Under the careful care of Zhang Sanfeng and others, Meng Xiuyuan's injury healed quickly.
Although it looked like he was beaten several feet away by Master Zhang, which was very miserable, this was actually a manifestation of Master Zhang's timely retraction. At the moment when Master Zhang's internal force spontaneously rebounded, he took back most of the blows in time.
The internal force that was too late to be recovered was dispersed all over Meng Xiuyuan's body to relieve the force, causing him to be knocked out more, with no damage to his meridians and internal organs.
The reason why Meng Xiuyuan felt very painful when he was flying in mid-air and quickly passed out was because he had not systematically learned internal skills and could not control the infuriating energy in his body well. After suddenly suffering such a blow, the energy in his body
His anger was aroused and he was running around randomly, which was why he reacted so violently.
Master Zhang Sanfeng personally helped him use his kung fu and straighten his Qi, so naturally he was fine in less than half a day.
Not only that, in order to allow Meng Xiuyuan to better control the Qi in his body, Master Zhang taught him the basic internal skills and mental methods of the Wudang Sect.
This is not because Zhang Zhenren is reluctant to teach Meng Xiuyuan advanced internal skills, but he is too young now, and he happens to have accumulated a part of the Qi from external skills in his body. Zhang Zhenren is afraid that if he suddenly learns advanced internal skills, what will happen to him?
Because the exercises are complicated, it is difficult to control the true energy in the body for a while, and problems may easily occur.
After all, the more mysterious the internal strength is, the more difficult it is to practice and requires a specific foundation. Although Zhang Sanfeng's own internal strength foundation in his youth came from the basic part of the Nine Yang Divine Skill taught by Master Jue Yuan, the internal strength of the Wudang Sect is authentic Taoism.
The exercises were created by him after thoroughly reading the Taoist canon and comprehending nature. If you want to practice, you need some foundation in Taoism.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't know what Meng Xiuyuan's current foundation was, so he was not in a hurry to teach him advanced martial arts directly. Instead, he asked him to guide and regulate the true energy in his body through basic internal skills, and it would not be too late to learn more advanced ones in the future.
Meng Xiuyuan didn't feel any regrets about this. He heard what Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao said before and remembered it in his heart. Even though there were so many strange things that couldn't be explained in his body, the masters and brothers on Wudang Mountain also treated him.
He always has a protective and trusting attitude, and it is impossible for him not to feel this warmth.
Therefore, Meng Xiuyuan was even more happy to be a member of the Wudang Sect. It was really rare to be able to enter such a friendly and tolerant sect after just traveling through time.
As for martial arts, there is no need to worry. As long as he has laid the foundation and wants to learn something in the future, won't the master not teach him?
Just relax your mind and work hard to learn little by little.
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In the next few days, Meng Xiuyuan spent most of his time in his room, sitting cross-legged and practicing.
From dawn in the morning to midnight, in addition to eating, washing, and sleeping for a total of only three hours a day, all Meng Xiuyuan did was to silently move his Qi over and over again, following the method taught to him by Zhang Sanfeng.
Cultivation of inner strength.
Although Zhang Sanfeng had also warned him that he was still young and should not overdo the exercises. If he felt something was wrong, he should stop exercising immediately. But in the past few days, he had been practicing so hard every day, but he had not felt any discomfort at all.
However, every time I exercise for a week, I feel refreshed and my whole body feels extremely comfortable, so I don’t stop to rest deliberately.
Perhaps the Wudang sect's internal martial arts are indeed extraordinary, or perhaps he has some talent in internal martial arts. In just a few days, Meng Xiuyuan quickly became comfortable and skilled from a beginner who just tried to sense and guide Qi.
The scattered internal energy in the body that was developed from the outside to the inside by Wudang Changquan was quickly guided and hidden in the Dantian, and as it circulated in the meridians, it became much thicker.
For Meng Xiuyuan, cultivating internal strength was a longing and novel thing. In addition, practicing it felt so comfortable. He quickly became obsessed with it and didn't think about anything else at all. He just practiced it with his heart.
It's like being blind to what's going on outside the window.
When the masters and brothers heard that he didn't leave the house all day, they were a little worried at first, and they all came to see him. But when they saw him sitting cross-legged on the bed with a happy expression and a comfortable body, they knew that there was nothing wrong with his practice.
