Starting from ten times Zhang Sanfeng’s talent, 160 chatting, laughing and drinking
Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's actions, both Qiao Feng and Qiao Sanhuai were greatly surprised.
What Qiao Feng couldn't see through was that Meng Xiuyuan's skill in picking up objects from the air was so graceful and elegant that he was obviously very clever, but he couldn't tell what kind of martial arts he was from.
When Qiao Feng was practicing martial arts in Shaolin, he was taught a unique skill called "Capturing the Dragon". After practicing it to high and deep places, he could also pick up objects from the air.
But he honestly said that when he did it himself, he would never be able to do it as freely and without traces as Meng Xiuyuan did just now. It was obvious that Meng Xiuyuan's skills were still superior to his.
Thinking of the various magical skills that Meng Xiuyuan had displayed since they met yesterday, Qiao Feng couldn't help but become more and more curious about where Meng Xiuyuan's ability came from.
However, at the dinner table, Meng Xiuyuan didn't take the initiative to speak, and he couldn't talk about it more, so he could only suppress his curiosity.
As for Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, their eyes were dim due to their age, and Meng Xiuyuan had taken action too quickly, so they did not see the miracle of picking up the object from the air.
But the bag of white money in front of them was enough to make them tremble with surprise:
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"Meng...Brother Meng, where did you get so much money?"
Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were always polite and courteous when getting along with Meng Xiuyuan. Although they raised Meng Xiuyuan, they never took advantage of their kindness and reprimanded Meng Xiuyuan as elders and benefactors.
Therefore, even after seeing this large bag of money, they were very worried, fearing that Meng Xiuyuan had gone astray and deceived him to get so much money. However, when the words came to their lips, the two elders still did not say it too directly.
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Seeing the situation, Meng Xiu saw the thoughts of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. He smiled slightly and explained to them warmly:
"Uncle, aunt, don't worry, the money comes from a legitimate source, and there is absolutely nothing dishonorable about it.
I have been successful in my studies in the past few years, and I saved the life of a senior martial artist, and all this money was sent by his apprentice to thank me."
Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were a little stunned when they heard this, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
From the bottom of their hearts, they didn't believe that Meng Xiuyuan could become a successful person in just a few years, but they thought that Meng Xiuyuan had always been honest and had little face, so they couldn't directly accuse him of lying.
Meng Xiuyuan knew that they would not believe it so easily. To avoid misunderstanding and trouble, he immediately picked up two wine bowls and poured rice wine into them while saying:
“The events of these years are a long story and cannot be fully explained at one time.
To put it simply, I met an old immortal who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and learned many skills from him.
You two don’t need to worry about me from now on, just relax and enjoy your happiness."
After saying this, Meng Xiuyuan picked up a bowl of rice wine with both hands and respectfully offered it to Qiao Sanhuai first.
When Uncle Qiao saw this, although he still didn't believe Meng Xiuyuan's words, he nodded quickly and took the wine bowl carefully with a forced smile, not wanting to let Meng Xiuyuan lose face.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the wine bowl, he couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound, and the wine bowl immediately dropped on the table.
"You old man, what are you doing? You are really useless. You can't even hold the bowl..."
Seeing this, Aunt Qiao on the side thought that her husband had let down Meng Xiuyuan's good intentions because of his slippage. In order to smooth things over, she deliberately complained to him.
But just when she was about to get up and find a rag to clean up the mess, she was suddenly surprised to find that the wine bowl that fell on the table did not spill a drop of wine.
Aunt Qiao was surprised and wanted to bring the wine bowl over to take a closer look. When she took it, she couldn't help but let out a surprised "ah".
This wine bowl felt cold and stinging to the touch, and the wine in the bowl had frozen into ice. No wonder it couldn't be spilled.
"This...Brother Meng, did you really learn the magic from the gods?"
Qiao Sanhuai looked at Meng Xiuyuan and asked in disbelief.
Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan smiled and shook his head, then took the wine bowl and presented it to Qiao Sanhuai respectfully:
"It's not some magic, it's just martial arts.
Uncle Qiao, judging from your facial expression, it seems that you have hot and dry air in your lung meridian.
Drinking some of this cold rice wine will be good for your health."
Qiao Sanhuai took the wine bowl and took a closer look. It turned out that the wine in the bowl was just a thin layer of ice on top, and it was not frozen tightly. It had already melted slightly due to such a delay by both parties.
The rice wine is cool and refreshing when you drink it. It really makes you feel that the heat in your chest has been greatly relieved, and you feel indescribably at ease.
