Start with ten times the talent of Zhang Sanfeng

Chapter 145 On a whim
"Meng Shaoxia, what's wrong?"

Yang Yunsu was very surprised when he heard Meng Xiuyuan say that.

She didn't understand why Meng Xiuyuan had just come up from the bottom of the sea and said that he suddenly had something to leave.

Meng Xiuyuan pondered for a moment when he heard the sound, and then said:
"Miss Yang, when I was practicing under the sea just now, the true qi meridian in my body has changed.

The matter is very important, I urgently need to go back to Wudang, and ask my master Zhang Zhenren to help the staff appraise it. "

Yang Yunsu frowned upon hearing this, and asked Meng Xiuyuan worriedly:

"The change in the true qi meridians...is it because your 'compressing true qi' is successful, or is there something wrong with it?"

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the sound, and explained:
“It’s not easy to say, the situation is quite complicated.

The true qi in my body has indeed been compressed into a liquid state, but it’s not all a good thing..."

As he said that, Meng Xiuyuan casually slapped his palm on the surface of the sea next to him, and there was a loud "bang", a huge column of pure white water rose into the sky, and after a while, it turned into splashing water droplets and fell back to the surface of the sea again superior.

"This……"

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's shocking slap, Miss Yang felt her heart skip a beat, and her eyes widened involuntarily.

The more you practice kung fu, the more you understand the limitations of the human body, and you know when human power is exhausted.

Even though Yang Yunsu had already overestimated Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu as much as possible, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes today, she still couldn't believe that someone could have such power in one palm.

After a while, Yang Yunsu's expression gradually changed from surprise to seriousness, and he asked Meng Xiuyuan:
"Meng Shaoxia, you said it's not all good things, is it because using this kung fu will hurt your body?
If so, then no matter how powerful this kung fu is, you shouldn't try again..."

There must be a price for going against the sky, so when Miss Yang was thinking, she subconsciously felt that Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu had gone against the harmony of the sky and would hurt her body, so she couldn't help worrying about him.

But after Meng Xiuyuan heard the words, he just shook his head, and then explained:
"It's not that it will hurt the body that badly, it's just that after the liquefaction of the true energy, I can't control it."

"It's hard to control?" Yang Yunsu didn't quite understand what Meng Xiuyuan said.

"Well, to put it simply, it's fine if I don't need my true energy, as long as I use my true energy to make a move, I will use almost all my strength, and I can't finely control the power of martial arts moves.

The same is true for lightness kung fu, if I mobilize my true energy to use light kung fu now, I will fly out if I can't say it.

So, I may not be able to heal you for the time being..."

Meng Xiuyuan had no idea what to call the liquefied true qi, and he didn't have time to explain it to Miss Yang, so he still called it by the name of true qi.

Yang Yunsu shook his head quickly when he heard the words, and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"It's okay, it's okay, my injury is almost healed.

Meng Shaoxia, you don't need to worry about it, you should focus on your own affairs first. "

Meng Xiuyuan nodded when he heard the sound, and the two immediately returned by boat.

On the return boat, Meng Xiuyuan sat on the bow, sitting cross-legged and resting, and continued to try hard to control the liquefied true energy in his body.

But it is a pity that the situation at this time is like a weak child trying to swing a big hammer. Although he can barely swing it once or twice, it is too difficult to control it precisely.

This true gas, compressed into a liquid state by the pressure of the seabed, is too stiff and heavy to control.Even though Meng Xiuyuan tried several times, he still didn't get very good results.

But in the cabin behind Meng Xiuyuan, Yang Yunsu kept silent all the time, not daring to disturb Meng Xiuyuan who was practicing his kung fu.Only a pair of eyes stared directly at his back, unwilling to move away for a long time.

So until they landed, when Meng Xiuyuan wanted to bid farewell to Miss Yang and leave, the two stood face to face, but they didn't speak for the first time.

After a while, Meng Xiuyuan took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Yang Yunsu:

"Miss Yang, thanks to your kindness ten years ago, I learned part of the Nine Yin Manual, which had a profound influence on my martial arts path, and I really can't repay it.

Although the name of this "Healthy Art" is somewhat ordinary, it can be regarded as the highest achievement of my own martial arts.

Its detailed content and attention to advantages and disadvantages have all been stated in the book.

Give it to the girl, I hope it can help you in the future. "

Hearing this, Yang Yunsu reached out to take the booklet subconsciously, but lowered his head so as not to meet Meng Xiuyuan's eyes, and said softly:

"Meng Shaoxia, ever since you came up from the bottom of the sea, I have the feeling that you are hiding something from me.

Seeing you give me this kung fu, it proves even more.

At this moment, I just feel that if you leave, we may not see each other for a long time.

Is it or is it not? "

Meng Xiuyuan was taken aback when he heard the words, but he couldn't imagine why Yang Yunsu would suddenly guess that women's minds were indeed meticulous.

