Chapter 10 Hongwu becomes a disciple

Style: Heros Author: Yangliu FeichenWords: 3000Update Time: 24/01/11 19:44:58
Tianjihong had heard that this mercenary union was an organization spanning the entire continent. Different from ordinary sects, the mercenary union does not have a leader, nor does it have a fixed industry or territory; it is not even a cultivation force, and its purpose is more to make many participants profit rather than to promote Practice. This organization was originally established by practitioners from many sects in various places. Therefore, the mainland has acquiesced that being named in the mercenary union will not affect its membership in other sects. The main business of the union is the release and acceptance of many mercenary tasks, and... you can directly spend a lot of money to hire thugs or guards to serve you for a short period of time, but generally speaking, the cost of this kind of business is astronomical.

"If I can't find a suitable sect in the future, maybe I can consider joining this mercenary union first to accept tasks to make a living. I heard that the bounty after completing the tasks here is higher than directly trading the loot in the market. Quite a few." Tianjihong thought in his mind.

Gradually coming back to his senses, Tianjihong continued to move forward, while constantly paying attention to the many buildings along the way. He gradually discovered that unlike the various new gadgets in the downtown area, the shops for monks here on West Street were generally neatly maintained, and there were very few stalls selling multiple products at the same time. Weapons and protective equipment, precious phantoms, formations, fighting spirit refining, elixirs...the various products needed by practitioners are all sold in their own stores; such clear distinctions naturally make it easier to choose. monk, but the reasons are somewhat intriguing.

What Tianjihong doesn't know is that behind the shops that are so neatly maintained on the surface, there are various forces secretly supporting them. The business of mortals outside may not be easy to say, but in this West Street, any force that is qualified to intervene in the monks' trade is like the mercenary union, which can be regarded as a powerful force in Dongsheng Town and even the martial arts world. Even if some deception methods are not prohibited in these shops on weekdays, if one party starts to interfere in the business scope of other forces, then the conflict that breaks out between the two parties will not be that simple.

Just as the drunkard in the tavern said before, Tianjihong also encountered all kinds of martial arts schools along the way. In its courtyard, you can mostly see neat rows of martial arts practitioners, sweating profusely while practicing, some of them shouting slogans loudly. If it weren't for the reminder from the drunk man before, his uniform movements, the appearance of hard training, and the fact that the leading martial artist on the side would show off a powerful trick from time to time, I'm afraid he would have been able to bluff Tianji Hong, who had never seen the world before. Come on, maybe I was deceived into joining it in a daze. Even after observing Tian Jihong's interest in the martial arts gym, two martial arts masters walked directly to the street and started enthusiastic sales, almost pulling him in by force.

After struggling to get rid of the two people, looking at the two people cursing in low voices and leaving in frustration, Tianjihong was now sure that what the man in the tavern said was true. Most of the martial arts schools in the surrounding area were created to defraud money. With such an attractive illusion, if you join it, you may not learn any useful skills. So he no longer hesitated and walked straight towards the two martial arts schools at the end of the road not far away.

At this time, recalling the drunk man's words, Tian Jihong understood why the guy said that these two martial arts schools were easy to find. This is not because of how obvious its exterior decoration is, but because at the end of the road is a wide square with a huge stone platform on it. The walls surrounding it are marked with various mottled marks. It looks like Like the remnants of different weapons. It was obvious that this was the martial arts arena that the drunkard mentioned. From time to time, several people would appear on the stage to compete. The flashing lights and shadows of swords made a mortal like Tian Jihong so excited that he could not help but secretly applaud; this was also the case in his life. It was the first time I saw a real monk take action. His calm posture and dazzling moves made me even more yearning for practice. Most of the bustling crowd in the audience were watching the exchange on the stage with interest. In addition to cheers and cheers, from time to time there will be people commenting on the moves of the people on the stage.

On both sides of the square, the two buildings closest to the central arena are the two martial arts schools that Tianjihong has been looking for for a long time. Carrying the only silver in the package, Tian Jihong walked nervously to the Hongwu Martial Arts School on the left.

It was different from the scene seen in other martial arts gyms before. In the huge courtyard of Hongwu Martial Arts Hall, only four or five people could be seen scattered around, mumbling formulas while struggling to evolve their own moves; And if you look closely at the faces and clothes of these people, you can tell that they are not disciples in the martial arts hall. They are probably just like the drunkard before, who just came here to buy or learn one or two martial arts skills.

