Synthetic Wu Xian: Starting from the Vajra Funiu Fist

Chapter 1 Li’s Servants
The beginning of winter has just passed, and the cold is getting heavier day by day.

Because of the rain last night, the sky was still gray near noon.The cold north wind blew, chilling people to the bone, and also dispersed the hustle and bustle of the Li Mansion.

The young ladies and young men all huddled in the room, warming themselves by the fire and relaxing, with slight beads of sweat on their foreheads.

In the Buddhist hall in the east courtyard of the Li Mansion, a young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old was sitting on his knees, copying scriptures meticulously.

Wu Hu was wearing coarse clothes and linen. Although he could keep out the cold, he could not withstand the cold north wind blowing at him.

His face was red and cracked.His exposed hands were as cold as steamed buns, but he held the pen strongly and wrote with energy!
"Hey, your hands must not shake, otherwise all the hard work on a piece of paper will be in vain!"

Wu Hu breathed a sigh of relief toward his frozen red hands, feeling the warmth, and then continued to copy the scriptures.

"We must speed up the progress!"

Even if his hands were as cold as a knife and his knees were numb and his waist was sore, he didn't dare to show any signs of neglect.

Just because he was a slave of the Li Mansion and signed a contract of sale, the government could not care if he was killed or beheaded.

"Alas, after fifteen years of traveling, I ended up looking like a bird!"

Wu Hu was a little numb. He thought that when he traveled to this world, he imagined that he could do something big with the convenience of being a traveler.

Although he was born into a farmer's family, he has shown amazing wisdom since he was a child.His father gritted his teeth and sent him to a private school. Wu Hu originally wanted to be named on the gold medal list, but when he was nine years old, there was a drought and starvation everywhere.

It happened that my mother was pregnant again, and my father wanted to sell the family land when he was desperate.

But Wu Hu knew that this was a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution, so he had no choice but to sell himself into slavery.

As a result, there were so many people selling their sons and daughters that Wu Hu almost couldn't get into Li's house.Fortunately, he was literate, so he was favored by the Li family and sold for a good price.

Haha, it is true that knowledge changes destiny...

Wu Hu laughed at himself and continued to copy scriptures.

The second wife, Mrs. Qian, believed in Buddhism and wanted to copy the Diamond Sutra a hundred times.But he was afraid of being tired, so the job naturally fell to Wu Hu, who was good at handwriting.

There were only ten days, so even if it was so cold, he didn't dare to relax.

After Wu Hu had copied the Diamond Sutra a hundred times, it happened to be the day agreed to hand in the scriptures.

A middle-aged man wearing black clothes and slightly stout walked into the Buddhist hall. When he saw Wu Hu stretching his muscles, his face sank.

"Hmph, have you finished copying the scriptures?"

Wu Hu didn't know someone was coming and was startled. When he saw who it was, he felt even more nervous.

This person's name is Zhao Tong, a steward in the mansion, and a very vicious guy to his subordinates.

"Manager Zhao, I've finished copying it!" Wu Hu responded quickly.

After hearing that Wu Hu had finished copying the Diamond Sutra, Manager Zhao's expression softened a little.He nodded and stepped forward, looked at the scriptures copied by Wu Hu, and nodded with satisfaction.

"This calligraphy is really good. My son copied it well!"

Manager Zhao is a servant in the mansion, and his son is also a servant in the mansion. He is a son of the family.

Wu Hu immediately understood that Manager Zhao wanted to take the credit for copying scriptures on his son. Although he was angry in his heart, he had already been smoothed by reality.

What a bullshit time traveler, it’s nothing without plug-ins, it’s good to be alive.

Seeing that Wu Hu was speechless, Manager Zhao was quite satisfied.A smart person is easy to talk to, which saves him from resorting to tricks.

Picking up a hundred thick copies of the Diamond Sutra, Manager Zhao was about to leave, but turned around again.

"Report to the martial arts field in the east courtyard tomorrow."

Wu Hu was stunned by these words. Reporting to the martial arts field?

Could it be that……

Seven days ago, the Li Mansion selected a group of servants with good bones and the right age to practice martial arts.After all, in this world where martial arts are prosperous, aristocratic families cannot survive without force.

Wu Hu originally thought that since he had no backers in the government and was too old, he would not be selected, but he did not expect...

"Don't tell me, your family is still thinking about you. When your father found out about this, he was actually willing to give you five acres of land to smoothen the relationship. Haha, no wonder you can only work in the fields for the rest of your life. Being a registered slave for you is worth it. ?"

Manager Zhao did not hide anything. The main reason was that he knew that Wu Hu was not a talkative person, otherwise he would not have revealed these inside stories.

"father!"

Wu Hu felt warm in his heart. Five acres of land was already half of his family's land.Originally, it was difficult to support a large family on the land at home, but now that half of it is missing, it is estimated that the Li family will have to become tenants.

"Dad, is it worth it?"

Wu Hu was in a complicated mood, and he had no confidence in himself.He is already a mature time traveler and has no unrealistic illusions. He feels that he is extremely talented and a martial arts wizard.

It's just that the matter of practicing martial arts finally ignited his already numb heart. Now that the matter has come to this, he must try his best.

And I heard that if you break through to the Gang Qi realm, you have a chance to regain your freedom, which gradually made Wu Hu's numb eyes shine.

