Chapter 14: Out of the General and Into the Prime Minister, Three in One

When Seeing Chu Tianshu talked about his family's fist techniques, he hadn't heard anyone explain these in detail.

Shopkeeper Ma told him about it.

When a fist master opens their orifices, it is to let their energy explore the flesh deeply, bringing exercise growth effects that exceed the norm.

The effect is first reflected in which aspect, which has to do with the direction of the heart's intent and the hard work.

First, the intent is on "gathering"—water gathers into an abyss, sand gathers into a mountain, taking its dynamic trend, becoming a grand sight.

What is easiest to feel the dynamic trend in the human body is not blood, but fascia and muscles. Gathering the strength of the muscles of one arm, the strength of the muscles of the waist and back, until the strength of the muscles of the whole body is gathered in one place. In this process of gathering, constantly tempering, so that the flesh can carry this force without hurting itself.

The legendary divine creature, the true dragon, is also gathered from the phases of a hundred beasts. Walking to the top of this path, the whole body is like having a living dragon entangled, stronger than a tiger or ox, and as agile as an ape.

Therefore, it is called, Dragon Entanglement!

Second, the intent is on "scattering"—human power is sometimes exhausted, gathering flesh and blood to resist the hardness of gold and stone is very unwise.

This path focuses on scattering external force to the hundred skeletons, sharing it together, and the best part for guiding force is the bones.

Human endowment, bones are the most expensive, waiting to practice until a little fine sound vibrates, can penetrate the whole body to resolve, even if hit by a war horse, pressed by an ox cart, can also divide force to escape, protect life, and the means of continuing the battle are greatly increased.

After this path is achieved, it was originally called Penetrating Sound Bone. In order to get a good omen, ancient fist practitioners changed one word.

It is called, Guanyin Bone!

Third, the intent is on "truth"—although muscles are tough and bones are hard, wanting to grow depends on the operation of internal organs, so the strength of internal organs is true strength.

From the various surfaces of the human body, seek back to the inside, open and close the seven orifices, prick and press the acupuncture points, torture the meridians, compress blood circulation, even if it is a temporary damage to muscles and bones, in exchange for the exercise of internal organs.

If this path is walked through, injuries and fatigue will be cured without medicine, or eat half an ox a day, or not eat for half a month, can stop the heart and turtle-breathe under water, can not close eyes for three days and four nights, the heart and chest are happy, and the spirit is still the same.

For grass, trees, birds, and beasts, even if they are strange, they can distinguish whether they are poisonous or not as soon as they enter the mouth, drinking dew to live, just like an immortal.

Therefore, it is called, Eating for Immortality!

If someone walks through all three paths, three in one, they can touch a faint pass, break through the pass, and go further.

Blood and qi are like a stove, reconciling a hundred flavors, turning decay into magic.

People are like the Wu Wu Zao Shen, dominating the hundred skeletons, riding hot smoke to reach the sky.

Those who could reach this level in ancient times seemed to be no longer human, admired by all, and dared to call themselves gods.

Numbered as, Martial Wu Wu Zao Shen!

"Three in one, martial arts can create gods."

Shopkeeper Ma said here, his eyes showing brilliance, "Before the Eastern Han Dynasty, the era of gods and monsters is not mentioned. Since the end of the Han Dynasty, all three paths have been walked through, and the martial arts are dared to be called gods. It has always been the highest pursuit of martial artists in the world."

Seeing Chu Tianshu pondered secretly.

Dragon Entanglement, Guanyin Bone, Eating for Immortality, Martial Wu Wu Zao Shen!

The saying of fist master opening orifices is similar to that back home, but the part of martial arts evolution is different.

Just these four names are also full of deep meaning, I am afraid that every word in them is repeatedly pondered, suggesting the key points in the corresponding path.

He asked again: "Then what is the saying of out of the general and into the prime minister?"

Shopkeeper Ma said: "This is just a slang, maybe it's to make up eight words, more smooth."

