At this point, Meng Xiuyuan fully understood the master's intention.

Zhang Sanfeng used Tai Chi to organize what he had learned throughout his life and integrate it, so that he finally condensed his own martial arts artistic conception.

It can be said that it has broken through a great realm and opened up a new world of martial arts.

With such a good thing, the old man is naturally thinking about his little apprentice.

So he secretly pondered the characteristics of Meng Xiuyuan's past martial arts, tried his best to put himself in Meng Xiuyuan's position, and then relied on his advantage in the realm at this time to polish a set of Tai Chi for Meng Xiuyuan that was unique to him.

This "privately customized" version of Tai Chi is not only a martial arts, but also a set of exercises and a teaching tool that guides Meng Xiuyuan to work towards the "martial arts conception".

"It's a pity that although you were enlightened in your kung fu by me, in the ten years since you came down from the mountain, you have also learned and created many new things.

After all, I can't completely replace you and help you integrate the martial arts you have learned.

Furthermore, this Tai Chi was originally created based on my own martial arts philosophy. As a foundation, it is somewhat inconsistent with your martial arts philosophy.

I'm afraid that the boxing technique I created for you will hardly allow you to touch the threshold directly, and at most it can only help you give you some directions."

Having said this, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

After practicing martial arts to the level he and Meng Xiuyuan were, it was more about self-understanding and self-breakthrough. Even if he gave Meng Xiuyuan some pointers from a higher level perspective, he couldn't do much.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he did not feel disappointed. Instead, he smiled and said to Zhang Sanfeng:

"Master, I am no longer a child, so I don't need to teach you anything.

It would be great if this boxing technique can lead me to experience the so-called "artistic conception". If it doesn't, it is also of great significance.

After all, do you know what is the most critical point in accomplishing a difficult and arduous task?"

"Oh, what is it?"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but smile when he heard that this young apprentice actually talked to him about the principles of life, and asked humbly.

"The most important thing is to know that there is a chance that this can be done."

Meng Xiuyuan looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said seriously.

"There's a chance it can be done..."

Zhang Sanfeng thought about it secretly and then nodded, feeling that what Meng Xiuyuan said was indeed reasonable.

When the road reaches the end, it is easy to be confused and wandering. At this time, the precise message from others that "there is still a road ahead" is of course very precious.

"Besides, Master, when we said goodbye last time, didn't you just say that the paths we take are inherently different.

You have gained a lot in the past few years, but I have not wasted my time..."

After saying that, Meng Xiuyuan did not explain much, replaced words with actions, and immediately entered the state of "compressed Qi".

After shouting "Ha", Meng Xiuyuan's hair and clothes were blown up by the true energy. Then he suddenly slapped his right palm forward, and he slapped the outside of the courtyard from a distance of three to four feet.

There are more than ten green bamboos connected to one piece.

"The "Air Shock Palm" is so powerful. When I created this skill, I didn't expect it to have such an effect.

Is your method of compressing true energy a success?"

Hearing the "clicking" sound of breaking, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help being surprised and happy when he saw the broken bamboo flying everywhere.

In terms of the power of his moves alone, Meng Xiuyuan at this time has far exceeded the limit he can achieve.

It can be said that just like his "martial arts conception", he has also broken through the highest martial arts achievements in the world and entered a new world.

Meng Xiuyuan was very happy when he heard his master's praise, but he was pragmatic and shook his head:

“It can’t be considered a success, it can only be said that we have some clues.

If you look at the energy bursting out of my pores, you will know how much energy this move consumes.

Although it is powerful, it cannot be used frequently and can only be used occasionally as a means of explosion."

Every time Meng Xiuyuan used this technique of compressing his true energy, his hair would fly and his clothes would fly. Naturally, he didn't do it intentionally just to look cool.

In fact, this is a sign that he has not practiced his kung fu well enough.

In order to compress the true gas to a liquid state in a short period of time, it is necessary to use the true gas to accumulate and collide with each other.

When the pores cannot be completely closed, part of the true energy is compressed into the Dantian, and naturally part of it is squeezed out of the body and escapes.

Momentum is conserved and the effects of forces are mutual. It can only be said that these physical laws also apply to the practice of internal strength.

