Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

For the next two days, Meng Zhao and San Gouzi lived in Chen Xiaotao's house. Because they were from Xiaohan Village and were two grown boys, they did not cause any criticism or attention.

Chen Xiaotao also received systematic guidance and instruction from Meng Zhao, and revised and improved her past practice methods. At the same time, she continued to study and delve into the Soft Cloud Sword and the Spirit Snake Hand, and gained a lot.

To put it bluntly, what she had learned in the past two or three years was nothing compared to what she had learned in just two or three days with Meng Zhao. This really proves the saying that true teaching is worth a thousand books if you falsely teach.

She became more and more confident about the future of herself and her son. To this end, she began to secretly collect medicinal materials for secret medicine, not only to give them to Meng Zhao as a thank you, but also to restart her practice of the secret martial arts records.

San Gouzi also started to learn Shenyun Gong and take Lingyun Pills. However, his aptitude was not superior to others, or in other words, his adaptability in practicing Shenyun Gong was average. One pill could be used for about ten days longer than a month.

Stronger than Chen Xiaotao, but also limited.

However, San Gouzi is already very satisfied. According to him, being able to practice real martial arts is already a blessing from heaven, and he does not have to force himself to have martial arts that are the best in the world.

Being able to protect oneself, even in a city, having a position, enjoying wealth and glory, and establishing a Zhang family to pass down in the future, is enough.

Meng Zhao really admired San Gouzi's mentality. Being content with what he has and not falling into the evil thoughts of greed is a kind of wisdom.

There are countless people in the world, but how many of them are truly restless, want to stir up the world, and set great ambitions?
Two days later, Meng Zhao and San Gouzi returned to Xiaohan Village and experienced another heavy snowfall.

In addition to his daily practice, Meng Zhao spent most of his time studying Lingyun Pills.

After the last gift, Chen Xiaotao sent two more bottles of Lingyun Pills one after another, which was considered to be the most kind thing to do.

Meng Zhaoze took out real money and purchased the raw medicinal materials needed for refining medicine from Chen Xiaotao, and refined the medicine on his own.

First, he had to master the medicinal properties. If he wanted to improve his skills in the future, the medicinal properties of the herbs would have to be updated. Meng Zhao naturally had to know them like the back of his hand so that he could delete, add, or reduce unnecessary things.

Secondly, the Lingyun Pills are made by myself, so I feel more assured and the medicinal properties are stronger.

With the same materials, Chen Xiaotao may only be able to refine one bottle, but Meng Zhao may be able to refine two bottles or even more. This is a question of the success rate of the medicine.

As for why he did not go to the county town to purchase the medicinal materials himself, there were two main considerations.

Firstly, if he went to the county town, it would be impossible for him to simply buy medicine, but he would also do many other things.

For example, searching for the location of wind power and cold power, and planning to seize them.

This is bound to lead to conflicts with the martial arts families and gang leaders in the county, which requires superior strength.

Even if you don't do it openly and act as a mastermind behind the scenes, you still need to have the ability to succeed.

Although his fighting ability is improving by leaps and bounds and getting better day by day, it is still shallow after all.

The time is too short and the medication time is also short. Even if the drug's effectiveness can be maximized, it is still a drop in the bucket.

In addition, although Wen San and his party have a lot of wealth, it is limited after all. If they only spend money without earning any, it will not last long. Meng Zhao naturally has to find new income.

If he followed the right path, Meng Zhao could naturally choose to establish a force or engage in business to earn huge wealth to support his practice.

However, Meng Zhao did not have this idea, nor did he have the energy and time. He would rather do a business with no capital and rob the rich to help the poor.

Although it sounds a bit unambitious, in fact, Meng Zhao really doesn't care about too much. What he wants most now is to practice martial arts and improve his strength first. As for wealth and power, he will talk about it later.

The second consideration for not going to the county town was that Chen Xiaotao already had an extremely safe and smooth channel for purchasing medicines.

Since Chen Xiaotao has already proved that this channel is credible and feasible, there is naturally no need for Meng Zhao to spend time and energy on it and suffer the consequences.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, a month had passed.

On this day, Meng Zhao was practicing martial arts at home. It was a palm technique he created himself, adapted from the delicate and graceful Zheyun Hand.

This adapted palm technique, in addition to the characteristics of the Zheyun Hand itself, focuses on increasing its power, or more bluntly, its lethality.

In addition to the practice in the past half month, the cloud seeds in Meng Zhao's dantian have become stronger and stronger, and the power of his palm skills is also extremely strong.

Especially when it comes to cloud seed cultivation, Meng Zhao has an extremely precise grasp of it.

If everything goes according to plan, his foundation-laying phase should last about two years, during which time he will enter the fetal movement phase.

