Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops in the beginning

Chapter 26 Martial Arts Open Class

Everyone in Huashan got up early and set off before dawn.

But after setting off, Linghu Chong found that there was one person missing in the team, and asked strangely, "Huh? Where's Junior Brother Chen? He even overslept sometimes?"

The leader, Yue Buqun, didn't say a word, and the other Huashan disciples sensed something was wrong, so they didn't dare to ask. Only Linghu Chong saw that no one answered, and wanted to go back to find Chen Guang.

Yue Buqun sighed and said: "Chong'er, let's go. You brother Chen has a chest, and thinks Huashan is too small to use his hands and feet. Don't try to hold him back."

Linghu Chong was at a loss when he heard that, Yue Buqun ignored him, just let out a long sigh, and left straight away.

Chen Guang stood on the city gate, watching the backs of everyone in Huashan.

At first, he thought that his behavior like "leave his job and go into the sea" was a big treason in ancient times, and Yue Buqun would definitely not allow it, maybe he would be expelled from the school like Linghu Chong in the original book, and there was no other way.

I never thought that there are rumors about this kind of thing in the world, but it's just a "teacher".

But becoming a teacher is not something that can be done casually, of course Yue Buqun has to test Chen Guang's current martial arts.

He still showed his master a lot of face. Originally, five swords could defeat him, but after nearly 150 swords, Yue Buqun couldn't stand it. It was a recognition of his strength.

There is no misunderstanding like the original work. Yue Buqun has read the sword manual of Dugu Nine Swords many times.

It's just unexpected that Chen Guang has only practiced for a few months, and his strength can increase so much... He admits that he has been obsessed with the Nine Yin Scriptures during this time, and has underestimated Dugu Nine Swords a bit.

Chen Guang turned around and returned to the city, thinking in his heart: I killed so many disciples of Songshan, if Zuo Lengchan was a bloody Jianghu person, he would definitely not shrink his eggs, but would come to trouble me first.During this period of time, people from Jianzong should not be sent to find Huashan's bad luck, right?
It's okay if you really go, let them experience the Nine Yin Scriptures combined with the Dugu Nine Swords to control the sword with qi.

However, I hope that Master’s structure can be opened up, and don’t get entangled in the battle of Lao Shizi’s sword qi anymore. Now Huashan is the only one who has the final say, and the Nine Yin Scriptures can practice both sword and qi. It's speechless.

Well, probably not...

……

months later.

In the city of Yangzhou, a martial arts gym was opened at some time.

This martial arts hall is quite grand, although the location is not the center of the city where wealthy people gather, but it can be regarded as an extremely prosperous business location.It is only one street away from the main road, and seven or eight roads up is the canal, which can be described as extending in all directions.

Although this kind of location can't be called an inch of land and an inch of gold, it's not far away. However, this martial arts gym has contracted eight shops in a row, opened up partitions between each other, and even demolished the attic to form a large school field. A main building, a backyard and two long rooms on the left and right.

There is a plaque hanging on the gate of the martial arts hall: The world is clothed with martial arts.

All of a sudden, the surrounding residents and businessmen were talking about it, and they didn't know which sect or faction was so rich that they used a store to open a martial arts gym. I'm afraid it needs gold and silver to burn it?
After the many miscellaneous things of "buying martial arts in the world" were over, and there were no more workers transporting stones and sand in and out, a wooden board similar to a notice was quietly added to the door.

There are more than a dozen items listed above, one, two, three, four. Some literate people came to read them, frowning, shaking their heads, and amazed again and again.

Those illiterate and lively people also gathered together, talking about it, and asking people around them what was written on it.

A clean and tidy old man, whose blue shirt was washed white with starch, had gray hair and beard, stood beside the notice board early on, silent all the time.

When someone asked, he opened his mouth and said in a clear voice: "This is the rule of accepting apprentices in the Buwu Pavilion under heaven, please listen carefully if you are interested."

Only then did everyone know that this old man was hired to explain to the illiterate passers-by, and quickly asked the people around him to calm down and wait for him to explain.

