Meng Xiuyuan didn't know that Song Qingshu had such a big opinion about him, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.

Because now, he obviously has more urgent things to face, and he doesn't have time to pay attention to a child's thoughts.

When practicing alone in the afternoon, Meng Xiuyuan recalled the events of the morning, and gradually figured out the key points.

The reason why he was not suitable for Song Yuanqiao's teaching method at that time, and even felt that Song Yuanqiao would not teach his disciples at the root, was actually not the other party, but his own reasons.

Meng Xiuyuan's martial arts practice qualifications were too low in a sect like Wudang, so low that Song Yuanqiao was unexpected, so he failed to teach him according to his aptitude in the first place.

Speaking from his heart, Meng Xiuyuan felt that he couldn't be blamed for this, because in his cognition, the vast majority of people couldn't memorize a set of boxing techniques so easily.

For example, take Meng Xiuyuan's previous life to learn radio gymnastics in school, just a few simple movements, even if the teacher slowly teaches them one action at a time, most students have to learn it for half an afternoon to learn.

And these thirty-two Wudang Changquan is far more than radio gymnastics in terms of difficulty and number of movements, Song Daxia's time to not do decomposition and not stop to give people to think, just play a few times, to be honest, the vast majority of people must not be able to remember.

Meng Xiuyuan was able to memorize a small half after reading it a few times, which was already very good among ordinary people.

It is only to blame that the Wudang faction, which has been established for decades now, obviously implements elite education.

Whether it is Song Qingshu or Song Yuanqiao's generation of Wudang Seven Heroes, they all belong to the dragon and phoenix among people, and their understanding of martial arts is far beyond ordinary people. Don't look at them as the top masters compared to Yangdingtian and Sandu, but looking at the rivers and lakes, they can be regarded as one in a thousand.

Even the three generations of disciples of the Wudang Sect are carefully selected when they are admitted to the mountain gate, and they need to have good character and talent.

Being so foiled by them, Meng Xiuyuan, an ordinary person's martial arts talent, naturally became very embarrassed.

However, it was not easy to cross the trip, although the talent was not good, Meng Xiuyuan did not give up on himself.

Aren't all people like this, they always have to try hard before they are willing to be willing.

So throughout the afternoon and evening, Meng Xiuyuan devoted himself to the practice of this set of Wudang Changquan with more enthusiasm. A person was in a remote place in the backyard, and he beat this set of boxing techniques back and forth more than a dozen times.

He knew that his current body was too young, but he was only six or seven years old, and he couldn't withstand too much intense exercise. So after each punch, he would sit on the stone pier next to him and rest for a while, taking the opportunity to carefully reflect on the shortcomings of his boxing and correct them next time.

Strive to fight every time Wudang Changquan is beaten, and he can pay full attention and gain something.

Therefore, this punch method did not sound like much after hitting it more than ten times, but it really exhausted Meng Xiuyuan's mental and physical strength.

It wasn't until he was too tired to stand up that he came back to his senses and found that it was already pitch black.

"Whew~" Meng Xiuyuan moved to the edge of the stone bench with difficulty and sat down, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and let out a sigh.

sighed that when I was preparing for the college entrance examination, I didn't seem to be so devotive.

However, there is always a reward for the effort, in just half a day, his Wudang long fist has been basically proficient, and there have been earth-shaking changes compared with the morning.

This solid progress brings an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Meng Xiuyuan felt that his whole body was fluttering

He subconsciously began to look forward to the future in his heart:

"I've made so much progress in one day. If you work so hard every day in the future and persist for decades, then it will be worth it?!

Although my martial arts qualifications are average, the kung fu of the Wudang faction is amazing. When Master Zhang Zhenren comes back, he can still personally guide my kung fu.

As long as I keep cultivating hard, then in the future, even if I am not as good as Wudang Seven Heroes and Song Qingshu, not as good as Zhang Wuji, not as good as the two elders of Xuanming, not as good as the four monks of Shaolin and Sandu, not as good as the two envoys of the Four Great Dharma Kings, not as good as the extermination of Shitai, not as good as Kunlun He Taichong, not as good as Huashan Xianyutong......

Ahem.

In short, as long as I keep working hard, maybe I can become a ...... before I die A master of the level of the five elders of Kongtong? ”

The moment his thoughts changed from perceptual to rational, the result of this analysis extinguished Meng Xiuyuan's enthusiasm.

He looked at the moon in the sky again and was silent for a long time.

In the middle of the night, in this secluded small courtyard, a sincere inquiry suddenly came:

"The system, is it there?"

The breeze was blowing, and the stars in the sky were still shining brightly.

It's a pity that the only thing that responded to Meng Xiuyuan was the sound of frogs chirping in the pond not far away.

……

The next morning, as soon as the sky was slightly bright, Meng Xiuyuan dragged his sore body and crawled out of the bed early.

After all, depression is depression, and the skills that should be practiced still have to be practiced.

After simply eating, washing and going to the toilet, Meng Xiuyuan came to the open space yesterday again to accept the teachings of senior brother Song Yuanqiao.

