Travel through the heavens

Taking Duan Yu as his disciple was a sudden idea of ​​Fang Muye after he met him.

Duan Yu has a good character and is one of the protagonists of the Tianlong world. He is favored by heaven and can be described as the "son of luck". He is a good candidate for disciple. Fang Muye has some ideas in his mind. Taking Duan Yu as his disciple may help him in the future.

Fang Muye waved his sleeves lightly, and a gentle energy lifted up Duan Yu who was kneeling on the ground. He said in a gentle voice: "Please sit down. I have something to say to you."

"Yes, Master." Duan Yu followed his instructions and changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged.

Fang Muye said in a clear voice: "Our sect is called Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji Sect, which was created by me. Since you have become my disciple, you will be a second-generation disciple. My name is Fang Muye, so I can teach you."

Duan Yu replied respectfully, "Yes, Master." After a pause, he asked again, "Master, how did you get to this valley?"

Fang Muye said: "Master jumped down from the cliff."

Duan Yu couldn't help but exclaimed, thinking: This cliff is so high and so steep, and Master was able to jump down without any injury, it's really amazing. But Master is proficient in Yi Principle and is a scholar of heaven and man. Since he chose to jump down, there should be no other passage in the valley, so how can he get out of the valley? Can he ask Master to lead him up?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Fang Muye asked: "Why are you sighing?"

Duan Yu said with a sad face: "My disciple is responsible for someone's life, but now I am trapped in this valley and cannot get out. I am very distressed and can't help but sigh."

Fang Muye said, "It is easy to get out of the valley. Not to mention there is another way out in the valley. Even if there is no other way out, I can still climb up the cliff with you in my arms."

Duan Yu was overjoyed and shouted, "Master, please take me out of the valley quickly. I am anxious to deliver a letter to save someone!"

Fang Muye smiled and said, "With your master here, why bother to go far away? If you want to save Zhong Ling, your master can naturally help you save her."

Duan Yu was already somewhat accustomed to Fang Muye's omniscience. He was not surprised to hear Zhong Ling from him. He said, "Although Master can save Miss Zhong, I promised the leader of Shennong Clan, Sikong, to invite Miss Zhong's father to help him cure the poison of the lightning marten. A gentleman should keep his word and should not break it."

Fang Muye said calmly: "Don't worry, I will help you."

Fang Muye learned the medical skills from Baicaotang and Baozhilin, and read so many medical books. In addition, he has reached the late stage of the Great Zhoutian realm. He is at least a famous doctor in the world, or even a peerless genius doctor. Detoxification is a piece of cake for him.

Duan Yu shouted, "Master, you can also detoxify? That's great, let's go over there quickly!"

Fang Muye said, "Don't worry. Sikong Xuan's mink poison has not been cured yet, and Zhong Ling is not in danger of death for the time being. I will first cure the Broken Heart Powder poison for you and teach you some martial arts to protect yourself. It won't be too late to leave then."

Duan Yu was relieved to see Fang Muye's deliberate and thoughtful decision, and nodded, "Yes, it's all up to Master."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed out loud because he didn't know what he was thinking about. Seeing Fang Muye looking at him, he explained with a smile, "I have never liked practicing martial arts. My father and uncle forced me to do so, so I secretly left home. If they knew that I had learned martial arts from a young master like you, I wonder how they would react. I just thought it was very interesting and couldn't help laughing out loud. I hope Master won't blame me."

Fang Muye shook his head and said, "Silly boy, what's so funny about this? Besides, I am fifty-two years old this year, which is not young anymore."

Duan Yu was stunned and stared at Fang Muye in a daze. After a long while, he finally uttered a few words: "Master, are you really not an immortal?"

Fang Muye said: "If you practice martial arts to a certain level, you can not only maintain your youthful appearance for decades, but also prolong your life. In addition, there is a miraculous skill called 'Eternal Youth Kung Fu' that can make people rejuvenate and look forever young."

Duan Yu was surprised and delighted, and shouted, "There is such a miraculous achievement in the world. I must find a way to obtain it and give it to my mother."

Fang Muye smiled and said, "Okay, sit with your back to me and I will remove the poison from the Broken Heart Powder for you."

