Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“The stars are shaking, the world is turning upside down, the mountains are shaking? ”

Huo Zhenger looked at Baliming and then raised his head to the sky. The stars and rivers in the sky were bright and bright, but the weather was unprecedented. The sky in the southern ocean is indeed as bright as water and the air quality is very good. The stars in the sky share the tide, which is refreshing. There's a particular kind of poetry meaning in it.

“Anti- Such a fist... I don't know, I can't really remember... ”

Huo Zhenger muttered in his mouth, associating himself with Baliming's lifelong experience, and tried to think about the meaning of his boxing.

She is also brilliant and a girl like Pearl Jade. She has a profound understanding of the important name of boxing in boxing. When practicing a set of boxing techniques, the situation is important. If it is also the Tai Chi Tail, the posture is the same, but some people practice the emptiness, some people practice to imagine the enemy attack with a long gun, I first step back, with a handheld barrel, solving each other's guns empty-handed, with a chestnut extraction surprise in the fire, flashing intent.

So the same moves, the same pushes, the same Tai Chi, but the mood and the shock of the sky, the flash, the chestnut extraction in the fire are practiced in a completely different way. I can't say who is good or bad. The Tai Chi fighters practiced in the spirit state are calm, floating, and have a long physical strength. And the marvel of chestnut extraction in the fire, flashing out, the temperament is like a thunderous tiger, striking. Each has its own length.

Huo Linger is now learning boxing, not tricks. Just like when Wang Chao went to learn from Li Jinshu.

In fact, good martial arts practice, all intelligent people, the kind who only play sandbags and kick their legs every day, even if they suffer more, are just blind practice, stupid practice. Dando is hopeless, to say the least, although he can fight hard for a moment, he can't get to the peak.

Martial arts, like poetry, are things that need to be intelligent.

Wang Chao already knew how to fight, because Tang Zidu had taught him, but the intention was not to pay. So Wang Chao himself went to Li Jinshu to get the fist intention, then walked for a year, and finally incorporated that fist intention into his boxing method. Finally, he was invincible and invincible, and stood at the highest point in the world.

But now, although Baliming has told Ho Zheng his own fist intentions, Ho Zheng's association is still difficult to replace.

Because of that era in Baliming, in the 1960s and 1970s, Huo Zhenger had no experience at all, not to mention that she was Hong Kong, born in a different environment from the Mainland, much less could imagine the circumstances of that era, and naturally could not be integrated into it.

Sand, sand, sand, sand.

Huo Zhenger stood beneath the tide of star shadows, stood in the palm of gossip and embraced the shelf of the seven stars, still struggling to find the smell of what Baliming called “the stars shake, the world is reversed”. Unfortunately, I can't find the feeling.

Baliming looked straight at his head, his eyes were poisonous, Hobbell stood, his posture was right, but it was just unwieldy, very unwieldy, not that smell.

“Forget it, you can't practise your last name. Keep practicing, I'm afraid boxing will not progress, but will regress. ”

Baliming sighed and stopped Hobbell from practicing again.

“Hey, boxing is what this thing is really about, can't be forced, otherwise it would be counterproductive. Handan toddler.” Hobbell stopped, too, and she felt very uncomfortable. Learning Palimine's punching is like being born to distort her last name.

Whether it's Balimin or Hobbell, this old man is the brightest. We all know the key to this.

“For that, I can't help you. Fist is practiced by yourself.” Baliming shook his head again.

The boxing technique is self-practice, and famous teachers are not necessarily high school apprentices. On the contrary, they are not famous teachers and may teach high school apprentices. To a certain extent, the boxing technique has to rely on one's own exploration, a long and difficult journey forward, with one's immense wisdom, perseverance and all kinds of inspirational luck to achieve the peak, there is not a good master, a secret book of the ultimate martial arts, a grain of Dan medicine and so on, can be invincible all over the world.

“People seemed to believe Qiu Hung, things like Spring Dream were incognito...” Huo Bell still gave up Baliming's fist intentions, she remembered Wang Chao's technique of chopping Red Dragon was like Spring Dream without a trace of fist intent, and inadvertently imitated it.

“The stars sway... The stars shake... the five drum horns are glorious, the Three Gorges Star River shakes! ”

Huo Linger suddenly glistened and still stood on a seven-star shelf, then slowly rolled out a hand, using a seven-star pistol technique with a gossip palm, poking a hand with a handgun.

“Huh?”

When Baliming's eyes lit up, he felt Huo Zhenger's hand stand out, his mind was pale and sad, as if it was in the fierce rhyme of war slaughter, living spirit, highlighting the shaking hand of the stars, to stop the soldier Goh.

Huo Zhenger's hand whispers the scent of a seven-star pole. It is also a star shake, but it is quite different from the Emperor's shake.

“Five more drum horns are sad and the Three Gorges Star River shakes. This is Duff's poem, which is about hearing the drum horns, leaving the country to hurt the environment, this hand, combines poetry with the situation, it's very rhythmic, it's very rhythmic. ”

Barry carefully tasted Hobbell's hand and nodded.

Baliming is a man with more culture than Wang. He is very knowledgeable about poetry and songs from all generations of dynasties, and has a great deal of research and understanding of the poet's words. So Huo Zhenger just stood out with a voice and understood what rhyme was in this hand.

“The stars are wide open and the moon is sweeping. ”

Huo Zhenger suddenly rehearsed two more poems, and at the same time, his technique changed, his arm shook, and a shooting "star nodded” shook between them, suddenly opening outward, turning into "pushing window to look at the moon” of the gossip palm.