For a while, he pondered silently, thinking about how to explain this matter to Miss Yang.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's expression, Miss Yang naturally knew that she had guessed right, so she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But after a while, before Meng Xiuyuan could speak, Miss Yang took a deep breath and raised her head again, with a bright smile on her beautiful and refined face:
"There is no need to worry so much, Meng Shaoxia, I don't want to be your burden.

We have known each other for ten years, although we really don't spend much time together, but every moment when I am by your side, I feel happy in my heart.

I have regarded you as a friend since I met you. "

As she spoke, Miss Yang shook the secret book that Meng Xiuyuan had given her, with a rare playful look on her face:

"If you give me this skill, I will naturally accept it.

It's just that I don't take it as a reward, but rather as a gift between friends. "

After saying that, Miss Yang didn't give Meng Xiuyuan a chance to say goodbye, and immediately turned around and drifted away.

A moment later, when her figure had gradually faded away, the slightly nostalgic voice was sent to Meng Xiuyuan's ear by internal force:

"Behind Zhongnan Mountain, Tomb of the Living Dead, Meng Shaoxia, you know where I live.

I hope you don't forget to have a friend like me.

If we are free in the future, we may be able to roam the rivers and lakes together again. "

……

After bidding farewell to Miss Yang, Meng Xiuyuan headed west.

Since the zhenqi in his body was hard to control, he was afraid that the lightness kung fu would be too powerful, so Meng Xiuyuan bought a horse to travel on the road, rode the horse and whipped it all the way, and when the horsepower was exhausted, he could sell it at the market and exchange it for another one.

Wearing the stars and wearing the moon in this way, rush back to Wudang Mountain at the fastest speed.

The reason for this, as Ms. Yang guessed, was that besides a problem with Meng Xiuyuan's "compressing true energy", there was something else hidden in it.

In fact, ever since Meng Xiuyuan gave Zhu Yuanzhang the "Health Cultivation Method" and "Wu Mu's Last Letter" and bid farewell to him, a thought popped into his mind, that is, for some reason, he must go to the bottom of the sea to complete the practice of "compressing true energy" as soon as possible.

It's just that at that time he was concerned about Miss Yang's injury, so he didn't take it too seriously.

Later, when Miss Yang was injured and asked him what his plans were for the next step, he blurted out the matter, which is why.

But at the moment when he really completed the training of "compressing true energy", another thought suddenly popped up in his mind, that is, he wanted to hurry back to Wudang Mountain and challenge his master Zhang Sanfeng.

This time the thought was stronger and more obvious, Meng Xiuyuan didn't know where it came from, but he only felt that if he missed the opportunity, he might regret it for the rest of his life, and it would be difficult to make up for it.

It is not an exaggeration to say that such a strange feeling is a "whim".

Meng Xiuyuan thought about it carefully, and the abnormality in the secret path might be related to the reason why he traveled here, so he never dared to underestimate such a vision, lest he missed some opportunity.

So, when Meng Xiuyuan returned to Wudang Mountain, he didn't have time to greet his senior brothers and nephews. The first thing he did was to find the small courtyard in the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and look for the trace of his master Zhang Sanfeng.

Fortunately, as he expected, when he arrived, Master Zhang happened to be punching in the yard.

"Xiuyuan, when did you go back to the mountain? Why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's appearance, Zhang Sanfeng asked worriedly.

"Master, I have encountered a strange thing..."

Meng Xiuyuan should tell Zhang Sanfeng all the contents of it.

For Master, he has never had anything to hide about most things, even if it is about these secrets.

Zhang Sanfeng also had [-]% trust in his little apprentice. Although what he said felt a little unreal, he still didn't hesitate, and after thinking for a while, he replied to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Xiuyuan, I haven't read much about this so-called 'whim' strange thing except reading it in miscellaneous books and myths.

But since you have such a thing on your mind, it doesn't matter if we try it.

After all, it's just a sparring session, and it doesn't take much effort. "

Meng Xiuyuan was a little silent when he heard the words. He changed his eagerness before and stood there with his head bowed.

After a while, he suddenly said to Zhang Sanfeng:

"Master, if this matter is serious, I will leave if there is no final conclusion."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know what Meng Xiuyuan said, and he didn't know where the so-called "leave" was going.But since Meng Xiuyuan didn't say it clearly, he didn't ask any more questions.

On the contrary, seeing the hesitation in Meng Xiuyuan's eyes at this time, he couldn't help comforting him in a warm voice:

"What are you afraid of when you leave? When the child grows up, one day he will go out to make a living.

Since it is such a rare good thing, how can we miss it because of a little nostalgia?

A man should naturally put his career first. "

Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan frowned and hesitated for a long time before finally nodding his head.

Seeing his little apprentice like this, Zhang Sanfeng smiled kindly, and took the lead in pushing open the courtyard gate and walking in the bamboo forest outside, and said to Meng Xiuyuan while walking relaxedly:
"I think we, master and apprentice, haven't fought each other for five or six years.

