In the main room of a courtyard in the capital, a gray-haired old man trembled and put down the phone, the old man looked like a wind and candle, and even the action of putting down the phone seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

After putting the phone away, the old man tapped lightly on the table, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of the old man like a ghost, and the figure respectfully lowered its head and waited for the old man's command.

The thin old man slowly picked up the brush on the table and wrote on the rice paper, and after a while, the old man picked up the rice paper, divided it into two, and handed it to the figure standing with his head down, the figure took the note, respectfully took three steps back, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The old man picked up the teacup in his hand, staggered to the door of the room, looked at the night sky with his eyes wandering, and after a while, he lowered his head and drank a sip of tea.

At five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Hang opened his eyes and came to the window, in front of the well-trimmed flower bed of the Meng family, Ning Hu stood respectfully under Zhang Hang's window, his hair covered with dew.

"Haha, this kid. Zhang Hang shook his head helplessly, this kind of flute is really energetic, the reason why he left Ning Hu was not only because he liked Ning Hu's talent, but also because Ning Hu's upright personality was extremely similar to Qin Yang's when he was a child.

After washing up carefully and looking at the delicate pig boy in the mirror with satisfaction, Zhang Hang changed his clothes and went downstairs with his hands behind his back.

"Master!" After a night's rest, Ning Hu's complexion was much better, and when he saw Zhang Hang walking out, he hurriedly came over and called out respectfully to the master.

"I didn't say I wanted to take you as an apprentice. Zhang Hang glared at Ning Hu and said.

"I..." Ning Hu was stupid, and he was choked by Zhang Hang, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Come, don't ink, sit down on the grass. Zhang Hang pointed to the lawn not far away and said.

Ning Hu hurriedly walked to the lawn and sat down cross-legged, for fear that this "master", who looked similar to him in age but was much more capable than himself, would not teach himself if he was unhappy.

"I'll give you two choices, one is that I teach you the Yan family's Tai Chi mental method, the advantage is that you have a solid foundation, you will get started quickly, and soon you will enter the whole body realm, the disadvantage is that your future achievements are limited, even if your talent is high, at most it is Yan Yunshan's level, of course, that is enough for you to escape the world." ”

"Another I teach you a set of Tai Chi Mind that no one has ever learned, this set of Mind is Wudang Zhang Zhenren when he was 100 years old in a dream ten years in a dream deduced from the dream, the advantage is that this set of Mind is cultivated by the Great Dao, if you really practice the highest depth, your future achievements are limitless, the disadvantage is that once you practice this set of Mind, you have to give up your cultivation for more than ten years, like a child toddler everything from scratch, but also to bear a lot of pain. Zhang Hang stared at Ning Hu's eyes and said slowly, no matter how Ning Hu chooses, he will not interfere, everyone has their own fate, and even he can't afford the consequences of forcibly interfering.

"Then, if I learn this set of mental methods, I will have no ability, I can't make money, what should my father and mother do?" Ning Hu looked up after thinking for a long time and asked.

"Hmm??? hahaha. Zhang Hang laughed, this kid has been totaling for a long time, and he is actually totaling this matter, really, I have seen many masters in the past thousand years, most of them are broken love, family love is often regarded as a stumbling block on the road to martial arts, as long as the realm can be improved, you can give it up at will.

"You don't have to worry about these things, your parents and I will let the Meng family settle properly, as for your injury, I have my own way, if I want you to die, I will teach you a hair! You just need to make a choice, no matter how you choose, I will teach you." Zhang Hang said angrily.

"Then I don't choose the Yan family's mental method, I will be more powerful than the ancestors of the Yan family, and I will slap them in the face when the time comes!" After receiving Zhang Hang's answer, Ning Hu gritted his teeth and made a choice.

"You have to think about it, once you choose, you can't go back. Zhang Hang said.

"I've decided!" Ning Hu replied firmly.

"The name of the heart method is "Returning to One", at the beginning of the practice, it will disperse your whole body cultivation, feed back the bone meridians, your cultivation is shallow, but it is more than enough to cure your injuries, I will only teach you once, remember. Zhang Hang said solemnly.

"This process will be painful, I can't help you, if you can't stand it, you will become a waste, irreversible. ”

"I know!" Ning Hu said.

"Gather your energy and gather your spirits, hold Yuan Shouyi!" Zhang Hang couldn't help Ning Hu to say the next sentence.

"Yin and yang are indistinguishable, and there is no end. ”

"Yin and Yang are fixed, and there is Tai Chi. ”

“......”

As Zhang Hang dictated the mental method, Ning Hu's face showed a painful look, and beads of sweat dripped to the ground with the convulsions of his body, Ning Hu gritted his teeth and was stunned, and it took twenty minutes before Ning Hu's frowning brows relaxed, and the whole person calmed down.