At the same time, Meng Xiuyuan picked up another bowl of wine and served it to Aunt Qiao respectfully:
"Auntie, I see that your spleen and stomach are weak, so please drink something warm."
Aunt Qiao carefully took the wine bowl, and sure enough she felt that the wine bowl in her hand was warm but not hot.
When the wine enters the mouth, it warms from the throat to the stomach, making it extremely comfortable.
When they put down the wine bowl and looked up at Meng Xiuyuan, the expressions on the old couple's faces had changed. They were surprised, surprised, and relieved, and the forced smiles just now were gone.
Meng Xiuyuan's little show of skill could be said to have conquered the couple in an instant, making them no longer suspicious.
In fact, not to mention the old couple who lacked martial arts knowledge, even Qiao Feng, who was watching silently, couldn't help but marvel at Meng Xiuyuan's skill and admired it in his heart.
It is not difficult for Qiao Feng to use his internal strength to heat wine. If he uses his full strength to boil a large vat of water, it will only take a little more effort.
But he knew that it was not easy for one person to freeze and heat the wine at the same time.
After all, the inner strength a person cultivates can be either masculine, feminine, or neutral and peaceful.
Like Meng Xiuyuan, the transformation of yin and yang in a moment is actually an extremely advanced internal force skill that Qiao Feng thinks he cannot do.
In fact, the reason why Meng Xiuyuan is so good is mainly due to the yin and yang characteristics of Beiming Zhenqi he has cultivated, and supplemented by his extremely profound meditation practice, it is not difficult to make ice and heat with the wave of his hand.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The previous skill of picking up objects from the air was also learned when I exchanged martial arts with Wu Yazi in the Valley of Heaven and Deafness.
It can only be said that the Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao Sect is truly magical and unique.
At least in these flashy aspects, it is far better than the restrained Wudang Kung Fu that Meng Xiuyuan learned in his previous life.
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"Okay, Brother Meng is not only back safely, but he has also learned a lot of great skills.
It seems that we, an old couple, are really ignorant and are just worrying about it..."
"I have already said that Brother Meng is strong, smart and not an ordinary person by nature.
It is only right that he should be valued by the old god and be taught martial arts.
Sooner or later, there will definitely be a day when you can make a difference."
Qiao Sanhuai and his wife looked at the energetic Meng Xiuyuan and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. They were both extremely happy.
At the dinner table, even Aunt Qiao, who never drank alcohol, drank two large bowls of rice wine, while Uncle Qiao drank happily with Qiao Feng and Meng Xiuyuan.
Until the old couple were drunk and tired, and the sky was getting dark.
Meng Xiuyuan and Qiao Feng helped carry Qiao Sanhuai and his wife into the house. After briefly cleaning up the mess on the table, they each picked up two bottles of wine, quietly left the house in a tacit understanding, and quickly walked out of the village using Qinggong.
On the hill outside the village, the evening breeze was blowing gently, and the two people were sitting on the ground, talking, laughing and drinking.
"Brother Qiao, I rarely drink alcohol when I go out.
If I remember correctly, I drank all the wine in this life with you."
Meng Xiuyuan shook his slightly drunk head and smiled at Qiao Feng.
"Haha, good man, shouldn't you drink some wine?
A thousand cups of wine is less than a thousand cups with a close friend. Drinking with heroes and heroes is the most interesting thing.
Come on, Brother Meng, I respect you. I respect you for taking my parents so seriously, you are much more qualified than me as a son."
Qiao Feng laughed and took a big sip of wine as he spoke.
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the sound, and also raised the wine bottle and said to Qiao Feng:
"My uncle and aunt are very kind to me, and it is only natural that I should be filial to them.
But Brother Qiao, you are right, this wine is more enjoyable if you drink it with heroes."
After saying that, Meng Xiuyuan also raised his head and drank heavily, which was very different from his usual elegant appearance.
The two of them chatted while drinking, talking about the things they had encountered in the martial arts over the years, and their experiences in martial arts training. They had a great time.
It's just that after all, most of Meng Xiuyuan's martial arts came from his previous life, and it was difficult to explain many things clearly, so he couldn't help but be vague.
Qiao Feng didn't care after hearing this, because he could feel that although Brother Meng's disappearance in the past few years was quite mysterious, the kindness and justice in him could not be concealed.
Especially when Meng Xiuyuan accidentally talked about some robbers and innocent people he met in his travels, he spoke very vividly.
Qiao Feng understood that he had to be a truly heroic warrior who often punished evil and promoted good, and helped those in danger and those in need, in order to have words and deeds like Meng Xiuyuan's.
