Chapter 14
For a year, Meng Xiuyuan was alone and did not dare to leave this waterfall.
To meditate and exercise in it every day is to use flowing water to take away the dryness of the heart and overcome difficulties in one go.
During this year, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but want to give up every moment, and there were many random thoughts in his heart from time to time.
"Why do I have to suffer like this?"
"This fire keeps burning, I'm afraid it will burn me to death one day."
"Even if I abolish "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" and switch to other courses, I will still be able to reach the current state with only a few years of talent, and I will still be a super-class internal force in the world.
"What's so good about this "Pure Yang Wuji Gong", I will go to Kunlun with Zhang Wuji at that time, and look for the "Nine Yang Shen Gong", is it invincible in the world? Why bother?"
"Master has said that you don't have to endure if you can't hold on, you can teach me other kung fu."
"I'm only fifteen or sixteen years old. I don't think it's normal for women, so why force myself."
"If I say that I want to get married and have children, Master's character who loves the younger generation will definitely be happier to see the disciples and grandchildren. The brothers should also be booing, and help me introduce the young and beautiful women from various schools to me."
All kinds of distracting thoughts came and went in Meng Xiuyuan's heart, and they went and came again. As time went by, they became more and more serious, tormenting him day and night.
Even Meng Xiuyuan couldn't figure out how he, who has always been good at giving up, persisted.
Until late one night, the dryness in my heart suddenly became more serious, so serious that even the waterfall could not be suppressed, and even the pool could not be cooled.
He gritted his teeth and did a week after week of kung fu.
At a certain moment, a drop of clear spring suddenly fell in my heart, and the dryness of the evil sect receded like a tide.
The waterfalls, the fragrance of flowers, the croaking of frogs, and the moonlight, all reappeared in Meng Xiuyuan's perception.
Only then did Meng Xiuyuan know that his work had finally come to pass.
……
Meng Xiuyuan was relieved after a year of torture, and finally returned to a normal life.
But after that, Meng Xiuyuan didn't go back to the mountain immediately because he needed to consolidate, but decided to stay by the waterfall and pool for a few days.
Although there is no need for this waterfall to suppress the irritability in his heart, he has been accustomed to the quiet environment here after a year of cultivation, so he is not in a hurry to go back.
But I didn't expect that today, I suddenly learned from Song Qingshu's mouth that it turned out that Master's [-]th birthday was so close.
Meng Xiu hiked the tip of his foot lightly on the stone, and his whole body floated to the shore as if he was not gravity-fed, as fast as a dream.
"Then I'll go back first, Qing Shu, be careful on the way."
Meng Xiuyuan's voice slowly reached Song Qingshu's ears, he looked intently, and suddenly there was no sign of the little uncle in his field of vision.
He hurriedly turned his head to look at the edge of the cliff, but saw that Meng Xiuyuan's body was swaying like a feather blown by the wind. He lifted his feet and borrowed a few strengths on the steep cliff, and then he reached the top of the cliff.
The trees, forests, peaks and mountains are like walking on the ground at Meng Xiuyuan's feet.
Meng Xiuyuan is currently teaching the "Ladder to the Clouds", which he has worked hard for several years.Although it's not necessarily how delicate he is in the subtleties, but he can't stand his inner strength is really deep, and the speed of vertical lift is still very amazing.
There are not many brilliant Qinggong in the world, and Wudang Ti Yunzong is definitely one of them that is both brilliant and famous.
Like many Wudang kung fu, although this Ti Yun Zong practiced his legs at the beginning, if he wanted to go deeper, he attached great importance to internal strength.
This year, Meng Xiuyuan finally practiced "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" to the fullest. Although he had wasted a year of practice in Qinggong, he is now more relaxed and comfortable than before.
Following the familiar mountain road, he felt a strong wind blowing against his face, and it didn't take long for Meng Xiuyuan to return to the mountain gate of Wudang.
"Uncle Master!" "Uncle Master, you are finally back" "Uncle Master is coming to play football together, we are just one person away..."
When the three generations of disciples and Taoists in the sect saw Meng Xiuyuan coming back, they all greeted him happily, with natural intimacy in their eyes.
To say that over the years, the Seven Heroes of Wudang have become more and more famous in martial arts, and they are all respected heroes.But among these three young disciples of the Wudang School, the one they liked most was this young uncle who was almost the same age as them.
