"I want to publish my martial arts notes to the public so that fellow martial arts practitioners can learn from them together."
Mu Qingyun smiled and said, "This matter needs to be widely publicized. This advertisement may be published in newspapers."
Situ Qingshuang paused, glanced at the corner of his mouth, but without asking any more questions, he responded and wrote a letter, asking the staff to help deliver it.
At first glance, Yaowu City seems to be full of scattered people, but it is actually the territory of major martial arts sects.
Jiangnan's Huijianmen, Yuegong, Hui'an Yangmen, Qingcheng Swordsman and other sects all have their own stations in Yaowu City, but some are more high-profile and open martial arts schools to teach apprentices, while others are very low-key and just arrange a Just a residence.
The original intention of the establishment of Yaowu City was that the old people in the world wanted to break the old-fashioned way of cherishing themselves and exchanging what they had.
For now, it cannot be said that it has no effect at all. Looking at the scene of these individual warriors swarming in, we know that in Yaowu City, everyone at least has a chance to find a way.
Although the martial arts that various sects are willing to pass on are not their own core skills and most of them are crappy things, it is better than nothing.
This group of people has great energy in Yaowu City.
In just over forty minutes after Situ Qingshuang wrote a letter, Mr. Xu from Yaowu City arrived with his disciple Tang Jingping, as well as all the elders or sect leaders from various sects in the city.
There is also the editor-in-chief of Wulin Evening News and Morning News.
The staff here at the gym almost broke their legs.
Mr. Xu smiled when he saw how busy they were: "Don't be busy. Eat whatever is available in the cafeteria. No special arrangements are needed for security. Just keep watch and don't let anyone disturb you."
Tang Jingping ushered the messy staff out and smiled at Huang Siping, who was greeting the various bodyguards: "There is really an evil person coming to harass him. It's bad luck for him, so there is no need for bodyguards."
Huang Siping: "..."
As soon as the door was closed, the only outsider, Mu Chengfei, sat back obediently, lowered his head and stared at his hands, acting as if he was blind and deaf, promising not to hear or see anything. .
Mr. Xu looked solemn: "Xiaoyue, I heard that you want to make public the various martial arts that you have learned and improved over the years?"
Mu Qingyun instantly took a step back, feeling the pressure rushing towards him, and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I know that martial arts is no better than others, and it needs some supervision to avoid being inhumane."
Just like Mr. Xu and others in promoting martial arts in Yaowu City, they certainly hope that more and more people will practice martial arts and martial arts will become more prosperous, but they do not really teach everyone regardless of the situation.
Mr. Xu then smiled and said, "This is a great kindness."
Mu Qingyun thought about it carefully, then took out the thick notebook he had written and showed it to Mr. Xu and others. He carefully considered the words and sentences and slowly spoke to them.
"I watched everyone's martial arts at the beginning, and I took these notes just for my own convenience."
"Then I wanted to give something back to everyone."
Her system was very useful in this regard. She used this convenience to improve the martial arts of various schools. After the improvement, the ordinary martial arts were upgraded to high-level ones.
But in the final analysis, these are all taken from the martial arts passed down by other families.
"After I have improved these contents, it is natural that the original owner should learn them."
Mr. Xu nodded and smiled again: "A few days ago, I heard that a few old men brought their disciples over, bringing their own basic skills and wanted to discuss them with Xiao Yue."
Mu Qingyun smiled: "Nowadays, our world is indeed more open."
Before, her behavior would have been criticized to some extent. Even if they couldn't control her sharp eyes, others would still say a few small words.
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The "original owners" who benefited from Liang's moves were enthusiastic about it.
"I deleted three moves from Huijian Sect's Junzi Sword and added five and a half moves. Young Master Situ thinks it's okay."
Situ Qingshuang: "It's very good."
Mu Qingyun pointed to the contents in the notebook and explained briefly. Mr. Xu's eyes lit up as he listened, and he exhaled deeply, sighing and praising again and again: "I have to admit that there are thousands of creatures in this world, and they all look the same, but this one Those whom God favors are those who are different.”
"Xiaoyue, you are so young and can do so much. You must keep up your efforts and don't slack off for a moment."
He paused and then said regretfully, "I hope Zhuo Yanfei can take time to work on it. It would be a pity if a talented person like you was wasted."
Mu Qingyun was not blown away, and whispered: "I will record the laws of the Ming Dynasty on the first page of the notebook, as well as the stipulated rules of the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty."
"Those who practice martial arts should have justice in their hearts and should not bully the weak."
"If there are evil people who do evil deeds, the whole world will punish them."
"Furthermore, this book of mine will only be passed on to the people of the Ming Dynasty. I still hope that seniors like Mr. Xu will control the rules and regulations for me."
Mr. Xu's expression suddenly relaxed.
Mu Qingyun also laughed: "Actually, I'm not really worried about the Three Islands. When people from other countries steal it, it will inevitably spread. But we have a hundred people in the Ming Dynasty learning it, so why are we worried that they can't learn it alone?"
Moreover, martial arts training does depend on talent. No matter how good the martial arts secrets are, it all depends on who is learning them.
How many people can achieve great things by just learning some basics, but there are also many people who can't become talented because of their family origins since childhood.
Mr. Xu and several seniors gathered together with juniors such as Mu Qingyun, Situ Qingshuang and Yun Duoer to discuss for a long time.
Mu Qingyun looked at the time. It was time to play a game, so she hurried out to play a game.
Countless spectators in front of the ring watched in stunned silence as Mu Qingyun led her opponent to a gorgeous and grand exhibition match.
Today I only use sword techniques, but one set of sword techniques contains shadows of twelve sword techniques.
They were all the most basic swordsmanship moves that everyone had seen even if they hadn't practiced them or didn't quite understand them. For a moment, everyone was stunned and couldn't even shout out a single word of cheer.
At the end of the fight, her little opponent looked numb and simply lay down.
Let love be what it is.
What else can you do?
It sounds like something big happened, but in fact, Mu Qingyun won this match quickly. It only took seventeen minutes from entering the ring to getting off the ring.
After the game, Mu Qingyun put the buzzing discussion behind him and went back to continue discussing business matters with Mr. Xu and the others.
After going up the stone steps and pushing open the door, he saw Mr. Xu arguing with Situ Qingshuang with his eyes wide open: "Why is it that my Five Poisonous Hands are not suitable for writing? Why, my martial arts skills are still divided into three, six, and nine!"
Situ Qingshuang was leaning on the table with a look of being exhausted from all the torture. Seeing Mu Qingyun come in, she immediately felt like she had found a savior.
Mu Qingyun: "..."
