One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

Master Dong hadn't spoken to a living person in decades, and he was extremely excited, rambling on and on. Ma Long stopped him in time and told him to hurry up and start teaching Tai Chi.

After Dong Lao started practicing, he realized that Ma Long knew absolutely nothing. His body was stiff and rigid, and he really needed to learn Tai Chi and practice stretching and strengthening his muscles and bones.

The other Wang Ye, who looks lazy, actually has a very deep foundation, with at least fifteen years of cultivation.

It's difficult for Coach Dong to teach Ma Long anything in a short period of time. He's a senior, so how can he teach the basics?

I simply explained to Ma Long the precautions for standing meditation, especially the requirements for breathing and mental focus.

Then Ma Long was asked to practice standing meditation on his own. There are no shortcuts; you have to practice standing meditation for a long time before you can move on to the next step of the training.

When Master Dong arrived, he shared his years of experience with Wang Ye, including the training methods of the older generation, as well as the breakdown and variations of each move.

These are all closely guarded secrets, and many master craftsmen would rather take them to their graves than leave them behind.

There's a saying that goes, "If you don't have the skill, even a god can't save you." Ma Long, who hasn't studied, won't learn anything even if he meets a great master, because he hasn't accumulated enough experience.

But when your skill reaches the level of a master like Wang Ye, it's just a thin layer of paper. Once a master breaks through it for you, you can make rapid progress and achieve a qualitative leap!

It would be difficult to figure it out on your own.

Master Dong spoke to Wang Ye for a long time, finally sharing all his knowledge and insights. From now on, Wang Ye could teach Ma Long.

"Mr. Dong, let's go out together!"

Look at this world again!

After the lesson, Ma Long and Wang Ye invited Mr. Dong to leave the interior together.

Forget it!

You can leave now. I've been obsessed with Feng Hou for decades, and even if I've come to my senses now, I still don't regret it!

Even if I can't have it, even if it's not to my liking, I still want to stay in the interior and look at it one more time.

Look at this picture after the wind, isn't it beautiful...?

Ma Long and Wang Ye couldn't persuade him otherwise, so they had to leave on their own. At the same time, they understood that even if Old Dong went out, he would soon die due to his overwhelming sense of defeat and his frail body.

Master Dong is very happy now, to be able to see these two little children at the last moment of his life, to see clearly the absurdity of his life, and to pass on the Tai Chi he was once so proud of.

He was content. At this moment, he wondered if he had really made the wrong choice.

……

Ma Long and Wang Ye gradually regained consciousness. Wang Ye remained seated cross-legged as usual.

However, Malone lay flat on the ground. As soon as he regained consciousness, he felt extremely uncomfortable, his body was unusually uncomfortable, he couldn't breathe, and he felt itchy.

I feel pressure on my diaphragm area; this area is very sensitive.

He quickly opened his eyes and saw that Feng Baobao was riding on top of him, pressing down on him so hard he could hardly breathe.

He was in extreme discomfort, his body thrashing about. He arched his back several times before finally managing to push Feng Baobao away. She slid from Ma Long's chest to his neck, pressing her firmly against his chin.

"No no no!"

At first, I was just having trouble breathing, but now I can't breathe at all.

He struggled for a long time before supporting Feng Baobao's thighs and pushing her up. He then gasped for breath, veins bulging on his forehead.

Only then did Malone remember to check his basket first.

He quickly reached out and touched it to see if it was there. This was crucial.

Feeling a warm current in my lower body, my perfectly intact little bird began to flutter!

He finally felt relieved and lay sprawled on the ground.

At this moment, Feng Baobao returned and sat on his diaphragm again, this time sitting down even harder, almost slamming him down.

Ma Long, who had just sat down, coughed dryly and rolled his eyes upwards.

"Baby! You're going to sit on me and kill me!"

He roared, looking like he was in great pain.

"Uh, you're awake?"

I saw you fidgeting a lot, so I sat you down.

Feng Baobao explained her reasons, leaving Ma Long feeling quite helpless.

"Get up first, I can hardly breathe!"

Help me up!

He asked Feng Baobao to leave him, and then pulled him up from the ground. Ma Long slowly caught his breath and felt extremely tired.

"Phew, I almost got crushed to death by you sitting on me!"

"By the way, where is Elder Dong?"

At this moment, Wang Ye walked over, and Ma Long immediately thought of Elder Dong's matter.

"Oh! You mean that old man?"

He died right when you plopped down!

"Shall we bury him?"

Feng Baobao pointed to the emaciated Old Master Dong and said.

amount……

Ma Long and Wang Ye came to Dong Lao's remains and solemnly paid their respects.

I was just wondering what to do with this place. Should I just bury it? That seems rather impolite.

Notify Wudang Mountain? But wouldn't that expose us?

You came to rescue people, and then you caused them to die? Who can believe that?

Just as they were caught in a dilemma, a short, elderly man walked into the cave. He was none other than Zhou Meng, the leader of the Wudang Sect.

"Hmph! You dare to come back? Look what you've done!"

Brother Dong had been trapped in the inner realm for many years, and your reckless actions directly caused his death. It's truly despicable!

Seeing Zhou Meng reprimand him, Wang Ye quickly explained.

"Grand Tutor, it's not what you think. We meant well..."

"shut up!

Did you mean well but end up doing something wrong? Who let you come to Wudang Mountain?

Did I invite you?

A bunch of unruly, arrogant kids.

Ma Long was also a little confused. Logically speaking, Zhou Meng shouldn't be so angry.

Could there be some hidden story?

Yes, Zhou Meng was also bound by some kind of restriction and was resistant to those who investigated what happened back then. But wasn't it Wudang who initially asked me to investigate?

"Old man, look carefully!"

Tell me what exactly happened!

When Zhou Meng saw Ma Long speak, his tone softened, but he didn't want to explain anything further.

"Go quickly and never go back to Wudang Mountain. You don't need to worry about things here!"

Leave immediately, don't look back, and don't say a word!

This……

Ma Long was still puzzled. He knew Zhou Meng had something he couldn't say, but he said, "Tell me!"

If there are difficulties, let's solve them together. What's with all this ambiguity?

If you don't want to talk about it, fine. Look at his wrinkled face, he keeps urging the three of them to leave.

Ma Long pulled Wang Ye and Feng Baobao up and walked towards the cave entrance without saying another word.

At this moment, Zhou Meng turned his back to Elder Dong and spoke to the three of them with his back to them.

"Don't look back, don't speak, just keep walking forward!"

Ma Long's heart skipped a beat, and he did as he was told.

"Ma Long, don't try to start from the source, and try not to directly reveal your purpose to the leaders of the various sects!"

Because no one can tell you the truth!

You have to unravel the mystery, guess for yourself, and find it yourself…

The sound gradually faded away, and Ma Long knew that Zhou Meng hadn't said anything more.

In other words, Zhou Meng was acting against his will, being controlled by the restriction?

This conjecture made him feel a chill run down his spine.

In that case, I almost got killed by the Celestial Master and Zhou Meng!

It seems I need to be more cautious from now on!