The next day, Wu Hu arrived at the martial arts field in the east courtyard early.This martial arts field is open-air, and the facilities inside are also very old. They were eliminated by the young masters and ladies in the mansion who practiced martial arts.However, these are rare things outside, and ordinary people cannot afford them.

At this time, there was only one middle-aged man in the martial arts field wearing a white short coat. He was tall and tall, with slightly protruding temples. He was obviously a martial artist.

This person's name is Yuan Chong, and he is a warrior in the Qi Sea Realm.He was not considered an expert in Li Mansion, but because of his solid foundation in martial arts, he was assigned to teach basic martial arts in the Mansion.

Seeing Wu Hu, Yuan Chong was slightly startled. This was the first time he saw this person: "Who are you and why did you come to the martial arts field?"

The martial arts field is an important place in the Li Mansion, and servants cannot enter or leave it casually.

"My name is Wu Hu, and I was asked to come by Manager Zhao Tongzhao!" Wu Hu hurriedly reported himself, for fear that the other party would kick him out.

Yuan Chong suddenly remembered Zhao Tong's instructions to him the day before yesterday, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Oh, it turns out to be that unlucky guy!"

Yuan Chong understood what was going on.

Zhao Tong collected five acres of land and gave the young man in front of him a place to practice martial arts.It's just that ordinary slaves like them don't know that as Zhao Tong's manager, it is easy to recommend someone to practice martial arts.

It's just that there is an assessment for the martial arts training of the servants of the Li Mansion, which lasts for three months. If they cannot enter the initial stage of the body training realm, they will be eliminated.

As for those selected slaves, the mansion will provide them with training resources, and their martial arts skills should be better.But even so, Yuan Chong estimated that only half of them could pass the assessment.

As for people like Wu Hu who are recommended by the manager, they will not get any training resources.Wanting to pass the assessment is simply a fantasy.

"My name is Yuan Chong. I am the person in charge of the martial arts field. I also teach everyone martial arts on weekdays."

After confirming Wu Hu's identity, Yuan Chong also briefly introduced himself to Wu Hu.

"Master Yuan!" Knowing that this was his master in the martial arts field, Wu Hu shouted politely.

Perhaps because he felt that Wu Hu was pitiful, or because he felt that the five acres of land of Wu Hu's family could not be wasted, Yuan Chong said: "Now I will teach you the body-building martial art Funiu Fist, which is a low-grade body-building martial art. Once you practice to a great level, you can easily subdue the bison!"

Seeing that Yuan Chong was going to teach him martial arts, Wu Hu immediately concentrated his attention and did not dare to miss anything.

Funiu Fist is not difficult, Wu Hu quickly memorized it.

"Practice hard and strive to achieve success as soon as possible!" Although Yuan Chong felt that Wu Hu had no hope, he still said words of encouragement.

"Thank you, Master Yuan!"

After Wu Hu thanked him, he came to the corner of the martial arts field and began to practice Funiu Fist.

At this time, a string of information appeared in front of his eyes.

Name: Wu Hu (15 years old)
Strength: Normal

Martial Arts: Funiu Fist for beginners (low-grade body-building martial arts)

There are two boxes below, with a plus sign in the middle and an equal sign at the back.

According to the information prompted, Wu Hu knew that these were two synthesis frames, and the Funiu Fist he had just learned could be put into the synthesis frame.

"In other words, if you can find something to combine with Funiu Fist, will it make Funiu Fist even more powerful?"

Wu Hu suddenly became excited. His golden finger finally came, and it was true that he was a time traveler.

At this time, there were gradually more people in the martial arts field. Everyone was slightly stunned when they saw Wu Hu.But when I saw him practicing Funiu Fist, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Many of these chosen people were born at home.Although their fathers were just servants of the Li family, they mostly held management positions in the family.

With their connections and savings, they have sought better martial arts for their children, and almost all of them have mid-level physical training skills.

Even if it is of inferior quality, it is still much better than Funiu Fist.

Even the dogs in the Li family wouldn't learn low-level stuff like Funiu Boxing.

"Look, Zhao Qiang is here!"

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the martial arts field, and a strong young man walked in with confidence and arrogance on his face.

"Looking at his arrogance, he looks like he has reached the first level of the body training realm!" Someone muttered dissatisfiedly, everyone is a slave, why can Zhao Qiang be so crazy.

"Hey, what do you know? I heard that Zhao Qiang was successful in copying the Diamond Sutra for Mrs. Qian and was rewarded by the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Fist." Someone who knew the inside story explained in a low voice.

"What, this is the strongest technique among the middle-grade body-building martial arts in the house. No wonder he is so happy."

The others couldn't help but look at Zhao Qiang with envy. The stronger the skill, the faster the body can be forged, and the stronger the strength. It is normal for everyone to be envious.

In addition to being envious, everyone also started practicing hard.In order to pass the assessment, everyone has to work hard at anything, and they can't stay as low-level slaves for the rest of their lives.

Wu Hu listened to all this with his ears pricked up, wondering why Manager Zhao pushed him so hard. It turned out that he wanted to find a good technique for his son.

"I can synthesize it, and I don't know how far it can improve Funiu Fist!"

Wu Hu was vaguely looking forward to it. Even if Funiu Quan was upgraded to a mid-level body-building martial arts, he would be more likely to pass the assessment than now.

But, how to synthesize it?
(End of this chapter)