Chapter 92 Secrets of the Scripture Library
“Or maybe it’s because of the psychological suggestion that if you practice on Mount Taihe, you will be tainted with a little bit of fairy energy, so the effect will be better? This is easy to verify. You will know if you try it tomorrow.”
The next day, when Wang An got up in the morning and went up the mountain, he was surprised to find that there were obviously many more tourists going up the mountain today than the previous two days. Many of these people were talking about one thing.
The master of Mount Taihe, the master of Qinggong who can fly on the rooftops.
“Well, aren’t they talking about me?” Wang An thought after hearing this.
Wang An came to the Bagua Stone Platform again and looked at the surrounding mountains and forests. This place was relatively secluded and no one came at this time.
He jumped lightly to the Bagua Stone Platform and started Tai Chi again.
The mountain breeze blew gently, and he was tossing and turning on the stone platform, moving continuously and continuously, just like the flowing water of the mountain stream, and like the wind in the mountain.
“Are you here again?” The old Taoist priest who was sunbathing on the stone steps in front of the Prince’s Cave looked at Wang An, who was doing Tai Chi on the Bagua stage below.
“This young man is very good at Tai Chi.” The old Taoist priest looked at Wang An with a kind smile.
After a session of Tai Chi, the prompt appears again.
[Tai Chi experience +1. ]
“This is indeed more effective than practicing at the foot of the mountain.” Wang An said upon seeing this.
It is much easier to practice according to this method than in Hu'an City.
“It seems like it’s necessary to stay in this town for a while.”
Wang An saw the old Taoist priest standing at the entrance of Prince's Cave looking towards him. He waved to the old man, and the old man waved to him with a smile.
After saying hello, he left here and continued to visit Taihe Mountain slowly. He did not follow the fixed tourist route. He walked forward when there was a road and stopped to take a look when he reached the scenic spots.
This time he did not deliberately look for traces of Tai Chi, but simply enjoyed the beautiful scenery in the mountains.
At this time, the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak in Taihe Mountain was already crowded with people. Many people were taking pictures there against a bare, purple wall.
“Where is it, where is it?”
"Over there, do you see it? It's nearly five meters high. Just adjust the focus and you can see it."
“Hey, don’t tell me, it’s really a footprint. It’s really there, good guy, how did he get up so high? Doesn’t it mean he can fly?”
“The ladder is like a cloud, step on the left foot with the right foot, and step on the right foot with the left foot, straight up to the sky.”
“Try it yourself, isn’t that just nonsense?”
Among this crowd, there are several Taoist priests who came here after seeing the short video yesterday.
The so-called layman looks at the excitement, while the expert looks at the door.
Those of them who have practiced kung fu for many years will naturally understand after watching that video that that person has real kung fu.
Not to mention how he got up, he just flew across the roof for several meters, and then jumped down from the five or six-meter golden palace without being hurt. This requires extremely advanced skills.
“Do we still have such masters in Taihe Mountain?”
“Perhaps they are people from outside the mountains?”
One of the Taoist priests stared at the wall, and a person appeared in his mind. It was the young man who jumped up the wall yesterday and walked on the top of the wall.
"Maybe it should be him. It turns out that he had some reservations when he saw me yesterday. He didn't know how to make a fool of himself. This makes me feel ashamed!"
“Junior brother, what did you say?” a Taoist priest next to him asked softly when he heard the junior brother next to him talking to himself.
“Nothing, I remembered something very interesting.” The Taoist priest smiled.
Many tourists come here after hearing rumors and seeing videos, which results in relatively fewer people in other places.
Wang An stopped and walked along the way, and unknowingly he reached the top of a mountain peak. The mountain wind was howling. Looking around, he could see the surrounding mountains and fields. Tianzhu Peak was not far away.
Let’s walk around and look around, eat something on the mountain at noon, go somewhere else in the afternoon, and then walk down the mountain.
On the mountain, he did not see magpies fighting with snakes, nor did he see turtles fighting with snakes. He did not see any natural Tai Chi diagrams, and he did not find the so-called opportunity for enlightenment.
As he was walking, he saw another kung fu hall. He looked inside and saw a Taoist priest practicing kung fu inside, so he opened the door and went in. He chatted for a few words and went straight to the topic.
“Taoist Priest, I came here specifically to ask for advice on Tai Chi.”
The Taoist priest was slightly startled when he heard this. In the room behind him, several children stuck their heads out of the windows and looked at them.
The two of them set up a boxing stance in the yard, held hands, and did Tai Chi push.
fixed step, active step,
The two people walked back and forth, drawing circles. Their movements looked very relaxed and natural, as if neither of them exerted much effort. In less than three minutes, Wang An retreated.
This is not the person he is looking for either.
“The layman is polite.”
Wang An turned around and left, and the Taoist priest looked at Wang An's back.
“This layman’s Tai Chi is so good!” When he was fighting with Wang An just now, he thought of his master.
