Zhu Yuanzhang's words were actually the thoughts of everyone present.
Most of them came from farm families and had survived for more than twenty years in this troubled world. Although they had great ambitions, in the end they were still just ordinary pawns that no one cared about.
Meng Xiuyuan's seemingly casual advice made them stand out and gain a lot of capital to survive in this troubled world.
I can't thank you enough for such a great kindness.
But just when everyone was about to echo and confess like Zhu Yuanzhang, Meng Xiuyuan actually spoke frankly:
"It doesn't need to be like this, it's just convenient for me.
Moreover, your messy sword skills, even though I have helped to modify them a lot, are still not systematic in the end. I am afraid that they will be difficult to enter in the future, and they will only be of temporary use at most.
If we really want to go to the battlefield and kill the Tatars in the military formation, it is actually more convenient to have weapons."
When everyone heard this, they all secretly sighed that Meng Xiuyuan was so kind-hearted and thought so long-term for them.
It's just that they are not too greedy about this matter.
This time Xu Da took the lead and said to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Meng Shaoxia, people like us with mud-legged backgrounds are not as good as you, the famous sect in the world.
I am already satisfied that I can receive some guidance from you today, so I don’t dare to think about any systematic martial arts.
Perhaps after he has made great achievements in the future and is appreciated by the middle and higher-level teachers, he might be bestowed with a set of skills.
It doesn't matter whether it's a long or short army, as long as you can kill the Tatars and save your life."
Everyone nodded after hearing this and agreed with Xu Da's words.
For low-level people like them who ate beef today and might be caught and beheaded by the Tatars tomorrow, they couldn't think too far ahead.
Only Ji Fei was thick-skinned and knew Meng Xiuyuan relatively well and knew that he was soft-hearted, so he had other thoughts.
After hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words, Ji Fei's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of the time when he was in the Kunlun Sect, because he mustered up the courage to ask for help from Meng Xiuyuan, which ultimately changed his destiny.
Isn't this moment just like that moment?
"Mr. Meng..." Ji Fei swallowed. Although his heart was pounding with nervousness, he still pretended to be calm and deliberately tried to test Meng Xiuyuan in a joking and relaxed tone:
"Since you have said so, how about you teach our brothers the martial arts of a set of long weapons?
We don’t seek advanced martial arts, and we don’t dare to secretly learn Wudang sect’s special skills. We can just learn some ordinary ones.
For example, we don't despise those third-rate kung fu and farming techniques from various sects that you disdain.
As long as we can kill the Tatars and save our lives, it is a good effort for us.
And when the time comes, if we use your skills to kill the Tatars, Meng Shaoxia, it will be all your credit..."
As soon as Ji Fei said this, Meng Xiuyuan didn't show any signs, but instead frightened the brothers around him.
Tang He, who was standing next to him, hurriedly pulled his sleeve secretly, while Xu Da whispered in his ear to dissuade him:
"Okay, Brother Ji. Meng Shaoxia has helped us enough. We can't be greedy..."
Everyone knew in their hearts that if a person like Meng Xiuyuan could show off any skill at random, even if it was something he didn't like, it would definitely be extraordinary.
This is an unrelated relationship, just a friendship over a meal. I have already received guidance from others and I don’t know when I will be able to repay my kindness. How can I have the nerve to learn from others’ skills?
No matter how good-tempered Meng Xiuyuan is, he will probably feel dissatisfied when he hears such words.
But what everyone didn't expect was that when they raised their heads and looked over carefully, they found that Meng Xiuyuan did not look angry. Instead, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had thought of something happy, and he said in a relaxed tone:
"Ji Fei, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten.
I do have a skill in marksmanship, which my master and I have studied together over the past year and spent a lot of effort on.
I wonder if you want to learn?"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but froze on the spot, feeling shocked and happy in their hearts, and their whole bodies were numb as if they had been struck by lightning.
But for a long time, no one dared to speak. They all swallowed hard and looked embarrassed.
In the end, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up again and sincerely expressed everyone's feelings to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Meng Shaoxia, you are willing to give us some advice. This is a blessing to us.
Now they say they want to teach us marksmanship, which really scares us.
In fact, Brother Ji was just joking for a moment, Meng Shaoxia, don’t take it to heart..."
Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this and said calmly:
"I'm giving you tips on kung fu because I ate your food and saw that each of you has the ambition to kill the Tatars, so I liked you and wanted to help you.