Tianjihong doesn’t know that Hongwu Martial Arts School, as a well-known orthodox training place in Dongsheng Town, has a very high threshold for accepting disciples. However, this also ensures that those who join are all talented and intelligent people, and most of them are talented people. Some members of big families or some outer disciples of sects come here to practice. Therefore, Hongwu Martial Arts School naturally does not want to waste such good talents and quality, and it is not stingy at all in terms of the training conditions it provides to its disciples. In addition to the famous teachers in the hall teaching skills and solving doubts, they also provide training venues and facilities, spiritual objects needed for practice, Even various martial arts and so on have special ways to obtain them. Under such careful training, his disciples' efficiency in practice is naturally far superior to that of ordinary people outside the martial arts hall who can only rely on purchased secret books to practice.

Slowly walking into the door of the martial arts hall, Tian Jihong took off his mask and cloak. This is also a helpless move. The martial arts gym will naturally verify the identity and age of the enrollees in advance; if I are still so secretive at this time, it will only arouse the other party's suspicion in the end. The interior space of the martial arts hall is not too big, and the hall is also empty with no one seen. Most of the people inside are probably distributed on other floors. Tianjihong took a deep breath, cast his eyes on the middle-aged man in steward's clothing directly in front of him in the distance, and walked straight towards him.

"Well, welcome to Hongwu Martial Arts School, what's the matter... um?" The middle-aged man, who was originally absent-minded, finally cast his eyes on Tianjihong's childish face. Such a young guy came alone and he couldn't help but eat it. Startled, "Young man, what do you want to do when you come to Hongwu Martial Arts School?"

Although judging from his clothes, the child in front of him does not look like he comes from a wealthy family; he does not exude the aura that a practitioner should have, nor does he look like a disciple of any sect; but as a receptionist who has been working as a receptionist in a martial arts school for more than ten years, As a manager, I know very well that you must not judge people by their appearance before finding out their origins.

In the past, there were many sects that would send their outstanding disciples to practice alone in the martial arts world; these people were often young but had terrifyingly high cultivation talents. If one accidentally neglected such a client, the loss of talents would be a trivial matter. If The sect that was involved in offending him really just couldn't bear it and walked away. Although the young man in front of him was plainly dressed and had no spiritual power fluctuations, he did not rule out the possibility that his sect had given him spiritual objects to cover up his aura. It was better to be cautious when he did not know the identity of the other person.

"Hello, I heard about your restaurant's reputation for recruiting many disciples and having many talented people, and I came here after being recommended by a friend. When I saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved. Your restaurant is indeed the best in Dongsheng Town. A place to practice." Tian Jihong is not an ordinary child. He and his younger brother often interact with strangers when they are alone outside. He is also quite proficient in controlling language. He praised the person in charge, "I am very grateful to your hotel. I admire you, and I came here today to find out what the conditions are if I want to join your training hall."

The steward has been engaged in reception for so many years, so naturally he will not believe this set of flattery. But as the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face. Anyone who has received such praise will not think about making things difficult for the other person. At this moment, his expression has also slowed down a lot, and his tone is more polite: "Oh? You want to join our Hongwu Martial Arts School, which is naturally very welcome. But as you said, our Hongwu Martial Arts School It can be regarded as the holy place of practice in Dongsheng Town. Many practitioners in the town are eager to join our temple, so if you want to practice here, there are indeed some requirements. But young man, don’t worry, as long as you meet the conditions, I will briefly guide you through the registration process. If everything goes well, you can join today. First of all, I haven't asked you what your name is...?"

"Um, my last name is... Mo, the name is only Hong." Tianjihong kept in mind his parents' instructions, so naturally he would not tell his real name. At this moment, the figure of Uncle Shanda appeared in his mind, so he casually compiled a surname.

"Oh? Mo Hong, right... Forgive me for asking, young man, are you a disciple of Mo Mansion in the north of the city?" The steward seemed to ask casually, but in fact he was naturally inquiring about Tianjihong's origins.

"Sorry, it's not true." Tianjihong had never even heard of the Mo family and didn't dare to pretend to be random. "I used to live in Dongyuncheng, but now I'm traveling around here."

"That's it." The smile on the steward's face faded a little. Having seen countless people, he seemed to have felt that the boy opposite was telling nonsense. I'm afraid his real name was also made up. "Then there's age. How old are you this year? "

"Twelve years old."

The person in charge couldn't help but be a little surprised. Judging from his appearance, this sentence was obviously not a lie. Because in his mind, Tianjihong was initially positioned as a disciple of a sect who was practicing outside. At this time, he thought that Tianjihong's cultivation was extraordinary, and he relied on some spiritual treasures passed down by the sect to cover up the fluctuations in spiritual power. Now I heard that Tian Jihong was only twelve years old. If what he thought was true, and he was arranged by the sect to wander alone at this age, he must be his true disciple and his status was quite high. I just don’t know if this kid is really pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, or if he is just pretending to be mysterious.