From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 37 Show off
Master Nie hadn't shown up for several days, but he was leaving as soon as he showed up. Meng Yuan was naturally reluctant to let him go and kept pulling him back.

Of course, the main reason is that I want you to teach me something more.

"Master Nie has been coming less frequently recently, and the students' morale is not very high." Meng Yuan said.

"What? I need to get some eggs. I'll give them to whoever practices hard." After Nie Yannian finished speaking, he laughed.

Meng Yuan also laughed and asked, "Master Nie, how is the matter with the Buddha demon going?"

"We can't find out anything. It has been reported. I guess they will send someone to investigate. Anything related to Baldy is no small matter." Nie Yannian answered casually without stopping, as he was about to run away.

Meng Yuan followed closely and asked, "Master Nie, do you have any other arrangements for the training ground?"

"Practice more, practice more, practice diligently, practice hard!" Nie Yannian's words were like saying nothing, and it was obvious that he didn't care much about the young men on the training ground.

As the two were chatting nonsense, they saw a man running in from outside the training ground. He was in a hurry and excited, as if he had made a fortune. It was Ren Debiao.

"Master Nie, I have reached the eighth level! My Niwan has been opened!" Ren Debiao was very excited and his voice was very loud. When he saw Meng Yuan beside him, he did not forget to look at Meng Yuan with pride.

The young men were training, and when they heard this, they were all envious.

It would take an ordinary person three to four years to go from the ninth rank to the eighth rank, but Ren Debiao only took more than two years to accomplish it. His aptitude was not excellent, but it was not bad at all.

Moreover, after reaching the eighth level, not only did his abilities become stronger, but he also received more monthly silver.

"Okay, good job! Go find Lao Gou and ask about the monthly salary." Nie Yannian said casually, waved his hand, and walked out again.

Seeing that Nie Yannian was being perfunctory and that his advancement to the eighth rank did not seem to impress him, Ren Debiao hurriedly followed him.

But after following for a few steps, Ren Debiao saw that Nie Yannian did not look at him. Instead, he kept turning his head to chat with the gelder. Sometimes he threatened the gelder, saying that he would castrate anyone who dared to go to a prostitute; sometimes he instructed the gelder to go to Zuiyue Tower more often to help wash dishes or something.

The gelder was also very shameless, saying that he was an expert in castration and that he should be paid for washing dishes.

Ren Debiao followed him all the way out of the palace and tried to talk to him several times, but Nie Yannian was unwilling to pay any attention. On the contrary, the gelder was very good at flattering and had already helped to lead the horse out.

The gelder saw that there was a lot of work to do, but he kept saying that he had low skills and was afraid of damaging Master Nie's reputation. It was obvious that he wanted to learn something.

Seeing that Nie Yannian was stuck in a corner, Ren Debiao actually promised to teach the gelder a set of boxing techniques when he had time.

"Master Nie, I also want to learn boxing." Ren Debiao quickly took advantage of the opportunity.

"Let's talk about it later." Nie Yannian didn't give any definite answer and just left.

Ren Debiao looked at Nie Yannian's back getting farther and farther away, and pondered for a while, but still couldn't understand why Master Nie, who had been very supportive of him in the past, no longer paid much attention to him.

Looking at Meng Yuan again, he was holding the purse on his waist with one hand, as if there was some treasure hidden in it.

Ren Debiao looked at Meng Yuan carefully, but found that this boy was a few years younger than him, with good qualifications, but his appearance was inferior to his.

"Gelator, you and Master Nie have only known each other for a short time, but I didn't expect you to be so familiar with each other." Ren Debiao asked with a smile.

Meng Yuan had worked with Ren Debiao before and knew that this person was narrow-minded and lacked tolerance, so he didn't want to get involved with him and just wanted to stay away from him.

"Master Nie treats everyone in our training ground the same way." Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Congratulations, Brother Ren, for reaching the eighth rank in martial arts."

"The eighth rank is nothing. If you practice hard, you will catch up with me in a year or two." Ren Debiao finally smiled and asked, "I see that Master Nie treats you differently. Are you planning to be his son-in-law?"

Meng Yuan smiled, but did not answer. He just said, "The training grounds are busy, I will go back first."

"I'll go with you and teach the younger generation too!" Ren Debiao actually called himself a senior.

Meng Yuan smiled and did not stop him.

When they returned to the training ground, Ren Debiao really stepped forward to give instructions. Everyone knew that he had entered the eighth rank, so everyone was really happy to make friends with him and ask him questions. Meng Yuan didn't care, just took the key given by Master Nie and went to the warehouse to find a five-stone bow.

