Beyond the Noisy World: The Long Lost Eight Sects: 048, Tuanyun hands

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Seeing it was late at night, Zhu Shanxian also got up and said: "I will enter the room for a while, Lao Tan, please watch first, and A Quan will call us if you find out. If you want to rest, call me to change shifts. ."

Tan Hanchuan waved his hand and said: "I go up to the balcony on the second floor and sit down, so let's go and rest for Teacher Ding."

Ding Qi went to his room on the second floor to lie down for a while, but couldn't sleep in any way. He obviously felt tired, but he was always a little excited or excited. He also understands the reason, this is something in his heart, he is worried about the situation of stone insufficiency. Zhu Shanxian said it lightly, asking everyone to sleep first and then ask the result, but in reality it is difficult to do so.

Because no one knows when Ah Quan will "see", and he is in a state of waiting for the result at any time in his subconscious mind. In this case, if anyone falls asleep, he is either an idiot or That so-called xinxing cultivation base is indeed extraordinary.

It is estimated that Ye Xing and Fan Yang are the same. Ye Xing couldn't sleep lying on the sofa, at least he couldn't sleep deeply. He just closed his eyes and rested for a while. As for Fan Yang, Ding Qi thought that he was not going to sleep in the study, but looking for something, either it was an ancient scroll that had been partially restored by Shi Buquan, or it was a clue left by Tan Hanchuan.

This is just an intuition. The intuition cultivated in the long-term psychological counseling work, although he and Fan Yang formally met on the first day, he feels that Fan Yang is such a person and can do such things. Fan Yang entered the study and closed the door easily. Ding Qi also heard the sound of turning the lock, and subconsciously made a judgment.

Knowing that he couldn't sleep, Ding Qi put on his clothes and got up, and walked out of the small hall on the second floor to the terrace. The terrace is large, facing south, towards the backyard, with two rattan chairs on it, and a big sunshade umbrella. Tan Hanchuan was sitting there, holding a teapot in his hand and a thermos by his feet to refill water at any time.

Tan Hanchuan didn't look back, but he knew that Ding Qi was here, and pointed his finger at the rattan chair next to him. Ding Qi walked over and sat down side by side with him, and whispered, "Tan, I thought your master was meditating."

Tan Hanchuan: "I'm on duty, how can I meditate by myself?"

Ding Qi had nothing to say, "The others seem to be asleep."

Tan Hanchuan smiled and said, "I shouldn't sleep. Lao Zhu went back to his house to meditate and practice, but he is not in the right mood now. It is estimated that there will be no good results. He has to look for the state like Ah Quan. Mr. Ye can’t sleep even lying on the sofa, just waiting there with his eyes closed. As for Junior Brother Fan, he went into the study to find something, but he probably couldn’t find anything.

Teacher Ding, you are the most free and easy, why not just sit here and watch, but feel the most at ease. "

Whether this researcher does things or speaks, he always surprises people again and again. How to describe it, it is too direct. But sometimes straightforwardness is the best way to deal with things, especially when dealing with people who are not defensible in their minds and routines.

Tan Hanchuan is just straight, but he is definitely not stupid, and he can put it through casually. Ding Qi didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, and looked into the distance: "Sitting here and looking at the mountains, the scenery is really good. If there is a big lake ahead and the breeze is coming, it will feel..."

Tan Hanchuan suddenly said: "You speak quietly, Ah Quan can hear it." At the same time, he gestured to Ding Qi.

Ding Qi suddenly reacted. He accidentally said that he had missed his mouth just now. There is a big lake surrounded by mountains in front of him. It is the scene of Xiaojinghu that Tan Hanchuan saw through the backyard door. His reaction was quick, his voice did not reveal any strangeness, and he asked, "Can Ah Quan hear such a small voice?"

Tan Hanchuan: "Of course I can hear him. He is in the most sensitive state now. Don't say we sit here and talk. Even if we go to the front yard, he can hear clearly across this building, just I won’t pay attention."

Tan Hanchuan just asked Ding Qi to speak quietly. In fact, they have been using this volume to speak. After reminding Ding Qi, he himself continued to speak. Obviously, it was not meant to prevent Ding Qi from speaking, but to stop him. Say something.

