Chapter 311 "Inside" of Neijiaquan
Wang Fang knew that Zhang An was going to send living supplies to Zhang and his party on the mountain.
So I picked some cabbage, picked up a kitchen knife and cut off the old leaves on the outside, leaving only the fresh and tender parts.
Zhang Yixing had just moved there, and nothing had been planted in the Taoist temple, and nothing had yet had time to be cultivated. It can be said that hundreds of businesses are waiting to flourish.
There has been heavy snowfall in the past few days and he has not come down, so Zhang An plans to send some over.
Because he didn’t raise chickens or ducks there, the old leaves were useless, so Wang Fang cut them off and fed them to the chickens.
Then Zhang An brought two more pieces of pork together, which was almost enough.
Potatoes are not needed because Zhang An carried two sacks before.
A sack weighs about a hundred pounds, which is enough for Zhang Yixing to eat for a long time.
As for the fish, Zhang An has no intention of bringing them with him. He will just get two big fish from space later when he is on the road.
The fish at home are almost all frozen, and the ones left over from feeding the crane are too small to handle.
If Zhang An brings live fish from space, Zhang and his party can still keep them before they finish eating.
Of course, there is also the wine brought back from Mr. Huang, and Zhang An also filled a pot.
After drinking it yesterday, he felt unusual and happened to bring some over for Zhang and his party to try.
"Okay, Mom, I'll go over first. I don't know when I'll be back in the evening. You don't have to wait for me to eat."
Zhang An told his family and went out with a basket on his back.
Su Ying wanted to go, but in this weather, she would just sit there, so she might as well stay at home.
"Where are Anzi going to visit relatives? He's carrying a big man with a small back."
As soon as Zhang An went out, he met Mr. Huang on the road.
"Second Master, I will go to Zhulintou and bring some vegetables to my godfather."
"Then wait a minute. I just want to bring something to Taoist Zhang. You can send it to me by the way."
As soon as Mr. Huang heard that Zhang An was going to the bamboo forest, he stopped Zhang An.
When he was young, he was not in good health and often asked Zhang Yixing for help with treatment.
So Mr. Huang has always respected Zhang and his party and would come to thank them every year.
Although Zhang Yixing was away a few years ago, Mr. Huang has no intention of forgetting now that he is back.
After all, going to the hospital at that time cost a lot of money, and whether the treatment was good or not was another question.
Zhang and his party never received any money for treating them.
The only thing I received was to ask them to help dig out some medicinal materials.
For Mr. Huang, it is nothing to wander around in the mountains and dig up some medicinal materials, and they are not worth much money if sold.
After a while, I came back from home, carrying two smoked pheasants and hares.
It looked like it had just been taken off the meat rack, probably the batch caught in late autumn.
The smoking is just finished now, and it will be ready for the Chinese New Year.
"Carry it for me. The outside is full of oil. It's hard to wash the cabbage in the basket if it gets stained."
After hearing what Zhang An said, Mr. Huang didn't put it in the basket. Put it on and carry it directly to Zhang An.
After all, Zhang An is too tall and cannot fit in the basket he is carrying.
"I originally wanted to send him there, but the snow is too deep, so I thought I would go there in a few days. If you happen to be there, I can take him there by the way."
Huang Er I'm getting old now, and I can't accept being old.
If I were younger, such weather would still be a problem in the mountains.
"It's good that I didn't go there. The section up the mountain was so slippery that my godfather didn't even come down. It's probably because the road conditions were bad."
After chatting with Mr. Huang for a few words, Zhang An then turned to the bluestone path.
On the thick snow, footprints of people and dogs soon appeared.
Sure enough, when we arrived at the place going up the mountain, it was already frozen into solid ice.
There used to be a creek here, but because of the slope, water would still soak into the road even if the ditch was drained.
So it snowed so heavily, and the water didn't flow much, so it froze into an ice cap.
It is very difficult to go up like this, but it cannot stop Zhang An.
Because Zhang An had no martial ethics and brought a hoe, he dug up the thick ice cap in a few clicks.
When you step in with your feet, water can be squeezed out of the soil.
So if it snows later, it will continue to freeze into ice sheets and seal the roads.
We walked through the bamboo forest all the way to the Taoist temple gate. Although the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, the gate was still wide open.
Zhang An walked to the door and found a dog head emerging from the door.
He and Er Qing have the same father and mother, and are brothers from the same birth. Zhang Yixing named it Heizi.