After all, although Meng Xiuyuan is of high seniority and is favored by Master Zhang Zhenren, but because of his personality and modern thinking, he has no pretence at all, and he has the same attitude when getting along with everyone.
In addition, he likes to play when he is not practicing, and "invents" many games including football, poker, etc., which are very popular among children in Wudang, and naturally very popular.
It was only today that he didn't have the heart to play with them anymore, he just asked:
"Where is the master, I'm anxious to see him."
"Master Tai is in the room, and Uncle Master is with him." Ling Xu replied in the crowd.
"Well, good. Then you can kick first. Next time I'll play together and teach you a new trick." Meng Xiuyuan waved his hand and walked away again with his toes.
"What new move, little uncle, make it clear before you leave..." An impatient third-generation disciple couldn't help but ask.
"Bengbu roundabout is amazing, you will know when the time comes." Meng Xiuyuan's smiling voice came from afar.
……
"Master! I'm back!" Before the door was fully opened, Meng Xiuyuan's shouting had already come in, and it was so shocking.
This kind of behavior would seem a little unruly on the other three generations of disciples and even the other seven warriors of Wudang. Only Meng Xiuyuan did it, but it really made Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao in the house really happy.
"Xiu Yuan..."
When Zhang Sanfeng heard the sound, he saw that his little disciple walked into the door so cheerfully. He knew that there must be no major problem in his practice. The stone that had been hanging in his heart for a year was finally put down, and he couldn't help but smile. .
"Little Junior Brother, you haven't seen him this year, but you've grown a lot. Master, look, this is taller than me." Song Yuanqiao happily hugged Meng Xiuyuan's shoulders and looked up and down carefully.
When I saw my younger brother again after a year, I just felt that this child grew up so fast that he was already an adult before he knew it.
"Time flies so fast, I clearly think that the scene where Xiu Yuan and Qing Shu practiced martial arts and played together seemed to have happened only yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, he's already a dashing young hero."
Song Yuanqiao was inexplicably moved in his heart and was very emotional.
When Meng Xiuyuan just went up the mountain ten years ago, Zhang Sanfeng went down the mountain for Yu Daiyan's affairs, and Song Yuanqiao did the things that took care of and taught Meng Xiuyuan, so the relationship with Meng Xiuyuan was naturally deep.
Different from the brotherhood of other Wudang Seven Heroes, Song Yuanqiao really looked at Meng Xiuyuan, the eighth junior brother of the same age as Qingshu, as if he was looking at his own son.
Now that Meng Xiuyuan has grown up, Song Yuanqiao is naturally a little gratified.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that old man, Xiu Yuan was born so handsome and handsome, but he was so tall.
It's just that people are thinner, is it because I haven't eaten enough in the mountains this year..."
Zhang Sanfeng had a hearty smile on his face, as if he was very free and easy, but he couldn't help but worry about his disciple.
"Your kung fu... it's done?!" Zhang Sanfeng felt the vigorous and mellow pure Yang internal force in Meng Xiuyuan's body, his eyes flashed, and he looked up at Meng Xiuyuan and asked.
"It's done, it was completed just two days ago.
I was thinking of consolidating for a few more days, but after hearing Qing Shu talk about the time, I realized that I almost missed your [-]th birthday, Master. "
Meng Xiuyuan said with a smile, as if it wasn't him who was burned to death by the fire a few days ago.
"If you want to be successful in pure Yang Gong, what will be tested by others is your talent, but what will be tested by you is your perseverance and xinxing.
Not easy, not easy.Xiao Xiuyuan must have suffered a lot this year..."
Zhang Sanfeng patted Meng Xiuyuan's hand distressedly. He was as pedantic as he was, so he naturally knew what life Meng Xiuyuan had spent this year, and therefore valued this little disciple who persisted in gritted teeth more and more.
He looked at Meng Xiuyuan kindly, and said warmly:
"Actually, my so-called birthday, but how can I pass it. You know, we are both the same master and apprentice, and we have never liked these tedious things. It is better for us to invite a large group of fellow martial artists to be guests to celebrate the birthday. Comfortable to have a meal behind closed doors.
It's just that your fifth senior brother and his wife returned to the mountain a few days ago. You are the only one who hasn't seen each other yet. You really should meet.
There are eight of you under my sect. Today is complete, and this is the real happy event.
Seeing the eight of you together in front of me intact and safe, I am happier than myself living another 100 years. "
(End of this chapter)
For a year, Meng Xiuyuan was alone and did not dare to leave this waterfall.
