The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 325 Ding Shimaan's Enlightenment

Wudang, Qingwei Palace.

The morning light is dim and the clouds are light.

It is said that there is no time in the mountains, but perhaps time is just too light and people ignore it, but the branches and leaves in the woods are beginning to turn yellow.

In the vegetable garden, Taoist Master Ye was weeding until he felt a little tired and straightened up to relax.

In a blink of an eye, under the persimmon tree, the strong Ding Shimaan was meditating.

It has been quite some time since he came here, and Ding Shimaan's mental outlook has changed a lot compared to before.

His short silver hair had grown a little longer, making him look a lot younger. He had also changed his sportswear and was now wearing an old light blue Taoist robe, which had a unique style.

Of course, the most important thing is his aura. If Ding Shimaan used to be known as a macho man at first glance, now all that can be seen in him is the tranquility that is ordinary to the extreme.

When he stands in front of you, unless he actively exudes his aura, you will no longer be able to sense any threat or oppression from him.

The method of cultivation that Zhang Wuling taught Ding Shimaan was very simple, but at the same time extremely difficult.

It is quite difficult for a normal person to forget what he has learned in the past in a short period of time, except for amnesia.

Not to mention that Ding Shimaan had been training himself every day in the past, and his body had formed instinctive memory, so it would be even more difficult to "forget".

But out of trust in Zhang Wuling, and with the occasional guidance from Taoist Ye, Ding Shimaan gradually figured out some tricks.

In fact, when Zhang Wuling asked him to forget what he had learned, he did not really mean that he should throw away everything in his head.

On the contrary, it should be to let him enter a certain state.

Ding Shimaan gradually understood this point under the guidance of Ye Laodao.

At the beginning, no matter what Ding Shimaan did or what he did, he could not forget what he had learned.

Later, Taoist Master Ye gave some pointers, saying that forgetting is not really forgetting, but rather reaching a state of "selflessness, no self, and being completely without anything."

That is to say, we must move from the acquired "self" intervention to the state where the innate "true self" operates.

It’s not quite appropriate to say this, but everyone should have had this experience: deep sleep.

Once I fell asleep, I didn’t feel anything. It seemed like it was just a short moment, and when I woke up, I found that it was daybreak.

That is what the legend says: you can sleep until you wake up naturally, without dreaming and without waking up in the middle of the night.

In that state, people don’t even dream, and their whole body enters into a quiet world.

What time, what memory, even I myself am unaware of it.

But it is in this sleeping state that people feel most comfortable when they wake up.

On the contrary, people who toss and turn at night, have many dreams and wake up easily, suffer from insomnia and boredom, will feel that they have not slept enough even if they sleep until twelve o'clock the next day, or they will always feel tired and not well rested.

Although both are sleeping, the two states give people completely different feelings.

Although the first one seems to be out of your control, it is the most natural and comfortable, and the best for your body and mind.

The second type seems to be able to clearly feel emotions, desires, and even control their own bodies, but in fact they are trapped in their own cocoon and cannot control their own behavior.

It seems that there is no control, but it is the most natural and comfortable, and it achieves the best state; it seems that everything is under control, but it is burdened and mentally exhausted, and in the end nothing is grasped.

Therefore, Taoist Master Ye pointed out that as long as the mind is calm, the spirit will be at peace, and when the spirit is at peace, the Qi will be light, and when the Qi is light, the person will be clear-headed, and when the person is clear-headed, everything will be unobstructed.

Therefore, the first step is to cultivate the mind, the second step is to calm the spirit, and the third step is to regulate the qi, which will lead to natural harmony between man and nature.

After receiving the guidance from Master Ye, Ding Shimaan suddenly realized that it was like opening the door to reveal the mountain or a blind man seeing the moon.

No wonder Zhang Wuling told him that he only needed to read "The Classic of Purity and Tranquility" and didn't need to read anything else. So that's how it is.

Ding Shimaan has pretty good talent, and after understanding it, he began to "empty himself".

He works from sunrise to sunset every day, reads scriptures, farms, and goes to bed at a set time at night. He does not practice any exercises and is not "diligent" at all.

After a period of time, Ding Shimaan became just an ordinary person and gradually lost all the temperament of a martial arts master.

Finally, last night, when Ding Shimaan fell asleep, he suddenly felt a cool breath flowing from his brain to his whole body.

It’s like the blood in the veins has turned into clear springs in the mountains and the breeze that is everywhere between heaven and earth.

It was an experience that I had never had since I started practicing.

So when he woke up today, Ding Shimaan sat cross-legged under a tree, without doing any exercises, but just quietly felt the flow of the clear Qi in his body, and gradually began to discover the pattern.

I don’t know how long I sat cross-legged, but suddenly my upper dantian trembled, like a drop of water wearing away a stone, first moving the middle dantian and finally the lower dantian.

The three elixirs trembled together, the sea of ​​​​qi churned, all the bones were connected, and the罡气 was generated naturally.

Translucent white Qi light burst out from his body. Ding Shimaan opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he spread out his palms. Two cyclones appeared in his palms.

Ding Shimaan felt like venting his emotions, so he jumped up and felt that the sky was high and the earth was vast, allowing him to soar freely.

Then he stepped on the ground, raised his arms to the sky, and his whole body was like a lion shaking its mane, with energy flowing through his whole body.

For a moment, Ding Shimaan performed martial arts under the tree as he pleased, completely unaware of the moves. He just let his mind wander, kicking and punching, but it didn't seem chaotic, but rather quite rhythmic.

One leap is like a crane flying into the sky, one step is like a giant elephant pressing the ground, one strike is like a king wielding a spear, and one kick is like a spirit official swinging a whip.

Alternating between fast and slow, hard and soft, after performing a set of nameless martial arts, Ding Shimaan felt that he had been reborn.

Inhaling and exhaling the vital energy, Ding Shimaan stood still and closed his eyes to recall the martial arts performance just now. He was surprised to find that he seemed to have created a set of martial arts without realizing it.

In the martial arts moves, one can vaguely see the shadows of many schools, but the styles and flavors are completely different.

If you think about it carefully, it is basically the internal way of exercising that is almost completely different.

Ding Shimaan touched his chin, raised his foot and stomped on the ground.

boom!

The powerful force penetrated into the ground, cracking the earth three feet deep.

"Hiss--" Ding Shimaan widened his eyes. He never expected that his kick would be so powerful.

Hey, what on earth did I realize?

Just as Ding Shimaan was still thinking, a figure suddenly flashed over and punched him on the head.

"You little bastard! Are you going to tear down my yard?"

Ding Shimaan's facial features were blurred. He squatted on the ground with his hands on his head, tears in his eyes.

"It hurts, it hurts... Old Taoist priest, I didn't mean it!"

Ye Laodao's fist flashed with lightning, and he cursed loudly: "Just when we made some progress, you're going to use my territory to show off your power, right? Fortunately, you only shattered the ground. If you dare to destroy my persimmon tree, I will chop you alive today!"

Ding Shimaan shuddered all over and quickly stood up with an apologetic smile: "Old Taoist priest, don't worry, I wouldn't dare do such a thing. I'll go pick up some dirt and fill the ground in a moment. I won't let you stumble!"

These days, Ding Shimaan has been living in Qingwei Palace and has become familiar with Taoist Ye.

In addition, Taoist Master Ye gave him a lot of guidance. Although Ding Shimaan didn't call him master, he still respected the old Taoist priest in his heart.

After all, there is no need for others to instruct you. Since they have taught you, it is a favor and you cannot deny it.

Therefore, even if he had grown strong enough, he had to take the beating obediently, and after that he had to ask Master Ye if his hand hurt.