Hearing Shangguan Shiliu's introduction, Lin Xiaolu and others were a little confused. They were all so surprised that they didn't know what to say.
The amount of information was too much, and they were still young and couldn't accept it for a while.
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu was even more shocked. He suddenly recalled that when he was seven years old, he was deceived by a storyteller, saying that there was a poor Taoist priest at the entrance of the village, and as long as he robbed him, he would definitely get benefits. In the end, I really believed it. I was so stupid that I took my sister and ran to rob, and then I met Li Mingru.
And then...he became the disciple forced by Commander Li Mingru, the best in the world.
Lin Xiaolu suddenly felt that everything was as planned, and thought that he would really have to go back to the village if he had the chance to ask his husband.
After breakfast, the few young people set off again. Jiang Ning drove the carriage, Lin Xiaolu hugged Handsome Duck and sat next to her, while Wu Gu and Shangguan Shiliu sat in the carriage, walking leisurely along the official road. .
In the morning, the carriage left the Danyang City Gate and drove all the way. Finally before dark, it arrived at the border of the Yuan Kingdom, a city named Fufeng.
After passing the city gate checkpoint, Jiang Ning drove the carriage and said happily to the boy next to him:
"Fufeng is a famous hometown of swordsmanship. Xiaolu, haven't you always wanted to learn martial arts? You can see the swordsmanship here."
The drowsy young man holding Shuai Shuaiya beside him suddenly woke up when he heard the sword technique.
"Wow! What kind of sword skills are there here?"
Jiang Ning smiled slightly: "I don't know much about it, I just remember that it was a sword technique specially used to deal with Japanese Japanese pirates."
Japanese pirates?
Lin Xiaolu was a little confused when he heard this term for the first time. The handsome duck in his arms explained to him: "Japan is an island country outside China. It once had a war with China, and then they lost. .”
"Are there any immortal cultivators there?" Lin Xiaolu asked.
"There must be one, the Japanese monk who was beaten by Li Mingru with a feather duster and called him daddy." Shuai Shuaiya said casually.
Lin Xiaolu:……(｡ì _ í｡)
Well, he is now completely numb to the power of his boss, and has no emotions in his heart.
Even if Handsome Duck tells him next time that the boss is actually not a human being, he probably won't find it strange.
The handsome duck in his arms continued the introduction and said with a flat mouth: "Many years ago, Japan once went to war with other countries in China. Whether it was Japan's monks or Japan's warrior mortals, they all went out to invade China.
The two sides also made an agreement before the war started. The immortal cultivators could not interfere in the battle between mortals and mortals. Mortals against mortals and immortals against immortals. Therefore, the mortal warriors from China at that time also poured out their money to fight with the mortal warriors from Japan. Fighting, and the Yuan Kingdom's sword technique, which was specially designed to restrain the Japanese Bushido, was probably created by the martial arts masters at that time. "
"Wow~ That's so cool!" Lin Xiaolu immediately shouted out. He thought it was a very cool thing for all the martial arts schools in China to come together.
The young man hugged the handsome duck and asked excitedly: "Are the Japanese monks powerful? Have our Chinese monks also been dispatched?"
"It's quite powerful, isn't it? There are all kinds of weird ninjutsu and onmyoji in Japan, and the monks in Japan are very united, unlike us in China, who are scattered. As for the monks in China?"
The well-informed handsome duck flattened his mouth and hummed: "We monks in China didn't know about their invasion at all, because they hadn't crossed the East China Sea. Li Mingru stood proudly on the top of the East China Sea with a feather duster, alone. All the Japanese monks who were smoked completely collapsed."
After saying that, Handsome Duck raised his head, looked at Lin Xiaolu and said:
"Your boss was beaten for a long time, even the emperor over there was not spared. After he was beaten, he complained about their shamelessness and said that his hands were sore from the pain."
Lin Xiaolu:……(｡ì _ í｡)
As soon as Handsome Duck finished speaking, Shangguan Pomegranate in the carriage hummed unconvincingly:
"Li Mingru has gone too far!"
