Chapter 314 The full-level number came to Novice Village
Chapter 314 The fully leveled account comes to Novice Village
Qingfeng Pavilion is located in Wei'an Town, and its scale is actually not that big.
Although there have been physical martial arts monks, they date back to more than ten years ago.
As a master master, the cloak sword technique taught by Xu Fu is easy to learn, but just obtaining the iron weapon is enough to stump most people.
Wei'an Town is located near a mountain range, but metal ores have to be purchased elsewhere, making empty-handed martial arts more common.
The facade of Qingfeng Hall is a courtyard, but the vegetation is replaced by a spacious martial arts training ground.
There were thirty or forty martial arts practitioners scattered around the martial arts training ground, most of whom were young children. They were all holding stone pillars to hone their strength.
The martial arts taught are not as mysterious as imagined, and do not involve internal skills at all. They are mainly about exercising the body and mastering skills.
"You need to practice martial arts every day, otherwise it will be in vain."
Xu Fu kept making loud and angry shouts, and frowned at the disciples, reminding them of the norms of their actions.
Compared to Chen's Gym, which emphasizes physical exertion, and Blackstone Gym, which focuses on fisting and palming, Qingfeng Gym does not have any advantage at all.
In recent times, it is even impossible to recruit apprentices, so they can only choose from orphans.
But the problem is that these children come from poor families and it is difficult to obtain the resources to practice martial arts, so they inevitably need subsidies from martial arts schools.
"well……"
Xu Fu pinched his temples.
He sat depressed on the stone bench, took out a piece of sick rice sent by Xu Sanliang from his arms and chewed it, and then his spirit became brighter.
After all, Xu Fu did not master physical martial arts, so he did not dare to grind diseased rice into powder and smoke it as dry tobacco, which would easily lead to lung damage.
He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn't notice several children whispering.
Xu Tu held the stone ball crookedly, causing the senior brothers around him to frown frequently. If Xu Fu hadn't been there, he would have come to teach him a lesson earlier.
"Gouzi, practicing martial arts is too tiring. Are you sure you can be a catcher?"
The child named Gouzi sighed and replied: "I don't know, but my father always wanted to send me in before he died..."
Gouzi sniffled a little and continued to sweat silently.
Xu Tu's eyes flickered. In order to ensure the resources needed for martial arts training, they spent a lot of energy to obtain food, but it turned out that it was difficult to get started.
And according to the news he heard, it would take two or three years to just lay the foundation, but looking at the few senior brothers who have made it this far, they are not necessarily that strong.
The only thing Xu Tu looked forward to was that after successfully graduating from school, he could work in a government office and have enough money to support his younger brothers and sisters.
"Okay, okay, you guys, please stop and go squat down."
Xu Fu walked to the martial arts training ground and signaled Xu Tu and others to step aside and practice the breathing method of Qingfeng Swordsmanship.
The purpose of the breathing method is to increase lung capacity, which is unique to Qingfeng Pavilion. However, it only involves holding your breath for a longer period of time, so there is nothing special about it.
Xu Tu naturally followed the instructions. Compared with his poor swordsmanship, Ma Bu was undoubtedly much more proficient.
After all, they have been climbing walls since they were young, and ordinary adults may not be able to catch them. This is also what Xu Fu values about these people.
Xu Fu held a wooden whip, constantly guiding his disciples' movements, and imparting his own experience of practicing martial arts for decades.
"Master, I heard that senior brother Xu Sanliang has come to the martial arts academy these days?"
The person who spoke was Zhao Liangxin, who was regarded as the senior brother of the same generation in Qingfeng Hall. Usually, after Xu Fu finished teaching, he would give guidance to his juniors.
"Should come again today."
Xu Fu's wrinkles became smoother. Although he and Xu Sanliang were not masters and disciples, the latter was still very proud to come to Qingfeng Pavilion.
The other disciples looked at Xu Fu. They didn't know physical martial arts, but Xu Sanliang's name was very loud in Wei'an Town.
A few years ago, he was well-known in the Wei'an Town area, but he rarely did anything after that.
"Master, I heard that the outsider will also practice martial arts in our Qingfeng Pavilion?"
Xu Fu thought of this and explained: "It is true, but don't talk nonsense, Wangshan Road is not from outside..."
He narrated the story in the agreed-upon terms, only telling his disciples that Wang Shanlu was originally from Wei'an Town, but had been away since he was a child.
Xu Fu was mainly afraid that his disciple would be careless in his daily sparring, and that Wang Shanlu's frail physique would easily lead to trouble.
Xu Tu and others looked at each other.
Wang Shanlu was not the sick ghost he met a few days ago. No matter how he looked at him, he might die at any time, but the momentum he displayed was inexplicably intimidating.
The disciples discussed Xu Sanliang secretly, and by the way, they talked about Wangshan Road.
Although they have never met the real person, they all know that Wangshan Road is plagued by stubborn diseases, which shows how big the commotion Wang Qi caused when he brought him back to the town.
Xu Fu had a slight headache. Suddenly he noticed a figure approaching from a distance, and immediately reminded him: "Practice your martial arts well, maybe Xu Sanliang can take a high look at you."
"Yes, Master."
The disciples stopped talking and began to demonstrate Qingfeng Swordsman's moves.
Soon everyone's attention was focused on the two approaching figures, and the heavy footsteps seemed to fall on their hearts.
The more Xu Fu looked, the more something was wrong. Then his eyes became glazed over. He opened his mouth wide and looked at the tall man next to Xu Sanliang.
This is...Wangshan Road?
Zhao Liangxin swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of senior Xu Sanliang, you can tell he is invincible just by looking at his appearance..."
