In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Hearing Shangguan Pomegranate's introduction, Lin Xiaolu and the others were a little confused, they were all surprised and didn't know what to say.

The amount of information was too much, and they were too young to accept it for a while.

At this moment, Lin Xiaolu was even more astonished. He suddenly recalled that when he was seven years old, he was fooled by the storyteller, saying that there was a poor Taoist priest at the entrance of the village, and as long as he robbed him, he would definitely get benefits. In the end, I really believed it, and I was so stupid that I took my sister and ran to rob, and then I met Li Mingru.

And then... I became the disciple of the world's number one Marshal Li Mingru.

Lin Xiaolu suddenly felt that everything was as planned, thinking that if he had a chance, he would really have to go back to the village and ask his husband.

After breakfast, several young people set off again, Jiang Ning was driving the carriage, Lin Xiaolu was sitting next to her holding a handsome duck, Wugou and Shangguan Shiliu were sitting in the carriage, leisurely walking along the official road .

In the morning, the carriage left Danyang City Gate, drove all the way, and finally arrived at the border of Yuan Kingdom, a city named Fufeng, before dark.

After passing the checkpoint of the city gate, Jiang Ning happily said to the boy beside him while riding the carriage:

"Fufeng is a well-known hometown of swordsmanship. Xiaolu, haven't you always wanted to learn martial arts? You can learn swordsmanship here."

The drowsy boy who was hugging the handsome duck at the side woke up instantly when he heard the sword technique.

"Wow! What kind of knife technique is there?"

Jiang Ning smiled slightly: "I don't know too well, I just remember that it used to be a sword technique specially used to deal with Japanese pirates in Japan."

Japanese pirates?

Lin Xiaolu was a little dazed when he heard this word for the first time, and the handsome duck in his arms explained to him: "East Japan is an island country, outside China, where there was a war with China, and then they lost .”

"Are there any immortal cultivators there?" Lin Xiaolu asked.

"There must be, the Dongying monk who was beaten by Li Mingru with a feather duster and called him father." Shuai Shuai Ya said casually.

Lin Xiaolu: ...(?i_i?)

Well, now he has completely numb to the strength of his boss, and there is no wave in his heart.

Even if Shuai Shuai Ya told him next time that the boss is not human, he probably wouldn't be surprised.

The handsome duck in his arms continued to introduce and said with a flat mouth: "Many years ago, Dongpu fought with the countries of China, and both the monks from Dongpu and the warriors from Dongpu all mobilized to invade China.

The two sides also made an agreement before the war that mortals and mortals should not intervene in the battle between mortals and immortals. Mortals fight against mortals, and immortals fight against immortals. Fighting, and the sword technique of the Yuan Kingdom, which was specially designed to restrain the Japanese Bushido, was probably created by the martial arts masters at that time. "

"Wow~ that's really cool!" Lin Xiaolu yelled out straight away, he thought it was a very cool thing for all the martial arts schools in the land of China to come out together.

The young man hugged the handsome duck and asked excitedly: "Are the monks from Dongpu powerful? Are all the monks from China also dispatched?"

"It's quite powerful. Dongpu has all kinds of ninjutsu yin and yang techniques with strange means, and the monks in Dongpu are very united, unlike ours in Shenzhou. As for the monks in Shenzhou?"

The well-informed Shuai Ya squatted and hummed: "Our monks in Shenzhou didn't even know they invaded, because they hadn't crossed the East China Sea yet, Li Mingru stood proudly on the top of the East China Sea with a feather duster, alone All the Dongying monks that were drawn completely collapsed."

After finishing speaking, Shuai Shuai Ya raised his duck head, looked at Lin Xiaolu and said:

"Your boss smoked for a long time, even the emperor over there. After smoking, he complained about their cheeks, saying that his hands were sore."

Lin Xiaolu: ...(?i_i?)

As soon as Shuai Shuai Ya finished speaking, Shangguan Pomegranate in the carriage hummed unconvinced:

"Li Mingru is too much!"

Shangguan Shiliu poked out a small face from the curtain of the car, and said angrily:

"At that time when he went to Donghai, my father sent a voice transmission to him and asked him to leave a few for my father to smoke as well. But when my father arrived in Donghai, he had already smoked all of them and didn't give any to my father. Stay, my father was so angry that he almost broke up with him."

"Pfft~hahahaha."

Everyone laughed out loud, even Wugou who was chanting scriptures couldn't hold back the laughter.

With cheerful laughter, the carriage drove into Fufeng City and arrived at a rather luxurious inn.

As in the past, a few young people had a hearty meal, and then Lin Xiaolu said that he would visit the martial arts school here tomorrow, and let the other party teach him the knife skills for dealing with Japanese pirates in Japan, so let everyone stay with him two days.

Naturally, everyone didn't have any objections. After all, although Xiaolu was not in tune, he became the backbone of this group of people at some point, and everyone agreed with talking and laughing.

That night, nothing special happened, everyone slept soundly, except Jiang Ning and Wugou felt a little strange, for some reason it has been so long, and the Cloud Bone Sect didn’t send any new ones. Here come the assassins.

The next day, early in the morning, several of them ate breakfast together, and especially tasted a special food called Shengjian Bao in Fufeng.

This stuff is really delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it squeaks and becomes greasy in one bite, Lin Xiaolu ate more than 120 in one go, scaring the shopkeeper and the staff of the inn and begging him to speak up.

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In the morning, outside the famous Qi Family Daoist Hall in Fufeng City, there were dozens of strong and strong men wielding iron knives. They were all heavy-backed, with big arms and round waists. They were sweating profusely in the early morning sun, causing countless passers-by to look at them frequently. .

The Qi Family Daoist Hall is the most famous martial arts hall in Fufeng. The warriors and disciples here are all excellent in martial arts. The most rare thing is their good character. They often help the people in the city. Always the first to stand up, the action is almost faster than the officers and soldiers of the Yamen, and is deeply loved by the local people.

And this is also because there is an unwritten rule for the owner of the Qi Family Martial Arts School to accept disciples.

Whether the apprenticeship fee is high or not, whether it is the material for martial arts, these are secondary, the main thing is to see the character of the apprentice, only after a year of inspection, it is confirmed that the person is of good character, can he formally apprentice in the Qi Family Taoist Hall Learn art.

At this moment, the gym owner, who is over fifty years old and has a big black beard, is just like usual, holding a teapot, watching the disciples practicing kung fu leisurely at the entrance of the gymnasium.

"Use a little force."

"Speak louder."

"Forearm, forearm straight!"

"Steady horses, pay attention to kicking the ground and exerting force when swinging the knife!"

He inspected them one by one, and was very pleased with the diligence of the apprentices. He was about to go back and sit down, but he accidentally found a childish child standing on the street next to the gymnasium, about twelve or thirteen years old. Little Taoist priests left and right.

At this moment, the little Taoist priest was watching his apprentices practicing martial arts with those big round eyes without blinking.

The owner of the gym didn't care either, he was not afraid of people watching, on the contrary, he felt that the people in the city would feel more secure if they saw his disciples practicing martial arts diligently every day.

As for warriors, they want to keep one side safe, this is also the teaching left by our ancestors.

"Snack, there is a little Taoist priest watching you over there, show some real skills to others, let them know that with our Qi family gymnasium, no one can bully the common people here!" The Lord shouted to the disciples.

When the men heard this, they practiced even more vigorously, roaring and swinging their knives enthusiastically, showing Lin Xiaolu their strength and martial arts.

And the owner of the hall also started to shout directly:

"The basic movements are practiced here, and the next step is to practice the Japanese sword technique! Cuqi Dao posture! Let's go!"