Before traveling through time, Mei Zhenyi was a man who had been practicing martial arts since childhood. His internal and external skills were quite good, especially his internal skills had reached the realm of the five energys to the Yuan Dynasty. He had also thought about practicing internal skills again, but he could not practice meditation and standing postures he had learned before. He could not even stand sitting there for more than half an hour, let alone pursuing internal energy. After changing his body, his whole body of skills was gone.

What should I do? When can I practice my skills again to strengthen my body? I clearly have a unique skill in my mind, but I can't use it at all. While he was thinking this, Sun Simiao took the initiative to find him and taught him a set of internal cultivation skills that he could practice when he was weak, and it was more profound and exquisite than what Mei Taigong taught before! Sun Simiao was only worried that Mei Zhenyi would not understand at all, so he tried to teach in the simplest and intuitive way, and Mei Zhenyi, who was scheming, had completely learned it.

It was the evening seven days after Mei Zhenyi woke up. She had finished changing clothes and was about to rest. Sun Simiao walked in. Mei Zhenyi quickly struggled to raise her upper body to salute. He did not dare to be neglected at all for the old man, and he was extremely grateful and admired. Sun Simiao waved his hand and signaled: "Child, you are sick, there is no need to be polite. You lie down and I have something to say to you... You are smarter than I expected, so you will definitely feel much more uncomfortable lying here than ordinary children, because you are already sensible."

Mei Zhenyi said, "Yes, I feel weak and can't do anything. It's too boring."

Sun Simiao smiled: "I know the word "boring" at a young age. Let's do this. I'll teach you a way to be bored?"

Mei Zhenyi nodded slightly: "Okay, okay, thank you old immortal."

Sun Simiao opened the quilt, pulled one of Mei Zhenyi's hand, and pointed to the tip of his middle finger and said, "This place is called Zhongchong", and then pointed to the palm of his hand and said, "This place is called Laogong..." Every time he said a place, he would rub Mei Zhenyi's body and move, and he would move along the way, and he would follow the line of the Jueyin pericardium meridian of his hand. His fingertips had a soft internal force, and the skin, flesh, muscles and bones all had a strange resonance, and the blood was very comfortable to connect. It turned out that he used his fingers to patrol the meridians and circulate the internal force to replenish the benefits. It was the most clever massage method in the world.

After walking the Jueyin pericardium meridian on the hand, when he reached the Danzhong point on the chest, he closed his fingers. Sun Simiao asked: "Child, do you feel comfortable?"

Isn't this a pericardium meridian massage? What a clever technique! - Mei Zhenyi swallowed her words back to her mouth. When she remembered her current identity, she could not understand these things. If you open her mouth, you will reveal your flaws. Just don't say too much. He nodded like a child and said, "It's comfortable, so comfortable. What do the old gods want to teach me?"

Sun Simiao said with a smile: "It's very simple, it's to remember what I did just now... Come on, let's start from the beginning, what are the acupoints here?" Sun Simiao pointed at his middle fingertips again.

"Zhongchong" Mei Zhenyi replied.

Sun Simiao nodded with satisfaction: "I have a good memory, so where is this?" He pointed to the next acupoint.

"Laogong, Daling, Neiguan, Xiemen, Quze, Tianquan... Danzhong." As Sun Simiao's fingers moved, Mei Zhenyi answered no matter what.

Sun Simiao's expression was a little frozen, and after a moment, he exclaimed: "I didn't expect you to have such a natural nature! I was probably not as good as you when I was seven years old."

Mei Zhenyi was shocked. His performance was indeed a bit abnormal, so she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Is there anything strange? I am already twelve years old. When I was seven years old, I couldn't even speak."

Sun Simiao was somewhat misunderstood. He thought he had met a child prodigy with extraordinary talents. But for Mei Zhenyi, it was just a meticulous course that he had memorized in college. He studied traditional Chinese medicine before traveling through time, and these were all basic knowledge. Although Sun Simiao was surprised, he did not think it was magical. Since ancient times, many idiots have shown a genius in some aspects, especially memory and computing ability. Mei Zhenyi was so confused for twelve years, and it was not impossible for him to have such special talents when he woke up.

Sun Simiao was interested and asked again from the beginning. Mei Zhenyi answered the answers in three ways, and she remembered them all in real time. Sun Simiao only taught him once! The old man was even more interested, so he clicked the Qimen acupoint and changed the foot Jueyin liver meridian all the way. He pointed and said the name of the acupoint. He only said it once. When he asked Mei Zhenyi again, he still answered exactly the same.

