Chapter 115 Teaching the Dharma
Pain, severe pain!

A burning sensation like fire came from all over the limbs.

Every bone in my body seemed to be falling apart, my skin and flesh seemed to be loose, and I collapsed limply on the bed, unable to move.

Qi Yuan's mind was in a daze, blurry and chaotic.

The response to the outside world has been reduced to the extreme.

“The bed is more comfortable than the grass”

A thought flashed through Qi Yuan's mind while he was unconscious, and he was suddenly startled:
"Hmm? The bed?"

As the thought flashed through his mind, Qi Yuan's mind gradually returned, his five senses gradually revived, and he immediately felt his own pain.

He stood up suddenly and opened his eyes.

With a stinging pain, I turned my head and looked around. I saw an unfamiliar ceiling, a simple wooden house, and a slowly burning stove.

A little bit of warmth continues to rise.

"I, am not dead?"

Qi Yuan muttered to himself, and then he was frightened by the sound of his own breaking basket.

The sound was hoarse, like the friction between dry and rotten wood, with each inch of the wood being squeezed constantly, producing layers of decaying sounds.

It was not a voice that a young boy like him should have, and it was not even a voice that a human should have.

"Forget it, what does it matter?"

Qi Yuan was stunned for just a moment, then he relaxed.

Now that my revenge has been achieved, I am lucky enough to be able to save my life. How can I ask for anything else?

"I wonder how the Taoist priest is doing?"

The pain gradually subsided, Qi Yuan sat up, and couldn't help but ponder.

In his last memory, it seemed that the Taoist priest in black saved him and indirectly killed his enemy.
Now, it seems that I was also saved by him?
This is truly a great favor.

"This gentleman is truly like a god, with unrivaled martial arts skills. I wonder if I can repay him a little."

Qi Yuan thought for a moment and smiled bitterly.

How could such a person, regardless of his strength or power, need his help?
"When you wake up, come out."

From outside the door, there was a gentle whisper, soft and faint, like a light breeze and drizzle, seeping into the door.

"benefactor?"

Qi Yuan recognized the voice and his expression was moved.

He stretched his body, stood up while enduring the pain in his body, quickly pushed open the door of the inner room, and stepped through it.

The sky suddenly brightened up.

What comes into view is a courtyard that is not very wide and an old tree that is more than ten meters tall.

And the Taoist sitting cross-legged under the tree.

"benefactor!"

Qi Yuan was so excited that he hurried forward to pay his respects, intending to kowtow three times and bow nine times to show his gratitude.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

At some point, Zhou Yan had opened his eyes and held Qi Yuan with one hand. No matter how hard he knelt, he couldn't kneel down even a little.

After a few arguments, Qi Yuan finally gave up his salute and said, "Master, I don't need to thank you for your kindness. Is there anything I can do for you?"

It is polite to repay kindness.

Qi Yuan had been to school and knew that this was the code of conduct for benevolence, righteousness, propriety and law set by the sages of the Middle Ages, as well as the rituals for maintaining peace and stability in the country, so he naturally believed in it.

"What's the favor?"

Zhou Yan's eyes were indifferent and he was unmoved.

"My elders, parents, relatives, neighbors, and friends of the same age were all killed and insulted by those beasts. Fortunately, you helped me to avenge my death."

Qi Yuan said in a deep voice:

"This is a great favor, a great favor!"

Whenever Qi Yuan thought of the town, he felt heartbroken, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel even more disgusted with those bandits.

"Revenge is never taken to help others."

Zhou Yan just sighed when he heard this:
"Besides, your vengeance has not yet been resolved."

Zhou Yan could just fool around. It would be difficult for a child of fourteen or fifteen years old to understand the so-called subordinate relationship. Perhaps he could live a peaceful life.

Don't be blinded by hatred.

But Zhou Yan still said that after all, being able to deceive for a while does not mean being able to deceive for a lifetime. Once they know the truth, they will still be deeply trapped in hatred.

It is better to let them vent their emotions as soon as possible.

"My revenge has not been settled yet?"

Qi Yuan was stunned, and anger surged up. He was furious at the words he said, but when he was furious, he seemed to understand something:
"Mo Xie Dao?"

When he was about to faint, he heard the scarred enemy say that he was from the Moye Sect.

Could it be
"Yes, the ones who massacred your town were not just the three people who were chasing you. There were many others who participated in the action, as well as the mountain strongholds who were behind it, Moye Dao."

Zhou Yan nodded slightly.

Through the fragments of the three people's thoughts, we learned that the entire Moye Sect is one of the most outstanding among the 72 Green Forest Sects.

The leader of the village is a martial artist who has reached the level of bone training. The entire village is powerful and has many experts.

Even so, the status of Yan Chuang and the other two is not low.

When you reach the tendon training realm, you can have enough food and drink anywhere except in those big families.

Yan Chuang and the other two were leaders who each led a hundred men. Although they were just chasing Qi Yuan for fun, their whereabouts could probably be traced.

To be on the safe side, it is better to silence the witness and eliminate future troubles.

As for Qi Yuan, he has other uses.

"Mo Xie Dao, could it be the 72 Daos of the Green Forest?"

Qi Yuan's expression darkened and he said bitterly.

He had read quite a few books, including some about the underworld, so he naturally knew how powerful these mountain bandits who could be called "Tao" were.

That is an existence that even the imperial court does not have the energy to eliminate!
How can he take revenge?

Qi Yuan's thoughts raced wildly. When he looked up at Zhou Yan, who remained silent, a sudden inspiration came to him. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed:

"I beg you to accept me as your own, I will serve you!"

"Ruzi can be taught."

Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction, but did not ask him to kneel down. He just said:

"I never really accept disciples. Now you are my first registered disciple. You have to learn my skills." Qi Yuan does not have good talent.

His martial arts training and physical fitness are both of inferior quality, only slightly better than that of ordinary people.

He has not yet come into contact with Taoist magic, but his spiritual potential is average, not enough to support cultivation to a high level.

I can endure and I will endure.

Even though the three muscle-training warriors were letting off steam, it did not stop Qi Yuan from running for more than ten kilometers, starting and stopping. For a young man, he was both intelligent and brave, and had a good character.

But character does not represent talent.

All I can say is that it will be helpful in one’s inner practice and in decision-making.

But these are not problems for Zhou Yan.

He doesn't care whether he is gifted by heaven or not. Changing qi and blood, cultivating mind and character, and guiding others are all his strengths.

You also need someone to execute your plan.

"Thank you, Master!"

Qi Yuan seemed to understand his teacher's temper, and stopped kneeling. Instead, he bowed slightly and bowed from a distance.

At noon, even in the depths of autumn, there is still a hint of warmth.

In the courtyard, Qi Yuan was squatting in horse stance.

His face was slightly pale, and he squatted down on his knees, slowly adjusting his breathing according to the formula Zhou Yan taught him.

One call,
Take a puff.

One swallow,
A spit.

Qi Yuan could feel his body getting stronger step by step with every breath, and his originally thin body seemed to gradually become stronger.

Heartily, one can endure a little more fatigue.

Zhou Yan was meditating on the side, occasionally glancing over, and was quite satisfied.

It turned out that Qi Yuan's talent was not good. It took him several days to even master the horse stance. Fortunately, he still had some persistence, so there was still hope.

So-called talent is divided into many aspects.

The first is the most intuitive and most widely mentioned, which is the so-called speed of practice. Refining qi and blood and refining magic power are much faster than others, and condensing energy also has more advantages.

The second is understanding.

You can learn martial arts and Taoism quickly and master them in a short time. It will also provide you with long-lasting inspiration and allow you to gain a deep understanding of the operation of the heaven and earth and the Tao.

Finally, it is the mind and character.

Unlike others, the benefits brought by this talent are never obvious, and only with accumulation over time can the results be shown.

And in Zhou Yan's opinion.

The so-called advantage of mentality can only be effective if it is based on the other two talents.

Otherwise, no matter how strong and resolute one's character is, if one does not have any miraculous encounters, magical weapons, or natural talent, then one will waste a hundred years in a state and die of old age. No matter how good one's character is, it will be of no use.

But these are not problems.

Zhou Yan can provide temperament, talent, and understanding. What he hopes to see is that his cheap apprentice can have his own vision.

"The body should be tight, the mind should be relaxed, the inside and outside should be in harmony, and the martial arts will emerge naturally!"

Zhou Yan's voice came slowly.

"Your body is still very weak. After what happened before, you have lost a lot of money. Although I bought some medicinal herbs to make up for most of it for you, you still need to take good care of the rest."

"The cultivation method I am passing on to you now is used to consolidate your foundation. It can help you better understand your body and train your mind. Once your body is completely healthy, you can officially start cultivating your Qi and blood!"

Zhou Yan looked at Qi Yuan and said slowly.

Although Qi Yuan is only fifteen years old, he is still a teenager and his body is still growing, but it is the perfect time for him to practice Kung Fu.

This is not the crude way of building muscle.

Instead, it adjusts the microscopic existence in the body through more detailed exercises, allowing the body to grow slowly in all aspects and increase qi and blood.

The essence is different.

Martial arts, martial arts, the work of young people.

What this means is that martial arts must be practiced from a young age in order to be most effective. When you get older, not only will your mind be overwhelmed with thoughts, but your qi and blood will also be sluggish.

Although this statement is somewhat exaggerated, it also illustrates a major characteristic of spiritual practice.

Tick!
Tick!
Under the autumn wind, beads of sweat the size of soybeans were dripping from Qi Yuan's forehead.

As he constantly adjusted his breathing, his trembling legs gradually stabilized and his breathing became smoother.

"Martial arts is so difficult to practice"

While Qi Yuan was practicing, his mind couldn't help but wander.

Now he was only practicing the basic entry-level skills, which were only used to stabilize his physical condition, breathing rhythm, and qi and blood.

This is already extremely difficult to practice.

Three times a day, you have to stand for an hour without fail.

Although the effect is really good and I can feel my own strength constantly improving, it still seems a lot more difficult than studying?

“You think reading is easy?”

Zhou Yan's words came suddenly and woke Qi Yuan up.

"Teacher, can you tell what I'm thinking?"

Qi Yuan thought in doubt and amazement.

“Reading and studying things, although there are annotations on the carrier and textual explanation of the meaning of the classics, but in fact it is to judge others by oneself, constantly thinking about the thoughts of the predecessors, and then turning them into one’s own things.”

"There are no shortcuts in this process. All you have to do is accumulate knowledge day after day, and then fill your own worldview and thoughts to understand the principles of being a person and doing things."

Zhou Yan did not point out his secret thoughts, and continued to speak slowly:
"The martial arts has a template after all, and even has so-called 'realms' to mark them, so it is much easier than studying."

The right way is to make progress in both aspects.

Practice and cultivate.

It’s not just about meditating and practicing boxing.

In addition to honing your own strength, learning and mastering knowledge is also extremely important.

Call ~
Qi Yuan let out a long breath and said in a deep voice:

"Students know."

He only vaguely understood these principles, but Qi Yuan was very clear about one thing, that is, his teacher was much more knowledgeable than himself.

For now, it is best to listen to your teacher.

(End of this chapter)