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Xunuo met Green Shirt Girl and smiled. Green Shirt Girl was clearly suffering from being tricked by Xunuo. She only glared at Xunuo and then turned her head and ignored him. Xunuo entered Tea House a few steps before he spoke, so Elegant Elder said: "This Tea House is simple, with only one table. Young Friend If you don't want to give up, just sit at the same table." Xunuo I saw the strong men on horseback drinking tea and eating steamed buns on the low stools next to them. There was some hesitation. A strong man sitting on a low stool seemed to have a clue. He said: "We are all rough people and cannot be restrained. It is quite comfortable like this. The young master looks like a gentle man at first glance, but don't be rude like me." Xunuo Hearing this, he laughed first and said: "This brother is joking. I'm just a fool, so why should I speak politely?" Then he turned to the old man and cupped his hands and said: "Father-in-law Such kindness , no matter how polite the boy is, it will be pretentious." Finished Speaking took a seat opposite Elegant Elder. Middle-Aged Strong Man poured a cup of tea for Xunuo, but Xunuo quickly handed it over. The middle-aged man only smiled and said nothing. Elegant ElderSee Xunuo and sit down. Then he said: "I see Young Friend walking as fast as flying but with a calm breath. He also has fine bones. I wonder what sect he is a master of?" This sentence made Xunuo stunned. Although I have practiced some Internal Martial Arts Techniques, I have not yet entered the martial arts Sect. This is hard to answer. Elegant Elder saw Xunuo and smiled horribly. Said: "Young Friend Don't misunderstand me, Iron Fist Sect Wu Liangfang, but I am happy to see that Young Friend is young but Inner Strength successful, and I have no other intention." Xunuo After thinking about it, except that my identity needs to be kept secret, nothing else matters. He said: "This kid Lu Zaisheng has never practiced kung fu, but he is just born with brute strength. Now he is ordered by his father to join a martial arts apprenticeship in Wuhua Mountain." Elegant Elder He sighed, twirling his beard with one hand and thinking for a while. He added: "With Young Friend qualifications, it doesn't matter which sect you join. What matters is whether there is a Cultivation Method that is suitable for your own practice." Xunuo thought about it and said: "This kid is unknown. , I just went there under the order of my father.” Elegant Elder’s expression changed slightly when he heard this. Then he smiled and said: "Wuhua Sect is also a sect with some basic foundations. After thinking about it, Young Friend will achieve great results in the future. I would like to wish Young Friend in advance." Xunuo Hearing this, he quickly stood up and thanked him.
The Elegant Elder waved his hand and said, "There's no need to be so polite. I must admit, seeing your youth and talent, I had some selfish thoughts. However, if your family has already arranged a place for you, I wouldn't want to interfere. To be honest, Young Friend, with your innate talent in martial arts, you are a rare genius that comes once in a hundred years. But such talent often invites jealousy. The martial world is rife with sectarian divisions, and they place great importance on tradition. Someone like you, who seeks to learn from others, may face rejection."
The Elegant Elder chuckled softly and gave Xunuo a meaningful glance before falling silent.
Xunuo was quick-witted and understood the underlying message. He thought to himself: It seems that I must keep my practice of the Huayang Classic a secret. The parts I don't understand in the text cannot be brought up with the masters of the Wuhua Sect. I will have to compare the Huayang Classic with the internal cultivation methods of the Wuhua Sect and work through my doubts on my own.
With these thoughts in mind, Xunuo remained quiet.
The Elegant Elder did not disturb him and continued to enjoy his tea and food. Once he had eaten his fill, he reattached his horse to the carriage and prepared to take his leave.
Before departing, the Elegant Elder took out an item from his robe and handed it to Xunuo. "Our meeting is a fortuitous encounter. Here is a manual for the Eight Extremes Fist as a token of goodwill."
Xunuo was taken aback for a moment but then accepted it with both hands, saying, "Thank you, Father-in-law. I am at a loss for how to repay you; I feel quite ashamed."
The old man chuckled lightly, "It's just a small gift; there's no need for repayment. If you have time in the future, do visit the Iron Fist Sect as a guest. Now, I must take my leave."
With that, he slightly cupped his hands in farewell and climbed into the carriage. The Middle-Aged Strong Man followed suit with a fist salute before boarding.
At that moment, the Green Shirt Girl walked past Xunuo.
She stole a glance at the carriage before pouting at Xunuo and said, "You liar."
Xunuo smiled awkwardly and cupped his hands but didn't know what to say.
The Green Shirt Girl secretly waved her small fist at him before huffing and getting into the carriage without riding the white horse.
Soon after, the convoy rolled away. Inside the carriage, the Green Shirt Girl sat there pouting for quite some time.