He first familiarized himself with it, and then adjusted the bowstring according to Master Nie's instructions, and then began to shoot arrows one by one.

After shooting more than 20 arrows, his right arm felt a little sore and swollen. Meng Yuan calmed his mind, slowly raised his breath, and poured his true energy into the acupoints on his right arm before shooting again.

The bow is like thunderbolt! Although the accuracy is slightly worse, the power of the five-stone bow is far greater than that of the two-stone bow.

Meng Yuan thought to himself, if it was someone of the same rank, even if the lower thirty-three heavens were fully activated, as long as he was shot in the vitals within a hundred steps, he would be in danger.

"Low-quality is still low-quality. It still hasn't deviated from the category of 'human'. I'll go back and ask Master Nie for a horizontal training technique. Then I won't be killed in an instant even if I'm chopped by a sword or cut by a knife."

Meng Yuan muttered to himself for a while, then became envious of Master Nie's Spring Thunder.

That spring thunder was truly extraordinary. When the sword came out, there were bursts of thunder, and it was like spring thunder in the mountains and rivers. I don't know how one can practice it.

Meng Yuan estimated that it was probably related to the circulation of true Qi in the upper, middle and lower three days. After all, this was the foundation of a warrior.

"How can one live in such a world and be depressed and inferior to others for a long time? Master Nie has only one daughter, and I don't know if she needs someone to take care of her in her old age..."

After shooting for a while, Meng Yuan switched to his left hand and did not stop until both arms were sore and swollen that he could not bear it.

In addition to the method of relaxation and tension taught by Master Nie, there are other methods to open the acupoints.

For example, the sixteen acupoints on the front and back of the chest and abdomen should be combined with the breathing method and horse stance punching. The limbs are simpler and should be used and practiced more, such as drawing a bow, lifting a stone lock, and kicking with a sandbag tied to it.

After putting away the bow and arrow, Meng Yuan stretched his arms, tied heavy iron sandbags on his legs, and then practiced on the plum blossom pile.

Over there, Ren Debiao had already given instructions to everyone one by one and had gained quite a few supporters.

"Did Master Nie ask him to come? How come he spends one part teaching, two parts scolding, and seven parts showing off?" Hu Qian also jumped onto the plum blossom pile and asked Meng Yuan.

"You've just reached the eighth rank, and you don't want me to show off?" Meng Yuan laughed.

Hu Qian nodded in understanding and said, "Pride due to wealth and status will only bring disaster upon oneself. Learning martial arts is not for showing off. There is no reason for you to fall behind."

Meng Yuan heard Hu Qian talking about the Taoist scriptures, so he smiled and asked, "Sister Qian, I see that you are very skilled in martial arts, and you learned the Kuangfeng Sword Technique the fastest. It seems that you have been practicing martial arts since you were a child, right? Why are you only thinking about becoming a martial artist now?"

"I learned some sword techniques and qigong since I was young, and I followed the Taoist path, but it never worked out." Hu Qian shook her head, feeling quite helpless. "The princess said that I am suitable for the martial arts path, so she asked me to come and learn from Master Nie."

It turns out you used to be a Taoist nun!

Meng Yuan had only seen martial artists and Buddhists take action, but had never seen Confucianists and Taoists, so he asked curiously, "How do you say the Taoist way?"

"Taoism is the most widely spread, and there are different schools, and the methods of cultivation also have different emphases. However, at the lower levels, there is not much difference." Hu Qian seemed to understand something, "Taoism says that both nature and life are cultivated, so eating qi nourishes nature, I don't understand the deeper things."

When Hu Qian said this, she saw that Meng Yuan was listening attentively, so she blinked and said, "If you are interested, you might as well ask Sister Mei for some Taoist classics to read."

This makes sense. Meng Yuan has already roughly read the history book and has a general understanding of the historical context. He plans to take advantage of his free time to find some Confucian and Taoist classics to read in order to broaden his horizons.

It's always good to learn more. Master Nie said that the princess loves to read. If I meet the princess later and I don't know anything, wouldn't I lose my reputation as a gelder?

The two chatted for a few words, and then Hu Qian went back to practicing, while Meng Yuan practiced the Baozhuang Yangyuan Gong again.

Then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and imagined the power of a great river. He mobilized his true energy and began to impact the acupoints on his left arm with nine shallow and one deep, nine slow and one fast strokes.

Meng Yuan now has no financial problems and is not bothered by external affairs. He plans to set aside thirty-three days as soon as possible so that he can go and serve the princess.

(End of this chapter)