S: I recommend one, the light ink green shirt is against the Tang Dynasty Wang Chao entered the vast mountain forest, it is now the weather in June, the climate in the mountains is humid, very hot, and it is the rainy season, the rain falls through the cracks in the trees, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground are soaked into a fishy and rotten black mud.
Between the dead branches and rotten leaves, Wang Chao can often see long snakes scurrying around in them, some of these snakes have flat heads, some are triangular, and their bodies are often dark green or jet black or black and white, and they are highly poisonous at a glance.
In order to prevent himself from being bitten by a snake, Wang Chao was careful with every step, the pores of his whole body bulged, and the erected hairs were like detectors, slightly touching all movements within five or six steps.
He still wears a hat, a coat, and straw sandals.
It's just that there is an extra bamboo stick in his hand to explore the way.
The original straw sandals, robes and hats were broken during half a year of walking, which Wang Chao bought newly in a town in Sichuan.
From the first day, Wang Chao had a deep affection for this hat, robe, and straw sandals.
Because wearing them and walking on the road, he can't find the slightest modern smell of smoke and dust, which makes his heart particularly pure.
"Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, and a cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Pingsheng."
In an ethereal state of mind, he washed away any discomfort in his body.
After a day and a night of walking, and the next morning, Wang Chao finally walked to a large protruding rock halfway up the mountainside.
It feels like it's real and it's illusory.
Suddenly, a fiery red sun leaped up, sweeping away all the light fog and illuminating the path behind him.
"The Xiongguan slow road is really like iron, and now we are stepping forward from the beginning."
Wang Chao's thoughts suddenly surged with heroism.
The heart is the ethereal spirit of "a cloud of smoke and rain in his life", but it means that "Xiongguan Mandao is as strong as iron".
This heart and mind, just like the muscles and fur, are loosened and tightened, forming a big yin and yang.
Wang Chao looked at the rising sun, took a deep breath, and then spit it out.
The sun gradually rose, and the stones began to get hot, Wang Chao dragged his clothes down and spread them on the stones, and then the whole person fell asleep in a warm breath.
This is halfway up the mountain, it is still far, far away from the top of the mountain, the more you reach the top of the mountain, the climate is cold, the snow is covered, you have to pass it, even with Wang Chao's current physical strength, it is nine deaths.
He had to recuperate.
After a long time, Wang Chao gradually felt a chill, naturally woke up from his sleep, looked up at the sky, I don't know when the sun sank again, covered by a dark cloud, the cool breeze blew, making people feel cold.
The clothes have already been dried, after putting them on, I took out a few glutinous rice dumplings and a bamboo tube of dried vegetables and a bottle of water from the oily paper bag behind me, which is the prepared dry food, and found the dry branches and leaves nearby, and raised a fire, and after a while, the glutinous rice was cooked, exuding a hot aroma of glutinous rice.
Wang Chao ate four of them in one go, drank a bottle of water, moved his body, and suddenly felt full of energy.
At this moment, there was a dull thunder in the sky, and lightning danced like a silver snake.
Wang Chao hurriedly found a dry stone depression and sat down, this stone depression was very small and shallow, which could only accommodate one or two people, but it was enough to shelter from the rain.
Amid the rolling thunder, the rain poured down outside.
Boom was another huge explosion of thunder, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, and after the explosion, it was the aftersound, surrounding between heaven and earth.
Gradually, Wang Chao listened to this thunder sound and remembered the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard refining the marrow.
So he unconsciously moved every muscle and bone in his body.
The shaking method of Haw Par Lei Yin, two years ago, Tang Zichen had specially cooperated with him to try his strength, which made him remember it vividly.
It's just that he didn't practice kung fu to the point where he could move every skeletal muscle in his body.
But now, shaking again, there is no hard feeling.
Wang Chao knows that this is his own half-year walking process, and his kung fu luck has gradually reached the realm of subtlety.
In the slow shaking and vibration, Wang Chao gradually heard the regular humming sound of his bones in his ears, and the sound of gurgling blood flowing in the veins like a mountain spring was somewhat similar to the aftermath of thunder outside around heaven and earth.
It was pouring rain outside, and the thunder sounded one after another, Wang Chao listened carefully, and finally simply closed his eyes, there was no distraction in his heart, only the rolling thunder sound between heaven and earth and the vibration of his body's bone joints, and the simulated thunder sound of blood flow.
In the end, Wang Chao gradually felt that the thunder sound simulated by his body and the thunder sound emitted between heaven and earth were indistinguishable from each other, and they were completely fused together.
I don't know how long it took, the thunder in the sky gradually stopped, the sound of rain falling also stopped, and Wang Chao closed his eyes and felt a light.
