Chapter Seventy-Six-Cultivating the Mixed Yuan Gong
Lin'an City Meng Mansion.
In Meng Hao's study, Mrs. Meng sat there and carefully studied the letter mailed by Meng Ran, reading the content of only a hundred words over and over again, her face full of longing and worry.
Xiaohuan, who was standing on the side, sighed involuntarily, and secretly complained about Meng Ran in his heart, complaining that he couldn't be happy under Mrs. Meng's knees, that he couldn't be filial in front of his mother, and that he was ......
Mrs. Meng raised her head slightly, and asked softly to the personal maid, "Xiaohuan, are you counting in your heart again?"
Xiaohuan nodded, and said with distress: "Can you not blame him, it's been almost two months, and I wrote a letter back, it's still so short, such a big person, I don't know how distressed people are at all." β
Mrs. Meng smiled and rubbed the maid's head, and said softly: "You, don't blame him anymore, if you can, he doesn't want to go on this long trip." You really think that he is enjoying happiness outside, but he is really suffering.
Although he didn't explain it in the letter, I could vaguely guess that he had suffered a lot, and he didn't want to say it, but I, a mother, couldn't pretend not to know. It doesn't matter if he doesn't write home or not, as long as he's safe.
Besides, how old is he, but he is only twelve years old, and other teenagers are still messing around at home at this time, and he has already gone out to blow the wind and rain. β
Xiaohuan's face softened, and he said in a low voice: "Actually, I don't really complain about the young master, I just feel sorry for you." The young master has only been gone for more than a month, and you have lost a lot, so what should you do if you continue like this. β
Mrs. Meng smiled lightly and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay to be thinner, you look younger." β
Xiaohuan muttered: "But you can't be too thin, the young master will feel distressed when he comes back." β
Mrs. Meng nodded Xiaohuan's nose and said with a smile: "Got it." β
Xiaohuan grinned and said with concern: "That lady should be obedient and eat more food, so that she can be in good health." β
Mrs. Meng glanced at Xiaohuan very dotingly, and said, "You are so well-behaved and sensible, I don't know which man's blessing in his last life was cultivated." β
Xiaohuan said angrily, "The slave and maid don't marry, and they have to accompany Mrs. all the time." β
Mrs. Meng squeezed the maid's hand and said softly: "We women, how can we not marry." Don't worry, even if I marry you off, Mengfu is also your maiden family, and if someone bullies you in the future, I will definitely help you get angry. β
Xiaohuan just desperately hugged Mrs. Meng's arm, and choked in a low voice: "Don't marry, Xiaohuan won't marry." β
Mrs. Meng rubbed Xiaohuan's fluffy hair and said with relief: "Don't marry, don't marry... Good boy, don't cry, I won't force you to marry. β
Xiaohuan nodded heavily.
......
Perhaps because of the rain, it darkened early, and before dinner had even begun, rows of candles were lit in the house.
Meng Ran was dressed very thickly, sat on the main seat, and listened carefully to Lao Han's report.
After listening for a while, Meng Ran said: "This matter is up to you to keep an eye on the whole process, silver or anything is not a problem, the quality must be good and the speed must be fast." β
Lao Han nodded and said, "I will definitely convey the young master's meaning to them." β
Meng Ran bowed slightly, and said, "You can discuss the specific matters with Miss Fei'er, and ask her for instructions on the use of silver." β
Old Han was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice.
Meng Ran gently picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and ordered, "Go down, find Miss Fei'er if you have any needs." β
Old Han snorted and slowly exited the room.
Not long after, there was a few knocks on the door, and the voice of Geng Huyuan came from outside the door.
"Come in, Uncle Geng. β
After Geng Huyuan entered the house, he was not polite, he sat at the head of his left hand and looked at Meng Ran very seriously.
Meng Ran was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile, "Uncle Geng, is there something wrong?"
Geng Huyuan nodded, and asked in a low voice, "When are you going north?"
Meng Ran frowned and thought for a while, and said, "If nothing else, at the end of the month or the beginning of next month." β
Geng Huyuan bowed his head and said: "That's okay, there is still plenty of time, from tonight, I will teach you my unique cultivation secrets, and start to temper and hammer your physique, even if you turn martial arts into a way in the future, you will need a strong physique as support."
As for my marksmanship, if you want to learn it, I'll teach you, and if you're not interested, I'm not going to waste my tongue. β
Meng Ran looked embarrassed: "I'm still practicing the knife honestly, the spear skills are still not touched, if you meet a good seedling in the future, pass it on to him." β
Geng Huyuan sighed softly, but didn't say anything more.
Meng Ran didn't know what was behind Geng Huyuan's solemn expression, he only thought that he was simply unhappy after being rejected, he didn't know what he had missed, and he didn't know what he had lost at this moment.
Geng Huyuan got up and patted Meng Ran on the shoulder, and instructed, "I'll come to you after dinner, and I'll explain the Fa to you when the time comes." β
Meng Ran hummed heavily.
At dinner, Seinfeld personally brought food to Meng Ran, looking like she was serving Meng Ran.
Meng Ran hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You don't have to wait for me here, you just go to eat, and you can clean it up later." β
Seinfeld rubbed reluctantly for a moment before gently retreating.
Meng Ran sighed helplessly and ate slowly.
