Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 222 Pan Yue
Zhao Lin recognized at a glance that the elder Pan Yuepan in front of him was the old man in white who had visited Qinghe County more than two years ago.

At that time, he captured Wen Gensheng, a traitor of Xingyunzong, and got the Runze Dan with a reward. Pan Yue wanted to exchange other pills for Runze Dan to give to his nephew, but unfortunately he failed.

Pan Yue also recognized Zhao Lin, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Yang Lin noticed the change in the expressions of the two, and asked with a smile, "Why, have you seen each other before?"

Pan Yue put the brush on the pen stand, and replied, "It's a fate."

Yang Lin laughed, "Fate is also fate, so I will leave my disciple to you!"

Pan Yue nodded slightly, "Master Lu mentioned this to me this morning."

Yang Lin put away his smile and said sternly: "I know Brother Pan is devoted to studying martial arts and hasn't had a disciple for many years, but I still hope you can put more thought into it."

Pan Yue glanced at Zhao Lin, "Brother Yang, don't worry, although I am in the Xianyun Hall, I still bear the name of the deputy head of the inner courtyard, and I am not a real Xianyun Wild Crane."

"Since the Zongmen arranges it like this, Pan will do his best to teach."

Yang Lin clapped his hands and said, "I'm relieved if you say that!"

He has always acted vigorously and resolutely, and he said goodbye to Zhao Lin and left.

Only Pan Yue and Zhao Lin were left in the yard, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Pan Yue coughed and said with emotion: "Unexpectedly, in just over two years, you have cultivated to the first level of the blood realm. It seems that the moisturizing pill should really belong to you."

Zhao Lin hurriedly said: "Disciple is ashamed."

Pan Yue waved his hand and said: "You don't have to be humble, the old man is telling the truth. Although my nephew is talented, he is far inferior to you. Later, he also took a moisturizing pill, and now he is still stagnant at the second level of the Qi state not before."

"Forget it, don't mention the past, this is not a place to talk, you come with me."

As he spoke, he led Zhao Lin through the courtyard and into a secluded main room.

The room is not big, but tidy and tidy.

There is a landscape painting hanging on the wall facing the door, there are bookcases on the left and right sides, and the table next to the screen is full of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, which is quite like a literati study.

Zhao Lin noticed that the signature of the landscape painting was written with the words "Yueshan Layman", and guessed that the painter might be Pan Yue himself.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, all kinds of skills are related by analogy. In many martial arts, everyone has expertise in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine, flower tea, etc., and some are even masters of woodwork.

"Since you will practice this in the future, let me understand your cultivation first."

Pan Yue walked into the study, turned around and said.

"it is good."

Zhao Lin stretched out his hand skillfully.

Pan Yue rested his fingers on Zhao Lin's veins, and suddenly fell silent. After a while, he said:

"Although there are very few people with different attributes of zhenqi, the old man has seen a few, and one of them has both wind and ice attributes, but it is unheard of for you to have three different attributes of zhenqi."

Zhao Lin grinned secretly, thinking that if the spirit beast map hadn't absorbed the spirits of ice silkworm, thunder catfish and wind fox, he wouldn't have any of them.

Pan Yue continued: "The disadvantage of heterogeneous qi is that it is not easy to control, lacks changes, and there are very few martial arts skills that can be evolved."

"But the advantages are also outstanding: the wind attribute is unparalleled in speed, the ice attribute is unpredictable, and the thunder attribute has invincible attack power at the same level. It is not easy to practice well..."

He thought for a while, pointed to the bookshelf on the left and said, "You take the first book in the second row, and the fifth book in the third row."

"Yes."

Zhao Lin went to the bookshelf and took down two books, one called "Nei Jing Kao Zhuo" and the other called "General Outline of Wu Jing".

"Have you read these two books?"

"No."

"The Canon of Internal Medicine talks about the energy and blood of the meridians of the human body, while the general outline of the Classic of Martial Arts talks about the principles of exercises."

Pan Yue explained briefly, and said: "You can take it back and read it. If you don't understand, you can ask someone. Come over every day at Shenshi and tell me about your practice experience."

"Yes."

Zhao Lin hesitated for a moment, then stopped talking.

He originally thought that Pan Yue would teach one or two exercises, but he didn't expect to throw himself two basic books to study.

It is like a person who wants to learn how to make tea, but the master asks him to start by planting tea trees and making tea utensils.

Could it be that Pan Yue was still thinking about Run Zedan's affairs, making things difficult for himself?

"Why, do you think these two books are useless?" Pan Yue asked upon seeing this.

"No."

Zhao Lin quickly denied, "The disciple is superficial and doesn't understand the elder's intention."

Pan Yuedao: "Martial arts are ever-changing, but in general, there are two things to cultivate: one is to cultivate oneself, and the other is to cultivate skills."

"In fact, every martial arts practitioner should first learn martial arts principles, and then practice kung fu. Unfortunately, most people want to be quick, and they emphasize skills and despise Taoism."

"Let me ask you, what is the solution to the Mingtian Drum in the basic exercises, and drinking jade pulp?"

Zhao Lin immediately replied: "It's the steps to cultivate Qi Jin: knocking teeth, drinking jade pulp, holding it firmly, and beating the drum."

"When performing the exercises, the tongue touches the upper jaw, the upper and lower teeth are bitten 36 times, the mouth is full of body fluid, and swallowed in three mouthfuls... The energy rushes to the ears, as if hearing the sound of a drum, it is the Mingtian Drum."

Pan Yue continued to ask: "Then why did you tap your teeth 36 times, and why did you swallow body fluid three times?"

Zhao Lin was speechless.

Pan Yue suddenly said, "Have you ever eaten at Desheng Building in Yongning City?"

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, feeling that he couldn't keep up with Pan Yue's train of thought, and replied, "I haven't been there."

Pan Yue smiled slightly, "There is a famous dish in Deshenglou, roasted whole duck. The duck used is called stuffed duck. The meat is tender, fat but not greasy."

"Do you know how the stuffed duck came about?"

Zhao Lin's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed Pan Yue's intentions, but he still replied, "I don't know."

Pan Yue said slowly: "Cook the brown rice, peanuts and rice bran, stir them into balls, stuff them into the duck's mouth with a stick, and poke them all the way into the duck's stomach. After stuffing a few times, don't stop until the belly is about to burst. "

"Ducks stuffed in this way can be ready for slaughter in more than a month."

"Many martial arts practitioners are like this force-feeding duck. Whatever the teacher teaches, they practice like marionettes."

Speaking of this, he sighed softly, "I also know that this is the easiest way, but the more you practice martial arts, the more you need to understand what's going on."

"Don't trust some biographical novels, thinking that you can be invincible in the world if you get a so-called peerless exercise, that's impossible."

"Why are warriors in the Xiantian realm also called masters? They all create their own exercises!"

Zhao Lin's heart skipped a beat after hearing this.

Xianyuntang is equivalent to Xingyunzong's martial arts academy. Since Pan Yue is willing to teach himself martial arts, he just took this opportunity to learn theory.

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. This disciple understands."

Zhao Lin bowed deeply and said sincerely, "Thank you, Elder Pan."

Pan Yue showed a smile on his face, "Sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood. It will take up to ten days and a half months to understand these two books. I don't need to tell you what to practice at that time, you will know it by yourself."

(End of this chapter)