Entering Kunlun again to practice magical skills

Meng Xiuyuan has only been to Wudang Mountain a few times since he came to this world.

Two of them were to save Zhang Wuji, one was to save Song Qingshu, and the other was to save Hu Qingniu.

Now he was going down the mountain again, but this time, it was finally just for himself.

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"Master, how long will it take for us to come back this time?"

Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously while happily packing Meng Xiuyuan's luggage.

"I can't tell. It should be at least three to five years..."

Meng Xiuyuan was holding a small book in his hand and reading it carefully, frowning slightly, obviously troubled by something. After hearing Zhou Zhiruo's sudden question, he breathed a sigh of relief, closed the book and answered.

"It's actually going to take so long... Then I have to prepare things properly."

Zhou Zhiruo was surprised when she heard this, but she didn't feel any dissatisfaction because of it. She just sorted things out faster and faster, thinking of using this to free up some time to say goodbye to her parents later.

For this 13-year-old little girl who is at an active age, leaving her family and parents is no longer as painful as it used to be.

On the contrary, hearing that Meng Xiuyuan was finally willing to take her down the mountain, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little more excited.

At this moment, two voices outside the door came from far to near:

"Little Junior Brother" "Little Junior Uncle!"

Meng Xiuyuan pushed away and saw that it was indeed Song Yuanqiao. Song Qingshu and his son were already standing at the door.

"Elder brother, Qingshu, why are you here?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head when he heard the sound, and said to Meng Xiuyuan with a hint of reproach:

"Junior brother, why did you suddenly have the idea to go down the mountain, and why did you stay there for so long?

If Qingshu hadn't come to tell me about this, I still wouldn't know about it."

Meng Xiuyuan rubbed his hands in embarrassment and explained:

"This plan has actually been planned for a long time, but today's departure is really a last-minute idea, so I still thought of going to see you to say goodbye later...

By the way, why are you guys carrying so many things? Could it be that Qingshu has changed his mind and wants to go to the Kunlun Mountains with me again?"

While he was talking, he looked at the father and son in front of him, each carrying a big baggage, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

During this trip to Kunlun, he was the first to ask Song Qingshu and invite him to go with him.

Those wild fruits and flat peaches in the green valley of Kunlun Mountain are extremely beneficial to people's practice of martial arts. Meng Xiuyuan went there this time because he was focused on improving his cultivation.

Such a good thing, he himself will not forget his good nephew.

But when Song Qingshu faced his invitation, he hesitated for a long time and finally chose to refuse.

Rather than going to the Kunlun Mountains to practice martial arts, Song Qingshu preferred to stay on the Wudang Mountains and accompany his father Song Yuanqiao to preside over many affairs within the Wudang Sect.

In this regard, Meng Xiuyuan chose to respect his opinion and was even happy that Song Qingshu had found his life goal.

After all, if the current development continues, maybe his father and son will be the next two leaders of the Wudang Sect in the future. Under such circumstances, perhaps Song Qingshu's management ability is what the Wudang Sect needs most in the future.

As for martial arts, with the improved "Wudang Nine Yang Kung" and Song Qingshu's own qualifications, it won't be too bad after all.

Song Yuanqiao obviously agreed with his son's idea. When faced with Meng Xiuyuan's inquiry, he just shook his head:

"If Qingshu doesn't want to go, then he won't go. It's good to stay on Wudang Mountain.

This bag contains all the things we have prepared for you. Take it, you may need it on the way."

Meng Xiuyuan took the baggage and opened it. Sure enough, they were all for food. They were neatly arranged and stacked together. Although they were not precious, they had obviously been prepared in such detail and that a lot of thought had obviously gone into them.

Meng Xiu saw that this was exactly the same big burden as four years ago, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional. The senior brother was obviously treating him as if he hadn't grown up yet, and wanted to prepare everything for him.

However, he did not refuse Song Yuanqiao's kindness. Instead, he happily agreed and took the baggage from Song Qingshu's hand.

"Haha, okay. Don't worry, senior brother. When I get there, I will find a way to send a letter back to report that I am safe."

Song Yuanqiao nodded upon hearing this, expressing his satisfaction, but after a moment, he couldn't help but asked again.

"Although your martial arts skills are high, you still need to be more careful when taking three children on the road...

By the way, where is the master? Have you told him about going down the mountain for a long trip?"

Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly and replied to Song Yuanqiao:

"Don't worry, senior brother, I know everything in my mind.

It was at Master's place that I discussed some martial arts issues with him, and then I came up with the idea of ​​going to the Kunlun Mountains to practice martial arts.

Naturally, he was the first person to talk about these things.

