Asking for Immortality in Another World

"Wu Er, Wu Song."

Gu Changsheng murmured to himself and blinked several times.

Regardless of whether this Wu Song is similar to the one in his memory.

When this kid can grow up, Gu Changsheng himself doesn't know where he might have run away at that time?

So, it doesn't matter.

Besides, can he, who owns a martial arts studio, refuse people to come to practice martial arts?

Not to mention that the Gu family and the Wu family are considered family friends.

"Uncle Wu, I'll see you off."

Gu Changsheng carefully supported the depressed Wu Dalang and sent him all the way to the door of the martial arts hall. Gu Changsheng stopped immediately.

If you say you don’t leave the martial arts gym, you will never leave the martial arts gym even half a step!

"O Changsheng, this boy of mine has troubled you more."

Still can't rest assured about Wu Song and Wu Dalang.

Among the people known to the Wu family, it was lucky to have a "big shot" like Gu Changsheng.

That's right, for many people in Yuzhou City, let alone third-rate warriors, even low-level warriors are unattainable big shots.

No matter when, the status of warriors in this world is very high.

It is not that dynasties and warriors share the world.

But warriors and dynasties share the world!

Didn’t Emperor Xuan also rely on warriors to conquer the world?

Moreover, he himself is a famous master warrior.

As for scholars?

He's just a mere pawn and a loser!

When a common man is angry, he can even take ten steps of blood splattering.

Not to mention warriors?

Each dynasty will have its own organization responsible for managing the world and warriors.

In history, there have been Jinyiwei, Dongchang, Xichang and Neichang.

And now it seems that this kind of organization in Daxuan is already being formed. It seems to be called something - Xuanwu Division!

Organizations like this are generally called Imperial Eagle Dogs in the world.

But no matter how fierce the name is, it can stop children from crying at night.

When it comes to this small southwestern city, Yuzhou City, its influence is already close to non-existent.

It is difficult to influence Gu Changsheng now.

With great difficulty, he managed to reach the upper level in this city.

I still want to live peacefully for another ten or twenty years.

Big cities may be prosperous, but they are not suitable for him.

It is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

…

Gu Changsheng sent Wu Dalang away, he could feel it.

Wu Dalang's physical function is no longer very good.

Maybe there are not many years left to live.

And in this city, there are not many old friends he knew back then.

Old friends left one after another.

Time, time, and years make people grow old.

It is also the most capable of changing a person.

Because of the gap in time, identity, etc.

Gu Changsheng has not changed, but Wu Dalang is no longer what he was before.

Perhaps, in the future, time will change him.

Because people will always be changed as they experience more things.

But at least he is still the same now, and his heart is still the same as before.

In the martial arts training ground, more than a dozen teenagers are practicing.

Wu Song is also among them.

Shao Yue and Wei Zhen were giving instructions to these teenagers.

It was also after Gu Changsheng became the head of the Izumo Martial Arts School.

Only then did I realize that the reason why the cost of going to a martial arts studio in Yuzhou City to learn martial arts was so similar was that it had indeed been discussed in advance.

The pricing power lies in the hands of the three major martial arts schools in the past.

Now in the hands of the two major martial arts schools.

No matter how you charge, all the martial arts schools in Yuzhou City can't charge less than five taels of silver a month, and it takes at least two months to start.

This is the bottom line between the two major martial arts schools!

Such a charging standard, even if it is slightly higher, will be most beneficial to the two major martial arts schools.

No matter how dissatisfied other martial arts schools are, they can only hold it in.

The world of warriors is so simple and pure.

Strong is strong, weak is weak!

The former Izumo Martial Arts School was also a beneficiary of this set of rules.

As for now, a good man will not mention his bravery in the past!

After Gu Changsheng became the owner of the museum, he still followed the previous charging standards.

Before you have enough strength, it is best not to challenge the existing rules. You have to admit when you lose and stand at attention when you are beaten.

Didn't you see that Shanshan and Benlei are now not taken out of the Yunwu Hall to play together?

You are in despair, Brother Gu.

…

"Hey, new here?"

On the practice ground, everyone else was resting.

Only Wu Song was still familiar with the Izumo Palm meticulously and conscientiously.

Suddenly, a young man sitting on the ground shouted to him.

"Is something wrong?" Wu Song asked without looking back.

"I heard that you and the owner of the museum know each other, is it true?"

The man asked curiously.

The other teenagers heard the conversation between the two and looked over.

"So what if we know each other? So what if we don't know each other?"

Wu Song was still practicing Izumo Palm, even though sweat had slipped from his forehead to his cheeks and chin, his whole body remained unmoved.

There is quite a feeling of an ascetic.

"Then if you talk like that, you'll get beaten easily."

The young man raised his chin and said proudly.

People who talk too loudly in the arena are indeed prone to being stabbed.

But generally speaking people are not simple either.

Far from being comparable to a passerby like him.

It seems that he has won now, but in fact he has lost completely.

"I heard that when the gym leader started practicing martial arts, it took more than a month to get started with Izumo Palm. I, Cao Annan, will definitely become a martial artist like the gym leader in the future, even a second-rate martial artist!"

The young man spread his arms at this time, and his whole body was full of ambition.

Wei Zhen, who was not far away, looked at the excited expressions of these young people.

He couldn't help but smile slightly and shook his head.

How could it be so easy for a third-rate warrior or a second-rate warrior?

If he could become a third-rate warrior, he would have already been one.

Still too young.

To be honest, he admired the owner a little.

Such a poor martial arts talent can actually reach the third-rate level.

He has a better talent than the gym owner, so why not work hard?

…

At noon, when the cafeteria opens for dinner.

Gu Changsheng took off the gourd tied around his waist.

There are more than ten years of old wine in it.

Looking at several meat dishes and a large bowl of medicinal food in front of him.

Only then did I realize that there was no one in the canteen at this point.

If you don’t work hard, there might be something wrong with your brain!

"Old Wangtou, where is this man?"

Gu Changsheng asked the man in charge of cooking in the martial arts canteen in confusion.

Back then, when he was still learning martial arts at the martial arts school, Lao Wangtou, who was just a young boy at that time, was already in the cafeteria of the Izumo martial arts school.

Just one meal of the cooked food made him feel distressed.

After so many years, Lao Wangtou finally became a "daughter-in-law and a mother-in-law". Until now, he is the only one left in the cafeteria of the entire martial arts school.

He can be called the king of boiling!

Barely, he can be regarded as half a member of the martial arts school.

"They are still practicing outside." Lao Wang said with his head exposed from behind.

Gu Changsheng: "??"