Fist of Imagination

Liang De looked at himself in the teacup and water mirror, and tried to imagine himself going to the supermarket without paying for it without moral ethics.

The silver-white mirror remained calm. The mirror did not reflect the shocking scene of the supermarket madman Mr. Liang pushing a shopping cart into the checkout counter, nor did it change its shape or color. The image in the mirror remained the same, and Liang De was still the same Liang De.

"Master, your glass of water is different from last time. Is this a telescope or a lie detector?"

Chang Duanxuan smiled and said: "No, don't worry, Ade, my water mirror cannot reflect your thoughts or tell the truth from the false. It just reflects your current appearance truthfully and leaves a record.

"Next time I'll look at you with a water mirror and leave a new record. I can use these records to find fault with everyone. The interests and hobbies of the elderly are not worth mentioning."

Liang De asked curiously: "Then what's different about me compared to last time?"

"You need to ask others what's different about you, shouldn't you ask yourself?"

"That's right...Master, what you said is so profound. I'll go back and understand it, and I'll give you some insights another day."

Liang De stood up and was about to leave, but found that Chang Duanxuan's right palm was rolling like a soft leaf, and a vague light green mist condensed in his palm, clearly brewing a sour and spicy transformation. Bone cotton palm.

He sat down helplessly and said: "Master, mass-produced bodies also cost money. I haven't replaced the hundreds of bodies you smashed last time.

"What you are doing is called intentional destruction of other people's property and the circumstances are serious. In my hometown, you will be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years."

Chang Duanxuan calmly closed his palms and said softly:

"Ade, among my three true disciples, you have the highest martial ethics. If I don't entrust you with the task of policing evil, punishing rape, and maintaining the purity of the ancient Dongguo boxing technique, who else can I entrust to you as a teacher?"

Liang De shook his head, raised his arms and made a refereeing gesture to push someone for a foul.

"Master, this thing about martial arts... is not, this, the soul of the ancient Eastern boxing technique. It is as vast as a mountain and a sea, broad and profound. My understanding of it is still very superficial.

"You asked me to answer the questions and write the papers. It's easy to get high marks in the martial arts cultivation class, and it's not difficult to abide by the law myself, right? I'm still confident in that.

"But by giving me this task, you are asking me to judge the martial ethics of everyone in this sect.

"Once a fellow sect has a serious problem with his martial ethics, I will correct him. If he cannot be corrected, I will clean up the sect and hunt him to the ends of the earth. Is this what you mean?"

Chang Duanxuan nodded and said: "In principle, it can be understood this way, Ade, the person who was responsible for doing this earlier was called the law enforcement elder, and it was always left to the person with the highest martial ethics in the sect to do it.

"My teacher has already made a decision. This term, you will be the law enforcement elder."

Law enforcement elder?

Liang De thought for a while, he was bareheaded, wearing a black suit and white gloves, sitting opposite Sun Xunqiao, with a selfless face, and spoke with a smoky voice and a subwoofer:

“Senior brother, I already have the evidence that you don’t respect martial ethics.

“If you step back from the brink, I guarantee you will come back to the bottom.

"If you persist in your stubbornness, I will make you suffer endlessly.

"Where to go, give me an explanation."

Then Sun Gou hugged his thighs, with snot and tears, and said that he and Ye Shuangliu went to the hotel just to learn pyrotechnics, so that he could let him go for the sake of his fellow apprentices.

No, no, it hurts to think about it, and I definitely can’t do it.

Liang De quickly shook his head and said to the expectant Chang Duanxuan:

"Master, I'm really...I'm not being modest. I can't do this. You'd better hire someone else.

"How to judge martial ethics in actual practice, by deeds or by heart? It doesn't work well on either side.

"Let me give you an analogy. In Mu Yigui's hometown, in the world No. 1266 on the other side, it is a great shame for a man to have his butt seen by outsiders. As long as outsiders see it, the man will have to jump into the well immediately. If he doesn't jump, it will be unmanly.

"You went shopping there, and Mu Yigui wore crotchless pants and went out to urinate. You saw his butt. Mu Yigui committed suicide by hitting the wall on the spot, and fell into a puddle of urine with a plop.

"His father, Sun Xunqiao, picked up his trousers and came out from behind the wall. When he saw this situation, he was furious. He rushed out and wanted to fight with you to death. You had no choice but to slap him to death.

"You said, for such a stupid thing, how should I judge your martial ethics, in terms of heart or deeds? I can't give you a set of martial ethics papers.

"How can this work be carried out? I can't come anyway."

"Ade, you don't have to figure these things out now. When the time comes, your heart will tell you what to do."

Chang Duanxuan pointed to his chest and said:

"And the most important thing is not how many people you have sentenced to martial ethics, but as long as you are here, other disciples will not dare to act recklessly."

Liang De: "Wouldn't it be better for Senior Sister to do this for me? Just like Master, I am the leader and law enforcement elder. Isn't that good?"

"If you don't do it, if you are afraid of power but not ethical, you will die sooner or later.

"Let Dong Lan be the law enforcement elder. Except for the four of us, master and disciple, the other disciples may go to the West. How can the ancient boxing method of the East Kingdom regain its prestige?

"You..."

Chang Duanxuan looked at Liang De's expression of indifference and finally made up his mind:

"I will give you the title of Law Enforcement Elder first. You don't have to do anything or kill people. It won't be too late to make a decision after you receive the benefits of the first wave of martial pulse feedback."

"Martial pulse feedback?"

"You will know it naturally when the time comes."

Chang Duanxuan took out a stone seal from his sleeve and threw it to Liang De, saying:

"Refine it into the martial arts soul, and then tell me the requirements of the three registered disciples."

Liang De did as he was told, first told Chang Duanxuan the requirements of the three part-time students, and began to refine the seal himself.

After he refined the seal of punishment and virtue into the soul, Chang Duanxuan took out a thin handwritten book and handed it to him.

"Let them practice according to the exercises on it first."

One exercise solves three problems, worthy of being Chang Duanxuan, the master of all methods, the level of martial arts theory is different.

Liang De took the handwritten book and saw that the cover was written with five big characters "Heart Demon Refining Method", and next to it was written "Chang Duanxuan's Handwritten Records". I don't know if it was because of the humid weather, but some of the ink on these words was not dry.

"Master, you didn't take the wrong one, this is Zhu Yuanzhi's Heart Demon Refining Method."

"No, I just copied it, how could I take the wrong one?"

Chang Duanxuan was puzzled:

"Ade, why are you so surprised? You, the traitor, still want to collect my copyright fees on behalf of Thunder Cliff!"

"No, Master, is it okay for them to practice this evil thing? They won't die from practicing it, will they?"

"What a fuss, I have also practiced the Heart Demon Refining Method, I am fine, young people are just ignorant, let me show you my skills."

Chang Duanxuan said as he took off the head and held it in front of his chest, and the surging soul fire gushed out from the seven orifices, turning the guest room into a sea of ​​fire burning the soul.

"See? Burning souls and offering heads."

Ah this...

"What are you still standing there for? Bring me a thunder altar and I'll offer it to you once."

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