Practice Remembering You

There was nothing difficult to understand about Cheng Shang’s words, and both children understood them.

Zhang Yu originally came here with the goal of learning martial arts, and cultivating immortality was an unexpected gain, so he had no resistance to it.

But Wu Mengjie was different. When he came here, he was aiming to become an immortal, and his main purpose was to cultivate immortality.

Therefore, when they heard that they were asked to practice martial arts first and then cultivate immortality, they became dissatisfied and frowned, saying, "We are people with spiritual roots. What's the point of learning ordinary martial arts? It's a pure waste of time. It would be better to teach us how to cultivate quickly so that we can become immortals as soon as possible."

Zheng Qianli narrowed his eyes, his face darkened, and he stepped forward and grabbed Wu Mengjie's head with one hand, lifting him up like a chicken.

"Ouch, that hurts! Let me go!"

Wu Mengjie kicked hard in the air and grabbed Zheng Qianli's hands with both hands and tried to pry them apart. However, just like Cheng Shang, Zheng Qianli's hands were like iron clamps and could not be pried apart no matter how hard he tried.

"Oh~ It's not good to be so rough with two little kids~" An Ruhua said in a pinched voice, pretending to be shy. Her voice was not pleasant to begin with, and she had to speak in this tone, which gave people goose bumps.

"pat~"

Zheng Qianli threw Wu Mengjie to the ground and said, "Everything is done step by step. Practicing martial arts is to lay the foundation for your future practice. When you become a first-class master, you will naturally move on to the next step. Otherwise, if you practice now, with your current ability to control yourself, even if you pour spiritual energy into your body, you will not be able to retain it, let alone digest it and make it your own."

Wu Mengjie fell pretty badly, his butt hurt a lot, and his face was grimacing.

Zhang Yu walked over with a helpless look on his face, helped Wu Mengjie up, and said to the three of them, "We understand. Thank you for your guidance, three masters."

The three were quite satisfied with Zhang Yu's performance, nodded, and made way.

Zhang Yu supported Wu Mengjie and walked into the Chuanwu Pavilion.

Entering the gate and looking over the screen, you can see three sturdy supporting pillars standing on the ground inside. Each pillar is as thick as a person's arm, and there are colorful runes engraved on the pillars, shining brightly.

In the middle there are ten independent small booths, each with several books on it.

Wu Mengjie rubbed his butt as he walked, muttering, "Zheng Qianli, huh? What a hateful fellow! Today's humiliation will be paid back tenfold tomorrow! I will throw him ten times, with his butt landing first every time!"

Zhang Yu ignored him and went to the front to watch.

Each of these ten exhibition stands displays a complete set of martial arts.

The two children watched for a long time, and after much hesitation, they both made their own choices.

Zhang Yu chose "Universal Kung Fu", which includes "Universal Grabbing Hands", "Universal Acupoint Pressing Hands", "Universal Iron Body Kung Fu", "Universal Tracking Steps" and "Universal Breathing Regulating Kung Fu".

This set of moves is not highly offensive from beginning to end, and is mainly focused on controlling the opponent, which is very consistent with Zhang Yu's personality.

Wu Mengjie chose "Liuyun Kung Fu", which includes "Liuyun Sword Skill", "Liuyun Spear Skill", "Liuyun Hidden Weapon", "Liuyun Bone-Breaking Leg", and "Liuyun Qinggong".

This set of moves is very offensive and is mainly aimed at defeating the opponent, which is consistent with Wu Mengjie's current performance.

The two made their choice and went out together.

The conclusion is obvious, Zhang Yu was mainly taught by Cheng Shang, and Wu Mengjie was mainly taught by Zheng Qianli.

As for An Ruhua, she would come out to teach when Zhang Yu was practicing acupoint pressing and Wu Mengjie was practicing hidden weapons.

An Ruhua twisted her body: "Oh, this time is so boring, it's so hard to have two such cute children come in a row, but I can only spend such a short time with them, I'm so unhappy~"

Cheng Shang and Zheng Qianli seemed to have gotten used to An Ruhua, and there was no change on their faces.

But Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie were different. They felt physically uncomfortable after hearing this. They even thought that if it didn't work, they wouldn't practice the martial arts that needed An Ruhua's guidance...

It was already dark today, so the three masters asked the two children to go back to the house and sleep first. After breakfast tomorrow, they would go directly to the martial arts training ground.

After giving the order, they dispersed.

The two children walked back with their books.

On the way, Wu Mengjie said to Zhang Yu: "Hey! Brother Zhang, do you want to compete?"

