Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 26 Martial Arts Open Class

Everyone in Huashan got up early and set out before dawn.

But after setting off, Linghu Chong found that there was someone missing from the team, and asked strangely: "Huh? Where is Junior Brother Chen? He actually overslept sometimes?"

The leader, Yue Buqun, said nothing. The other Huashan disciples sensed something was wrong and did not dare to ask further questions. Only Linghu Chong, seeing no one answering, actually wanted to go back to find Chen Guang.

Yue Buqun sighed and said: "Chong'er, let's go. You, Junior Brother Chen, have a lot of troubles in their chest and feel that Huashan Mountain is too small to use their hands and feet. Don't try to hold him back."

Linghu Chong was confused after hearing this, Yue Buqun ignored him, just sighed and left.

Chen Guang stood on the city gate and watched the backs of everyone in Huashan.

At first, he thought that his behavior, which was similar to "leaving his job and going to the sea", was considered treason in ancient times. Yue Buqun would definitely not allow it. Even if he was expelled from the school like Linghu Chong in the original novel, there was nothing he could do.

I never thought that there was a saying for this kind of thing in the world, but it was just "discipleship".

But becoming a master is not something you can do casually. Of course, Yue Buqun had to take a test of Chen Guang's current martial arts skills.

He still gave his master face. Originally, he could defeat him with five swords, but after grinding to almost 150 swords, Yue Buqun couldn't stand it anymore and recognized his strength.

There is no misunderstanding like the original work. Yue Buqun has read the sword manual of Dugu Nine Swords many times.

I just didn't expect that Chen Guang's strength would increase so much after only practicing for a few months... He admitted that he was addicted to the Nine Yin Manual during this period, and he kind of underestimated the Dugu Nine Swords.

Chen Guang turned around and returned to the city, thinking to himself: I have killed so many disciples in Songshan Mountain. If Zuo Lengchan is a bloody Jianghu man, he will definitely not shrink his eggs, but will come to trouble me first. He should not send any troops during this period.

Are the people from Jianzong looking for bad luck in Huashan?

If they really go, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, let them see the Nine Yin Manual and the Dugu Nine Swords using Qi to control the sword.

However, I hope that the master's pattern can be opened up and that Lao Shizi's sword energy dispute will no longer be entangled. Now he is the only one who has the final say in Huashan. The Nine Yin Manual can still practice swords and Qi at the same time. If there is another sword energy dispute, it will be really terrible.

It makes people speechless.

Well, probably not...

…

A few months later.

In Yangzhou City, I don’t know when a martial arts gym was opened.

This martial arts hall is quite grand. Although it is not located in the center of the city where wealthy people gather, it is still an area with extremely prosperous business. It is only one street away from the main road, and seven or eight roads further up is the canal, which can be said to be connected in all directions.

Although this kind of location is not expensive, it is not far away. However, this martial arts school has occupied eight shops in succession, opened up partitions between them, and even demolished the attic to form a large school grounds, leaving only

There is a main building, a backyard and two long rooms on the left and right.

There is a plaque hanging on the door of the martial arts hall: The world is full of martial arts.

For a while, the surrounding residents and businessmen were talking about it, and they didn't know which sect was so wealthy that they even used shops to open a martial arts hall. I'm afraid they would have to have gold and silver to finance it, right?

After all the miscellaneous tasks of "distributing weapons to the world" were gone, and workers no longer carried rocks and sand in and out, a wooden board similar to a notice was quietly added to the door.

There were more than ten items listed on it, one, two, three, four, and some literate people came over to read it. They frowned, shook their heads, and were amazed.

Those who were illiterate and interested in watching the fun also came over, talked a lot, and asked people around them what was written on it.

A clean and tidy old man with a starched green shirt and white hair and beard stood beside the sign early in the morning and remained silent.

When someone asked, he opened his mouth and said in a clear voice: "These are the rules for accepting disciples of Tianxia Buwu Pavilion. If you are interested, please listen."