In two years, his cloud seed has grown strong enough to a level that is unimaginable to ordinary warriors. Once it moves, the cloud power it forms will be extremely powerful and domineering, and the power will be so strong that ordinary warriors may not be able to achieve it even after ten years of practice.

However, because Meng Zhao had some thoughts, he was more willing to combine the Canyun Gong, Feng Gong and Han Gong to form a magical skill that was like the Three-Point Return to Origin Qi, and use this as the foundation for the fetal movement, before the name of the magical skill was achieved.

Naturally, one cannot simply use the cloud seed as the foundation for fetal movement. Later, one must also add the wind seed and the cold seed. The three must be combined into one, forming a Guiyuan seed. In this way, one can make progress and reach the state of fetal movement. This will best suit the martial arts path that Meng Zhao has planned for himself.

Secondly, one must also take the wind seed, forming a state where wind has no form, clouds are impermanent, wind and clouds combine, and the state of Moka is immeasurable, before one can enter the state of fetal movement.

Therefore, Meng Zhao also needs to control the progress of his cloud seeds.

Otherwise, the time and energy required to combine the three in the future will be too great and the difficulty will be greatly increased.

The foundation is very important. Once the path is determined, it will be extremely difficult to change it.

To this end, he used his supreme wisdom to create a method specifically for delaying the growth of cloud seeds and accumulating their foundation, which is called the Chongyun Lock.

Through the method of Chongyun Lock, one can constantly sharpen, hone, and cultivate clouds, and transform the overflowing cloud energy into Shenyun Jin for Meng Zhao's use.

It can be regarded as both consolidating the foundation and mastering the Shenyun power in advance, killing two birds with one stone.

It was because Meng Zhao had an extremely high level of martial arts and extraordinary wisdom that he was able to create the password for the Chongyun Lock so easily. If it were someone else, they would not even dare to think about it.

At this moment, with the help of Chongyun Lock, the cloud-like and fog-like Shenyun Energy in Meng Zhao's body was circulating. Water vapor was dense in his palms, and clouds and mist were rising. Sometimes it turned into a blue dragon, sometimes into a tiger, with a hundred changes. Although there was no earth-shattering momentum in the small courtyard, the mysterious wonder could still be seen at a glance.

After a long time, Meng Zhao finally finished his training. The energy in his body was slowly released and turned into a ball of gray-white mist, which slowly dissipated in front of him.

Don't think that Meng Zhao was just taking shortcuts and accumulating a shallow amount of Shenyun power in his body. However, using this power to enter the door of extraordinary martial arts, Meng Zhao's martial arts methods that had reached the pinnacle and were miraculous had a place to be put to good use.

Although I dare not say that I can dominate the world and be unrivaled, I do have many more ways to maneuver.

Meng Zhao was already thinking that after some time, when the cloud seeds accumulated more and the ginseng cloud power generated by the heavy cloud lock was stronger, he would set off for the county town to look for wind power and cold power, and at the same time collect gold, silver and various precious medicinal materials for the future practice of the two powers!
I looked up at the sky and found that it had darkened without me noticing. Wisps of dark clouds turned into a dense umbrella that covered the entire Hanshan Mountain. The cold wind was howling and I could vaguely see white stars floating down.

Meng Zhao was also speechless. Although he knew from his memory that the climate of Xiaohan Village was different from usual, he did not expect that it snowed so frequently, making it unsuitable for human habitation.

But what is even more bizarre is that this seemingly uninhabitable place has a variety of local specialty products. Although they are farmers, they can still be considered the richest family in the surrounding villages. These days, Meng Zhao has not treated himself badly in terms of food, clothing and daily expenses. There is no shortage of rice, grain and meat at home. In particular, one day when he went hunting in the mountains, he caught a family of seven-colored pheasants and raised them in the chicken coop built in the courtyard, which gave him two extra eggs every day.

Seeing that it was about to snow, Meng Zhao tidied up the yard, took the washed clothes from the clothesline, and brought them back into the house.

He lit a fire under the stove on the earthen kang and added firewood. Soon, the whole room became warm.

Just as I was about to go back to the house to think about the usage and dosage of the secret medicine, there was a knock on the door outside.

When Meng Zhao opened the door, he was surprised to see Zhou Zhihan, who had almost disappeared in recent days.

These days, Meng Zhao has started practicing martial arts, and the news of his strong strength has spread throughout Xiaohan Village.

There were people who coveted him along the way, but he dealt with them easily, so no one dared to take advantage of him anymore.

In particular, the three elders headed by Han Dali of the Han family sternly warned the people of Xiaohan Village not to resort to tricks.

It’s not that they don’t want the martial arts inheritance in Meng Zhao’s hands, but they are worried that if they force him too much, it will lead to unexpected disasters.

