After leaving the Shaolin Temple, Meng Xiuyuan never traveled far again.
He gathered his energy and slowly walked down the mountain road to the unknown village at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
In that familiar little hut, Meng Xiuyuan spent the last part of his life.
For a few days, Meng Xiuyuan sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, calming his mind and calming his nerves.
Until noon that day, something suddenly moved in his heart, and he knew that the time had come.
When he opened his eyes and raised his head, he saw a pure white light shining in the room, coming straight towards him.
In the soft light, Meng Xiuyuan quickly lost control of his body.
Meng Xiuyuan, who had experienced this process once, no longer found it strange. After a few days of meditation and adjustment, he was fully prepared to face the next world.
Finally, he reluctantly glanced at the rough iron sword beside him that had been with him for more than ten years, and said "goodbye" to the world. Meng Xiuyuan then let go of his thoughts and waited for reincarnation.
But the next moment, he was suddenly shocked, and he immediately woke up from this peaceful state.
The true energy was extinguished, the flesh and blood melted, and the body disintegrated at an extremely fast speed. This process was exactly the same as when he traveled through the previous life, and nothing changed.
But at this time, Meng Xiuyuan had been able to "see" a lot more because of the "Shangqing Huangting Scenery Sutra" that had warmed his spirit for a long time.
The skin, bones, meridians, and muscles were dismantled one by one by the white light without any loss, and were eventually transformed into the essence of the original energy.
The whole process unfolded before Meng Xiuyuan's eyes, like a live teaching that was so mysterious that it was difficult to describe, telling Meng Xiuyuan the mysteries of the human body.
At this point, Meng Xiuyuan didn't know how valuable such an experience was. He immediately concentrated his mind and carefully felt the process of his body being dismantled, not wanting to let go of anything.
It is a pity that Meng Xiuyuan's "enlightenment state" cannot be activated under this situation. With his own limited consciousness, he can only see flowers in the mist or the moon in the water, and it is difficult to see clearly.
When the body finally melted and the white light gradually dimmed, Meng Xiuyuan only remembered one-tenth of the secret.
But even so, he was quite excited in his heart. He felt that he had benefited immensely from practicing body training, far more than the sum of all the magical skills and secrets he had obtained in the past.
Just when Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously wanted to sort out this knowledge and integrate it with his existing "Physical Fitness Technique", his consciousness quickly became blurred.
The next moment, the essence of vitality accumulated in the two lifetimes transformed together with the soul and turned into rainbow light, shining directly into the sky.
During the whole process, there were many vague voices thanking him.
Most of them thanked him for preventing a Song-Liao war, so that many innocent people in the world were able to survive, and did not have to be trampled by horse hooves and the disaster of war.
After every word of thanks, Meng Xiuyuan felt that he had gained something insignificant. Added up, it can be regarded as adding up to a lot.
Until these sounds gradually faded away, and then there was another long and hazy dream.
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In the second year of Daye of Sui Dynasty, Jiangnan.
To the east of Poyang Lake and at the west end of the Zhejiang River, there is a large town called Cuishan. There are about more than 2,000 households in it. The population is quite prosperous. Stone bridges and tiled houses are lined up in rows, giving it the appearance of a prosperous water town.
At the east end of the town, there is a small restaurant with a booming business.
It had just reached noon, and the house was already full, the diners were noisy, and the house was filled with the aroma of food.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, why don't you see Brother Meng today, but you are doing the work by yourself?"
A customer walked in and saw the boss's wife who was already very busy and turned pale. He couldn't help but ask subconsciously.
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang quickly waved her hand, making a silent gesture, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
The obvious meaning was to ask the guest to keep his voice down so as not to disturb the boss who was cooking.
Everyone here is a familiar customer and knows everything about it. When the person next to him saw this situation, he couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"If you ask me, your boss must be too mean to others. He only lets his children work hard every day without paying them any wages.
Brother Meng couldn't bear to drink blood and skin like this, so he ran away secretly last night..."
"fart!"
A low shout came, and a skinny, short old man walked out of the kitchen with a sullen face, holding a hot bowl of rice in his hand and delivering it to the guest's table. His words were quite dissatisfied:
"Isn't my treatment of that boy good enough?
A few days ago, officers and soldiers came again to recruit people to build the canal, including women and children. It was only because I paid him 3,000 yuan that he was exempted from corvee labor.
Calculated at fifty dollars a month, it would take him five years to pay me back..."
The guest didn't feel angry when he heard his scolding, but he was surprised and made fun of him with strange words:
"I said, Lao Zhang, you are really unkind. Five strings of money a month can be considered wages. It is not even enough pocket money.
