Chapter 145 A whim

"Meng Shaoxia, what's wrong?"

Yang Yunsu suddenly heard what Meng Xiuyuan said and was very surprised.

She didn't understand how Meng Xiuyuan, who had just come up from the bottom of the sea in this vast sea, said he had to leave suddenly because of something.

Meng Xiuyuan pondered for a moment after hearing the sound, and then said:

"Miss Yang, when I was practicing at the bottom of the sea just now, there were some changes in the zhenqi meridians in my body.

It's an important matter, I urgently need to go back to Wudang and ask my master Zhang Zhenren to help the staff identify it."

Yang Yunsu frowned when he heard this and asked Meng Xiuyuan worriedly:

"The strange changes in the zhenqi meridians...is your 'compression of zhenqi' technique a success, or is there something wrong with it?"

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the sound and explained:

“Some of it is hard to say, the situation is quite complicated.

The true energy in my body has indeed been compressed into a liquid state, but it is not always a good thing..."

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan casually slapped his palm on the sea next to him, and heard a loud "bang" sound, and a huge column of white water rose into the sky. After a while, it turned into splashing water droplets and fell back to the sea again.

superior.

"this……"

When Miss Yang saw Meng Xiuyuan's shocking palm, her heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened involuntarily.

The more you practice kung fu to a higher level, the more you understand the limitations of the human body and know when your human power is exhausted.

Even though Yang Yunsu had tried her best to overestimate Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes today, she still wouldn't have believed that someone could have such power with just one palm.

After a while, Yang Yunsu's expression gradually changed from surprise to seriousness, and she asked Meng Xiuyuan:

"Meng Shaoxia, you said it's not always a good thing, is it because using this skill will hurt your body?

If this is the case, then no matter how powerful this kung fu is, you should not try it again..."

There must be a price for going against the will of nature, so when Miss Yang was thinking about it, she subconsciously felt that Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu had gone against the will of nature and would hurt his body, and she couldn't help but worry about him.

But after Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he just shook his head and then explained:

"It's not that it will hurt my body that seriously. It's just that after the liquefaction of this true energy, I have some difficulty controlling it."

"It's hard to control?" Yang Yunsu didn't quite understand after hearing what Meng Xiuyuan said.

"Well, to put it simply, it's okay if I don't use my true energy. As long as I use my true energy to move, I almost use all my strength to do it, and I can't precisely control the power of the martial arts moves.

The same goes for Qing Gong. If I mobilize my true energy to do Qing Gong now, I won't be able to say that I will fly out in a blink of an eye.

Therefore, I may not be able to heal your injuries for the time being..."

Meng Xiuyuan didn't think about what to call the liquefied zhenqi, and he didn't have time to explain it to Miss Yang, so he still called it zhenqi.

Hearing this, Yang Yunsu quickly shook his head and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, my injury is almost healed.

Meng Shaoxia, you don’t need to worry, you should just focus on your own affairs first."

Meng Xiuyuan nodded when he heard the sound, and then the two of them immediately took the boat back.

On the return boat, Meng Xiuyuan sat on the bow of the boat, sitting cross-legged and resting, and continued to work hard to control the liquefied Qi in his body.

But unfortunately, the situation at this time is like a weak child trying to swing a big hammer. Although he can barely swing it once or twice, it is too difficult to control it accurately.

This true energy, which is compressed into a liquid state by the pressure of the seabed, is too stiff and heavy to control. Even though Meng Xiuyuan tried several times, he still did not get very good results.

In the cabin behind Meng Xiuyuan, Yang Yunsu remained silent, not daring to disturb Meng Xiuyuan who was doing his exercises. Only one pair of eyes stared directly at his back, unwilling to look away for a long time.

This continued until they landed ashore and when Meng Xiuyuan was about to say goodbye to Miss Yang and leave, the two of them stood face to face, but neither spoke for the first time.

After a while, Meng Xiuyuan took out a pamphlet from his arms and handed it to Yang Yunsu:

"Miss Yang, thanks to your favor ten years ago, I learned part of the Nine Yin Manual, which had a profound influence on my martial arts path. I really can't repay you.

Although the name of this discipline called "Physical Fitness Technique" is a bit ordinary, it can be regarded as the highest achievement of my self-created martial arts.

Its detailed contents, attention to advantages and disadvantages, have all been written in the booklet.

