I am omnipotent because of wine

Chapter 8 The World of Martial Arts

At the age of 14, Feng Feng learned a good medical skill. Although the use of silver needles is not as good as that of the third master, it is rare in the valley.

At the age of 15, Style learned how to combine various poisons, and he was willing to use himself to test the medicine. Every time he was poisoned, he foamed at the mouth, and he had to ask the fourth master to help him with the antidote, dancing on the verge of death. The style pulls back.

At the age of 16, Style was asked to learn all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge, and the masters also euphemistically said, "Doctors must have a good character, otherwise the medical skills you have learned will only become the scourge of others in the world." , if you really become like that, the five of us will join forces to kill you and clean up the door."

But the reality is...

Master, I really don't want to learn Go, please let me go, I don't even understand what Go is.When black and white are mixed together, I have a kind of messy feeling, okay?

Style thinks that he has black-and-white phobia because of being played by the master.

And the second master, I have a little interest in learning sword skills. Although most people in the world still use swords more, the sword skills are indeed powerful, but you can't always hold a small knife to my forehead. Gestures.

Third Master, so your silver needle can be used as a hidden weapon?Tell me honestly, have you been in the Tang Sect before?The third master stroked his beard and said with a smile, "The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it."

Fourth master, do you know how scary it was when you forced me to learn how to cook with a dark face?What else can I do with style, I can only smile, but the smile gradually reveals despair.

His style is based on the miscellaneous studies taught by other masters. After he has made some achievements, he was thrown to the fifth master with a wave of their hands.

One is to let Lao Wu test his style of Go skills, cooking skills, knife skills, and silver needle hidden weapons, and the other is to send him here to learn rhythm. Don’t look at other masters who have made the style even worse. In fact, it is Lao Wu who is really cruel. .

All the masters show sympathy: Little style, you go all the way well, if it really disappears, the masters will burn paper for you on the Ching Ming Festival next year.

And Style is now 17 years old, if he appears in the arena now, it will definitely cause a storm, but he still has to be forced to learn rhythm.

When I first picked up the jade flute and the long flute, I couldn't tell the difference between the flute and the flute in style. Later, the master said to play the flute horizontally and play the flute vertically.

The sound of an instrument is wonderful, but the process of learning an instrument is terrible, and the style does not understand the score...

Then came another frantic learning process.

Compared with studying medicine before, now he has a photographic memory, with a style of ten lines at a glance, the fifth master bullies him even more cruelly.

All the music scores related to the music were piled up in his room, and he tried to recite the scores not only when eating, but also when going to the bathroom.

Then there are the instruments.

In the past, the only known musical instruments in the style were piano, cello, violin, bass, guitar and other Western instruments. In my country, they are guzheng, flute and Xiao, erhu, drum, pipa, and other classifications are not clear.

Later, Style saw what is called a country with 5000 years of inheritance, and why he was able to stand at the top of that world. It was not like being beaten by the fifth master with various musical instruments that he had never seen before.

But I still learned the qin, flute, and flute, because these three can exert the greatest effect on the medical score specially studied by the fifth master.

After all, they are medical doctors.

When his style was recognized by all the masters, he was lying on the ground of Medical Valley, smiling like an idiot. Tomorrow would be his eighteenth birthday.

After spending six years, Feng Feng felt that if he did not become a male god, it would be an insult to his hard work and so many beatings.

Style is not as important as that era in this era, but when Style said what his birthday meant to him, the masters also seriously wanted to celebrate his birthday.

I slept happily for eight hours, and when I woke up early in the morning, I rubbed my eyes, tears were about to fall, and I was so moved that I cried.

Six years!For the first time he slept a full eight hours!

Early in the morning was the delicious breakfast prepared by the Fourth Master. The style of everyone's reaction was the same as usual, a little disappointed, but it still made me active.

"Fourth Master, do you know what day it is today? Don't you have any ideas?" Feng Feng followed behind Fourth Master with a shy face and said with a smile.

The other masters looked at him and shook their heads involuntarily. A few years ago, they said that they wanted to become the kind of white-clothed male god in the world, but every time they followed them, they still looked like a kid who only knew how to giggle. .

