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??When I was in college, my ancient Chinese teacher mentioned it to me in private.

The human body is gathered by the subtleties of the world, and each subtle carries a lot of information. This information affects a person's personality and emotions. Going further, it affects everyone's destiny.

People often say that changing one's fortunes, but don't you know that if you really want to change it, you have to change your heart at the very beginning. You must see the worldly relationship in your body, erase the information in it, and return it to your true nature. You will naturally not be far from the great way.

The ancient Chinese teacher who taught me the Heart Sutra in college was a master of Buddhism, but he did not follow the teachings. According to his teachings, he was to respect Buddha with himself at home, worship Buddha, and use precepts and rules.

Of course. Few of the students and teachers knew he did this.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is just a very clean but simple-dressed little old man.

He taught me the Heart Sutra six or seven times. The reason is that I wrote good writing and helped him copy the sutras several times.

But at that time, I had no idea about the Heart Sutra. I could just memorize it word by word, which was the kind of rote memorization.

Today, Mr. Zou mentioned this.

Suddenly, everything I was carrying opened, and for a moment, I felt a sense of comfort as the breeze blew on my face.

Borrowing this power.

I stretched my arms, moved my legs, and carefully posed a three-body stand. Then, by adjusting the tailbone and relaxing my waist, I let my feet feel the trembling force of the big board, and at the same time, I adjust the center of gravity of the stand from the subtle.

Am I not afraid now? The answer is fear, but the more I fear, the more I have to shake my energy, find the root of my fear, and then start to solve it.

Instead of being alone, you will be more afraid!

This is the first time I have linked martial arts with Buddhist and Taoist theories.

Then, I enjoyed it!

Very, very useful!

I stood for a long time and couldn't remember how long it was. I only felt that my body was accompanied by the trembling of the big board, and there seemed to be a ball of energy or force in my dantian. It trembled with the board, sometimes tight and sometimes loose, directly affecting the tailbone. The slight bounce of the tailbone affects the waist. The waist will breathe like the belly, and then convey the force on both feet to the whole body. Finally, the body maintains a high state of balance.

Extremely comfortable.

I stopped my work and twisted my head to look.

Suddenly I found that the black brother had two long legs crossed and sat on the board with helplessness, and seemed to look at the monster, staring at me motionlessly.

I can imagine how careful he had to be when he changed from a horse stance to a sitting position just now!

Black brother, thank you!

The afternoon standing posture was almost a pleasure and relaxation for me.

But near evening, I received the most painful training again.

It is different from the battle with the Black Golden Dragon. This is specially tailored for me by Mr. Zou, and is used to adjust the posture and boxing strength for me.

The method is very simple.

Uncle Zou found me a big gun rod, which looks the same as the one used by Master Zhou to teach me how to combine the big gun.

They are all very precious rare objects.

Then, Uncle Han asked his workers to prepare a lot of large gasoline barrels, which contained a certain amount of sand. Finally, he sealed the mouth of the barrel and rolled the barrel down from a steep slope behind the factory.

As for me, I have to take the big pole and pick the bucket away!

You must find this force well, otherwise the big pole will jump and then hang it on your own.

In short, according to Mr. Zou, I just need to use the big pole head to listen to this force first, and judge that the empty bucket is a bucket filled with sand.

Because there are many empty buckets mixed here.

So I have to use my own strength to lift the bucket open based on the force I heard.

In addition, the oil barrel is round and not the strength, so the force you choose must be cold, crisp, and fast, with a flexible force.

I've been picking the gun for more than two hours, is it over?

No, there is a last exercise. This time, I didn’t pick it with a gun, but I wore a labor protection glove. Then Uncle Han asked someone to roll one big tire after another, nearly one person tall, down the slope.

I was below and used the force of the chopping fist to determine the tire.

The tire rolled in front of him and used a chopping fist to exert force along its reverse axis, bang!

One palm gives it there!

If you can't hold back, bang! This thing hits me, it will be a wound.

That's all.

In the morning, I fought with the Black Golden Dragon, stood in a dangerous stake in the afternoon, and picked the gasoline barrel at night, and split the fist to determine the tire!

