Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 829: Asking about the past

The people in the deepest part of the tent obviously felt the strange changes outside. The partition in the spacious aisle was opened to both sides, and a tall figure appeared there.

Chen Chuan saw that this was a woman who looked to be only about twenty years old. Her hair was tied in a single ponytail that fell to her heels. She was over two meters and two meters tall, but her body was fit and well-proportioned. The muscles and bones in her body showed that they had been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations. Under her skin lay a strength as strong as flowing water.

This woman is the one who appeared in the memory potion. She looks no different from before, which shows that her physical strength and power are always maintained at the peak.

Out of politeness, he did not continue to observe with the field and spirit of a fighter. After a glance, he retracted his gaze, nodded and said, "Senior Fang."

Fang Zhuoying seemed extremely surprised at this moment. Before this, Chen Chuan had sent him a telegram in advance, claiming to be Yu Zhen's son. He learned about her here from her senior sister Ni, so he wanted to visit her and ask her some questions.

At first she thought that this junior came to her to learn fighting skills.

She remembered that Yu Zhen's disciple was quite talented and had a strong character, which she admired very much. Yu Zhen's son was able to come from abroad, and he might also be pursuing fighting skills. She thought that if he really had talent and perseverance, she would give him guidance and care.

But when the person actually stood in front of her, she realized that she was completely wrong.

Although the other party concealed the field on his body, she could feel a strong oppression from him, which made her shudder from deep within her body and mind.

This was a warning from the alienation organization, asking her to stay away from the person who posed an extreme threat to her. This was not something she could control by her own will. On the contrary, the deeper she trained in the alienation organization, the stronger this perception became. She had come into contact with similar people before, so she knew what this meant.

She stared at Chen Chuan's handsome young face and his lacquered eyes, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "I never thought that Yu Zhen's son is actually a fighter!"

She said, "If I had known the fighter was coming, I should have prepared earlier. I'm sorry." Having said that, she clasped her hands together and bowed forward.

Chen Chuan leaned slightly to the side and clasped his fists in response, "Thank you for your courtesy, senior."

Fang Zhuoying said very seriously: "Every fighter should be treated with adequate courtesy. This is our respect for skills and martial arts."

Fighters had a special status in the old times. They were usually given titles such as Wu Zong and Lu Xian by the people. They were the highest goal pursued by many fighting schools in the old times.

To reach this state, both the body and the mind have undergone hardships and tempering that are unimaginable to ordinary people, and have achieved true perfection.

Once one crosses this realm, one reaches an inhuman level, completely different from ordinary people. One can even be said to be a different kind of creature. The usual rules of the past are not applicable to such people. When facing such people, the identity of an old friend or senior is nothing at all.

She and Yu Zhen have a teacher-student relationship, but not Chen Chuan, and the latter has never received her favor or care. Chen Chuan is polite to her, but she cannot take it seriously, especially as she is a person with an extreme pursuit of the way of fighting, and she cannot allow herself to be rude in front of someone with such achievements.

She immediately wanted to close the pavilion, refuse to receive other guests, and then light up all the bowl-zan flowers in the pavilion. This flower, which blooms once every fifty years, is used to express admiration and respect for the distinguished guests.

Chen Chuan saw what she meant, and he immediately said, "Senior Fang, I came here for my own business this time, and I don't intend to let too many people know."

Fang Zhuoying changed his mind and said apologetically, "I didn't think it through."

With her experience, it was not difficult to understand that a fighter would not appear here for no reason. Maybe visiting her was just an excuse. She had also heard recently that there were some unclear issues between the Besa Khanate and the Dashun government, so the so-called matter might be related to the negotiations between the two countries.

She said solemnly, "Please come in and talk to me, Mr. Chen."

Chen Chuan nodded, and walked into the inner tent as she greeted him, and sat down on the carpet seat with low armrests. Fang Zhuoying clapped her hands, and someone immediately brought up a silver wine jug and teapot, placed them aside, and lit some incense.

In a place called Balktu, kumis and safflower tea are essential for entertaining guests, and they appear even at the most distinguished banquets. Of course, fighters usually don't drink alcohol, so she picked up the teapot, poured a cup of fragrant honey safflower tea for Chen Chuan, and then raised it to toast.

Chen Chuan picked up the teacup and took a sip. After putting it down, he said, "Senior Fang, I came here this time to ask you about my mother's past."