The junior brothers echoed: "Senior Brother Zhao, it is indeed true."
"But Wang Shanlu is not as thin as the rumors say. He just looks a bit mature and does not look like he is in his twenties."
"It must be caused by a stubborn illness."
"My second uncle's family has a baby who is already three years old and already has wrinkles on his face..."
Everyone was talking about it, but Xu Tu felt a little inexplicable. No matter how he looked at it, he was not the ghost who died of illness in the courtyard a few days ago.
Could it be from the side?
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ren Qing carefully. After noticing the double pupils on his forehead, he couldn't help but his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.
In Xu Tu's eyes, Ren Qing's walking posture looked more and more like a tiger.
The terrifying pressure is coming, as if you are about to open your mouth and bite someone in the blink of an eye.
After the two arrived at the martial arts training ground, Xu Sanliang said to Xu Fu: "Master, Wangshan Road is in your hands."
As soon as these words came out, there was complete silence.
In fact, Ren Qing's height of two meters was completely opposite to Wang Shanlu's impression, which caused an unparalleled impact on them.
"this……"
Xu Fu looked at Ren Qing's arms, which were thicker than Xu Tu's thighs, and immediately guessed that Wang Shanlu's disease might have been revealed.
But this is the first time such a terrifying change has occurred in Wei'an Town.
Immediately, Xu Fu was overjoyed. Just looking at Wang Shanlu, he knew how terrifying his talent was. If he achieved physical martial arts in the future, the masters in various martial arts schools would take a closer look at him.
Not to mention it will affect the money allocated by the clan elders to the martial arts academy every year.
Xu Sanliang took out a money bag, weighed it and said, "Just teach martial arts as normal. The daily food on the mountain road is mine."
Xu Fu was naturally ready to refuse: "No, I..."
"I know the current situation in Qingfeng Pavilion. After all, I also went out from here, so there is no need to distinguish it so clearly."
Xu Sanliang handed the money bag to Xu Fu.
Xu Fu said nothing more and turned to stare at Ren Qing.
Dozens of other pairs of eyes fell on Ren Qing. He suddenly felt uncomfortable, but in order to maintain his silence, he had to shut up and stand.
After being stunned for several minutes, Xu Sanliang interrupted and said: "Master, since you want to enter the Qingfeng Pavilion, look..."
Xu Fu patted his forehead: "I almost forgot. You can try Shidunzi on the mountain road so that I can have an idea."
He was afraid that Ren Qing wouldn't understand and even made gestures.
Ren Qing walked straight to the side of the martial arts training ground. There were several vague human-shaped statues standing there. Their appearance should have nothing to do with happiness, wealth and longevity.
Xu Fu and Xu Sanliang looked at each other, as long as there was no problem with simple communication.
Everyone said that Wang Shanlu was stupid, but he could understand people's speech, and his body was different from ordinary people. His talent in martial arts was already very terrifying.
Ren Qing had no intention of keeping it, after all, he didn't have much time.
The Nether Celestial Insect Technique can indeed extend lifespan, but when the disease is promoted, the rate of lifespan consumption will definitely increase accordingly.
Ren Qing casually grabbed a stone pier weighing five or six kilograms, then put it back on the ground, and then walked towards the largest stone pier.
This stone mound weighs at least 100 kilograms. Except for Xu Fu occasionally lifting it a few times, it is impossible for the disciples to compare with it.
Ren Qing hugged Shi Dunzi and staggered when he lifted it up, almost falling down.
Xu Sanliang and Xu Sanliang gasped. Others would think that Ren Qing was reluctant to move, which caused instability in the bottom plate.
But the fact is that Ren Qing misjudged the weight of the stone pier and exerted too much force, causing him to almost fall.
Xu Fu swallowed his saliva and whispered in Xu Sanliang's ear: "Sanliang, are you sure Wang Shanlu needs to practice martial arts?"
"Let's practice first..."
Xu Sanliang didn't know what to say, so he had to wait until Wang Qi recovered from his injury.
He felt that with Wang Shanlu's body, there was a high probability that he would be able to master physical martial arts. Of course, the prerequisite was that he would not go crazy for no reason.
"That's it. Shanji will stay at the Qingfeng Pavilion during the day and go back to his home to rest at night. Master, you... will teach me martial arts."
After Xu Sanliang finished speaking, he planned to leave in a hurry.
Xu Fu asked in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, are you feeling restless recently?"
"Well, there should still be people alive in the town that was reduced to ashes, and depending on the wishes of several clan elders, reconstruction may begin in the near future."
Most of Xu Fu's joy was washed away. At his age, even if he has not mastered physical martial arts, he can still have access to some secrets.
Since "immortals" are involved, hundreds of people will not be affected...
Xu Sanliang did not stay long. Qingfeng Pavilion was far safer than the courtyards of ordinary residents. Besides, how could ordinary people deal with Wangshan Road nowadays.
After Xu Fu came to his senses, his disciples had already practiced their postures, but they were more than ten meters away from Ren Qing.
He then hesitated about what martial arts to teach Ren Qing.
No matter how you look at it, Ren Qing's physique is not suitable for practicing swordsmanship. The right way is to directly reduce ten levels with one force...
While Xu Fu was hesitating, Ren Qing silently started to use the Tiger Fist.
The disciples ducked away instinctively, and the sounds of dragons and tigers roaring seemed to come out of thin air, mixed with the sound of the air tearing apart.
Xu Fu's expression was complicated. It seemed that martial arts was no longer necessary. It was better to prepare some weight-bearing equipment to focus on polishing the body.
