The Bad Guys: Everyone, let’s revive the Tang Dynasty together!

Chapter 295 Follow the Master to Enjoy Happiness (End)
The sun rises and sets, and the sky darkens and brightens.

Three days passed by so quickly that it was almost impossible to grasp. These three short days had already passed by.

However, although three short days are indeed insignificant in the long river of life, for Xiao Yan, every breath seemed to last as long as a year.

When the master said to let him enjoy himself, he meant it without hesitation. Every punch and kick was aimed at the vital points with great precision. The master's random punch could kill a cow, and punches that were far stronger than this were given to Xiao Yan without any hesitation.

At the beginning of the night, after the old man threw a punch, he would chatter to Xiao Yan for a few words before throwing the second punch. He would either squat in front of Xiao Yan and chatter about some past events in the martial arts world when he was traveling in the Central Plains, or talk about his own martial arts skills. Each move was very detailed, telling how he learned it by chance, or how he spent several years secretly learning it in a certain sect.

At this time, as long as the old man found that Xiao Yan had the strength to prick up his ears and listen carefully, he would kick him. That would really break his bones. Xiao Yan's clothes were wet and dry, dry and wet from the pain, and he was sweating all over.

Xiao Yan spent the second half of the night lying on the couch. His master would not let him use his luck to recover from his injuries, but only allowed him to endure it by himself.

On the first day, the old man was still chattering to Xiao Yan while he was making his move, one thing after another, as if he had never chatted with someone so attentively in his entire life, and he threw all the nonsense that he had accumulated over countless years at Xiao Yan.

But the talking never stopped, and the punches and kicks also did not stop. Although he talked, the punches and kicks followed closely without any gap. In just one day, there was not an inch of the ground in the hundreds of square meters of the training ground in the backyard that Xiao Yan had not slept on. The ground was covered with sweat and blood, and it was a mess.

However, what was beyond the old man's expectation was that even though Xiao Yan was shaking with pain and rolling on the ground, he didn't make a sound. He definitely had no luck and it seemed that he had completely forgotten the two martial arts techniques. It was as if he had never learned them since his mother's womb. He just used his body to endure the pain.

It can be said that he is very resilient. He has seen countless people in his life, but only Li Maozhen, who took great pains to become a disciple of the Twelve Caves, can compete with Xiao Yan.

Although they all knew that this was a matter of life and death, if they could get through it they would have a chance to be reborn, but if they couldn't they would just have to wait for death. Once the deadline came they would die. In Xiao Yan's situation, even if he didn't die, he could only rely on secret techniques to hang on to his life. All his strength would be lost. The more powerful the technique he practiced now, the more terrible the backlash would be in the future.

But ninety-nine percent of ten thousand people probably cannot endure this kind of pain that is worse than death, and they would rather wait for death than suffer this pain.

This kind of resilience is unique.

The old man was very satisfied, especially satisfied, extremely satisfied. He was so satisfied that he couldn't stop smiling while eating.

But the more satisfied he was, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the more ruthless he attacked.

From the moment Xiao Yan was allowed to enter the martial arts arena, the master did not allow Chi Meng and others to come in. He blocked the gate and put a big yellow dog at the door, leaving only two people in the martial arts arena.

So when there were no outsiders around, the old man would often punch and curse a man named "Li Ye". The harder he punched, the more fiercely he cursed.

I wonder what Li Ye would feel if he could hear these scoldings.

By evening, the first day was over.

Chi Meng, who was allowed to enter the backyard, burst into tears the moment she saw Xiao Yan, who was covered in blood and had fainted at some point. She couldn't wipe away her tears no matter how hard she tried with the back of her hands.

However, the old man explained to her with a smile that Xiao Yan was not unconscious all the time. He was knocked awake by him after fainting, and then knocked unconscious again after waking up, and this process was repeated over and over again until he fainted completely after receiving the last punch before sunset.

After hearing this, Chi Meng really hated the old man to the core, and that night he prepared a laxative, not a large amount, just enough to keep him going for half the night, but he poured it all into the old man's bowl.

Unexpectedly, the old man enjoyed the food more and more as he ate, and he was fine. He even praised Chi Meng's cooking skills for having improved greatly, saying that young people are truly to be feared.

Ji Ruxue had a pale face from beginning to end. She bit her lips and couldn't eat. She just stood in the yard staring at the sky, not knowing what to think.

Because the master said that no matter what Xiao Yan's condition was, they were not allowed to interfere. Chi Meng was allowed to go and support him the night before because it was just an appetizer to let Xiao Yan get familiar with the intensity.

But from today on, even if Xiao Yan fainted in there, no one is allowed to touch him. They have to wait for him to wake up and move, whether it is crawling or rolling. Once he has recovered, I will naturally take care of it.