Finally, Zhang Hang wanted to teach himself, Meng Qinghua set an alarm clock for himself last night, but it became a habit to stay up late, playing with his mobile phone until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the alarm clock rang eight times before he heard it.

walked out with a chicken nest head rubbing his eyes, and saw Zhang Hang and Ning Hu sitting on the lawn in the yard, Ning Hu's head actually emitted a white gas, and the servants and security personnel who got up early in the distance were dumbfounded.

"Damn, what the hell is this!" Meng Qinghua also grew his mouth.

"The avenue is in the heart, and the intention is sincere and happy. ”

Zhang Hang slowly finished the last sentence, opened his eyes, and a trace of flush appeared on his face.

After making a silent gesture to Meng Qinghua, Zhang Hang stood up silently and walked over.

"Go, get me a bucket of ice water. Zhang Hang instructed Meng Qinghua.

"Whew. Meng Qinghua retracted his gaze on Ning Hu and ran away.

Zhang Hang looked at Ning Hu, who was selfless and selfless, and nodded with satisfaction, he really didn't mistake Ning Hu's talent, and he had such an epiphany?

"Brother Hang, bring it. Meng Qinghua ran back with a bucket of ice water.

Zhang Hang picked up the ice water, raised his head, and brought ice cubes with the water, and the cow drank it.

"......" Meng Qinghua was stunned, his eyes widened, he raised his hand and pinched the inside of his thigh, grinning in pain.

"I didn't dream either...... Zhang Hang looked at Zhang Hang, who had already drunk half a bucket of ice water, and then looked at Ning Hu who was "smoking" in the distance, a little dizzy.

As a large amount of ice water entered his throat, the flush on Zhang Hang's face gradually receded.

Although Zhang Hang said that he would not help Ning Hu, he secretly used a trace of internal force to help Ning Hu sort out the meridians, and the inner demons in his body were ready to move again.

After drinking a bucket of ice water without a drop left, Zhang Hang put the bucket in the hands of Meng Qinghua, who was stunned.

"Didn't wake up?" Zhang Hang said.

"I wish I hadn't woken ......up," Meng Qinghua said in a daze.

Zhang Hang looked at the stupid Meng Qinghua speechlessly, in the distance, Ning Hu's head finally stopped emitting white gas, Ning Hu slowly opened his eyes, feeling the old wounds in his body were gone, he was extremely excited, seeing Zhang Hang standing in the distance, Ning Hu smiled honestly and was about to get up, who ever thought that his body would be weak, and he pouted his ass and carried it to the ground.

"Stand up!" Zhang Hang scolded loudly.

Ning Hu heard Zhang Hang's voice, gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and stood up straight a little bit.

"Come on. Stopping Meng Qinghua, who wanted to go over to help, Zhang Hang said indifferently.

Ning Hu tried his best to adapt to the feeling of weakness coming from his body, his physical fitness after many years of martial arts was far beyond ordinary people, how could he have ever felt this way, and for a while, a huge sense of disparity hit, Ning Hu looked at Zhang Hang in a panic.

"Do you think I'm joking when I tell you that once you practice this set of mental practices, you'll be like a toddler?"

"You can't overcome this difficulty, what else can you do?" Zhang Hang said expressionlessly.

Ning Hu had a determined look on his face, and finally took the first step, but unexpectedly, he fell to the ground again.

"Brother Hang, I'll help him over. Meng Qinghua had a good impression of Ning Hu, they were all young people and could talk about it, and said to Zhang Hang with some distress.

"No, let him come by himself. Zhang Hang said in a hard-hearted tone.

Meng Qinghua didn't dare to make his own assertions, so he could only watch Ning Hu "walk" towards himself step by step.

In just fifty meters, Ning Hu fell more than 20 times, but he never stopped, his pace became more and more steady, and finally the last three steps, no different from ordinary people, stood in front of Zhang Hang with a blue nose and swollen face.

"It's kind of a gentleman. Zhang Hang looked at Ning Hu and said.

"Master Xie's teachings!" Ning Hu said weakly as he raised his arm and wiped the nosebleed that flowed out.

"I'll give you a day to get used to it, get back to work, and tomorrow I'll teach you how to do it. Unexpectedly, he didn't care about Ning Hu's title, Zhang Hang said lightly.

"Brother Hang, he's so weak, let him recover. Meng Qinghua couldn't help but say loudly.

"You better take care of yourself, aren't you yelling to practice martial arts? Today, starting to run five laps around the Meng family's manor every day, five hundred push-ups, Ning Hu looked at him, almost not at all. After Zhang Hang finished speaking, he walked towards the villa without looking back.

"Ah??I'm not a donkey, why do I run so many laps?" Meng Qinghua said with a bitter face, this Meng family manor, a lap down a full few kilometers, not to mention five hundred push-ups, Meng Qinghua has been pampered since he was a child, where has he suffered like this.

"Young Master Meng, come on, master let me look at you. Ning Hu said to Meng Qinghua honestly.

"Grandpa, help!!"