The poison of Broken Heart Powder works in the stomach and intestines. When the poison takes effect, the person who is hit will feel his stomach and intestines being cut into pieces. The pain is unbearable but he will not die immediately. He will suffer for three days and three nights before being relieved. It can be said to be the worst of all the poisons of the Shennong Gang.

Poison is naturally best overcome with an antidote, but there are no herbs for the antidote in this valley, so Fang Muye can only use his strong internal energy to force the poison out of Duan Yu's body.

Duan Yu spat out a mouthful of black blood, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, turned around and knelt in front of Fang Muye, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for detoxifying my disciple."

Fang Muye said: "No need to be polite. Next, I will teach you two martial arts. One is the "Northern Divine Art", which is an internal skill that can help you build up your internal strength. The other is the "Lingbo Weibu", which is a light body skill that can help you dodge and escape."

As he said this, he took out the silk scroll and handed it to Duan Yu, asking him to study it first.

It was already daybreak. Duan Yu slowly unfolded the scroll and saw the portrait of a naked woman. He could not help but let out an "Ah!". His heart was pounding, his face flushed, his whole body felt hot, and he quickly closed the scroll and stopped looking.

Duan Yu secretly glanced at Fang Muye and saw that he was resting with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After a long while, he finally opened the scroll with trembling hands and began to read it.

He had been running around all night and was very tired. As he watched, he became sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Muye ignored him and took advantage of the rising sun to close his eyes, concentrate on his training.

Duan Yu slept soundly. When he woke up, the sun was already past zenith. He looked around but could not see his master. If it were not for the silk scroll in front of him and the dozen or so green and red wild fruits that had been piled up at some point, which would have confirmed for him that the incident really happened, everything that happened this morning would have seemed like a dream.

Duan Yu had a good nap and was full of energy. He stood up and was about to look around along the lake when he saw Fang Muye coming out from behind a bush. He immediately called out happily, "Master!"

Fang Muye smiled and nodded, saying, "Now that you're awake, eat some wild fruits to fill your stomach and then go study the scroll. First, learn the first and second pictures of the "Northern Divine Art" about the Lung Meridian and the Conception Meridian. Ignore the rest for now. Tell me once you've learned it."

After thinking for a while, he reminded her again: "You must study hard. The faster you learn, the sooner we can rescue your Miss Zhong."

Duan Yu blushed and replied respectfully, "Yes, Master."

He walked to the lake, scooped up some lake water and drank a few sips, then washed his face. He returned to his sleeping place, ate some wild fruits, and then sat upright, carefully studying the silk scroll.

To him, learning writing was just like everyday cooking, and he visualized the acupoints on the meridians according to the diagrams, and at the same time reached out and touched each acupoint on his body one by one, and he learned quite quickly.

An hour later, Duan Yu stood up, walked to Fang Muye, and said timidly: "Master, I have learned it, but..."

Fang Muye asked: "But what?"

Duan Yu took a deep breath and said, "Master, this method is not very bright. Taking the inner strength that others have worked so hard to cultivate and storing it in yourself is like stealing other people's property and eating their flesh and blood. It is not in line with the way of a gentleman."

Fang Muye said calmly, "People live in this world without clothes or food, and have no means of survival. But every porridge, every meal, every piece of silk, every thread, all come from others. Taking things from others is inevitable, and the key is how to repay them. Taking from the rich and unkind and giving to the poor and helpless is a kind act of compassion and kindness. So it's not about taking or not taking, but about using it for good or evil."

Duan Yu thought about what Fang Muye said for a while, and gradually felt relieved. He said, "Yes, Master, I understand."

Fang Muye asked, "You just said you learned it. Let me ask you, can you use it to absorb other people's inner strength now?"

Duan Yu replied uncertainly: "I think so."

Fang Muye smiled and said, "Come, let me have a try."

As he spoke, Fang Muye stretched out his right hand, took Duan Yu's right hand, aimed his Shaoshang point at his Shaoshang point, and transferred a weak and almost invisible true Qi to him.

Duan Yu felt a faint warmth entering his Shaoshang acupoint. He hurriedly followed the exercises to guide the true Qi sent by Fang Muye, which flowed along the channel between the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Ren Meridian, and finally entered the Tanzhong acupoint. An extremely comfortable feeling arose spontaneously.