Give it to the girl, I hope it will be of some help to you in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yunsu subconsciously reached out and took the booklet, but she lowered her head and did not look at Meng Xiuyuan, and said softly:

"Meng Shaoxia, ever since you came up from the bottom of the sea, I have had the feeling that you are hiding something from me.

See you again and give me this skill, which proves it even more.

At this moment, I just feel that if you leave, we may not see each other again for a long time.

Yes or no?"

Meng Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't imagine why Yang Yunsu suddenly guessed it. He just thought that women's thoughts were really delicate.

For a while, he pondered silently, thinking about how to explain this matter to Miss Yang.

When Miss Yang saw Meng Xiuyuan's expression, she naturally knew that she had guessed correctly, and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But a moment later, before Meng Xiuyuan could speak, he saw that Miss Yang had taken a deep breath and raised her head, with a bright smile on her elegant and refined face:

"There is no need to worry so much, Meng Shaoxia, I don't want to be a burden to you.

We have known each other for ten years, and although we really haven't spent much time together, I feel happy every moment I'm with you.

I have regarded you as a friend since I met you."

As she said that, Miss Yang shook the secret book given by Meng Xiuyuan, with a rare playful look on her face:

"If you give me this effort, I will naturally accept it.

It’s just that I won’t take it as a reward, but would rather take it as a gift between friends.”

After saying this, Miss Yang immediately turned around and walked away without giving Meng Xiuyuan a chance to say goodbye.

After a while, when her figure gradually faded away, the slightly nostalgic voice was sent to Meng Xiuyuan's ears by internal force:

"Behind Zhongnan Mountain, Tomb of the Living Dead, Meng Shaoxia, you know where I live.

I hope you don't forget that you have a friend like me.

When we have time in the future, maybe we can explore the world together again."

…

After saying goodbye to Miss Yang, Meng Xiuyuan headed west.

Since the Qi in his body was difficult to control and he was afraid that his Qing Gong would be too powerful, Meng Xiuyuan bought a horse to travel on the road and whipped it all the way. When the horse power was exhausted, he could sell it in the market and replace it with another one.

Covering the stars and the moon like this, we rushed back towards Wudang Mountain as quickly as possible.

The reason for this is, as Miss Yang guessed, besides the problem with Meng Xiuyuan's "Qi Compression" technique, there is another hidden reason behind it.

In fact, ever since Meng Xiuyuan gave "The Method of Health" and "Wu Mu's Suicide Note" to Zhu Yuanzhang and said goodbye to him, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, that is, for some reason, he must go to the bottom of the sea as soon as possible to complete the practice of "compressing the true energy".

But at that time, he was worried about Miss Yang's injury, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Later, when Miss Yang was injured and asked him what his next plan was, he blurted out the matter, which was precisely why.

But when he really completed the practice of "Compressing Qi", another thought suddenly came to his mind, that is, he wanted to rush back to Wudang Mountain and challenge his master Zhang Sanfeng.

This time the thought was more intense and obvious. Meng Xiuyuan didn't know where it came from, but he just felt that if he missed the opportunity, he might regret it for the rest of his life and it would be difficult to make up for it.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that such a strange feeling was a "whim".

Meng Xiuyuan thought about it carefully and realized that the abnormality in the secret passage might be related to the reason why he traveled through time. Therefore, he would never underestimate such a vision, for fear that he would miss some opportunity.

So, when Meng Xiuyuan returned to Wudang Mountain, he didn't have time to be polite to his senior brothers and nephews. The first thing he did was to find the small courtyard in the bamboo forest on the back mountain to look for traces of his master Zhang Sanfeng.

Fortunately, as he expected, when he arrived, Master Zhang happened to be boxing in the yard.

"Xiuyuan, when did you return to the mountain? Why are you in such a hurry? Did something happen?"

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's appearance, Zhang Sanfeng asked worriedly.

"Master, I encountered a strange thing..."

Meng Xiuyuan should tell Zhang Sanfeng everything about it.

For Master, he has nothing to hide in most things, even if it involves these secrets.

Zhang Sanfeng also had 100% trust in his little apprentice. Although what he said felt a bit fantasy and bizarre, he still did not hesitate. After thinking for a moment, he replied to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Xiuyuan, apart from reading about this strange thing called 'whim' in miscellaneous books on myths, I don't know much about it.

But since you have something on your mind, it might as well give us a try.

After all, it’s just a sparring session and it doesn’t take much effort.”

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he became a little silent. He changed his previous eagerness and stood there with his head lowered.

After a long while, he suddenly said to Zhang Sanfeng:
To be continued...