After the meal, Seinfeld went into the house to clean up and made the bed again, as if she was a personal concubine.
Soon after Seinfeld left, Li Haoran and Geng Nursing Home arrived together.
Meng Ran looked at Li Haoran and asked puzzledly, "Senior, do you have something?"
Li Haoran skimmed Meng Ran, blew his beard and glared: "It's about your, Lao Tzu can come if he wants to, if you don't accept it, let's fight." β
Meng Ran shrunk his neck and asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you, senior?" I didn't say anything, why did you lose your temper so much. β
Li Haoran snorted and did not explain the reason for his anger.
Geng Huyuan on the side smiled lightly and said straightforwardly: "Okay, without further ado, I'll explain the method of true qi operation for the two of you." β
Meng Ran blinked his eyes a few times, Huo Ran understood why Li Haoran was so annoyed, in front of a young junior, it was indeed a little embarrassing to learn the secrets of the method of a junior who was more than ten years younger than him.
Meng Ran pursed her lips tightly, afraid that she would laugh out loud.
Li Haoran seemed to notice Meng Ran's abnormality, and said angrily: "If you want to laugh, laugh, don't suffocate yourself." β
Meng Ran no longer restrained himself, and laughed firmly for a while.
After laughing, Meng Ran said very sincerely: "Wen Sheng once said that if you are a threesome, you must have my teacher, choose those who are good and follow them, and change those who are not good." Seniors don't have to have knots. β
Li Haoran scratched his hair and said with a smile: "I'm already old, what can't I see and can't figure out, martial arts is a journey, the master is the first, and the good student learns." β
Geng Huyuan coughed lightly, and said in a stern tone: "You two sit cross-legged, get rid of the distractions in your hearts, and listen to me carefully." β
After Meng Ran and Li Haoran sat down, Geng Huyuan said slowly: "The exercise I want to teach you is called "Mixed Yuan Gong", which is a simplified version of "Opening and Closing Exercises".
The main points of this exercise, one in one, a total of two basic tips, in one go, the strength should be fast, and the strength should be slow. Slowly inhale into the dantian when you are strong, and exhale slowly when you are strong. When breathing, you need to pay attention to ......"
Geng Huyuan recounted the essence of the Mixed Yuan Gong and instructed the two of them to run the True Qi according to the cultivation method of the Mixed Yuan Gong.
Geng Huyuan looked at the two people who had soon settled down, with a satisfied smile on his face, and then found a seat to sit down, quietly feeling the situation in the two people in front of him.
Before you knew it, it was already three o'clock, Geng Huyuan took two steps forward, slowly woke up the two of them, and explained: "Both of you have a foundation, so it is effortless to cultivate, and the only drawback is that it will conflict with the methods you have learned before.
But don't worry, just control the true qi in your body well, let it flow according to the method and know-how of Mixed Yuan Gong, and after a long time, you will form a new habit, and then you can cultivate as you like.
As for Meng Ran, your cultivation in the recent period can be slowed down appropriately, and when the dark injuries in your body really get better, you can cultivate with your heart. β
Meng Ran nodded and asked, "Uncle Geng, when will my injuries really heal?"
Geng Huyuan smiled lightly and said, "At least it will take ten years to raise." β
Meng Ran was slightly disappointed, fortunately, ten years was not very long, and the time passed in the blink of an eye, and it was not too late to work hard at that time.
Geng Huyuan patted Meng Ran on the shoulder and comforted: "Recuperate, let's go back and rest first, and you can go to bed early." β
Meng Ran sent the two of them outside the door, reflexively went back to the house, and just when he sat down, he heard a knock on the door.
He thought it was Geng Huyuan or Li Haoran who knocked on the door, so he went to open the door quite casually, and asked, "Is there anything else?"
After the door opened, I saw a maid standing outside with a green screen, and she was looking at Meng Ran with an aggrieved face at this time.
Meng Ran was a little confused, and asked softly, "Green screen, is there anything on your mind?"
The green screen deflated her lips, and tears from her eyes burst out.
Meng Ran was at a loss, but he didn't leave the girl out of the door, gently pulled her sleeves, and led her into the house.
After closing the door, Meng Ran pressed the girl in a green shirt to the chair and asked softly, "Green screen, is someone bullying you?"
Green Screen shook his head, but tears flowed from his eyes.
Meng Ran stretched out his palm, gently wiped his delicate cheeks full of tears, and said softly: "Green screen, just tell me if you have anything, I will definitely make the decision for you." β
Green Screen raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of ruddy eyes, and said with a crying voice: "Does the young master not want me?"
Meng Ran was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "What's the matter, you are so smart and sensible, how can I be willing not to want you." β
Green Screen wiped away her tears and choked up, "Really?"
Meng Ran nodded and said, "Really." β
"Then why did you let Miss Fei'er take over the affairs of the house?"
"Isn't it that I feel sorry for you, I'm afraid you're too tired. β
Listening to these obviously false words of comfort, Green Screen burst into tears and laughed, biting his lip and saying, "Young Master is deceiving, you must be thinking of taking Miss Fei'er as a concubine." β
Meng Ran flicked the girl's smooth head, and said softly: "As far as you think, it's not ashamed to cry and laugh." β
The green screen grabbed Meng Ran's sleeve and blocked it in front of him, as if he could make himself less shy.