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Why do you call me brother? How old are you?"

"Me, I'm six years old."

"I'm six years old too, and my birthday is in June. What about you?" Zhang Yu asked.

"I... I'm July... Damn it! I'm actually a younger brother!" Wu Mengjie wailed with his eyes wide open, with an uncomfortable expression on his face. If you didn't know, you would think that Zhang Yu had done something to him.

But Wu Mengjie quickly accepted the reality: "So what? Brother Zhang, do you want to compete?"

"What are you competing for?" Zhang Yu was puzzled.

Wu Mengjie shook the book in his hand and said, "It depends on who of us can master martial arts first!"

Zhang Yu wanted to refuse, but then he thought it would be good to have a partner to encourage each other to practice martial arts in this way, so he agreed: "Okay, but I want to ask, is there any punishment for losing?"

"Punishment? Uh... maybe there will be one. What kind of punishment do you plan to give me?"

"Just carry out a task issued by the other party."

"Wow! This is interesting! This is it!" Wu Mengjie became excited.

The two then returned to their residence and chose houses next to each other.

Wu Mengjie was quite excited. He opened a martial arts book when he came back and started practicing according to what was written in the book.

Zhang Yu also started reading a book, but the difference was that Zhang Yu was reading about breathing exercises. He felt that he still needed to get a good rest at night. Practicing martial arts that required movement would affect his sleep and reduce the quality of his martial arts training tomorrow.

---Qiuling Mountain, foot of the mountain---

Zhang Jinshi, Zhang Wu and a group of guards were still waiting. The guards were already sleepy and many of them were yawning.

At this time, a pigeon flew down and landed on the desks of three warriors who were working.

One of them took out a piece of paper from the pigeon's leg, looked at it with the other two, and then began to look for something in the previously registered information.

It should be found soon.

So the warrior who was collecting the cash took a deep breath and asked loudly: "Is Zhang Yu's family here? Is Wu Mengjie's family here?"

Hearing his son's name, Zhang Jinshi immediately walked forward, shouting as he walked: "I am! I am! Zhang Yu's father! I am!"

There was also someone on the other side walking towards this side, shouting: "Here, I am Wu Mengjie's brother!"

When they arrived at the three warriors' place, they bowed to Zhang Jinshi and Wu Mengjie's brother and said, "Congratulations, Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie have reached the top!"

When the news came out, the whole place was in uproar! The people around were as noisy as if they had entered a vegetable market.

Listening to the envious words from people around him, Zhang Jinshi was overwhelmed by a sense of pride.

Wu Mengjie's brother's face also flushed, and he was obviously very excited as well.

Zhang Wu looked up at the top of the stone stairs, then looked down at his elder brother, with envy flashing across his eyes. At the same time, he thought of his own children at home and wanted to ask them to come as well. However, it was too late now in terms of time.

The warrior continued, "Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie will practice up there until their immortal masters agree that they can go down the mountain, so it may take a while. If there is nothing special, they can go back."

"We know this." Zhang Jinshi nodded and asked a little awkwardly: "Um... can I write a letter to my son?"

"Of course you can. The messenger pigeon has just flown down and hasn't been released yet. You can take the letter up there. But don't write too much, or the pigeon won't be able to get up."

"That's natural, don't worry."

After saying that, Zhang Jinshi asked his servant to get a piece of paper, wrote some words for Zhang Yu, and gave it to the warrior.

At this time, Zhang Jinshi keenly noticed that Wu Mengjie's brother seemed to be in some trouble, as if he had something to ask of him, but was too embarrassed to speak up.

Considering that this guy's younger brother and his son are both in the program, and will be studying together for a long time, if nothing unexpected happens, they should become friends.

So he took the initiative to talk: "Is there any difficulty, little brother?"

"Ah! That...I um..." Wu Mengjie's brother was a little shy.

"If you need any help, please tell me. I will help you to the best of my ability."

"Well, I can't write, but my brother can read. Can you help me write a sentence for my brother?"

"It's just a piece of cake." Zhang Jinshi said, and took another piece of paper: "What do you want to write?"

"Just write, 'Come on, little brother! You are the pride of the family! I have found a job, so you don't have to worry about the family."

After Zhang Jinshi finished writing, he handed it to the warrior.

The warrior tied two pieces of paper to the left and right feet of the pigeon respectively. At this time, the pigeon looked at Zhang Jinshi and Wu Mengjie's brother in an anthropomorphic way, its chest heaved as if it was angry, and then it flapped its wings hard and took off.