He Mu, who could barely read, shook his head blankly. "I don't know."
Mengqi held the book in his left hand and the wine pot in his right hand. He poured himself a cup, took a sip, and swallowed it slowly. Then he said, "There are many controversies about this sentence. Some great Confucian scholars pointed to the combination of Yin Qi, Yang Qi, and Heaven Qi. Yin can create things, Yang can create things, and Heaven can nurture things. When the three Qis combine, all things will be born. Some great Confucian scholars read ancient books and gave another explanation. The combination of Yin and Yang creates the universe and evolves all things. Therefore, the poem asks who is the original body and who is the evolution."
He Mu was confused like a duck listening to thunder. He only felt that Mr. Su's words were like the Bible. He could only murmur, "Mr. Su, how do you explain it?"
"Tai Chi is the state of chaos. Its movement is Yang, and its stillness is Yin. Movement and stillness are the root of each other, and so are Yang and Yin. Therefore, if you ask who is the original body and who is the evolution, it changes according to the situation!" Mengqi did not directly explain the poem, but tried to answer this question.
He Mu became more and more confused. He felt that his brain was not enough to understand what Mr. Su was saying, so he could only answer with "hmm".
After answering, Mengqi smiled leisurely. "This is the truth of heaven and earth. It can naturally be reflected in the movements of Kung Fu. After a move, the moves contain Yin and Yang, and they change according to the situation and the enemy. When they touch each other, it can be Yin or Yang, and it is difficult to distinguish."
This was a high truth that Mengqi understood from "Heaven's Questioning". However, it was abstract after all. Although many people understood it, it was very difficult to reflect it on the movements of Kung Fu and the details. He could only try to figure it out slowly. It would be best if there was a similar Kung Fu for Mengqi to refer to, so that he could quickly understand the essence of this kind of Kung Fu. It could be used in bladesmanship, sword art, or even the essence of all Kung Fu.
Now that he thought about it, Kid Yao's Yin and Yang swords were somewhat similar. In the future, if he really walked the path of Sword and Saber Ambidexterity, this would also be one of the general principles.
When it came to the movements of Kung Fu, He Mu finally understood a little. He whispered, "Some movements contain both Yin and Yang."
"It's not the same." Mengqi shook his head and smiled. "The important thing is which is which."
"I don't understand …" He Mu looked at Mengqi eagerly, "Mr. Su, is there an answer in the poem?"
Mengqi smiled and said, "No, the whole book is about questions, expounding on the questions that living beings have about the world and nature. It may not be profound in itself, but if anyone can answer these questions one by one, then they will really touch the truth of the world. Moreover, different experts will have different answers to the same question, and different solutions will lead to different paths."
"Oh." "I still don't understand …" He Mu increasingly felt that Mr. Su was a profound person. Then he remembered the purpose of his visit and hurriedly said, "Mr. Su, today I …"
"Let me finish." Mengqi pressed his right hand down and put down the wine cup. He continued to recite "Heaven's Questions".
"The circle has nine layers, who can pass through it?"
…
"At the end of the Nine Heavens, I will settle down?"
…
"The sun and moon are at peace, and the stars are at peace?"
…
In the empty and cold yard, the sound of reading was light and clear, as if it was asking about the Heaven and the Earth.
The plum tree was old and red, the fire in the stove was like a seedling, and the fragrance of wine was overflowing.
Although He Mu couldn't understand the simple words of the poem, he felt that his mind was gradually calming down. His previous joy, anxiety, and anxiety seemed to slowly disappear with the sound of reading, and his mind was cleansed.
With the worries gone, He Mu forgot about the pressure and worries, and only felt safe and happy.
"Did you win today?" Suddenly, he was "awakened" by Mr. Su's warm voice.
"Yes." He Mu looked at Mr. Su's face. Although Mr. Su was only four or five years older than him, and he looked like an elder brother, he was mature and well-spoken. After getting along with him for a long time, he would really regard him as a well-read teacher.
"The first time we fought …" He Mu told the details of the fight, and then he said, "Thanks to your guidance, Mr. Su, the Club Principal allowed me to participate in the Martial Club Competition."
He eagerly waited to ask for advice again.
"Martial Club Competition?" Mengqi held the "Heaven's Inquiry" book in his hand, and asked instead of answering.
He Mu knew that Mr. Su was a scholar who concentrated on reading, so he explained, "Yedu is full of Martial Arts, but the Wang family is powerful, and the other sects and aristocratic families are few. Many people who are interested in Martial Arts don't have the opportunity to practice. Later, the disciples of the sects and aristocratic families opened Martial Clubs. They only accept cultivators, and don't occupy land or mines, to teach ordinary people like us, so we have the opportunity to improve."
"If we build a good foundation, it's possible to go to the sects to be apprenticed to a master, or to participate in the Military Selection."
"The Martial Club Competition has been going on for a hundred years. There are many Martial Clubs in Yedu, and there are many secret competitions. Later, the Sun-scorching Martial Club and the other eight Martial Clubs proposed to hold a Martial Club Competition every three years, and each club will send outstanding disciples to participate to determine the ranking. Because of its great influence and wide range, the Wang family from Zhou County, the Huanhua Swords Sect, the Huang family from Yedu, the Tide Sect, and the Sunset Magic Sword Sect will all send people to watch. They will choose outstanding people to become disciples of their sects, or join aristocratic families to practice, and become visiting officials in the future."