Seeing Zhang An, Xiao Heizi ran out and circled around Zhang An and Xiao Hu.
However, Xiaohu was too aloof and ignored his nephew at all.
But this did not affect Xiao Heizi's performance of jumping up and down in front of this uncle.
Entering the door and walking to the side hall, Zhang An saw Zhang and his party reading a book.
"Hey, the snow is so heavy, why are you up here?"
Seeing Zhang Anla coming, Zhang and his party put the book in their hands on the small table next to them.
Nowadays, almost all the tables, chairs and cabinets in the Taoist temple are made by Zhang An, which can be regarded as tailor-made.
“It’s been snowing for a long time, and I haven’t seen you coming down the mountain, so now that the snow has lightened up, I’ll come up and take a look, and I’ll also bring you some fresh vegetables.”
After entering the house, Zhang An looked for a place to put down the basket on his back.
He was relatively familiar with this Taoist temple. He didn't need to greet Zhang Yixin, and he felt like he was back home when he came here.
"Why are you sending so much? I can't eat much by myself. There are still some that were sent last time."
Zhang An also knows that there are still more. The place where the vegetables were just placed, He saw that there were still three or five cabbages left.
“Those have been there for half a month and are not fresh at all. I will carry them back to feed the chickens. These fresh ones taste better.”
Winter cabbage, although not It may go bad, but if it is kept for a long time, the moisture inside will be lost.
The dry cabbage will not taste good by then.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a time of food shortage, but in normal times, it’s still fresh and delicious.
“This pheasant and rabbit were smoked by Mr. Huang. He asked me to bring them over.”
Zhang An took the cured goods and pork in his hand and found a place to hang them. got up.
Maybe it was because Mr. Huang often brought things, and Zhang and his party were used to it, leaving Zhang An alone in the kitchen.
After all, Mr. Huang caught it himself and didn't spend any money to buy it, otherwise he wouldn't have accepted it.
“It’s snowing so heavily, but the fish pond is not frozen, so why are we still catching fish?”
Looking at the two mandarin fish jumping alive in Zhang An’s hands, Zhang One look at the line and it was clear that they had just been captured.
“Two big guys who couldn’t afford to offend came to our house, so we broke through the ice and caught some for them to eat.”
Zhang An told Zhang An about the black-necked crane. Yi Xing talked about it, but this fish was caught from the space on his way here.
"This fish is still very much alive. I'll find a basin to keep it until it grows up. I'll kill it when I want to eat it."
Both fish are not small, so I killed them all today. Zhang and his party would definitely not be able to finish the meal by themselves. Zhang An didn't take any other fish because Zhang and his party didn't like to eat fish with bones, so there were only black fish and mandarin fish left in the space.
But Taoism has regulations that you cannot eat black fish, so Zhang An didn’t take it.
And snakeheaded fish is more difficult to handle. If it is not cooked well, the fishy smell will be too bad.
After placing the things, Zhang An washed his hands and went to the main hall.
I respectfully offered three sticks of incense to the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty.
Wherever you go, you must respect the rules. This is a Taoist temple, and you must worship the host when you enter.
Every time Zhang An comes, he will offer incense himself, and all the incense used in the Taoist temple is bought by him.
He now has a sense of awe for these mysterious things.
After Zhang An returned to the side room, Zhang and his party boiled water and made tea.
This tea was also brought from Zhang An. The last time Zhang and his party moved here, Zhang An directly gave him two kilograms of space tea.
This made Chen Ze and Ding Yi look envious. They packed two kilograms of tea into a big bag.
But it’s useless to be envious. This is my father and my adoptive father. How can they compare.
"Godfather, I seem to be able to use the thirteen postures you taught me before."
He picked up the hot tea, blew on it, took a sip and said.
"Oh? So fast?"
Zhang Yi Xing looked at Zhang An in disbelief, feeling a little surprised.
"I suddenly discovered it a few days ago. I didn't pay attention that day and broke the old pile in the yard."
"Follow me."
Hearing this, Zhang Yixing took Zhang An through the back door and came to an open space like a small courtyard.
"You face it now, try to show your strength and let me take a look."
Zhang Yixing pointed to the piles on the edge and said.
These piles look like new wood, they must have been planted not long ago.
It is estimated that Zhang Yixing planted it himself and used it for daily practice.
Zhang An nodded when he heard this, then walked to the pile, took a deep breath and started to get lucky.