Tan Hanchuan mentioned Shibuquan's state at the moment. He is extremely sensitive, but he doesn't pay attention to external interference. Ding Qi was very interested in this, so he discussed with Tan Hanchuan in the tone of asking for advice. Psychology studies the activity of consciousness, and human consciousness is directional, which is the "attention" as the saying goes.

In a state of high attention, in addition to paying attention to the object, the brain will automatically block other information. For example, some people are studying in the busy city, and only remember the contents of the book attentively, but ignore the noise. In fact, he could hear the voices on the market, but he didn't pay attention to it, left no impression, or even remembered it.

But it’s interesting that some psychologists believe that when you are awake, when your consciousness is highly concentrated and your consciousness is highly relaxed, the state may lead to the same result by different routes. In a state of highly relaxed consciousness, for example, Taoism says sitting and forgetting, and Buddhism says meditation, it means to get rid of external disturbances, to be quiet or to settle the mind.

After listening to Ding Qi’s analysis, Tan Hanchuan nodded: “Many people think psychology is mysterious, and they always feel that psychology students are different from ordinary people. In fact, this is just a misunderstanding, and no one is better than anyone.

According to the normal logic, think about it. Different majors are all four years of undergraduate degree. As long as they are earnestly studied, there is no reason that Zhang San is better than Li Si, but his areas of expertise are different.

I know a lot of psychologists, but not many like Teacher Ding. You are not only professional, but also in some areas beyond the professional, because it is not everyone can learn, it depends on personal cultivation to accumulate. "

Ding Qi had to say modestly: "Most of the things I just talked about were actually said by my mentor Liu Feng."

Tan Hanchuan: "I mean not only what Ms. Ding said just now, but also what you did... Let’s not talk about you, let’s talk about Ah Quan. What interests you most now is his state at the moment. Right?"

According to Tan Hanchuan's explanation and Ding Qi's understanding, Shi Buquan can hear everything at this moment, but he doesn't pay attention. Some practitioners describe this state of mind as if a bird flicks in front of a mirror, and a shadow will appear in the mirror, but no trace will be left. Tan Hanchuan could not disturb Shi Buquan by talking to Ding Qi at this moment. If he really disturbed him, it means Shi Buquan had not found the right state.

No wonder Shi Buquan told everyone to leave him alone. Once he enters the state, he no longer pays attention to other things around him. So why did Tan Hanchuan stop Ding Qi from leaking? Human consciousness is so wonderful, Shi Buquan is focusing on a certain thing, and the information related to this thing will naturally attract his attention.

When they say something else, Shi Buquan will ignore it, but if Tan Hanchuan and Ding Qi discuss the scene of Xiaojinghu, Shi Buquan's subconscious will definitely notice it, and even some kind of hallucinations or even illusions will appear.

Ding Qidao: "There is a passage in "Lao Tzu",'If you don't see it, the name is Yi. If you don't hear it, the name is Xi. If you don't hear it, the name is Wei.' It should be the description of Ah Quan now. In this state, right?" At this point, he looked at Shi Buquan's back and suddenly frowned, "What are Ah Quan's hands doing, touching things?"

This is already the last row of the villa complex. Outside the wall is the mountains and there are no lights around. Fortunately, it was a sunny day, with faint stars shining, but I didn't see the moon when I looked up, so the light was very dim. When Ding Qi came out of the room, he couldn't see the incomplete stone. He felt that he was just a hazy shadow, and it took a while before his eyes could adjust to the darkness.

The angle of view on the terrace on the second floor is relatively high, so I can see the hands of the stone part. Ding Qi realized that his hands have been moving at this moment.

The palms of Shibuquan's palms are facing each other, about half a foot away, like holding a ball while spinning, and like touching something that doesn't exist. Looking closer, he doesn't seem to be touching the ball in the palm of his hand, because the palm of his hand is open, facing out of the door, as if he is touching a vast world.

Tan Hanchuan smiled and said: "Teacher Ding mentioned that tuaning is not a must. A Quan's present frame is called Tuan Yunshou."

Ding Qi wondered: "Tuan Yun Shou? Is this also the secret of Jianghu Cemen?"

Tan Hanchuan smiled: "That's not true. Actually, I have practiced it. It's just a kung fu. It's not easy to make it clear. There is also a trick in Tai Chi, "Looking for the bird's tail". Teacher Ding should have heard of it. It is said that I practiced it. It’s just a kind of softness that can keep the bird from flying in the palm of the hand."

