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Chapter 2 Xuan Ming
After carefully stroking his thoughts, Chu Sheng remained silent.

As the saying goes, there is no unparalleled road, and I came to such a world for no reason, so if I fail to succeed, I will die in it.

Even if it is extremely difficult, he still has to fight for a chance!
But first, I want to clear my mind. What should this world be like when I'm new here?

This world is obviously not any world he knows, but the folk customs are the same as in ancient times.

There is a court, there are rivers and lakes, there are intrigues in the court, and there are fierce battles in the rivers and lakes.

The literati and poets recite poems and make paintings, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes kill happily, everything is like this.

However, it is the prosperity of martial arts.

There are nineteen states in the world, and this is Ningzhou, and this is the prefecture of Luolong City in Ningzhou, where there are continuous Luolong Mountains.

There are three mountains and thirteen peaks in the Luolong Mountain Range, and there are a total of 16 sects.

And this peak is one of the thirteen peaks, named Longshou Peak.

This faction is therefore called "Longshoumen".

As for Chu Sheng, he learned martial arts when he was young, but the world was dangerous, so he was sent to Luolongcheng Library by his father Chu Feng to study, but he failed miserably in the imperial examination, so he was called back to Longshoumen to practice martial arts.

This person is not good at writing, nor is he good at martial arts.

People gave him the nickname "Young master, you can't succeed"!
But his father, Chu Feng, had his own opinions. Perhaps he had a son in his old age, so he doted on his son.

Outsiders thought it was because of civil and martial arts, but he thought it was both civil and martial arts, and thought that in the future, entrusting Longshoumen to such a son with both civil and military skills would be an excellent successor of the Xingxuan sect!

However, the great work was not accomplished.
However, before that half month, two young men came to Luolong City.

Although these two people are handsome in appearance, their eyes are dark and they like to steal people's beauty. They like to do things like picking flowers, but they also like to engage in fierce fighting and bravery. They are arrogant and domineering along the way, killing everyone in all directions.

The Chimu Mountain Gate of the Luolong Mountain Range was called to rise, and many sects responded. Three mountains and thirteen peaks came, and dozens of people fought against these two young men!
However, there were only four or five people who returned safely, and most of them returned with serious injuries.

Another part of the people died tragically on the spot, and Chu Feng was among them.

After a scuffle, the two young men's moves to press against the bottom of the box were naturally exposed. It was the two sons of Xuan Ming.

These two are unscrupulous characters in the Central Plains Wulin. They even used the most sinister and poisonous Xuanbing to attack everyone they went.

Haosheng taught a class for the martial arts in Ningzhou, the three states in the south, and let them see the extraordinaryness of the martial arts in the seven states of the Central Plains.

Everyone was full of confidence in that battle, and it was precisely because of this that Chu Feng took Chu Sheng to join in the fun. He thought it was to gain experience for him and get acquainted.

But he didn't expect to lose his life just like that, and even his own son was hit by Xuanbing's palm, and he almost died.

Once the old master died, the position of master naturally fell to Chu Sheng.

But such a guy who can't do it well, how can he be the head of Longshoumen, dozens of people in the whole school almost left in three or four days, and only four people remained.

One, it was Chu Zhihong who was adopted by the old head Chu Feng when he was young, and was a playmate with Chu Sheng.

Furthermore, it was Bian Zhide who wanted to seize the headship.

In the end, there are the young master Chu Sheng who is lying on the bed, not knowing whether he is alive or dead, and the junior sister Jing Zimei who is ignorantly looking forward to the return of her sweetheart.

It's a pity that Chu Feng's half-life foundation was wiped out in one day.

Thinking silently in his heart, Chu Sheng also shook his head helplessly. In the world of rivers and lakes, it is natural to judge whether one is superior or inferior.

And now that he is suffering from the mysterious ice erosion, what can he rely on if he wants to save his life and keep his position as the head?
His eyes fell on Chu Zhihong.

"What do you mean by this mysterious ice erosion?"

Chu Zhihong spent most of his life in the Jianghu and knew a lot about Jianghu affairs, so he said, "It is rumored that this is the exercise that the old man Bingxuan and the old woman Shuiming got from the Three Western States when they were young."

"Xuanbing is eroded to the point where it's cloudy and cold. With the skill of the two of them, it is enough to freeze and kill opponents. It has always been an extremely sensational and evil martial art."

"But their two sons, Xuanzi and Mingzi, both practice this evil art, but they are different."

"Xuanzi's violent nature makes his one-handed boxing method use the boxing technique to penetrate the Xuanbing energy into the Xuanbingquan. The blow directly detonates the cold poison and freezes the soul instantly, and many of those who hit it will die."

"Mingzi's nature is cloudy, so he can use his palms well. Most of the black ice eroded by his palms is to bury the cold poison. The cold poison slowly seeps into the bone marrow and tortures people to death."