The food is very hard, and it is all the medicinal materials that Teacher Zhu found, and it can be used to make me a diet that is both clean and nourishing.

Then, after every training, I wish the teacher would loosen the bones for half an hour. At night, I had to loosen the bones for half an hour before going to bed.

At first I said no.

Mr. Hao reminded me that this is necessary, because according to this practice method, Teacher Zhu would not loosen my bones. In less than a month, I would have to suffer a serious illness!

This is how Chinese martial arts are. Sometimes hard practices may not be possible. The most critical reason is that there is a lack of a doctor.

Medicine and martial arts are not separated. If you want to achieve success in the word "wu", you cannot do without medical principles.

Similarly, if you want to be strong in medicine, you must learn what is in the word "Wu".

I didn’t expect that after practicing like this, I could practice it until the New Year!

After several months, when I felt quite awesome, I accidentally saw Mr. Hao’s true strength. Only then did I realize that I was just a novice.

It was snowing heavily that day, and Hei Jinlong and I were barely in their arms and stood outside, fisting to accept his attack.

Often after spending half a year together, Hei Jinlong and I have become best friends.

We often chat together in English, and he tells me about the experiences and experiences of the United Kingdom and the United States, social systems, life, emotional experiences, learning experiences and many other things.

Uncle Zou and Uncle Han lived with us for more than half a month before leaving.

Only Teacher Zhu is left, paying attention to my physical condition at all times.

Later, half a month later, Uncle Zou and Uncle Han came back. Then they lived with us and took my things.

In this way, the two of them left at intervals and then came back.

So, most of the time I practice alone with Black Golden Dragon.

The black golden dragon's fist power has reached a terrifying situation under the guidance of Mr. Zou.

What he said may be exaggerated, but Mr. Zou has said more than once that if Black Golden Dragon plays professional boxing competitions, he will be the future world boxing champion.

Foreigners’ ideas are different from many people.

If someone else changes this matter, you will definitely be excited and will definitely find a way to actively participate in the competition.

But the Black Golden Dragon is very calm about this.

He said that he learned boxing and exerting force, not to play boxing competitions.

In other words, he loves boxing madly, but he will never compete in any competition.

Another unexpected thing was that Black Golden Dragon was not learning boxing for himself, he was doing it for his father.

Hei Jinlong has a special background. His father is an American. He was the first to be sold to a slave from Africa.

His father was a strong man in the circus in the United States.

According to Hei Jinlong, if his father's height is converted into our metric unit, it should be about two meters per unit. He often watches his father perform a show that he takes away, which is two arms, each carrying a sitting girl, and then there is a girl standing on each shoulder.

There were four people carrying them back and forth on a single-plank bridge made of circus.

The Black Golden Dragon is an illegitimate son.

Her mother is a black man from England. Once she came to the United States and watched his father's performance. The two fell in love at first sight and had a little black golden dragon.

Black Golden Dragon followed the circus team for six years. When he reached the age of admission, his father arranged for him to enter a boarding school in Washington State.

When Hei Jinlong finished high school, his father suffered from a terrible brain tumor and was about to die.

He went to visit his father, and his father told him a wish.

It was when his father was young that he once followed the circus to the northwest corner of Wyoming. It was adjacent to Yellowstone National Park in the United States and was a place with countless wildlife.

At that time, the father of Hei Jinlong remembered that a girl had a fight with the owner of the circus and left the camp alone at night.

Black Golden Dragon's father was ordered to find this girl.

When he found it at dawn, he found that he and the girl were in the middle of a huge herd of bison.

The buffalo in heat will not make a turn at all, and the black golden dragon father and the girl are in crisis and they cannot escape.

Just at that time, a person suddenly appeared.

In the words of Black Golden Dragon's father, the man showed a surprising ability that was not as good as a magical skill.

He blocked the Black Golden Dragon's father. Whenever the bison rushed up, he just needed to move gently and threw one crazy bison after another from a distance.

The black golden dragon father's description was not very accurate and could not describe the specific movements. He only said that the man's movements were very fast, as if he was carrying one paper-paste bison after another. After throwing them six or seven meters away, the bison rolled on the ground a few times and turned around and ran away.
To be continued...