Chapter 11 Conflict

Style: Heros Author: Yangliu FeichenWords: 2907Update Time: 24/01/11 19:44:58
"It's true that a hero emerges from a young age! But I have to ask, have you ever joined other sects before this?" At this time, the manager of Hongwu Martial Arts School decided not to beat around the bush and directly started asking about Tianjihong's origins.

"No, I have never joined other sects." Tianjihong could only say truthfully. I still know very little about what is going on in the practice. If I casually pretend to be a disciple of another sect, it will be fine, and I will be kicked out of the martial arts gym. If I accidentally get targeted by some big force and expose my true identity, I will be fine. If his identity is discovered by Shiguzong later, the consequences will be disastrous.

After hearing Tianjihong's words, the manager finally darkened his face. At this moment, he was already 60 to 70% sure that the kid in front of him was probably an unknown person who didn't know the heights of the world, and his family background was not much better; even if he really understood I am afraid that these practices should be just the results of my own random thinking, and they can never be the descendants of some unknown sect.

"Haha, it turns out he is a casual cultivator." The manager's voice rose a few degrees, and his tone was no longer so polite, and became more business-like, "Let's get straight to the point, our Hongwu Martial Arts School has a clear policy for recruiting students from outside. Standard, the entry fee for becoming an apprentice requires an initial payment of 50 silver coins. After that, the monthly fee for practicing in the museum is 5 silver coins. The cost of facilities, weapons and other spiritual materials is not included. The standard for becoming an apprentice is a breakthrough in cultivation [Yi Jin Realm] 】, of course, if you have made other contributions to the martial arts school, you can also leave the martial arts school in advance. After completing your studies and becoming a martial arts martial arts master, you can choose to leave the martial arts gym on your own, and you will no longer have to pay daily fees."

Tianjihong couldn't help but take a breath of air in his heart. Although he had a hunch that the fee required to become a disciple would definitely not be too low given his lack of identity and background, but the astronomical figure of 50 silver coins was obviously still higher than he had expected. The spare money he had left was only a few thousand copper coins left by his mother, which when converted into silver coins was only single digits. You must know that such an amount of money is enough for you and your brother to live in the village for more than half a year. However, if it is used to pay for apprenticeship, it is just a drop in the bucket, not to mention the monthly expenses later.

"Isn't the fee a bit too high?" At this moment, he could only pretend to be hesitant and asked bravely.

"Humph, no money? Then there is no other way. These rules are set by the owner of the gym, and no one is allowed to violate them. Unless you can come up with a background that our Hongwu Martial Arts Gym takes seriously, then of course it will be a different matter." The steward. People are already a little impatient.

"This... Do the admissions to the Guiwu Hall only depend on background? Shouldn't the talent of the joiner be considered?" Tianjihong didn't want to give up yet, so he had to continue fighting, "I am only twelve years old now. Famous masters have taught me how to cultivate the body, and many senior practitioners have praised me for my amazing talent in cultivation. When I become successful in my cultivation in the future, I will be invited by many forces wherever I go. If the Guiwu Hall cruelly refuses today, I will miss it. I’m afraid it’s also your loss.”

"Haha, let me ask you, how high is your cultivation level now?" There was a little more sarcasm in the steward's words.

"...I haven't started practicing yet," Tianjihong had no choice but to say, "But my current level of cultivation doesn't mean anything. With my talent, I can definitely catch up if I start practicing now..."

"Hmph! It seems that what I expected is right. He is indeed a stupid young man who knows nothing. He is penniless and has no idea about spiritual practice, but he still dreams of joining my Hongwu martial arts school and flying into the sky." The manager. Interrupting Tian Jihong, "Looking at you as a child, I advise you to wake up as soon as possible. Let's not mention whether you have enough funds on hand to support your own cultivation. Even if you are really talented, compared to other major The practitioners in the sect are just like that; most of the true disciples under your sect have been practicing for several years at your age, and there are even some who are peerless geniuses who have entered the [Yi Jin Realm] or even the [Bone Forging Realm]. If you want to start catching up with these people now, I’m afraid the gap will only get wider and wider.”

"So stop having those unrealistic fantasies, honestly find a job and be an ordinary person; if you can save some income later and still want to practice martial arts, you can come to our Hongwu Martial Arts School to buy some martial arts. Dharma secrets. As for becoming a disciple, don’t count on it. The cost is not something a poor boy like you can afford." Although the manager was not happy about wasting such a long time, he still faced such a young man like Tianjihong. It was hard for the child to get angry, so he gave some kind words of advice. "Okay, I have other things to do. Lao Li, send this little brother out."

