Zhang Sanfeng practiced with Meng Xiuyuan for two hours, explaining and demonstrating in detail beside him from time to time. It was not until noon that Meng Xiuyuan finally mastered the "Purple Sky Sword Qi".
When he saw that Meng Xiuyuan had learned well, as a master, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that "there are successors". He pulled Meng Xiuyuan to his side and said warmly:
"The three sets of martial arts I created for you each have their own characteristics.
"Shocking Sky Palm" was modified from "Shaking Mountain Palm", with a strong and masculine force. Although the martial arts principles are not very profound, it is precisely because of this that it is easier to control its power.
With your internal strength, you can break iron and rubble at worst, and subdue your opponent without hurting anyone at lightness. It is very convenient and may be the most commonly used martial art for you in the future.
"Xuan Jia Gong" uses Qi to protect the body. It is a Kung Fu that can protect one's body and life. It is especially good at resisting sneak attacks by flying hidden weapons. There is nothing to say about this Kung Fu. As your internal strength improves, its effectiveness will naturally increase.
The only thing I hope is that you can practice it often, and even practice it to the extent that it occurs unconsciously, so that you can feel at ease as a teacher in the world.
Only this "Purple Sky Sword Qi" contains mysterious martial arts principles. As you said, "resonance", it may also be a martial arts path that has not been paid attention to by the predecessors.
I think you are quite talented in this martial arts and should study it in depth and bring forth new ideas.
In addition, you are gifted with internal power, and your skills will become even more pure and powerful in the future."
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were full of hope and joy, as if he had actually seen Meng Xiuyuan slice through the clouds in the sky with his sword.
"Yes, disciple, please remember." Meng Xiuyuan nodded respectfully and memorized the master's teachings deeply. However, there was only one point in it. He had some doubts in his heart and was not sure, so he asked Zhang Sanfeng:
"But Master, I have already mastered the "Pure Yang Wuji Kung", can I still make greater progress in the future?"
Zhang Sanfeng heard this and did not answer. Instead, he threw the question back to Meng Xiuyuan:
"What do you think?"
Meng Xiuyuan briefly recalled it and replied:
"In the past few days since I mastered "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu", I can still feel my progress every time I practice it. The total amount of true energy is increasing, and the purity of true energy is also slowly improving.
But I always feel that this kind of improvement is not unlimited and will eventually come to an end."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said:
"Yes, your feeling is right. When our manpower is exhausted, our energy will naturally be exhausted.
First, if a person is too old, the aging of the body will also affect the internal energy. Although the true energy will become more and more pure with practice, the total amount will not be as abundant as in the prime of life.
Secondly, the human body is mortal after all, and the total amount of Qi that can be carried in the Dantian is naturally limited. This limit depends on the individual's talent and the skills he practices, but the overall difference is similar.
For the vast majority of warriors in the world, this restriction is meaningless, because they may not be able to reach one-tenth or two-tenths of their own limit after training hard all their lives.
But for you, this is a big problem.
You are extremely talented, and you can practice internal energy ten times faster than me. You have been practicing diligently every day for the past ten years. Even though the speed of accumulating true energy in "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" is a little slower, the total amount of true energy is now no less than mine.
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So to apply yourself to others, even in the best case scenario, if you practice for another year or two, the energy in your Dantian will be accumulated to the limit."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard Master's explanation, he was stunned at first, and then felt somewhat depressed.
This is not to say that he, Versailles, felt that his inner strength, which was deeper than Zhang Sanfeng's, would not be enough in this world of Yitian.
It's just that this so-called "ten times Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength talent" is his biggest reliance after time travel. Seeing that it will soon lose its effectiveness, naturally he can't help but panic.
Master Zhang Zhenren naturally saw through Meng Xiuyuan's thoughts at a glance and comforted him:
"Don't panic, don't worry. There may be a limit to the accumulation of true energy in the Dantian, but you should understand that cultivating internal strength is not just about storing true energy.
If you don't talk about anything else, just talk about the purity of your internal energy, there is no limit. Every time you practice Qigong for a week, your internal energy will become a little bit purer, so you can't deceive others.
The skills I teach you all attach great importance to the purity of internal strength. If you practice internal strength for a long time, the power of your moves will naturally increase."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he nodded to Master Zhang Zhenren. In fact, he also understood the truth.
To understand it in terms used in games before time travel, the depth of internal power represents the "mana limit", while the purity of internal power can be considered "spell strength", which can directly affect the damage of skills (moves).
In particular, the three martial arts created by Zhang Sanfeng for Meng Xiuyuan all rely heavily on internal strength. They are all skills with high mana consumption, low basic damage, and high "magic power" bonus.
