Along the way, Song Qingshu naturally would not waste such a good opportunity. From time to time, he would ask Zhang SanFeng for guidance on the intricacies of martial arts, and then compare it with his own insights. After a few days, he actually began to faintly show signs of mastering the different martial arts he had learned.
Song QingShu could not help but sigh with a myriad of emotions. Zhang SanFeng was indeed worthy of being called the person who was on par with Bodhidharma in the Golden Book System. His level of cultivation and knowledge was truly unfathomable.
Zhang SanFeng was also very surprised by Song Qingshu's ability to understand. Often, he only needed to give a few pointers and Song Qingshu would be able to immediately understand. This made him feel strange. In the past, Song Qingshu didn't seem to have such a high aptitude. Could this be the so-called late bloomer?
Zhang SanFeng didn't think too much about it. Seeing that Song YuanQiao had such an outstanding son, he couldn't be happier. Very quickly, he realized that Song Qingshu's entire life of martial arts was extremely complicated. He couldn't help but curiously ask about his experiences after the Lion Slaying Festival.
When he heard that Song Qingshu had received Wang Yuyan's guidance and went to the city of Jing Zhou to obtain the [Divine Illuminating Scripture] to repair his meridians, Zhang SanFeng couldn't help but sigh, "The Miss Wang you speak of is only 16 years old, yet she is so familiar with all the martial arts in the world. This world really is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."
After praising Wang Yuyan, Zhang SanFeng began to sigh again, "In my early years, I heard that the [Divine Illuminating Scripture] had the ability to bring the dead back to life. I thought it was just a rumor in the martial world, but I didn't expect it to actually be true. Although the [Divine Illuminating Scripture] isn't well-known, from your description, it's profound and profound is definitely not inferior to the [Yijin Jing], [Divine Nine Yang], and [Divine Nine Yin]. "
When he heard that Song Qingshu had lost all his martial arts due to an accident and went to the Ningma Temple to obtain the [Joyful Zen], Zhang SanFeng was even more shocked, "Master Lotus is an extremely prominent figure in the Tantric Buddhism. I didn't expect him to still be alive." However, he soon frowned. "No wonder you're so lustful now. It turns out that you've been influenced by this martial art. As far as I know, no one from the Tantric Sect has been able to truly master this martial art all these years. Most of them were eventually controlled by their desires and fell into the path of evil, ultimately bringing about their own destruction …"
Song Qingshu's face was covered in cold sweat. He hurriedly interrupted, "Great Master, I know all this, but I had no other choice but to learn this. I had no choice but to drink poison to quench my thirst."
Zhang SanFeng asked in a deeply concerned manner, "This martial technique is extremely strange and evil. The higher one's power, the heavier the inner demon would be. Has anything strange happened to your body?"
Feeling Zhang Sanfeng's worry, Song Qingshu felt warm in his heart and hurriedly replied, "Indeed, I was almost obsessed by the devil in my heart …" Then he told Zhang Sanfeng about his indulgence in the Forbidden City. Of course, after Zhang Sanfeng handled it, he hid some secrets.
Zhang SanFeng couldn't help but wonder, "Hey, with your current power, as far as I know, the devil in your heart shouldn't be limited to this. Why isn't this martial art as terrifying as you imagined?"
Song Qingshu smiled calmly. "Perhaps I've always been a lustful person, and this martial art is fated to be with me."
Zhang SanFeng nodded repeatedly. "What you said is not without reason. Think about the Tantric Sect. Although they don't abstain from lust, the practice of [Dual Cultivation] is really against the Buddhist principles. As long as the monks of the Tantric Sect practice, they will inevitably have a sense of guilt in their hearts. As time goes by, the devil in their heart will become more and more difficult to dispel. Unlike you, you little rascal, who can't wait for [Dual Cultivation]. Instead, it's a blessing in disguise and you don't have the corresponding negative karma … "
Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. "So there's actually such a benefit to being lustful?"