It was already dark when Wang An came down the mountain, but there were still many people in the restaurant chatting about Tai and Shan Gaoren, even more lively than yesterday.
Wang An stayed here for the next few days, visiting Taihe Mountain, admiring the beautiful scenery, looking for martial arts and kung fu gyms one after another, visiting for advice, and working with the Taoist masters there.
There is no distinction between superior and inferior, there is no victory or defeat.
In just a few days, he visited all the kung fu studios near Mount Taihe.
He was still a little disappointed. The scenery of Taihe Mountain was very beautiful, but the kung fu in these kung fu studios made him a little disappointed. It was not that it was not good, but it was not as good as he expected.
It’s just like you go to a century-old restaurant and order a special dish. After eating it, you find that it’s just the same, or even not as good as your own. The feeling of a gap below psychological expectations will indeed make people a little disappointed.
Wang An did not leave, not only because of the beautiful scenery in the mountains, but also because he wanted to meet the Taoist priest Qinghui and ask him for advice.
After staying here for sixteen days, he finally arrived at Taoist Master Qinghui.
An old man with gray beard and hair. Apart from the fact that he is wearing a Taoist robe and has a Taoist bun that looks different from ordinary people, there is really nothing special about him.
This old man has no airs. After listening to Wang An's question, Taoist Priest Qinghui fell into deep thought and waited for a while before speaking.
"I understand what you mean. You want the energy in your body to be integrated and extend in all directions, to the point where you can reach the point of reaching your fingertips. This road is difficult to walk. When I was young, I went to Faxing Temple to practice martial arts, and later I went to Wudang Mountain.
I have learned Kung Fu that strengthens Qi and blood, regulates the internal organs, and unblocks the meridians. I have also been exposed to one Kung Fu that can truly integrate the Qi and energy of the whole body, but I have not mastered it thoroughly. Cough cough cough. "Taoist Master Qing Hui coughed a few times.
This time he went down the mountain and was tired from the journey. He was over sixty years old and was infected with the wind and cold.
This made Wang An, who originally wanted to try joining hands with him, give up.
However, he admired the old man's broad-mindedness. If he knew it, he would know it, and if he didn't know it, he wouldn't. He admitted it generously.
"As for the ancient books you asked about, there are indeed some on Mount Taihe. If you want to read them, wait for two days for the opening of the Scripture Library. I will let you know then, and you can go and see them."
“Thank you, Taoist Master.”
Wang An and Taoist Master Qinghui chatted for a while, and then left after only fifteen or six minutes.
“This young man is somewhat similar to that He Xiaolin, but he is more gentle.” Taoist priest Qing Hui said, stroking his beard.
Two days later, Wang An got his wish and came to the Sutra Library.
The so-called Sutra Library is just a very inconspicuous building in the corner of Zixiao Palace. It is a two-story building built against the mountain. It has no plaque and is very old and even somewhat dilapidated.
Nor did it say that the Sutra Library was overcrowded when it opened. In fact, only a few Taoist priests came.
Wang An was able to come in and read the classics because he was recommended by Taoist Priest Qing Hui. Otherwise, he would not be able to come in and look at the collection of books.
There are rows of bookshelves inside, with some ancient books on them.
Wang An was searching inside. Just as the old Taoist priest from Taizi Cave said, most of the books here were Taoist classics, or copied versions. The real ancient books had been hidden.
This is just like the treasures placed in many museums are high imitations.
After all, no one is guarding this place on weekdays. If a thief wants to get in, it won't take much trouble.
Wang An looked at the rows of bookshelves and suddenly stopped. He saw a book with the words "Ti Yun Zong" written on it.
“Is there really such a light skill?”
Wang An immediately stopped and opened the book. There were texts, diagrams, and training methods on it. It was not as mysterious as in martial arts novels and movies, but it was a kind of light kung fu movement, focusing on the steps. The law borrows and exerts its power.
The special thing is that this exercise involves the technique of moving straight up and down the wall.
“You have gained something from reading the secret book of "Ti Yun Zong"."
The books here can only be read but not photographed or copied. There was a Taoist priest watching from the side. Wang An read it several times, wrote down the contents of the book, and then continued to look for the exercises he wanted.
After walking around in a circle, he saw an ancient book in a corner on the lower shelf of the bookshelf. The name was "Tai Chi Manual". He picked it up and opened it, and he was overjoyed.
“That’s it!”
The diagram here is the same as the diagram posted on the Internet by Duan Shuishui. Wang An found the two pictures, but it was much clearer on this one, and he could see the thin lines in them.
He stared at the two pictures carefully. Picture after picture appeared in his mind, and things that were originally unclear suddenly became much clearer.
One of these two pictures is a general picture, with dense lines on it, which is equivalent to a general outline. Another picture focuses on the area between the waist and abdomen, connecting up and down.
The difficulty in this book is that there are some small calligraphy annotations. I don’t know which senior left this, and Wang An also looked at it carefully several times.
(End of this chapter)