After reciting the Three Corpse Art, my master explained to me what the "Three Corpse" is. The so-called Three Corpse is the three Corpse Gods mentioned in Taoism. In Taoism, the human body has three dantians, middle and lower dantians, and there is one god in each of these three dantians. However, what these three gods represent is a taboo for people in Taoism.

The upper corpse owner Hua decorates, the middle corpse owner tastes, the lower corpse owner Yin (public word) desire, the three corpse gods are the deification of three different desires in human nature.

He also said that the purpose of the Three Corpse Art is to kill the Three Corpse and consolidate the original mind.

After listening to my master’s explanation of the Three Corpse, I… I don’t remember the content of the Three Corpse Art.

Until I got off the bus, my master didn't ask me if I remembered it. I didn't seem to take this seriously, so I didn't take the Three Corpse Art even more.

The next day when I got home from school, I saw my master sitting in our living room, holding an old book and reading it very seriously.

At that time, my master was still the kind and gentle old Chaitou in my heart. When I saw him, I was happy from the bottom of my heart.

But when the master looked up at me, his eyes were so serious that I was unexpectedly. He looked at me for a while and said something even more unexpected to me: "Remember the Three Corpse Art."

I thought I had heard it wrong: "Ah?"

The master said again in a very high voice: "Remember the Three Corpse Art!"

I was stunned at that time, Three Corpse Art? I don’t remember a word! At first I thought it was the master who was joking with me, but when I looked at him, I was extremely serious, and it seemed to have a strong power, which made me dare not look at his eyes at all.

This power is exactly the same as the power that the master exuded when he dealt with the flying zombie last time.

I couldn't help swallowing and said honestly: "I...I forgot."

As soon as he said that, my master suddenly narrowed his eyes. His eyelids never moved when he looked at people, but this time he narrowed his eyes and felt that his eyes were like lightning, which suddenly shook my heart, causing my little heart to tremble.

I never dreamed that my master had such a terrible side, and my master didn't say a harsh word from beginning to end, just gave me two glances, and I was stunned by him.

To be honest, I was afraid that my master would suddenly stand up. If he really stood up, I would definitely be able to kneel down to him in an instant.

But my master didn't stand up after all. He threw the old book in front of me and said without any expression: "Copy it, copy the Three Corpse Method five times."

This book is a handwritten copy of the Three Corpse Art. When I saw the cover that said "Three Corpse Art" was written on it, I also measured the thickness of the book and felt a numbness in my scalp.

Ten times, this book has at least dozens of pages! But how do I remember that when Master recited the Three Corpse Art before, it was not so long?

But I didn't dare to disobey my master, so I could only go back to my bedroom with my book obediently, put the homework aside that day, and honestly copied the Three Corpse Art.

Fortunately, the Three Corpse Art itself is very short, and the full text is punctuated only 516 words. Although the book is thick, the Three Corpse Art article only takes up one or two pages of paper. The rest are all annotations of these more than 500 words. I saw some examples related to "killing the Three Corpse Art".

But even if the Three Corpse Art is only more than 500 words, and after copying it five times, there are still two thousand five or six hundred words. For me at that time, it would take a long time to finish these five thousand words.

And that night, the master got my homework sheet from somewhere. After copying the Three Corpse Art, I finished my homework under the Master's gaze. After that, the master also helped me check my homework and preview my tomorrow's homework.

After the trouble was over, it was already two or three in the morning.

That night, I felt that studying was a very tiring thing for the first time. I didn’t like studying before just because I was tempted to play, but from this day on, I could be said to be disgusted with studying.

But the more I hate it, the stricter my Master’s requirements for me, and my academic performance began to improve by leaps and bounds like I had wings. Now thinking about it, this is really an incredible thing.

In fact, academic studies are still secondary. The reason why Master cares about my studies is because he is entrusted by my mother. What he cares most is ultimately the inheritance of the righteous lineage.

During that period, in order to pass on the inheritance, my master really made me badly, and even suspected that I would be encouraged to grow.

The Three Corpse Art is just the beginning. After I recited the Three Corpse Art very fluently, my master began to ask me to recite the Tao Te Ching again. Although the Three Corpse Art is only 500 words, I can’t understand the ancient text. It took me a week to memorize it all.

But what about the Tao Te Ching? Not only did it say five thousand words, but it was also an ancient text like the Three Corpse Art, with countless rare words! I could recite the Tao Te Ching during that period, and I felt that I was almost bald.