To meditate and exercise in it every day is to use flowing water to take away the dryness of the heart and overcome difficulties in one go.
During this year, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but want to give up every moment, and there were many random thoughts in his heart from time to time.
"Why do I have to suffer like this?"
"This fire keeps burning, I'm afraid it will burn me to death one day."
"Even if I abolish "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" and switch to other courses, I will still be able to reach the current state with only a few years of talent, and I will still be a super-class internal force in the world.
"What's so good about this "Pure Yang Wuji Gong", I will go to Kunlun with Zhang Wuji at that time, and look for the "Nine Yang Shen Gong", is it invincible in the world? Why bother?"
"Master has said that you don't have to endure if you can't hold on, you can teach me other kung fu."
"I'm only fifteen or sixteen years old. I don't think it's normal for women, so why force myself."
"If I say that I want to get married and have children, Master's character who loves the younger generation will definitely be happier to see the disciples and grandchildren. The brothers should also be booing, and help me introduce the young and beautiful women from various schools to me."
All kinds of distracting thoughts came and went in Meng Xiuyuan's heart, and they went and came again. As time went by, they became more and more serious, tormenting him day and night.
Even Meng Xiuyuan couldn't figure out how he, who has always been good at giving up, persisted.
Until late one night, the dryness in my heart suddenly became more serious, so serious that even the waterfall could not be suppressed, and even the pool could not be cooled.
He gritted his teeth and did a week after week of kung fu.
At a certain moment, a drop of clear spring suddenly fell in my heart, and the dryness of the evil sect receded like a tide.
The waterfalls, the fragrance of flowers, the croaking of frogs, and the moonlight, all reappeared in Meng Xiuyuan's perception.
Only then did Meng Xiuyuan know that his work had finally come to pass.
……
Meng Xiuyuan was relieved after a year of torture, and finally returned to a normal life.
But after that, Meng Xiuyuan didn't go back to the mountain immediately because he needed to consolidate, but decided to stay by the waterfall and pool for a few days.
Although there is no need for this waterfall to suppress the irritability in his heart, he has been accustomed to the quiet environment here after a year of cultivation, so he is not in a hurry to go back.
But I didn't expect that today, I suddenly learned from Song Qingshu's mouth that it turned out that Master's [-]th birthday was so close.
Meng Xiu hiked the tip of his foot lightly on the stone, and his whole body floated to the shore as if he was not gravity-fed, as fast as a dream.
"Then I'll go back first, Qing Shu, be careful on the way."
Meng Xiuyuan's voice slowly reached Song Qingshu's ears, he looked intently, and suddenly there was no sign of the little uncle in his field of vision.
He hurriedly turned his head to look at the edge of the cliff, but saw that Meng Xiuyuan's body was swaying like a feather blown by the wind. He lifted his feet and borrowed a few strengths on the steep cliff, and then he reached the top of the cliff.
The trees, forests, peaks and mountains are like walking on the ground at Meng Xiuyuan's feet.
Meng Xiuyuan is currently teaching the "Ladder to the Clouds", which he has worked hard for several years.Although it's not necessarily how delicate he is in the subtleties, but he can't stand his inner strength is really deep, and the speed of vertical lift is still very amazing.
There are not many brilliant Qinggong in the world, and Wudang Ti Yunzong is definitely one of them that is both brilliant and famous.
Like many Wudang kung fu, although this Ti Yun Zong practiced his legs at the beginning, if he wanted to go deeper, he attached great importance to internal strength.
This year, Meng Xiuyuan finally practiced "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" to the fullest. Although he had wasted a year of practice in Qinggong, he is now more relaxed and comfortable than before.
Following the familiar mountain road, he felt a strong wind blowing against his face, and it didn't take long for Meng Xiuyuan to return to the mountain gate of Wudang.
"Uncle Master!" "Uncle Master, you are finally back" "Uncle Master is coming to play football together, we are just one person away..."
When the three generations of disciples and Taoists in the sect saw Meng Xiuyuan coming back, they all greeted him happily, with natural intimacy in their eyes.
To say that over the years, the Seven Heroes of Wudang have become more and more famous in martial arts, and they are all respected heroes.But among these three young disciples of the Wudang School, the one they liked most was this young uncle who was almost the same age as them.
