Chapter 193 Thirteen Black Robes Kapok

"There are two key points in the 'pull' of the Eighteen Skills of Rope Throwing. One is the roundness and strength, and the other is the final blow when the end of the rope is thrown out."

"As for what the harmonious strength is, it is actually the rhythm of the interaction between us and the antlers."

The big strong brother gestured back and forth with his hands on the furnace on his chest and the antlers on his head. Obviously, he was not good at teaching.

He talked a lot incoherently, and finally looked at Lin An helplessly, "That's it anyway, I guess you still have to wait until you have a furnace to experience that feeling."

Lin An nodded, "I understand."

"You understand?"

Yes, Lin An did understand that according to his own theory, body, mind, and spirit together constitute a human being.

The cultivation of the melting pot is the game and communication between the soul and the spirit.

The condensation of the ‘antlers’ at the core of the furnace is the ‘encapsulation’ of spirituality.

And now the skills based on the breathing furnace that Brother Da Zhuang is talking about are actually a kind of game and communication between body and spirit.

This is an angle that Lin An has never considered.

Body and Spirit…

When he was looking for the power of wizards before, he was more exploring the relationship between 'mind and spirituality'.

Perhaps this is the biggest difference between wizards and witch-hunting knights.

But it was this kind of teaching that seemed to allow Lin An to glimpse the possibility of the coexistence of the 'Melting Core' and the 'Melting Will'.

There should even be some kind of interaction between the two!

"I've said it like this, and you still understand?" Brother Da Zhuang said he couldn't understand. Could it be that he was really that good at teaching? Just didn't find it yourself?

Body, mind, and spirit, there is also a certain cultivation method involved among the three. Lin An vaguely remembered that he had learned it before!

But what exactly it was, I didn’t remember for a while.

"Then let me continue talking." Brother Da Zhuang was obviously encouraged, "The second skill is to channel this power and vent it."

He patted the big stone half a man's height beside him, pressed his thumb against it with his index finger, and flicked it gently.

Snap~

There was a crisp sound, and the huge stone instantly cracked along the place where the fingers struck.

"It's also cathartic. The antlers transfer power to the furnace, and then to our limbs, and are finally released. It's heavy and powerful, but its power is relatively scattered."

"But if the body feeds back the strength of the antlers, it becomes brittle and sharp, and its power is more concentrated."

"But that doesn't mean there are only these two."

Brother Da Zhuang stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of his head, traced a curve to his chest, and then circled it up. "It is a complete circle. The different angles of power we vent, it contains different degrees."

"Hey, once you learn this in the future, you can try to guide forces of different natures from multiple angles at the same time."

"Let these forces cooperate with each other, and even build a cycle on the rope, then its changes will be more diverse."

"This is catharsis, catharsis, directing the power of the furnace to come out."

As Lin An listened, he felt that what Brother Da Zhuang was talking about was a bit like the 'skinning technique' he had learned from Professor Cao.

Although their manifestations are completely different, they are all an interaction between body and spirit.

It can even be said that Brother Da Zhuang’s harmonious strength is a further complement to the skinning technique.

Lin An listened, lowered his head, picked up a fist-sized stone, and tried to pinch it with his thumb and index finger.

Feeling the power of the furnace in my body, I tried to use it to balance the power between body and spirit, and applied a little force.

Click~

Cracks appeared in the stone.

"Hey, that's right, you're awesome, you actually understand after listening to it." Brother Da Zhuang gave a thumbs up, looked at it, but his eyes suddenly widened, "I'm Cao!"

I saw countless thin cracks on the left side of the stone, but a straight crack appeared on the right side, as if it had been cut with a high-pressure water jet.

"Two forces?"

Brother Da Zhuang blinked, "How the hell did you do that?"

Lin An looked at the stone in surprise, "As for the 'peeling technique' taught by Professor Cao, it is a method of disrupting the rhythm of the furnace practice to adapt to the wizard's practice of the furnace. After comparing the two items, I figured it out."

Brother Da Zhuang's face instantly dropped, "Damn, so it's all Lao Cao's credit?"

Lin An quickly apologized and said, "What the hell, if it weren't for your teaching, I wouldn't have understood this."

Brother Da Zhuang's face improved a little now, he muttered something silently, and continued to teach.

"After learning these two key points, let's try to make the whip show the characteristics of the internal power flow outside the body."

"Understand, how the whip moves is not because of how we throw it. But its movement is a reflection of the power running in our body."

The last step almost comes naturally.

Following Brother Da Zhuang's instructions, Lin An quickly threw the rope into the air, or in other words, the power of the furnace became more rhythmic.

"Uncle, why do I feel a unique rhythm..."