Although Brother Meng is not old, he is smart and neat in doing things, no worse than adults..."
In the Sui Dynasty, it was five bahts and ten bahts per string. Even in this small town, the salary of twenty bahts a month was considered quite meager, let alone only five bahts.
After several months of contact, the townspeople here are quite fond of the little boy with a handsome and cute face and an easy-going and gentle personality. They can't bear to see the black-hearted boss squeezing him so much, so they couldn't help but echoed:
"That makes sense, Lao Zhang, you're almost done.
Why don't you look at how much the business in your little restaurant has improved since Brother Meng came?
If he hadn't been so smart at a young age and improved the taste of your food, would so many people come to eat it?"
"That's right, don't go too far in life.
Last time, Lao Zhang, when you were sick and couldn't get up, Brother Meng took care of the cooking for you. His skills were really incredible.
Lao Zhang, if you don't be nice to Brother Meng, he might even open a restaurant next to your house after staying there for a few years.
By then, we will all go to his place to eat and won’t take care of your business..."
Such words came one after another, which made the skinny old man immediately feel embarrassed, and he couldn't help but responded angrily:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You people are really talking nonsense with your eyes open.
The officers and soldiers outside arrested people for corvee service every three days.
Either to build the city or to build the river, a group of Wuyangyang people were driven away and disappeared.
Last winter, if I hadn't been kind enough to take this boy in, he, a little homeless man, would have been taken to a construction site and died of exhaustion long ago. How could he still have such a good life without worrying about food and drink?!"
After saying this, the old man Zhang's face turned red from holding back his words. He paused for a moment, then spoke again:
"Furthermore, when it comes to cooking skills, I, Lao Zhang, take second place. Who dares to take first place again?
What about Tuanyou rice, Qingfeng rice, Yujing rice? I, Lao Zhang, are not good at any of them.
Huh, I just thought that guy's technique was interesting, so I tried selling it for a few days.
From tomorrow onwards, all these messy things will no longer be sold. We will only sell my three kinds of rice as before..."
When all the diners saw this, although they did not sneer at the old Zhang who had obviously broken his guard out of kindness, they couldn't help but snickered secretly. They just thought that this stingy old man was a tough talker, so how could he really let it go? Give up these new money-making dishes.
However, after the laughter, the atmosphere in the restaurant quickly cooled down.
When these diners heard Lao Zhang mention the matter of officers and soldiers arresting people for corvee service, all of them had a deep understanding of it and were quite moved in their hearts.
The diners who can sit and eat in this small restaurant now, no matter how rich they are, can be considered to be living a decent life.
But even so, the various exorbitant taxes and levies in the past two years have greatly affected their lives.
I heard that the emperor will lead an army to the outside of the Great Wall next year and rebuild the Great Wall. I don’t know how much money those officers and soldiers will have to collect before he gives up.
Thinking of this, the diners couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts. Even the delicious food in front of them lost their taste.
For a moment, there was a sound of lamentation in the hall.
There was only an inconspicuous old man in the corner, slowly tasting the food in front of him. He didn't care what these townspeople said or did, he was immersed in the enjoyment of the food, with a smile on his face.
After a while, when the restaurant became noisy again, the skinny boss Zhang dragged his wife aside, frowned and asked her in a low voice:
"What about that kid? Why don't you see him come to work?
Huh, I looked very diligent when I first came here, but within just a few months, I'm already showing my laziness?!
In the evening, I will scold him well and tell him to get out the next time..."
Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by his wife:
"Okay, don't try to show off your power to a child.
Brother Meng was sick, so I asked him to rest for a day.
As you know, he was always the first to get up in the morning and collect the ingredients for the day in the backyard. This morning I saw no sign of him when I got up, so I went to his room to look for him.
Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw this child sitting on the ground, shirtless, with steam all over his body, as if burning charcoal.
I asked him what was wrong, and he just said that he had a fever, and he had been covered in bed for a long time, and wanted to come out to cool off.
Tell me, how can a child who is usually very clever do such a stupid thing..."
At this point, Mrs. Zhang secretly glanced at her husband and saw that his expression was acceptable, so she dared to continue:
"So I asked him to have a good rest in the house, and asked Yongzi to invite a doctor to come and see him and prescribe him two doses of medicine..."
"snort!"
Before Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, she heard Lao Zhang snort, obviously quite dissatisfied.
But then, the short and thin old man didn't say anything. He just glared at his wife, then turned around and headed towards the kitchen again.
"Store, wait a minute, I have something to ask..."