I couldn't stop this test until I asked all the twelve serious questions. Don't forget that Sun Simiao had been using the method of nourishing and replenishing the sutras and rubbing. This method consumed the internal energy and vitality. At this time, I had sweated slightly from my forehead and a slight white energy appeared between my silver hair. Mei Zhenyi felt that her body was much lighter, and she didn't feel so good since she woke up. Finally, she couldn't help but persuade her: "Old immortal, you are tired, take a break quickly."

Sun Simiao nodded: "Good boy, I'll take a short break now. You really surprised me." He sat in front of the bed and closed his eyes and breathed slightly, but he was a little excited. He came here today to teach Mei Zhenyi's inner cultivation skills, and he didn't expect him to learn it immediately. He just wanted to test how much this child could learn, and teach it slowly in the future based on his qualifications. Unexpectedly, when the Twelve serious tours said it once, Mei Zhenyi completely remembered that such a good talent is rare in the world!

At this moment, Sun Simiao had already thought of accepting disciples. His feelings for Mei Zhenyi were complicated. He could not cure the child's illness since childhood, which made him feel regretful in his life. After so many years, he finally woke Mei Zhenyi up and found that this child was so talented and was the purest pure gold and jade in the world. Sun Simiao is already 139 years old this year, leaving countless disciples and disciples of all sizes, but no one can fully inherit what he learned in his life. How can he not have any thoughts when he sees this child?

If Mei Zhenyi knew that he had this idea, she would definitely sigh: "Students in the 21st century, it is important to study hard! What are the benefits? You will know after traveling through time!"

Since he had the idea of ​​accepting disciples, Sun Simiao was no longer anxious. He did not talk about the following seven meridians and eight meridians, nor did he mention anything about accepting disciples. After a moment, he opened his eyes and asked, "You must feel very comfortable now, right? So do you hope you will feel this way every day in the future?"

Mei Zhenyi replied obediently: "Of course I thought about it, but it's too hard for you. I can't always work for the old gods. Is there any other way?" He was not stupid at all. When Sun Simiao came like this, he definitely didn't just give him meridian massage. He probably had time to teach him.

Sun Simiao laughed and said, "I haven't said it yet, you've asked it. Yes, I have a way. As long as you do what I said, you can lie on the bed and patrol the meridians by yourself. If one day, you can find the same feeling as today, even if you have mastered your skills." At the same time, I thought to myself: "This child has extraordinary qualifications and good understanding?"

That night, Sun Simiao really taught a set of internal cultivation skills that can lie on the bed without moving. His mental method is not complicated. First, he concentrates his mind and enters tranquility. When he feels extremely quiet and clear, he can clearly experience the limbs of the body. There are many kinds of mental methods for entering into meditation. The most popular one in later generations is "sitting and forgetting the body", while Mei Zhenyi learned "knowing the body when he is calm". After he is calm and knows the body, there is another method of nourishing qi. After the qi is agitated, the qi will be transformed into internal strength to shake the meridians, and the circumference is carried out in the order of Shaoyin, Jueyin, Taiyin, Shaoyang, Yangming, and Sun.

In short, this internal cultivation method is divided into three steps. One is to be quiet and know the body, the second is to inspire the qi, and the third is to move the meridians and change the qi. No matter how talented a person is, he cannot achieve it overnight when practicing the internal cultivation skill. For example, Mei Zhenyi can only listen to it once and remember the twelve serious meridians and Zhoutian parades. However, even after he finished listening to what Sun Simiao said, he could not reach the state of moving the meridians and changing the qi immediately, and he still had to practice and verify it step by step. However, there was one thing Sun Simiao did not expect that Mei Zhenyi had been an expert, and he could only pass on the mind method to one point, and he was very clear at that time.

Mei Zhenyi sighed in his heart: "I remember when I didn't travel through time, if I had learned this set of kung fu early, why would I use Wushi Powder? The priest of the medicine king seems simple, but it is actually extraordinary!" His current situation is most suitable for learning this set of kung fu. His body is very weak and he can hardly move. But from another perspective, he is also normal. He is not sick, but his muscles and bones are not strong and his qi and blood are insufficient. Moreover, he is a twelve-year-old man, seven or eight years old, but he has the realization of reaching the realm of five qi dying in the Yuan Dynasty at the age of twenty.