"I don't know, don't bother me to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, or I will cut you." The fourth master pretended to be frightened and jumped back, "If you don't know, you don't know." , What are you cutting me for?"

Then he leaned over and asked other masters like this, but what he got was jokes or disgust from the masters, but they all changed the topic.

Master Gu also said, "You have inherited the mantle of the masters, which also proves that you are amazingly talented. Although you can't compare with the masters who have lived for so long, you can still do it. You have to go to the rivers and lakes to gain some fame. Out."

Regardless of what he said, he is the most satisfied with the style among the masters.

Although the others were also satisfied, they still somewhat disliked it. At least the third master always disliked the black history of style, and trembled with fear in front of his own head full of needles in the mirror.

The fourth master hated the style and blew up the kitchen he prepared several times.

The fifth master took a flute or a jade flute, cut his style, and chased him around the whole Medical Valley quite a few times.

As for the second master's cruel feeling, as his apprentice, he dared not let him open his head, which really made the little old man feel uncomfortable as a teacher for the first time.

Feng Style was stunned when he heard this topic. He did think about it. After learning a little bit, he would go to the Jianghu top competition. What he wanted most was to tell those Huashan faction that your father and I have grown to the point where you are out of reach. Don't obediently kneel down and sing Conquer!

But now that the master took the initiative to talk about this topic, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"I haven't reached the crown yet, master master, is it really okay for you to be so anxious?" Feng Feng smiled a little ugly. Apart from Dong Yu, who has been here for so long, it is this group of masters who feel most like family to him.

"Go, go, I have nothing to worry about," the owner of the valley looked disgusted, "It's just that your wings are hard, you should go out and fly, otherwise it's not that Bai Chang has such good wings, maybe you are going to pull them off , Let you be the fourth master to make roasted wings?"

"Okay, master, I didn't expect your taste to become more and more serious, and you still want to eat your apprentice!" The style of the two-sentence discussion forcibly suppressed the reluctance in their hearts, and they always wanted to part.

"Go aside."

At noon that day, everyone in Medical Valley gathered for a meal, including those servants, and they were all sending Style off.

They watched this child grow up with their own eyes. He was about to fly. Although he was reluctant, he would not choose to break his wings and watch him fly.Soar through the sky.

In the end, Style took gifts from several masters and stood at the place where he appeared six years ago. Looking at the Medical Valley full of memories in the past six years, Style almost burst into tears on the spot.

Two lifetimes add up to 40 to [-] years old, and I don't know how to become more and more emotional.

He waved vigorously at everyone, and left with the style of Qinggong, which was taught by the second master.

It's just the heavy burden on the back, even if the style feels heavy, but I keep telling myself that this is the deep love of the masters!

Until it was opened in the inn...

"Master Gu, it's fine if you put a 360 chess piece made by Gangyan that day in the style bag, why put two bracelets made of black iron?" The second master was very speechless.

Those two bracelets made of black iron weighed at least a hundred catties, and the 360 ​​chess pieces made by Tiangangyan didn't weigh more than ten catties.

Fortunately, the various types of needles and various types of knives that he and Lao San jointly sent were all put in a bag and tied around Style's waist, otherwise they would all be placed in the bag, and Style could not be directly suppressed. I fell on my back.

The fourth child is really good. He gave a pot directly, saying that he can cut vegetables with all kinds of small knives...

The fifth child gave me a jade flute and flute, and a qin, which is not light, poor style, tsk tsk tsk.

The master just stroked his beard and smiled, "The Buddha said, don't say it."

If you don't want to, you can pull it off, this brat has finished making all kinds of wine in their valley, and if they don't go out and work hard to make money, how will these old guys look after them in the future!

In the inn, Style looked at the pile of things in the bag, and was really curious, how did the masters do it?Wrap that bundle so small, but there are so many things inside.

After a long absence, I contacted the system.

[System, do you have anything similar to the Sumeru Ring? 】The style is bald, which rivers and lakes carry a pot with them?

【Hmph, so what? 】The system has been blocked for a few years. In the past few years, I can only stay in the space and look at Style's body, and occasionally rebroadcast what Style can see.

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