"It's already very good. I think there is no one else in this world who can use such a powerful move as yours.

If this palm strikes, unless the opponent dodges in time, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he will either die or be injured.

When we travel in the rivers and lakes, it is different from marching and fighting.

This move consumes more energy, so it’s not a problem.”

Zhang Sanfeng was very satisfied with his apprentice's progress in kung fu and did not hesitate to praise him verbally.

According to him, although Meng Xiuyuan's move is not perfect, it is enough for people in the martial arts competition.

But after Meng Xiuyuan heard the words, he just felt a pain point, and he smiled helplessly and shook his head.

He had just suffered a loss because of this and learned a profound lesson.

If there were no such shortcomings, the battle between him and Wang Baobao on the Guangmingding Mountain Road would have been much easier, without the need for such careful calculations, and he would not have pushed himself to such an extreme situation in the end.

"Xiuyuan, you look like this, but what happened?"

Zhang Sanfeng saw something profound in Meng Xiuyuan's expression, so he asked warmly.

"Master, you have been in seclusion all year round, so you may not know something.

Today, the world is in chaos, rebels are rising everywhere, and the Yuan Dynasty is almost exhausted. It is a good time to fight against the Yuan Dynasty.

We Jianghu people may also have to participate in the military battle..."

With that said, Meng Xiuyuan simply started from the beginning and briefly told Zhang Sanfeng about the six major factions' siege on Guangmingding.

Among them, before the Yuan army appeared, Meng Xiuyuan used force to mediate the dispute between the six major sects and the Mingjiao. Zhang Sanfeng seemed quite calm when he heard it. At most, he occasionally gently reminded Meng Xiuyuan to be more polite to the elders of the five major sects in the future.

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But in the middle of the story, when Wang Baobao led thousands of troops to attack Guangmingding, Master Zhang's face immediately became serious.

With such experience, how could he not know the disadvantages faced by people in the martial arts world when faced with military formations?

Later, when Meng Xiuyuan talked about how he left the rear behind and blocked thousands of troops with one man and one sword on the narrow mountain road, Zhang Sanfeng's brows became more and more frowned, and his eyes were full of reproach when he looked at Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan, a favored young disciple, rarely saw his master treat him like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

So in the end, when Meng Xiuyuan talked about how he instantly killed seven of the enemy's top masters and penetrated the enemy's formation to capture the general, he almost didn't dare to look up at his master's expression.

After the words fell for a long time, Zhang Sanfeng on the other side did not say anything.

When Meng Xiu saw this, although he was nervous, he couldn't help but look at it.

Unexpectedly, the scene before him was somewhat unexpected.

Master Zhang Zhenren's face no longer looked angry and blaming. On the contrary, his eyes looking at Meng Xiuyuan were full of admiration:

"Not bad.

That kid who was the size of a pea in those days, in a blink of an eye, he really became a figure who served the country and the people like the great hero Guo did back then.

Xiuyuan, you did a good job."

Meng Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, then smiled, shook his head, and said calmly:

"Master, please stop flattering me.

I dare not say that I am serving the country and the people, let alone be compared with the great hero Guo Jing.

All I ask for is peace of mind."

Zhang Sanfeng's expression became more kind upon hearing this, he stood up and came to Meng Xiuyuan, patted his shoulder and said:

"No matter what the reason is, just do good deeds that benefit the people of the world.

But there is one thing you must remember clearly and don’t forget…”

As he said this, Zhang Sanfeng rolled up his sleeves and showed off his strong forearms regardless of his master's demeanor:

"When you are acting outside, there is no need to worry about others using the Wu-Tang Clan to threaten you.

Although Master is old, he is not so old that he cannot move his hands and feet.

If there are any enemies that are difficult to deal with, there is no need to worry.

Come back and tell me, let's go into battle together as master and disciple."

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For several days after this master-disciple conversation, Meng Xiuyuan kept himself locked in his room and did not show up.

Everyone in the Wudang Sect is very busy. Everyone is in a hurry and trying to pack up the things at hand.

The reason is because of Meng Xiuyuan's plan to migrate his disciples to the Kunlun Green Valley.
To be continued...