Lin An gestured to the location of the furnace on his chest.

"Nonsense, it's the harmony of strength. Do you think that's the strength of the rope? Shit, that's the rhythm of the furnace balancing the strength between you and the antlers, understand? Harmony with nature, accumulating strength."

Although Brother Da Zhuang is not very good at explaining his theories, he has understood many things to an extremely deep level.

"How can something like rhythm be stored and registered? Some people draw pictures, some people sing, recite mantras, and write scriptures. Hey, I melted it into a certain whipping technique. After learning this, I can practice it and use it in combat. How awesome.”

"Yes, uncle, this method is awesome!"

"Hahahaha~~~"

Brother Da Zhuang waved his hand very loudly, "The physical strength is just like that. This kind of attack method that acts on the body is just like the skills you use in games. How can I put it..."

"The power of rules!" Lin An said quickly.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Hey, if you learn this skill well, you've already mastered it. You can actually use it against ordinary witch-hunting knights and wizards."

"The stone is cracked, and the body is just flesh and blood. But whether it is the protective power blessed by the furnace or the defensive power of witchcraft, we need to accumulate more experience to find the appropriate method of exerting force."

"For different goals, there must be corresponding changes when performing it. The beauty of application lies in one mind."

"There's nothing to say about this. If we fight a few more times, we'll understand."

"You have become proficient in this drawing technique and mastered the mellow strength of the furnace. I will teach you the further "Tang" technique when the time comes."

The night is long and there are too many people in this city who have no intention of sleeping.

Looking at the five-story building opposite, you can see a sister carefully teaching her younger brother in front of the bright window sill.

In another small pink room decorated with faint lights in the starry sky, the ribbon wizard was holding a "Children's Bedtime Story" and softly telling it to his daughter who was lying on the quilt holding a little bear.

The street outside the window gradually became quiet, and the sound of motorcycles speeding by became more and more harsh.

Brother Da Zhuang opened another bottle of beer, took out a bunch of soft roasted cucumbers from the insulator, and gnawed on them with a somewhat unpleasant taste.

The strong wind roared, and the fine sand was rolled up. It was resisted by his aura and kept away from his skewers, but when he was distracted, it quietly pounced on it again.

"Bah, bah, bah~"

So Brother Da Zhuang started spitting out the sand in his mouth again.

Lin An silently waved his whip, constantly making dull or sharp explosions in the air around him.

Tireless.

In fact, doing such a thing does not require any perseverance or perseverance. Everything is just that he is willing to do such a thing.

Every stroke of the whip has its own pleasure.

Communication between spirit and body?

Lin An finally thought of where he had come into contact with before - the 'flexion technique' taught to him by Chen Shuyun.

Sort out emotions, regulate the five emotional wildfires corresponding to the five internal organs system, and refine them into the body's flexibility, endurance, explosive power, etc.

Emotions are the beginning of human spirituality.

Interestingly, this sorting process is mind-driven.

The mind dominates the balance, game, communication and so on between the spirit and the body. Isn't this the game method described by Professor Cao? Isn't this the original intention of Brother Da Zhuang's theory of harmony and strength?

Lin An waved the whip, feeling the subtle changes brought about by each whip, and was deeply fascinated by it.

In the past, he resisted the supernatural world because he hated fighting and was afraid of death.

But it does not resist extraordinary power.

In particular, Lujiao's unique spirit of continuing research deeply infected him, allowing him to find joy in every practice.

And this kind of fun comes from the soul.

See, mind, spirit, body, the relationship between them is so close.

Brother Da Zhuang didn't notice that the sound of Lin An's whips was increasingly connected into a song, stimulating his inner emotions with a unique rhythm.

But these emotions, under the guidance of the soul, turn into the power to change the body.

There is hesitation and ambition.

At this moment, Brother Da Zhuang suddenly stood up, threw away the beer bottles and skewers, pulled out a huge hammer from the glasses warehouse, and looked downstairs at the building.

He sneered, "After waiting for a long time, I finally waited."

Lin An was stunned, walked over, lowered his head and glanced downstairs, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything.

So the innate witchcraft "Wandering Eyes" was quietly activated, observing every corner in an all-round way.

Suddenly, figures appeared in sight.

Those people, all wearing black wizard robes, were either in stalled cars on the roadside, on the balconies of nearby buildings, or standing in the shadows of the roadside...

Under the wide hood, everyone wears a mask with a 'kapok' pattern on their face.

Counting carefully, there are as many as thirteen!

The building that vaguely surrounded the 'Wizard's Asylum'.

Lin An frowned deeply. Is Lao Liu's target the siblings? If so, why did Feng Xin just send a wizard who didn't look that powerful when he was arresting him?