When I opened my eyes and walked out of the stone depression, the red sun rose in the east, the rivers and mountains were red, and it was actually another morning In the morning after the rain, the air is fresh, and the trees below the mountain are particularly lush, so green that they seem to be about to flow sap.
"Yin and yang blend into thunder, thunder out of the mountains, all things germinate."
Wang Chao suddenly had a hint of realization, "The heart is as pure as a child, and the mind is as strong as steel."
The muscles and bones are as soft as cotton, and the fur is like iron sand.
This inside and outside, two yin and yang, just matched yesterday, inside and outside, inspired by heaven and earth.
Like that thunder that day, it drew out the thunder sound in his body.
Mysterious, mysterious, yet tangible.
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It's wonderful. ” After moving his body and practicing against the rising sun with one move, Wang Chao felt that his body seemed to be a little more ethereal and calm than yesterday.
It is not like a floating cloud floating with the wind, dancing lightly.
When you exert your strength, it is like a meteor falling to the ground, and you can sink vigorously.
Throwing arms and arms, kicking and bouncing, all made a crisp explosion, like a bamboo.
"My Ming Jin has completely reached the upper level of kung fu."
Wang Chao knew that his penance in the past six months had almost escaped from the hustle and bustle of the world, his soul had been purified, and his will had been condensed as firm as steel little by little under the spiritual touch of the last century.
All this came naturally, and under the guidance of yesterday's thunder sound of heaven and earth, the thunder sound was drawn out at once, and the muscles and bones were initially practiced.
This is also the "section of the string" in the boxing scriptures.
Reaching this realm is even if you have entered the peak of Ming Jin.
If you don't have half a year of spiritual cultivation, you won't be in nature, and you won't be in the thunder sound.
If he were to face the chaotic interpersonal communication and twists and turns of life every day in the hustle and bustle of the world, Wang Chao would get to this point, and he didn't know how long it would take.
It is likely that the mind is covered with more and more dust, distracting thoughts are disturbed and noisy, and the mind is impure, unclear, and impure.
Never realize.
Standing quietly facing the morning sun for a while, Wang Chao put on his coat and hat, and started to move forward again.
Many of the mountains in Sichuan are towering into the clouds, and the clouds and rain are only halfway up the mountainside, and then go up, it is the snow that does not spend all year round.
After walking for a long time, Wang Chao finally entered the alpine no man's land, the mountain road was steep, and he had to climb up with both hands and feet.
The thick ice and snow piled up on the rocks were grabbed by Wang Chao in his hands, cold and cold, soaked into his heart and lungs.
Before reaching the top of the mountain, Wang Chao's hands were numb.
Fortunately, he had the experience of walking in the cold and snow, and he was physically strong, and his steps could walk smoothly with oil on the water tank, and he went all the way up, but there was no danger.
It's just that the wind on the top of the mountain is strong, and it is a June day under the mountain, and it seems to be a cold winter wax moon on the top of the mountain, and the snow is actually rolled up in the wind, which has to make him take off his coat and hat, so as not to be blown off the cliff by the wind.
It's just that this endless white and vast snow road, without the slightest variegation, looking down, you can't see the way you came.
You can't go up, you can't go down, which makes people involuntarily produce a kind of horror in their hearts.
After taking off the robe, Wang Chao's whole body felt extremely cold, the muscles up and down his body seemed to stiffen into ice sculptures, the sky gradually darkened, and he couldn't recognize the road clearly, he had to stop, lest he step into the air and fall into the abyss.
Found a depression where he could hide from the strong wind, wrapped himself in a ball of clothes, Wang Chao ate something again, drank some snow water, and closed his eyes to recuperate.
The long dark night did not pass, anxiously waiting was a greater torture, looking at the dark sky outside, listening to the whistling wind, Wang Chao even had a doubt in his heart, whether the sky would be bright or not, whether he could get out of this snowy mountain alive Loneliness, cold, wind, waiting, dark night, fatigue, and gradual stiffening of his body all made Wang Chao feel a sense of despair in his heart.
"Back then, those Red Army Long March, over these snowy mountains, the physique is not necessarily better than mine, it is also straw sandal leggings, and there is no special equipment, but it can be successfully crossed, it is really a miracle.
This is the path they traveled back then.
There's no reason why I can't pass."
As soon as he remembered that this was not a dead end, but a path that his predecessors had walked, all the negative emotions in Wang Chao's heart were also dispelled.
"It seems that my will is not as indestructible as I imagined."
With a long sigh, in order to avoid being frozen into an ice sculpture after being inactive for a long time, Wang Chao's body trembled regularly, and it trembled into thunder.
Finally suffering until dawn, Wang Chao shook his spirits, forgot everything, got up on the road, step by step calm and powerful, recognized the road, and trekked with difficulty.
After two days and one night of life and death, Wang Chao finally succeeded in climbing over this snow-capped mountain, which stretched to the edge below, and tourist areas and some scenic spots appeared.
