Two days later, at midnight, the moon was bright and the stars were few.
At the entrance of Zhiyan Bizhuang, Shangguan Mingyuan was quietly waiting for Yu Ziqing's arrival, with a nervous look in his eyes from time to time.
Although he knew that Yu Ziqing was an extraordinary person, he still had to worry about gains and losses when things came to pass. He had never experienced this feeling since Shangguan Mingyuan washed his hands in the golden basin and withdrew from the underground forces in Hang Lincheng.
In the dark night, Shangguan Mingyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and a young man in the distance was slowly walking towards this side.
Although he has short hair and is dressed in casual clothes, the young man gives Shangguan Mingyuan a detached and fairy-like feeling at this moment. Shangguan Mingyuan even feels a trace of ancient vicissitudes from him.
Shangguan Mingyuan hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. When he came to Yu Ziqing, he clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Lao Yu."
Yu Ziqing waved his hand and said calmly: "You gave me the writing materials, and I helped you. There is nothing to thank you for."
Hearing Yu Ziqing himself say that the four things he asked for last time were calligraphy materials, Shangguan Mingyuan couldn't help but feel shocked and excited. He couldn't help but think of the magical scene he saw when he was a child, but Yu Ziqing's last half sentence
But it was like a splash of cold water that poured over him. Obviously, Yu Ziqing's implication was that after tonight, we were clean and we didn't want to have anything to do with him again.
Shangguan Mingyuan tried his best to suppress his inner excitement and subsequent disappointment, and said respectfully: "Those materials are just external possessions and nothing at all, but tonight the master gave Mingyuan a chance to be reborn. Mingyuan should thank the master for his reincarnation."
Grace."
Yu Ziqing smiled lightly and said: "There is no need to say any polite words, let's go upstairs."
Shangguan Mingyuan led Yu Ziqing up to the second floor.
Yu Ziqing asked Shangguan Mingyuan to sit quietly in front of him, and then felt for his pulse. After a moment, he let go and said calmly: "There is something wrong with the internal mental method you practice. Once your skill reaches a certain level, your luck will easily branch out and become uncontrollable.
It can range from your cultivation not progressing but retreating, to severe cases from going crazy, your meridians are blocked, until you wither and die. Your meridians have been blocked for two years, and if you still can't unblock them, I'm afraid you will die in less than five years."
Shangguan Mingyuan was shocked when he heard this, and his face was full of excitement. The rise of the Shangguan family was because one of their ancestors accidentally obtained a incomplete Kung Fu book three hundred years ago. It was just because the Kung Fu technique was incomplete that some
It's like crossing the river by feeling the stones, and it's easy to make mistakes in practice. It's okay at the beginning, but the further you go in practice, the more loopholes you have, and the easier it is to make mistakes.
"Master, please give me your generous advice. I, the Shangguan family, will never forget your great kindness." Shangguan Mingyuan hurriedly stood up and knelt down to Yu Ziqing.
Not to mention kneeling down, if he could obtain the complete technique, even if Shangguan Mingyuan had to cut his neck to death, he would never frown.
This is related to the future rise and fall of the Shangguan family!
Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand to stop him and said calmly: "Since I want to return your favor, I will relieve your worries. As for the Shangguan family, it has nothing to do with this matter. You don't have to say whether I am a big favor or not."
Although Yu Ziqing divided things very clearly, Shangguan Mingyuan could not separate himself from the official family. For him, if Yu Ziqing taught him the complete training method, he would actually pass on the complete training method to the Shangguan family.
Practicing the exercises will help the Shangguan family get rid of the difficulties in cultivation that they have faced for three hundred years.
However, since Yu Ziqing wanted to make things so clear, Shangguan Mingyuan did not dare to disobey him and sit back down in his original position.
Yu Ziqing asked Shangguan Mingyuan to keep his mind as calm as water, then he took out twenty silver needles from his bag, struck out like lightning, inserted them into the vital points of Shangguan Mingyuan's twelve main meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, and shouted in a low voice: "Luck will move you."
achievement!"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Mingyuan used his luck to perform his martial arts, and within a moment, the blocked meridians were broken through, and his yellow face gradually turned rosy.
When Yu Ziqing saw this, he knew it was done and took back the silver needles one by one.
"Thank you so much, Master, for saving your life!" Shangguan Mingyuan felt that his body was full of energy and his qi flowed smoothly, and he couldn't help but thanked him with great excitement.
Yu Ziqing waved his hand and said, "Bring me a pen and paper."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Mingyuan hurriedly got up and went to get a pen and paper. Yu Ziqing took the pen and without any thought, he wrote down a set of internal Qi movement techniques on the paper with flying colors.
"Just follow this practice from now on. As for how much success you can achieve, it all depends on your own destiny." After saying this, Yu Ziqing stood up to leave, and Shangguan Mingyuan hurriedly stood up to see him off.
But Yu Ziqing stopped him and said, "No need, I'll go by myself."
Shangguan Mingyuan watched Yu Ziqing drift away helplessly, feeling lost in his heart, knowing that he had no share in the immortal fate like his grandfather, but finally Yu Ziqing not only helped him open the blocked meridians, but also left him a set of cultivation techniques.
Speaking of which, this harvest has far exceeded Shangguan Mingyuan's expectations.
As soon as he thought of that set of cultivation techniques, Shangguan Mingyuan hurriedly picked up the paper that Yu Ziqing left for him. When he saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned and couldn't calm down for a long time.
The exercises on this paper are exactly the same as those practiced by his Shangguan family, but the missing parts have been completed.
"It's such a pity that there are such immortal figures in the world, what a pity!" Shangguan Mingyuan looked in the direction where Yu Ziqing disappeared, sighing with emotion, with a look of regret on his face.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when I left Bizhuang. As I walked on the road, the wind blew in my face, bringing bursts of autumn-like coolness.
Yu Ziqing's requirements for sleep time are no longer very high, and he is not in a hurry to return to Datang New Village. He walks leisurely on the street alone, enjoying the rare purity and coolness.
Before arriving at Azhen Baozi Shop, I noticed that the lights were on and a man was walking out of the shop cursing.
Yu Ziqing's face changed slightly and he hurried towards Azhen's Steamed Bun Shop. He saw that the shop was in a mess and flour was scattered all over the floor. The proprietress squatted on the ground with messy hair, folded her arms, buried her head inside and sobbed softly.
She was wearing a floral T-shirt with two buttons off, revealing a piece of white flowers on her chest. It was obvious that she had gone through a struggle. Her daughter Wenwen sat on the ground blankly, with a look of horror in her eyes.
Yu Ziqing's expression changed again, and he turned around without hesitation and strode towards the man who just came out of the store.
The man was stopping a car at this time, opened the car door and was about to leave. Suddenly he felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his head, but someone pulled his hair, which he had not cut for two months.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much, who the hell is it, let go!" The man cursed and grabbed his head with both hands, trying to get rid of Yu Ziqing's hand.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the taxi driver hurriedly drove away.
"Get the hell out of here!" Yu Ziqing cursed as he pulled the man's hair and dragged him to Azhen's bun shop.