Baliming looked at the situation, it was like a star turmoil at first, then split, then suddenly open, there was a starry plain, then “push the window to look at the moon” was also very consistent, closed and open, push the momentum, the situation was like people were bored in a dark house, suddenly pushed out the window, the moonlight instantly came in, the house was bright, full of cool, and beneath the moon was a big river, rolling and rolling, the moon in the water, pounding forward, the momentum pounding.

The gossip palm's "push the window to look at the moon” is very similar to the "tiger punch” of Italian fist, as well as its force. It is all fictitious steps to bow and arrow, both hands push the enemy forward, and the body also pounds out.

But the tiger's landscape is a fierce predation, and pushing windows to look at the moon is a kind of unmistakable cool and colossal.

Bali Ming is good at gossip, fights in style, and knows the action of gossip, all the energy is one, but the situation is completely different. He is also familiar with the distinction.

But all of a sudden, Huo Zhenger spelled out a poem of "starry plain, moonlit river”, and in conjunction with the two changes in the "starry nod” to “push the window to look at the moon”, he seemed to have taken a step further and gained a new understanding of the original familiar boxing technique.

“The meaning of this poem really fits into these two tricks. It's a coincidence to take Skyworker and Skyworker. The best martial arts technique is written in the fist book. Even better than the original, indeed, Shangcheng's philosophy is literature, and literature, what can be more profound and profound than some ancient poetry? Everyone has their own fists. Unexpectedly, Wang Chao, your apprentice, can't learn my fists, but he caught something else himself. ”

Bali mumbled.

The mind of boxing is the mind of boxing. In other words, when the master teaches you how to fight, tell you what to imitate.

For example, some of the words in the book: “like a mad cow," “mad demon," “heart like a powder fist like a son, a spiritual machine is hard to fly," these metaphorical means are boxing minds. Such as “Tiger Push”, "Push Window Looking at the Moon”, "Seal”, “Sparrowtail”, “Wild Horse Split” are the mantra in themselves. Those practicing boxing know what boxing means as soon as they see the name.

“The horse made Lou Fei fast and the bow was like a thunderbolt. ”

Huo Zhenger did not notice what Baliming was thinking at this time, the trick changed again, from the gossip palm to the shape of a horse, then the body bowed, and the body pulled a shocking thunderbolt of steel string.

This horse-shaped lunge cannon perfectly closed the poem, and struck out the courage of the autumn soldiers on the sand field.

“The wind and dust of the three feet sword, the divine garment. ”

All of a sudden, Huo Zhenger rushed to the left and right, and the gossip palm pointed like a sword, pointing to the east, then flipped out, and made defensive action for the batch of clothes. This time, it was the turning palm in the gossip palm splitting, first to fight, turn over defense, but Huo Zhenger struck out as if he was a warrior with a sword running in the dust.

“Life is similar everywhere. It's like Fei-hung treading on snow and claws on the mud by chance. Where does Fei-hung reckon with things?” Huo Zhenger practiced his crane leg again, which coincided with another poem from Su Dongpo.

Huo Zhenger waved randomly in the starlight, beneath the beach, with gossip palm, shape-shaped boxing, or dragon snake knocking, and chopping red dragon and other tricks, but every trick, between the drills, she could find the corresponding poetry in the poetry library of China for hundreds of years, vast as smoke sea, perfectly blended into the boxing mood.

Chinese martial arts is great and deep, but literature is bigger and deeper! Every move in martial arts can be proven in literature, just as Wang Chao “chopped Red Dragon”, it is really like "nothing spring dreams seamless”. Even Wang Chao himself believed that this poem by Su Dongpo was the perfect picture of his own move.

But to prove martial arts from literature, it takes a very deep literary background, like Hobbell's, hands-on, casual, perfectly cooperative, and it takes a very deep background.

Neither did Baliming think that this young girl, Huo Zhenger, could prove to each other on the way to Wenwu to find out the best way to do it.

After practicing, Huo Zhenger sprayed all the boxing skills he had learned, turning into a drunken concubine, kneeling and offering wine, chopping Red Dragon! This wave, full of ambition, actually has a hint of Wang Chao, like Spring Dream, without trace.

After a punch sprinkle, Hobel stood steady and steady, but his face seemed completely intoxicated by the rhythm of the combination of poetry and boxing.

Although her mental state was immersed, her body was slightly relaxed. After adjustment, she suddenly burst into a vaporized white gas, three feet around her body, like a fire stove, and the hot gas was vaporized, whilst at the same time filling the girl with intense incense.

This is clearly a phenomenon of physical respiration into kung fu.

“I didn't teach you. Instead, I figured it out myself. It's good. Your brother, Tan Wendong, has good talent but less culture, so it's not as good as you. But I don't get it. Wang Chao is illiterate. How can he break the void and enter the highest realm? Hey, things in this world are messy and cannot be measured by a single criterion. ”

As a literary cultivator, both Baliming and Hobel are well qualified to despise Wang Chao.

For Baliming, who is well versed in the history of literature, classic words, and more powerful, Wang Chao is an illiterate man who expresses his boxing mind with poetry in various styles such as flying, pounding, deep, and vast.

But this illiteracy is at its peak. But Baliming never made it, just one millimeter away.

Millions of miles apart. It's like an epiphany. If you can't step out at all, you're a butcher. Once you step out, you become a Buddha.

After a long sigh, Baliming turned around and left, ignoring that the beach had stepped into boxing Huo Zheng. Huo Zhenger has embarked on his own path. His boxing and martial arts are useless. At best, it can only be taught in some of the martial arts experience, but none of these bypass branches are relevant to the big picture.

“The vastness of the heavens and the earth, the depth of the way. I can't measure it with a ruler. I don't know, I don't know. Who can make it clear...”

After the departure of Baliming, a long, deep sigh of faintness accompanied by the waves, stars and shadows seemed to blend in between the heavens and the earth.

(To be continued)