Today's Song Yuanqiao didn't teach anything new, but checked the "after-school homework" of Meng Xiuyuan and Song Qingshu. That is, let Meng Xiuyuan and Song Qingshu both beat the Wudang Changquan they learned yesterday again, so that they could correct their mistakes.

During this period, Song Yuanqiao was still very double-standard.

When Song Qingshu was boxing, although there was nothing wrong with a set of boxing techniques, Song Yuanqiao's face was very unsightly the whole time. As soon as the little guy stopped, he was scolded by Song Yuanqiao, blaming him for being greedy for playfulness and not working hard.

And when it came to Meng Xiuyuan, although he obviously felt that his boxing technique was still not as good as Song Qingshu's, Song Yuanqiao had a good attitude towards him, praising him for saying things like "he has such a heart at a young age, and the future will be promising", and Song Qingshu next to him rolled his eyes, blaming his father for being too eccentric.

"Senior brother, don't say that, my Wudang long fist is far worse than Qingshu......" Meng Xiuyuan himself was a little embarrassed.

"No, junior brother. Although you did have some omissions in your boxing skills, I can see that you definitely worked hard yesterday alone.

You must know that learning martial arts is not something that can be achieved in a day or two, talent is important, and it is equally important for you to be diligent and hardworking. Song Yuanqiao spoke very sincerely.

Song Yuanqiao said so, although Meng Xiuyuan's face was still hot, he couldn't refute anything, so he had to bow his head and say that he was taught.

Song Qingshu saw this scene on the side, and was so angry that his cheeks bulged, as if he had practiced toad skills.

Fortunately, this paragraph was quickly turned over, and Song Yuanqiao said that he would teach the two of them a new kung fu today.

"I am preaching to you today this 'meditation and pranayama method', which is said to be internal cultivation, but it is not really internal strength, it can only be regarded as a simple breathing method.

You don't have to force it when practicing, just calm down and go with the flow. ”

Meng Xiuyuan and Song Qingshu are only six or seven years old now, and they haven't memorized all the meridian acupoints, so it is naturally impossible for Song Yuanqiao to teach them real internal strength.

This meditation pranayama method is simplified in Wudang's internal strength, and it is the most simple and peaceful created by Zhang Sanfeng himself.

Children who practice well will strengthen their bodies, dispel diseases, warm their meridians, and lay the foundation for real internal skills in the future. Even if you don't practice correctly, it's just a matter of two burps and two farts, and it won't hurt your body.

All in all, it is just a foundation for real practice of internal strength in the future.

However, to Meng Xiuyuan's surprise, although he was not talented in fist and foot martial arts, he learned this "meditation pranayama method" very quickly.

Perhaps because of the mature thinking of an adult and the experience of being a Chinese medicine student in his previous life, Song Yuanqiao only explained this method once, and Meng Xiuyuan seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his heart and understood it all.

It didn't take long for Meng Xiuyuan to enter the state of what he called "meditation and recuperation, and the spirit does not leak out" under the guidance of Song Yuanqiao's words containing internal strength, which felt very wonderful.

Such a magical state made Meng Xiuyuan unable to feel the concept of time, and he didn't know how long it had been in a trance.

When Meng Xiuyuan woke up again, his mind obviously felt clearer, and the soreness in his body was much less than in the morning. It's just because of sitting cross-legged, the blood in the lower limbs is blocked, tingling and numbness, and it's uncomfortable.

When he stood up forcibly, if Song Yuanqiao hadn't helped him, he was afraid that he would have fallen to the ground.

"Senior brother, why does my leg hurt so much? Am I too weak? Or am I not qualified? ”

Out of the corner of Meng Xiuyuan's eyes, he saw Song Qingshu not far away, and he had already started to practice boxing on his own, not at all as painful as him, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this time he was a little cheap.

"Where, beginners will have pain in their legs when they meditate, and they can't avoid it. If I have to say, you've been sitting for too long, almost two hours. Song Yuanqiao looked at Meng Xiuyuan, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

Meng Xiuyuan was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly looked up, sure enough, the sun was already hanging above his head at any time, wasn't it already noon.

"It's really been so long...... Meng Xiuyuan was still a little incredulous.

"Little junior brother, you are really quite talented in cultivating here. In the future, I will officially learn the profound internal skills of our Wudang School, but I must study more in this way. Song Yuanqiao, who rarely praises his juniors, can't help but praise sincerely at this moment.

In fact, if you talk about the truth, he only said three points of praise in his mouth, but he still hid seven points in his heart and didn't say it.

You must know that the most difficult thing for children to practice is not the fist and foot exercises, but the sitting meditation exercises. Young and lively, and the mind is not mature enough, children generally may not even be able to sit still, how can they understand the so-called "quiet mind and rest, God does not leak out" truth.

Although Meng Xiuyuan's practice is not a serious internal martial arts, but the first time he sat cross-legged, he was able to enter meditation so smoothly, and he unconsciously insisted on it for two hours, which was really the only time in Song Yuanqiao's life.

At least when the seven of their senior brothers practiced at the beginning of the year, they were far less than one-tenth of the eighth junior brother in front of them.