On the contrary, he looked like he was getting a lot of profits, so he didn't bother him and thoughtfully arranged for the Taoist boy to bring him three meals on time every day.
Such peaceful and comfortable days passed quickly, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye. Meng Xiuyuan himself felt nothing, barely aware of the passage of time, and just repeated this kind of practice life day by day.
It wasn't until this morning that a childish call suddenly came from outside his room door, which finally put his almost solitary life on pause:
"Uncle Master, I'm sorry to bother you, Qing Shu wants to see you."
Meng Xiuyuan, who had been concentrating on practicing in a quiet environment for a long time, was shocked when he heard this, and the flow of true energy in the meridians was also interrupted.
Fortunately, the Wudangxin method he practices is the authentic Xuanmen method. It is the safest during practice, and there are almost no gas outages in ordinary times. Meng Xiuyuan immediately calmed down his mind, followed the meridians to complete the cycle, and returned to the Tibet.
In the Dantian, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes.
"It's Qingshu, come in." Meng Xiuyuan said as he stood up.
Song Qingshu opened the door and came in, his head lowered, not daring to look directly at Meng Xiuyuan.
"Qingshu, what's wrong? What's the matter?" Meng Xiuyuan asked in confusion.
"Uncle Master..." Song Qingshu hesitated for a long time before summoning the courage to continue: "Uncle Master, dad asked me to ask you to go to the main hall. Master is also waiting for you there..."
"Oh, okay, then I'll go right away." Although it's not clear why Song Qingshu behaved like this, since his master and senior brother asked him to go, there must be something coming to him.
With that, Meng Xiuyuan walked out the door, but just as he was about to go out, Song Qingshu's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Uncle...I'm sorry!"
Song Qingshu said the last three words "I'm sorry" very loudly, which made Meng Xiuyuan jump. He quickly turned around and asked: "What's wrong Qingshu, what happened?"
Song Qingshu shook his head, blushed, and said with a look of annoyance and shame:
"No, uncle, I want to apologize to you for what I did before."
"Apologize?"
"Well, I used to think that I was very talented. After winning a competition, I felt complacent. But when I faced you, Uncle Master, I actually felt proud.
Daddy told me, uncle, you are extremely talented. Now you want to defeat me easily, but you don’t want to argue with me or hit me, so...
Uncle Master, not only did you not blame me, you also gave me such a precious paper kite.
I'm sorry, Uncle Master, it was Qingshu who was wrong."
After saying this in one breath, the blushing Song Qingshu bowed deeply to Meng Xiuyuan, tears already beginning to well up in his eyes.
"Haha, okay, okay, it's not so serious. It's okay, my uncle has never blamed you." Meng Xiuyuan stepped forward and patted Song Qingshu's shoulder lightly, saying with a smile.
For a child of six or seven years old, jealousy and pride are easy emotions to arise. From the perspective of an adult, Meng Xiuyuan never paid attention to the little quarrel between Song Qingshu and him at that time, and had long forgotten it.
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"By the way, is the paper kite fun?" Qingshu didn't say anything, but Meng Xiuyuan had forgotten that such a thing existed.
"It's fun! Lingxu and the others came to ask me to borrow it, but I won't borrow it. I can't let them dirty the paper kite you gave me, uncle." Speaking of the paper kite, Xiao Qingshu's face became even redder with excitement.
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"Hahahaha, a real man, be generous, it's okay to borrow them for fun. But if they are broken, my uncle will find a way to buy them for you."
Amused by the child's cuteness, Meng Xiuyuan comforted Xiao Qingshu a few more words, then turned around and left the room, heading towards the main hall.
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Because Song Qingshu didn't explain clearly what Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao were looking for, Meng Xiuyuan walked in a hurry along the way. It could be said that he ran all the way, because he was afraid of keeping the two of them waiting for too long.
What Meng Xiuyuan didn't expect was that in just ten days, when he started running, he felt that his legs and feet were obviously much lighter than before. Moreover, after running so far from the backyard to the main hall in a blink of an eye, he actually didn't move at all.
No wheezing either.
