[Comprehensive martial arts] Master let me cultivate myself

When Bai Xiaosheng ushered in two new stalkers, Shi Nian had already entered the city of Zhengzhou.

She went straight to the goal of hanging Bai Xiaosheng on the city wall after coming down from Songshan Mountain, so she naturally didn't have time to go into the city.

But she can clearly see the people coming and going on the city wall. She is naturally clearer than others whether Hu Bugui, whom the old man Tianji said is not easy to measure, has come here.

But what she didn't expect was that when she saw Hu Bugui, she saw You Longsheng beside him.

It's just that I haven't seen him all night, and the young man can no longer see the romantic spirit of yesterday's BMW golden saddle.

He seemed to be drunk, and he didn't care that his handsome face was covered with muddy water. He firmly grasped the sleeve of the beggar beside him, and desperately passed the wine jug he was holding in his other hand towards him.

And the beggar beside him, with a yellow face under a broken felt hat, a rosaceous nose, and a bent back, looked like a serious beggar no matter what.

You Longsheng's drunkenness made him completely unaware that Shi Nian had walked in front of him.

It was already high in the sun, but he was still huddling under the sunshade made of broken sacks made of beggars, looking extraordinarily carefree.

"Drink...drink!" He pushed the flagon towards the beggar again.

The beggar grinned stupidly, took his wine jug and suddenly threw it back in disgust, "Your wine is not good!"

You Longsheng frowned and frowned, as if he was about to jump up and fight with the opponent, but he just leaned back dejectedly: "Do you know who I am! How dare you say that my wine is not good? Will...will drink bad wine..."

The beggar seemed to be a mentally ill lunatic, clapping his hands and laughing: "You are you, I am me, who knows why you drink bad wine and grab the bed with the beggar."

You Longsheng's eyes turned red, he tried to open them a little bit, and felt someone standing in front of him, but his figure was completely blurred by the backlight, so he could only turn his head to look at the beggar in the shadow.

He saw what he was like at the moment from the eyes of the fool.

If you don't tell others, no one can tell that he is the young master of Hidden Sword Villa in his current embarrassed and desolate appearance. I'm afraid it is reasonable to say that he is a tramp from a poor family.

He didn't dare to look at himself anymore, and suddenly saw the bamboo sword that the beggar put behind him, he grabbed the love-destroying sword beside him and handed it over.

"You said my wine is not good, then...then my sword is better than your bamboo sword!" You Longsheng raised his voice, and the beggar seemed to be taken aback by his sudden move.

You Longsheng couldn't tell whether it was flushed from anger or drunk, he said loudly: "I will exchange my sword with your bamboo sword."

The year was dumbfounding.

You Longsheng, the old man of hidden dragon and the descendant of Xue Yingzi, was let out after learning his swordsmanship but seemed to be still a child.

His deal of exchanging swords with beggars is not known whether it was affected by Shi Nian's action of throwing the Seizing Sword back to him yesterday, or maybe there are several people on the weapon list, but in fact the weapons are not as good as His Seizing Sword is famous, but everyone ranks above him.

But he felt that holding this weapon would defile a good sword instead, so when even the beggars disliked his wine, he suddenly wanted to exchange the famous sword for the bamboo sword.

But this love seizing sword has been with him for so long, how can he be willing to part with it.

When he handed the sword out, his five fingers were still clasping the blade tightly, and his eyes were a little wet.

Thinking of yesterday's defeat, he gritted his teeth again, made a decision, let go and threw the sword into the beggar's arms, and was about to reach for the bamboo sword, but suddenly felt a gentle wind blowing his body away. The sword was blown back in front of him.

"Master You Shaozhuang, your sword may not be as good as his bamboo sword, why make such a deal."

You Longsheng recognized the voice of Shi Nian.

Her phrase "urgent but not harsh, complex but not pure" was like a curse that echoed in his mind last night.

It's not that he can't accept his failure, but he can't accept that his swordsmanship is said to be useless, and even the world-famous Seduction Sword 300 years ago is like broken copper in her eyes.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that a bright knife light hit directly in the shadow that made him want to hide in the darkness, and the target was not him, but the beggar.

