Chapter 653: Unexpected Encounter
Along the way, Song Qingshu naturally wouldn’t waste such a great opportunity. He frequently sought Zhang Sanfeng’s guidance on the intricacies of martial arts, comparing them with his own insights. After several days, the various martial arts he had learned, despite being vastly different, began to show signs of blending together seamlessly.
Song Qingshu couldn’t help but feel a surge of admiration.
Zhang Sanfeng was indeed a figure who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Bodh!dharma in the Jin Yong universe. His cultivation and knowledge were truly vast and unfathomable.
Zhang Sanfeng, too, was astonished by Song Qingshu’s comprehension. Often, with just a slight hint, Song Qingshu would immediately grasp the concept, making Zhang Sanfeng secretly wonder—hadn’t Qingshu’s aptitude been rather mediocre before? Could this be a case of late blooming?
However, Zhang Sanfeng didn’t dwell on the thought for long. Seeing that Song Yuanqiao had such an exceptional son, he was nothing but pleased. Before long, he noticed that Song Qingshu’s martial arts were incredibly diverse, prompting him to curiously ask about his experiences after the Lion-Slaying Assembly.
Upon hearing that Song Qingshu had received guidance from Wang Yuyan and later traveled to Jingzhou to have his meridians restored with the Divine Brilliance Scripture, Zhang Sanfeng sighed with amazement. “The Miss Wang you speak of is merely a young girl, yet she possesses such extensive knowledge of the world’s martial arts. The world is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.”
After praising Wang Yuyan, Zhang Sanfeng continued to marvel, “I had heard in my early years that the Divine Brilliance Scripture had the power to bring the dead back to life, but I always dismissed it as mere exaggeration. I never expected it to be true. Though the scripture isn’t widely known, based on your description, its profoundness is certainly no less than the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, the Nine Yang Scripture, or the Nine Yin Scripture.”
When he heard that Song Qingshu had lost all his martial arts due to an accident and later obtained the Joyful Meditation Method in Nyingma Temple, Zhang Sanfeng was even more shocked. “The Lotus Sage is an immensely esteemed figure in Esoteric Buddhism. I never imagined he was still alive.” But then, his brows furrowed. “No wonder you have become so indulgent in lust—it must be the influence of this technique. As far as I know, no one in Esoteric Buddhism has ever truly mastered this martial art. Most practitioners eventually succumb to their desires, fall into demonic ways, and meet a tragic end…”
Cold sweat broke out on Song Qingshu’s forehead, and he hurriedly interrupted, “Grandmaster, I am aware of all this. But back then, I had no other choice. Even if it was like drinking poison to quench my thirst, I had to do it.”