Out of Shaolin Temple, Meng Xiuyuan did not travel far.

He reined in his true qi and slowly descended the mountain road to the nameless village at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

In that familiar little thatched hut, Meng Xiuyuan spent the last period of his life.

For a few days, Meng Xiuyuan sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, meditating and calming his mind.

Until noon that day, his heart suddenly moved, and he knew that the time had come.

When I opened my eyes and looked up, I saw a pure white light lit up in the room, shining directly into my face.

In the soft light, Meng Xiuyuan quickly lost control of his body.

Meng Xiuyuan, who had experienced this process once, no longer felt unusual, and the meditation adjustment between a few days had made him completely ready to meet the next world.

Finally, he barely glanced at the rough iron sword that had been with him for more than ten years, and said "goodbye" to the world, and Meng Xiuyuan immediately emptied his mind and waited for reincarnation.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and immediately woke up from this safe state.

The true qi was extinguished, the flesh and blood melted, and the body disintegrated at an extremely fast speed. The process is exactly the same as when you traveled through your previous life, and nothing has changed.

But at this time, Meng Xiuyuan, because of the "Shangqing Huangting Exterior Scene Sutra" has been warm and energetic for a long time, what he can "see" is a lot more.

The skin, bones, meridians, and muscles were dismantled by the white light one by one, without the slightest loss, and finally turned into the subtlety of the original vitality.

The whole process unfolded in front of Meng Xiuyuan's eyes, like an indescribable on-site teaching, telling Meng Xiuyuan the mystery of the human body.

At this time, Meng Xiuyuan didn't know the preciousness of such an experience, and immediately tried his best to concentrate his mind, carefully feeling the process of his body being disassembled, and was unwilling to let go of the slightest.

It's a pity that under this circumstance, Meng Xiuyuan's "state of epiphany" could not be opened, and with his own limited consciousness vision, he had to look at flowers in the fog and the moon in the water, which was difficult to see.

In the end, when the body melted and the white light gradually dimmed, Meng Xiuyuan only remembered the mystery of one-twelve.

But even so, he was quite excited in his heart, and he only felt that he had benefited immensely from refining his body, far exceeding the sum of all the divine skills and secret methods he had obtained in the past.

Just when Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously wanted to sort out this knowledge and integrate it with his existing "Fitness Technique", his consciousness quickly became blurred.

In the next moment, the subtlety of the vitality accumulated by the two worlds turned into rainbow light together with the divine soul, shooting directly above the clouds.

In the hazy whole process, there were many voices faintly thanking him.

The vast majority of them were thanked for preventing a great battle between Song and Liao, so that many innocent people in the world could survive without being trampled by horses' hooves and disasters.

After each thanks, Meng Xiuyuan felt that he had gained something untraceable. In this way, it can be regarded as a small amount.

Until the voices faded away, and then a long, misty dream followed.

……

In the second year of Sui Daye, Jiangnan.

In the east of Poyang Lake and the west end of Zhejiang water, there is a big town called Cuishan, in which there are about more than 2,000 households, the people are quite prosperous, and the stone bridges and tile houses are lined up one after another, and it looks like a prosperous water town.

At the east end of the town, there is a small restaurant that is doing brisk business.

As soon as noon, the room was full, the diners were noisy, and the room was filled with the aroma of food.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, why don't you see Brother Meng today, but you are doing your own work?"

When a guest entered the door, he saw that the proprietress who was already busy and pale faced, and couldn't help but ask subconsciously.

When Sister-in-law Zhang heard this, she hurriedly waved her hand, made a silent gesture, and pointed in the direction of the back kitchen.

The meaning is obvious, it is to make the guest quieter, so as not to alarm the boss who is cooking.

All of you here are familiar customers, who know the roots, and when a person next to him saw this situation, he couldn't help laughing:

"If you want me to say, it must be that your old Zhang treats others too harshly, only letting children work hard every day, but not paying people's wages.

Brother Meng couldn't stand drinking blood like this, so he secretly ran away last night......"

"Fart!"

A low cry came, but I saw a thin and short old man walking out of the back kitchen with a tense face, holding a hot bowl of rice in his hand and sending it to the guest's table, and his words were quite dissatisfied:

"Isn't it good enough for me to treat that kid?

A few days ago, the officers and soldiers came to recruit people to build the canal, and the women and children did not let go, but I paid 3,000 yuan for him to be exempted from conscription.

According to fifty dollars a month, he will have to pay me back for five years before he can pay it back......"

When the guest heard his scolding, he was not angry, but he was amazed and made fun of him in a strange voice:

"I said Lao Zhang, you are really unkind. Five strings of money a month can be regarded as wages, and pocket money is not enough.