If you practice this internal skill day by day, the power of your moves will become stronger day by day.
Thinking of this, Meng Xiuyuan's confidence became much stronger, and a smile appeared on his lips again.
Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng was afraid that if he praised Meng Xiuyuan too much, he would be careless and suffer losses in the world in the future, so he took Meng Xiuyuan's hand and said warmly:
"Although you are young, few people can match your current martial arts skills. However, when you travel in the world in the future, the situations you will encounter will be complicated and people's hearts are sinister, so you must be fully prepared.
These days, I have been thinking about what kind of skills I should create to protect you.
According to my current thinking, what you need most right now is a method of luck healing and detoxification.
It's a pity that the veteran is not very proficient in medical science, and there are so many weird and cruel poisons in the world that it is difficult to say that he can prevent them with just one skill, so he has no clue yet.
I have been reading medical books carefully recently and studying the principles of the human body. I think I will gain something in a few years.
Before that, you'd better not go down the mountain to avoid being poisoned by traitors. Anyway, you're not very old, so there's no harm in waiting a little longer."
While Zhang Sanfeng asked Meng Xiuyuan carefully, he subconsciously wanted to pat Meng Xiuyuan on the head like he did in the past.
But as soon as he raised his hand, he found that Meng Xiuyuan had grown taller than him. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and took his hand back without leaving a trace.
After hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Meng Xiuyuan felt warm in his heart. Thinking of Yin Susu's words yesterday, he couldn't help but agree:
Master indeed has a lot of preference for him.
After ten years of getting along, Meng Xiuyuan can clearly feel that Zhang Sanfeng treats him differently from the other Wudang Seven Heroes.
Zhang Sanfeng's love for the Seven Heroes of Wudang is both his master and his father. It is as deep as a mountain, but there is a sense of distance.
But Zhang Sanfeng and Meng Xiuyuan are like a pair of biological grandfathers and grandchildren, with only endless pampering and care.
Even though Meng Xiuyuan now has superb martial arts skills, Zhang Sanfeng is still worried that he will suffer a disadvantage due to his inexperience and advises him to go down the mountain to practice martial arts when he is older.
At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan looked at Zhang Sanfeng's eyes and looked at him. It was indeed the same as the love shown by his grandfather in his previous life. The figures of the two old men who also loved him slowly overlapped in Meng Xiuyuan's heart.
"Master, I'm sorry!"
Meng Xiuyuan felt a pain in his heart and threw himself into hugging Zhang Sanfeng. Tears flowed down unconsciously in his eyes.
"Silly boy, why are you crying? Can Master still blame you?"
Zhang Sanfeng naturally knew what Meng Xiuyuan was thinking. He raised his hand to help him up, carefully wiped Meng Xiuyuan's tears with his sleeves and said comfortingly:
"You are kind-hearted and can't stand your fifth sister-in-law's behavior back then. It's not your fault.
It is me and your senior brothers who are wrong.
I also understand that no matter how many good deeds we do and how much effort we put into making up for it, the people of the Longmen Escort Bureau will never be able to come back from the dead. The balance between good and evil is just the wishful thinking of those who are still alive.
It's just that your senior brothers and I, although we have the reputation of being chivalrous, are still just mortals of flesh and blood, with closeness and distance in our hearts.
Cuishan has been trapped overseas for ten years, and now he has finally returned. Now that they are husband and wife, no matter how difficult it is to separate, your senior brothers and I can't bear to see him die because of this.
In this way, it is us who should apologize to you.
Master, I failed to set a good example for you."
Meng Xiuyuan's body trembled when he heard this, and he blamed himself more and more, and quickly shook his head. He was just sobbing so hard that he couldn't speak for a while.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Sanfeng gently smoothed his back and said warmly:
"Why do you behave like such a child?
I remember that when you went up the mountain ten years ago, you were still a kid the size of a pea, but you were still able to talk without being humble or arrogant. Why are you not as good as you were in the past ten years?"
Meng Xiuyuan felt a little embarrassed when his master said this. He quickly wiped away his tears and pretended to be natural and joked:
"I think after spending ten years in the mountains, not caring about worldly affairs, and practicing the 'Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu' all day long, people must have become more 'pure'.
What Master said is absolutely correct. It would be really dangerous for me to go down the mountain now. I can’t think straight, and I’m afraid I might do something stupid.”
Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said very freely:
"Who said that being 'pure' is not good? I was so happy to see you like this.
You are kind and intelligent by nature, but sometimes you think too much and it bothers you.
And remember, in the future, just act according to your heart and there is no need to look forward or backward.
What can be wrong with doing good deeds based on your heart?
Even if you really get into trouble, just go back to our Wudang Mountain and be my master and carry it for you."