Chapter 14

"Ah Bi, how are you getting along in Wang Family Village? You're no longer a servant, you can do whatever you want, and you have Brother Wang Yue who loves you. I really envy you," Wang Yuyan said with envy.

If only my cousin could treat me like Wang Yue treats Ah Bi, Wang Yuyan thought to herself.

Speaking of Wang Yue, Ah Bi felt a wave of sweetness and said happily, "Of course, I only realized now that I can live a carefree life, and I have Brother Wang Yue to take care of me. Miss, Wang Family Village is no longer a small village. Even ordinary towns are not as prosperous as Wang Family Village. Not only do merchants come every day to buy soy sauce and five-spice seasoning, but many martial artists also come, hoping to be taught by Brother Wang Yue. Miss, Brother Wang Yue has opened a martial arts school in Suzhou, which will open next month."

Wang Yuyan asked curiously, "A martial arts school? What is it for? What is 'Guoshu'?"

Ah Bi said seriously, "Brother Wang Yue said that martial arts that only kill enemies and do not perform are called 'Guoshu'! Martial arts that protect the country and the people are called 'Guoshu'! Martial arts that strengthen the country and the people are called 'Guoshu'!"

Wang Yuyan was shocked, "This 'Guoshu' is not simple. Ah Bi, is Wang Yue planning to spread the internal martial arts?"

Wang Yuyan knew that the only martial arts Wang Yue knew were internal martial arts. Since he was opening a martial arts school, he could only teach internal martial arts.

Ah Bi nodded, "Yes."

Wang Yuyan thought of Murong Fu and said to herself, "If Wang Yue opens a school and takes on disciples, there will be many martial artists who know internal martial arts in the future, and my cousin will no longer have an advantage. However, I think Wang Yue will not spread the most profound internal martial arts."

Wang Yuyan forced a smile, "I didn't expect your Brother Wang Yue to have such great ambition, to spread internal martial arts."

Ah Bi got to the point, "Miss, I came here to ask you something. I know you have read many books. Have you heard of Ziyang Bamboo and Eight-Angled Blood Centipede?"

"Ziyang Bamboo and Eight-Angled Blood Centipede?" Wang Yuyan was surprised, "Ah Bi, how did you know about these two herbs?"

These two herbs were rare treasures, and Wang Yuyan had only seen them in a medical book.

"Ah, Miss, you really know about them," Ah Bi said happily, "Please tell me where these two things can be found. Brother Wang Yue needs them urgently."

Wang Yuyan thought for a moment and said, "Ziyang Bamboo contains innate yang energy and is a supreme medicinal herb for nourishing yin and strengthening yang. Many Taoist alchemists use it to make life-prolonging elixirs. However, Ziyang Bamboo has not appeared for three hundred years. According to ancient texts, Ziyang Bamboo grows in extremely yin places. The Eight-Angled Blood Centipede is also a rare herb. It grows in the Miao territory and is used by shamans to make poisons."

Ah Bi remembered what Wang Yuyan said: extremely yin places and the Miao territory.

"Although we don't know the exact locations, we now know their growing environments. The search area for Brother Wang Yue will be much smaller," Ah Bi thought.

After dinner, Ah Bi left Mantra Mountain Villa. Before leaving, Ah Bi said to Wang Yuyan, "Miss, Brother Wang Yue's martial arts school will open next month. You and Sister Ajuzhu must come to support him."

Wang Yuyan smiled, "If I have the chance, I will definitely come."

...

Back in Wang Family Village, Ah Bi told Wang Yue, "Brother Wang Yue, Ziyang Bamboo grows in extremely yin places, and the Eight-Angled Blood Centipede grows in the Miao territory."

Wang Yue knew Ah Bi had gone to Mantra Mountain Villa to find Wang Yuyan.

Only Wang Yuyan's extensive knowledge could possibly know the growing places of these two herbs.

Wang Yue held Ah Bi's small hand and said tenderly, "Ah Bi, you've worked hard. Don't worry, I will definitely find these two herbs."

Ah Bi nodded, "Yes. I believe in Brother Wang Yue."

...

A month passed quickly.

Today was the opening day of the Suzhou Martial Arts School.

Although Wang Yue was only a fleeting figure in the martial world, his martial arts were on par with Northern Qiao Feng and Southern Murong. Moreover, internal martial arts had become a supreme art, comparable to the Shaolin Yijinjing and the Beggar Sect's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The number of people coming to learn martial arts was like a flood.

Among them were even several first-class martial artists.

"Chief Hu of Zhenfeng Escort Agency has arrived!"

A bearded man bowed to Wang Yue, "Young Hero Wang, I didn't expect a master like you to open a school and take on disciples. I congratulate you, Chief Hu."

Wang Yue was not wearing his animal skin clothes today but a white training suit.

In his white clothes, Wang Yue had the demeanor of a grandmaster.

"Chief Hu, welcome to support me! Please come in."

Wang Yue said with a smile.

"Chief He of the Beggar Sect has arrived."

The chief of the Suzhou branch of the Beggar Sect was an old man named He.

"Chief He," Wang Yue bowed.

Chief He presented a gift and said, "Young Hero Wang, our Chief Qiao was supposed to come personally, but he was detained by important matters. So he asked me to bring the gift and convey his greetings to you."