Finally unable to hold back any longer, she turned to the Elegant Elder and said, "Grandfather, that young man deceived Lian'er! Not only did you not help me get back at him, but you were also so friendly with him. Am I not as close to you as he is?"
Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke, clearly feeling very wronged.
The Elegant Elder reached out to gently wipe away the tears on the girl's face. He spoke softly, "Don't cry. When we get to the town ahead, Grandpa will buy you some Osmanthus Cake. The Osmanthus Cake there is sweet and soft, melting in your mouth—it's truly delicious."
Upon hearing this, the girl immediately stopped crying and smiled, "Really? Then you must buy more! I want to bring some back for Mother; she loves Osmanthus Cake too."
Finished speaking, he turned his gaze and said seriously, "Grandpa, don't change the subject. Why didn't you do anything when that boy bullied Lian'er?"
The Middle-Aged Strong Man chuckled and replied, "Little Lian has grown up; she's not so easily fooled anymore."
Then he respectfully addressed the Elegant Elder, "Master, I also have some confusion about this. That boy has some skills, but does he really deserve such kindness from you?"
The Elegant Elder pondered for a moment before responding, "We have traveled over a hundred miles today, haven't we?"
"Yes," the Middle-Aged Strong Man confirmed. "About one hundred and twenty miles."
The old man continued, "Along the way, I've heard rumors about this boy. It seems he has been traveling for half a day as well. If it were you, could you cover a hundred miles in half a day?"
Just as the Middle-Aged Strong Man was about to answer, he suddenly paused in shock, "Of course I could cover a hundred miles, but I wouldn't be as steady as that boy."
"Exactly," the Elegant Elder stroked his beard and said. "From a distance, this boy moves swiftly yet appears relaxed. When passing by him, I didn't sense any chaotic energy. If I'm not mistaken, this child must have opened the Sole Yin Meridian. He may even have unblocked the Ren and Du Meridians."
The Middle-Aged Strong Man was dumbfounded and exclaimed, "For such a young boy to open even one meridian is already remarkable. If he has opened the Ren and Du Meridians, wouldn't that make him an extraordinary martial arts genius? Compared to him, my years of training seem wasted!"
Hearing this, the Elegant Elder scoffed, "You brute! Such comparisons only show that you've wasted your internal cultivation on beasts."
His face flushed with embarrassment, the Middle-Aged Strong Man hurriedly said, "I apologize for my thoughtless words; please don't hold it against me. My Iron Fist Sect is also a major faction in the martial world; no one has ever opened the Ren and Du Meridians. Your words are hard for me to believe."
The Elegant Elder shook his head and replied, "It's not just you; I've pondered this for quite some time before making this judgment. If it weren't for that, his performance would be difficult to explain. Unless..."
At this point, the Elegant Elder fell silent again as he stroked his beard in contemplation.
After a while, Wu Liangfang finally raised his head and said, "Regardless of whether he is a martial arts prodigy or if there are other reasons behind it, we should try to establish some good relations with him today. It's better than making enemies for no reason."
The girl in the green shirt listened in a daze, only vaguely understanding that her grandfather held this young man in high regard. She felt skeptical and inwardly criticized him.
Once the caravan had left, Xunuo sat down again and opened the Eight Extremes Fist manual to study it.
At this moment, Xunuo was deeply interested in martial arts. Having made some progress in his internal cultivation, he was frustrated by the lack of corresponding techniques. It felt as if he were guarding a treasure mountain without being able to access it.
Now that he unexpectedly obtained this manual, he began to study it in detail. After just one reading, he memorized the techniques, and he was quite pleased with his recently enhanced memory.
The Eight Extremes Fist was an extremely powerful Outer Gate Cultivation Method, also known as Eight Extremes Collapse.
The fist technique was bold and expansive, utilizing fists, feet, shoulders, and elbows to attack the enemy. The movements were vigorous and unadorned, with explosive power that gave off an overwhelming force as if shaking the heavens and stomping the earth.
Xunuo was so delighted by what he read that he could no longer sit still.
After leaving the tea house, he walked for a while until he found a secluded grove.
Following the manual's instructions: using his head and feet as the universe, shoulders, knees, elbows, and hips as the four corners, with arms positioned front and back opposite each other. The Dantian held at the center represented the gateway to creation. He led with intent, used breath to drive force, achieving unity of inner and outer through three levels and six points, creating an imposing momentum. Power emanated from all directions; his body became like eyes and hands everywhere. Movement led to change; change led to transformation; transformation led to spirit—its wonders were boundless.
Focusing on his Dantian with a slight sinking of his body, he performed a starting posture and began practicing each move one by one.
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