Chapter 11 Heading to Mount Tiantai

Ding Chunqiu smiled and nodded, sighed softly, and was about to speak when Li Qingluo continued, "I have already passed on the Little Wuxiang Kung to him, but it's a pity that he can never get started. Father, please help me think of a solution."

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat. It was over!
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ding Chunqiu's face trembling, which he hid very well, but Murong Ji was nervous.

"Really? I haven't noticed it yet. Come here, let me take another look."

Murong Ji was pulled over by Ding Chunqiu again. He forced himself not to resist and let Ding Chunqiu pinch him.

Suddenly, a strong force invaded his meridians. Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat and he quickly suppressed the internal force that was automatically counterattacking from the Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

Then he stared at Ding Chunqiu with innocent eyes.

Ding Chunqiu smiled and let go of his hand, "Unfortunately, none of the three of us can practice Xiao Wuxiang Gong anymore."

Li Qingluo sighed, "This is fate. I already knew that this kid's aptitude was not good, so I didn't hold much hope."

Murong Ji was alert, thinking that he would not be able to practice Xiao Wuxiang Gong in Mantuo Villa anymore.

After thinking about it, I still think it is better to go to Mount Tiantai as soon as possible. Zhang Boduan is not dead yet, and he is probably very old.

Said: "Uncle...Aunt, I want to go out to travel and study."

Li Qingluo rolled her eyes. "How old are you? You haven't even learned all the skills yet. What's the point of traveling?"

Murong Ji looked at Li Qingluo. This person would most likely not let him go, so he could only set his sights on Ding Chunqiu.

"Grandpa, please help me. I don't have a good aptitude for martial arts, but my teacher said I'm a good student."

"When I become an official, I'll see who dares to bully my aunt."

Ding Chunqiu laughed out loud, "That's a good way to call you grandpa! I have no sons, only Qingluo, my daughter. From now on, we will be a family."

"So what if you can't learn martial arts? Study! Studying is good! But who do you want to be your disciple?"

Murong Ji thought to himself, he had no idea which of the ancient people from the Northern Song Dynasty he knew were still alive! He could only make up nonsense.

"I heard from my teacher that there is a scholar in Tiantai Mountain who is proficient in both Confucianism and Taoism. His surname is Zhang. I want to go find him. I hope grandpa can help me."

Ding Chunqiu thought carefully. He was well aware of the officialdom and literary affairs of the Song Dynasty. He knew Mount Tiantai, but he did not know a Confucian or Taoist master named Zhang.

"Did you hear that from the gentleman?"

Murong Ji nodded quickly: "Yes, the teacher my uncle hired is very good, he is a Jinshi."

"Okay, I agree."

Li Qingluo was stunned and wanted to say something, but she kept her mouth shut.

Not long after, Murong Ji was kicked out of the study. He didn't know what Li Qingluo and Ding Chunqiu were discussing, but Murong Ji still felt a little uneasy.

The Xiao Wuxiang Gong in the Langhuan Jade Cave was most likely left by Li Qiushui, but the introductory chapter of the secret book is wrong!
If it weren't for Qian Yi, who had immersed himself in medicine for decades and had conducted in-depth research on meridians, it would have been almost impossible to discover it, let alone complete the introductory chapter.

Before going to bed at night, I was careful and didn't dare to fall into a deep sleep.

Sure enough, when he heard the door being pushed open, Murong Ji woke up instantly, and used his internal energy to imitate the breathing of a deep sleep.

Ding Chunqiu looked at the child sleeping soundly on the bed and felt a little confused. Was he being too suspicious?
However, any martial arts practiced in a person's meridians will leave traces, and those traces are very similar to those of Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

Ding Chunqiu placed his hand on Murong Ji's pulse, and his internal force seeped into his meridians. Before long, he met Murong Ji's pitifully weak internal force.

Suddenly, the internal force began to exclude Ding Chunqiu's internal force. Ding Chunqiu sneered. This was very similar to the Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

In an instant, Ding Chunqiu was stunned. His internal energy was transferred out of his body!

[This is not Xiao Wuxiang Gong! ]

Coming back to his senses, Ding Chunqiu's face twitched, and then he tried again, and found that his internal energy was still being transferred out of his body.

[This kid's last name is Murong, could it be Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?! ] Ding Chunqiu withdrew his hand, turned around and walked out the door. After waiting for a long time, Murong Ji finally sat up.

His forehead was covered with sweat. He had never expected that Dou Zhuan Xing Yi plus Xiao Wu Xiang Gong would be so powerful? !

The stars are shifting, use the force of others to counter the force. Mainly practice the hand Taiyin lung meridian.

Xiao Wuxiang Gong is invisible and formless, and mainly cultivates the Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin.

Murong Ji looked at his own hands, and felt that there was some connection between the two techniques. He had learned a lot in the three months he followed Qian Yi.

The human body's meridians include the twelve main meridians, plus the Ren and Du meridians, which make up the fourteen meridians.

In fact, it is not complicated, it is just three systems. It is not difficult to remember. Just imagine them as three circles.

They are Taiyin Yangming system, Shaoyin Taiyang system, and Jueyin Shaoyang system.

Each system has four meridians, two in the hands and two in the feet. For example, the Taiyin and Yangming system has four meridians in the upper limbs and two in the lower limbs.

Murong Ji let out a breath. He did not sleep that night. When it was dawn, he ran to find Li Qingluo and went to Tiantai Mountain.

Li Qingluo refused outright and asked him to go on his study tour after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The next ten days were quite difficult for Murong Ji. He was afraid that Ding Chunqiu would attack him again, so he didn't dare to sleep too deeply.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Murong Ji embarked on his journey to study.

Li Qingluo was very generous. She directly gave him three bags of gold leaves and arranged for someone to send him to Tiantai Mountain.

Murong Ji sat in the carriage and let out a long breath.

Your own money will soon be credited to your account!

As for whether Zhang Boduan would like me, that was not up to me.

Thinking of this, I still felt a little nervous.

At the beginning of the third year of Yuanfeng, Murong Ji was eleven years old.

Arrive at the foot of Tiantai Mountain.

According to legend, when Dayu was controlling floods, he built a platform here to worship the gods, and the place was named after it. After that, the kings of the ancient Shu Kingdom and the Taoists of the Han Dynasty opened up and worshipped here.

This is what makes this mountain unique.

Murong Ji looked up at the lush forest, where there were countless temples.

Climbing up Mount Tiantai, Murong Ji was led by two maids to the gate of Tongbai Palace.

"Layman, this place is not open to the public, please stay for now."

"You little Taoist priest! Get out of here! It's not like we don't want to pay you!"

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat with fear, and he stopped the two men, "Stop! Don't be rude, I'm here to see Mr. Zhang."

Where is Tongbai Palace?
This is the ancestral temple of Southern Quanzhen! It has been a long time since the palace was established during the Three Kingdoms period.

The young Taoist priest looked Murong Ji up and down without saying anything, nor did he let him go out.

Murong Ji bowed to the young Taoist priest, "Brother Taoist, please be merciful."

The young Taoist priest returned the greeting, "Layman, be merciful."

"Excuse me, brother, is Master Zhang in the palace?"

The young Taoist priest was a little confused. His master was just a poor Taoist priest, and no one wanted to find him. "The master is in the palace."

(End of this chapter)