Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 53

Dawang Peak in Wuyi Mountain was once inhabited by immortals in ancient times, making alchemy and cultivating Qi, so there is a relic on the mountainside named Zhang Xianyan.

There was just a big rock on the mountainside, with seal characters engraved crookedly. Jiang Wen decided to use this as the boundary of the mountain gate. After passing Zhang Xianyan, he would officially enter the scope of the sect.

Not far behind the gate of Wuyi School, there is a pool formed by the collection of cold and green springs in the mountain, called Tianjian Pool. Every day, the clouds, shadows and waves linger back and forth, clearing the whole mountain, so the daily drinking water is also here, and a One mu of Susukida is used for farming.

Climbing up the steps along the flowing Hanbi Spring, you will reach the end of the mountains and rivers, and suddenly you will see the top of Dawang Peak in front of you.

The flat and open place on the top of the peak is the place of Jiang Wenjian's sect, called Tongtian Rock, and the main hall of the sect, Tongtian Hall, is also here.

But in the final analysis, it is just a few simple wooden houses, including a main room and four side rooms on the left and right. This is currently the residence of the head Jiang Wen and three young disciples.

The four master and apprentice were standing in front of the wooden house.

The three apprentices lined up one after the other. Xiao Shitou, who was born with slow development, was the first disciple, who was good at biting people and dazed; Apprentice, you can do nothing but be cute.

Looking at it at this time, there are several miles in front of Dawang Peak, flying across the clouds, misty waves are not happy, because it is located on the peak overlooking the mountains and clear waters of Wuyi, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and it is fascinating. The mountains are green, and the water is full of water.

The expression on Jiang Wen's face was also confused.

What does it take to start a sect?
He seemed to have thought about this question, and it seemed that he had never seriously thought about it. It was not until now that the three apprentices were standing in front of him that he felt that his preparation was still insufficient.

Jiang Wen and the three apprentices stared at each other all morning, and finally got a clue...

Probably have to teach something?

Jiang Wenhui has a lot of martial arts, but it is inconvenient to teach these apprentices-in the early years of walking in the rivers and lakes, because of this kung fu of unknown origin, he often caused trouble.

Therefore, the only ones that can be properly taught today are Mianzhang, Yuenv Canjian Style, and Yan's iron cloth shirt. It is suitable for children to learn, and how to allocate it is still a bit of a headache.

Jiang Wen secretly thought that he should go back to the rivers and lakes and collect some martial arts to teach his disciples.

"Okay, today's radio gymnastics will be done here first."

At this moment, the three apprentices stood in a row, and Xiao Shitou stood between Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie as the big brother, obviously shorter by a corner, looking more like a brother and sister with a younger brother.

"Little Shitou, you are my senior brother, first tell me what you want to learn from Master?"

"Father asked me...to learn the Yi Jin Jing..."

Xiao Shitou was also polite, looked up at Jiang Wen innocently, and then played with his fingers.

"Well said, don't say any more in the future."

Yi Jin Jing?Jiang Wen rolled his eyes in his heart, and sighed a childish speech.

This little Douding really dares to say it, don't think that you can teach this kind of Shaolin classic-level martial arts casually because you have done a little bit of thin noodles in Southern Shaolin. The iron cloth shirt is prepared for you, you know?
If rumors spread in the Jianghu that his master Jiang suspected of stealing Southern Shaolin's martial arts classics and was creating a school to recruit disciples in Wuyi Mountain, the only way for Dawangfeng to be leveled by Shaolin tomorrow would be.

This child was sent here by shopkeeper Fang's dead horse as a living horse doctor. Strictly speaking, he didn't know what Jianghu was at all, so it was always understandable.

His eyes turned to Hong Wending. The eyes of this thick-headed and tiger-headed child were extremely firm. At first glance, he seemed a little dull, but Gu Panjian's brilliance could not be concealed. The little adults stood upright with their hands behind their backs.

"Wending, your father asked you to worship me as a teacher. Is there any martial arts you want to learn?"