"I was not present in the battle outside Luolong City, but thinking about it, senior brother must have been hit by the mysterious ice erosion palm, but the cold poison is not deep, and there should be no danger of life in a short period of time."

"Before the cold poison breaks out, I will definitely find an antidote for you!" Chu Zhihong boasted, but his eyes were full of firmness.

Chu Sheng didn't answer, and the atmosphere became a little solid for a moment.

At this time, the sound of brisk footsteps came, both of them were martial arts practitioners, they both looked towards the door, and saw Jing Zimei walking in with food.

She seemed to be very happy, with a smile on her beautiful face. When the two of them looked down, she looked like a little girl, with slightly red cheeks and lowered her head to put down the food.

The three looked at each other and sat down. Chu Sheng also dragged his sick body out of bed. Naturally, he sat in the main seat, but he couldn't help frowning when he saw that there was little food on the table.

The mentality of a daughter is naturally delicate, Jing Zimei lowered her head, "there is no food in the kitchen."

"Just call Bian Zhide and send it over."

In front of people, Chu Zhihong changed back to his taciturn appearance, his tone was hard as if someone owed him [-] yuan.

Bian Zhide was usually responsible for the management of the martial arts gym in the city. While recruiting young people with good martial arts foundation, he was also responsible for sending vegetables, rice and grain up the mountain.

On weekdays, he is very cautious and dare not slack off at all, so Chu Zhihong's words are not a problem.

However, Chu Shengquan pretended not to hear, and filled his stomach with food and vegetables, then put down his chopsticks, stood up with difficulty, and walked out.

"In the future, I'm afraid there won't be any vegetables, rice and grains delivered."

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Chu Sheng is not a person with great talent, but at least he has great perseverance.

Xuan Bing is eroded in the body, as long as the internal force is affected, the whole person will fall into an ice cave, the more the internal force is mobilized, the deeper the cold poison will be, and the more sad it will be.

Cultivation is tantamount to accelerating one's own death speed.

But Chu Sheng knew better in his heart that if he just let himself go and didn't practice, he would die faster in such a world where martial arts flourished.

It is true that Chu Zhihong is a kind and righteous person, but he can't protect himself for a long time. If he wants to settle down, he can only grit his teeth and walk along the way of martial arts.

Early death or late death, Chu Sheng voted with his feet, willing to die one day later, just one day.

Therefore, he stubbornly suppressed the terror of the onset of cold poison, and practiced calmly for the whole night.

It wasn't until the sun rose on the second day that he stood up staggeringly, shaking his somewhat numb limbs, and the quilt he was sitting on had already been covered with a thin layer of ice.

The old servant was a man with sharp eyesight. He boiled the hot water early and took the quilt out to bask in the sun. Chu Sheng was also able to take a hot bath to wash away the sour smell from his whole body after meditating all night.

Put on a snow-white gown with a straight front, and a wide belt around the waist.

Chu Sheng carefully looked at himself in the bronze mirror, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, bright eyes and white teeth, and a head of black hair tied behind his head, he could be regarded as a handsome and handsome young man.

This sale is not bad.

It's a pity that this life has been hanging on the edge of the cliff.

Chu Sheng took down the long sword hanging on the wall, practiced several moves in the courtyard, and slowly regained his old feelings one by one. They were just ordinary moves, and of course a small sect like Longshoumen would not be able to do so. Very inherited.

Immediately, he went straight to find Chu Zhihong. This guy was a little older than Chu Sheng. He was in the state of transforming strength and was a good fighter.

He is a guy who knows the basics, so Chu Sheng naturally didn't need to be sloppy with this guy, and said directly, "I want to get rid of that Bian Zide, junior brother, would you like to join me?"

This guy was squatting at the door and drinking porridge. Outside of others, he didn't look like a half-talented expert. He looked like a young man from a peasant family who didn't know how to behave.

Seeing Chu Sheng coming, he didn't intend to stand up, but when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at Chu Sheng in a daze.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chu Sheng snatched the bowl from his hand, and Hulu drank the remaining half bowl of porridge, just to fill his stomach.

After finishing the porridge, Chu Sheng stood in front of the door Lingran, threw the bowl to the ground and broke it into pieces, and asked loudly: "Junior brother, are you willing to go with us!?"

Chu Zhihong looked at the shattered porcelain bowl in silence, and finally looked up at his junior brother who seemed to have changed his temper, and nodded.

Noticing that Chu Zhihong was still paying attention to the shards of porcelain bowls on the ground, Chu Sheng naturally couldn't say that he was excited, just remembering that before the righteous man killed the enemy, he always drank strong wine and threw bowls to show his heroic deeds.

So he made up a random lie, and simply said: "The main purpose of going down the mountain this time is to buy you a bowl."

With a calm expression on his face, he turned to the bright sunlight and stood with his hands behind his back, "By the way... go kill someone!"

(End of this chapter)