Every time I memorize it wrongly, my master will say to me a word that I am still very annoying: "Copy!" I copied it five or ten times.

At that time, I was careless and often copied typos. Every time I made such mistakes, my master did not beat or scold me. Instead, I took out twenty pins and scattered them in the yard, asking me to find all the pins within twenty minutes. If I couldn't find them all, my master would throw out twenty more.

When did I find all twenty big tacks, and when would I eat?

Really, during that period, my master was really tossed, but the experience of finding a pin not only made me more focused, but also practiced my patience and observation skills. I could even judge the overall area where these pins were scattered through the posture of my master throwing the pins.

At that time, what my master taught me seemed to be just two simple ancient Chinese articles, but in fact, such exercises were teaching me how to save my life in the future.

In danger, there are only four things that can really save lives: courage, experience, judgment and luck. What my master taught me at this time is judgment.

After memorizing the Tao Te Scripture, the master then began to teach meditation and thoughts, saying that only by learning these two things can one begin to practice the real "art".

From a literal perspective, it is due to Buddhism. It is like most things that flow into the lineage of justice. The Zen of the lineage of justice is also different from the Zen of the Buddhist. It is difficult to describe in detail. I only say that the Zen of the lineage of justice is closely related to the Three Corpse Art. The Three Corpse Art is to consolidate the original mind. The Zen of the Three Corpse Art is to enable oneself to enter the state of thought at the fastest speed on the basis of the Three Corpse Art.

And Sicun is a bit mysterious.

The so-called thought-keeping refers to the thought-keeping in the nine heavens, and the unity of man and nature. My master said that after thinking, it is the power of thought. The power of thought is invisible and intangible, and seems to be there or not, but without it, all the "arts" cannot be used.

The second month after teaching me the meditation of meditation, my master once again taught me that I had the Gang, Tiangang Lock, and the Eight Steps of Divine Action.

Note, what I said is: After teaching me the meditation of meditation, not after I learned meditation, when I was learning to go to the Gang, I could not reach the state of mind and state. At that time, I didn’t know what the state of mind and state was.

But when you walk on the turmoil, you have to keep your mind in the nine heavens every step you take!

My master taught me this way, and even a blind man could see that it was a hurry to make quick success and put the cart before the horse!

In addition to this kind of cramming teaching, my master has also become my exclusive chef. Every day, what I eat, how much I eat, what meat, what dishes, what fruits I pair with each meal, whether to drink milk or goat milk, my master will strictly check for me. Every morning when I get up, I also have to drink a bowl of soup specially made by my master.

Of course, at that time, our family had no money to provide me with such food, and all my dietary expenses came from my master.

It was only then that we realized that my master had said before that he was not short of money and did not lie to us.

It was from that time that my size began to grow wildly uncontrollably.

In my father's words, just like my method of growth, I might be able to surpass my master in the future.

My height and body are stronger, which gives me a sense of confidence that I have never had before, but my master's teaching method has made me increasingly unable to bear it.

One day, when I was practicing Tiangang Lock in the yard, my master stood by, watching me practice, and shouted helplessly: "Look at your hand, why are you so weak? Enter the X acupoint and the X acupoint, and you have to grab it!"

Tiangang Lock is a kung fu derived from the eagle claw. In fact, it cannot be said to be kung fu, it is also a kind of technique. Let's put it this way, if you are not used in the Sicun state, it is a kung fu with a powerful force. But if you bring Sicun with me, I heard from my master that this kung fu can also be used to seal the corpse energy.

Many of the techniques of the Shuzheng lineage are like this, both kung fu and Taoist crafts. Although it seems a bit inappropriate, it is more practical.

The way of practicing the Tiangang Lock is very special. At the beginning, I used horse stance to steer the lower plate. After I practiced the lower plate a little better, I started to practice catching hemp ropes and stone locks, and sometimes I also grabbed wooden stakes. Every time I practiced stakes, my master would yell at the side that I had no strength, as if I only cut off the hemp rope as thick as an arm with my fingers and crushed the wooden stakes.

Later, my master probably couldn't stand it, so he asked me to step back and watch. He walked to the thick hemp rope and started practicing for me. While practicing for me, he also had to patiently explain to me.

I was listening next to me, but my mind was secretly distracted, and my eyes became a little distracted.

At this time, the master suddenly yelled at me: "What are you thinking!"
Chapter completed!