The Nameless of the Common Clans

Is the Taiping Sect really that powerful?

Chen Mo didn't understand why neither Uncle Wang nor the head of the village wanted to provoke those liars who pretended to be gods.

"Practicing martial arts is a good thing. If you want to teach, go ahead and teach. I'll go to Old Wang and tell him that the world is getting more and more chaotic." The head of the village sighed, facing the sunlight above his head, squinting his eyes: "I don't know how long this kind of life can last?"

Is the world very chaotic?

Chen Mo looked at the head of the village puzzled. In his perception, although there are bad people everywhere outside, everyone lives in harmony in this village. Of course, it would be better if there were no annoying Taiping Sect, because Chen Mo didn't have any good feelings for Taiping Sect because of the sharp-nosed monkey-faced style before. As for their doctrine of equality for all, it became a cover in Chen Mo's eyes.

"The Taiping Sect was still good in the early years, but the Taiping Sect has become stronger in recent years, but there are also many bad believers among them."

"Why do you want to accept these people?" Chen Mo looked at the head of the village puzzled.

"Ah~ You will understand when you grow up." Seeing Chen Mo's puzzled eyes, the village head smiled and touched his head and said: "You don't need to consider these things, we will take care of them."

"Oh~" Chen Mo nodded, not quite understanding, but he basically didn't understand, but he understood the meaning of the last sentence, and told him not to worry about it.

"Aunt, what did Uncle Wang do this time? Why hasn't he come back for so long?" Chen Mo suddenly asked. Compared with this world, he was more concerned about when Uncle Wang would come back. If he was just selling tiger meat, it shouldn't take long.

"I told him to do something, and he will be back in the next two days." The village head smiled.

"Then I'll go to work." Chen Mo stood up, said to the village head, and ran to the field to help spread fertilizer.

The village head continued to bask in the sun. As he got older, he would feel more comfortable if he basked in the sun more.

"Er Gou, Aung's family has too much land, I'm afraid these are not enough!" As soon as Chen Mo arrived at the field, he saw Gou Wa coming up to him and said.

"Then let's dig two manure pits today and finish them in ten days." Chen Mo smiled and said, "Aung has just agreed to let me teach you martial arts. Aung will go to Uncle Wang and tell him that we should finish it quickly, and then I will teach you how to stand in the evening."

"Okay!" The friends cheered and immediately started digging manure pits with all their strength. They worked hard and dug two manure pits before the evening and filled them with manure.

When they were about to leave, the head of the village asked a daughter-in-law to give Chen Mo a basket of bread and asked him to distribute it to everyone. Amid the cheers of the friends, the group happily divided the bread and went home, agreeing to gather at the grain field later.

Chen Mo only knows two martial arts. One is standing, which is called body building in the immortals and is considered a life skill. The other is stick fighting, which is considered a combat skill. Now both standing and stick fighting have reached level two. With some guidance from the immortal in his mind, Chen Mo can do stick fighting and standing very standardly, but Chen Mo actually has no idea how to teach.

In the evening, the grain field.

Chen Mo looked at the group of children standing in front of him, scratched his head, and finally turned around and said: "Everyone follow me, like this, sink your waist and squat, and stick to it for a quarter of an hour."

Anyway, when I first practiced, Uncle Wang taught me the same way, without too much guidance, at most correcting my movements.

In fact, everyone has seen Chen Mo practicing martial arts on weekdays, and knows that he does this movement in addition to practicing stick fighting. Although everyone doesn't know what Chen Mo does this for, seeing Chen Mo teach like this, everyone follows suit.

Chen Mo has practiced for more than a month, and now standing still is relatively easy. However, for these new kids, it is not ordinary. In less than half a quarter of an hour, a group of little ghosts fell down and wailed all over the ground.

"Brother Ergou, what's the use of standing still?" Gou Wa rubbed his aching knees and complained to Chen Mo.

"I don't know about this. When Uncle Wang taught me, the first thing he taught was standing still. He said that it can build strength and strengthen the body." Chen Mo frowned. He remembered that although it was uncomfortable for him to stand still for the first time, he persisted for a quarter of an hour. Why didn't they persist for even half a quarter? Did he teach them wrong?

"Brother Ergou~" Aduo rubbed his legs and came to Chen Mo, whispering: "Why don't you teach us stick fighting first? How about you teach us standing still when Uncle Wang comes back?"

For them, stick fighting is obviously more interesting and useful than standing still.

"Okay." Chen Mo also felt that he might be wrong, and nodded immediately. However, he did not plan to teach stick fighting, so he did not bring a stick with him. Instead, everyone else brought a stick.

"Use mine!" Gou Wa handed his stick to Chen Mo.

"Okay!" Chen Mo reached out to take the stick, thought about it, and took a stance and said: "Stick fighting is actually not difficult. Look at me, smashing, throwing, blocking, grabbing, collapsing, tapping, sweeping, those stick fighting that look powerful are basically evolved from these stick fighting. If you practice these well, you can learn more powerful ones in the future."

He has been practicing sticks for a long time, and when the stick fighting skills were improved, the god in his mind gave him some tips. This set of skills is not amazing and beautiful, but it is also very smooth.

"Isn't it not difficult!" Gou Sheng said dissatisfiedly while holding the stick: "Er Gou, are you hiding something?"

"You will know if it is difficult after you try it. I have only learned these." Chen Mo was a little dissatisfied with Gou Sheng's tone.

"You are stupid! Watch me!" Gousheng confidently imitated Chen Mo and took a stance. He first hit the stick, then threw the stick away, looking at Ah Duo who was hit by the stick and crying bitterly with a blank face.

Uh...

"Do it again!" Gousheng felt that the eyes of the friends around him were full of ridicule. He snorted angrily, picked up the stick and tried again. As a result, the stick still flew, but not as far as before.

"It looks simple, but it took me several days to barely keep the stick from falling out of my hand." Chen Mo stretched out his hand and let Gousheng look at his palm. There were some scars on it, which were left when he practiced with the stick a few days ago.

"Then how should this be practiced?" Gousheng asked.

"Listen to me, slow down, hit once first, don't swing immediately, wait until your body is stable, then swing again, practice more, slowly connect these together." Chen Mo slowed down and practiced again, saying: "Anyway, this is how I practice, you can try it."

A group of children are all playful, and after a while, they started to play and forgot about martial arts training.

Looking at these people, Chen Mo didn't know whether he should take care of them. In the end, he didn't take care of them. He didn't know how to take care of them, so he simply ran to the side to practice alone, and ignored these partners. As for how to teach, it's better to wait for Uncle Wang to come back and ask him.