[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Rules of Survival

Seeing that Qiao Feng started to urge him, Gao Jingxing frantically went to Time Stop, so he had time to read the information slowly.

The information provided by the system is very comprehensive. In addition to text descriptions, there are also video explanations, and there are even two cartoons for people of unknown age.

Of course, Gao Jingxing couldn't read them all. He picked a few points roughly, knew how to operate them in general, unlocked the time stop, and followed the mastermind's prompt step by step.

Logically speaking, Gao Jingxing is a newbie than Qiao Feng, but with the mastermind bonus, Qiao Feng didn't win against him.

"I'm not good at chess, so I'm willing to give up." Qiao Feng said, he really didn't want to play chess, but he didn't know what this person was thinking. "Excuse me, sir, where is this place?"

Gao Jingxing has been thinking about whether he should continue to set up Zhenlong's chess game and create a chess game.

The Zhenlong chess game is what Wu Yazi left behind, the original owner pretended to be deaf and dumb here because of Ding Chunqiu's persecution.If the game of Zhenlong Chess is played, Ding Chunqiu will definitely come if he knows it.

He decided to follow the plot, and it would be even better if he could be caught and beaten severely.

Qiao Feng spoke suddenly, pulling him back from his thoughts.

Gao Jingxing dipped his fingers in the white water in the cup, and wrote the words "Deaf-mute door" on the table.

Qiao Feng read these three words aloud, and asked: "There are all deaf-mute people in this door? No wonder..."

He sat upright with a heroic posture, but a little blood oozes from his abdomen.Gao Jingxing thought to himself, no wonder his voice was so weak, it turned out he was injured.

He dragged Qiao Feng to the side room, rummaged around, took out a piece of white cotton bandage, and a bottle of golden sore medicine, handed it to Qiao Feng and went out.

Gao Jingxing still thought, if he learns chess skills, it would be best if he could teach Qiao Feng to break the Zhenlong chess game, then his two tasks would be perfect.

After Qiao Feng finished dressing up, he saw Gao Jingxing standing under the eaves in white clothes with his hands behind his back.

Such a handsome person is no different from Murong Fu, but he has such a serious illness and is trapped in this small valley.

He walked to Gao Jingxing's side, but said goodbye: "Thank you sir for giving me the medicine, but I still have important things to do, and I can't live without people in the gang. It's getting late now, and I should go back."

What?This is leaving?

It was a bit beyond his expectation, but it coincided with his plan to go out of the valley to find someone.Even though Qiao Feng was a candidate, he had to make another plan to avoid panic.

Gao Jingxing tugged at his sleeve, signaling him not to leave yet, wait for himself.

"What do you want to say?" Qiao Feng asked.

Gao Jingxing simply pulled him to his apprentice's side, randomly picked one who looked clever, and pushed him to sit on the chessboard.

The little apprentice looked at his master in bewilderment. Gao Jingxing took out the letter he had prepared when he started lightness kung fu from his arms. The words on the paper were rubbed according to the original owner's handwriting and font. The plan to sit in the Zhenlong chess game.

"Ah, ah..." A hoarse voice came out of the young man's voice, but there was nothing else except this syllable, and he was in a hurry.

Their deaf-mute disciples are not Hangu Eight Friends, they can't play chess at all!

Gao Jingxing didn't care about him, anyway, if he broke Zhenlong's chess game, he could screen again, which is not a necessary condition.

After cheating a tough little apprentice, Gao Jingxing turned his head to look at Qiao Feng, stretched out his hand to him, and made a "please" gesture.

Qiao Feng felt that the young man's mind was too difficult to guess, and he didn't understand what he wanted to express.

"You want to come with me?"

Gao Jingxing nodded.

Qiao Feng asked: "Do you know where I'm going? Just follow me?"

Gao Jingxing thought for a while, and wrote the words "Beggar's Gang" on the ground vigorously.

Seeing that his internal energy is so deep, but he doesn't hide it, and his handwriting is also elegant and unrestrained, and he thinks he is a person with integrity and no defense.

