Start with ten times the talent of Zhang Sanfeng

Chapter 2 is not a scumbag, it's just a subject
Meng Xiuyuan didn't know that Song Qingshu had such a big opinion about him, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.

Because now, he obviously has more important things to face, and he has no time to deal with a child's mind.

When practicing alone in the afternoon, Meng Xiuyuan recalled what happened in the morning, and gradually figured out the key points.

The reason why he was not used to Song Yuanqiao's teaching method at that time, and even thought that Song Yuanqiao would not teach his disciples at all, was not the fault of the other party, but his own reasons.

Meng Xiuyuan's aptitude for martial arts was too low for a sect like Wudang, and it was unexpectedly low to Song Yuanqiao, so he failed to teach students according to their aptitude for the first time.

In all honesty, Meng Xiuyuan felt that he couldn't really blame him for this, because in his understanding, it was impossible for the vast majority of people to memorize a set of boxing techniques so easily.

For example, take Meng Xiuyuan learning radio gymnastics at school in his previous life. Even if a teacher slowly taught a few simple movements one by one, most of the students would have to study them for half an afternoon. learn.

And this 32-stance Wudang Changquan is far superior to radio gymnastics in terms of difficulty and number of movements. Song Daxia does not do decomposed movements, and does not stop to give people time to think. Just do it a few times and say To be honest, most people can't remember it.

Meng Xiuyuan could memorize half of it after watching it a few times, which is quite good among ordinary people.

It's just that the Wudang faction, which has been in existence for decades, clearly implements elite education.

Whether it is Song Qingshu or Song Yuanqiao's generation of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, they are all dragons and phoenixes, and their understanding of martial arts is far beyond ordinary people.You don't think that they are not the top masters compared with Yangdingtian and Sandu and others, but looking at the rivers and lakes, they can be regarded as one of a thousand miles.

Even the third-generation disciples of the Wudang sect were all carefully selected when they were admitted to the mountain gate, and they needed to have good character and talent.

Being set off by them like this, Meng Xiuyuan's martial arts talent naturally became very embarrassing.

However, this was a difficult journey, and even though his talent was not good, Meng Xiuyuan did not give up on himself.

Aren't people like this, always try hard to be willing.

So throughout the afternoon and evening, Meng Xiuyuan devoted himself to the practice of this set of Wudang Changquan with even more enthusiasm.In a remote place in the backyard alone, he punched this boxing technique back and forth a dozen times.

He knew that his current body was too young, but at the age of six or seven, he couldn't stand up to much intense exercise.So after each punch, he would sit on the stone pier next to him to rest for a while, taking this opportunity to carefully recall the inadequacies in his punch just now, and make corrections next time.

Strive to be fully focused and rewarded every time the Wudang Changquan hits.

Therefore, punching this boxing method ten times didn't sound like much, but it really exhausted Meng Xiuyuan's mental and physical strength.

It wasn't until he was so tired that he couldn't stand up that he regained his senses and realized that it was pitch darkness all around him.

"Hoo~" Meng Xiuyuan moved to the stone bench with difficulty and sat down. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he let out a long breath.

I sighed that I had never been so invested in preparing for the college entrance examination that year.

But the effort always pays off. In just half a day, he has basically become proficient in this Wudang Changquan, which has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the morning.

This solid progress brings an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Meng Xiuyuan felt that his whole body was floating.

He subconsciously began to look forward to the future in his heart:

"If I work hard for one day, I have made such great progress. If I work so hard every day in the future, and persist for decades, it will be amazing?!
Although my martial arts qualifications are average, the martial arts of the Wudang School are amazing.When Master Zhang Zhenren comes back, he will be able to personally instruct me in my kung fu.

As long as I keep cultivating hard, in the future, even if I am not as good as the Seven Heroes of Wudang and Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji, Xuanming Er Lao, Sandu, the Four Shaolin Monks, Xiaoyao Ershi, the Four Dharma Kings, Shutai Shitai, Kunlun He Taichong, Not as fresh as Huashan...

cough cough.

In short, as long as I persevere and work hard, maybe before I die, I can become... a master of the level of the five elders of Kongtong? "

The moment when his thoughts changed from sensibility to rationality, the result of this analysis quenched Meng Xiuyuan's full of enthusiasm.

He looked at the moon in the sky again, and said nothing for a long time.

After a long while, in this secluded small courtyard, a sincere question suddenly came:

"System, are you there?"

The breeze was blowing, and the stars in the sky were still shining brightly.

Unfortunately, the only response to Meng Xiuyuan was the sound of frogs croaking in a pond not far away.

……

In the early morning of the next day, it was just a little light, and Meng Xiuyuan crawled out of the bed with his sore body.

After all, depression is depression, and the gong that should be practiced still needs to be practiced.

After simply eating, washing, and going to the toilet, Meng Xiuyuan came to the open space yesterday to receive the instruction of his senior brother Song Yuanqiao.