Instinctively, he drew out the Love Seizing Sword and wanted to block him, but suddenly he saw this beggar who said a lot of nonsense last night and drank the whole purse of wine worth two silvers. Capturing the speed of drawing the sword, he blocked Shi Nian's sword with the bamboo sword beside him.

No, the saber is not a saber, but the finger of the girl in Tsing Yi who struck out lightly, holding the aura of the saber.

The sword is not a sword, but this beggar Wufeng's bamboo sword, which looks like a child's toy.

But what You Longsheng felt was a state where picking flowers and picking leaves at the peak of martial arts could hurt people, which he was completely powerless to contend with. He just got closer and felt a pain on his face.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, but he didn't know whether it was the saber or the sword that caught him, the unlucky bastard. Now there was a bloodstain on his already embarrassed face, and there was a bright red spot on his fingertips. color.

The pain and bleeding seemed to wake him suddenly from his drunkenness.

He didn't know why the beggar who drank with him last night was a rare swordsman, and he didn't know whether he had to hold his breath in order not to disturb anyone in the tense atmosphere between him and Shi Nian.

However, when he saw Shi Nian smiled, he seemed to withdraw his hand in tacit understanding with the beggar, and the imminent killing intent disappeared immediately.

The beggar's hunchback straightened suddenly. When You Longsheng first met him, he felt that his figure would be tall and tall if he was not bent. Now, although he is still sitting, there is an invisible "Why did you stop him from getting my sword?"

This beggar is none other than Jian Jue Hu Bu Gui.

Shi Nian felt a little funny after hearing such a criticism from him. "Senior Hu, are you going to accept disciples?"

"Accept any apprentices, no apprentices!" Hu Bugui immediately put on a straight face, although no matter how funny his face looked, he couldn't see any momentum, "I'm the only one who doesn't accept apprentices." Everyone knows that I am used to being moody and insane, but it is because this kid is not so good at pretending, and he does not make me feel nauseous like some people, so I plan to teach him a few tricks."

He put his hands on You Longsheng's shoulders. The hooking of his shoulders and backs when he was drinking was obviously completely different from that at this time. You Longsheng felt that he was being held by a hand with strong adhesion, and he had no possibility of breaking free.

How did he know that Hu Bugui possessed the kung fu of sticking clothes and [-] falls in his hands, as well as the wrestling kung fu he learned when he traveled far beyond the Great Wall, how could ordinary people be able to handle it.

"Boy, do you want to learn my sword skills?"

Before You Longsheng had time to reply, Shi Nian had already interjected: "Senior Hu, if you want to recruit disciples, you have to be more famous than Senior Xue Yingzi, right? Otherwise, don't worry about whether the owner of You Shaozhuang is a A mediocrity in the way of swordsmanship is still a genius, and you will most likely have the title of picking up the wrong ones."

Hu Bugui frowned, "I want to teach two tricks, but can it still be a mediocrity?"

Shi Nian pursed his lips and smiled but didn't speak.

Whether it is a genius or a mediocrity has to come up with the facts.

As for Hu Bugui's level of kendo, if he wants to prove that he is not inferior to Xue Yingzi back then, instead of seizing his "inheritance" and continuing to teach, he also has to show his real tricks in front of the heroes of the world.

"If you can recognize me at a glance, you should know that I never care about other people's opinions." Hu Bugui stuffed the wooden sword to You Longsheng, and his action was full of strong buying and selling.

"But senior, would you rather take this good opportunity and not fight against an opponent who has seen through the next door?" Shi Nian asked, "It seems that I can still fight against the heroes of this world, but only you, senior, are left." It's just one."

Hu Bugui raised his eyes, and a ray of light that was completely different from his disguise flashed across his eyes. "Where to fight?"

"Senior, why bother to ask a question whose answer is already obvious."

Of course it is Shaolin!

At this time, on the stone steps of Songshan Mountain, a person was rushing down the mountain quickly.

Shaolin prides itself on being a model of orthodoxy, although it has declined over the past few decades, according to Master Xinhu, it still has to follow the rules.

