Peng Zhan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smile again, and looked at the "well-informed" little girl in front of him with appreciation.

"Not bad. Peng Yan stroked his beard, "Changsheng, take a look, such a young child knows more than you, I don't know what you've been busy with all these years, a martial artist, it's useless." ”

"Master, I—"

"Don't mother-in-law, mother-in-law, I'm you, all day long, hurry up and go to other things, this kid's test ends here, and when he recovers, I have my own arrangements." And this little girl, I don't think you should test it, the old man is old, and he won't often ask about the following things in the future, so take in a closed disciple and help me pass the word. ”

Zhang Meng, such a clever girl, how could she not hear what Peng Zhan meant, so she hurriedly knelt on the cold ground, knocked her head three times, and shouted crisply: "Thank you, Master!"

"Eh, this kid, it's so cold on the ground, get up quickly. Peng Peng flicked his hands, and Zhang Meng was held up by an invisible force like a spring breeze. "Being a teacher is just a martial cultivator, and I haven't felt any other cultivation laws in my life. In this way, I can only teach you martial arts, I wonder if you are willing?"

On the Falling Desert Continent, martial cultivators were indeed often looked down upon, because most of the low-level martial cultivators were inferior to other low-level cultivators. When martial cultivators are fighting, they use their own strength, while other cultivators can more or less attract external forces.

To be precise, martial cultivation is like a human being, and other cultivation systems are like heaven. But I just don't know whether the sky is higher than man, or whether man will win the sky.

"Master, I know that martial arts cultivation is very bitter. But now my Star Soul cultivation system can't make an inch, and I'm also very distressed in my heart. I would like to add another insurance policy for myself. Zhang Meng blinked his eyes and swore like a little sheep.

"Okay! good!" Seeing the determined and confident look of being his closed disciple, Peng Zhan smiled even more, and even the wrinkles on his face stretched a little, "Then you have seen your senior brother, your senior brother is the opening disciple of the old man, so you can be my closed disciple." ”

"I've seen my brother. Zhang Meng grinned, and seemed to be warm up with Liu Changsheng.

But Liu Changsheng was not a warm person by nature, he had a wooden face, and he hadn't figured out the ever-changing situation at all. A little girl who just called herself a senior, and in a blink of an eye, she became her junior sister.

"Oh, oh, that, Master, this-"

"Okay, okay, look at you now, I can't even say a word clearly, I just accepted a closed disciple, what are you stammering, it's embarrassing. Peng Zhanyou interrupted Liu Changsheng's words, "By the way, your junior sister called you a senior brother, why don't you even have a meeting gift?"

Liu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, with his emotional intelligence, he naturally couldn't see that he should take out a meeting gift at this time, and was reminded by Peng Zhan like this, he suddenly scanned it in the Qiankun bag, and then hurriedly took out a long sword, and said solemnly: "That junior sister, this is my meeting gift, please accept it." ”

Liu Changsheng said and handed the long sword towards Zhang Meng.

Peng Zhan was about to vomit blood in anger, but he had no luck but threw out a very fast slap and hit Liu Changsheng's head, Liu Changsheng screamed: "Master, why are you beating me!"

"You hurry up, get out of here, take your sword, what should you do! You don't look at how long your sword is, it's almost a zhang long, is this a sword used by girls!" Peng Zhan was about to go crazy, and at this time he wondered how he picked up Liu Changsheng in the first place and raised it.

"I'm thinking, when my junior sister grows up and grows taller—" Liu Changsheng muttered, with a wretched face, how could he still have the momentum of a superior person just now.

"It's okay to be a fart, how tall can a girl grow, get out, get out!" Peng Jian roared as he flew up and kicked Liu Changsheng's buttocks, Liu Changsheng suddenly flew out like an arrow off the string and disappeared.

"Master, why are you so fierce to your senior brother, won't you do the same to your apprentices in the future?"

Peng Zhan's old face turned red and said: "Hmph, when your senior brother was young, he was still quite cute, he was loyal and honest, and he practiced martial arts and studied hard. If you only talk about the talent of cultivation, your senior brother can be regarded as a rare talent. ”

When Zhang Meng saw Liu Changsheng for the first time, he knew that Liu Changsheng must be a genius who practiced martial arts, and martial arts practice depends on his muscles and bones.

Moreover, Liu Changsheng is determined, it is basically impossible to shake his heart at will, and if he sets a goal, he will go all out to do it, so Liu Changsheng's conditions are still good.

"Yes, senior brother looks so powerful. Zhang Meng also sighed.

Peng Zhan looked at Mo Mo, who was still motionless, and then his momentum changed, and the blue fighting qi on his body surrounded Zhang Meng, who was still a little cold, suddenly became warmer.

"Master originally thought that a martial cultivator would have to be like your senior brother in order to achieve something. But after going through some things, some problems were found for the teacher. It stands to reason that your senior brother was a martial arts genius before the realm of martial idiots. But after he reached the realm of martial idiot, he couldn't advance an inch, guess why?" asked Peng Zhan.

"Why?" Zhang Meng's thoughts raced, "Is it because of understanding?"

"That's good!" Peng Zhan immediately confirmed Zhang Meng's speculation, "Your senior brother's comprehension is too poor, and his comprehension has been completely ruined by his immutability." All his martial arts are just according to the script, and he has only learned the surface of martial arts, but he can't understand the essence of martial arts, let alone create his own martial arts. ”

"Master, I think my senior brother is still very powerful, don't be depressed, and he is only about fifty years old, it's still early. ”

"It's not that I'm depressed, the key is that it's too difficult for a martial artist to become strong. For example, it took me almost a lifetime to be promoted from a martial artist to a martial saint, and the more I got to the back, the more difficult it was to cultivate my body, but my perception became more and more important. Therefore, it is not good to have no comprehension like your senior brother, and you will never reach the peak of martial cultivation. ”

"But I only know that other cultivation systems have relatively high requirements for perception, and almost every refinement relies on perception, but doesn't it mean that martial arts cultivation doesn't need to require too much understanding?" Zhang Meng seemed to be a little puzzled.

"Your conjecture is completely wrong. Even, in my imagination now, perhaps martial arts, like other cultivation systems, should pay more attention to perception and put less energy on physical training. Because the deeper you perceive, the more you will understand your body, and you will know how to cultivate your body, where your body is the hardest, where it is the weakest, where it is possible to withstand great damage, and where a little touch can be life-threatening. Peng Zhan, as his martial saint, was teaching Zhang Meng his experience at this time.

Zhang Meng also experienced it seriously, and also felt that what Peng Zhan said seemed to have some truth.

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