Today's Song Yuanqiao didn't teach anything new, but checked the "after-school homework" of Meng Xiuyuan and Song Qingshu.That is, let Meng Xiuyuan and Song Qingshu both re-fight the Wudang Changquan they learned yesterday so that they can correct their mistakes.

During this period, Song Yuanqiao was still very double-standard.

When Song Qingshu was punching, although there was nothing wrong with a set of punches, Song Yuanqiao's face was not good-looking the whole time.As soon as the little guy stopped, he was scolded by Song Yuanqiao, blaming him for having fun and not working hard.

And when it came to Meng Xiuyuan, although he obviously felt that his boxing was still not as good as Song Qingshu, Song Yuanqiao had a very good attitude towards him, and praised him that "he has such a heart at a young age, and he has a bright future" and so on, listen. Song Qingshu, who was next to him, rolled his eyes, blaming his father for being too partial.

"Elder Brother, don't say that, my Wudang Changquan is far worse than Qingshu..." Meng Xiuyuan felt a little embarrassed by the blow.

"No, Junior Junior Brother. Although you did have some omissions in your boxing skills, I can see that you definitely worked hard yesterday by yourself.

You have to know that learning martial arts is not something that can be accomplished in one or two days. Natural talent is important, but your diligence and hard work are equally important. "Song Yuanqiao spoke very sincerely.

Song Yuanqiao said so, although Meng Xiuyuan's face was still hot, but he couldn't refute anything, so he bowed his head and said he was taught.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingshu was so angry that both cheeks bulged, as if they had practiced toad gong.

Fortunately, this paragraph will soon be turned over, Song Yuanqiao said that today they will also teach the two of them a new kung fu.

"I passed on your 'Meditation Breathing Method' today, saying it is a practice of inner cultivation, but it is not a real inner strength, it can only be regarded as a simple breathing method.

You don't have to force it when you practice, just keep calm and let it go. "

Meng Xiuyuan and Song Qingshu were only six or seven years old now, and they didn't remember all the meridians and acupuncture points. Naturally, it was impossible for Song Yuanqiao to teach them real internal skills.

This meditation pranayama method is simplified in Wudang internal power, created by Zhang Sanfeng himself, and is the most simple and peaceful.

When children practice well, they will strengthen their bodies and heal their diseases, warm and nourish the meridians, and lay the foundation for real internal training in the future.Even if you don't practice right, it's just two hiccups and two farts, and it won't hurt your body.

All in all, it's just laying a foundation for the real practice of internal strength in the future.

However, what surprised Meng Xiuyuan was that although he had no talent in boxing and martial arts, he was able to learn this "Meditation and Breath Regulation" very quickly.

Perhaps because of the mature thinking of an adult and the experience of being a Chinese medicine student in his previous life, Song Yuanqiao only explained this method once, and Meng Xiuyuan seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his heart, and he understood it all.

It didn't take long for Meng Xiuyuan to enter the state of "mind and rest, and the spirit does not leak out" under the guidance of Song Yuanqiao's words containing inner strength. It felt very strange.

In such a miraculous state, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't feel the concept of time, and he didn't know how long it had passed in a trance.

When Meng Xiuyuan woke up again, his mind was obviously clearer, and his body felt much less sore than in the morning.The only reason is that the blood vessels in the lower extremities are blocked due to sitting cross-legged, tingling and numbness, and it is unbearably uncomfortable.

When he stood up forcibly, if Song Yuanqiao hadn't helped him, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Senior brother, why does my leg hurt so much? Is it because I'm too weak? Or is my aptitude bad?"

From the corner of his eyes, Meng Xiuyuan saw Song Qingshu not far away. He had already started to practice boxing on his own. It was not as painful as he was, and he couldn't help but feel envious.

But I didn't expect that this time he was a little cheap.

"Where, beginners will have pain in their legs while meditating. I can't avoid it. If I have to say it, it should be that you have been sitting for too long, for nearly two hours." Song Yuanqiao looked at Meng Xiuyuan with admiration in his eyes. mean.

Meng Xiuyuan was startled when he heard the words, and hurriedly looked up. Sure enough, the sun was already hanging above his head at some point in time. Isn't it already noon.

"It's really been so long..." Meng Xiuyuan was still in disbelief.

"Little Junior Brother, you are really talented in this one. In the future, you will officially learn the profound internal skills of our Wudang School, but you must study more in this way." Song Yuanqiao, who rarely praises juniors, can't help but be sincere at this moment. complimented.

In fact, if the truth is concerned, he only said three points of this praise, and there are still seven points hidden in his heart.

You must know that the most difficult thing for children to practice is not the movement of fists and feet, but the meditation.They are young and active, but their minds are not mature enough. Generally speaking, children may not even be able to sit still.

Although Meng Xiuyuan's practice was not a serious internal exercise, but the first time he sat cross-legged, he was able to fall into stillness so smoothly, and he persisted for two hours without knowing it.

At least the seven of their apprentice brothers were far less than one-tenth of the eighth apprentice brother in front of them when they practiced at the beginning of the year.

(End of this chapter)