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Chapter 13 Return to Wudang Mountain and Ask the Master
There are crowds of tourists at Shaoshi Mountain, and we have arrived on Sunday.

Scorching sun.

Ji Yang was carrying things with a smile on his face, feeling extremely relaxed. His fair face under the sun hat had a pair of bright eyes. Feng Yuxiu turned around and looked at him with a puzzled look: "Ayang."

Ji Yang nodded: "What's wrong?"

Feng Yuxiu's face was serious: "I feel like you've become different these past few days. You give me a dangerous feeling."

Ji Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I am taller than you."

Feng Yuxiu shook his head: "That's not right. You practice boxing just to strengthen your body. You just try it out every time. Although your boxing skills are exquisite and your moves are very handy. But if we really fight, you will definitely not be able to beat me. Because I practice to the limit every time and destroy my body for a long time. The martial arts I practice in this way have stronger lethality. But now, when I look into your eyes, I feel my eyes are burned. When I stand next to you, I feel my hair stand on end."

The burned eyes are just a metaphor. Feng Yuxiu is just expressing Ji Yang's changes. The changes from the inside out are expressed through the pupils.

Ji Yang did not answer, but fell into deep thought. He had been searching for ways to become stronger. Although he had mastered the technique of entering a state of meditation, every time he woke up from a state of meditation, although his strength increased and his body became stronger, this method of becoming stronger could not be mastered, and could not even be passed on to others. Ji Yang could not even figure out the principle behind it. He had mastered it, but it was as if he had not mastered it, and he was confused.

What if I learn Feng Yuxiu and exploit myself, exhausting all my strength in practicing boxing?

Ji Yang couldn't help but ponder this thought in his mind, but he couldn't get the point.

"A cripple dares to speak so arrogantly."

When Ji Yang was silent, someone among the tourists suddenly spoke. Feng Yuxiu turned his head and saw a man standing in the crowd. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, and his whole body was extremely strong, with terrifyingly thick arms.

He looked down at Feng Yuxiu with confidence and even disdain: "Is this gentleman also a martial artist? I have seen him before, Yokohama Ichiro."

Just as Feng Yuxiu was about to speak, Shen Xue pulled his arm, rolled her eyes and asked lazily, "Little devil, are you looking for trouble?"

Yokohama Ichiro's face darkened, but before he could say anything, the girl next to him started yelling, "What's wrong with you? Mr. Yokohama is a foreign guest, a distinguished guest, and he's here to play the game. Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Yokohama. You've made the Dragon people lose face."

Shen Xue was still not angry, and she didn't even bother to look at the little bitch. She said lazily, "Oh, playing a game, little devil, what game are you playing?"

Yokohama Ichiro glanced at the woman beside him, looking at her teasingly like a monkey. He was not angry even when Shen Xue called him a little devil. He said politely, "I was invited by Wulinfeng to compete. I just heard this gentleman talking about practicing martial arts and saying that he practices to the limit every time. Maybe it's abrupt, but we Japanese are honest people and don't want to lie. Excuse me, this gentleman is a disabled person, and what he said is probably a lie. I have no ill intentions in speaking up, I just don't want people to tarnish the martial arts."

"Ma'am, I apologize if this is intrusive."

"But I still say that this gentleman is a bit shameless."

Shen Xue rolled her eyes and patted Feng Yuxiu on the back: "Oh, let's play a game, Ah Xiu, show him some skills."

Upon hearing this, Yokohama Ichiro quickly took precautions, and the people on the stairs also moved aside to look at Feng Yuxiu as if they were watching a show.

Feng Yuxiu snorted coldly, raised his foot and stepped on the edge of the stairs. With a snap, half of the stairs shattered. Ignoring Yokohama Ichiro's crazy look, Feng Yuxiu pulled Shen Xue's hand and said disdainfully: "You can't kill anyone, why waste your words on him."

Feng Yuxiu swept his eyes around, his pupils showing no sign of concealing brutality. The tourists in front of him immediately made way, and Feng Yuxiu curled his lips: "Coward."

As the group disappeared along the stairs, people on the trail began to murmur, and some even took photos of the stairs: "Is this real? Is this a show?"

"Didn't you see that the Japanese soldier's face turned black?" "Oh my goodness, it was really crushed. It's a cement brick, even though only a corner was broken."

"The masters are among the people."

"Fuck, the bastard called us spineless."

"Aren't you?"

……

"Don't be so impulsive next time. You will be fined for damaging public property."

The old lady with the red armband glared at Feng Yuxiu, which made him look annoyed. Shen Xue paid the money and took Feng Yuxiu down the mountain.

She laughed and said, "Ah Xiu is pissed off. The little devil deserves death. Forget it. There's nothing to do here. Let's go."

Shan Ying also nodded: "Let's go, let's go, it would be bad if Ah Xiu couldn't help but beat him to death."

They really didn't feel like going on any more, so Ji Yang got in the car and the group hit the road again. In the passenger seat, Feng Yuxiu was smoking a cigarette with a rebellious look on his face, his eyes occasionally flashing with ferocity.

Ji Yang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Xiu, you have to master the power, not be mastered by the power."

Feng Yuxiu rolled his eyes: "I just feel too depressed and not free. Why did you go back to Wudang Mountain again?"

"Ask the old Taoist priest."

Feng Yuxiu's face turned serious: "Don't tell me what you have practiced?"

Ji Yang was silent, then smiled and said, "I don't know how to explain to you that my strength is increasing every day, and my body is getting stronger and stronger. Brother Xiu, I must ask for clarification. If I master this method, we can continue to become stronger. Maybe even your leg can be cured, and even Sister Xue's illness can be cured."

When Feng Yuxiu heard about Shen Xue's illness, he was immediately excited: "Really? Don't lie to me, Ayang, it hurts when I hit you."

Ji Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother Xiu, don't worry, why would I lie to you? To put it bluntly, Sister Xue's illness is low immunity. Although cancer is terrible, as long as the human body is strong enough, improving immunity can solve most problems."

"I have a hunch that the method I discovered can really make us stronger, but my mind is a mess right now. I have no idea what to do, or rather, I have so many things to think about."

"I have to figure out where to start. I also have to figure out what cultivation is. In my opinion, cultivation is cultivation, and physical exercise is physical exercise. And our martial arts moves can only be considered physical exercise at best."

Wudang Mountain, just two weeks after leaving, Ji Yang and his companions returned to Wudang Mountain.

Shen Xue had been running around for days and was a little tired, so Shan Ying accompanied Shen Xue to rest in the hotel.

Ji Yang and Feng Yuxiu took some food and went straight to Wudang Mountain to look for the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest was hard to find, as he moved from place to place every time he shot. It took Ji Yang three days to find the old Taoist priest again.

(End of this chapter)