Ding Qi: "I seem to have seen it in martial arts novels. Is it so magical?"

Tan Hanchuan: "There is nothing magical, just the kung fu you have practiced."

Ding Qi: "It turns out that Teacher Tan can do it too! How did you practice so that the bird can't fly in the palm of your hand?"

Tan Hanchuan: "My master has raised several cages of thrushes without cutting their wings. I used these birds to train at the beginning, and of course they all flew away when I first started..."

Ding Qi smiled: "If this is the case, how many caged birds your master has is not enough."

Tan Hanchuan also laughed: "My master was standing by at that time, and as soon as the thrush flew up, he stretched out his hand to stop it. It was to stop, not to catch, the thrush seemed to stop in his hand, and then he could not fly anymore. Get up. His hands seem to be there, but they are in fact moving all the time. This requires an insightful feeling and reaction.

At that time, I only knew how to practice according to the master's instructions. Later, I did scientific research, and I deliberately looked for various materials to study the flight patterns of birds. In fact, birds are different from insects. They need a run-up to take off. The larger the bird, the longer the run-up distance. When small birds flutter their wings and take off, their legs have a downward kick to take off.

The key is to push your legs down when you take off, and your palms must be able to detect the change in strength, and at the same time pull down, so that the thrush can't use force. So no matter how the thrush kicks its legs, the supporting force on the palm of the hand is the same. It can only make it stand, but it can't let it take off. You can't let it jump and glide, and you have to control the direction of power at all times. "

Ding Qi sighed: "What a clever control!"

Tan Hanchuan: "In fact, the focus is not on control. The main thing is to practice sensing and reaction. The heart and hands are connected. When you feel it, you can react. When you react, you can keep up. In fact, sometimes the bird will fly away. Just catch it with one hand.

The two hands take turns, which is the Tuanyun hand. This is not the only way to practice Tuanyun hands, but that's how I practice it. My master's request back then, even if he couldn't catch it, he would never hurt his bird. Even if a feather was touched, it would hit me. "

Ding Qi: "Aquan practiced like this too?"

Tan Hanchuan: "Almost. I borrowed the thrush, and he borrowed the mynah. His master has raised a lot of mynahs, so he taught the mynah to say those things that his old people love the most, and Ah Quan has been responsible for it since he was young Master feeds the birds."

Ding Qi: "You knew him before, and do you know his master?"

Tan Hanchuan shook his head and said: "I haven't met before, and I don't know his master. I just heard Lao Zhu mention this person. The first time I met the genius before yesterday. The times are different, and the inheritance of the eight gates of the rivers and lakes has withered. In other words, the threshold of various rivers and lakes has long been integrated into today's world, so-called inheritance disciples are rare."

Ding Qi: "I only met the day before yesterday, do you even know these?"

Tan Hanchuan smiled bitterly: "Aquan’s broken mouth, it’s hard to find a fellow of the Eight Men Jianghu, then it's not enough to have a good chat? Living in the same building for two days, these are not enough for him to talk!" /

Ding Qi also laughed, and asked curiously: "So Ah Quan, like you, is also a master of kung fu?"

Tan Hanchuan shook his head and said: "I can't talk about being a master. I just know some kung fu. I was beaten by my master when I was a child. As for Ah Quan, his purpose of practicing Tuan Yun hands is different from mine. It's not martial arts but martial arts. A kind of technique. The secret technique of Jianghu Cemen, the prerequisite for entry is to sense the subtle. First practice Tuanyun hands, which is a good way to experience."

Ding Qi looked at Shibuquan again and said, "I don't think he looks like he is touching a bird?"

Tan Hanchuan: "That's just a practice of Tuanyun hands, not how to use them. He is only in a state of induction with this method. In fact, he is not touching things with his hands, but with his heart. The hands are his heart. ……"

At this moment, Ah Quan’s movements suddenly stopped, his body seemed to be stiff for half a second, and then he suddenly jumped up and knocked the table in front of him out of the door. He turned and stepped on the chair. He jumped on the back of the chair and yelled: "I saw it, I saw it too, I really saw it--!"

Ding Qi only felt a sudden gust of wind around him. Tan Hanchuan has jumped directly into the backyard from the terrace on the second floor, slapped Ah Quan on the shoulder, and shouted in a low voice, "It's midnight, what's the noise? Even if you don't sleep, don't wake your neighbors! Don't even mention seeing them! What? Come into the study with Teacher Ding."