During this time, Chi Meng sobbed and asked the old man the reason. The old man just smiled and said that all the meridians in Xiao Yan's body were broken, not even an inch of them were intact. If they moved easily, it would seem to help him, but in fact it would harm him. At the very least, all previous efforts would be wasted, and at the worst, he would become a disabled person.

So Ji Ruxue could only stand in the yard in a daze, not knowing what to do.

In the first half of the night, Xiao Yan woke up and the old man carried him to an unknown place. Later, the old man came back alone.

Chi Meng didn't dare to ask any more questions, for fear of hearing any more bad news.

But the old man didn't care. He leaned back in the recliner in the yard, sipped his tea, and explained to them.

On the first day, he completely broke Xiao Yan's meridians one by one, no matter whether it was the twelve main meridians or the eight extraordinary meridians, he started all over again. This was to re-correct Xiao Yan's meridians, which was equivalent to using clever strength to return Xiao Yan to his childhood state. Only in this way could Xiao Yan's meridians be re-opened one by one.

This method was something he had learned from a secret scripture. It was very risky and only a few people had been able to succeed throughout history. Those who had recorded it in the secret scripture were all people of incredible willpower. Although this method could allow people to change their fate, few people could endure the pain of severing their meridians, let alone severing them inch by inch.

Some people may have endured this pain, but during the process, they failed to restrain themselves from moving their Qi and mobilizing their Dantian and Qifu. In this case, all their previous efforts would be wasted and they would have to start all over again.

That's why the master would feed Xiao Yan appetizers all night. If the latter couldn't bear it, the master would stop this method.

Now, Xiao Yan's martial arts are only one tenth of what they were before, and at best he is just a minor star. But that's not the end. Cutting the meridians is only the first step. After this step, the meridians cannot be reopened immediately. He also needs to disperse the Qi and break the Dantian, that is, disperse the internal energy as much as possible, break up the Dantian, and attack the Qi Palaces one by one. Only in this way can he be truly reborn.

At that time, Xiao Yan had truly lost all his martial arts skills and became no different from an ordinary person.

Chi Meng covered her ears, unable to bear listening, but the old man's nagging words went into her ears without a word missing, and she couldn't get rid of them, so she could only sob silently.

Ji Ruxue's face was pale, but she just clenched her fists and asked the old man earnestly and sincerely, asking what were Xiao Yan's chances of success?

She knew best what Xiao Yan needed to do, and she understood best how many people in the Central Plains were waiting for him. He would never give up his ambitions, his vision, everything. If he knew that this trip would not succeed, Xiao Yan would rather choose to live for ten years to do great things, rather than lose all his strength and become a useless person.

You must know that everything about Xiao Yan's foundation is closely related to his own strength. In this era, the strong are respected and the weak suffer. No matter how good your brain is, it is not as good as a fist.

The old man obviously didn't tell Xiao Yan that this method was extremely risky.

However, after listening to him, the old man just smiled and took a sip of tea, and said leisurely that when he first met Xiao Yan, he thought he only had 30% chance of success, but after feeding Xiao Yan the appetizer that night, his chances increased to 50%. The first day has passed, and judging from Xiao Yan's enthusiasm, he can at least have 80% or 90% chance of success, if not 100%.

If someone like Xiao Yan, who could grit his teeth and poke his palms with his fingers without making a sound, could not succeed, then there was no need for this secret technique to be passed down in the world.

After hearing this, Ji Ruxue just nodded and returned to her room silently.

Chi Meng cursed God a few times and also didn't want to stay with the old man, so he hid in a corner and secretly began to practice witchcraft.

She has already figured it out. If Xiao Guoguo fails to get through this hurdle, then after rescuing her father, she and her little sister will protect Xiao Guoguo together, just like Xiao Guoguo has protected her along the way.

So she must become the most powerful Gu Master in the world!
We must make sure that everyone will not have any bad thoughts towards Xiao Guoguo once they hear the name of Saint Chi Meng!
The old man smiled as he sipped his tea, resting his hands behind his head, and looking at the waning moon in the sky with his legs crossed. "Seventh brother, seventh brother, I didn't expect that although you are not good enough, your son is quite good."

After he finished speaking, he pulled at the beard on his chin.

"Two nieces-in-law are not bad. This kid is so lucky... Never mind, I'll lay a thicker foundation for him so that no one can snatch his nieces-in-law away. Hmm... Not bad, not bad."

"This little girl, the medicine she prepared has some of my strength."

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When Xiao Yan was brought back the next day, no one knew what method the old man used, but he was able to walk without any problem. However, his face looked extremely ugly, his qi was disordered, and his hands shook when he picked up the chopsticks. But he still managed to eat a big meal.

During this time, Chi Meng and Ji Ruxue stood by him, one on each side, staring at him eagerly, not daring to leave.