"Some people say that out of the general and into the prime minister means that as long as you walk through one path, you have the opportunity to be a marquis and a general. The battle on the battlefield and the luxury of high officials are also helpful for practicing martial arts, both are good."

"There is another saying that the three paths of practicing martial arts are all like bitter boiling in a big fire, tossing and turning, to be fierce and domineering, brave and decisive, like the way of a martial general."

"But to break through the last layer, you have to go out of the general and into the prime minister, turn from a martial general to a prime minister, eight winds do not move, protect the shape and nourish life, look at the fire coldly, and be cautious."

Seeing Chu Tianshu nodded.

Back home, there were too many schools, and everyone had no consensus on the division of realms.

It is said that in the old society, there was a vague saying of first-class and second-class figures, which was like the letter grading used by foreigners, and had nothing to do with cultivation barriers, purely looking at actual performance.

In this world, there would be a recognized realm of "three in one".

I am afraid that it has experienced a brilliant era of martial arts dominance, so it can be summarized and passed down.

Although after a part of the human body becomes strong, other parts will also benefit somewhat, but the development of fist manuals in this world to today, fist types that focus on different paths have appeared with distinct characteristics.

A fist technique, only focusing on one path, dedicated and undivided, walking to the extreme.

If you can really walk through one path, then find another set of different fist techniques to practice.

Seeing Chu Tianshu's "Gluttonous Tong Bei Fist" is placed here, which is not easy to classify.

It has the effect of practicing internal organs, but only practices the stomach and intestines, and has the effect of practicing muscles, but only focuses on the limbs.

"If you have to count, my fist technique is indeed more inclined to... the path of Dragon Entanglement."

Seeing Chu Tianshu completely pulled the sword out of the scabbard and shook a small sword flower in the air.

"And my fist technique already contains sword technique routines. It seems that this sword is quite destined for me."

Shopkeeper Ma began to drive people away: "Okay, okay, don't dance with the sword in my room, I have a lot of things to do, you go to rest quickly."

Seeing Chu Tianshu was indeed exhausted today, and returned to his room with the sword.

Shopkeeper Ma sorted out the talisman paper, cinnabar, and brush on the table, walked to the main hall in the front building, held the inkstone with his left hand, licked the brush with his right hand, and drew talismans on the corpse of the man in black.

One stroke on the forehead to dot the eyebrow center, divided into the left and right mountains on the cheeks, skipping the neck to draw on the chest, the evil path is ignorant of the cold...

The brush pole lifted the front lapel of the man in black's clothes, and traces of vermilion were left on the dark and thin skin.

Unfortunately, magic can confuse magic, but it cannot confuse other people's brains from a distance.

Even if that group of marauders didn't know that this leopard cat warrior was dead, they should know that something went wrong if he didn't return for two or three days.

With the habits of evil marauders in Vietnam, they would mostly choose to rush hard once.

That is the time to test this town.

"Unfortunately, Old Zhong is not here."

Shopkeeper Ma finished drawing the talismans on the corpse, sat at the table, looked at the backyard, and remembered that when he was young, he broke into the world with his good brother and also fought such marauders.

Ma Zhengwu, Zhong Jinqiu, talisman magic, long spear charging, how high-spirited.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, both of them are old.

Didn't become a high official and museum owner as wished, one guarding the restaurant reading newspapers, not moving talisman ink for several years, one wife and children returned to the yellow soil, lazily teaching some militia.

"Thinking that the old age is still not peaceful, didn't think I would meet such an interesting kid."

Shopkeeper Ma pondered, "People who have achieved success in magic, if they can successfully cultivate martial arts, why is the progress in fist techniques so fast at the beginning?"

"It shouldn't just be this... that is, he is naturally more suitable for practicing fist techniques."

"Tsk, why didn't I cross that threshold back then!"

Shopkeeper Ma complained a little and folded the paper crane fiercely.

Fingers turned and wiped, turned and wiped again, almost in the blink of two or three eyes, a paper crane was already folded.