Although Brother Meng is not very old, he is clever and neat, no worse than adults......"

Five baht coins in the Sui Dynasty, ten coins in a string. Even in this small town, the salary of twenty strings a month is quite meager, let alone five strings of money.

After months of contact, these townspeople present were quite fond of the little boy with a delicate and lovely face and an easy-going and gentle personality, and they couldn't get used to seeing this black-hearted boss oppress him so much, so they couldn't help but echo it:

"This is reasonable, Lao Zhang, you are almost right.

Don't you look at it, since Brother Meng came, how much better is the business in your small restaurant?

If it weren't for his young age and cleverness, he would have improved the taste of your food, and so many people would have come to eat it? ”

"Yes, yes, don't go too far.

Last time, Lao Zhang, you were sick and couldn't get up, and Brother Meng took charge of the stove for you, and the skill was really not enough.

Lao Zhang, if you don't treat Brother Meng better, after a few years, he may also open a restaurant, right next to your house.

When the time comes, we'll all go to his place for dinner, and we won't take care of your business......"

Such words came one after another, causing the thin old man to be greatly embarrassed immediately, and he couldn't help but reply angrily:

"You people, you're talking nonsense.

The officers and soldiers outside were arrested and sent to serve in the conscription service in three days.

Either to repair the city or to repair the river, a group of people in Wuyang were driven away and disappeared.

Last winter, if I hadn't kindly taken this kid in, wouldn't he have been arrested and burned to death on the construction site long ago, would he still have the good life of eating and drinking now?! ”

At this point, Zhang Laohan's face turned red, and after a moment's pause, he spoke again:

"Furthermore, if you talk about cooking skills, my Lao Zhang recognizes the second, who dares to recognize the first?

What kind of oil rice, Qingfeng rice, and Yujing rice, my old Zhang is not a good skill.

Hmph, I just saw that kid's tricks were interesting, and I just tried to sell them for a few days.

From tomorrow onwards, all this mess will not be sold, and it will be the same as in the past, only selling my three kinds of rice......"

Seeing this, although the diners did not say anything to ridicule Lao Zhang, who had obviously broken his defense, they couldn't help but snicker secretly one by one, just saying that this stingy old man was hard-mouthed, and how could he really be willing to give up these new dishes to make money.

But after laughing, the atmosphere in the restaurant soon cooled down.

When these diners heard Lao Zhang mention the matter of the officers and soldiers arresting people to serve in the conscription, they all had a deep understanding and were quite emotional.

At the moment, the diners who can sit in this small restaurant and eat, no matter how rich they are, can be regarded as having a decent life.

But even so, the various harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes in the past two years have also affected their lives.

I heard that the emperor will lead a large army to expedition outside the fortress next year, and will rebuild the Great Wall, and I don't know how much money those officers and soldiers will come to levy at that time.

Thinking of this, the diners couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts, and even the delicious food in front of them lacked taste.

For a moment, there was a mourning in the hall.

Only an inconspicuous old man in the corner was slowly savoring the meal in front of him, not caring about what these townspeople said and doing, immersed in the enjoyment of the food, with a smile on his face.

In the middle of the night, when the restaurant was noisy again, the thin boss Zhang dragged his wife aside, frowned and whispered to her:

"What about the boy, why don't you see him come to work?

Hmph, I was very diligent when I first came to fashion, but in just a few months, I showed that I was lazy?!

In the evening, I will scold him and tell him that there will be a next time, and I will let him get out......"

Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by his wife:

"Okay, don't be arrogant to a child.

Brother Meng was sick, and I asked him to rest for a day.

You know, he used to be the first to get up in the morning and clean up the day's ingredients in the backyard, and this morning I woke up and didn't see him, so I went to his room to look for him.

As soon as he pushed the door, he saw the child sitting shirtless on the ground, steaming as if he were burning charcoal.

I asked him what was wrong, and he only said that he had a fever and had been covered in the bed for a long time, and wanted to come out to cool off.

Tell me, how did a clever kid do such a stupid thing......"

Speaking of this, Sister-in-law Zhang secretly glanced at her husband, and saw that his face was acceptable, so she dared to continue:

"So I told him to rest well in the house, and asked Yongzi to invite Lang Zhong to come and see him and prescribe two pairs of medicine ......"

"Humph!"

Before Sister-in-law Zhang finished speaking, she heard Lao Zhang snort coldly, obviously quite dissatisfied.

But then, the short, thin old man didn't say anything, only glared at his wife, and then turned his head and went back to the kitchen.

"Shop, wait, I have something to ask ......"