Hong Wending lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then replied: "Master, I haven't fully practiced the kung fu my father taught me. It's a big taboo in martial arts to be broad but not good. I won't learn new kung fu for the time being."

See, this is the benefit of having an art investor.People in the rivers and lakes also like to find apprentices from the family of the rivers and lakes. Since ancient times, children who are poor and rich in martial arts, like like flock together, and have a foundation in family kung fu, regardless of aptitude, can always save the time to start from scratch.

"By the way, master, why don't you accept Fang Dahong and Ma Chaoxing as apprentices?"

Hong Wending asked seriously.

Jiang Wen was momentarily at a loss for words.

The Little Fifth Patriarch was the seed selected by Shaolin, and his aptitude must be the best among young disciples, only slightly worse than Hong Wending.But after all, they are disciples who have formally entered the Shaolin gate, even if they want to accept them, the disciples of South Shaolin will not agree.

Jiang Wen prevaricated Hong Wending a few words, why do these children always want to poach Shaolin corners by themselves?Who instigated them?What is the purpose of coming here?
"Ningdie, Master, let me ask you..."

Jiang Wenci looked at the little girl kindly, but was interrupted by Ning Die's crisp sound.

"If you don't learn, I will know kung fu. Sister Hongdou taught me!"

Jiang Wen frowned and said, "What martial arts did you learn?"

Fu Ningdie demonstrated in the open space, casually placed a few small stone tiles on the ground, and dexterously jumped onto them.

Ningdie's little feet stepped on the stones and moved back and forth. The irregularly shaped stones on the ground did not move at all. Obviously, the center of gravity and strength had been well controlled.

"This is the swallow's flying over the eaves. Sister Hongdou said that if you learn it, you can fly over the eaves and walk over the wall."

Jiang Wen shook his head when he saw this, and called Ning Die back to the disciples.

"The lightness of this kind of snitch can be regarded as the footwork of the outer sect at best, and it is of little use in duels in the rivers and lakes."

Ning Die pouted and said unconvinced: "I didn't want to learn martial arts... I really want to learn, and I also learned from Hong Daxia..."

After Jiang Wen heard this, he almost got hurt internally.

My apprentice still wants to learn Southern Shaolin martial arts?It is Jiang Wen's bottom line not to poach the corner of Nan Shaolin by himself, so he can't even think about letting Nan Shaolin take over him!

"I can see that each of you has unique skills."

Jiang Wen raised his head and looked into the distance, and said quietly, "According to the rules, apprentices have to examine their character before teaching martial arts. Next, your daily homework is as follows, so listen carefully."

The three little apprentices waited with bated breath, wanting to hear what Jiang Wen was going to say confidently.

"Wending and Ningdie's rotting bone poison has not been cleared, and it is easy to get mad when practicing martial arts rashly. For the first month, you cut ten bundles of firewood from Zhang Xianyan and ten barrels of water from Tianjian Pond every day, and ran lightly along the mountain. Ten sticks of incense, use foreign martial arts to force out the residual poison."

Between erysipelas and bone-rotting poison erosion, Yuan Huazi also racked his brains and finally avoided heavy metal poisoning, but in the end there was still a small amount of bone-rotting poison left unavoidably, and more activities were needed to suppress the corrosion by relying on metabolism, and slowly resolve.

Official Hong Xi would choose to keep Wending, and there are also considerations in this regard.

Hearing this arrangement, Hong Wending had endured hardships since he was a child, and had no objection to the work. Ningdie's eyeballs kept rolling and he didn't know what to think, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"Little Shitou, you practice martial arts with me first. As a big brother, how can you be the lowest in martial arts? I plan to spend a month training you to become a talent!"

Jiang Wen knelt down and looked at Xiaoshi with a smile, he looked very much like an old beggar who cheated children of pocket money.

"Do you want to learn bionic skills, open dragon spine, or unlimited martial arts?"

　Overtime is miserable, one more today

　
(End of this chapter)