Fang Zhuoying said, "Are you going to ask about Xiaozhen's past? About her disappearance?"

"Senior knows?"

Fang Zhuoying said seriously, "If Mr. Chen wants to ask about this, I'm afraid he will be disappointed. Although I was still in China at that time and heard about this, I didn't know the whole story. I have taught many students, but I only guided them on the road of fighting. I would not interfere or ask about the students' future. At that time, I heard that Xiaozhen was in charge of a security mission. It seemed that she was escorting an important person. I didn't know her identity. I only knew that she and the important person disappeared together. I heard this from other students, and the news may be distorted."

Chen Chuan nodded. This missing person was also something he needed to figure out next, but for now he needed to find another clue first.

He said: "I learned from some information left in the past that my mother had invited a teacher to teach me fighting skills, but this person never showed up. I thought if this person is still alive, he might know something.

From the information, I can tell that this teacher is good friends with my mother, and they are very likely former classmates, which means they both studied under me. So I would like to ask you if you know which of my mother's classmates she has a better relationship with."

Fang Zhuoying recalled for a moment and said, "Xiao Zhen is very strong-willed and has average relationships with many of her fellow disciples. However, there are two people who are very close to Xiao Zhen. They are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is He Ruihai and the younger sister is He Zhilan. The He family girl is average in talent, but her perseverance is comparable to that of Yu Zhen, and she is very stubborn.

Her brother He Ruihai is more talented, practices more diligently, has a solid foundation, and is an honest and steady person. They are very close to Yu Zhen, and as far as I know, they often interacted with each other later. So if Xiao Zhen has ever found a teacher for you, and he is still my disciple, it should be them, or one of them. "

Chen Chuan thought about it. Regardless of whether these two people were the teacher, they were very close to his mother, but they never came to see him after his parents disappeared. His aunt also never mentioned these two people. There must be something going on.

Is it because they simply don't want to come, or is it to avoid some danger?
He asked: "Senior, do you know where these two are now?"

Fang Zhuoying said: "Before I went abroad, I heard that they had also been abroad for a period of time, but I heard from some of my disciples in their letters that they seemed to have returned to Dashun later. I have not had any contact with them for almost ten years."

She focuses on promoting her own fighting skills and concepts. She has taught at least hundreds of disciples in the past few decades, and she doesn't really care about how her disciples develop in the future.

Although Chen Chuan was unable to get the exact whereabouts from her, he just wanted to know the specific name. After all, with a clear target, it would be much easier to find someone.

He thanked her and said, "Thank you, senior."

Fang Zhuoying said, "Mr. Chen, you are too polite. I am just telling you something I already know. But there is something that Mr. Chen can take back. Please wait a moment."

She stood up and went into the inner room at the back. After a while, she came out and handed a soft-cover notebook to Chen Chuan.

"This is what your mother Yu Zhen wrote about her experience in fighting when she was studying with me. When we parted, she left this notebook to me as a souvenir, but I think it would be more appropriate to give it to you."

Chen Chuan took it, opened it and had a look. The notebook was written with neat and beautiful handwriting. Every stroke was written carefully and deeply. Just from the notes, one could tell that the writer was a very serious girl.

He touched the slightly concave marks of the characters with his fingers, feeling the force, as well as the emotions and will conveyed by them. He couldn't help but feel a heartfelt intimacy and resonance in his body and mind.

He looked up and said, "Thank you, Senior. I will take it back with audacity."

Fang Zhuoying said seriously: "This should have originally belonged to you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Chuan said at this time: "When I came here just now, I saw the senior's disciples using a confrontational training technique. This set of skills is very profound and should have been summarized and refined by predecessors. After practicing this method to a deep level, the fighter will have an extremely strong physique and a strong spirit.

But all these changes actually revolve around one main point, which is to leave no "gaps". Gaps are not only the continuity of fighting skills, but also the inner spiritual practice. By eliminating the "gaps", the barriers between body and spirit can be broken, and finally a state of flawless perfection can be achieved."

When Fang Zhuoying heard Chen Chuan mention fighting, her spirits perked up, her attitude became noticeably more positive, and there was a hint of fanaticism in her.

She said sincerely: "Mr. Chen is indeed a martial artist. He recognized the core of our style at a glance. That's right! The essence of our Wujian style lies in the word 'Wujian'."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "But I think there is still something missing."

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(End of this chapter)