When Zhang Sanfeng saw Meng Xiuyuan suddenly fainted, he felt anxious and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

He immediately checked his pulse and breathing, and when he saw that Meng Xiuyuan's life was fine, he felt a little relieved.

But when Zhang Sanfeng wanted to use his true energy to explore the situation in Meng Xiuyuan's body and determine why Meng Xiuyuan was unconscious, he found that his own true energy could no longer be imported into this young apprentice's body.

In fact, the quality of the liquid Qi in Meng Xiuyuan's body was too high, and it circulated spontaneously in the body's meridians, forcing Zhang Sanfeng's Pure Yang Qi to struggle.

For a moment, Zhang Sanfeng, as a great master of martial arts, felt a little unable to do anything when faced with Meng Xiuyuan's situation.

Fortunately, after a while, Meng Xiuyuan woke up and struggled to sit up. Apparently, nothing serious happened.

"Xiuyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Sanfeng was still a little worried and couldn't help but ask.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard the sound, his eyes gradually recovered from his daze. After a long while, he opened his mouth and replied to the master:

"Master, I may really have to leave this time."

Zhang Sanfeng was a little confused after hearing this, and when he was about to ask, Meng Xiuyuan was the first to express concern:

"Master, was that okay when I punched you just now?

Even if you want me, there is no need to bear my blow..."

Hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and shook his head:

"It's okay. You are so angry that something went wrong. It would be too dangerous for us to continue fighting.

As a master, if I give you a move, there will be no problem."

Meng Xiuyuan nodded when he heard the sound, with a complicated expression in his eyes, and said to Zhang Sanfeng:

"Master, if you hadn't given me this move, I probably wouldn't have been able to accomplish this.

With you at the pinnacle of martial arts in this world, it is really not easy to climb and surpass."

When Zhang Sanfeng heard what he said, his heart moved, as if he had guessed something. However, seeing Meng Xiuyuan still looking a little tired and dazed, he suppressed all doubts for the time being and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Xiuyuan, let's go back and drink some tea and take a rest.

If there’s anything else, sit down and talk.”

Therefore, the master and the disciple first left the messy bamboo forest and returned to Zhang Sanfeng's small retreat courtyard.

While Meng Xiuyuan helped his master boil water and make tea, he was thinking about how to explain it to the old man. Zhang Sanfeng, on the other hand, sat there and looked at his little disciple quietly.

After a long while, when both of them had sat down, drank tea, and taken a breath, Zhang Sanfeng asked again in a warm voice:

"Xiuyuan, you told me twice that you were leaving. Where are you going?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be afraid that Meng Xiuyuan would be in trouble, so he added another sentence:

"I'm just asking casually out of curiosity. If you can't tell me, then there's no need to force it. It doesn't matter."

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard this. At this point, there was nothing he couldn't say. He immediately looked into his master's eyes and said in a serious tone:

"Master, I said I was leaving, but actually I was going to another world.

But as for where exactly it will be, I don’t know very well.”

Zhang Sanfeng was a little puzzled when he heard this. He was confused and couldn't help but ask:

"In the other world, do you mean to take a boat to the sea, or go to the Western Regions?

But what’s the matter, even I can’t explain it clearly?”

Meng Xiuyuan pursed his lips when he heard this, paused briefly, and then explained:

"No, Master, the place I went to is much farther than that.

You can think of it as I went to another world.

As for why I can’t explain clearly…”

While he was talking, Meng Xiuyuan happened to see a series of small ants crawling on the dirt at his feet, so he picked one up and placed it in his palm, then turned to Zhang Sanfeng and said:

"Master, do you think this ant knows where I want to take him?"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he was stunned for a long time, and then a thunder seemed to explode in his heart, and his eyes widened slightly.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't seem to say anything in his words, but he made everything clear.

Master Zhang looked at Meng Xiuyuan, then looked up at the sky. He felt a little unbelievable for a moment and couldn't help but ask:

"Are you saying that there is an expert from heaven who wants to help you achieve enlightenment and become an immortal? Xiaju ascends to heaven?"

Although Zhang Sanfeng was a Taoist monk, he had only read about this theory of immortals from books and had never paid much attention to it.

Only when the words came out of Meng Xiuyuan's mouth did he take them seriously.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he quickly waved his hand and explained to the master:

"With my little cultivation, how can I become an immortal?

As for the idea of ​​an extraterrestrial being, I'm not sure if he exists. It may just be that I was born with a special ability, so I have this ability.

Moreover, it is not appropriate to say that it is an ascension. More accurately, it should be said that it is just a change of life."

After saying that, Meng Xiuyuan put the ant in his hand into the dry tea cup on the table.

The inner wall of the tea cup was smooth, and the ants were running around, but they couldn't get out and could only circle in place.

After a while, Meng Xiuyuan poured out the ant and put it into a slightly larger tea bowl.

The ant was still scurrying around aimlessly and couldn't get out. But the difference from before was that the space in this bowl was slightly larger, and the ant felt more at ease.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the ant controlled by Meng Xiuyuan and suddenly understood what Meng Xiuyuan meant.

After a moment, he put on a happy smile on his face, looked seriously into Meng Xiuyuan's eyes, and said warmly:

"Even if it's not ascension, that's fine.

Xiuyuan, it seems that your 'whim' is right, it is indeed a great thing.

Your martial arts practice has reached the pinnacle of this world. It is really difficult to go further.

You have to go to a new, broader world to make big progress.

Master is really happy for you to have this opportunity."

Regarding this sudden change, Meng Xiuyuan's heart was filled with surprise and sadness, with mixed emotions.

Now that he heard Master's words again, he felt even more sad and reluctant to give up.

After twenty years on Wudang Mountain, this place has long been like home. Both the senior brothers and Master Zhang Sanfeng have become his relatives.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's expression, Zhang Sanfeng naturally guessed what he was thinking. But from the bottom of his heart, Zhang Sanfeng was actually very reluctant to let go of this young apprentice, so he didn't know how to comfort him.

I had no choice but to suppress my emotions and pretend to be calm and asked Meng Xiuyuan:

"Xiuyuan, do you know when you are leaving?

If there is time, I should call all your senior brothers back to see you again."

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard this, and said to his master with some regret:

"Although the feeling in my heart is a little vague, it probably only lasts a few days.

Senior brother and the others are thousands of miles away in the Kunlun Mountains, so it should be too late anyway."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded when he heard this. Although his face was still calm, his heart was filled with sadness.

After all, he also understood that once this young apprentice left this time, it would probably be difficult for the two of them to see each other again in this life.

The day of separation is approaching, making people anxious.

For a moment, both master and disciple were silent.

After a long time, Meng Xiuyuan took a deep breath and suddenly said loudly to Zhang Sanfeng:

"Master, actually you don't need to worry.

Although I am just a little ant now, I will definitely grow up in the future.

Maybe one day, when I have the ability, I can find it by myself.

When the time comes, I will take you out of this small world and see a wider place."

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help feeling relieved when he heard this, and said with a smile:

"Yes, since you can go out, you must have a way to come back.

But at my age, there is no need to take me out to see what happens.

As long as you can come back by then, let's sit down and make a pot of tea, and you tell me what the outside world is like and tell me stories about your experiences along the way, I will be satisfied as a teacher."

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he stood up straight, bowed respectfully to his master, and then said with a serious expression:

"Since the master said so, the disciple must do it.

Don’t worry, Master, I will definitely do my best.”

Zhang Sanfeng was delighted when he heard this and did not stop Meng Xiuyuan from behaving like this. Instead, he said with a smile:
To be continued...