Chapter 626: Mind Method Flaws
A small table was placed in the middle of the gazebo, with a set of white tea utensils on it. Zhang Lei stepped forward to pour tea for the two of them.
"Little Chen, your medical skills are so impressive; are they passed down from your ancestors?" Zhang Zhengwen asked.
"They were taught to me by a senior, whose name is not convenient to disclose," Chen Yu said indifferently.
After his reincarnation, the Great Profound Saintly Clear Scripture appeared in his consciousness. These were all Chen Yu's secrets, so no matter who asked, Chen Yu was unwilling to reveal them.
"Hehe, your master must be a supreme expert; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate such an impressive figure as you. If there is a chance, I would really like to meet this reclusive expert," Zhang Zhengwen said with a chuckle.
Chen Yu smiled without answering. Zhang Lei, who was on the side, looked at Chen Yu and asked, "Chen Yu, are you a Martial Artist? I see that you have quite a deep understanding of the realms of Martial Artists and some insights into the Martial Dao. Do you know martial arts?"
"I know a little," Chen Yu replied indifferently.
In truth, this statement of his was truly modest. With his current strength, even if a master at the Martial Ancestor Realm, the absolute peak of the Martial Dao, stood before him, they would only be beaten black and blue by him.
"What kind of realm is 'knowing a little'? It wouldn't be just the entry level, would it?" Zhang Lei's gaze toward Chen Yu was somewhat disdainful. "The disciples under my grandfather, who are even younger than you, have already stepped into the Martial Master Realm."
"How about this, you can join our Zhang Family and become an Outer Sect Disciple of our Zhang Family. My grandfather can pick a capable disciple to personally teach you martial arts, and that way you will soon be able to step into the Martial Master Realm," Zhang Lei said.
This girl was nineteen this year, just starting university, and born into a Martial Arts Family. She was a spoiled and willful person by nature. In the blink of an eye, she had forgotten that Chen Yu was her grandfather's life-saving benefactor.
"That won't be necessary. Although the martial arts I have learned are rough, it is not appropriate to change my sect," Chen Yu smiled, not bothering to hold it against this little girl.
"Are you sure? Do you know how many people with billions in assets bring heavy wealth to our door just to join our Zhang Clan and become an Outer Sect Disciple?" Zhang Lei looked at Chen Yu with an expression of disbelief; she even suspected she had misheard.
"That is others, but I am me," Chen Yu smiled and said, "Moreover, the Internal Breath Mind Method of the Zhang Clan is of a softer type. Although I cannot say there are flaws in the technique, it is difficult to cultivate high-level martial arts."
"What did you say, you surnamed Chen? Say that again if you dare." Zhang Lei was furious. Chen Yu was disparaging their Zhang Clan martial arts to her face; how could she not be angry?
It wasn't just her; even Zhang Zhengwen's expression changed slightly. Chen Yu's words were a great taboo in a Martial Arts Family.
"Little Chen, it is true that our Zhang Clan's Mind Method is relatively softer compared to those domineering and fierce methods. However, our Zhang Clan has stood in Shengjing for hundreds of years, and our ancestors even produced a great power at the Martial Ancestor Realm. How can you say that our Zhang Clan's Mind Method makes it difficult to cultivate high-level martial arts?" Zhang Zhengwen said indifferently.
"I mean no offense, but the problem truly exists. If I am not mistaken, when your Mind Method is cultivated to the highest realm, you will encounter a bottleneck, and this bottleneck is one that no one can overcome."
Chen Yu said, "The reason Zhang Zhengwen has been stagnant at this realm for nearly thirty years is precisely because of this reason, which is why you have never been able to break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm."
"How did you..." Zhang Zhengwen was stunned, unable to continue his sentence.
"And the fatal flaw of this technique is not here; it would be fine if you just broke through the bottleneck. If you don't break through for decades, the practitioner's True Qi will slowly dissipate, eventually leading to the path of death and the loss of cultivation. Zhang Lao, you don't really think your deviation was just a coincidence, do you?" Since he had already said it, Chen Yu simply let out everything he wanted to say.
"What did you say?" Zhang Zhengwen stood up abruptly, wanting to ask for clarification.
But just at this moment, a sharp shout came: "Where did this yellow-haired brat come from, daring to point fingers at our Zhang Clan's cultivation technique?"
Following the shout, a woman suddenly appeared. The girl was very young, but her cultivation was truly not weak. As soon as her voice fell, a beautiful figure flashed and arrived before Chen Yu.
This woman made a move with her right hand, striking at Chen Yu with a palm. Her palm wind was fierce; even if it were a strong man, if he were brushed by her palm wind, he would inevitably be sent sprawling to the ground.
"Yuefeng, don't," Zhang Zhengwen shouted in time.
Whoosh—this palm was only a few centimeters from Chen Yu's face, but it was forcibly stopped by the other party.
"Step back, this is my life-saving benefactor," Zhang Zhengwen shouted.
The woman did not say a word, bowed slightly, and retreated a few steps.
"Little Chen, I am truly sorry. This is my eldest disciple, Qiu Yuefeng," Zhang Zhengwen said apologetically. "It was too rude just now. Yuefeng, apologize to Mr. Chen."
Qiu Yuefeng's beautiful eyes shifted. She raised her head and coldly glanced at Chen Yu: "If Master wants to hit or punish me, I will accept it, but this person insulted our Zhang Clan Mind Method. It is already very polite of me not to attack him; apologizing is impossible."
"You..." Zhang Zhengwen was furious. Originally, the Zhang Clan was an Aristocratic Family and did not accept disciples from outside the clan.
But Qiu Yuefeng had excellent natural talent, so he accepted her. Moreover, she did not disappoint Zhang Zhengwen; after entering the sect, her progress was extremely fast. Now, there was a faint trend of her breaking through the Martial Truth Realm and being on par with his own cultivation. One must know she was only in her early thirties; if she broke through at this age, it would be an event that would shake the Shengjing martial arts world.
However, in front of outsiders, the dignity of the sect still had to be maintained. Zhang Zhengwen was about to reprimand her, but Chen Yu, who was on the side, spoke up.
"You are not convinced by what I said?" Chen Yu glanced at her.
"Of course I am not convinced. My Zhang Clan Mind Method is soft and does not compare to some fierce cultivation methods, but it is not as unbearable as you say," Qiu Yuefeng said coldly.
"Yes, the Zhang Clan Mind Method is overly soft and has the effect of preserving health and strengthening the body," Chen Yu said. "If I am not mistaken, the predecessor of the technique your Zhang Clan practices is called the 'Qiankun Sixteen Forging Brocade', which was originally a health preservation technique of an expert, and later evolved through several iterations."
"Your Zhang Clan ancestors incorporated their own ideas and other techniques during the evolution process, thus achieving the Zhang Clan. But its predecessor was a health preservation method; even if your ancestors were talented, flaws would appear during the evolution process."
"You, why do you know the origin of our technique?" Zhang Zhengwen's expression changed drastically. Only then did he realize that Chen Yu was not just an ordinary Yisheng; he had more secrets.
Chen Yu did not answer Zhang Zhengwen's question, because in his inheritance, there were records about the predecessor of the Qiankun Sixteen Forging Brocade, which was why he knew.
"Moreover," Chen Yu looked at Qiu Yuefeng, "in the last half year, when you use the Mind Method during cultivation, you suddenly feel palpitations, followed by a rapid heartbeat, and a sharp pain in your back as if pierced by a sword. Am I right?"
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