The old man didn't shake his head, he stood upright, his waist was straight, and he was full of energy.

He raised his head and said: "The Buwu Pavilion under heaven was built for the purpose of keeping the inheritance of Chinese martial arts forever, so there is absolutely no sectarianism, and there is no distinction between teaching and learning.

"High-ranking officials and dignitaries can learn, the three teachings and nine streams can learn, scholars can learn, farmers, businessmen can learn, even the old and young, women and children, there are no restrictions.

"Only those who commit crimes, rape and plunder, do not enter this door, and the consequences will be at your own risk."

These few lines alone are enough for passers-by to look at each other in blank dismay.

There were teachings about classlessness earlier, and I heard many people say it, but then they talked about old people, young women, women and children, which is too exaggerated to be classless, right?

Immediately, several people flung their sleeves and left, snorting coldly: "Showing up the crowd."

The hale and hearty old man didn't take it seriously at all. The scenes he encountered while singing operas when he was young were much more embarrassing than this one, and it couldn't make him feel any disturbance in his heart at all.Although these people did not join in, there was still strong curiosity in the eyes of more people.

He continued: "First, it is enough to learn from a master and cultivate one's mind, but outer disciples do not need to stay, eat and drink in the hall, and do not have to undertake other apprenticeship obligations.

"Second, lecture and meditate at Chen hour every morning, and leave school at noon. Sword practice is dismantled at Wei hour in the afternoon, and school ends at You hour. There is a break for ten days, and you are free to come and go in the middle. However, you must not make loud noises or disturb others, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences.

"Three, those who are talented and intelligent, select the best and accept them as formal disciples, and sign another contract.

"Fourth, there are risks in learning martial arts and practicing swordsmanship. Bumps and scratches are unavoidable. We will not be responsible for injuries during sparring."

The next few items are all disclaimers similar to the previous one.

In fact, what Chen Guang did was an open class of martial arts. He said that he was a disciple, more like a college student who could go to different classrooms to listen to lectures in his previous life.

The teacher does not need to get to know them one by one. Anyway, I will explain the knowledge at the top, and you can just listen to the bottom.

Chen Guang has always recognized a concept that only those who want to learn can teach, and he is too lazy to torture students one by one. I must teach what I should teach, and it is up to you whether to learn or not.

As for doing this, what if the recruited students don't pay attention?
please!If the earth really taught internal strength in the previous life, let alone pay the tuition fee according to the mind, Chen Guang would learn it even if he lost his fortune!

This is martial arts. If you don't learn it, others will learn it. You are the one who will be killed, not me, who sells lessons.

Besides, this is also considered an experiment by Chen Guang, and he hopes to harvest a batch of seeds instead of putting all the treasures that complete the task on it.

To be honest, he even prepared for the ten days of teaching, and the students disappeared without a trace.

But he was still optimistic. The ancients had never seen this kind of teaching mode at all, and only thought it was nonsense.

Chen Guang meditated in the morning in the martial arts field and practiced sword in the afternoon. From dawn to dusk, no one came to visit his master.

It wasn't until the hired servants closed the door at night that an extremely weak man reached in and was almost squeezed by the door.

The servant was extremely angry, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw that this man was a lame beggar, his whole body was dirty and smelly, one ear was missing a corner, and the other eye was swarthy, as if he had been gouged out by someone.

"Mom! Ghost!"

The servant screamed and ran into the longhouse.

Chen Guang was drinking tea in the attic, when he heard the movement in the courtyard, he jumped down from the second floor, and only then did he see this tortured inhuman figure.

"Are you...?" Chen Guang frowned and asked, could this beggar also want to be a teacher?This is not a shelter.

Although the beggar was lying on the ground, he cupped his hands and said in a strange and low voice, "Your... Lin Pingzhi, can you... learn from a teacher?"

As he spoke, he took out two shiny copper coins from his pocket, lowered his head, not daring to look into Chen Guang's eyes.

(End of this chapter)