But this shooting method is different.
Master and I created this marksmanship to help the heroes of the world save the people and fight against the Yuan Dynasty.
As long as you meet the right person and are willing to agree to my two conditions, I will teach anyone, not just to benefit you alone.
If you have to say it, you can think of it as a transaction or an investment."
When everyone heard this, a big stone was lifted in their hearts, and they were extremely happy.
Although they did not understand what "investment" meant, they understood that Meng Xiuyuan had something to ask them to do.
And this is a great good thing.
If they just accept Meng Xiuyuan's charity, they will feel uneasy if they receive no reward for no merit. On the contrary, if they do things for Meng Xiuyuan and get credit, then they will naturally feel much more at ease when learning Kung Fu.
"Meng Shaoxia, just tell me, no matter what, we brothers will definitely work hard to do it."
"Yes, a man like Meng Shaoxia would never come up with any conditions that would deliberately make things difficult for us."
"Not to mention two conditions, there are twenty or two hundred conditions to learn Meng Shaoxia's marksmanship, and it's all worth it!"
Everyone heard the voice and agreed wholeheartedly.
Meng Xiuyuan nodded and said carefully:
"My conditions are simple.
First, after you learn it, you can only use this spear technique to drive away the Tartars and save the people, and cannot use it to do evil. If you don't follow it, you will be punished by God, and it has nothing to do with me.
Second, just as Ji Fei said just now, if you learn my marksmanship, no matter how many Tatars you kill or how many people you save in the future, you will be credited with my share of the credit.
What do you think of this deal?"
Everyone was very surprised when they heard this. They had never thought that the conditions mentioned by Meng Xiuyuan could be so simple.
What's the difference between this and giving it away for free?
But when everyone carefully observed Meng Xiuyuan's expression, they saw that he neither looked pitiful or joking, but looked serious.
The fact is that they should not understand Meng Xiuyuan's attitude at this time, because there is a huge information gap between them.
Only Meng Xiuyuan himself knew that this so-called "deal" was actually a very important experiment for him.
Because ever since he rescued Hu Qingniu and forced him to travel around the world and save people with the gift of saving his life, Meng Xiuyuan would occasionally experience a sense of happiness and ease while practicing internal skills and meditating to the deepest stage.
.
It seems to have broken free from the shackles, and also seems to have released the shackles.
This feeling was subtle and mysterious, completely different from anything he had ever experienced in his life.
But when Meng Xiuyuan deliberately pursued it, he couldn't feel this feeling anymore.
If you look closely after the incident, you will find that neither the body, mind nor martial arts practice has changed at all. This mysterious feeling is as if it never happened.
It can be said that it is unclear and unclear.
Unlike Meng Xiuyuan's ability to gain "enlightenment time" by killing evildoers, such a strange situation does not bring immediate practical benefits, and is obviously more obscure in its form.
I only vaguely knew that it was a good thing with long-term impact, but it was of no real use for a while.
As a time traveler and someone who read a lot of online novels in his previous life, Meng Xiuyuan naturally still unconsciously associates concepts like "merit" and "luck".
I guess maybe Hu Qingniu saved many more people than he could by himself, which indirectly benefited him a lot.
But in the end, there was no way to verify it. Meng Xiuyuan didn't know whether it was true or not.
After all, what he was in at this time was just a martial arts world like Yitian, and it did not involve such mysterious and mysterious things.
Therefore, all this time, Meng Xiuyuan only kept this matter in his heart and did not cause any more trouble to himself.
To this day, it was only after being reminded by Ji Fei's words, "When the time comes, if we use Meng Shaoxia's skills to kill the Tatars, it will be all your credit" that Meng Xiuyuan thought about this matter again.
That's why I came up with the idea of teaching martial arts (as an experiment).
Out of caution, Meng Xiuyuan even added two conditions that were almost overlord clauses: "Committing evil with this has nothing to do with me, and accumulating virtue with this will count for me." I don't know if it will really be useful.
But having said that, in this martial arts world, if you can come into contact with this kind of power that is beyond the world system, it is worth taking some risks.
After all, although Meng Xiuyuan doesn't know how he came to this world, he doesn't know whether he will have the opportunity to visit other worlds in the future.
But he knew that if he continued on this path, even if he could become a great master with unparalleled martial arts skills in a few decades, he would not be able to escape the constraints of the martial arts world.
At best, the result would be like his master, who would live for another hundred or two hundred years, leaving behind some legends and fame, and one day, he would still turn into withered bones.