At this moment, a figure suddenly stood up from the table in the corner, and the next moment appeared in front of Lao Zhang, blocking his way. Lao Zhang looked up, but saw a strange old man in a wide robe, with long eyebrows and eagle eyes, and a very special face.

When Boss Zhang saw this scene, he was quite surprised.

If you want to say that this person is dressed so strangely, if you have seen it, you must remember it. But in retrospect, he couldn't remember when the old man had entered the restaurant.

"Tell me, old man, I must know everything."

After all, Boss Zhang has been in business for many years, and he knows that the more special people are, the more he can't be offended, so he immediately nodded in response.

"The shopkeeper is polite, I just heard it by chance, saying that there is a child in your family who has a strange disease.

I happen to have a few medical skills, can you take me to meet the child? ”

The old man looked at Boss Zhang and said indifferently

……

"Brother Meng, come out quickly, an old gentleman is kind enough to take a look at your illness......"

On the second floor of the restaurant, Sister-in-law Zhang pushed the door open while shouting, but she didn't want to, but Meng Xiuyuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Look at this, old sir...... I don't know where this little brother Meng went......"

Sister-in-law Zhang's face was a little embarrassed, and she only felt that she had failed to live up to the kindness of others.

The old man smiled slightly, and didn't care, but took the opportunity to stealthily take out a jade vial from his bosom, touched the liquid in it a little under his nose, and sniffed it seriously in the hut a few times.

Then, the old man said goodbye to Sister-in-law Zhang, got out of the restaurant, and went straight to the outside of the town.

Along the way, the old man would sniff at each step, wait for a moment, then correct his direction, and then move forward.

In this way, the old man drifted and found a small lake outside the town, and finally stopped.

Looking at the lake, I saw that the water waves were calm, only the wind blew ripples, and there was no trace of people.

When the old man saw this scene, he couldn't help but be quite surprised.

He's been using this tracing technique for decades, and he hasn't gone wrong, and he doesn't want to miss an unknown child today.

The old man did not believe in evil, and immediately pinched his fingers and divined three trigrams, and when he raised his head again, he couldn't help but look at the calm lake in front of him, and his eyes became more and more surprised.

Immediately, the old man sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and waited by the lake.

It's just that I didn't expect that this wait would be more than half an hour.

Until the old man's heart was difficult to calm down, and he was about to make up for another hexagram, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound on the lake, and with the sound, he finally saw a young figure rushing out of the lake.

The child looked no more than eight or nine years old, but he had an indescribable explosiveness all over his body.

In one leap, he rushed out of the water three or four feet high, and then without slowing down, it crossed an arc in the air like a cannonball, and fell in front of the old man, causing dust to overflow.

"Sir, are you waiting for me?"

Meng Xiuyuan looked at the old man in front of him and asked with a little puzzlement.

"Little brother, good kung fu."

The old man was stunned when he saw this, although he subconsciously wanted to keep calm, but his words could not hide his surprise:

The old man had just eaten a delicacy that he had never seen before, and when he heard that it was actually made up by a child, he couldn't help but be curious, and wanted to see what kind of Lingxiu descendant was.

But I didn't want to, today it was an eye-opener......"

As he spoke, a fine light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he looked at Meng Xiuyuan several times from top to bottom before finally sighing:

"I, Lu Miaozi, have lived for eighty years, but I have never seen such a young innate master.

It's Ning Daoqi, and it is said that he only entered the congenital ...... at the age of seventeen or eighteen."

Meng Xiuyuan heard the other party's praise so much, he was stunned at first, and then compared to his own situation, he was very puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but say to Lu Miaozi:

"The old gentleman praised it falsely, and please ask the gentleman for advice, how do you see that I am a 'congenital master'?"

Nalu Miaozi shook when she heard this, and said warmly to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Little brother, why be humble.

Don't say that you are such a fitness hand, and you are already quite good among the innate masters.

Just say that you stay under the lake for more than half an hour, if you have not mastered the innate internal breath, how can you persevere? ”

At this point, Lu Miaozi hesitated a little before he spoke again:

"Little brother, I take the liberty to ask, which master is it?

Most of the people who have some skills in the rivers and lakes can be regarded as having dealt with them.

But at a glance, I can't see your martial arts path.

What surprised me even more was that we were standing opposite each other like this, and I couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of innate true qi from you.

I don't know, what kind of clever qi gathering technique is this......"

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, only to feel that this old man was quite profound, but he was not a real master, and his eyesight was really average.

Since he woke up, for several months, he has been refining his body wholeheartedly.

In such a situation, where does the 'innate true qi' come from in the body.

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