Zhong Cheng wondered, is Lao Wang serious? The key is, what kind of scripture does he want to read?
"Have you understood all the secrets from yesterday?" he asked in a low voice.
"Of course, such a big book contains so few 'true scriptures'. You still say that you have a rich collection of books." Wang Xuan said.
Zhong Cheng felt that he had some hidden meaning in his words, but ignored it and said, "Anyway, I have read part of the scriptures. Tell me the tricks of practicing the old arts. I really want to enter this field. My family has the unique skills of the ancestral temples of various sects, and even the golden bamboo slips related to the same level of immortals. I have guarded a treasure mountain in vain, but I can't practice it!"
Ordinary people would not dare to disclose it, as they would be worried about being insecure if they kept it secret. However, the super tycoon Zhong family did not care, and the outside world had long known that their family had a rich collection of books.
In this era, black technologies emerge in an endless stream, super battleships are extremely powerful, and technological civilization has long entered the deep space. The old technical books of the past are nothing more than relics to enrich the bookshelves in the hands of the chaebols.
Wang Xuan lamented that he pieced the scriptures together here and there and still felt that they were not enough for the future.
After reaching that level, Old Chen was even more amazed, thinking that extraordinary scriptures were too rare. This time he wanted to deepen cooperation with relevant departments and also wanted to borrow scriptures for study.
Wang Xuan glanced at him. He knew that Zhong Cheng was not as innocent as he looked. He was obviously trying to seduce him, showing off the brilliance of Zhong family scriptures to whet his appetite.
He said calmly, "Practicing the old art requires concentration. You need to deeply understand the background of a scripture, try to figure out its essence from the source, and put yourself into the mindset of the creator of the scripture. If you practice like this, you will eventually gain something."
Zhong Cheng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "You have made rapid progress, is this the only secret?"
Wang Xuan added: "There is no quick way to master the old art in this world, and no secret that can lead you to immortality in one step. You need to calm down, immerse yourself in a scripture, and think about everything about it. Let's take the Snake and Crane Eight Free Hands as an example. Have you practiced it?"
"I have practiced, but I have been practicing for several years and the effect is not as good as your first few days of practice." Zhong Cheng sighed.
"Let's start by analyzing the Snake-Crane Eight-Handed Strategy." Wang Xuan felt that after reading other people's scriptures, he should also help analyze them and do some counter-fishing at the same time.
Zhong Cheng became serious. He wanted to master the secret chapters at home, not just talk. He had read many books in his family's collection and yearned for the legends of the immortals. He hoped that one day he could soar into the sky with a sword and block the warship with his body.
The Zhong family has various mysterious scriptures, some of which may even have been left by immortals, but he is unable to practice them, which is quite a pity.
It can be said that he is an outlier among the descendants of chaebols. While many young people are craving for the latest warships, he is hoping to ascend to heaven.
But what made him most sad was that he had been studying old skills and practicing new skills for many years, but he was still unable to beat his sister!
"You have to know that the background at that time was that Lao Zhang was famous all over the world..." Wang Xuan said.
Zhong Cheng interrupted him cautiously and asked earnestly, "Who is Lao Zhang?"
"Zhang Daoling!" Wang Xuan glanced at him. This kid is so uneducated that he doesn't even know this?
Zhong Cheng swallowed his saliva and sighed in his heart, it was indeed a matter of perspective. He just called the man in front of him Lao Wang in his heart, but the other party very naturally called the founder of a religion Lao Zhang. This... he was somewhat convinced!
"After Zhang's meritorious service to nature, he retired to Heming Mountain and saw a dragon and a crane fighting to the death in the clouds. This was the background of the time. Therefore, when we practice this scripture, we must first have Zhang's potential belief in invincibility, and also have his detached mentality after retirement. Secondly, the dragon and the crane are fighting to the death, and the fierce murderous spirit will rise to the sky. Even if they perish, they will fight to defeat their opponents. Therefore, when we practice this kind of physical skills, we must also have a brave heart, a fearless spirit, and cultivate boundless murderous spirit. This outlines the atmosphere of the time. If we immerse ourselves in it and practice this scripture, we will naturally achieve something."
Zhong Cheng was stunned as he listened. He felt that it made a lot of sense, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Brother Wang, please be more specific." He looked eager.
"People like Lao Zhang must be detached from the world, so when practicing Snake Crane Eight San Shou, you must push forward with an empty and clear attitude, with confidence engraved in your bones, hidden but not revealed. The invincible mentality is instinctive, but also implicit. The body is full of power, but it is not released. It looks ethereal from the outside, but in fact, the boundless secret power is running in the body, and it has already surged to the extreme, just waiting to break out! You must have his style and charm of a retired strong man. Until the moment of killing the enemy, all parts of the body will resonate violently, erupting with that tragic murderous spirit, and quickly kill the enemy. Finally, when the exercise is over, everything returns to tranquility, inaction and nature."
Wang Xuan had a calm expression on his face. He spoke calmly and taught on the spot, demonstrating the Eight-fold Hand Technique with the clear consciousness of a master. It was not until the moment he attacked a multi-ton ornamental stone in the funeral home that he erupted with a terrible murderous aura, and finally ended the skill peacefully.
Zhong Cheng was stunned by the fright, touching the broken stones on the ground. He felt that Lao Wang was unfathomable and what he said made sense. He was worthy of being the youngest master of this era!
"Brother Wang, what you said opened up a new world for me in the field of traditional arts. It turns out that we should not only practice according to the scriptures, but also refer to the background atmosphere of the times, as well as the mentality of all parties. You said it very well!"
Zhong Cheng's eyes were burning, and his face showed a brilliant glow as if he had realized the truth. He said, "Brother Wang, today you have impressed me from the bottom of my heart. Now it seems that it makes sense that you can become a master in your early twenties."
Wang Xuan secretly complained: Young man wants to hook Patriarch Wang? You are still young, I just give you some experience and then hook you back.
"Brother Wang, do you still want to read the same scripture as yesterday?" Zhong Cheng asked in a low voice.
"Yes, I think that scripture is good and very much to my liking." Wang Xuan nodded. He really wanted to read Chen Tuan's complete scripture.
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