Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

485

Father, a handsome and mature emperor man.

He is brave, he is tough, and he is handsome.

At this age when men of the same age are all potbellied, he, Gu Yichuan, has several middle-aged and elderly men with grown-up children in his family who still have abdominal muscles.

Oh, what a bully emperor.

A lot of old age will be caught by the oldest son of the eldest son because of sneaking.

Well, the kind of violent beating that was beaten all over the head with the brother who is the Generalissimo.

It's so miserable.

The two middle-aged and elderly brothers hugged their sad heads and felt wronged.

But no matter how wronged they are, what can they do?They couldn't beat it again.

What's even more frightening is that they even knew that their dear brother Jun was merciful when he bestowed their beloved Iron Fist.

Otherwise, judging from the increasingly outrageous force these years, the poor heads of middle-aged and elderly men would probably be blown away with his first punch.

Ah, Brother Jun, he is really a scary man.

In order to protect the body and the sea in his head, the elderly father made up his mind to make a final struggle.

His eyes were full of tears, a fierce tiger landed on the ground, and with a flutter, he fell obliquely on the ground like the concubines in the harem, propping the ground with one hand and touching tears with the other.

His voice is deep and moving, long and sad, deep and painful.

The pain was so severe that before Brother Jun opened his mouth, he took the first step and began to tell his helplessness and sadness as an emperor.

Father, a man who faced the dynasty from birth, but finally relied on himself and his brothers to turn the tide.

He has done many things in his life.He once wore clothes, angered horses, and pacified the rivers and rivers of troubled times with his brothers, but he never stepped on the land after peace.

He ascended the throne as a young man.

With strength and force, he forcibly overwhelmed and killed all blood relatives who stood in front of him, stepped on their blood, and climbed to the highest ninety-five position surrounded by like-minded brothers.

Not only for his ambition as a prince, but also for his and all his brothers' dreams.

Reproduce the free and prosperous peaceful world that only appeared in the book.

They achieved it, and it took the better part of their lives.From meeting on the battlefield when they were teenagers to going to the political arena hand in hand with young people, to now, the sunset is over.

Now that he is old, the brothers in the same robe are also leaving one by one under his watchful eyes.

Some rode cranes to the west, and some retired to the forest.

They're gone, all gone.

One by one, they left the battlefield where they went together.

They said that the world is at peace, life is safe, and Dayu's children finally have a land where they no longer need to cry.

It's time for them to go, too, and look around for the few years they have left.

To see this great river and mountain, to see the magnificent scenery they had never seen when they were young.

And what about him?

As an emperor, he has supreme power and a rich life.But at the same time, he was also imprisoned.

The chains called the imperial power, tightly and tightly, were pressed on the cold throne, watching their backs, drifting away.

"It's all gone." He sighed a long time.

Everyone says that the royal family is the most ruthless, and the emperor is the most unjust.But who would know that this ruthless and ungrateful person might be the most pathetic?

The royal father laughed, a little self-deprecating, a little resigned to fate.

He said he was used to it a long time ago, used to sitting on the throne, alone.

He raised his head slightly and stopped speaking, but there was a tear in the corner of his eye.

There is only one drop, crystal clear, in the corner of one of his eyes, refracting colorful light in the dim light.

"No." The Generalissimo at the side had already touched it at some point, and tightly held the left hand of the father with both hands, sobbing and weeping in a very cooperative manner.

"No! No! Chuan, you are not alone." He trembled, "You, you and me, brother!"

"Brother, you are tall." The emperor's teary eyes, "Get out, you are bigger than me, you are the elder brother."

The marshal suddenly choked up. He recalled his age, and burst into tears in the next breath, "I'm only three years old, that doesn't count."

"Three years old." Father pushed his paw away, "You are already fifty."

"I won't listen." The marshal covered his ears, "Men will be teenagers until they die. I won't listen."

"It's useless if you don't listen." Father Huang said harshly.

At this moment, the old man finally revealed his ruthless true face as an emperor.

He pushed the marshal's hand away, leaned into the marshal's ear and said loudly the words that pierced his good brother*'s heart, "Wake up, your grandson is five years old. And my son, the eldest son Gu Jun, he, Not married yet!"

"Even my sweetheart is a dream!"

dream!

Dream!

Brother Jun next to him couldn't take it anymore, and punched his father on the head.

You talk too much.

486

Father is dead.

Holding his injured head humbly, the sadness in his eyes would flow upstream.

He decided not to pretend, he wanted to confess.