Secondly, he was also worried that the relationship between Xiaohan Village and Li Zheng would be completely wiped out, and if there was no affection between them in the future, the other party would not show mercy.

Naturally, Meng Zhao became an invisible village bully in Xiaohan Village, with a status similar to Zhou Zhihan's previous status.

The two of them didn't say anything, and the front door was not a place to talk.

After welcoming the person into the house, Zhou Zhihan looked at Meng Zhao in surprise.

"You are indeed different now. Not only have you practiced the martial arts I taught you, but you have also encountered other things?

Is it really your family that came looking for you?"

Zhou Zhihan is different from ordinary people. She has a sharp eye and a keen sense of smell. She can tell that Meng Zhao has a faint smell of medicine.

The smell of this medicine is not pungent, but rather light, faint, and fresh and natural like mist. It is definitely not an ordinary herbal medicine.

Zhou Zhihan immediately concluded that this Li Zheng really had inherited the martial arts, practiced the secret records of martial arts, and taken secret martial arts medicines.

This cast a shadow over her heart, although she had been confident about what she had done.

This man, who was originally chosen by her as her little husband and was to be under her control for life, now seems to have slipped out of her control.

Taking medicine, practicing skills, and achieving martial arts, this is no longer a small character that can be manipulated at will.

Especially since Meng Zhao has an extremely high talent for martial arts, the time it takes for him to develop combat capability will be extremely short.

With all these things happening, Zhou Zhihan naturally wouldn't look at Meng Zhao with the same attitude as before.

“This, indeed, someone passed on to me the secret records of martial arts and secret medicine, and told me to practice well.

I, without his permission, I, cannot reveal his information, please forgive me, Sister Zhou!"

Meng Zhao is certainly not an ungrateful person. Zhou Zhihan once did him a favor, and he kept it in mind and would never forget it.

Zhou Zhihan nodded, and suddenly attacked Meng Zhao, using her fingers as a sword to stab at Meng Zhao's throat.

She was extremely fast, and her murderous intent was hidden without being revealed, accumulating without being released, which further increased the power of this sword.

The sword fingers were delicate, white and slender. They looked as beautiful as white jade, but they contained endless murderous intent.

It was like a meteor passing by, and when you saw it, it had disappeared. In fact, the sword finger had already pierced into the person's throat.

This is Xinggong's secret martial art, the Meteor Sword Finger, which, combined with his special martial arts secrets, has great lethality.

The key is three words: fast, ruthless and accurate!

Fast, incomparably fast, named after the meteor, it contains the meaning of the meteor.

Cruelty should be focused on this sword finger, with a strong murderous intent. If one does not have the murderous intent, practicing this finger skill will get half the result with twice the effort. However, for those who have restrained and surging murderous intent, they will get twice the result with half the effort.

Accuracy requires the eyesight, hand strength and finger strength to be coordinated, calm and in harmony, so that everything they move and point in the desired direction must be done.

If the sword finger is replaced with a rapier, it would be a meteor sword. The sword is like a meteor, and its lethality increases exponentially.

An ordinary person, at such a close distance and without any preparation, would definitely be defeated by this move.

However, Meng Zhao was such a warrior that the moment Zhou Zhihan made her move, his palm had already chopped horizontally. The cloud energy in his palm was like clouds and mist, seemingly soft and weak, but in fact it was dense and flexible, full of strength.

When the sword finger and the horizontal palm touched, Meng Zhao only felt that Zhou Zhihan's sword finger turned into a long sword. The extremely sharp aura stimulated his entire arm and made goose bumps bulge out, and his hairs stood on end.

Similarly, Zhou Zhihan only felt that her sword finger fell on a dense and impenetrable net. No matter how hard she tried, she could not tear it apart or break it.

After a moment, Zhou Zhihan retracted her sword, looking at Meng Zhao in doubt and surprise, as if trying to figure out something.

Meng Zhao looked at his palm. There was an extremely clear red dot on the edge of his palm, and even a trace of blood was oozing out. It was the injury caused by Zhou Zhihan's sword finger.

He circulated the Shenyun Power, and soon the blood clots in his palms were cleared, and the red spots disappeared. Apart from the blood stains, it was as if he had never been injured.

"You actually achieved strength?"

Zhou Zhihan couldn't believe it.

Laying the foundation, fetal movement, completion, and perfection, although there is no definite answer to each stage, it can take at least a year, and at most several decades.

This is especially true when laying the foundation.

It would be fine if he was just an ordinary person, but Li Zheng was gifted and had an excellent physique, so it must have taken him a long time to lay the foundation, maybe even longer than that of ordinary people.

After all, the better the foundation, the more time it takes.

But now, Li Zheng's performance seemed to break his own cognition. The other party had actually developed strength. Was this fetal movement? (End of this chapter)