Next, Bai Qi followed Old Man Liang in and out twice more, going to Shenshou Gate and Tianying Martial Arts Hall respectively, but neither received any cold reception.
After this trip, he felt that he had benefited a lot and his knowledge had increased a lot.
Those senior brothers and second senior brothers who have become personal successors are all outstanding in terms of welcoming and sending them off, as well as their boxing and kicking skills.
It's not the arrogant, unabashed arrogance that I imagined.
On the contrary, he is quite knowledgeable about etiquette and respects rules. He is always considerate when showing guests in, serving them good tea, and patiently accompanying them.
“I thought something would happen that would make people look down upon, and then it would be a cliched plot that would attract the limelight.
It's a pity that I couldn't pick up a few tricks through the effect of analogy. "
Bai Qi walked out of the gate of the martial arts hall, a joking thought flashing through his mind.
These top martial arts businesses entrenched in Heihe County give people a subtle feeling of opening their doors to do business.
There is no such thing as an old-fashioned idea. I insist on hiding it. When I see customers rushing to give money and money, I am happy before it is too late.
Of course, it is limited to the level of apprentice and disciple.
No matter how deep or deep your true ability is, it will not work simply by offering sacrifices and filial piety.
"My father has already gone out. It's already past midnight. Uncle Liang, why don't you have another cup of tea? You should be back soon."
The Tianying Martial Arts School is passed down from father to son. His father is Eagle Claw Han Yang, who ranks second among Xiong Ying Hu Bao, and his son is named Han Li.
This man is in his early twenties, has a good appearance, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is quite handsome.
"Han Li? Fortunately, he is not dark-skinned and plain-looking, otherwise I would have frowned and retreated behind Old Man Liang."
Bai Qi changed his mind and said with a smile on his face:
"It's getting late, and Uncle Liang and I are too embarrassed to disturb you. We'll come to visit another day."
Han Li, who was slender and well-dressed in blue robes, clasped his hands in fists, held the junior ceremony, and shook his head regretfully at Liang Laoshi:
"With Ah Qi's talent, it is more than enough to join the Tianying Martial Arts School as a direct disciple. However, my father has already accepted four senior brothers over the years, and he really does not have the energy to teach another disciple."
Liang Laoshi nodded slowly and spoke openly in a calm tone:
"Martial arts pays attention to inheritance. The training methods and fighting methods that have been perfected by generations cannot be easily broken.
But you must also choose carefully to avoid cheating or raising a white-eyed wolf.
It's an old rule that the number of personal transmissions cannot be more than six or nine, and I know this truth.
Become a master and a disciple, and value fate.
It is the master who chooses his apprentice, and the apprentice who chooses his master.
Ah Qi is just not so lucky. "
Han Li breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:
"Uncle Liang, just understand. I'll give you a small gift someday and come to celebrate Brother Sanshui's promotion."
In his early years, this old man Liang roamed the Black Water River, killing water thieves in the reed swamps, and gained a reputation as a dragon that came out of caves. Even his father admired him.
Unfortunately, I stopped practicing for the second time and failed to have another chance to break through.
Now, when I come to ask for a personal heir, since business cannot be done without kindness, I have to say a few good words.
Even if Tianying Martial Arts School has many disciples and is not afraid of the power of the fish pen, there is no need to offend the offender.
The sun sets in the west, half of the sun sinks into the city wall, and under the orange-red afterglow that dyes the clouds, Liang Laoshi's back is lonely:
"It's easy to get started, but difficult to succeed in person. I had expected this, but I didn't expect it to be so unsuccessful."
These few times he had to show off his old face and visit various houses. Although he didn't say that he was rejected, it was still considered a soft nail.
Thinking of Haikou, which I had praised Ah Qi before, I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
"Uncle Liang, don't worry about it. It's good to pass it on personally, but as I have missed the best age to explore my potential, it's already very respectable if someone is willing to give me a disciple instead of letting me start as an apprentice.
The essence of martial arts lies in perseverance. If you start high, you may walk comfortably, but if you climb up from the bottom of the mountain, you may not be unable to reach the top. "
Bai Qi knew how to observe words and expressions. When he saw Old Man Liang's face looking ugly and his tone lost, he quickly comforted him.
He didn't have any firm ideas about his status as a direct successor of the Grand Martial Arts Hall.
After all, I have the skill of ink, and I can continue to improve and hone any skill until I break through the level.
If you want to become a talented person before the age of twenty, step into the second practice of bone breaking, exchange mercury blood and nourish silver marrow.
It's definitely not as difficult as others think.
"This is the confidence that skills give me."
Looking up, he found that Bai Qi's eyes were not discouraged, which made Liang Laoshi secretly approve.
It is extremely rare to be able to be neither arrogant nor impetuous at the age of seventeen.
"It's too early to draw a conclusion now. Except for the Han Yang sect of Tianying Martial Arts School, which is full of personal transfers and no longer wants to accept them, the other two families have not given a definite answer.