"You know me? I don't know how to call you sir."

Gao Jingxing wrote down the words "Su Xinghe" again.

Qiao Feng suddenly said: "It turns out that your Excellency is 'Mr. Congbian' Su Xinghe!"

He vaguely remembered that "Mr. Congbian" had indeed established a sect more than ten years ago, and all of them were deaf-mute and disabled, but he didn't expect that Su Xinghe would look so young!

Gao Jingxing nodded.

"Cong" refers to his ears, and the word "Congbian" means deaf and clear in heart.

Qiao Feng calculated silently in his heart, and frowned, realizing that it was not easy.

Logically speaking, Su Xinghe should be in his 60s this year, why is he still so young?

It's not very polite to ask directly, he kept it in his heart, just looked at Gao Jingxing from time to time, and found that he didn't show any signs of aging, his hair was black, his steps were brisk, and his eyes were bright.

Of course, Gao Jingxing couldn't fail to notice his gaze.This upright hero didn't even hide these little moves.

But he didn't think about the age issue, because the mastermind said it would automatically complete, Gao Jingxing always thought it was to modify the memories of these people here.

While walking, he looked through the memory bag of this body, and found that there was no direct intersection with Qiao Feng, but a lot of indirect ones.

For example, Duan Yu, Qiao Feng's righteous brother, saw the portrait of Li Qiushui carved by his master Wu Yazi, and learned some martial arts of the Xiaoyao School.

There is also Ding Chunqiu, Su Xinghe's apprentice. He has an apprentice named A Zi, who is the sister of Qiao Feng's future wife A Zhu.

But these things have not happened yet.

Gao Jingxing thought about it and couldn't figure it out.I spent one night with him in the inn, and after two days of walking, I arrived at the Beggars' Gang.

The Beggars' Gang is the largest gang in the world, and after Qiao Feng took over, it was also managed in an orderly manner, and its power gradually became stronger.It's just that the woods are big and there are all kinds of birds, and the beggar gang has become stronger, and some people's petty thoughts have become active.

Qiao Feng's physical fitness is good, and the injuries he suffered earlier weren't considered serious, so he's almost healed this way.

He brought Gao Jingxing to the main rudder of the Beggar Clan. Facing the doubtful words of the brothers, he introduced to everyone: "This is 'Mr. Congbian' Su Xinghe, the head of the deaf-mute sect. Mr. Su and I are in Henan Province. I met by chance at the sub-rudder, and immediately hit it off, and brought my husband back."

"Is it Mr. Congbian who set up the Zhenlong chess game?" Someone couldn't help asking.

The older one questioned, "Mr. Congbian is at least 60 years old. You are a brat. Are you a fake?"

The Beggar Clan disciples laughed out loud, saying that Qiao Feng was wrong.

Qiao Feng looked at the young man beside him, and found that he was looking at himself, his eyes were blank, as if he was in a daze, and he didn't know if he paid attention to what others said.

And Gao Jingxing just heard what the beggars said, and suddenly realized that the mastermind hadn't cleared their memories... No wonder Qiao Feng's expression was so strange after he knew who he was.

If that's the case, what is the reason the mastermind gave him to stay young?

Qiao Feng put on a straight face, not angry but convincing, his voice was flat but very convincing, "He is indeed Su Xinghe. Although Mr. Su can't hear or speak, he is an elegant and calm person with martial arts skills. It is even more profound and worthy of admiration. You should pay attention to your proportions and don't make too much jokes."

The disciples of the Beggar Clan definitely wouldn't give Gao Jingxing a high look just because of these words, but they didn't say anything more.

Qiao Feng didn't say anything more, and led him into the house.

"Mr. Su?" Seeing that Gao Jingxing still didn't know what he was thinking, Qiao Feng waved his hand in front of him to bring him back to his senses, "Mr. Su, let's stay here for the time being. Please forgive me."

Gao Jingxing shook his head, and Qiao Feng asked, "Sir, what do you want to say?"

