Chapter 88 Dragon Elephant Wisdom

The "dragon" is the tendons, the "elephant" is the bones, and the wisdom of the infinite Buddha Dharma is also the power of the "dragon-elephant Prajna". To, overwhelm the mountains and overwhelm the sea.

The opening chapter of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Supernatural Powers" translated by the Great Lama Living Buddha made Xin Han dazzled and longing for it.

Looking further down, he was surprised to find that this "Dragon Elephant Prajna Supernatural Ability" was not the same as the internal energy he had imagined. He had also seen the mental method Chen Jinnan gave Wei Xiaobao before, and what he practiced was the method of the movement of the meridians and true qi.

This "Dragon Elephant Prajna Supernatural Power" does not practice the eight meridians and twelve canons of the extraordinary meridian, and does not practice the three meridians and seven chakras of Tibetan Buddhism. What it cultivates is simple "muscles and bones".

The "Dragon Elephant Exercise" is divided into thirteen layers. In fact, it is thirteen groups of yoga-like movements. Each group of movements is equipped with static exercises for Qi training. Although Qi training is different, ordinary Qi training uses meridians as channels, and internal Qi Running it, and this exercise is actually directly using the muscles and bones as the bearing of the inner qi, and running the inner qi in the muscles and bones.

You can imagine the difficulty. I often hear about how difficult it is for someone to practice kung fu to open up the meridians, and how dangerous a certain acupuncture point is.

And this 'Dragon Elephant Kungfu' is a hundred times more difficult than the meridians, and after reading the whole article, Xin Han finally knows why there are so few people who practice this kung fu.

This thing is tasteless, other internal strength exercises can prolong life, but this internal strength only increases strength.

In fact, it is true qi running in the muscles and bones, constantly tempering the muscles and bones to increase strength and force value, has nothing to do with longevity, but it takes thousands of years to practice this skill to achieve great success.

Therefore, no one will choose to practice it except for lamas who have great perseverance and great perseverance to pursue the limit of force.

Presumably the founder of this technique must have had a shocking adventure in the past, so that he could create this technique and practice it successfully. It is almost impossible for future generations to practice it to perfection, unless they also get the same experience as the founder. There is only a glimmer of hope for some kind of adventure.

Xin Han hesitated a little, whether he should practice this thing or not, suddenly his eyes lit up, since this exercise does not cultivate meridians, can he also practice other internal skills while practicing it?

After thinking about it, it is really feasible.

Putting his mind to one side, he practiced first, anyway, since he has the Void Ring, the most important thing he needs is time, to see how powerful the thirteenth level of the 'Dragon Elephant Skill' is.

Immediately read the first movement again, and after the memory was accurate, he sat on the bed and assumed a posture of sitting in lotus position.

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At daybreak, a carriage left Beijing and drove westward. A young man sat cross-legged in the middle of the carriage. It was Xin Han who was out of Beijing for business today.

He originally planned to rush to Wutai Mountain in Shanxi, but he changed his mind after he obtained the "Dragon Elephant Skill". , you can practice without interruption.

Although he practiced slowly from yesterday to now, Xin Han has still gained something. His strength of strength can clearly control every bone and muscle in himself. He can clearly feel that as long as he practices, the bones and muscles will gradually strengthen, but This speed is really not flattering.

According to the original book, the first level of kung fu is very simple, even a fool, as long as he is taught, he can practice it in one or two years.

Xin Han can realize that he is definitely faster than what is said in the book, at least a few months, at most half a year can successfully practice the first level of kung fu, it seems that this is his practice of national art to stretch his muscles and bones, and his bones are willing to be stronger than others Good thing.

"My lord, it's getting late. There's an inn ahead, why don't you just stay here and leave tomorrow." A voice like a handlebar came from outside.

Xin Han, who was practicing, opened his eyes,

After stretching my muscles and bones, I opened the door curtain and looked out, and there was indeed a small shop on the side of the road.

"How far have we come?"

The handlebar said: "It's more than twenty miles out of Beijing."

Xin Han suddenly remembered that Wei Xiaobao was ambushed by the palace guards in this small shop after he left the capital, thinking that it would be better to have less than one more thing.

Then he shook his head: "Go ahead, if it's too dark to travel, you and I will spend the night in the car."

The handlebar style is: "Young master, when you hired me this car, you agreed that food and lodging will be yours. My leg was injured, and it is very uncomfortable when it is cloudy and rainy. I can't live in the wilderness. "

The handlebar cursed secretly in his heart: "You sleep in the car all day long, how can you understand my pain in the wind and sun."

Seeing that the handlebars were unwilling to go any further, Xin Han nodded after thinking about it: "Okay, as you said, let's rest here for the night."

The shop owner is a couple. Seeing a customer coming to greet them warmly, Xin Han ordered two stir-fried dishes for the car handle. He reasoned that he was not hungry, so he asked for two private rooms, one for the car handle, and went into the other by himself. One room to rest.

Seeing that Xin Han didn't eat, and didn't try to persuade Xin Han, the handlebar curled his lips and started eating on his own.

Xin Han was still practicing the 'Dragon Elephant Art' in the room until late at night when he suddenly heard a sound outside the window. When he raised his eyes, he saw the paper on the window lattice was pierced and a bamboo tube came in, and then smoke began to smoke.

Xin Han has already broken through his strength, seeing things in the dark is not difficult for him, he can see clearly at this moment, secretly sneered: "Did you get sweat medicine?"

