Chapter 231 Have You Really Forgotten Everything?

Chopping down mountains and destroying temples.

This is the real chopping down of mountains and destroying temples!

Directly cut off the Taoist tradition and inheritance, this is the Taoist sect, revenge will never wait overnight.

After catching their breath, they crossed the sea directly, without any delay. The Magic Institute was originally just a small transparent, and was squeezed out to Iwo Jima.

They could not recruit many students.

When the inheritance of Shintoism and Onmyoji was destroyed, the Magic Institute rose up and became trembling, and also tampered with the history of magic about itself.

They said that they had a long history, and that there were often no students before because the students were day students and so on.

The father and son strolled in the square. This time when they passed by the nameless graves, they looked at all kinds of broken weapons and suddenly had a new feeling.

"Dad, does our Taoist sect not participate in the disputes in the secular world?"

Zhang Xiao was suddenly very curious about this question. If they confronted head-on, it was not certain who would win in the era of cold weapons.

"Don't participate. The secular world is a big melting pot. You can travel in the world, but if you participate, there will be no good results.

It's not that no one has tried in ancient times, such as Zhang Jue, who was dragged down.

Even if he has amazing cultivation, how much talisman water can he make? How many people can he save?"

Zhang Chengdao sighed: "Zhang Jue brought the people's grievances of the world and opened the prelude to the world of great contention. I don't know whether it is right or wrong.

Because if there is no Zhang Jue, no one knows the future direction."

It's true to say that if there is no Zhang Jue, will there be the Three Kingdoms? Can those people who have left their names in history still be as dazzling as before?

But this leads to a new question-is it the times that make heroes, or heroes that make the times.

"Zhang Jue did not succeed, and all those who tried to use Taoism to participate in changing certain things later also failed.

On the contrary, it is feasible to accept disciples to teach skills and let them stir up the wind and clouds."

Zhang Chengdao said in the most plain tone that things in history that would set off huge waves if they were revealed.

"Moreover, whenever there is a turbulent time, [the Heavenly Court] is unstable, and it is the time when evil spirits are rampant. The Taoist sect is already stretched to the limit just to suppress the weirdness, so how can it have time to do anything else.

If the world is always peaceful, how good it would be."

The father and son fell into silence again, and the vague sadness seemed to linger around them.

When they went down the mountain, Zhang Xiao counted silently in his heart every time he walked a level.

Seventeen thousand and twenty-four levels, seventeen thousand and twenty-four Taoist ancestors died in one battle.

I will never forget this string of numbers.

Zhang Xiao thought silently.

On Mount Wudang, Zhou Chuzhi stroked his beard and looked at Nawei with satisfaction.

Zhou Chuzhi was still very satisfied with this child. Zhang Cunyi, the old donkey, finally did not cheat him.

It's a pity that he is a foreigner. If he was a Chinese.

Zhou Chuzhi suddenly frowned and thought with hatred, if Zhang Cunyi was a Chinese, would he still leave the old donkey to him?

Even if he is not on the Immortal Ascension List, cannot inherit the family lineage, and cannot receive the true teachings, who would be worried about keeping such a child?

"Neville, since you are already a registered disciple." Zhou Chuzhi sighed with regret, but still asked with a smile:

"What do you want to learn? Or what do you want to do after you have the power?"

Neville's round face still had that simple and honest expression.

But his originally dull eyes became much more lively, and occasionally a glimmer of hidden wisdom flashed.

"Silk Father" Neville said in a stuttering voice in Chinese with a heavy accent: "Think about learning the kongfu of a guarantor!"

The skill of protecting people?

Zhou Chuzhi nodded with satisfaction and thought for a while:

"Master has a set of boxing techniques here, called Tai Chi, which can be used for both attack and defense, but if you focus on defense, it is most suitable. Are you willing?"

Nawei nodded heavily:

"Yes, I am willing!"

"Okay!"

Zhou Chuzhi exerted force on his toes, and the whole person seemed to lose weight, and lightly jumped back a few feet.

Then he lowered his hands, with the back of his hands facing outward, his fingers slightly relaxed, his feet apart and parallel, and then slowly raised his arms to his chest.

He half-circled his left arm, and the palms of his hands turned to form Yin palms. His right palm turned over to form Yang palms, and he said, "This is the starting posture of Tai Chi."

He then said slowly, "Tai Chi advocates using softness to overcome hardness, that is, under the opponent's strong attack, adopt a soft way to adapt to the opponent's attack, use the opponent's force to make the opponent's force disappear into thin air."

He performed one move after another, calling out the names of the moves:

Lan Que Wei, Single Whip, Lifting Hands Upwards, White Crane Spreads Wings, Hugging Knees and Gou Bu, Hands Waving Pipa, Step Forward to Ban Lan Chui, Like a Seal, Cross Hands, Embracing the Tiger and Returning to the Mountain.

Zhou Chuzhi's movements were slow and elegant, and each movement contained the changes of Yin and Yang, and was subtle and mysterious.

"The essence of Tai Chi lies in the mutual generation of Yin and Yang, the combination of virtuality and reality, the transformation of potential into virtuality, the unity of intention and spirit, and the tranquility of the mind!"

Neville watched his movements intently.

After the demonstration, Zhou Chuzhi asked Neville, "How much do you remember?"

Neville replied naively, "I still remember most of it."

Zhou Chuzhi was silent for a while, then asked, "What about now?"

Neville replied, "I still remember a little bit."

Zhou Chuzhi was silent for a while again, then asked, "How much do you remember now?"

Neville scratched his head, looking a little distressed, and said, "I forgot everything."

Zhou Chuzhi laughed, clapped his hands and said, "Good, good, good! You are indeed a wise and foolish unpolished jade, the essence of Tai Chi is just like this!

Come on! Perform it for me to see!"

Neville stared at Zhou Chuzhi with his eyes wide open.

The smile on Zhou Chuzhi's face gradually disappeared, and his body leaned forward.

He looked at him with an extremely complicated look and asked tremblingly:

"Have you really forgotten everything?"

Neville nodded very sincerely;

"I still remember a little, but later, Sifu, you kept asking, and I forgot everything."

Zhou Chuzhi pulled his beard, turned around a few times, and suddenly stomped his feet and shouted:

"Gu Ying! Gu Ying!

Are you hiding somewhere to sleep again?"

After a while, a somewhat lazy voice came from the roof of the hall, and yawned:

"Master. This sleep, the apprentice has gained a little when he was comprehending the way of tranquility and inaction, but he didn't slack off!"

After that, a thin and tall young man jumped down from the roof.

His hair was casually tied on his head, and his skin was obviously a little dark because he often did outdoor activities.

With a high nose bridge, he looks quite free and easy.

Gu Ying scratched his head: "Master, why are you angry again? Peace and inaction, peace and inaction!"

Zhou Chuzhi snorted twice and flicked his sleeves: "I'll leave Nawei to you. I don't care about anything else. You have to teach me Tai Chi!"

After his back passed through the gate and disappeared.

Gu Ying narrowed his eyes: "Brother Na, are you interested in sleeping?"

Nawei: "What?"

At the same time, the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain finally ushered in an unprecedented ordination ceremony.

Only one person's ordination ceremony.

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The Eastern Volume will be almost finished tomorrow, and I don't have to worry about 404. The most important thing in the previous chapter was deleted. I am also helpless. The editor said there is no way. If I don't delete it, the whole book will be gone.

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