He was young and illiterate, so he should have stuttered when explaining such a complicated matter. However, it seemed that Club Principal He often told them about the meaning of the Martial Club Competition, so he spoke with assurance and composure without any hesitation.
"The Wang family from Zhou County, the Huanhua Swords Sect …" Mengqi repeated in a low voice. In the past six months, except for Qi Zhengyan who often came to practice with him, and occasionally looked at the Ranking List of Young Masters and the List of Heroes from Zhou County, he was almost out of touch with Jianghu. Now that he heard familiar names again, he felt a little emotional.
After drinking a cup of wine, Mengqi looked at He Mu with a smile and said, "So you are worried that the stories you tell in the Martial Club Competition will be too simple?"
"Yes," He Mu said shyly. This was exactly why he came here.
Mengqi stood up and paced in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He said with a smile, "Indeed, your current story is too simple. There are only the beginning and the end. The other party is not a member of your Martial Club, so it is not easy for them to be affected by this story. Hehe, your response in the second competition was actually good. You know how to use your brain. You are a promising child."
Being praised by Mr. Su, He Mu could not help but smile. This was his proud work.
Mengqi turned to look at him and said, "So, you have to prepare a more complicated and delicate story to make them addicted and fall into the trap."
"Mr. Su, how should I prepare?" He Mu subconsciously held his breath and looked forward to his advice.
Mengqi thought for a while and said, "Using swordsmanship to tell a story is very interactive. After you tell a paragraph, you have to predict the other party's reaction, or in other words, you have to predict the possible responses of the other party in advance. Then, you have to prepare different plots to make the other party fall into your preset story trap unconsciously."
"For example, after using the 'Sails in the Vast Sea', the other party may directly attack the lower abdomen, or he may attack from a high position, or … if you want to respond in time, you have to hold back your previous moves …"
"Of course, the right way is to make the other party follow your story and make only a few choices. But you can't do that now …"
Mengqi used the "Tide-listening Swordsmanship" to "make up" a "story" that was neither long nor short. Every interaction corresponded to a plot. Although it was complicated, it was still within He Mu's understanding. After all, it was the swordsmanship that he learned daily, but he could not remember it well.
He clenched his teeth and forced himself to memorize it, so that he could go back and repeat every part of the story and explain every trap.
"Do you remember it?" After making up the story, Mengqi looked at He Mu with a smile.
He Mu nodded hard, "Yes!"
Then, he asked confusedly, "Why did you make up the story like this? Why did the other party respond in this way? "
"Good question. You're worth teaching!" Mengqi laughed. This was the real core essence. "But it's useless for you to know it now."
He Mu did not pester him. He said more confidently, "Mr. Su, I'll leave first."
"Go back. Don't be nervous." Mengqi patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Use your sword and tell them a good story."
After He Mu left, the door was closed. Qi Zhengyan walked out of the room and said thoughtfully, "Why did you teach him the theory of swordsmanship?"
After listening to Mengqi's narration, even he understood a lot and had a new feeling about the various swordsmanship of the past.
Mengqi said with a smile, "A superficial reason and a real reason. Senior Brother Qi, which one do you want to hear?"
"A superficial reason …" Qi Zhengyan had been fooled many times, so he decided to do the opposite.
"I'm pondering and practicing the layout of the Bright Sword. I'm trying to make it complicated from simple to complicated. Therefore, I borrowed He Mu's hand to make up a story and share it with my opponents who have never seen or seen their moves. It's like setting up a chess game in advance and inviting people into it at will." Mengqi said seriously.
Qi Zhengyan nodded slightly. This was a good reason. If he was not more inclined to the Book of the Chaos, he might have given it a try.
He took a breath and said, "Is this a superficial reason?"
This should be a real reason!
Mengqi smiled and said, "There are only four words for the real reason."
"Hmm?" Qi Zhengyan's curiosity was aroused.
Mengqi put his hands behind his back and said, "I'm free and capricious."
A gust of cold wind blew, and a plum blossom fell to the ground and turned into ice crystals. Qi Zhengyan's face twitched and he slowly loosened his clenched fists. "I've exchanged all your gems for banknotes."
Considering his own channels and the need to concentrate on practicing, Mengqi asked Qi Zhengyan to help him exchange the gems he got from the horse bandits for banknotes. In this way, he could buy the Refined Weapons and Long Swords without attracting attention.
Qi Zhengyan had many "superiors" in Yedu, so he didn't dare to make too much noise. It took him half a year to slowly exchange all the gems for banknotes, which totaled 12,700 taels of silver.
"Langya Money House, hey, little foodie …" Mengqi saw the banknotes and murmured with a smile.
Qi Zhengyan thought for a while and said, "The Martial Club Competition is very important. If you want to continue hiding and not be noticed by Jianghu, you'd better stop."
"Yes, I know." Mengqi nodded seriously and began to think about buying the Refined Weapons and Long Swords.
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