Tian Jihong had no choice but to hang his head and leave the martial arts hall under the leadership of Manager Li who walked out from the side. This experience really poured cold water on him. At this moment, he also felt that cultivation was not easy. Most mortals were extremely envious of the monks' ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, but they did not know the hardships on the road to cultivation. If nothing else, it just seems that the funds needed to support monks' cultivation and continuous breakthroughs and improvements are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. This is why in the martial arts world today, those who are rampant and famous all over the world Many masters come from various sects; it would be difficult for an ordinary cultivator with no background or resources to save such a huge sum of money for his own practice if he did not encounter various opportunities.

Tian Jihong, who did not believe in evil, then walked into the Qingfeng Martial Arts School directly opposite, but this time there was no suspense. The answer he got in the Qingfeng Martial Arts School was similar. The silver he had on hand was definitely not enough to pay for the apprenticeship. Now there are two options before him: one is to look for other talents, try his luck to find other suitable disciples, maybe consider choosing a low-cost martial arts gym to join first, and then think of other methods; the other is to Looking for other monks to help open the sachet left by his father and mother, Tian Jihong speculated that it probably contained the expenses left by the two for his own practice, but this method was quite risky. As the saying goes, wealth should not be exposed. Now that I have no power to bind a chicken, it would be a trivial matter to ask a stranger to open the seal. If my identity is exposed, if the other party sees the money and wants to attack me directly, I am afraid that I will not even protect myself. Less than.

The frowning Tianjihong walked out of the gate of Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall in dismay. He was deep in thought at the moment and had not noticed that the square not far away suddenly became lively at some point. At the intersection of the square and the street, two groups of young people wearing uniforms were facing each other in a tense confrontation, and they seemed to be ready to take action at all times. As the noise of the people on both sides gradually increased, Tianjihong slowly came back to his senses. Curious, he followed the passers-by who were joining in the fun and rushed to the center of the dispute.

"Oh, your Bai family is just hanging on for a while now. We don't bother to compete with you, the descendants of the declining ancient martial arts family." Among the people wearing light blue robes, the leader was a tall, The young Taoist priest with a delicate face looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, with long flowing hair covering the lower half of his handsome cheeks. However, his mocking and contemptuous expression was not concealed at all, completely destroying his graceful temperament that should have been revealed. Unlike the people around him, the young man's Taoist robe was embroidered with dazzling silver edges on both sides. It was obvious that he had a distinguished status, and the group of people regarded him as the leader.

Confronting this group of guys dressed as Taoist priests were more than a dozen disciples of aristocratic families dressed in white clothes and trousers. Standing at the front facing the young man in the silver robe is a young girl with a certain aura. She is a little shorter than the young man in front of her, and her fair face is full of youthful vitality; but at this moment, she is listening to the other party With such humiliating words, the anger in her eyes seemed to devour the other person. The soft sword beside her was already rippled with some spiritual power fluctuations. The slightly trembling jade hand on the hilt showed the anger and unwillingness in her heart. He wished he could immediately take action and teach the young man opposite him an unforgettable lesson.

"It seems that a conflict broke out between a certain ancient martial arts family and a monastic sect, and judging from the situation, the two sides are probably going to fight to the death. As an anonymous person with no ability or background, I'd better not go and get involved; If he accidentally gets involved in the dispute between the two parties, he may not even know how he died." Tianjihong shrank his neck and stepped back. But at this moment, he was about to leave, but he suddenly heard a familiar name and stopped immediately.

"You, the Shigure Sect, are really bullying people!" the little girl scolded, her silver bell-like voice as melodious as an oriole, "Our Bai family has been inherited from ancient times as one of the eight ancient martial arts families in the martial arts world and has a history of thousands of years; Even if the head of the family is ill, it will be difficult for our Bai family to regain the power of the past, but it is not something that a sect like you, the Shigu Sect, that has been established for decades can insult!"

"Hahahaha! How ridiculous. Now all your Bai family can boast about are these old things. It's a pity that in the eyes of Shiyu Sect, the glory of the past is nothing; this Douwu Continent has always been It is natural selection of the weak and the strong. A poor family that is even on the verge of losing its own unique skills will now face its final destruction. This also indicates that our Shigure sect will continue to rise as a rising star. I think you might as well hurry up as soon as possible. By surrendering to our Shigure Sect and becoming our outer sect, as a member of the Shigure Sect, I may be lucky enough to save my own life on the day when your Bai family is wiped out." The young man in the silver silk robe continued to sarcastically say.

"How outrageous! Don't think we don't know that the black hand behind the current turmoil in the family is the participation of your Shigu Sect! I, the Bai family, will fight your Shigu Sect until death!" the little girl said sternly.

"Yes, none of the Bai family are greedy for life and fear death. Let's fight to the bitter end!" Everyone in the Bai family was obviously inspired by their morale, and they all shouted.