Only then did everyone realize that this old man was hired to explain to illiterate passers-by, and they quickly asked the people around them to calm down and wait for him to explain.

The old man did not shake his head or head. He stood upright, his back was straight, and he was full of energy.

He raised his head and said: "The World Buwu Pavilion was built to ensure that the inheritance of Chinese martial arts will never be discontinued. Therefore, there is no sectarian view, and there is no distinction between teachings.

"High officials and dignitaries can learn it, the three religions and the nine streams can learn it, scholars can learn it, farmers, industry and commerce can learn it, and even young, old, women and children, there is no restriction.

"Only those who commit adultery, commit adultery, and plunder should not enter this door. You will be responsible for the consequences."

These few items alone are enough to make passers-by look at each other.

I have heard many people say that there is no distinction between education and so on, but then there is talk about old people, young people, women and children. Isn’t this too exaggerated?

Immediately, several people threw up their sleeves and left, snorting coldly: "Grandstanding."

The energetic old man didn't take it seriously at all. The scenes he encountered when he was young were much more embarrassing than this, and it couldn't make him feel any emotion at all. Although these people didn't support him, more people still felt it in their eyes.

Strong curiosity.

He continued: "First, you only need to become a disciple and cultivate your mind. However, as an outer disciple, you will not have to stay, eat or drink in the hall, nor will you have to bear other apprenticeship obligations.

"Two, lectures on meditation are given at Chen time every morning, and school is dismissed at noon. In the afternoon, sword dismantling is practiced, and school is dismissed at You time. There is a break every ten days, and you can come and go freely in the middle. However, you are not allowed to make loud noises or disturb others, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences.

"Third, those who are talented and talented will be selected as formal disciples and established a separate contract.

"Fourth, learning martial arts and practicing swordsmanship are risky. Bumps and scratches are inevitable. We are not responsible for any injuries sustained during sparring."

The next few items are all disclaimers similar to the previous one.

In fact, what Chen Guang was doing was an open class on martial arts. He said that he was a disciple, which was more like a college student in his previous life who could just go to different classrooms and listen to lectures.

The teacher doesn't need to know them one by one. Anyway, I'm talking about knowledge above and you can just listen below.

Chen Guang has always believed in the concept that only those who want to learn can teach. He is too lazy to go to the trouble of training students one by one. I must teach what I should teach. Whether to learn or not is up to you.

As for doing this, what should I do if the students I accept don’t pay attention?

Please! If the earth in the past life really taught internal skills, let alone paying the tuition according to your heart, Chen Guang would have lost all his money to learn it!

This is martial arts. If you don't learn it, others will learn it, and it will be you who will be killed, not me who sells the lessons.

Besides, this is considered an experiment for Chen Guang. What he hopes more is to harvest a batch of seeds instead of piling all the treasures of completing the task on it.

To be honest, he was even mentally prepared for the ten days of teaching and the students to disappear without a trace.

But he was still optimistic. The ancients had never seen this teaching model at all, and they just thought it was nonsense.

Chen Guang meditated in the martial arts arena in the morning and practiced swordplay in the afternoon. From dawn to dusk, not a single person came to learn from him.

It wasn't until the hired servant was asked to close the door at night that a very weak man reached in and was almost squeezed by the door.

The servant was extremely angry. He looked closely and saw that this man was a lame beggar. He was dirty and smelly. One of his ears was missing a corner, and the other had a dark eye, as if he had been dug out directly.

"Oh my god! What a ghost!"

The servant screamed and ran towards the longhouse.

Chen Guang was drinking tea in the attic. Hearing the movement in the yard, he jumped down from the second floor and saw this tortured, inhuman figure.

"Are you...?" Chen Guang asked with a frown. Could it be that this beggar also wants to become a disciple? This is not a shelter.

Although the beggar was lying on the ground, he actually raised his hands and said in a strange and low voice: "Junior...Lin Pingzhi, can you...learn from me?"

As he spoke, he took out two shiny copper coins from his arms and lowered his head, not daring to look into Chen Guang's eyes.

(End of chapter)