Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 158 Talking about heroes over wine

A group of young people in their prime, and they are sympathetic to each other. It is natural that a thousand cups of wine will be too little when meeting a close friend.

Except for Ma Qingfeng who pitifully guarded his only three glasses of wine and sipped it, everyone else let go and drank until the glasses were dry, including Gongsun Lan.

While they drank fine wine and tasted delicious food, they chatted freely, and their talk was naturally inseparable from martial arts and martial arts.

Although they are all teenagers in their twenties, their vision, knowledge and martial arts skills are even better than those of many famous elders who have been famous for many years. They can easily pick up all kinds of anecdotes and martial arts sources at their fingertips. .

Speaking of the contentment, Ma Qingfeng, who was the most sober, rolled his eyes and shouted louder: "As the saying goes, 'The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old', what's the point of always talking about old things? Why don't you guys talk about it? , there are many young masters in martial arts today, who do you respect most among them? Anyway, I think Brother Fu must be the most powerful!"

Monk Lao Shi, Hua Manlou and Fu Hongxue studied in the same discipline, knew each other well, and had always admired the senior brother's strength. However, it was not easy for his own family to praise his own family, so they all just smiled and said nothing at that time.

On the other hand, Lu Xiaofeng, who was sitting on the other side, saw the attitude of her friend Hua Manlou and knew that he actually agreed with Ma Qingfeng's words. However, she felt a little unconvinced and thought to herself, Hua Manlou, you know both Fu Hongxue and me. Does this good friend really think that I can't compare to him?

Fu Hongxue smiled and said: "You brat, don't talk nonsense! Today's martial arts world is full of flowers and stars. You have only met a few characters, and yet you dare to make short remarks here!"

Ma Qingfeng raised his head and said: "Brother Fu, why are you so self-effacing? Even if a hundred flowers bloom, you will stand alone; among the stars, you are the radiance of the bright moon. Unless you name a few people who can compete with you!"

Fu Hongxue looked at this young man who wanted to stir up trouble and shook his head helplessly.

However, Lu Xiaofeng was already interested and said, "Brother Fu, I'm also a little curious about this. We might as well follow the story of 'green plums boiling wine' and talk about the world's heroes through wine."

Fu Hongxue held the wine glass, lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "Although I am not a person who belittles myself, I have to admit that among the younger generation in today's world, there are still a few people and a few weapons that I cannot fathom. "

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "I wonder which people and weapons Brother Fu is talking about?"

Fu Hongxue said: "Originally, there was only a small Li Fei Dao belonging to Ye Kai, and two swords belonging to Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue. Now... we also need two of your fingers, Brother Lu."

Lu Xiaofeng's four eyebrows rose together, her eyes were full of smiles, but she kept saying humbly: "Brother Fu thinks too highly of me. I have too many bad habits, and I'm afraid it's hard to keep up with you guys."

Hua Manlou had a close acquaintance with the young man. Seeing his insincere expression, Hua Manlou muttered, "I didn't expect Lu Xiaofeng to be so hypocritical. I guess you must be shouting 'Brother Fu has good eyesight' in your heart at this moment!"

Everyone burst into laughter, making Lu Xiaofeng's cheeky face turn red.

When everyone's laughter subsided, Fu Hongxue said seriously to Lu Xiaofeng: "This is what I admire most about Brother Lu, and at the same time, I am not afraid to give advice to Brother Lu.

"You are able to achieve today's martial arts achievements without focusing on your mind. You are so talented that you really don't think twice about it in this world.

"But the road to martial arts requires concentration after all, in addition to talent. I started practicing swordsmanship when I was five years old. I had to repeat the 'draw the sword' technique taught by my adoptive father thousands of times every day. I persisted in this way for ten years before I began to understand the meaning of the sword. My father's 'Eight Sword of Heaven' moves, my stepmother's 'Eight Moves of Haiyuan', and the Demon Sect's 'Ruyi Heavenly Demon, Eight Continuous Strikes'. It took another five years to realize my own one move of 'Magic Sword Slash'.