Today is the weekend, when the most people live in this community. I don't know if the neighbors were noisy, but the three people in the building were all disturbed, and they rushed to the backyard soon, all with excited expressions. Zhu Shanxian waved his hand first and said: "Don't worry about asking, as if there is a result, let Aquan and Teacher Ding have a separate chat, and Teacher Ding will give an authoritative conclusion."

Entered the study and locked the door, Shi Buquan couldn't hide his excitement. He kept rubbing his hands and said: "Teacher Ding, what do you want me to do?"

Ding Qi pointed to the book case and said: "There are papers and pens, first draw the scene you see."

As soon as Shi Buquan sat down and entered the state of work, it was as if he had completely changed someone and began to concentrate on painting, as if he had forgotten the existence of Ding Qi beside him. Ah Quan's painting skills are very good, and Ding Qi, a layman, feels no less than that of many famous painters today. Ah Quan painted slowly. This is a meticulous painting. He is trying to outline all kinds of details.

Tan Hanchuan only took about 20 minutes to trace the picture, while Shi Fuquan was too skilled in his skills, but it took more than an hour because he painted very meticulously and the scale is much larger. But for him, this is only a temporary simple outline, and he still feels unsatisfied after painting.

Ding Qi stood by and watched. In fact, when Ah Quan was halfway through the painting, he had already reached a clear conclusion that Shi Buquan and Tan Hanchuan saw the same place. However, some details in the painting are still different. For example, the position of the clouds is different, and the scenery hidden is different. Shi Buquan also drew things that are not visible in Tan Hanchuan's pictures.

Shi Buquan handed over the painting with both hands and said: "Teacher Ding, how am I painting?"

Ding Qi took the painting and exclaimed: "The painting is very good, I hardly need to ask more."

Shi Buquan hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, you must ask! The painting is just a painting, and such a small piece of paper is not enough to describe the scenery I see. You should collect the painting first, and then I will I'll tell you a lot..."

The other four people in the hall sat for a long time. It was midnight and midnight, but they had to wait patiently. Shi Buquan was sitting at the backyard door after dinner and buying a table. It was about 8:30 in the evening. He sat there for about two hours. At about 11 o'clock, he jumped up and shouted "I saw it." Then he pulled Ding Qi into the house for more than an hour.

I don't know how long it took, the door of the study was finally pushed open, and all four of them stood up and asked, "Teacher Ding, what's the result?"

Ding Qi walked out of the study, took a deep breath, and nodded to everyone: "I can already draw a clear conclusion that there is indeed another world outside the door. Ancients have seen it before, and even went in. However, they called it Xiaojinghu. I don’t know what kind of world it was, but Teacher Tan and Ah Quan saw them separately, and they saw the same place.

The judgment I can make now is that the time changes in Xiaojing Lake are the same as outside. What Teacher Tan saw was the afternoon scene, and Ah Quan saw the night under the stars. There are mountains, water, and wind in Xiaojing Lake, because the clouds will drift to different locations..."

Zhu Shanxian suddenly waved his hand and said: "Teacher Ding, don't describe it in detail, I don't want to hear it!" After speaking, he turned and went to the backyard door, and re-supported the table that was overturned by Shibuquan. He also sat down on that chair.

Tan Hanchuan smiled and said: "Lao Zhu also wants to try it himself."

A Quan said excitedly: "Since I can do it, so can Lao Zhu! As long as he..."

Fan Yang waved and interrupted his long talk before he started, "Well, let's go into the study, and Teacher Ding will show me both pictures they drew."

Ye Xing asked: "Mr. Fan, don't you want to try it yourself?"

Fan Yang laughed: "The double-blind test is enough to have two independent results cross-confirmed. Now that it has been determined that Xiaojing Lake really exists, and it is outside that door, I can try again. I have waited for one afternoon and one night, and I am really curious."

Ye Xing: "I really want to know, what kind of place is that?"

Ding Qi: "Well then, we will all go into the study, try our best to look at the pictures and not talk, even if we say, we must whisper."

A few people were about to go in, and Zhu Shanxian suddenly walked back to the hall. Fan Yang said meaningfully: "District Zhu, why did you change your mind?"

Zhu Shanxian waved his hand and said: "You continue, don't worry about me, I just go upstairs to get a coat."