Although the thing in front of me may not necessarily be able to work and help Meng Xiuyuan break through the limitations of this world, it is better to try it casually without affecting anything than to wait for death.
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Naturally, everyone present could not guess what Meng Xiuyuan was thinking. After hearing his words, they thought that he had the world in mind and was dedicated to contributing to the anti-Yuan cause, so they gave him such a discount.
The so-called two conditions are just to warn them not to go astray and to try their best.
Therefore, after the initial panic and hesitation, Longfeng, a group of good-natured people, quickly realized that this transfer of skills was the best opportunity to change their destiny. Fearing that Meng Xiuyuan would regret it, he hurriedly agreed with a hundred words.
Come down.
"Young Master Meng, don't worry. Today our brothers have learned your marksmanship and will live up to your instructions. We only use it to kill Tatars and save the people. We will never dare to use it as evil."
"That's right, that's right. Even if there is an evil thief who forgets his true nature among our brothers, it has absolutely nothing to do with you, Young Master Meng. You deserve to be struck by thunder from heaven."
"Hahaha, Meng Shaoxia, we are going to kill the Tatars tonight. I am not good at martial arts, so I don't know how many I can kill, but as long as I kill three, you will be counted as one."
As they spoke, everyone's tone gradually became more relaxed. They thought that Meng Xiuyuan's two conditions were joking with them, so they started to compare with each other even more.
"Brother Tang, you are so stingy. Meng Shaoxia, I am different. I will give you half. Whether it is the Tatars I kill or the people I save, as long as I make a contribution to this world from now on, I will give you half."
On Meng Shaoxia."
"None of you can do it. I will only keep one of the three, and the rest will be given to Meng Shaoxia."
"That's right, that's right. As long as we can kill all the Tatars and save the people, so what if all the credit goes to Meng Shaoxia..."
Meng Xiuyuan heard them talking more and more exaggeratedly. He couldn't help but shook his head and said with a smile:
"As long as you agree to these two conditions of mine, I'm not a greedy person.
Okay, let’s settle it.”
While Meng Xiuyuan was talking, he scanned the messy hall and happened to find a few long wooden sticks tied with cloth strips in the corner. They should have been used by monks to wipe dust from the ceiling of the hall.
He casually took one and flicked his wrist, and the dust and dirty strips of cloth hanging on it fell away, leaving only a clean long stick.
"My marksmanship is divided into two parts: training and fighting. The movements look roughly similar, but the uses are completely different.
The training method is used to increase strength and physical fitness in daily life, while the fighting method is used to kill the enemy in battle.
The difference is only in the subtleties. I will demonstrate the playing method first, and then the training method, and you will each take note of it."
As soon as Meng Xiuyuan finished speaking, he replaced the gun with a stick and started dancing on his own.
I saw that his movements were wide open and closed, not complicated, but they were really powerful, with a murderous aura in them.
Picking, poking, slashing and sweeping, it seemed that he didn't use much strength, but a sharp edge hit him, making everyone numb.
The fact is, as Meng Xiuyuan said, this marksmanship was indeed jointly created by him and Zhang Sanfeng, and it did take a lot of thought.
Meng Xiuyuan took the initiative to bring up this matter, saying that he wanted to create a marksmanship method for killing enemies in the military formation. If there was an opportunity in the future, he could pass it on to suitable anti-Yuan martyrs, which would also count as the Wudang Sect jointly contributing to the expulsion of the Tartars.
After hearing what Meng Xiuyuan said, Zhang Sanfeng naturally would not refuse. He and Meng Xiuyuan studied together for a long time before finally mastering such a marksmanship.
Although both of them have never really been soldiers and are not good at marksmanship, they have finally reached such a situation in martial arts. They can be said to be able to master all methods. In addition, both of them have the experience of confronting the army head-on. After several discussions,
, so he didn’t go astray.
When this skill was completed, both the master and the apprentice were very satisfied. They felt that it was indeed a marksmanship that was extremely suitable for military formations and could be said to be of infinite effectiveness.
So speaking of it, today is actually a win-win deal.
At this time, Meng Xiuyuan exchanged this marksmanship with Zhu Yuanzhang and others. From their point of view, it was definitely not a loss, and they might even benefit from it for the rest of their lives.
And Meng Xiuyuan himself had one more opportunity to try to find a way to transcendence, and naturally he made even more money.