The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 181 The Aesthetics of the Knife

Wang Qiaoting blinked her big eyes and asked, "Master, what do cherry blossoms look like?"

Hong Kang's words froze, and he saw the same look in Zhao Xinchuan's eyes.

I was stunned.

The two apprentices had never seen or even heard of cherry blossoms.

"The shape of the cherry blossom is a bit like a rose flower, and its character is very consistent with the spirit of the Japanese people."

"Sakura is also called the flower of the samurai in Japan, or the flower of death, which means that even death is not hesitating for the sake of the momentary splendor."

Zhao Xinchuan asked: "Master, what does this mean?"

Hong Kang taught: "Because the flowering period of cherry blossoms is very short, it takes about 10 days from flowering to falling. Compared with a year, the life of cherry blossoms is very short."

"But in this short life, brilliant brilliance can be produced. This is the spirit pursued by their Dongying warriors."

Zhao Xinchuan asked again: "Then what does it have to do with their knives?"

Hong Kang said: "They think that when they hold a knife as a weapon, life and death are in their hands, and that is the dividing line between life and death."

"It's like a flash of lightning in the sky. You think it's scary, but you also think it's beautiful. The knives forged by Dongying knife smiths are intended to make you feel the moment of life and death. The aesthetics of knives and life are both cruel and beautiful. Shining again."

Zhao Xinchuan listened thoughtfully, but Wang Qiaoting didn't quite understand it.

After all, Zhao Xinchuan has been with Hong Kang for almost five years, while Wang Qiaoting has only been with him for less than a year.

There is still a big gap in the level of knowledge between the two.

Zhao Xinchuan put the knife back into its sheath, and said, "It feels... a strange thought..."

Hong Kang took the knife and wrapped it in cotton cloth again, "Okay, don't think about it so much, Xiao Chuan, your fist sense has reached the standard, and you can proceed to the next step of practice."

"At this time, you not only need to practice Qi, but also practice equipment."

Zhao Xinchuan said happily: "Master, can I learn "Taihe Gong" and "Flying Cloud Step"?!"

"You should wait for "Flying Cloud Steps". After you have condensed your inner energy and reached the realm of Xiaocheng, come and learn it!"

Hong Kang said: "When it comes to the stage of Qi training, you have to forget about the waist instead of the hands, seek stillness while moving, seek movement while stilling, and evacuate the inner Qi in the Dantian with your mind; at the same time, you should also start practicing weapons, such as Tai Chi Dao, Tai Chi sword and so on."

"Practicing swords is not only about exercising body skills, but also going up and down, so that the body and the weapon become one."

"The main thing is to practice loosely, such as lunge and sword stabbing, which requires force to reach the tip of the sword."

Wang Qiaoting came over and asked, "Master, what about me?"

"And you, just finish reading this book first."

Hong Kang took out one of the books included in the gift, which was a "Thousand Character Essay".

This book can not only teach them to recognize characters, but also has many interesting and educational stories in ancient times, which Hong Kang will take out to tell them.

Although Zhao Xinchuan has already learned it, he learns the new by reviewing the past.

The encounter on the road was not peaceful.

In this world, some places sing and dance, and some places don't even have enough to eat.

Along the way, Hong Kang and the others met four times just by robbing bandits, and there were countless thieves.

Although, with Hong Kang's skill, he won't suffer any disadvantages, but his mood is not very good after all.

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In this way, going round and round, after more than two months, the three masters and apprentices finally arrived in Hangzhou.

After arriving in Hangzhou, Zhao Xinchuan and Wang Qiaoting felt that they had opened their eyes.

"This is a big city!!" The two sighed sincerely.

Hangcheng has not suffered from war for many years.

The whole city is developing very fast, and various high-rise buildings have sprung up, some in Chinese style, but more of them are Western-style and European-style buildings with pointed roofs.

Coupled with the whining of various cars passing by from time to time, it looks very modern.

There are still many old wooden houses on some old streets, and they still have the old colors of time.

Hong Kang observed the lives of the common people, compared with some places, it is indeed much better.

He thought to himself: "It seems that Lu Yongxiang, the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, is not like Cao Ying, and he manages his subordinates well. At least, he is not like the people in Stone City who are struggling to live."

After asking the locals about the location of Mingguang Temple, Hong Kang went up the mountain with his two apprentices.

Ancient Tibetan Temple in the deep mountains.

There are many mountains and mountains near Mingguang Temple, with dense natural vegetation, light bamboo and flowing clouds, flying waterfalls and jade, and the scenery is charming.

What attracted Hong Kang the most was a white magnolia plant with thick trunks.

Before entering the temple, he saw this magnolia tree from a distance, which was more than ten meters high.

After approaching, Hong Kang carefully admired this family of magnolia, and saw that its petals spread in all directions, making the temple blue and white, and the white light was dazzling.

The nose smells lightly, there are bursts of fragrance, refreshing.

Hong Kang couldn't help chanting: "The green strips are more powerful to attract wind and grow, breaking the fragrance of silver flowers, jade and snow."

"Is this magnolia planted by the master?"

Hong Kang suddenly asked.

But there was no one in front of him.

When the two disciples were wondering, a Buddha's name sounded behind them.

"Amitabha!"

"This is exactly what a friend planted when I was young. Since he left, I have been taking care of it. It has been almost twenty years now."

Zhao Xinchuan was shocked.

Because the monk was less than two meters away from him.

If he didn't speak, he wouldn't be able to find him.

The monk was so close that he didn't even hear his footsteps. Could it be that he is an expert again? ? !

Wang Qiaoting didn't have any unusual reaction, her martial arts accomplishment was more than one level lower than Zhao Xinchuan's.

"That friend of the master must have a good relationship with the master, otherwise he wouldn't have taken down this magnolia."

Hong Kang said, "The master has been able to take care of this magnolia plant so well for 20 years, which shows that he is also a noble person."

Hong Kang is not very keen on explaining the meaning of flowers and plants.

But he happened to know Magnolia.

Because in front of Changdao Temple in Qingcheng Mountain, there is also a similar plant.

Song Zhongqian told Hong Kang: "Magnolia's appearance often gives people a high-spirited feeling. It often blooms silently on the buds, and its fragrance can float far away, making people feel noble."

"The benefactor is absurd! The old man is Rusong. He is the abbot of Mingguang Temple. I don't know why the benefactor came here?"

"It turns out that the master is the abbot! Disrespect and disrespect!" Hong Kang cupped his fists and said, "I'm Hong Kang, this is my apprentice Zhao Xinchuan and Wang Qiaoting."

"Meet the master!"

"Meet the master!"

The two bowed together.

Hong Kang took out Song Zhongqian's letter: "This is Song Zhongqian's letter from brother Song, please read it, master."

Upon hearing this name, Master Rusong blurted out: "That old ox-nosed... cough cough cough... Daoist Song's letter?!"

Hong Kang didn't seem to hear Master Rusong's joke, and his face was calm.

After Master Rusong received the letter, he was not in a hurry to open it and read it. Instead, he invited the three of them into the temple for a cup of hot tea.

After all, it's a bit rude to leave the guests outside.

inside the temple.

The reception room.

After reading the letter, Master Rusong looked up at Hong Kang.

"I don't know if there is anything I can do to help Benefactor Hong? Please don't be too polite."

Hong Kang: "..."

(End of this chapter)