They gathered these martial arts masters here, and if they want to take down that vicious witch and rescue Bai Xiaosheng, they have to follow the path of courtesy first and soldiers later.

The person they sent to talk to people first to see if they can make that little demon girl surrender by virtue of the prestige of the big guys gathering together is Mr. Zhao Zhengyi, who is known as the unselfish and selfless in the world. Li Yuan, the sworn elder brother of Long Xiaoyun, the current owner of Xingyun Village.

Of course, a person like Long Xiaoyun will have several sworn brothers in the Jianghu, and everyone knows this well.

However, Zhao Zhengyi still has some skills in the end. His majestic face, high cheekbones, and gray beard, because of the natural evil spirit between his brows, seem to be very respectable.

He glanced back at the moment when the snow in the mountains had completely receded, leaving only Shaolin with its eaves piercing into the clouds and a series of palaces and pavilions, and felt that they really looked up to that little girl too much.

Even though she has some good skills, the ethos of ranking seniority in today's arena has been practiced for a long time, let alone a woman.

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that Shaolin's Master Xinhu was too cautious. When he arrived in Zhengzhou City, he would first show his name of being stern and selfless. He couldn't hold his head up in front of the crowd.

At this moment, his dream of thinking logically was interrupted by the accident that a person walking up the mountain path almost squeezed him off the mountain path.

He wanted to trouble her, but when he saw this muscular woman snorting coldly at him, he almost asked her master to come out if he dared to have any doubts, so that Mr. Zhao couldn't bear it. written on the face.

Zhao Zhengyi decided that he was too lazy to bother with her, and it was better to go to business first.

Of course, part of the reason was that he knew that this fat woman was named Supreme Treasure, and she was one of the female disciples of the Great Huanxi Bodhisattva who had received the true instruction.

He felt a little unhappy, so he wanted to make up for it during this "mission".

However, when he walked outside the city of Zhengzhou, even though he was over fifty, his eyes were not as good as when he was young, he could tell that the orderly Tornado Riders outside the city and the disciples of the Divine Sword Hall seemed to be independent. The faction is actually in a joint state, and they are looking after Bai Xiaosheng who feels almost dehydrated.

They are with that witch!

He hurriedly continued to look at the city wall, and the first thing he saw was naturally the girl in Tsing Yi lying leisurely on the tower.

She did not know where to get an umbrella stand from a merchant, and even got the permission of the city officials, and just put it on it like that, with a look of contempt for all the heroes in the world.

Zhao Zhengyi's words of reprimand were already on his lips, and thinking of the black and white camp that could send him a cavalry charge at any time, he decided to polish his words a little, but suddenly saw that the people under the tower were not ordinary martial arts master.

With You Longsheng as the leader, young talents from prominent families gathered together. Although I don't know why the young master of Hidden Sword Villa looked at a beggar respectfully from time to time, and he himself not only carried the famous sword on his back. He also carried a dirty wooden sword on his back.

He looked to the side, and saw two more acquaintances, Lu Fengxian, who was known as the silver halberd Wenhou, and Guo Songyang, the iron sword.

It's just that he also felt that the behavior of these two people was a bit abnormal. One looked at the girl in Tsing Yi with lingering fear, while the other looked at the Divine Sword Hall below with great interest.

And on this city wall, there are a few people whose names he can guess but have never met before, such as Whip God Ximenrou, such as Blue Scorpion.

These masters did not have the same atmosphere of harmonious conversation as those in Shaolin Temple, but Zhao Zhengyi couldn't see that they were standing on the same front at this time.

This should not have gathered so many masters from the Jianghu. To be precise, in Zhao Zhengyi's view, the girl in Tsing Yi who should be condemned by the martial arts people seemed to be completely unaware of the arrival of this senior who was respected by the Jianghu, and suddenly stood up and watched. to the distance.

In the place filled with smoke and dust over there, a convoy slowly moved towards this side.

Zhao Zhengyi unconsciously looked over.

This group of people was not as imposing as Tornado Rider and Shendaotang, but they were undoubtedly too high-profile, especially the two carriages in this team.