According to common sense, he had been suffocating in his room for the past ten days and rarely exercised. He didn't even do the routine Wudang Changquan every day. His body should be weaker, but the reality was just the opposite.
This was the first time Meng Xiuyuan felt the magic of inner strength.
With such an unexpected and pleasant mood, Meng Xiuyuan rushed to the main hall in a rush to greet his master and brother, with a smile on his face.
"Junior brother, what makes you so happy?" Song Yuanqiao asked Meng Xiuyuan with a smile.
On Wudang Mountain, as Meng Xiuyuan's martial arts initiate, he was perhaps one of the people most familiar with Meng Xiuyuan. In Song Yuanqiao's impression, Meng Xiuyuan always looked young and mature. In the more than half a year of getting along,
Song Yuanqiao rarely saw Meng Xiuyuan smile so heartily, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Senior brother, our Wudang Kung Fu is really powerful and miraculous! Although I have only practiced this basic internal skill for ten days, I have already benefited a lot.
When I practice Qigong every day, I feel very comfortable and relaxed all over my body. I enjoy every week when my Qi is running.
Also, I just ran from the backyard and my legs felt light and light. I was not tired at all after such a long distance.
No wonder all the senior brothers are respected heroes in the world, and they have been practicing this exquisite technique for decades, don't they have high martial arts skills?"
The surprise and novel feeling in Meng Xiuyuan's heart made him speak very sincerely.
However, Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao had strange expressions after hearing this. They looked at each other and then couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.
"Master, senior brother, what's wrong? Am I wrong?"
Seeing that the meaning in the smiles of the two people was not simple, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't figure out what was going on and could only ask blankly.
"Xiuyuan, you are too impatient." Zhang Sanfeng looked at Meng Xiuyuan with a pair of bright eyes. Although his voice was still kind and gentle, there was a convincing heaviness in his words:
“The way of martial arts cannot be achieved overnight and cannot be forced.
You are still young, so it is good to have the idea of working hard to practice martial arts, but you still need to lay a solid foundation with peace of mind, and don't pursue too much courage and advancement.
Especially when it comes to the inner training of luck, you should avoid being impatient. Although my Wudang sect's Kung Fu is peaceful and peaceful, if you want to practice to a high level, you still need to get rid of your inner demons and be calm and calm. Otherwise, you may run the risk of getting burned and hurting your body.
Remember, remember.”
Zhang Sanfeng taught so earnestly that Meng Xiuyuan naturally did not dare to refute, but in his heart, he still felt a little strange.
After this lesson for a long time, Meng Xiuyuan still didn't know where he went wrong.
Impatient? Am I impatient?
Meng Xiuyuan thought that although he had been practicing for a long time these days, he was doing it bit by bit as Zhang Sanfeng taught him. There was nothing too eager for success. It was just because practicing was so comfortable and interesting that for a while
I don’t really want to stop, so I shouldn’t be impatient...
He had many thoughts in his mind, but he did not say them out due to his personality. After all, in his mind, a god-like figure like Zhang Sanfeng could never go wrong in martial arts, so just listen.
However, Song Yuanqiao on the side looked at the expression on Meng Xiuyuan's face and knew that he was confused, so he took the initiative to explain thoughtfully:
"Junior brother, actually Master came to you today to say this. We have seen you practicing in the house day and night these days, and we are a little worried.
Internal strength training is boring and boring. It is indeed not easy for you to persist for such a long time. But it is not good to insist on it too forcefully.
I think you have always wanted to learn Neigong and thought it was magical. Now that you suddenly learned it, you felt a sense of novelty in your heart, so you beautified all the related things in your mind.
You have just learned the Wudang Mental Technique for ten days, and it is already quite difficult to straighten the true energy in your body. You have not learned the skill of making your legs light and healthy, so how can it be so easy to make your legs light and strong?
Also, as you just said, your whole body feels comfortable when doing exercises. In fact, it is just a function of your own mentality.
Everyone says that practicing qi while sitting cross-legged is the most exhausting. Except when you have deep skills and break through all the entrances in the body, who would say that practicing qi is relaxing..."
Song Yuanqiao didn't think about blaming Meng Xiuyuan. He could understand Meng Xiuyuan's mood, because he was also very excited when he first started practicing martial arts. He really felt like he was getting stronger every day.
