Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 117 Boxing Manual, Heavy Snow

The curtains were drawn, and the room was dark.

The blankets on the bed were flat, but suddenly sank slightly.

A gentle breeze stirred the air around him as Chu Tianshu sat up on the bed.

"Hey, you're back!"

Chu Tianshu stretched lazily and suddenly realized that the indoor temperature was quite low.

His gaze shifted and he saw that the little water he had left in the glass on the bedside table had frozen into ice.

"Wow, what month is it? How long have I been gone this time?"

Chu Tianshu walked to the window and pulled back the curtains.

The cement ground in front of the gate, the vegetable garden, the bridge, and the small river.

Further out, vast stretches of farmland were all covered in snow.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and fine snowflakes were still falling from the sky.

Every now and then, a few snowflakes would drift down and cling to the windowpane.

Chu Tianshu turned around, found his phone, plugged it in, turned it on, connected to the internet, and checked the date.

Thirty-nine days have passed since he left home.

It seems that the time flow in the Tang Dynasty world is roughly two to one compared to this world.

However, if you calculate down to the exact hour, you'll find that there are slight differences in the flow of time between the Tang Dynasty world and the Republic of China world.

"It's only October in the Gregorian calendar, and there's already this much snow?"

Strictly speaking, the lunar calendar is a lunisolar calendar.

However, in Chu Tianshu's hometown, people are used to calling the "Gregorian calendar" the solar calendar, which is the official calendar.

The lunar calendar is called the Yin calendar.

According to the Gregorian calendar, in the Jianghuai region, it usually doesn't snow until the end of November.

Sometimes, it's not until January of the following year that there is noticeable snow accumulation.

Chu Tianshu walked to the living room on the second floor, opened the window, and felt the cool breeze and snowflakes blowing in.

He was dressed in thin clothes, but he was in good health and was immune to both heat and cold.

The cold wind and flying snow only made him feel cool and novel.

"When I was a child, there were a few times when the ice was solid enough that I would go and walk on it with my friends. Now that I'm this heavy, I can't go anymore."

Looking at the river surface covered with snow, Chu Tianshu knew that it must have frozen over first, allowing the snowflakes to remain white on top.

He spread his arms and braced them against the window frame, then summoned the token screen while looking at the snowy scenery before him.

[The evil spirit materials have been mixed...]

The materials for the cultivation technique have been selected...

In progress...

Deduction complete:

"The Heart Fire Fist Manual of Shaolin Temple".

A person has fourteen hearts, and if all of them are cultivated into a furnace, it can be considered a great achievement. When one strikes, it is as if there are fourteen furnaces at one's disposal, and wherever one's body touches, iron is shattered and stone is broken...

The fire of the heart can distinguish between light and heavy, and the rules of rising and falling are strict. The spring of the heart boils with heat from the heavens, and the three elements combine to form a complete body with sufficient fire.

Arhats have reached this point and their foundation is solid; ordinary beings are beginning to enter the Vajra Samadhi.

With perfect balance, one grasps the true essence; through this wondrous attainment, one achieves the power of Samadhi!

The Shaolin boxing manuals cover a wide range of topics, yet they are all connected by the same underlying principles.

It also includes many speculations and conjectures collected by Yu Dayou from that world, so it has great potential.

This time, Chu Tianshu chose to deduce this set of boxing manuals again, and as expected, he gained a lot.

The boxing manual that flooded his mind was clearly based on a detailed analysis and refinement of the original manual's conjectures.

As a result, the amount of content in this boxing manual has increased by 70% to 80% compared to before.

Chu Tianshu closed his eyes, recalling the contents of the entire boxing manual, and a very fulfilling feeling gradually rose in his heart.

It wasn't the fulfillment that came from strength, but from vision, insight, direction, and incisive analysis.

His original strength increased due to his single-minded hard training; although he was focused, his results were somewhat unclear.

This boxing manual gave him a deeper understanding of why opening the mind and practicing strength can enhance physical fitness.

If one understands the underlying principles, when practicing, one can better avoid what is useless to oneself according to one's specific circumstances.

Only when you practice your boxing to this extent can you be said to have begun to understand it.

The biggest difference between kung fu and skill lies here.

In the past, even though Chu Tianshu put in a lot of hard work practicing boxing, he was only at the level of a craftsman, merely passing the time in exchange for payment.

Now that he understands the principle, he can think and verify while practicing, and draw inferences from one instance to another. Even when he is not practicing, he may still gain some insights.

As the legend goes, Mendeleev pondered things during the day and dreamed about them at night, and in his sleep, he grasped the framework of the periodic table.

If one comprehends the path of a martial artist to this level, it becomes possible to achieve lasting merit in the world solely through achievements in this area, without relying on any other profession.

Even if it's only a tiny chance, it's still a different path from before.

The highest virtue is to establish moral character; the next highest is to establish merit.

"what!!"

Chu Tianshu opened his eyes, closed the window, and felt fulfilled, so he wasn't in a hurry to do anything.

He returned to his room, first changing into a shirt and trousers, with the Three-Seven Divine Sword still tied around his waist like a somewhat unique belt, and then draping a beige trench coat over his shoulders.

Such snow is rare in the south.

It's the perfect time to go out and have a stroll.

Chu Tianshu went downstairs, took out a black umbrella, and walked away, stepping into the five or six centimeters of snow.

The martial arts flow gently in my heart, while the scenery accompanies me leisurely.

