Marvel Martial Arts

Chapter 66
"The imperial court..." Ye Wen was also silent. This kind of thing is not difficult to understand. In the many TV dramas and novels he has read before, the world and the imperial court are not always so harmonious.

There have been many organizations in the imperial court that specifically target people in the Jianghu, such as the Six Doors in many novels and TV dramas, the Second East and West Factory, Jinyiwei...

Because of the existence of those martial arts masters in the arena, there is no doubt that they are provocations and obstacles to the rule of the court.

This is an irreconcilable contradiction.

People in the rivers and lakes like freedom and challenge authority, but the court needs stability.

"That's right, in order to deal with those of us in the martial arts, the imperial court will do everything possible, and some people, for the sake of prosperity and wealth, will become the imperial court's lackeys, eagle dogs, and the emergence of modern guns and other things... I am a hero, I can no longer resist... I can only live in seclusion and hide."

"But the imperial court still won't let us go, using all kinds of means to force out all the hidden martial arts practitioners, trick them out, and then kill them!"

"I and other people in the Jianghu must resist and pass on Kung Fu, otherwise the things passed down by the ancestors will be allowed to be extinct?"

The old beggar's tone was extremely tragic, and his eyes became even more moist.

Ye Wen could tell that the other party didn't seem to be lying, and after hearing this, he felt sympathy.

"Then now, are you planning to overthrow the imperial court?"

The old beggar shook his head: "No, we don't want to overthrow the imperial court. We are not expected to rule the country. After so many years, we have also recognized the reality. We just want to find a place to live, so that kung fu and Jianghu can survive."

"It shouldn't be difficult, right?" Ye Wen felt a little strange. He felt that with the opponent's strength, he could find a place to live in seclusion without being discovered by anyone.

"No, it's difficult." The old beggar said, "Although I no longer have the idea of ​​fighting with the imperial court, too many things have happened in these years, and too many people have already had a sworn feud with the imperial court. "

"Not everyone is willing to give up hatred, and not everyone thinks the same as me. Today's martial arts is still a mess..."

"Moreover, the strength of the imperial court is already irresistible. Weak warriors, they let those hawks and dogs deal with them. If a warrior like me dares to take the lead, what awaits me are airplanes, cannons, and even more dangerous things. I can't resist these things..." The old beggar said in a heavy tone.

"..."

Now Ye Wen couldn't give any advice.

Obviously, with the development of technology, masters like the old beggar can't get along.

Not to mention aircraft and cannons, as long as there is a sniper rifle, Ye Wen feels that he cannot stop it.

"Then what can I help you with?" He couldn't help asking, obviously weaker.

"I don't know..." The old beggar became more and more helpless.

Ye Wen: "?????"

"Then you teach cheats to children all day long, and you don't really know what you're doing?" Ye Wen suddenly felt a little speechless.

"That's right." The old beggar paused, and his expression became firm, "But it is not a wrong thing to pass on Kung Fu."

"That's true." Ye Wen nodded.

He was even more speechless, and at the same time felt that the old beggar seemed unreliable.

But suddenly, many questions arose in his heart.

He really wants to know what the history of this world that does have kung fu is like.

The earth where he used to be has always had rumors of kung fu.

But science has been proving that Kung Fu does not exist.

But what happened to the martial arts practitioners in the world of "Kung Fu" now, he couldn't help but become suspicious.

Did the world he was in have experienced these things before?

Is it true that kung fu also existed, and then died out in the end?

He couldn't hold back his thirst for knowledge, and asked, "I've been living in the United States, so I don't know much about many things in China. I find it very strange, why are martial arts practitioners now in such a state?"

"Has it always been like this? Or has something happened during this time?"

"Jianghu, what is the history of martial arts like?"

Ye Wen's expression was very serious.

The old beggar was stunned: "I didn't expect you to care about these things. Most of the others only know about martial arts. You are indeed a strange talent."

Ye Wen wondered if the word "wizard" was the old beggar's catchphrase.

It has the same meaning as "person".

You really are a human being, and it doesn't seem like you're complimenting me when you hear it like this.

He resisted the desire to complain, and continued to ask: "So, do you know these things?"

"Know or know... Even in this world, I'm afraid I know these things best."

"If you want to hear it, it's okay to tell you."

As the old beggar spoke, he suddenly became dazed.

"Kungfu has existed since ancient times, and the rivalry between the martial arts and the court has continued to this day. My understanding of Kungfu can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty."

The old beggar had a serious face, but Ye Wen always felt that the other party had a magical power.

People can't feel whether what he said is true or not.

But he still listened carefully.

"During the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court still had a high tolerance for Kung Fu. It is rumored that in the Ming Dynasty, there were great masters who learned the sword technique "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky"."

The old beggar began to speak slowly.

"And more importantly, the few emperors in the last years of the Ming Dynasty did not care about political affairs, which invisibly gave the martial arts an opportunity to develop. The martial arts is strong and prosperous! Not only in the rivers and lakes, even in the court, there are a large number of A master of martial arts."

"There are even martial arts masters who go to the top of the Forbidden City to learn swordsmanship on the night of the full moon. This is completely unimaginable for the martial arts of our future generations."

"Tang Bohu, a generation of literary giants at that time, was also well-versed in both civil and martial arts, with profound internal strength, and even a Overlord Spear could kill people without using a gun."

"It is rumored that he can also play Western percussion, he is simply a genius!"

"With the prosperity of martial arts at that time, even the thieves formed groups aboveboard, and the teachers were all gangsters with tattoos and knives."

As Ye Wen listened, he suddenly felt a little strange, but he didn't find the strangeness, so he could only hold back and continue listening.

And the old beggar was completely immersed in memories, and the more he talked, the more vigorous he was, and he had no intention of stopping at all.

"As early as that time, in fact, some people in Jianghu had expected that the prosperous martial arts would attract the fear of the imperial court, so a secret organization was formed to teach people martial arts."

"I am the person of that organization, and the only person!"

Ye Wen was shocked: "You? Ming Dynasty? Are you from Ming Dynasty? How old are you now? I have studied, don't lie to me!"

"It's more than 500 years old..." The old beggar was full of fascination.

"Fuck! Is it true?" Ye Wen was so surprised that he couldn't describe it. He couldn't believe that the old beggar in front of him was already a god who was almost six hundred years old!
Six hundred years old!

Is that human being?
This is clearly a fairy!
　Thanks to the book friend "Tang Tang is really cute" for the reward, the author will continue to work hard!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)