although the gap was huge, but from nothing, he finally had an internal power method, so Zhou Yi quickly accepted it: "Master, do you have any other instructions?"

"I have studied this martial art for a long time, but I still haven't grasped its essence. This skill tests your character, and I'm worried you might go astray, so I dare not teach you lightly. This time you've been reborn from the dead, and while your character will be tempered, if you practice for a long time without results, don't force it."

The old Taoist suddenly stood up:

"In three days, I will leave Yongqiu and the temple will be handed over to you."

Zhou Yi stood up hurriedly:

"Why such a hurry?"

Jiao Wuzi patted him on the shoulder gently and said earnestly, "Although you have some mental arithmetic skills, your cultivation is still shallow. You must be more careful in the future.

The person who poisoned you must be from the Xihe Hunyuan Sect. The several temples around Yongqiu are their livelihood.

This man died for money and the bird died for food. The Taiping Taoist Temple stole their incense and broke their wallets, which naturally brought them hatred.

Seeing that you are not dead, they will continue to test you. Once they find out your background, the temple will no longer exist.

With the departure of the master, the situation will shift from open to covert. They must be cautious in order to maintain the safety of the temple."

Zhou Yi suddenly realized, but also felt a little worried: "Master, your intentions are good, but the world is so vast, where do you want to go?"

Jiao Wuzi smiled kindly and said, "Don't worry about that. Just tell others that the master is traveling far away to visit friends."

After saying this, he returned to his image as a master, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left the room.

When Zhou Yi focused his attention and followed him, the old man's back had already disappeared into the moon cave.

He calmed down and thought carefully about his current situation, but he couldn't think of a better solution.

So I picked up the Xuanzhen Guanzang and started studying it.
At three quarters past the hour of You, the setting sun sank into the dense woods, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds. The light penetrated the green smoke of the burning incense, and illuminated the messengers coming down the mountain as if they were wearing colorful clothes.

The human voices gradually faded, and the sound of the mountain stream grew louder.

Zhou Yi left the room, feeling quite melancholy. This internal skill was contradictory, obscure and difficult to practice, and he had no clue what to do.

Thinking of relaxing my mind, I walked up the winding green stone steps until I reached the stone warehouse on the back mountain. According to the recipe left by my master, I took some spare medicinal materials that had run out of the warehouse.

With some residual memories in his mind, these daily routines are not difficult for him.

After getting the medicine, he closed the bamboo fence covered with honeysuckle outside the stone warehouse. Standing on the top of the mountain, he looked into the distance in the fading light of the sunset. At this moment, he thought of the contents of the internal energy method, and his brain suddenly swelled.

The next moment, a sharp pain came over me, and my head felt like a ripe watermelon that was about to burst!

"What's going on? It hurts!"

"Could it be that he's been possessed?!"

Zhou Yi fell to the ground, holding on to the stone steps, and the pain made him close his eyes.

This closing of eyes is incredible!

My eyes went dark, then my mind lit up, and an absurd perspective emerged. I saw a blurry and weird relief in my mind.

"Hiss, what is this?"

I have seen this relief sculpture somewhere before. Maybe it was from a location where I did some art sketching in the past, but I can’t remember where.

Since the appearance of this relief, the pain in my head has become less and less.

Zhou Yisheng came up with a bold association.

Could it be that the relief is an atlas of the God of War?

His hair stood on end and he felt hot all over.

"No, no, it's said that the War God Atlas in the Four Great Books has forty-nine reliefs, all of which are the ultimate principles of martial arts. I only have one, and it doesn't match at all."

Worried about gain and loss, he tried various methods to communicate with the relief, but to no avail.

Zhou Yi was not discouraged. He got up, quickly walked down the stone steps, and headed straight for the wing room.

Yan Qiu and Xia Shu, two kids who were near the Moon Cave, were startled. They came to call their senior brother for dinner and were almost knocked down.

Zhou Yi didn't have time to deal with them, so he closed the door and lit a candle.

"Brother, what are you doing?" The two kids were standing outside the door, their eyes full of curiosity.

Yan Qiu guessed, "Master's Five Mountains True Shape Mirror must have killed the Bull-Headed Demon in the underworld. When Senior Brother returned to the world of the living, he absorbed the Bull-Headed Demon's essence, which is why he charged like a bull."

Xia Shu on the side couldn't stop laughing: "Ask the master to feed you a few more bowls of talisman water, and see if you can keep talking nonsense."

"I guess it's because my senior brother has made great progress in his skills."

Yan Qiu shook his head: "You can practice hard in the martial arts room, but it's hard to make big progress in a short period of time."

"Stupid, Senior Brother first had the sect's Heavenly Master's Scripture when he joined, and was listed in the Taiping Dao Disc Book. Apart from Master, he is the Second Heavenly Master. How can we treat him with ordinary eyes?"