However, Wang Chao did not go over, but walked straight to the nearby town along the uninhabited path.
This trip over the mountain is simply hovering on the edge of countless lives and deaths.
Wang Chao carefully felt that he was in the center of despair and learned a lot of lessons.
After resting for a few days and recuperating his body, Wang Chao set off again and headed for another snow-capped mountain.
With the previous experience, all the snow-capped mountains were trampled under Wang Chao's feet.
Every time he stepped on a snowy mountain, Wang Chao felt that his heart and will were much more hollow and firm, until in the end, Wang Chao even thought that nothing in this world could shake his will and heart.
In the golden autumn of September, Wang Chao finally walked out of Sichuan and came to the grassland at the junction of Sichuan and Tibet.
Although the road of the meadow is not as difficult as the snow-capped mountains, it is more difficult to walk, and all the way to the look, there are muddy swamps and mud puddles everywhere, and people walk on the muddy road, often the muddy water submerges the trousers, and their knees are deep.
After each step is raised, step on it carefully, as if walking on thin ice.
Wang Chao took another stick in his hand and poked the ground in front of him from time to time, so as not to sink into the swamp.
Stepping on the grass, the footsteps of the people are soft, swaying, and the whole person is like walking a tightrope.
Wang Chao still brought glutinous rice cakes, dried vegetables, and water.
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On this grass, even straw shoes were useless, and in the end, Wang Chao simply went barefoot.
On the meadows, sometimes heavy rain pours, sometimes hail falls, sometimes the sun is shining.
As far as the eye can see, there is not even a place to hide.
Wang Chao's face was resolute, and his expression remained the same, just like a stone statue from ancient times.
It's just a step-by-step regular step.
His clothes were already in tatters, and he hung on his body in one piece, one by one, and he was even poorer than the most down-and-out man called Hanako.
Between the tattered clothes, tendons and skin like the trunk of a fine iron tree were revealed.
On the fifth day after entering the grassland, Wang Chao had already run out of food and water, and felt the embarrassment of the Red Army that year.
However, his will did not fluctuate in the slightest, and his mind seemed to be connected with the whole heaven and earth.
When the rain fell, he threw up his head and swallowed it in a big gulp.
When he was hungry, he grabbed wild vegetables and ate them raw.
After ten days, the mud and swamp on the meadow gradually decreased.
The grass became more dense, and in the distance of the blue sky and white clouds, larger and towering mountains appeared.
Although the grassland has passed, the future is still blue sky and white clouds, and mountains.
And there are no towns.
Wang Chao finally couldn't support it anymore, a little panting, knowing that he had entered the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
"I don't know if this asthma is not altitude sickness."
Wang Chao sat down on a large stone, the stone he sat on was large and square, green with white, very hard, and the same stones were scattered around.
The sun in the sky shone down fiercely, and Wang Chao suddenly felt a little dizzy.
He wanted to lie down and sleep.
"You can't lie down," Wang Chao admonished himself.
But there was no one and no town.
At this time, suddenly a crisp girl's singing voice came from afar, Wang Chao struggled to get up, and saw towards the singing that between a group of cattle and sheep, there was a herding Tibetan girl.
The girl's singing voice was sung in Tibetan, which Wang Chao couldn't understand, but the tune of the song was very familiar.
"Beijing's golden mountains shine in all directions Chairman Mao is the golden sun How warm, how kind Illuminate the hearts of our serfs。。。。。。。。。
” Listening to this Tibetan song, an inexplicable emotion and spirit suddenly filled Wang Chao's body, and he also let go of his singing voice and sang in Chinese to follow the girl's tune.
When the girl heard the singing, she drove the sheep over, looked at Wang Chao like this, took out the butter tea from the leather bag she carried, and handed it to him.
Wang Chao's Adam's apple rolled and swallowed heavily.
After swallowing it, his spirit was shocked, and he smiled at the Tibetan girl, who also smiled, and let go of his singing voice again.
Wang Chao was singing, and in an instant, his heart seemed to fly to the distant Nine Heavens, his body trembled, he stood up, his left hand clenched into a fist, his waist fell into his elbow, and he smashed it out with a punch.
The muscles of his whole body scurried like a python, and his hair, which had not been shaved for a long time, exploded as if it had been electrocuted.
At this time, the breath of the whole body boiled, and they all rushed towards the fist of the hand.
Just when all the breath was condensed on the pores of his fist, Wang Chao's unintentional hand loosened, as if he had suddenly dug a hole in the embankment, and his strength rushed out and hit the stone he was sitting on.
Stone chips flew, and the hard rock was punched out by Wang Chao into a deep pit, and there were many small pinhole-like holes in the pit, as well as a lot of wet sweat.
Wang Chao's fist was unscathed.
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