Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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Brother Jun ran away.

Follow the heart, hold the bear, and run towards the long-awaited freedom.

Of course, he didn't forget to leave a letter to his dearest brother Spinach, so that he doesn't have to worry, and he also left behind the dead ghost father who sits in town.

Considering that the dead ghost's father may be too old, his mind and heart are not as open as Brother Jun's.In order to facilitate Spinach's actions, Brother Jun also left a series of follow-up decisions before running away.

For example, abolishing cheap registration, banning human teeth (note), building schools, and nine years of universal compulsory education.

The nine years from reading to being able to apply for children.

This is a strategy that he and Spinach have been discussing since they were young, and it stems from the fact that Spinach was not admitted to private schools when he was young, and he had to rely on Brother Jun's funding.

Spinach has experienced countless ups and downs in the first half of his life. Because of his identity, he has shed tears and was injured, and his heart is already full of scars.

He never said anything, and always showed a strong look in front of Brother Jun, but why didn't Brother Jun understand him?

He knows and remembers.

Deeply, always in my heart, until now when he holds the power in his hands.

Spinach once asked him, why do people have to be divided into different classes?

At that time, he said that people are not equal.As long as one's heart is upright, all people are equal from heart to soul.

But he also knows that there are too many injustices in the old world, even now that he is enthroned as emperor, he can't solve all of them at once.

Everything needs to be done step by step, and the first thing he can do now is to get rid of the lowest and worst injustice - low status.

He has already arranged everything and assigned tasks to the various ministries in the court. I believe that even if he is not around, his work and his father will be able to carry it out smoothly.

As for the voices of opposition and annoying visits from various dignitaries during the implementation

It doesn't matter, father is an old fritter, even when the government was completely controlled by some literary thieves, he was able to successfully deal with it.Now that the Wen thief is dead, it is just a noise caused by some reforms, and the emperor will definitely be able to easily solve it.

Ok.

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Brother Jun was holding the glutinous rice balls, thinking of returning it directly to Papa Xiong, but he didn't expect that it was just a short delay in the palace, and when he returned to the original place, the bear and Uncle Pei who were fighting each other were gone Without a trace, all that is left is the sky.

The dense forest in the back mountain, which was so dense that the sun could hardly be seen, disappeared, leaving only the blue sky.

And, looking at the sky, the Zen Master of Jingnian Zen, whose eyes are full of sadness.

Jingnian Zen is the largest Buddhist sect in Dayu, and it is called the holy temple together with Shaolin in the south.

If it is divided according to the rules of the world, then what Shaolin practiced is the outer martial arts, and what the Jingzong practiced is the inner martial arts.

Like Shaolin, Jingzong also has few successors who walk in the rivers and lakes. Most of them practice Buddhism quietly and rarely ask about world affairs.The last time a clan was born was during the storm and turmoil decades ago.

But now that the country is prosperous and the people are safe, Dayu seems to be entering a prosperous age. The holy monks of Jingzong all feel at ease, and they all retreat and devote themselves to cultivating Buddhism.

However, the righteous way of Jianghu disagreed, and introduced the magic gate into the Jingzong, forcing the four holy monks who had escaped from the world to take action.

They are righteous and arrogant, saying that this is a way of defending the way, to prevent the evil king from absorbing the power of the relics and then making troubles in the world.

Maybe it was moved by their words, or maybe because the leading sect was Cihang Jingzhai who came from the same origin as Grandmaster Jing, the holy monks finally opened his eyes.

And then the monks closed again.

All together, peacefully, after seeing the faces of the disaster star and the leader of the Demon Sect at the entrance of the righteous way, they quickly retreated to the retreat place and closed their eyes again.

Disaster?What trouble?

The former emperors, marshals and prime ministers finally leveled the world, so they have nothing to do to make trouble?

Even if their brains are really in the water, if they want to mess up, will they just mess up in the court and come to the martial arts?

This group of Jianghu people really know how to fart, even if they use their own things to cure Alzheimer's disease.

Neuropathy.

The holy monks retreated bravely, led the disciples to close the gatehouse, and let the righteous way beep loudly outside, even if they fought with the magic gate on the spot, they were still unmoved.

And the result of inaction is the current mess.

The mess where half of the temple and the back mountain and forest are all missing.

Looking at everything in front of him, Zen Master was so sad that even the always peaceful Buddha's heart was full of desolation.

He was distraught, fiercely, clasped his hands together, his eyes were empty and straightened.

He was wearing a snow-white monk's robe, standing in the sun, so holy.

The kind of cleanliness that reflects the holy light from the top of the head.

But at this moment, his person and heart can't feel the brilliance and warmth from Jieguang, only the fluttering snowflakes and the rustling of the north wind.

For his home, his temple, his forest, his field.

day.

Sensing Brother Jun's arrival, he raised his eyes, looked at the glutinous rice ball bear hugging Brother Jun's neck, and stared at the face of the new emperor.

He didn't speak, but his eyes were so deep, so sad, so sad.

It was so cold that it even took on a faint sourness, poor acidity.

Originally owned a huge family business, but went bankrupt overnight.

Brother Jun was also silent.

Silently watching the glutinous rice balls in his arms "whoosh" jumped down and slipped away, and then emerged holding a clay pot that came from nowhere.

Compared with the glutinous rice balls, the clay pots are so big that they even cover the entire bear body of the glutinous rice balls. From a distance, it looks like the clay pots have grown feet.