After all, although Meng Xiuyuan is of high seniority and is favored by Master Zhang Zhenren, but because of his personality and modern thinking, he has no pretence at all, and he has the same attitude when getting along with everyone.
In addition, he likes to play when he is not practicing, and "invents" many games including football, poker, etc., which are very popular among children in Wudang, and naturally very popular.
It was only today that he didn't have the heart to play with them anymore, he just asked:
"Where is the master, I'm anxious to see him."
"Master Tai is in the room, and Uncle Master is with him." Ling Xu replied in the crowd.
"Well, good. Then you can kick first. Next time I'll play together and teach you a new trick." Meng Xiuyuan waved his hand and walked away again with his toes.
"What new move, little uncle, make it clear before you leave..." An impatient third-generation disciple couldn't help but ask.
"Bengbu roundabout is amazing, you will know when the time comes." Meng Xiuyuan's smiling voice came from afar.
……
"Master! I'm back!" Before the door was fully opened, Meng Xiuyuan's shouting had already come in, and it was so shocking.
This kind of behavior would seem a little unruly on the other three generations of disciples and even the other seven warriors of Wudang. Only Meng Xiuyuan did it, but it really made Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao in the house really happy.
"Xiu Yuan..."
When Zhang Sanfeng heard the sound, he saw that his little disciple walked into the door so cheerfully. He knew that there must be no major problem in his practice. The stone that had been hanging in his heart for a year was finally put down, and he couldn't help but smile. .
"Little Junior Brother, you haven't seen him this year, but you've grown a lot. Master, look, this is taller than me." Song Yuanqiao happily hugged Meng Xiuyuan's shoulders and looked up and down carefully.
When I saw my younger brother again after a year, I just felt that this child grew up so fast that he was already an adult before he knew it.
"Time flies so fast, I clearly think that the scene where Xiu Yuan and Qing Shu practiced martial arts and played together seemed to have happened only yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, he's already a dashing young hero."
Song Yuanqiao was inexplicably moved in his heart and was very emotional.
When Meng Xiuyuan just went up the mountain ten years ago, Zhang Sanfeng went down the mountain for Yu Daiyan's affairs, and Song Yuanqiao did the things that took care of and taught Meng Xiuyuan, so the relationship with Meng Xiuyuan was naturally deep.
Different from the brotherhood of other Wudang Seven Heroes, Song Yuanqiao really looked at Meng Xiuyuan, the eighth junior brother of the same age as Qingshu, as if he was looking at his own son.
Now that Meng Xiuyuan has grown up, Song Yuanqiao is naturally a little gratified.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that old man, Xiu Yuan was born so handsome and handsome, but he was so tall.
It's just that people are thinner, is it because I haven't eaten enough in the mountains this year..."
Zhang Sanfeng had a hearty smile on his face, as if he was very free and easy, but he couldn't help but worry about his disciple.
"Your kung fu... it's done?!" Zhang Sanfeng felt the vigorous and mellow pure Yang internal force in Meng Xiuyuan's body, his eyes flashed, and he looked up at Meng Xiuyuan and asked.
"It's done, it was completed just two days ago.
I was thinking of consolidating for a few more days, but after hearing Qing Shu talk about the time, I realized that I almost missed your [-]th birthday, Master. "
Meng Xiuyuan said with a smile, as if it wasn't him who was burned to death by the fire a few days ago.
"If you want to be successful in pure Yang Gong, what will be tested by others is your talent, but what will be tested by you is your perseverance and xinxing.
Not easy, not easy.Xiao Xiuyuan must have suffered a lot this year..."
Zhang Sanfeng patted Meng Xiuyuan's hand distressedly. He was as pedantic as he was, so he naturally knew what life Meng Xiuyuan had spent this year, and therefore valued this little disciple who persisted in gritted teeth more and more.
He looked at Meng Xiuyuan kindly, and said warmly:
"Actually, my so-called birthday, but how can I pass it. You know, we are both the same master and apprentice, and we have never liked these tedious things. It is better for us to invite a large group of fellow martial artists to be guests to celebrate the birthday. Comfortable to have a meal behind closed doors.
It's just that your fifth senior brother and his wife returned to the mountain a few days ago. You are the only one who hasn't seen each other yet. You really should meet.
There are eight of you under my sect. Today is complete, and this is the real happy event.
Seeing the eight of you together in front of me intact and safe, I am happier than myself living another 100 years. "
(End of this chapter)
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