"In addition, I heard that both Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue have lost themselves in practicing swordsmanship. They are only sincere to the sword and have not wavered in their determination for more than ten years. They have given up all material pleasures on weekdays and have never even touched alcohol. All they drink is Qingshui. Only because he is sincere to the sword, can he master the sword and realize the supreme swordsmanship." "Now everyone is on the way to climb the peak. Brother Lu, you can still keep pace with us with your talent, but the closer you get to the peak, the more you will reach the peak. The harder it is to advance, the more important it is to focus and perseverance. If Brother Lu is still like this, he may be one step behind us, or even one step away from the peak of martial arts forever!"

These words caused everyone to fall into silence, with thoughtful looks on their faces.

Lu Xiaofeng was particularly shocked. After being stunned for a while, he stood up, bowed his hands to Fu Hongxue, and sighed: "Brother Fu's words are as valuable as gold and jade. It's a pity that I was born with such a temperament. If I were to calm down and practice martial arts, Ignoring everything, I'm afraid my martial arts will deteriorate."

Fu Hongxue was startled for a moment, then stood up and bowed to Lu Xiaofeng, then smiled and said: "Everyone has his or her own path to seek the Tao, just like my adoptive father who wanted to take charge of such a large 'Ten Thousand Horses Hall', he also never focused on martial arts. But he still became the invincible 'Heavenly Sword'. It turns out that I use myself to save others, and some of my thoughts were a bit narrow. Brother Lu thought that I was just talking nonsense."

Ma Qingfeng asked from the side: "Brother Fu, why don't you talk about Brother Ye Kai? He has the same fun-loving temperament as Brother Lu, otherwise he always says that he is 'happy' and 'kai'!"

Fu Hongxue said: "Ye Kai is different from us because he practices the 'Little Li Flying Knife', which is unique in the world. His adoptive father once said that perhaps, somewhere, the Little Li Flying Knife was for Uncle Li Xunhuan. was born. Therefore, the "Xiao Li Fei Dao, a true example" actually contains some kind of curse of the will of heaven and earth. Ye Kai inherited the name of "Xiao Li Fei Dao", and then also inherited the name "Xiao Li Fei Dao" , the curse of "It's not in vain" has gone beyond the scope of martial arts and cannot be estimated by common sense."

These words were so mysterious that they were beyond everyone’s comprehension.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering how senior masters like Ma Kongqun could make such ridiculous comments about "Xiao Li's Flying Knife".

At this time, everyone had drunk a lot, so Dongfang Ran invited everyone to eat rice dumplings.

Teochew rice dumplings come in two flavors: sweet and salty. The salty rice dumplings are made with slices of fat and lean fresh pork, soaked in high-quality soy sauce and then filled; the sweet rice dumplings are filled with date paste or bean paste, and a piece of lard is added on top. After steaming, the lard blends into the bean paste, making it very smooth and delicious.

After listening to Dongfang Ran’s introduction, everyone chose according to their own preferences.

Only Ma Qingfeng was about to get the salty rice dumplings happily, but Gongsun Lan first took a sweet rice dumpling and opened it on the plate in front of him.

"Sister Lan..."

Ma Qingfeng was a little dumbfounded and a little aggrieved.

Gongsun Lan looked at him with a smile and said meaningfully: "Little Marquis, I think the zongzi must be sweet to be authentic. What do you think?"

Ma Qingfeng looked at this sister who was taught by his mother, and saw the gentle smile on her face that was exactly the same as his mother's. He suddenly shuddered and nodded vigorously: "Sister is right!"

Then he picked up the chopsticks, held the rice dumplings in his hands and started eating them. Although it felt a little cloying from the sweetness, he still pretended to enjoy the aftertaste.

(End of this chapter)