Zhang SanFeng shook his head. "If you abuse this martial art to harm innocent girls, it will also produce the devil in your heart. Fortunately, even though you're lustful, you still have some strength of character. You didn't go and pluck flowers. "
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. Actually, he did pluck flowers, such as Little Tong Hou, Nan Lan, Luo Bing … However, these were mostly done by his own means and not by using the Merry Dhyana to seduce them. Of course, looking at Zhang SanFeng's sage-like appearance, he naturally didn't dare to dirty his ears with these matters.
Zhang SanFeng asked him some questions about the [Merry Dhyana]. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Qingshu, if Grand Master's prediction is correct, as long as you can adhere to the four words' never forget your original heart ', perhaps you can really cultivate this supreme martial art that no one has ever succeeded in before."
Song Qingshu knew that with Zhang SanFeng's cultivation and knowledge, he would never speak without thinking. Hearing him say this, it was as if a huge stone had been lifted from his heart. He couldn't help but smile. "I wonder what effect it will have after I've truly cultivated it."
Zhang SanFeng looked at the white clouds in the sky and said thoughtfully, "According to legend, the Yellow Emperor had three thousand women and finally ascended to heaven. This martial art of yours may have the same effect."
"Ascended to heaven? I don't care about it. How can it compare to building a huge harem in this world? " Song Qingshu couldn't help but shake his head. Suddenly, he had a thought and hurriedly said, "Grand Master, isn't the highest realm of Daoism that you are pursuing is to ascend to heaven? How about I teach you this martial art? With your determination, even if you have three thousand women, you will definitely be able to overcome those messy inner demons."
Hearing this, Zhang SanFeng was speechless. He couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Get out of here."
Suddenly, his expression turned serious. Seeing that Song Qingshu had also stopped smiling and was looking at him, he couldn't help but ask, "You heard it too?"
"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded. From a few miles away, there was the sound of fighting. Listening to the battle, it seemed that the two parties involved were extremely skilled.
The two of them had important matters to attend to and didn't want to meddle in other people's business. However, the place where the other party was fighting just happened to be in the middle of their path. Although the two of them didn't know whether the other party was a friend or a foe, with their martial arts, there was naturally no reason for them to deliberately avoid taking a detour. Thus, they walked straight towards the place where the sound was coming from.
Not long after, the situation of the two parties could be seen. They saw a yellow-robed monk and a middle-aged man in a green robe fighting back and forth.
"When this person waves his palms, it seems that he can produce invisible sword energy. Moreover, he obviously only used two palms, but there are eight forces. When did Shaolin have such a master?" Zhang SanFeng was secretly shocked. The other middle-aged man in a green robe was not inferior. Both of his palms flew up and down, protecting the acupoints of his body. At the same time, he faintly sealed off the opponent's next move. Moreover, it seemed that the monk was quite afraid of facing his palms.
Sensing that there were outsiders around them, the two people in the field simultaneously stopped their martial arts and took a few steps back. While secretly guarding against the other party, they looked towards Zhang SanFeng and Song Qingshu. When they saw the appearance of Song Qingshu, the two of them couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"My dear son-in-law, quickly help me get rid of this monk."
"Junior brother, be careful of this devil's evil martial arts."
The two of them spoke at the same time. When they heard each other's words, they couldn't help but be stunned, "You two know each other?"
Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These two people were both old acquaintances. The yellow-robed monk's face was glowing with health and vigor. There seemed to be a faint light flowing around his face. Naturally, he was the long-lost Great Wheel Wisdom King, Jiu Mozhi. The scholar in a green robe had delicate features, but his face was really frighteningly pale. He was the leader of the Sun Moon God Cult, Ren Woxing.
Seeing that both of them were old acquaintances, this fight naturally couldn't happen. The two of them snorted and simultaneously stopped their martial arts. Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "Why did the two of you fight?"
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