"I'm abdicating," he said.

Brother Jun looked at him coldly, and his words were so crisp, like a cold wave in the northern region, "No."

The father clutched his chest, aching for his son's cruelty.

Yes.He knew, he should have known.

His beloved son Gu Jun is a born emperor, he has a god-like handsome face, a god-like nobility, and a god-like talent that makes countless mortals fall short.

Similarly, Ah Jun also has a natural coldness and cruelty, which is the indifference that the most lovable beauty in the world can turn a blind eye to when she is in trouble.

Oh, Gu Jun, what a cruel man.

He was so cruel that he could even refuse such a humble request from his closest and closest father.

Weeping Liao.

Father Huang and his brothers, you look at me, I look at you, and shed tears softly called the weakest.

He started again.Brother Jun looked at the two girls in front of him indifferently and thought.

Father, this man who seemed to die if he didn't act for a day, started again.This time he also brought his good partner, his brother Marshal.

Even, in order to cooperate with the brother's stretching, the father specially used a rare, clumsy and contrived acting skill this time.

Father said he was suffering, really.

As an emperor of a generation, not to mention eternal, he must be famous for his achievements in saving the world and governing the country.

But it is such a great him, but in the eyes of outsiders, he already has everything, but in fact he is so miserable.

It's hard to work day and night, but I don't see Hugh Mu.He worked hard to govern and serve the country and the people, but he couldn't even enjoy the food he loved.

He is the emperor, the ninety-five supreme, but he is also a prisoner.According to the rules of the royal family, the prisoner can only eat a maximum of three mouthfuls of each dish during the meal.

God, three mouthfuls!

Just three bites!Whether it's crystal elbow, roast chicken and duck, or the sweet-scented osmanthus honey cake after the meal, he can only eat three bites.

Damn it, tears came to my eyes, even Eunuch Mi beside him could eat the fourth bite.

And him?The majestic emperor, even if he ate an extra bite, he would be sprayed if the old censor found out.

And it's still the kind of spit on the face.

Ah, what a heavy throne.

It was so heavy that the elderly father became thinner day by day, making it difficult to move.

Brother Jun glanced at his father, who only had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and then at the unshaven face of the Generalissimo.

He calmly rolled up his father's sleeves and looked at his arms.

Good and full of muscles.

One can tell at a glance that he often touches fish and practice guns in the martial arts field, and one punch can kill the arm of a calf.

Is this getting thinner?

No, it's the father, he's farting again.

The aged father did not admit it.He said he was sick, really.Although it was not as serious as written in the letter, he was indeed ill.

The Generalissimo also nodded very cooperatively, and patted his huge chest muscles, "I testify."

Brother Jun squinted and gave Marshal Uncle a faint look.

Uncle Marshal and his father saw it, good guy, he actually showed a little bit of contempt and a little bit of contempt.

Ho!Such terrifying and sharp eyes.

"Let's talk." Junge pulled out a chair and sat down, his tone was calm and unwavering, but enough for his uncle and father who had experienced hardships to appreciate the danger and questioning.

He looked at the middle-aged and elderly *two people in front of him, at his father who obviously wanted to run away, and at his marshal uncle who had just handed in the memorial for returning home a few days ago.

Of course, this memorial was rejected by Brother Jun, without even looking at it, he threw it directly into the spinach kitchen stove and burned it.

"Who started?" he asked.

The emperor father and the marshal shrank their necks together.

Of course, the two brothers whispered together.

It was agreed, one handed the memorial and the other took advantage of Brother Jun's inattention to approve the reply, and then cooperated, asking the old marshal to get fake death medicine to help the father die suddenly and slip away.

But, can they admit this?

If he admitted it, wouldn't he be beaten to death by Ah Jun on the spot?

No, they don't want it, they don't want to go to hell with the rough guys!

So the two rough men looked at each other, and said in unison, "Fei Ju!"

"It's him, he sent a letter a few days ago." Father Huang said, "He said he was going out of the rivers and lakes again to find some evil king's relic."

"That's right." Uncle Marshal also nodded in agreement, "He even asked us if we would go. He was the one who seduced us, that's him."

Brother Jun believed them to be ghosts.

These two bad old men are very bad, so they knew to pour dirty water on people while Uncle Fei was away.Do you really think he doesn't remember Uncle Fei?

Who is Brother Jun?The top sword cultivator in the world, who was born with the mission of revitalizing the way of sword cultivation, is the true light of righteousness.

As a top swordsman, a natural talent, his memory is as good as his talent.