After Mei Zhenyi learned this set of internal cultivation skills, Mei Damei Er and others stopped their health care exercises every morning. In order to let the young master practice at night, Jingwu Villa no longer made any more time. The effect even exceeded Sun Simiao's prediction. Mei Zhenyi's health was getting better and better day by day. By the day of the winter solstice, Sun Simiao felt that he could walk out of the room.

During this period, many people heard that the young man woke up and visited him. According to Sun Simiao's instructions, the butler Zhang Guo blocked the young man on the grounds that he was weak and inconvenient to see the guests. For example, the governor of Wuzhou Jiang Hua came to the door with gifts with Sima and the chief minister. Although he did not see Mei Zhenyi, he was also warmly received by the butler Zhang and left with messages and comforted him. They were originally for the sake of Mei Xiaolang's face, and it didn't matter whether they saw that idiot young man.

During this period, Mei Zhenyi only met an outsider, that is his uncle Liu Zhi, a man with a kind face in his fifties. Mr. Liu came to see his nephew's actions very generously. More than 50 people from Jingwu Villa gave him a generous reward. The average servant was five stakes, and the servant who served Mei Zhenyi was ten stakes. The housekeeper Zhang Guo, Gu'er and Sui'er were twenty stakes, and at the same time he also gave Gu'er and Sui'er many items from his daughter's house.

At that time, the world was peaceful and peaceful. It was only five cents of rice, but it was always one thousand cents. These people made a small fortune with Mei Zhenyi, so they were naturally very happy. The rewards were not just that. The news of the wake-up call had already been reported to the Chang'an Hou Mansion. The person who replied should be about to arrive. There would definitely be a generous reward at that time. When the waiter woke up, everyone would go around - everyone thought so in their hearts.

Mei Yi arrived at Jingwu Villa on the winter solstice, for some reason several days later than expected. He was sent by Master Hou to protect the young master, but his first appearance almost caused Mei Zhenyi to lose his life, and the villa was also shocked.

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The winter solstice was a sunny day, with the sun shining warmly, and there was no wind on the banks of the Jushui River. Just two days ago, Sun Simiao had told Zhang Guo that all the servants who served the young master could not wear masks, but those who were sick and physically discomfort needed to avoid them. At this time, Mei Zhenyi had already acted as usual, but she could not do strenuous exercise.

After lunch that day, Sun Simiao looked at the sky and said to Mei Zhenyi: "The world is full of sunshine in the winter solstice, and your body has recovered well. You can go out to bask in the sun. Don't go too far, go to the Jushui River to see the scenery of the mountains and fields."

The housekeeper got the order and immediately arranged for the young man to go out. Mei Zhenyi's first time out was quite a show. In addition to the housekeeper and the sixth brothers of the Mei family, Gu'er and Sui'er also held a lacquer box and a hand stove to serve him at any time. He didn't have to walk when he went out. He was sitting in a chariot, which was a chair with a umbrella cover, and Mei Damei Er carried it. The housekeeper led the way in front, Mei San, Mei Si, Mei Wu, and Mei Liu followed behind, Gu'er, Sui'er, one left and one right.

In Mei Zhenyi's impression, the bully young master in film and television dramas often plays this kind of pomp. Do you look like the evil young master? Of course not! Since you are not the evil young master, enjoy it with peace of mind. Sitting on the chariot, I couldn't help but smile silently. Gu'er, who was standing beside him, also said, "Young master can finally go out. The sky is bright and his mood is very cheerful." Sui'er said, "Of course, I'm so bored in the house every day, so I should go out for a walk. Look how happy the young master is smiling."

After leaving the villa and heading to the left, not far away, the Jushui River was by the Jushui River. After taking a chariot, I climbed up the river embankment with the help of two maids. I saw the clear and clear water flowing north under the sun. The water on the river beach was abundant and yellow, but the weather in the south of the Yangtze River was still full of evergreen. From time to time, egrets flew over and strolled between shallow grass, with a very leisurely posture. This was the Tang Dynasty, and the ecological environment was well maintained, absolutely pure and pollution-free. Mei Zhenyi stood on the west embankment of the Jushui River, and felt refreshed and stretched with a long breath.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the butler Zhang Guo shouting: "There is sword energy and demon energy in the east, so protect the young master!" As he spoke, Zhang Guo, who was standing under the river embankment, spread his arms and rose up in the air, swept over Mei Zhenyi's head like a big bird, and landed steadily on the side of the river embankment in front. At the same time, the six Mei brothers jumped to Mei Zhenyi's side, forming a circle to protect him and two maids, each pulling out a black short stick from his waist.
Chapter completed!