He took out Chang Sheng's big gun and came to the window, and when the gun was combined, he pierced the window and jumped out.

A person outside the window was dressed in nocturnal attire, and was stabbed through by Xin Han's spear. With a howl, he was kicked out by Xin Han, and died tragically on the spot.

When he called out, two more people jumped out from the store, both holding steel knives, seeing the scene in the courtyard, they raised their knives and slashed at Xin Han.

Xin Han swept across with his long spear, and knocked the long spear flying with two sounds of 'Dang Dang', and then twisted the barrel of the gun and smashed it down by 'Splitting Huashan'.

Then Xin Han swept his legs and broke the man's legs. The man screamed in pain and fell down. It seemed that he was not dead.

The other person saw that he was about to jump into the room and escape. He just jumped in the air when he felt someone grabbed his ankle. Xin Han retracted his five fingers like a steel hook, and directly pulled the person down from the air, and slammed him on the ground. With a 'bang', the ground was smashed into a shallow pit, and immediately lost the ability to resist.

With a jump of his spear, Xin Han took off the man's face mask, revealing a thin face, and raised his brows: "This brother looks familiar, have you met him before, what kind of grudge do we have? How dare you lay such a poisonous hand on me?"

The man was also stubborn, snorted coldly and was about to say something cruel, but was shot through the thigh by Xin Han, and he opened his mouth to curse but turned into a miserable howl.

"If I remember correctly, that day in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, Your Excellency stood in front of the palace. Since you are also the imperial guard, who gave you the courage to assassinate the Shangguan!"

Seeing that he was seen through, the man said: "I am Oboi's dead soldier, killing you is naturally to avenge him."

Xin Han obviously didn't believe it and chuckled: "Why do all of Oboi's subordinates call him by his first name?"

The man was stunned for a moment, knowing that his lie had been exposed, he stopped talking and said: "If you want to kill, then kill."

Xin Han smiled and said, "I don't know if you are a member of the Dragon Cult, or a confidant of the Empress Dowager?"

The man's eyes were blank when he heard the Dragon Sect, and his eyes shrank when he heard the word 'Queen Dowager'. Xin Han knew that he was just the Queen Mother's confidant, so he mercilessly killed this person with one shot.

He took another shot at the person whose legs were broken by him before. After searching carefully, he found that no one else was in ambush. Instead, he saw that the shopkeeper, his wife and the handlebar had been killed.

Xin Han looked at the handlebar and shook his head: "I can't say I can't live in the store, but you want to live in it, so it's your bad luck."

After thinking about it, the identities of these three assassins are all from the palace, so it is not appropriate to alarm the local government. He took vegetable oil from the kitchen and poured it in the shop, and then lit a fire. Xin Han drove the cart to the west with the flame behind his back. go.

The next day, Xin Han put away his satin clothes without ostentation, and changed into a blue shirt, and took off the fake braids to reveal his original short hair, and walked forward while humming a little song in the carriage.

The carriage was walking on the official road with a creak, and suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes behind it, followed by someone shouting: "The driver, stop first, we have something to ask you."

Xin Han stopped the carriage, looked back, and saw more than a dozen horses galloping from the southeast, and rushed to the nearby place in a short while.

In front of him, a white-haired old man reined in the horse and looked Xin Han up and down, then shook his head involuntarily.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Xin Han smiled and showed his white teeth: "The boy is going to visit relatives in Shanxi."

"Oh, Shanxi?" The old man was taken aback for a moment and then asked, "What kind of relative wants to go so far away from Shanxi?"

Xin Han pretended to be a little embarrassed and said: "I'm going to pick up my daughter-in-law who hasn't married yet."

The old man laughed and asked again: "The younger brother is born handsome, and the daughter-in-law can't be wrong, but I think it's strange that you don't dress like a monk, a Taoist or a layman."

Xin Han knew that he was asking about his own hair, so he said: "A month ago when I was lighting a fire at home, my younger brother was mischievous and accidentally picked up my hair, so I simply shaved it and re-grow it."

Xin Han then pretended to be impatient: "I said, old man, what is the matter with you, I'm still busy on my way."

The old man chuckled: "I don't know if my little brother passed a small shop when he was on his way?"

Xin Han wanted to say no, but thought that the road was sparsely populated, and he knew the ruts at a glance, but it was hard to hide it, so he just said: "I passed by, and I bought some food."

The old man had indeed driven all the way here, and this was the only rut on the road, so he couldn't help being suspicious. Seeing that Xin Han answered fluently and didn't look like he had practiced martial arts, he became suspicious.

"There is one more thing to trouble brother, I don't know if you have seen the person in this painting." He took out a cloth brocade and unfolded it for Xin Han to look at.

Xin Han recognized him in the painting at a glance, but these days the portrait is distorted, only two or three points like himself, and he has changed his hair style, no one who sees this painting will not be able to recognize himself.

"How is it? Have you seen it?" A man next to the old man couldn't help asking loudly seeing that Xin Han had been silent for a long time.

Xin Han pretended to be taken aback and said: "One hour ago, Mr. Wei passed by on a tall horse, but he only had a five-point resemblance to the painting, so I can't confirm it."

The old man turned his head and looked at his subordinates. It seemed that he had found the right way. That man was walking this way.

The old man turned around and asked, "Where did that person go?"

Xin Han pointed forward, and the old man and the others stopped their horses and hurried away, but they didn't see the little brother who he thought was driving the carriage with a smug smile at this moment: "Hurry up, silly bird, you'd better run all the way." To Shanxi, you will be exhausted."

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