Traveling in the city, such a carriage can at most be considered a luxury, but on the road, the jewels that brightly adorn the outer wall of the carriage are a clear target.

If it weren't for the fact that the flower protectors surrounding the carriage were capable enough, the robbers on the road would be so greedy that they would definitely win.

Zhao Zhengyi also looked straight into the eyes.

In the team, he saw his nominal sworn brother Long Xiaoyun and his good son who was just over ten years old, as well as many regular customers in Xingyun Villa, and many new faces he had never seen before. .

This made him vaguely guess about the people in the carriage.

Sure enough, after he saw the carriages and horses stop, the door of one of the carriages was pushed open, and a beautiful face, which could not be suppressed by brocade and brocade, was revealed in front of the people. When the carriage came, she was Zhao Zhengyi's ideal in both her figure and appearance.

But today she seems not as radiant as when she was in Xingyun Manor, and there is a kind of melancholy and depression hidden on her face.

Zhao Zhengyi suspected that he was thinking too much.

However, when he saw that the door of another carriage seemed to be blown open by the wind, he suddenly understood why Lin Xian'er, the number one beauty in the martial arts world, appeared to be in such a downwind state.

The man showed a hand, the five fingers were slender, and there was an extraordinarily light and noble posture, which was enough to make people daydream.

Then came the water-red sleeves and skirt, and then the gorgeous and youthful face of the person in the car.

Zhao Zhengyi was so far away, but he seemed to be able to see the other party's beautiful and even more graceful face. She floated to the ground like a piece of fire lotus, and looked casually towards the tower, the corners of her lips curled up. A mesmerizing smile.

Even the swaying of the skirt in the two steps of walking seemed to have a temptation to let people's eyes fall on her.

Compared with her, Lin Xian'er more than lost a point of temperament.

"Look, I just said that the style of that beautiful woman is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Don't be too disappointed. After all, this beautiful woman is definitely not as good as you." Lan Scorpion moved closer to Shi Nian and said.

Shi Nian's mouth twitched.

Just relying on saying it from someone else's mouth is completely different from seeing it with your own eyes.

Even though she was ready to meet Wang Lianhua in women's clothing, she didn't expect her to be like this at all.

This face still retains a bit of Wang Lianhua's own facial features, but with the exquisite disguise technique, it is completely impossible to see that it is played by a man. Pure without makeup.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to praise his demeanor and demeanor, or to praise his ability to disguise himself as unique in the world, which made her feel that she still had a long way to go.

Zhao Zhengyi, who is here to be a lobbyist, has already walked towards Long Xiaoyun. Both of them looked in Wang Lianhua's direction as if there was nothing in their eyes, but they still behaved in a serious manner. They bowed to each other and wished each other well.

"I don't know why Brother Xian came here this time?" Zhao Zhengyi asked.

As the sworn brother who was treated so specially by Long Xiaoyun, he felt that he was being watched by quite a few people. Although these people might not have recognized him before, they must know who he is now.

At this time, he didn't dare to look at those two beauties again, for fear that they would focus on him as well, which would cause cracks in his well-disguised expression.

"To tell you the truth, Miss Wang has a family tradition of martial arts. I heard that this place is going to rearrange the weapon spectrum, so I wanted to join in the fun." Long Xiaoyun looked filled with righteous indignation, "Miss Wang is right. If there is no place for her to show her talent, I am overthinking myself, but I plan to come and help, and if I am lucky enough to be selected into the weapon list, it will be a joyous event for the glory of our ancestors!"

Zhao Zhengyi's eyes darkened when he heard this.

How could he fail to see that among the group of people in front of him, there are very few people with real skills.

Whatever is selected into the weapon spectrum, it is not bad to save one's life.

But this group of people is also the most pretending person he has ever seen in his life. When it comes to business reputation, he may not be the top among this group of people. For example, Qin Xiaoyi is a good one.

They are even more able to turn black into white, and find an excuse for what they obviously have no reason to do. The group in Shaolin can't speak against them.

And now they can be regarded as having the same purpose as that witch!

Rearrange the weapon spectrum!