Gao Jingxing felt that he had a lot to say, but none of them should be said at this time.His friendship with Qiao Feng was limited to that game of chess and a bottle of golden sore medicine.Qiao Feng was willing to take him with him, it was already very interesting.

He shook his head, and after Qiao Feng went out to deal with the affairs of the beggar gang, he quickly opened the panel and searched it several times without finding anything wrong.

Gao Jingxing looked carefully again, and finally saw a line of words under his own martial arts, which was very small: "Eternal Spring Skills of Immortality".

I don't know what this martial art is for, because the person who practices it only takes a shadow in the outline of the world, and he is the head of the Xiaoyao Sect-Xiaoyaozi.

It is said that in a certain place in Dali, there lived a group of people who relied on the mysterious martial arts cheats to keep their faces unchanged and live forever. After Xiaoyaozi stole the cheats, he changed it to "Eternal and Immortal Changchun Kung Fu", and later founded the Xiaoyao School. Accept three apprentices.

In order to let the big apprentice Wu Xingyun practice this exercise, it was specially changed to the "Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies Only Self-Respecting Exercise" which is suitable for women's practice.You can live forever if you drink it with divine water, but you can only stay young if you only drink water without practicing exercises.

Later, Xiaoyaozi ran away, and he didn't know if he was dead.His three apprentices, all in their 90s, are still very young.

After Wu Xingyun practiced that method, he would rejuvenate every once in a while, and then his appearance and skills would increase every day for a year, until they reached the peak.When you cultivate to the extreme, you don't have to be a child again.Wu Xingyun was tricked by Li Canghai, and lost his chance to grow up.

Logically speaking, Gao Jingxing's martial arts should automatically default to the highest level, but in order to adjust his appearance that does not match his actual age, the mastermind automatically assigned him a lower level.

Seeing that Gao Jingxing was very angry at being tricked here, he inquired on the master brain what stage his body was in with a cold face.

The main brain is set to practice this exercise that Su Xinghe started practicing at the age of 14. In order to adapt to Gao Jingxing's task cycle, the exercise is performed every other month.

Gao Jingxing: "..." Everyone else has 30 years, why is it just me for one month? Do you have a cat disease?

He is 25 years old this year, and today is the third day he has been here, that is, he is 28 years old.When a man is young, he doesn't change much in a few years, and no one notices it.

Gao Jingxing counted and found that in two days it would be time for him to rejuvenate, and his heart was very complicated.

The rubbish mastermind casually gave him a character design!

In a fit of anger, Gao Jingxing called the technical maintenance department.

"Hello, the number you dialed is sleeping, please call again later. If you have something important, you can leave a message after the beep. Beep—"

Wang Quan's mean voice rang in his ears, challenging his nerves.

Gao Jingxing was so angry that his stomach hurt, so he hung up the phone directly.

……

It was not until evening that Qiao Feng came back from outside.

"I've heard people say that Mister hasn't eaten all day. Is it because the food doesn't suit your appetite?" This was the first sentence he said when he saw Gao Jingxing. His gentle tone was full of doubts, and most of his anger dissipated.

Gao Jingxing looked up at Qiao Feng, not knowing how to explain it, but when he asked, Gao Jingxing remembered that someone had called at the door at noon, but at that time he was angry, so he ignored it according to his personality that person.

The beggar gang's way of hospitality is not very good.

Gao Jingxing looked at the timeline and found that the turning point in Qiao Fengzhong's life - the Xingzilin battle - had just happened in the past few days.

Presumably, the elders of the beggar gang had already prepared almost everything, and the people who had been wooed there only had superficial respect for Qiao Feng, let alone him, a guest of unknown origin who seemed to be a fake.

"Let's go, go eat." Qiao Feng saw that he started to lose his mind again, so he patted his shoulder and said.

Gao Jingxing nodded, he had other things to divert his attention, he suppressed his emotions all afternoon, and his anxiety about getting smaller in two days was much less.

As the leader of a gang, Qiao Feng still has some money in his hand, even though they are a gang of beggars.