And it's the kind of little hairy feet that are almost invisible.

The glutinous rice balls rushed back to Brother Jun's side in a "ziliu", hospitablely raised the jar in his hand, showing the honey inside, and his small eyes were full of sparkles.

Oh, what a lovely dumpling.

He was so cute that even a ruthless sword cultivator like Brother Jun couldn't help but bend down and rub Tangyuan's little round ears.

He took out the grease and rope to seal the jar, stuffed the jar into his sleeve, and raised his hand to pick up the glutinous rice balls, and then gave Zen master a faint look.

"The injustice has its source, and the debt has its owner." He said calmly, "You, you should find the source of this matter."

The Zen master paused for a while, then nodded slowly and heavily.

Yes, source master.

The source of everything, the leading culprit who lured the demon gate here and forced the evil king to use the relic——

Cihang Jingzhai.

Lose money!

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The Zen master over there was deeply saddened by the destruction of his sect, and brother Jun here was already on his way to send glutinous rice balls home.

Brother Jun remembered that Tang Yuan's house was a wooden house in the deep forest.He once sensed the jade pendant given to the goose, but he didn't know where it was in the deep forest.

Brother Jun's flash is somewhat limited.Although he didn't have to go to the places he visited personally, but if there were no jade pendants stained with other knowledge to assist him in sensing, he would need to know the specific location of the place.

It's a pity that the glutinous rice balls are too small. Although they can talk, they can't talk about the direction of monkhood like ordinary people.

Helpless, Brother Jun could only follow the gestures of the glutinous rice balls, cross the mountains, cross the river, and walk all the way on foot——

Then, then he saw a strange-looking city wall that was hundreds of miles long.

The huge city gate is oddly shaped, like an alien mouth, and the people passing by are even more strange. Not to mention the exotic clothes, even the appearance is different.

Some have horns on their heads, and some even have unusual octopus heads.

Turning his head to take a closer look at the city wall is even more bizarre, it is actually soft.

As soft as a different color muscle.

Brother Jun pinched the meat pad on one of Tangyuan's claws, and the tender and sharp nails came out immediately.

He raised the glutinous rice ball bear paw and poked it at the city wall——

Good guy, it actually bleeds red liquid.

It's red and smells a little fishy.

startled.

Brother Jun stared at the city wall with a stern face and deep and dignified eyes, as if what he saw was not a city wall but some terrifying abyss monster.

It's dangerous, Brother Jun thought to himself looking at the crevice in the city wall.

This was a danger he had never felt since he was a child. It frightened him, made him tremble, and made him feel an indescribable urgency, and even couldn't help raising his hand.

And raised the sharp tender claws of the glutinous rice balls.

That's weird, poke it again.

In an instant, there was another hole in the city wall:

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One hole, two holes, three holes.

The city wall couldn't take it anymore, a huge mouth full of fangs popped out at once——

"Fuck! It's endless, isn't it? Poke Nima, poke! You're the only one with claws?"

"If you want to enter the city, you have to go to the city gate honestly. Either hand in the spirit stone or the monk's head. If you don't have any, then"

The city wall paused, and seemed to look up and down at Brother Jun with invisible eyes.

It opened the corner of its mouth and smiled sarcastically, and the wall wriggled and opened several hideous tentacles.

"Climb for Grandpa!"

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Brother Jun has entered the city.

Complete, clean, not even a speck of dust on the corner of the robe, it has entered the city.

Although he has no spirit stones or human heads when he first arrives, it doesn't matter, he can still choose to open a hole.

Even without his own hands, the little glutinous rice ball bear volunteered, stretched out its furry claws and presented a dazzling set of raging punches, successfully cut off the tentacles amidst the screams of the wall, and happily and quickly smashed the tentacles on the wall. A hole was dug out.

Well, compared to the size of the glutinous rice balls, they are huge, with a hole more than two meters high.

And what about the wall?

The wall really hurts, it hurts both physically and mentally.

Ula Ula collapsed, leaving a "you wait!" After that, the huge mouth disappeared without a trace, and I don't know where to complain.

Brother Jun didn't care or worry, picked up the glutinous rice balls, and floated into the city without looking back.

Judging from the direction of the Tangyuan, the city should belong to Dayu.But what is amazing is that there is no mark about this place in Dayu's territory map.

The city is very large, and from the perspective of vendors and pedestrians, it is a very lush place.

As Brother Jun had seen outside the city before, the people in the city were extraordinary.Except for those who are obviously inhuman, most of the pedestrians who look the same as ordinary people at first glance also have strange things.

Some have lines on their faces, some have weird hair and eye colors, and some even have colorful black mist all over their bodies.

In contrast, Brother Jun, who was dressed in ordinary black hair and dark eyes, looked out of place.Even if he intentionally used the technique of hiding his aura in the past, it failed to cover people's eyes and ears, but attracted countless eyes.

Fiery, greedy, sticky.

But no matter how warm and weird his gaze falls on Brother Jun, it's useless, the kind of uselessness that doesn't even move his eyebrows because of it.

Because Brother Jun is a blind man named Jianxiu.

As long as he wants to, everything can be absent in his eyes. A blind man.

Until an unusually familiar figure in a black robe appeared in his peripheral vision.

Oh, it's—

The pupils of the black robe trembled, and he pulled out another black robe from nowhere, and rushed forward with a stride, covering Brother Jun's head, pulling him into the alley as close as possible