At this moment, a figure suddenly stood up from the table in the corner and appeared in front of Lao Zhang the next moment, blocking his way. Lao Zhang looked up and saw a man wearing a long robe with long eyebrows and eagle eyes.
A strange old man with a rather special face.
Boss Zhang was quite surprised when he saw this scene.
To say that this man was dressed so strangely, he must have remembered it if he had seen it before. But thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember when the old man entered the restaurant.
"Old sir, please tell me. I will tell you everything you know."
After all, Boss Zhang has been in business for many years. He knows that the more special someone is, the harder it is to offend him, so he immediately nodded in agreement.
"The store was very polite. I just accidentally heard that a child in your family had a strange disease.
I happen to also have some medical skills, can you take me to see the child?"
The old man looked at Boss Zhang and said calmly
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"Brother Meng, come out quickly, there is an old gentleman who is kind enough to see you..."
On the second floor of the restaurant, Sister-in-law Zhang opened the door while shouting. Unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan was nowhere to be seen.
"Old sir, look at this... I don't know where this little brother Meng has gone..."
Sister-in-law Zhang looked a little embarrassed, feeling that she had failed to live up to her good intentions.
The old man smiled slightly and didn't care. He just took the opportunity to secretly take out a small jade bottle from his arms, touched a little of the liquid under his nose, and took a few serious sniffs in the hut.
Afterwards, the old man said goodbye to Mrs. Zhang, left the restaurant, and headed straight to the town.
Along the way, every time he walked for a while, the old man would take a breath. After a while, he would correct his direction and move forward.
In this way, the old man moved carelessly and found a small lake outside the town before finally stopping.
Looking towards the lake, I saw that the water was calm, only ripples were blown by the wind, and there was no trace of people.
The old man couldn't help but be quite surprised when he saw this scene.
He has been using this tracking technique for decades and has never had any problems. He didn't expect that he would miss an unknown child today.
The old man didn't believe in evil, so he immediately made three hexagrams with his fingers. When he raised his head again, he couldn't help but look at the calm lake in front of him, and his eyes became more and more surprised.
Immediately, the old man sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes quietly, and waited by the lake.
I just didn't expect that the wait would last more than half an hour.
Until the old man couldn't calm down in his heart, and when he was about to add another hexagram, he suddenly heard a "crash" sound coming from the lake. As the sound went away, he finally saw a young figure emerging from the lake.
This child looks like he is only eight or nine years old, but he has an indescribable explosive power all over his body.
In one leap, he shot out of the water three to four feet high, and then without slowing down, he drew an arc through the air like a cannonball, and landed suddenly in front of the old man, causing dust to fly everywhere.
"Old sir, are you waiting for me?"
Meng Xiu looked at the old man in front of him from a distance and asked with some confusion.
"Little brother, good work."
The old man was stunned when he saw this. Although he subconsciously wanted to keep calm, he could not hide his surprise in his words:
"I just ate delicious food that I had never seen before, and I heard that it was made by a child. I couldn't help but become curious and wanted to see what kind of smart young man he was.
But I didn’t expect that today would be an eye-opener..."
As he spoke, a gleam flashed in the old man's eyes. He looked at Meng Xiuyuan from top to bottom several times before finally saying with emotion:
"I, Lu Miaozi, have lived for eighty years, but I have never seen such a young innate master.
Even Ning Daoqi, it is said that he only entered Xiantian when he was seventeen or eighteen years old..."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard the other party's high praise, he was stunned for a moment. Then, referring to his own situation, he became very confused and couldn't help but said to Lu Miaozi:
"The old gentleman is so complimentary. Please give me some advice. How did you know that I am an 'innate master'?"
Nalu Miaozi shook his head when he heard this, and said warmly to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Why do little brothers have to be so humble?
Not to mention that you are so good at physical fitness, even among innate masters.
Just say that you stayed under the lake for more than half an hour. If you had not mastered the innate inner breath, how could you have persisted?"
At this point, Lu Miaozi hesitated for a moment before speaking again:
"Little brother, I take the liberty to ask, who is your respected master?
I have dealt with most of the people who have some skills in the world of martial arts.
But at first glance, I can't see your martial arts skills.
What surprises me even more is that, as we stand opposite each other like this, I can't feel the slightest fluctuation of innate Qi from you.
I don’t know what kind of clever Qi-condensing technique this is..."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile. He felt that the old man spoke very profoundly, but it turned out that he was not a real master and his eyesight was average.
Since his awakening, he has been concentrating on training his body for several months.
Under such circumstances, where does the "innate true energy" come from in the body?
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Furthermore, next time a new dungeon is opened, I’d better open a post and let everyone vote.
Then we will see which world everyone wants to see more.