Gao Jingxing followed him to the street. People in ancient times had few entertainment facilities and went to bed earlier.It's past meal time now, there are not many people on the street, and some shops are closed.

They walked up and down the street, and suddenly turned into a small alley. The road was only five meters wide, but it was very clean.

There is a small stall selling wontons on the side of the road, and the pot next to the stall is still steaming in vain.The white-haired stall owner hunched over and lit a small warm yellow lamp.

Seeing Qiao Feng approaching, the stall owner greeted him and said, "Governor Qiao is here again, I haven't seen you for a long time! Is it still the same this time?"

Qiao Feng pulled Gao Jingxing to sit down, and replied with a smile: "I'm busy these days. I'm not here for dinner today, it's my brother."

He said to Gao Jingxing: "There are only wontons here, but they are very good. What kind of stuffing do you like? Are there any taboos?"

Gao Jingxing stared at him without speaking.

"Is the pork one okay? The soup here is the best, very rich."

Gao Jingxing nodded without choice.

After the wontons were ready, the boss brought them up, put the vinegar and chili on the side with a smile, "Your friend doesn't seem to be very talkative?"

Gao Jingxing lowered his head and blew the wontons to cool, ate in small bites, pretending not to hear.

"Yes." Qiao Feng replied.

After paying the money, other guests came one after another, all of them were Jianghu people who knew martial arts.The boss was busy greeting them and didn't chat with them anymore.

The wonton tasted good, but it was too greasy for Gao Jingxing. He hadn't eaten for a whole day, so he ate it just to make do.

"Are you full?" Qiao Feng asked him.

Gao Jingxing nodded.

"Then let's go back."

The two stood up and walked back side by side. The moon had already risen in midair, and there was a little warm wind.

Qiao Feng said suddenly: "I really don't know why you came back with me...I always have a bad feeling that something big might happen recently, I hope it has nothing to do with you."

He still stared straight ahead, didn't even move his mouth, if it wasn't for Gao Jingxing who could hear him, he really wouldn't have noticed it.

Gao Jingxing was still very satisfied with his acting skills. He felt that Qiao Feng really wanted to tell him what he said, but these words seemed too far-fetched for someone he had known for only a few days.

Qiao Feng said again: "Actually, it's good not to hear the sound. It saves you from worrying, and you can focus on what you want to do, and don't have to stick to external things. It's just that it's a bit lonely."

Gao Jingxing suddenly felt that he made himself a deaf-mute in the end. If someone said something to him and found out that he could actually hear it, he might be silenced!

……

Two days passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, Gao Jingxing was 14 years old.

The clothes on his body have also grown a lot, and the peach blossom eyes that looked cold and sharp at first also look a little round.

Gao Jingxing pinched his face, it was chubby.

He was thinking about how to escape, or how to deal with it, when Qiao Feng knocked on the door.

Since he was hungry all day that day, Qiao Feng would come to ask him to eat with him every meal.

Gao Jingxing tugged at his sleeves in a panic, covered himself tightly, and put on his big boots.

No one opened after knocking twice, and Qiao Feng also knew that the people inside couldn't hear the sound, so he just couldn't help treating him like a normal person.

He pushed open the door, saw Gao Jingxing standing up from the bed in a hurry, and stared, "Mr. Su?"

Gao Jingxing nodded sullenly.

"What's wrong with you? Why is it suddenly like this?"

Gao Jing walked to the table, raised his sleeve with one hand, and wrote with the other hand: "Gongfa."

"Then...do you need Qiao to find some clothes to change into?"

Gao Jingxing thought for a while, nodded to him, and wrote on his hand, "Thank you."

The question that had been lingering in his heart for many days was answered, and Qiao Feng confirmed that his identity was Su Xinghe, and he became what he is now because of the exercises.

But even if he saw the other party getting smaller with his own eyes, there was no way to treat him as a senior who was 70 or [-] years old...

Gao Jingxing was also relieved seeing Qiao Feng's ability to accept so well.

Then he belatedly thought that if he didn't accept it, it didn't seem to have much to do with him...