Originally, I wanted Master to go to Kunlun with me, but he didn't want to and I couldn't force him..."

The fact is that the reason why Meng Xiuyuan left in such a hurry was indeed due to the influence of his master Zhang Sanfeng.

After he discussed the issue of "compressing Qi" with his master, the master took out a small booklet, which recorded all his experiences in this aspect.

After Meng Xiuyuan came back, he carefully studied the book several times and found that just as Zhang Sanfeng said, although he had researched some methods in this area, he was still far from being able to truly succeed in compressing and liquefying the true energy.

At present, according to Zhang Sanfeng's method, it is indeed possible to compress the true energy to a certain extent, but this can only be used to make a small amount of the true energy denser for a short period of time, and use it to improve one move after another.

power.

If you want to go further, maintain it for a long time, or completely liquefy the true energy, you will be unable to do so.

Moreover, it is easy to injure oneself when practicing. If you are not careful, you will leave many hidden wounds like Zhang Sanfeng's. The side effects are very obvious.

In this regard, Meng Xiuyuan's idea is that maybe his physical foundation is not solid enough, so he has hit such a dead end. He needs to use "Physical Fitness Technique" to further strengthen his body before he can try to compress the true energy again.

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Just like liquefied gas tanks must be made of steel and cannot be made of wood or stone.

It is obvious that the stronger the container, the higher the pressure it can withstand inside.

Since there is no ingenious way, it is better to be down-to-earth and try the simplest and most straightforward way.

Anyway, even if it fails in the end, the process of strengthening the body is a kind of gain, and it will not be said to be a wasted effort.

In order to improve the efficiency of his cultivation, Meng Xiuyuan thought of going to the green valley of the Kunlun Mountains to practice cultivation quietly for a while.

He originally wanted to take Zhang Sanfeng with him and let the master eat the peaches and exotic fruits and enjoy the benefits.

But after Zhang Sanfeng listened to his suggestion, he rejected it without even thinking about it, saying that it was not necessary.

Because as Master said before, at this time, he and Meng Xiuyuan had already embarked on two different bifurcated paths in martial arts.

Meng Xiuyuan pays more attention to the cultivation of internal strength, and still wants to take the path of overpowering others. He hopes to use this method of "compressing the true energy" to break through his own limits, so that the true energy that he is about to accumulate will undergo a qualitative change, and even be able to continue in the world.

Keep going on this path of internal cultivation.

For Zhang Sanfeng, what he values ​​more is his insights and creations in martial arts, as well as breakthroughs in martial arts theory.

Establishing the "Tai Chi" martial arts as soon as possible is what he is most concerned about at the moment.

As for the peaches and exotic fruits, it doesn't matter whether he eats them or not.

Therefore, Meng Xiuyuan naturally respected his master's opinion and did not mention the matter again.

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In the afternoon of that day, Meng Xiuyuan took Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji, and A Li down the mountain together.

Song Qingshu, Song Yuanqiao and his son knew that Meng Xiuyuan did not like to leave, so they did not come to see them off, but prepared a carriage for them at the foot of the mountain in advance.

The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and with three and a half-year-old children, it is naturally impossible for Meng Xiuyuan to just walk as before.

Naturally, Meng Xiuyuan readily accepted this.

This journey has been going on for several months, and overall it's pretty stable.

Even if they occasionally encounter some blind thieves, Zhou Zhiruo and the other three can deal with them most of the time, which can be regarded as a training for them.

Until we finally arrived at Hongmei Villa, we didn't encounter anything worth writing about.

"Uncle Junior, are we going to live here from now on?"

Zhang Wuji looked at the majestic villa in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little happy.

He had heard the story of Meng Xiuyuan and Song Qingshu in the Zhuwu Link Village in the past. He was very curious about Zhuangzi who Song Qingshu described as "extremely extravagant", and today he finally saw it with his own eyes.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head, denying his conjecture:

"No, we are just staying here for one night to rest, and we will go into the mountains tomorrow."

In fact, when Song Qingshu was disposing of the property left by the Zhu and Wu families, he had already sold the Hongmei Villa to nearby business gangs, and all the money gained was used by Meng Xiuyu in various disaster relief efforts in recent years.

Almost used up.

Being able to stay here for one night is the result of the merchant gang's polite hospitality for Meng Xiuyuan's sake.

Zhang Wuji was not disappointed when he heard this. After all, he was not the kind of child who grew up spoiled. In the ten years on Binghuo Island, he had experienced no matter how miserable the environment was.

Now that he wanted to live in this Hongmei Villa, he was just a little curious after listening to Song Qingshu talking about it for so long. After one night, the novelty wore off, and he was no longer obsessed with it.
To be continued...