Not to mention Uncle Fei who enlightened him when he was three years old, but he still remembers his father, who *sneaked* kissed him while he was sleeping* when he was one year old.

What is Uncle Fei?The previous right prime minister, Wentao Wulu, has great wisdom and courage.

If we talk about the two literati who he most agrees with in this world, one is his brother Spinach, and the other must be his former enlightenment teacher and uncle Feiji.

In his memory, his Uncle Fei was a very elegant and intelligent man, although sometimes he would say some strange words suddenly, such as the evil king himself.

But generally speaking, he is a very attractive and reliable man, anyway, he is not at all the same as the father who will die if he doesn't act.

So Uncle Fei will call these two people to go to the rivers and lakes?

What a joke, even if Uncle Fei really had something to do, he would never call out to these two annoying actors, and even threatened them not to get in the way.

These two playwrights are so annoying, they are in high positions, and they have great intelligence. They are very reliable when they are doing business, but when they are not doing business, their brains are full of water.

Brother Jun thought about it for a while, and felt that an adjective commonly used by Spinach's mother was very suitable for them, that is, "chicken in elementary school."

The kind of elementary school chicken that can't grow up for decades.

Brother Jun has every reason to suspect that when Uncle Fei resigned from his old age and returned to his hometown, it was because he couldn't stand these two people.

In this regard, the father was the first to deny it.

How could a mature emperor with outstanding achievements like him make his Ah Ju angry?He is Ah Ju's best brother.

"Fart!" Uncle Marshal disagreed, "I'm the best with Ah Ju, I'm his half-brother."

"Nonsense." The father slapped the ground angrily, but halfway through the slap, he felt that he didn't have enough momentum, so he got up and slipped to his imperial table and slapped the table, "You mean it? You call him brother, will he respond?" ?”

Uncle Marshal recalled Ah Jun's face that although he could laugh but was as dangerous as Brother Jun's when angry, he consciously closed his mouth.

Seeing this, the father was very proud, and said again, "You said it was his own brother, then do you know why he resigned from his old age and returned to his hometown?"

He knows this!The marshal's eyes lit up immediately, and he blurted out without thinking, "Dementia."

Father was surprised.

God, what bullshit is this talking about?As far as Ah Ju's face that people believed in his twenties back then, could he be dementia?

At that time, when he went out, he was like a tweed in the imperial city.

Brother Jun, who was watching from the sidelines, was also taken aback.

Brother Jun was only three years old when Fei Ju resigned.He hadn't seen Uncle Fei for a few days, and the teacher who taught him had changed, so he also asked his father this question, asking where Uncle Fei had gone.

At that time, the father did not tell him directly, but looked at him deeply, stroked his hair, sighed and said, Uncle Fei was ill, very seriously ill, so he left and drove west. up.

Brother Jun clearly remembered the scene at that time, his father carried him and floated to the imperial garden, raised his hand and pointed at the ducks in the garden.

Well, Uncle Fei gave the duck when his father and mother got married.It seemed to be a tonic for the father, but the father was not willing to kill it, but put it in the pond of the imperial garden and raised it.

When my father said that Uncle Fei flew away on a crane, the then young Jun brother of course didn't believe a word.

After all, his Uncle Fei is very powerful. The day before he resigned, he was still hitting his father on the ground with a hammer.

While hammering, there was a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

Just this, just this can go west?It is more likely that the father will choke to death on the bone after eating roast chicken.

Facts have proved that Uncle Fei did not fly away, and is even alive and well.In the deep mountains and old forests that belonged to him, he lived a quiet and peaceful life without being harassed by elementary school chickens.

What's this?This is probably happiness.

But now, his happiness is about to disappear.Because he left his deep mountain, and was about to be caught by the elementary school chicken again.

He was caught by the rough men who had been squatting outside him all the time, ready to capture Ah Ju at any moment.

It's a pity that at this time, Ah Ju didn't know this terrible fact.

He is still wandering freely outside, in the name of Shi Zhixuan, the number one master of the demon sect, the evil king, looking for his relic and the daughter who was abducted by the wild man outside.

And the royal father here also felt that it was time to tell Aiko*, the one who concealed it because he didn't want to pollute Aiko's young heart.

The kind covered up with white lies.

By the way, he can also help Ah Ju to defend to another marshal brother, and restore Ah Jun's dignity as the peony of the imperial city.

He patted Brother Jun on the shoulder and said, "No."