Wang Yue was pleased, "Ha, Chief Qiao and I hit it off at first sight. I regret that he couldn't come this time. Chief He, when you see Chief Qiao, please tell him that I, Wang Yue, thank him for his gift and the support of the Beggar Sect."

"Murong Fu of Gusu has arrived!"

Everyone was surprised. Murong Fu had come?

Martial artists who knew the situation thought, Murong Fu and Wang Yue are mortal enemies.

It's strange that Murong Fu would come to congratulate Wang Yue.

Murong Fu was dressed in light purple and carried a long sword, exuding a heroic aura.

It's no wonder Wang Yuyan was infatuated with Murong Fu. Just his handsome appearance could make many girls swoon, not to mention his high martial arts and the title of Southern Murong.

He was a typical rich, handsome, and powerful man.

Behind Murong Fu were Wang Yuyan, Ajuzhu, and two others, Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo E.

"Wang Yue, I didn't expect you to open a martial arts school. Ha, congratulations," Murong Fu said with a smile.

Wang Yue smiled slightly, "Thank you, Young Master Murong, for coming to support me. Although my martial arts are not profound, I don't want to take them to the grave. While I'm young, I want to pass on my martial arts. Young Master Murong, please come in."

People who didn't know the relationship between Wang Yue and Murong Fu might think they were old friends.

Wang Yue thought, "Murong Fu has a good character and has changed a lot. He has the potential to achieve great things. In the original story, if it weren't for his bad luck and weak martial arts, he might have succeeded in restoring his kingdom."

Murong Fu thought, "Wang Yue is a remarkable person. Although we are deep enemies, as long as he is still useful, I don't mind letting him live longer. Wang Yue doesn't know my Xianbei royal lineage. If he knew, he might join me."

Murong Fu had been in seclusion for a while, not only improving his martial arts but also thinking a lot.

To restore the Great Yan, one must endure hardships to become a great person.

Temporary humiliation is nothing. When I become emperor, Wang Yue's life will be in my hands.

...

In the early morning.

At the martial arts school, the training ground.

Wang Yue had recruited three hundred people this time.

Half of these three hundred were martial artists. They stood there, looking quite impressive.

Many young people from Wang Family Village were among them.

Wang Shan was the oldest from Wang Family Village to come to the martial arts school.

Wang Yue looked at these people and said, "I believe everyone knows that my martial arts are different from what you know. Most martial arts today focus on cultivating qi, with very few focusing on physical training. My martial arts also focus on physical training, but not just on muscles and bones, but on the entire body's essence, energy, and spirit. Therefore, to distinguish it from external martial arts, I call my martial arts 'internal martial arts.'"

"Internal martial arts are divided into Mingjing, Anjing, and Huajing. Achieving Mingjing makes one a second-class martial artist. At the Anjing level, a martial artist has the strength of ten thousand pounds, equivalent to a first-class martial artist. The Huajing level of internal martial arts is equivalent to a grandmaster. Therefore, as long as you practice diligently, you will have a place in the martial world."

"I will teach you for two months. During these two months, how much of the essence of internal martial arts you learn depends on your comprehension and destiny. After that, I will leave, and the time is uncertain, maybe a month, maybe a year, but no more than three years. In three years, I will return. At that time, those who have reached the Anjing level will be personally taught more advanced martial arts."

Wang Yue felt the urgency of time and hoped to find the Ziyang Bamboo as soon as possible.

"Yes, Master."

Wang Yue said, "Don't call me Master, call me School Master."

"Yes, School Master."

...

Two months is not a long time, but it's not short either. With serious study, one can learn a lot.

Wang Yue taught the three hundred people the桩功 (zhuang gong) and the method to cultivate Mingjing.

After two months, Wang Shan made the fastest progress.

In just two months, Wang Shan reached the middle stage of Mingjing.

"I have taught you the method to cultivate Mingjing. I will leave soon. Wang Shan has practiced internal martial arts the best, so after I leave, he will lead you all in practice."

Wang Yue looked at the three hundred people on the training ground and said loudly, "I hope that when I return, some of you will have reached the Anjing level." "Brother Shan, the martial arts school will be in your hands. You know where I put the martial arts manual," Wang Yue said to Wang Shan.

Wang Shan nodded, "School Master, rest assured. I won't let you down."

In the martial arts school, Wang Shan also called Wang Yue School Master.

...

Wang Yue returned to Wang Family Village, wearing warm clothes and carrying a backpack. He said to his sister Wang Xin, "Sister, you're a grown-up now. After I leave, take good care of Father and Mother, okay?"

Wang Xin's eyes were filled with reluctance, and she nodded, "Yes, I will. Brother, come back soon."

"Brother will come back as soon as I find the Ziyang Bamboo. Even if I find nothing, I will visit Father and Mother in three years," Wang Yue promised.

Wang Yue bid farewell to his family and left Wang Family Village.

At the village entrance, Wang Yue saw a beautiful figure, "Ah Bi."

Today, Wang Yue thought Ah Bi was too attached and had hidden in her room. He didn't expect Ah Bi to be waiting at the village entrance with a backpack.

"Brother Wang Yue, don't think you can leave me behind."

Ah Bi's voice was firm. She was determined to go with Wang Yue.

Wang Yue looked into Ah Bi's eyes and knew she was set. Even if he left her behind, she would search for him everywhere. It was better to take her along.

Wang Yue nodded, "Alright. Let's go!"

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