Chu Tianshu felt comfortable both physically and mentally, and strolled around leisurely.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the bridge outside his second grandfather's house.

The river here has been blasted open, leaving a hole about half a meter in size. My second grandfather, wrapped in an old army-green cotton coat, sat on the porch sheltering from the snow, with a tin wood stove that he had found somewhere next to him.

He lowered his eyes, holding a fishing rod, a slender, modern work of art, extending from the snowless area onto the river surface.

A fishing line dangles into the ice hole.

On the other side of the old man's small stool, there was a radio playing a play called "Double Throw Tang".

“My dear brother, you have misspoke. Listen carefully to my analogy: Han Xin once plotted to build up his country.”

"A life was lost in Weiyang Palace!"

"It was Wang Mang who poisoned Emperor Ping."

"He was originally a true dragon descended from heaven!"

The two voices, one deep and the other bright, were perfectly matched; the former gave an example, while the latter refuted it, both singing at the most exciting part.

Grandpa suddenly opened his eyes and slapped his thigh.

"The lines are mixed up! Wang Mang should be torn to pieces and have no end, the next line is that Li Yuan was also a minister who plotted against his master, and then the real dragon descended from heaven."

Grandpa's face was full of regret as he shook his head.

"With such good singing skills, how did you manage to mix up the lyrics?"

"Your singing is indeed excellent, but how about your fishing skills?"

Chu Tianshu walked onto the small bridge, talking and laughing loudly.

Grandpa looked closely and then noticed who it was.

"Oh, Tianshu, you're finally back."

Second Grandpa clipped the fishing rod to the stool, got up with a smile, and went over to pat Chu Tianshu on the shoulder.

"Why does it seem even sturdier? Great, I've had quite a haul: two crucian carp and three yellow catfish."

"Kill it as soon as you catch it, and cook it after you kill it."

Chu Tianshu went over and saw that a pot specifically for making soup was on the tin stove, and it was indeed emitting a fragrant aroma.

The fish trembled as it simmered in the boiling broth, with ginger slices and knotted scallions tumbling inside.

"Come on, go into the kitchen and get a bowl to add salt."

Second Grandpa blocked the stove's vent, picked up the pot, kicked it, and the sheet metal covered the top of the stove opening, so the fire would naturally go out after a while.

Chu Tianshu closed his umbrella and followed him into the courtyard, where the kitchen was located to the side.

Grandpa carried a pot into the kitchen, but there was a noise from the front door of the living room, and someone came out.

"Teacher Qiao!"

Chu Tianshu recognized him and greeted him.

Teacher Qiao Xing, dressed in a black down jacket, smiled broadly: "Tian Shu, I heard you went on vacation and only just got back today?"

Chu Tianshu nodded: "It's not a holiday, why is Teacher Qiao here? Is there some business he needs to discuss with Second Grandfather?"

"No."

Teacher Qiao cleared her throat and straightened her chest. "Look at me now, is there anything different?"

Chu Tianshu was a little confused.

Thinning hair, slightly chubby face, beer belly—nothing different.

Those eyes... huh?

Chu Tianshu had a sudden inspiration: "Teacher Qiao, you've finally figured it out?"

"Yup!"

Teacher Qiao was overjoyed. She stomped her foot, walked out, and gave Chu Tianshu a big hug.

"I've finally figured it out! Damn it, at my age, I've finally figured it out after all these years!"

Chu Tianshu was also very happy for him.

When Teacher Qiao was young, he studied under Chu Tianshu's grandfather, but he never quite mastered the art.

Later, although he gave up, he still knew the complete method of visualization and contemplation, and wanted to try it again when he had time.

When Chu Tianshu was in school, he witnessed Chu Tianshu secretly trying to do something in the teachers' office several times.

Now, we have finally crossed that threshold.

Getting started is the most crucial step. Once you overcome this hurdle, even though there are still differences in the speed of cultivation, you can at least learn a few tricks.

"Teacher Qiao, when did this happen?"

"Almost a month."

When Teacher Qiao mentioned this, her expression showed a hint of amazement.

"After I had an epiphany, my first thought was to visit your home and share this with the old man in front of his photo. I never expected that the principal would contact me before I even left the school."

"He's actually an expert."

Chu Tianshu asked in surprise, "Principal Li, is he an expert?"

"It's not Principal Li, it's a new principal who was transferred here two months ago."

Teacher Qiao explained, "He claims that his cultivation is not deep, but I think he knows much more than I do."

"I heard that people like them who aren't good at fighting are assigned to universities and high schools and given special magical artifacts, kind of like radar, which are used to find newly enlightened people like us and register us."

Teacher Qiao laughed and said, "He was focused on the students, but he didn't expect me to be one of them."

Chu Tianshu pondered, "Since you were originally a high school teacher, wouldn't it be natural for you to be included in the official talent pool?"

"Yes, we usually just do our job and don't have to go around investigating cases like the Special Police Division. We only need to help maintain order in emergency situations."

Teacher Qiao said, "Even this has benefits? Besides a raise, I also got a really powerful mental cultivation method. It's a pity that I only have the first level so far. I can only get the rest after I master this."

Judging from Teacher Qiao's statement, at least at the beginner stage, his method of mental cultivation is clearly superior to the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor's annotations.

However, the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor's Notes focus on medical skills, and the quality of their mental power is not their strength.

"I know you're happy, but don't just stand in the snow all the time."

Grandpa called from the kitchen, "Come quickly, have some fish soup."

(End of this chapter)