"It's soul-splitting disease." Father Huang said very sadly and solemnly, "Ah Ju, because of the emotional problems with Madam, he was deeply hit, and he, he split."

He split, split into two, one is the well-known elegant literati Fei Ju, and the other is the arrogant and domineering Shi Zhixuan.

Arrogant, very villainous.

Ah, Ah Ju, what a bitter man.

Perhaps because he was afraid that his brothers would be worried, he didn't even want to tell them about this terrible illness, but the witty father discovered it by himself.

He also paid a painful price for this, the price of being almost beaten to death by Shi Zhixuan.

But it doesn't matter, the father never bears a grudge against Ah Ju, because he knows that his Ah Ju is just sick.

He likes to smile evilly and is as sick as the villain in the storybook.

Uncle Marshal was taken aback, "Damn, what kind of disease is this? Don't you just like to play some crazy literature?"

"It's as if no one knows about it. What's there to hide? I brought him the first book about crazy literature that he read." Uncle Marshal forced, "Start from my hometown."

Wait, starting point?Crazy literature, storybook?In the barracks?

Father Huang and A Jun narrowed their handsome eyes when they heard the words, and both father and son cast a death stare at Marshal Uncle.

Uncle Marshal's face froze, and he jumped up the next moment, trying to run away with his lightness kung fu.

Unexpectedly, before he got up and flew, his virtuous nephew Brother Jun had already appeared behind him, holding his shoulder with one hand.

The father on the other side also jumped up on the spot, and a fierce tiger grabbed the Marshal Uncle's neck.

"It's you!" Father said grimly, "So it's you! I said long ago that you are not allowed to read scripts in the camp, you still read it, and show it to Fei Ju. You, you don't know that Fei Ju will believe it." Is it?"

The royal father roared angrily, "He is from the Demon Sect! He is from the Demon Sect! Before he came out, he devoted himself to practicing martial arts and never read the scriptures! He is just a piece of black paper filled with black ink, and he will scatter randomly when he touches it."

"How do I know he will believe it?" Marshal Uncle struggled. "I saw him with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an upright literati face. He only mentioned Hua Jian and Bu Tian occasionally. I thought he was just a simple fanatic."

Uncle Marshal broke off his father's paws and ran around in circles while arguing, "Isn't it normal for literati to dream of being knights in the rivers and lakes?"

"Normal fart!" Father Huang began to chase his brother, "You see that he went to the opposite enemy camp to break his head every now and then, does he look like a normal literati?"

Breaking the head, Ah Ji, he really broke it.

With bare hands, I brought it back after breaking it off.

Father Huang recalled the days when there was blood in front of the room when he got up in the morning, and the days when he kicked his head when he woke up, tears filled his eyes.

Eyes filled with horror.

Marshal Uncle also thought of those bloody days and choked up.

He wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes in grief, and suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something terrible.

He asked his father, "Wait a minute, you, how did you know that he was the real Demon Sect?"

Father took it for granted, "I saw when he took a bath, he had tattoos on his waist."

Uncle Marshal's pupils trembled, "Fuck, what do you think of him taking a bath? You *!"

"I'm not." The emperor denied on the spot, "What's wrong with good brothers taking a bath together? They all share the same bathhouse."

Marshal Uncle said: "But he* is whiter than us. It's the rule of the rivers and lakes* not to take a bath with the boy, the boy will feel inferior!"

"I think you will feel inferior when your head is broken by him." The emperor despised, "You still look at his *color, you are *."

Damn, this man who became the emperor actually slandered him!

Uncle Marshal was furious, and couldn't stand the grievance any longer, so he rushed to his brother on the spot.

How could the royal father tolerate it?Raising a fist is also head-on, and the elementary school chicken boxing with the brother started.

And what about Brother Jun?Being regarded as the center of the circle of middle-aged and elderly brothers, Brother Jun is still so indifferent and expressionless.

That indifferent, as if at this moment his soul has flown to another world.

Another, a world without father and marshal uncle.

He has seen through, thoroughly, through his true mentality of Uncle Fei's resignation.

Then, pursue a peaceful, isolated state of mind.

Farewell, *roughs.

487

In the third and second year of the Wuli calendar, the emperor fell ill, and the prince supervised the country.

In the end, the father was still sick in bed and no longer went to court, and the marshal uncle also took sick leave on the same day.

They were still sick and died together when the brothers fought each other, both broke their old bones.

It fell, um, definitely not because it accidentally involved Brother Jun and was interrupted by Brother Jun's inadvertent reflex.

Absolutely, no.