Zhang Heng lost. He lay on the ground and did not get up. He said to Zen Master Yihui, "Great Zen Master! Stop chanting! I was thrown three times in succession by His Majesty the Seventh Prince just because of your words of mercy!"
What kind of mercy? No mercy at all.
When Chu Tian saw Zhang Heng being thrown three times, not only did he not become angry from shame, but he was also able to say teasing words to Zen Master Yihui, which made him admire him even more.
He taught this apprentice so well that he should not be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat.
This is the attitude a general should have.
He wants to take me away!
Zhang Heng!
He wants to take it away too!
Chu Tian stretched out his hand and smiled at Zhang Heng, "Stand up, strong man!"
Zhang Heng was not polite, took Chu Tian's hand and used his strength to stand up.
"Your Majesty, the Seventh Highness, has good kung fu!" Zhang Heng clasped his fists in salute and boasted.
Meng Huo also nodded beside him, "His Majesty Seventh has divine power!"
"Amitabha!" Seeing Chu Tian's victory, Zen Master Yihui immediately took advantage of every opportunity, "General Meng has nothing more to say, follow the Seventh Prince down!"
Meng Huo frowned and said in disgust, "Monk, don't talk too much. His Highness Seventh Prince and I still have something to say."
Turning his head, facing Chu Tian, he asked, "Was the Seventh Prince's inner strength and mental skills taught by Wan'er?"
Chu Tian didn't want to hide it, but he also knew that he couldn't.
He said matter-of-factly, "My inner strength was indeed taught by the emperor's sister-in-law."
Lin Fengwan said quickly, "I privately taught the internal skills and mental methods to His Highness Seventh Prince without the permission of the master. Please punish Wan'er, master!"
In this era, internal skills and mental methods can only be taught to one's own disciples. If the disciple wants to pass it on to future generations, he must obtain the approval of the master.
When Lin Fengwan was practicing his internal skills, he also went through Meng Huo's nod.
Lin Fengwan taught Chu Tian's internal skills in private, which was considered a violation of the sect's taboo. If Meng Huo really punished her, she would have to bear it calmly, no matter her identity.
When Lin Fengwan taught Chu Tian's internal skills and mental skills, he was already prepared to be punished one day in the future.
Meng Huo said, "Special times, special treatment, I am very pleased that Wan'er can teach His Majesty the Seventh Highness the inner strength and mental methods in a timely manner without being bound by rules and regulations!"
Neither Chu Tian nor the princes and concubines expected that Meng Huo could be so open-minded.
Otherwise, how can we say that he is an expert outside the world?
Outstanding in every aspect.
Such an open-minded temperament can teach excellent disciples.
Only Zen Master Yihui understood Meng Huo best. He sang loudly from the side, "Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate! His Majesty the Seventh Prince has been running all the way these days, and he has also learned General Meng's inner strength and mental skills. It's too late for General Meng to be happy, so what?" Will you punish people?"
Meng Huo and Zen Master Yihui were not polite at all and said directly, "Monk, as a monk, can you not get involved when we mortals are talking?"
Zen Master Yihui had no choice but to take a step back and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha..."
The next words were interrupted by Meng Huo.
Meng Huo and Chu Tian said, "His Royal Highness Seventh has only cultivated the basic internal skills and mental methods, and now he has achieved such attainments. His Royal Highness is truly a god!"
A worldly master like Meng Huo hopes that his legacy can be carried forward. Seeing that Chu Tian is a talented person, he immediately came up with the idea of teaching kung fu.
Then he asked, "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, are you willing to learn a higher level of internal energy and mental techniques?"
Before Chu Tian could answer, Zen Master Yihui chanted the name of the Buddha, "Amitabha!"
"Donor Meng, please don't hold things against His Highness the Seventh. It is only right to directly teach His Highness the martial arts and follow the Seventh Highness to create a world that no one has created before!"
"Shut up, monk!" Meng Huo scolded with a cold face, "How do you become a monk? Don't interfere with our secular affairs!"
Zen Master Yihui was not angry. He clasped his hands together and sang, "Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate! Good! Good!..."
"Monk! Do you have anything fresh?..." Meng Huo waved his hand to signal Zen Master Yihui to shut up.
Then, Meng Huo looked at Chu Tian and said, "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, let's go into the room and talk!"
Chu Tian agreed with a smile and looked at Zen Master Yihui, "Master Zen, how about we go sit in the room with General Meng?"
Meng Huo did not invite Zen Master Yihui, and Chutian would not leave Zen Master Yihui outside.
After all, he had many things and wanted to ask Zen Master Yihui for advice.
For example, the mystery of his time travel.
Meng Huo was not polite to Zen Master Yihui at all, "Monk, come in with us and have a cup of tea."
Zen Master Yihui clasped his hands together and chanted, "Amitabha! My Buddha is merciful! Your Majesty Seventh Prince, please come in! General Meng, please come in!"
He said it as if everyone had entered his Baosha Zen Monastery.
Then, Zen Master Yihui turned around and said to Lin Fengwan, "Female donors please!"
Meng Huo ignored Zen Master Yihui's series of chants, stretched out his hand to pull Chu Tian, and said, "Seventh Highness, please!"
When Zhang Heng saw that his master was getting intimate with Chu Tian, he forgot about him as a closed disciple, touched the top of his head, turned around and ran to make tea for everyone.
After entering the room, everyone sat down separately as guest and host, with Zen Master Yihui sitting on top.
Meng Huo didn't care and only spoke to Chu Tian.
"I just saw the skills of His Highness the Seventh. His Highness has not practiced any martial arts moves, has he?"
As an outsider in Chu and even in the world, it was not surprising to everyone that Meng Huo could see that Chu Tian did not have any martial arts moves.
Meng Huo asked, and Chu Tian immediately guessed Meng Huo's purpose and stood up quickly.
"Please give me some advice from General Meng!"
Chu Tian was so smart, which made Meng Huo even more delighted. He nodded repeatedly, "Okay, that's what I meant."
"His Majesty Seventh, sit down and talk."
Chu Tian sat down again and Meng Huo said, "I don't know what weapon His Highness is planning to use. I will directly teach His Highness the use of one weapon. There is no need to be proficient in all eighteen weapons."
Generally, when masters teach martial arts, they only accept very young disciples, like Zhang Heng.
He has been learning eighteen kinds of weapons since he was a child. When he sees that his apprentice is accomplished in that kind of weapon, he will specialize in practicing one kind of weapon in order to achieve excellence.
Chu Tian has passed that age, not to mention, Chu Tian's internal strength is there. There is no need to exercise brute strength, let alone practice internal strength. With any weapon, as long as the weapon's moves are practiced well, even if it faces thousands of troops, Horses are not afraid either.
Meng Huo took a fancy to Chu Tian's profound internal strength, and wanted to build a suitable weapon for Chu Tian. On the battlefield, it could not only kill the enemy, but also intimidate the opponent.
Meng Huo looked at Chu Tian with dazzling eyes.
Zen Master Yihui looked at Chu Tian from the side, even more nervous than Meng Huo.
He knew that Meng De had obtained a piece of black iron and had been reluctant to make weapons.
It was a greeting gift to the Lord Ming in preparation for assisting him in the future.
If Chu Tian could get the weapon made of black iron and learn Meng Huo's skills, then Chu Tian would be invincible in this world.