But Master is right, the road to martial arts cannot be completed overnight. How to continue after the novelty disappears is the key.
In the eyes of Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao, Meng Xiuyuan had just started practicing his internal strength and had an illusion because he was too excited.
"However, I really feel comfortable when I practice. The feeling is very strong. I don't think it's an illusion..."
Hearing that the senior brother's experience was very different from his own, Meng Xiuyuan didn't dare to hold back what he was saying anymore, and hurriedly spoke and emphasized. After all, he didn't understand the practice of internal strength, and his experience was so different from what his senior brother said.
He was afraid that he had not practiced correctly and something had gone wrong.
"Huh? Really comfortable?" Song Yuanqiao was stunned when he heard this and found that things seemed to be a little different from what he thought.
Zhang Sanfeng next to him pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth and said:
"As for feeling relaxed physically and mentally when practicing internal strength, I occasionally feel this way. It's just that this feeling is very dull, and it's not easy to feel it if you don't pay attention and take the initiative to notice it.
Xiu Yuan actually said that he felt this way very strongly... It seems that it may also be caused by his special physique."
Zhang Sanfeng thought of the inexplicable Qi that appeared in Meng Xiuyuan's body before, and couldn't help but think about it. After a moment, a possibility that he couldn't even believe appeared in his mind.
"Xiuyuan, come here, I'll help you take a look..."
In order to verify his idea, Zhang Sanfeng quickly called Meng Xiuyuan to him, gently pressed his palm against his back, and used his inner strength to explore his body.
Master Zhang carefully moved his true energy through all the meridians on Meng Xiuyuan's body. After a while, he still found nothing unusual. In his opinion, all the meridians on Meng Xiuyuan's body were the same as those of ordinary people, and there was nothing special about them.
Finally, Zhang Sanfeng, who still had unsolved doubts in his mind, was extremely careful and decided to send his own internal power into Meng Xiuyuan's Dantian for exploration. It is very dangerous to use one's own internal power to enter someone else's Dantian, so Master Zhang used his kung fu like this.
Only those who have practiced to the point where they can do whatever they want dare to do this.
The next moment, Zhang Sanfeng used his inner strength to wrap up the true energy in Meng Xiuyuan's Dantian. What followed was something that surprised him so much that even his indifferent face couldn't help but be moved by it.
"Xiuyuan, have you eaten anything special these days? For example, strange medicinal materials, strange-shaped fruits, etc..." Zhang Sanfeng asked Meng Xiuyuan very puzzledly.
"No, I haven't left the room these days, and I only eat the food that was delivered... What's wrong, Master? Is there something wrong with my body?" Zhang Sanfeng's words and demeanor frightened Meng Xiuyuan. For a moment, Meng Xiuyuan was frightened.
He unconsciously wondered if he had been poisoned or injured inadvertently.
"If Xiuyuan, you have never taken any precious medicinal materials, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, how could your true energy increase so much in ten days?" Zhang Sanfeng said softly, as if he was asking Meng Xiuyuan, but also as if he was asking himself.
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"Junior brother, how much has your inner strength increased these days?" Song Yuanqiao next to him couldn't help but ask.
"If I have had any adventures or taken some miraculous medicine to boost my skills, it's not too much. But if it's true that just practicing in the room has increased these internal powers, Xiu Yuan may...maybe it should be regarded as my life."
A martial arts prodigy that I have never heard of.
He has been practicing hard for ten days, and at least he has achieved the results of hundreds of days."
"Ten days of hard training can equal what an ordinary person can achieve in a hundred days..."
In this way, Junior Brother, if he practices Nei Kung Fu for one day, he will have the power of an ordinary person for ten days. If he practices it for one year, he will have the power of ten years?!"
Song Yuanqiao, who had always been indifferent and conciliatory, couldn't help but be surprised, and said in surprise with his eyes widened.
Zhang Sanfeng took a deep look at Meng Xiuyuan in his arms, then looked at the surprised Song Yuanqiao, shook his head slightly and said:
"I'm not talking about others, but I'm talking about myself as the standard.
If I were to reach the same level as him, it would take at least a hundred days of hard work to achieve the inner strength he has accumulated in these ten days."