The master did not allow them to feed Xiao Yan and only let him eat by himself. The rules were very strict and did not need much explanation, so the two girls did not dare to add to the trouble.

Chi Meng originally wanted to ask Xiao Yan if he was in pain or suffering, but seeing the situation, how could he ask? He felt a little sad, but forced himself to be cheerful and even told Xiao Yan several jokes.

Xiao Yan forced a smile, not knowing whether he had heard it or not.

The old man was kind enough to let Xiao Yan digest the news for an hour before calling him into the martial arts arena, locking the door and letting the silly big yellow dog continue to guard the door.

Ji Ruxue remained silent and had nothing to do, so she could only sit in the yard in a daze with Chi Meng.

You Chuan was called out by the old man early in the morning. It was said that he was asked to cut bamboos, one by one, and after chopping, he had to shave off the branches and leaves, and then carry the bamboos one by one to a mountain to wait.

At the same time, the old man taught Chi Meng a song, telling her to practice it well and it would be of great use. However, Chi Meng didn't take it seriously and kept sighing the whole day.

On this day, the old man and Xiao Yan did not leave the martial arts arena and did not even have lunch.

The old man had already explained to Xiao Yan clearly about the dispersion of Qi and the shattering of the pill. The degree of pain was even worse than the day before, and he asked Xiao Yan if he had any questions.

Xiao Yan just shook his head.

He had already figured out the old man's routine. Every time he deliberately asked a question, if he really thought about it, the old man would suddenly beat him up, just to catch Xiao Yan off guard and see if he would instinctively gather his energy and practice martial arts.

This principle must be ingrained into Xiao Yan's bones when he is conscious, so that when Xiao Yan faints, that spirit will still be like a pool of stagnant water, not moving at all.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan was beaten so badly that he even forgot his own name, and he blurted out almost everything in his head. In just a day or two, I had already figured out who Xiao Yan's confidantes were.

The master didn't care about anything else and just asked questions about the surrendered ministers and the useless people. Xiao Yan was extremely miserable.

On this day, Xiao Yan's entire Dantian Qi sea was broken up. Every move of the old man hit every acupuncture point of Xiao Yan accurately, and the force penetrated the Qi Palace, just like a bone scraper, carefully scraping every Qi Palace of Xiao Yan bit by bit, leaving nothing behind.

After this move, Xiao Yan felt as if his heart was broken and the pain was so severe that he felt as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs. He dug his fingers into the ground tightly and without using any internal strength, he dug ten thumb marks on the bluestone floor.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but tiny drops of water that looked like blood but not sweat began to seep out of the pores of Xiao Yan's skin all over his body. Each drop of water contained a hint of evil spirit, which made the old man marvel in amazement.

In a daze, Xiao Yan seemed to have lost all feeling in his body, as if he was lying in a cloud. When he touched things, he felt no pain and had no connection with the outside world.

It was as if he had only a head left.

“When Heaven is about to confer a great responsibility on a man, it will first test his mind and make him work hard.”

In the blur, it seemed that a hand wiped the blood off Xiao Yan's face, and then the old man's kind voice was heard.

"Li Ye left this responsibility to you. My child, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

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The gate of the martial arts arena opened in the sunset, and Chi Meng and Ji Ruxue looked up at the same time.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, carrying Xiao Yan on his shoulder. Without saying a word, he walked in the direction where he had taken Xiao Yan away yesterday.

The two girls could not help but follow, only to find that their destination was a cave with a pool of spring water inside. The water was turquoise and emitted wisps of white smoke.

However, after letting them look at the place, the old man sent them all back and told them to wait in the house obediently.

That night, neither the old man nor Xiao Yan came back.

On the third day, the old man returned to the house alone. With a smile on his face, he prepared a few side dishes, opened a jar of wine, and invited the two girls to drink together.

Ji Ruxue and Chi Meng were not in the mood for this. Chi Meng kept asking the old man about the situation, but the old man just remained mysterious and looked as if the secret could not be revealed.

The two girls were worried about Xiao Yan, and despite the old man's attempt to stop them, they ran to the cave to take a look, only to find that there was no one inside.

The pool of spring water had dried up completely, and the spring was very small. It would take an unknown amount of time for the water that seeped out to fill up the pool.

The two were confused and anxious, and hurried back.

Halfway through the journey, they heard a loud bang, so they all stopped and suddenly looked up at a hilltop.

That was the destination where Youchuan moved the bamboo.

The clouds in front of the cliff suddenly dispersed, as if there was a vacuum zone, splitting the entire cloud into two pieces, leaving a long tail.

The next moment, a streak of snow-white solid mist suddenly poured out from the middle of the vacuum zone like a meteorite streaking across the sky, stretching for nearly a hundred meters and causing a loud thunder.

It took a long time to calm down.

Everyone can see it from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, within a radius of dozens of miles.

(End of this chapter)