In fact, I am also very curious about how powerful your "compressing true energy" can be after you practice it.

But my small yard can't stand the toss, let's go further. "

Meng Xiuyuan heard the sound and hurried to catch up.The master and apprentice walked further into the depths of the bamboo forest, until they could no longer see the hut in the distance, and only saw countless green bamboo forests around them, then they stopped.

"Master, you are careful."

Now that Meng Xiuyuan had made up his mind at this time, he didn't dawdle any longer, and bowed respectfully to Master Zhang Zhenren.

Immediately, he saw his left leg slightly bent, his right arm bent inward, and he drew a circle with his right palm, and with a whistling sound, he pushed towards the position to the left of the real person.

The next moment, there was a rumbling and whistling, and wild and unrivaled palm force gushed out, breaking all the green bamboos along the road, and actually forcibly cleared a passage in the bamboo forest.

Seeing that Meng Xiuyuan's palm had such power, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help being surprised, secretly thinking that it was really extraordinary.

At the same time, he also understood that Meng Xiuyuan's first palm was actually a slight hit on purpose.The purpose is to prepare him, the master, not to get hurt because of carelessness.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help being amused, and joked with Meng Xiuyuan:

"Xiu Yuan, that's right. It's a good trick "Kanglong Yougui", you have already practiced "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" quite well.

But you don't have to let me. Although I am old, my hands and feet are still flexible.

Since we want to learn from each other, we still need to be more serious. "

Meng Xiuyuan hurriedly shook his head when he heard the words, and explained:

"Master, how dare I.

I just forgot to say that my skill of 'compressing zhenqi' is flawed, and I can't send and receive freely.

Every move is almost exhausted.

I just want to remind you. "

Fighting against such a great master of martial arts from ancient times to the present, Meng Xiuyuan is naturally not qualified to say the word "let".

Zhang Sanfeng also found it strange when he heard about it, but it was not easy to ask more questions during the sparring, so he nodded the same way, expressing that he knew and would be more careful.

So, when he started again, this martial art, which is the most powerful in the world and has shocked the old and the young, was forced to use almost all his strength.

Relying on the advantage of "compressing true energy", Meng Xiuyuan was invincible and unparalleled in every punch and kick, and the roar of energy seemed to level the bamboo forest.

As for Zhang Sanfeng, relying on his superiority in the realm of martial arts, he integrated a set of Taijiquan into the "artistic conception of martial arts", and brought into full play the so-called "four or two strokes of a thousand catties" to the extreme.

Obviously, the power contained in every move of Meng Xiuyuan is far higher than that of Zhang Sanfeng, but he can defuse it freely, and even use his strength to hit Meng Xiuyuan back.

Fortunately, Meng Xiu was far superior in his youth, and he had greatly strengthened his body in the emerald valley by means of the "Healthy Technique", so he did not fall behind.

In this way, Meng Xiuyuan and Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but fell into a war of attrition.

After a long while, the bamboo around the master and apprentice had basically been poisoned, and they fell to the ground in all directions.On the contrary, countless bamboo leaves were dropped from the bamboo, and they were blown into the air by the aftermath of the fight between the two, flying everywhere.

For a moment, the master and apprentice seemed to be fighting in Zhuyeyu.

Bamboo leaves fell one after another, outlining the shape of the invisible vigor of the two people's strikes. If there was a third bystander present, it would only feel that the discussion became more poetic for a while.

However, both master and apprentice didn't care about these, they were engrossed in the fight.

Due to the tremendous pressure brought by Zhang Sanfeng, Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously relearned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Magic Ability of Snap Fingers, and gradually returned to the more familiar Zhenkong Palm and Yiyang Finger.

Every move is almost without thinking, but it is natural.

But even so, it was still difficult for Meng Xiuyuan to gain the upper hand.

After another half hour, Meng Xiuyuan's compressed zhenqi consumed too much energy and was almost exhausted.On the other hand, the Master Zhang Zhenren on the other side is still able to do a job with ease, and there is no sign of fatigue
Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan felt wrong, and only thought that if he continued like this, he would lose.But just as he was thinking hard about how to win, he accidentally revealed a flaw.

The next moment, Zhang Zhenren's hand was already entangled. Meng Xiuyuan hurriedly tried to get rid of it, but he didn't want to use his strength. It seemed a coincidence that he just broke through the master's defense and hit Zhang with a simple straight punch. On the chest of a real person.

Although Zhang Sanfeng deflected [-]% of the punch with his body's supple strength, his chest was still constricted and he retreated several steps.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan's complexion was even uglier than Zhang Sanfeng's.

Because he obviously felt that this last move must have been deliberately designed by Zhenren Zhang:

"Master, why did you let me..."

Before he finished speaking, his vision went dark, and he immediately passed out on the ground.

(End of this chapter)