Shangguan Shiliu poked out his small face from the car curtain and said angrily:
"When he went to Donghai, my father sent a message to him and asked him to leave some for my father to smoke. But when my father rushed to Donghai, he had already finished all the smoke and didn't give any to my father. Liu, made my father so angry that he almost broke off our relationship with him."
"Pfft~ Hahahaha."
Everyone burst into laughter immediately, and even Wugou, who was chanting sutras, couldn't hold back his laughter.
Amid cheerful laughter, the carriage drove into Fufeng City and arrived at a rather luxurious inn.
As usual, several young people laughed and had a good meal. Then Lin Xiaolu said that he would visit the martial arts sect here tomorrow and ask the other party to teach him the sword skills to deal with Japanese Japanese pirates, so he asked everyone to stay with him for a while. Two days.
Naturally, everyone had no objections. After all, although Xiaolu was unconventional, he had somehow become the backbone of the group, and everyone agreed while talking and laughing.
That night, nothing special happened. Everyone slept soundly. Except for Jiang Ning and Wu Guo, they both felt a little strange. For some reason, it had been so long and the Yun Bone Sect didn’t send any new ones. The assassin is coming.
The next day, early in the morning, several people had breakfast together, and especially tasted Fufeng's special delicacy called fried buns.
This stuff was so delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and squeaky and oily after one bite. Lin Xiaolu ate more than 120 of them in one go, scaring the innkeeper and waiters so much that they begged him to be more generous.
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"Ah!"
"ha!"
"Ah!"
"ha!"
At 1:00 a.m., outside the famous Qi Family Gym in Fufeng City, dozens of strong men wielding iron knives were standing. They were all strong and muscular, sweating profusely under the early morning sun, attracting countless passers-by's glances. .
The Qi Family Gym is the most famous martial arts gym in Fufeng. The martial arts disciples here are all highly skilled in martial arts. The most rare thing is that they have good character and often help the people in the city. In the past, there were floods in the city, or they encountered horse bandits. He is always the first to stand up, his movements are faster than the officers and soldiers of the yamen, and he is deeply loved by the local people.
And this is also because the owner of the Qi Family Martial Arts School has an unwritten rule for accepting disciples.
Whether the apprenticeship fee is high and whether it is the material for martial arts training are secondary. The main thing is the character of the apprentice. Only after a year of inspection and it is determined that the person is of good character can the apprentice be formally apprenticed in the Qi Family Gym. Learn art.
At this moment, the gym leader, who was over fifty years old and had a big black beard, was holding a teapot and leisurely watching the apprentices practice at the entrance of the gym, as usual.
"Harder."
"Louder."
"Forearms, forearms straight!"
"Stand your horse's steps firmly, and pay attention to pushing on the ground to exert force when swinging the sword!"
He checked around one by one and was quite pleased with the disciples' diligence. Just as he was about to go back and sit down, he accidentally discovered a childish boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, standing on the street next to the gym. The little Taoist priests on the left and right.
At this moment, the little Taoist priest was watching his disciples practice martial arts with his big round eyes without blinking.
The owner of the gym didn't care either. He wasn't afraid of anyone watching. On the contrary, he felt that the people in the city would feel more secure if they saw his apprentices at the Qi Family Martial Arts Hall practicing martial arts diligently every day.
Warriors are meant to keep a place safe. This is also the teaching left by our ancestors.
"Here are some snacks. There is a little Taoist priest over there who is watching you. Show your real skills to others and let them know that with our Qi Family Taoist Hall here, no one can bully the people here!" Treat Lin Xiaolu as a common people's hall. The Lord shouted to the disciples.
When the men heard this, they immediately started practicing more vigorously. They roared and waved their swords with enthusiasm, showing off their strength and martial arts skills to Lin Xiaolu.
The owner also started shouting directly:
"That's it for practicing the basic movements. Let's start training the Japanese sword technique! Kick-striking sword posture! Get up!"