From the current point of view, the Broken Blade Sect's might be higher. The Shenshou Sect's personal kung fu is Iron Sand Palm, and the training of muscles and bones should start from a young age.
If you use rice at the age of twelve and achieve success, change it to river sand after two years.
Only when your hands are toughened can you try iron sand at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
You have to wipe it with medicinal wine every day and repeatedly peel off seven or eight layers of skin until you have thick calluses.
This kind of external skills must be taught step by step, and it is easy to train them at a young age. "
Liang Laoshi sighed softly, there are many rules in martial arts, and the word "personal inheritance" is too strong.
Even if he had prepared seven or eight hundred taels of silver, it would probably be difficult to impress those famous masters who opened a restaurant to recruit disciples.
"That's all, it's important to fill your stomach. I'll take you to Shiqiaopu to eat braised Feilong."
The so-called flying dragon is hazel pheasant, which can be regarded as one of the wild animals.
Foodies often say dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground.
Dragon meat refers to hazel chicken, which tastes extremely delicious when stewed in soup.
I heard from Xiatou that the children of wealthy families who practice martial arts can eat clear stewed ginseng and Feilong soup every month.
The most important thing is to nourish Qi and blood, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality.
"Thinking about it this way, it's not unreasonable to think that those big martial arts schools only recruit direct disciples who are twelve years old and train them from an early age.
If the conditions at home are good and you get into fisting and kicking early, you can replenish your Qi and blood every day, and you will naturally lay a solid foundation.
Coupled with the martial arts of this sect, you can exercise your muscles and muscles and tap your potential, and you will have a promising future. "
Bai Qi thought about it carefully and felt that every rule of martial arts was not completely unreasonable.
On the contrary, it is like a common agreement summed up by constantly absorbing experience and lessons.
An old man and a young man entered the foot shop. The business was good and the seats were full.
Under the rule of Long Ting, people were allowed to make their own wines with the permission of the government, and many of them were called "restaurants".
On the contrary, it is called "foot shop" or "yedian".
"Uncle Liang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Come on, please come inside."
The thirty-year-old foot shop owner saw Liang Laoshi and greeted him warmly.
Bai Qi sighed again, Heihe County is indeed a society of acquaintances.
As long as you get ahead, you can rely on facial recognition wherever you go.
Seniors like Old Man Liang who had great success when they were young.
Not only does visiting a martial arts studio help you gain face, but even eating at a foot shop is respected and you are taken to a quieter compartment.
"So in the martial arts storybook, people in the martial arts world value their reputation so much, and there's nothing wrong with it.
Because they are status symbols, if placed in Heihe County, just the words "teacher, sharp knife, bear, eagle, tiger and leopard" can suppress a large number of people! "
Bai Qi silently realized that he was not well-known yet, and he was not worth mentioning for taking care of a few rogues. He was far from being able to shock Heihe County.
Unless one day, like Old Man Liang, he rides a sampan boat through the waves, kills more than a dozen people, and is regarded as a hero by the people, riding a big horse through the streets.
That’s what makes you famous!
"Eat it, this Feilong soup is truly authentic. When the cook is making it, he has to hold the depilated and degreased hazel chicken in one hand, and with the other hand he keeps pouring boiling water on it with a spoon, scalding it and turning it. , until it is sixty minutes cooked, then put it into the pot and simmer for twenty seconds, supplemented by mushrooms and wild onions to draw out the soup.
The most important thing is that the pot must be scrubbed clean and not even oily. "
Liang was honest and clear. Apparently he had tasted delicacies from the mountains and seas in the past.
"When you're done eating, I'll take you somewhere."
Bai Qi raised his head to drink the soup. It was clear in color and really delicious in the mouth, making people have endless aftertaste.
"We have gone to the three largest martial arts schools in the inner city. Does Uncle Liang still have friendship to use?"
He was a little confused, but didn't ask any more questions. At this time, he should be a well-behaved junior.
You can enjoy the shade by leaning against a big tree, and the price of a favor is far more valuable than a piece of silver.
Without the great favor of giving Liang Sanshui a ghost-patterned fish, and hunting 500 silver sand carp, I would not be able to get Old Man Liang to come forward.
The two of them had eaten and drank enough. It was already the twilight hour, and there was only a ray of sun left.
The vast night spreads out, and the cold autumn feeling penetrates the bone marrow.
Liang Laoshi let out a breath and headed east along the stone bridge.
After passing Qiansimen, he stopped in front of a large courtyard.
In terms of decoration style alone, it is larger than the Duandao Gate and the Shenshou Gate.
The vermilion door is hung with shiny copper rings. Looking inside, you can see the flat ground pressed down by water-marked white stones.
There are about ten gatehouses in the front and back yards connected to each other, making it look like a mansion with three entrances and three exits.
"What kind of place is this?"
Bai Qi was secretly shocked. How wide was Old Liang's acquaintances, that he even knew the masters of this class?
He stood in front of the wide door and looked into the front yard's main hall from a distance.
I vaguely saw a hanging plaque with gold characters on a black background, which was quite eye-catching.
"Yi, Hai, Zang, Long?"