The hand began to shift and the ball was held. Zhang An had already wrapped his hands around the wooden stake as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
The next moment, Zhang An couldn't help but drink.
Pushing with one hand and exploring the situation with the other hand, when it came into contact with the wooden stake, it was shot into several sections at once.
Maybe this pile is new wood and has not dried out yet, so it was not photographed as scattered firewood by Zhang An.
The stake was broken, Zhang An did not continue, he exhaled and stopped the exercise.
“Is this the greatest strength?”
Zhang Yixing pondered for a long time before asking.
"It's not here yet. I have a lot of control. If I send it with all my strength, it can be broken no matter how rough it is."
In fact, Zhang An was modest. He only used half of it just now. The strength.
"You are a freak. I forced you to practice for so long when you were young and never got started. Now it only takes a few months to get to this point."
Zhang Yixing shook his head, thinking very much. No idea why.
Zhang An had been practicing under his nose for several years when he was young, but he only looked decent.
"Godfather, is this a sign of entry?"
"You can't say that. In fact, a long time ago, the ancestors of our sect simplified traditional Tai Chi into what it is today. After the Thirteen Movements, there is actually another method of practicing martial arts."
Seeing that Zhang An was a little confused, Zhang Yixing slowly explained the reason to him.
“At that time, with the method of luck, it was easy to master how to generate energy, which was called dark energy.”
“At that time, being able to stimulate dark energy was considered the entry level, and the real What we are pursuing is the sense of Qi. "
"Because ours is Neijiaquan, the most important thing is this 'inner', which is the Qi you just mentioned, that is, internal Qi."
“As the saying goes, if you practice martial arts without practicing Qi, your efforts will be in vain. This is Qi.”
Afraid that Zhang An wouldn't understand, Zhang Yixing spoke in great detail.
“But later, in the continuous changes and transitions of history, the method of practicing martial arts was gradually lost, and only these thirteen moves were still handed down.”
“So, now it has been There is no saying that you can’t get started, whether it’s dark energy or Qi, whatever you can understand is better than nothing.”
“And the breathing luck I told you about. The Dharma was passed down by the ancestors based on their own experiences. "Then the ancestors and masters also integrated their lifetime experience and the summaries of several generations before finally handing it over to me. "
As Zhang Yixing spoke, he walked to a pile next to him that was half too small.
“With the summary of generations of teachers, I have been practicing for decades, and it was not until I was in my forties that I understood the essence of An Jin.”
Then Zhang The group started to get lucky, their legs slightly bent, just like Zhang An just did.
Start, change the momentum, exert force, and the next moment, the small stake was also broken.
“But I can only go so far. This is the greatest strength I can exert.”
Zhang An could also clearly see that Zhang and his party were struggling. After finishing the exercise, he took a deep breath.
“I didn’t expect you, kid. I didn’t see it when I was a kid. Now it doesn’t take me much time to understand it.”
To put it bluntly, the most fundamental essence of this move is Dark strength beard and hair.
A long time ago, there was a way to practice martial arts. As long as you practice the martial arts seriously, you can practice it to the point of exerting energy.
But later the method of practicing martial arts was lost. Whether you can get to the essence really depends on luck.
"Tell me, what did you think of when you were able to exert your energy that day?"
Zhang Yixing was a little curious about how Zhang An did it.
“I got up to practice as usual that morning. After doing the moves twice, I felt some inexplicable feelings.”
“As for what the feeling was and how it came about, I can’t explain it, but again When I went through the moves, I found that I could already activate An Jin. "
"But I was not very familiar with it. Sometimes I could master it, sometimes I couldn't. After practicing it a few times, I became more proficient. "< br>
Zhang An thought back to that morning, and then told the whole process.
But what Zhang Yixing really asked, he really couldn't tell.
“That’s all, this may be the epiphany our ancestors talked about. Keep persevering in the future and don’t relax and be arrogant.”
The most taboo thing for people who practice martial arts is arrogance and complacency. .
Zhang An is far ahead of him now, so he can only give some advice based on experience.
The original purpose of asking Zhang An was to continue to improve the experience left by previous generations.
But the result is like this, so I have to continue to understand it later.
“One more thing, after that day, I seemed to be able to feel a mass of “qi” in my body.”
Zhang An thought of the hot “qi” in his body, He never understood how it came about, so he asked.
“It can follow me around when I’m lucky, and when I’m lucky, it becomes easier.”
(End of this chapter)