Shopkeeper Ma picked up the brush, dotted the eyes for the paper crane, and then took out a thumb-sized locust wood bottle, and pulled out the bottle stopper.

Small light brown smoke, as if with a certain weight, flowed out from the bottle and merged into the paper crane.

Shopkeeper Ma quickly covered the paper crane with both hands, chanting words in his mouth, and carefully blew a breath into it.

When the hands separated, there was already a small brown-feathered sparrow on the table.

The sparrow looked around nimbly, jumped into Shopkeeper Ma's palm, and pecked his thumb.

"Troubling you again, release your friends later, these two days, you are responsible for watching the west."

Shopkeeper Ma touched the little sparrow with a smile and sent it out of the restaurant.

He learned the "Fire Bird Dao Official" lineage of Maoshan magic, divided into fire and bird parts. Although he had never been to Maoshan in his life, he had mastered the various wonderful incantations of borrowing fire to cast spells and the means of raising bird spirits.

These sparrows were all raised by himself before.

After living to the end of their lives, they borrowed locust wood to accommodate bird souls, and often used their own mindfulness to nourish them. The sparrow spirits obtained in this way were spiritual and peaceful, attached to the shapes folded by talisman paper, and would not even reveal half a bit of yin qi.

Although there was no offensive power, even in the daytime, as long as it was not noon, such sparrows could fly and investigate.

Even if other practitioners caught a glimpse, it was not easy to see through.

Shopkeeper Ma began to fold the second piece of paper.

The moonlight outside the door shifted bit by bit.

When Seeing Chu Tianshu got up the next day, he walked into the kitchen and didn't see anyone, poured two large ladles of water for himself, passed through the courtyard, and saw Shopkeeper Ma still in the main hall.

The old man was lying on his side, his elbows supporting the table, his head resting on his fist, and he was asleep.

The corpse of the man in black didn't know where it was put. There were only ten thumb-sized locust wood bottles, a dry brush, and an inkstone on the table.

Seeing Chu Tianshu didn't disturb him, went around to the door, and found a wooden board with a white towel nailed to it, which meant temporarily closed.

No wonder the guys didn't come today.

Where should I eat this breakfast?

Seeing Chu Tianshu looked out on the street. At this time in the past, some early vendors should have set up stalls, but today he didn't see any.

On the small road diagonally opposite the main street, a few familiar people walked out.

Meng Shuangjiang brought four guards, each guard holding a knife, and one carrying a gun, very alert, just Meng Dashao carried a medium-sized sack.

"Ha, Brother Chu, I knew you..."

"Shh!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu signaled him to be quiet.

Meng Shuangjiang understood, looked at the restaurant, and put the sack on the steps in front of the building.

"The guards divided by each family, plus the original militia, gathered more than seventy people. Last night, the people in the town were notified. It is estimated that not many shops are willing to open these days."

Meng Shuangjiang said in a low voice, "But the food in my house is not bad, look at what I sent you."

Inside the sack were all oil paper bags tied with fine hemp rope, and the fragrance of lard wafted toward his face.

Seeing Chu Tianshu picked up a bag, but the touch was not like meat. When he opened it, it was a bag of green broad beans.

He also ate it.

"I heard that the robbers this time are not ordinary, I am a little scared when I go out."

Meng Shuangjiang muttered, "Brother Chu, don't run so far outside the town to practice martial arts alone. After that, eat three meals at my house, I guarantee to make your stomach round..."

Although this was a sign of closeness, it was also a bit nagging, not quite the same as the sense of proportion Meng Shuangjiang usually grasped.

Seeing Chu Tianshu saw that the white fat old brother's brows were unconsciously wrinkled, and his face was a little nervous.

The pressure of the Vietnam marauders had already manifested a corner on him.

"Don't worry, I won't leave the town these two days, just walk around the town."

Just as Seeing Chu Tianshu was talking, he saw another group of people coming out of another small road.

Not as familiar as Meng Shuangjiang, but he had just seen them last night.

Wang Fu brought people to find him.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 15 =====