Martial Arts: Start with 100,000 Xiliang Cavalry

Chapter 62

After Su Yuan returned to the palace, he immediately vacated a courtyard for Grand Master to use as a place for daily cleaning.

The personal guard Chu Changning and the housekeeper Yang Zhen were very curious about this mysterious woman who had just arrived at the palace, especially Chu Changning, after learning that the woman was Su Yuan's mother and master, his eyes almost popped out.

"How old is this senior?!"

Chu Changning's question made Su Yuan very helpless.

Although he was also very curious, he couldn't ask such a question directly when they met for the first time.

At present, the woman only told him her Taoist name, which is really indistinct.

But that wasn't what interested him.

"Chang Ning." He asked, "Tell me, if you practice martial arts to a high level, can you rejuvenate your youth? Or stay young forever?"

Even if it is true, it can be seen from the fact that Wudang Sword was refined by her 40 years ago, she is very old.

But her appearance was completely different from her age, and Su Yuan definitely didn't think it was some kind of disguise like a human skin mask, because he had observed carefully that besides the face, the woman's hands were also very smooth and delicate, and her wrists were as white as snow.

Chu Changning hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, then shook his head and said, "This subordinate has never heard of the effect of practicing martial arts. It is said that Gu Suifeng, who founded Taiyi, is still young in age...but this senior..."

Su Yuan, the great master, is really indistinct, more like a natural 20-year-old girl than a child with white hair.

Chu Changning guessed: "Either this senior's realm is too high for me to imagine, or he has practiced an extraordinary skill."

Su Yuan nodded and didn't struggle too much.

In any case, the arrival of his great master is a great thing for him.

Not only is his own safety more assured, but with her "teaching", the improvement of Four Swords martial arts will definitely be faster.

"Xiao Yuan, come to me."

Suddenly, a really indistinct voice came to his ears.

Su Yuan was startled, looked left and right, but couldn't see anyone.

Only then did he realize that this was probably some kind of "sound transmission into secret" skill in martial arts novels.

Without saying a word, he immediately went to the house where Zhen Miao was.

There used to be some stone tables and benches in the yard, but now they have been cleared away, leaving only a few pots of flowers and plants, and a few futons on the ground, which looks empty and pleasant.

Zhen Miao was sitting cross-legged on a futon, her long hair coiled on her knees, a different feeling emerged in Su Yuan's heart.

He just felt that this grand master was really the most temperamental person he had ever met since he came to this world.

Zhen Miao gently opened her vermilion lips: "Sit."

Su Yuan sat on the futon in front of her.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

Zhen Yao slowly opened his eyes, looked at him with eyes free of any impurities, and said, "Xiao Yuan, you must have internal cultivation skills."

"Well, I have practiced a 'Shunxi Jue', but I haven't practiced it for long."

When Su Yuan mentioned this, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

He quietly looked at Zhen Miao, and said in his heart: "If Tai Shifu knew about my extermination of Yunshan faction, what would he think?"

From his point of view, his grand master is probably considered a member of the world, and he may also come from a famous school. In this matter...

"This internal skill is not very suitable for you, and the upper limit is also lower." Zhen Miao said, "Today I will teach you the 'Excellent Yuan Tonghui Kung Fu'."

"Extreme Yuan Tonghui Gong? What is this?"

"It's also an internal skill, which can prolong life and prevent all diseases." Zhen Miao raised his hand, pointed out, and his slender index finger landed on the Tanzhong acupoint on Su Yuan's chest.

"All diseases are invulnerable? Why..."

"Close your eyes and feel carefully."

"Oh……"

Su Yuan did as he did, and he closed his eyes, only feeling a gentle power input into his body through Zhenmiao's fingers, spreading throughout his body like a warm current.

He felt that his body was being "cleaned" by this warm current, and some clogged and stagnant places would automatically open after this warm current passed by.

This feeling was so comfortable that Su Yuan almost fell asleep.

Fortunately, a really indistinct voice sounded, waking him up.

"I will pass on the mantra to you, and from now on, you will meditate for an hour every day, so that you will not be disturbed by illness."

Su Yuan opened his eyes, he had something to say, but he still held his temper and listened to Zhenmiao finish reciting the mantra.

He repeated it several times by himself, and after remembering it, he couldn't help asking.

"Master, you just gave me..."

"I used my true essence to open up the meridians of your body." Zhen Miao said, "Otherwise you would not be able to practice this inner strength."

True Essence...

Hearing this, Su Yuan confirmed once again that Zhen Miao's martial arts realm is very high.

He knows that the masters in the innate realm are still all kinds of "internal strength" formed on the basis of internal strength.

As for the master, it seems that the internal force will undergo a qualitative change again, and the result of the qualitative change may be a higher level of "true essence".

"Great Master, if you practice this internal skill, you won't get sick in the future? How can it be so miraculous?"

Seeing his expression, Zhen Miao couldn't help laughing and said, "It's a natural principle for people to get sick when they eat whole grains. But this 'Excellent Yuan Tonghui Gong', after practicing for a long time, you will need to eat less and less."

Needing less food, Su Yuan was startled: "Isn't this the Bigu Gong?"

Zhen Yao nodded and said: "This is indeed the extremely high and profound bigu kung fu in the Taoist sect."

"..."

"Why, can't bear to eat?" Zhen Miao looked at Su Yuan with a smile in his eyes.

Su Yuan showed a tangled face. He, a traveler from a big foodie country, would be lying if he said he didn't like food.

But if you can live for a long time without getting sick by eating less or not, then...it's really hard to choose!

His tangled expression made Zhen Miao chuckle: "Okay, there is no need to stop eating bigu. If you meet your favorite food, you can also eat some, don't be too entangled."

"That's good!" Su Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

After teaching the inner strength, seeing that Zhen Miao didn't intend to let him leave, Su Yuan didn't leave at all, and sat on the futon, expressing his doubts.

"Grand Master, are you some kind of sect elder or something? Or simply the suzerain."

Zhen Miao said: "I have never joined a sect. My master's sect has only accepted one disciple in the past."

"Oh..." Su Yuan felt relieved when he heard the words, which at least showed that Zhenmiao had little to do with Jianghu.

"Then Grand Master, you know about my rebellion, so what do you think about it...?"

He really wanted to know how a "superior outsider" like Zhen Miao viewed the secular dynasty.

Zhen Miao looked at him and said: "Xiao Yuan, you are very smart, you should know that I usually spend most of my time practicing in the mountains, and I don't enter the world much, because it will cause a lot of trouble."

Su Yuan nodded and said: "I understand. Grand Master, you have such an outstanding appearance, you must cause a sensation wherever you appear, and there must be a lot of trouble."

What he said was so sincere that it couldn't be more sincere.

Even in modern times, when a young and beautiful woman walks on the street, someone will often approach her to strike up a conversation.

Not to mention that in ancient times, Su Yuan felt that with Master Yi's beautiful and extraordinary appearance, he would have to attract all the rich men in the city wherever he went, and it was impossible not to trouble him.

It's better to stay in my palace.

Su Yuan thought to himself, no one would bother him anyway... Except myself, right?
(End of this chapter)