At this point, Qiao Feng couldn't help but open his mind and said sincerely to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Brother Meng, I can see that you are not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also have a kind and chivalrous heart.
But I don’t know, what do you think of the current situation between Liao and Song?"
Meng Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this, wondering why Qiao Feng suddenly mentioned this matter.
When Qiao Feng saw that Meng Xiuyuan was silent, he thought it was because he was still young and did not have much involvement in national affairs, so he spoke to him again:
"Brother Meng, you are doing a great job in helping those in need, punishing evil and promoting good.
It's just that in this world, those who are most harmful to the people of the Song Dynasty are those ambitious Khitan people in the north.
Maybe you have never been to the border of Liao and Song Dynasties, so you have never seen the tragic situation there...
Every time those Khitan dog thieves cross the border and come to our country of the Song Dynasty to "beat the grass in the valley", I don't know how many evil deeds they will commit, and how many innocent Song people will be destroyed.
I hate that the Song Dynasty court is so weak that we can only let it do whatever it wants.
For many years, I, a disciple of the Beggar Clan, have been fighting against the Khitan dog thief in order to protect my family and the country.
Brother Meng, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Liao-Song border and have a look, and you will understand everything."
Qiao Feng was filled with anger as he spoke, and his majestic and majestic appearance became even more frightening. His big, thick and powerful hands clenched tightly into fists, as if he wished he could go to the border of Liao and Song Dynasties to fight the Khitans at this moment.
Meng Xiu saw him like this, and when he thought about his bloodline and origin, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and frown.
After a long while, Meng Xiuyuan slowly spoke and asked Qiao Feng:
"Brother Qiao, have you ever killed a Khitan with your own hands?"
Qiao Feng laughed loudly when he heard this, looked at the slightly sad look on Meng Xiuyuan's face, and immediately said loudly:
"Hahaha, that's natural. Not only have I killed, but I have also killed many.
From the Khitan cavalry who invaded my border to the Khitan generals commanding the army, I never let go of any of them once I encountered them.
I remember that when Wang, the former leader of the Beggar Clan, wanted to pass on to me, he set three major problems for me and asked me to do seven major feats. Several of them were to assassinate important officers and officials on the Liao border.
Brother Meng, I know you are a kind man, but those Khitan dog thieves are ferocious and brutal. If you don't kill them, it will be a great disadvantage to the people of the Song Dynasty.
Don't be too hesitant to deal with them."
Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, but he still nodded and said to Qiao Feng:
"As a Han Chinese, I will not ignore the suffering of my compatriots.
If those Khitan people want to invade my people, commit adultery and plunder, I will definitely not ignore them."
Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's attitude, Qiao Feng felt that his words just now were not in vain, and couldn't help but feel very happy. He smiled and patted Meng Xiuyuan on the shoulder. He didn't say anything, but raised his head and took another sip of wine.
Meng Xiuyuan was also secretly observing Qiao Feng's expression at this time. Seeing his state of mind, he couldn't help but sigh for Brother Qiao.
Originally, Meng Xiuyuan was still thinking about it when he was at the dinner table in the afternoon. Even for the sake of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, he should go to the Beggar Clan and find a way to start with Mrs. Ma Kang Min and the next series.
The conspiracy against Qiao Feng was nipped in the bud.
But now it seems that the tragedy of Qiao Feng's life has set the tone since he was born.
It would be very cruel to hide Qiao Feng's knowledge and let him continue to live as the leader of the Beggar Clan and help the Song people kill his Khitan compatriots.
Maybe if he makes a complete fuss and lets Qiao Feng abandon everything about the Beggar Clan and become Xiao Feng completely, his future life will be more realistic.
For a moment, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to help this forthright and generous man.
Qiao Feng put down the wine bottle and saw Meng Xiuyuan's depressed look, so he couldn't help but say:
"What's wrong, Brother Meng, is something wrong?
Ah...Actually, I'm just saying it casually, I'm not forcing you to do anything, so don't take it to heart.
Let’s not talk about this, come on, let’s continue drinking!”
Seeing this, Qiao Feng thought that the topic was too heavy and made Meng Xiuyuan uncomfortable, so he smiled, waved his hand, and lifted the wine bottle again.
But this time, Meng Xiuyuan did not continue drinking with Qiao Feng. Instead, after pondering for a moment, he suddenly said to Qiao Feng:
"Brother Qiao, it's not interesting for us to just drink.
Since I became successful in kung fu, I really haven’t met many masters except my master.
Why don't we try our hand at it and make some gestures?"