Xia Shu, a smart young woman, added, "That's why others only dare to use poison against my brother, and don't dare to confront him head-on."

"..."

The two kids chattered like summer cicadas, chatting about everything from the Heavenly Master's disc to the poem they heard from Zhou Yi today.

They also argued about why Yang Guang wanted to kill Xue Daoheng.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi was immersed in martial arts and was not disturbed by Er Chan.

The internal martial art "Xuanzhen Guanzang" has a total of twenty seated statues, corresponding to the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve regular meridians. They are outlined with red lines, and the key acupoints are embellished with cinnabar, which is as red as blood.

Opening the second seated portrait, next to it was written in tiny calligraphy:

"At the hour of Xu, face east, place your tongue against the roof of your mouth, and let the Qi rise from the Yongquan point like spring ivy climbing a spine. When it passes the Mingmen point, clench your teeth thirty-six times."

Below the secret of martial arts, there are two damp pieces of pine soot paper with notes left by previous generations.

One of them says: "The stillness of the utmost yin turns into the movement of a gushing spring, transforming stillness into movement, breaking through the barrier should be like a torrent."

The second poem reads: "On the fifteenth day of March, I was caught in a rain in the peach blossom forest at Liangwang Terrace in Caozhou, my former residence. Only then did I realize that the flow of qi through the veins should be like dew condensing on the tips of leaves, not the torrent rushing through the barriers as imagined by our ancestors..."

Just two sentences of supplementary notes made Zhou Yigan confused. This was the first time he had seen a martial arts secret book, so he flipped open the training notes of his predecessors and took a look.

Wow, the feedback from our predecessors is completely opposite!
Which one should a novice listen to?

So when I studied this internal skill before, I had no idea how to approach it.

"The relief happened to appear today. It must be related to my reading of the secret book."

When this thought came to his mind, Zhou Yi first looked at the sitting statue of practicing internal energy on the mental method, then closed his eyes and looked at the relief in his mind.

At this moment, recalling the contents of the statue, strange things happened one after another.

The second seated statue in the Xuanzhen Temple suddenly moved, assuming various postures for practicing martial arts!
He was seen raising his arms, palms facing the sky, his left hand forward, his right hand backward, and starting with his index finger, he brought his five fingers together one by one, his right hand coordinating the movement, folding his hands together and pressing them against his abdomen.
The seated statue performed a movement and then disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Yi repeated the same trick and recalled the seated statues again, but the reliefs were motionless.

"not good!"

He understood the purpose of the relief and hurriedly imitated the movements he had just seen.

Fortunately, I reacted in time and was able to restore the posture of the exercise.

After trying to practice according to the rules, Zhou Yi was overjoyed!

I did it! I did it!

A wonderful airflow rises from the Yongquan point and flows through the body, making the back feel numb and itchy, as if being scratched by a kitten.

I guess it is what the mental method says, “like spring ivy climbing the ridges”!
This seated posture is for practicing the foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian.

"Master said that the human body has blood flowing, and whether one practices qigong or not, there will be pulse energy flowing along with the blood.

But internal Qi cannot be cultivated overnight."

Zhou Yi summarized while practicing:

"What's currently flowing through the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian should be the pulse qi. Blood and qi can carry the pulse qi along with them, and vice versa, when the pulse qi moves, it can also move qi and blood."

Because Qi and blood store strength, the movement of Qi by the meridians can stimulate strength. Therefore, martial artists who can control their meridians can still practice martial arts even if they haven't yet developed true Qi.

Zhou Yi did not feel tired and practiced until the end of the Xu hour, which exceeded the practice time corresponding to this seated statue. He only felt that the effect of his practice became worse.

But the novelty hadn't worn off yet, and I forgot to eat and sleep, wanting to continue practicing.

"dong dong dong"

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Zhou Yi responded, and Jiao Wuzi walked in with Xia Shu and Yan Qiu.

The two kids followed their master, carrying lunch boxes, and winked at him.

The old Taoist frowned when he saw Zhou Yi still sitting cross-legged in meditation.

'Xuanzhen Guanzang belongs to the Taoist mental method, which studies the mind and nature, and cannot be achieved overnight.

No appetite for tea, no appetite for food? Alas, there is no such practice.

Wrong, totally wrong!

He secretly shook his head, not expecting Zhou Yi to have such a bad character. He was very disappointed. He was about to send the two children away and give them a stern reprimand.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi came over on his own initiative.

"Master, I have a question."

Jiao Wuzi's face was stern, and he spoke sparingly: "Tell me."

Zhou Yi quickly asked, "I practice sitting postures at the hour of Xu at night. The energy in my body circulates through the foot Shaoyin kidney meridian. Is this practice considered fast or slow?"

Kakugoko was stunned at first, then stunned again.

He suddenly fell silent.

The whole person froze in place.
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(End of this chapter)