Chapter 33: Ming Jin and Dark Jin
Wang An thought for a while, and his body sank slightly. Power arose from his feet, all the way up, and reached the palm of his hand in an instant.
Tai Chi Spiral Strength,
He slapped the pad with less than one-third of the force.
Zhao Zhiyuan's body retreated uncontrollably, and he stopped after taking five or six steps.
He raised his head and looked at Wang An in surprise.
“The strength of your palm is not as strong as that of Li Xinzhu’s Paoquan. You haven’t used your full strength yet. Can Tai Chi be so strong?”
“Tai Chi can be slow or fast, soft or hard, yin and yang are compatible, and a combination of hardness and softness is Tai Chi.”
“Then do you think this is An Jin?”
“An Jin?”
“Ming Jin, dark Jin, Hua Jin. Don’t all martial arts practitioners have this saying?”
“This statement actually originated from Xingyiquan. Many boxing techniques do not agree with it because various boxing techniques have different origins and there is no unified standard. You also practice boxing?”
“I’m not practicing, I’m just interested.” Zhao Zhiyuan smiled and put away the protective gear.
“You go back and prepare first, we will start class tomorrow.”
“Okay, what about the tuition?”
“You don’t charge tuition fees, can you teach me Tai Chi?”
"good."
Wang Aneng doesn't have much time to study, because Zhao Zhiyuan is still studying for a Ph.D. and has not graduated. He only has the winter vacation. Once the winter vacation is over, he will go back to school.
The medical center will be closed for at least a week, so time is very tight.
In the end, Wang An did not pay a penny and left with the two books and the list.
After coming out of the clinic, he went to the Hu'an City Bookstore and found two books there, "Illustrations of Human Meridians and Acupuncture Points" and "Huangdi Neijing".
In addition to these two books, he also bought several other books on purpose.
Yi Jing, Tao Te Ching, Shang Qing Da Dong Zhen Jing, Huang Ting Jing, Shuo Zen...
Books, there is no harm in buying a few more to read.
After returning to his residence, it was still early, so he started his daily practice again.
Now, in addition to the usual methods of exercise, he has added another one, practicing Vajra Meditation Palm.
Hand your hands three hundred times every day according to the practice method explained in the ancient book.
Just practice that one style, and the King will strike the table.
“You waved your palms two hundred times, what did you realize?”
"What have you realized? Nothing!" Wang Anxin said.
“Is it possible that in order to practice this palm technique, I have to go to a Buddhist temple or Zhongyue Faxing Temple?”
After dinner, I continued walking bricks in the courtyard, and then practiced push-ups and squats every day.
Before falling asleep at night, he picked up the book "Shuo Zen"
After reading it for a while, it explained some Buddhist allusions and allusions to words commonly used in Buddhist scriptures. There are also some classic Buddhist verses.
“You have gained a little understanding of Buddhism after reading “Shuo Zen”.
“This adjective is really accurate, just a little bit.”
The next morning, Wang An arrived as scheduled and began to learn massage from Zhao Zhiyuan.
Zhao Zhiyuan first used a model as an example to explain the main meridians of the human body, as well as the organs corresponding to these meridians and their functions.
Then he explained to him the most basic massage techniques including pushing, holding, lifting, pinching, kneading, etc.
Different symptoms and different locations require different techniques.
After Zhao Zhiyuan explained it, he happened to meet a patient with cervical discomfort who came to massage to relieve the pain.
The man looked to be in his forties, with a thin body and a lot of white hair on his head.
After obtaining the patient's consent, Zhao Zhiyuan asked Wang An to try the man's shoulders and the muscles behind his neck.
It is very stiff and hard. Even if the patient does not exert any deliberate force, the muscles on his shoulders feel tight.
“This is excessive exertion and frequent muscle contraction, which secretes more lactic acid. Lactic acid accumulates in the muscle tissue, causing swelling, sudden stiffness and pain.
At this time, you can use traditional Chinese massage techniques for treatment, mainly kneading and pressing. "
The commentator was Zhao Zhiyuan, but the one who performed TCM massage was one of his father’s students.
The man first kneaded the patient's shoulders with his palms. The force was relatively small at first, and then he gradually increased the force.
Hiss, the man suddenly took a breath.
“How do you feel?”
“ache.”
"to beat."
“You need to pay special attention to this place.” Zhao Zhiyuan pointed to the position of the cervical spine below the patient’s brainstem.
“Cervical vertebrae and brainstem are very important and sensitive parts. They should be rubbed and pressed gently and only in moderation.”
About ten minutes later, Wang An saw sweat on the patient's forehead, and sweat on the forehead of the person who treated him.
One is in pain and the other is tired.
“Traditional Chinese massage is a physical activity.” Zhao Zhiyuan said at the side.
After this person left, Zhao Zhiyuan treated himself as a patient and taught Wang An how to massage.
“You have learned Chinese massage, Chinese massage (first practice for beginners).”
New skills appear again.
At almost noon, an unexpected visitor came to the medical clinic, Li Xinzhu.
“What’s wrong with your neck?” Wang An pointed to several scratches on the left side of Li Xinzhu’s neck.
“This is where the sister in the red romance film scratched me.”
“It’s not my sister, it’s the cat.”
“Cat, what kind of cat, catwoman, cosplay, how do you like this?”
“Nonsense, it’s a cat, not a woman, m-ao, a cat! Yesterday you said that you can practice your reflexes by sparring with animals.
I happened to meet some wild cats last night. I tried them and got scratched. "Li Xinzhu said angrily.
"The idea is good, don't be anxious, take your time." Wang An was slightly startled after hearing this. He didn't expect Li Xinzhu to be so obedient.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to see you for business." Li Xinzhu said.
“Business, what business?”
“Look, it’s already noon. It’s time to have lunch. Isn’t this business?”
"King crab?"
“Yes.” Li Xinzhu nodded.
"Sure, Dr. Zhao, can you come with me? I'm treating you." Wang An turned to look at Zhao Zhiyuan aside.
“I have something to do at noon, so I won’t go.” Zhao Zhiyuan said with a smile.
“Okay, let’s go another day.”
Li Xinzhu was driving and Wang An was in the car.
“I know a good place to eat king crab.”
“Listen to me this time.” Wang An, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at his phone. "Turn left at the next intersection."
Li Xinzhu followed Wang An’s guidance and made many twists and turns along the way.
“Where are we going?”
"It's right in front. You'll know it when you see it. It's almost there. Find a place to park."
Li Xinzhu found a place to stop the car and followed Wang An.
“There is a restaurant here that serves king crab. Why haven’t I heard of it? How does it taste?”
“Everyone who has eaten here says it’s good, and it ranks at the top of the food list.”
(End of this chapter)