overthrow the chief

Practicing martial arts, how can you not go crazy?

Until he was thrown into the street with his juniors and choked on the dust on the road, Wang Ziliang still had an expression of disbelief.

Standing by the window on the second floor, Chu Ting acted like a master, waved his robe sleeves, and sent down four large characters: "It's easy to leave!" Wang Ziliang was so angry that he staggered and almost fell when he got up.

Zhang Bohu still smirked: "Master, I... I hit very lightly! I... I was very careful not to use too much force!"

"Well, well done!" Chu Ting praised him without hesitation, Xuan Lun couldn't help showing a smile, Murong Yan stood with his sword in his arms, and there was a smile in his eyes.

The store clerk rushed up to the second floor with his second hand: "Oh my desk and chair!!!"

"……"broken!Forget about it!

Upon hearing such words, Chu Ting stopped pretending to be a martial arts hero, his face was so painful that he couldn't be more heartbroken, he carefully took out the money bag from his bosom, and took out a piece of silver ingot like a pain in the heart, He stared at the money sent out without blinking: "...Xiao Er, this..."

He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, showing an expression of grief that was even more heartbreaking than the land cession and compensation: "This is compensation!"

"Hey, hello!" The waiter in the shop shook the dirty rag and laughed like a fool: "Will the hero continue? It's okay! The tables and chairs here are all junk! Our shopkeeper said, these days, we are talking about martial arts. General Assembly, you can play whatever you want, just exchange the money for a new one!"

...Fuck your sister!Dare to take his money for furniture?Chu Ting was so heartbroken that it was hard to restrain himself, he was about to beat his chest and cry, Xuan Lun and Zhang Bohu couldn't help but lowered his head and suppressed his laughter. Although Murong Yan was used to his miserliness, he couldn't help but tilt his head With a dry cough on the corner of his lips, he stepped forward: "Master!"

"My money, my money, my money..." Chu Ting murmured to himself in a daze, "How could this be so..." As if he had thought of something, he suddenly turned his head around Staring at his apprentices, he ordered word by word: "Next time something like this happens, leave their money bags!"

"But Master..." Xuan Lun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and tried to dissuade him: "Our Taiqing sect is not Taiqing village... Isn't this robbery?"

The third apprentice who came from a reckless background felt familiar and excited about this kind of behavior. He rubbed his face carelessly: "Senior brother, you just read too much! But didn't the master say that? ..."

"Those who steal the country are vassals." Xuan Lun supplemented him completely, and looked at Chu Ting helplessly: "Master also said that everything in the world has no owner."

——What is this... what theory!Xuan Lun, who was raised by orthodox Confucian scholars since he was a child, almost stared out when he heard these words at first.What you eat, I eat, everyone eats, anyway, reincarnation and reincarnation does not know who is whose; what is the most important thing to eat; what is the most important thing if you don’t eat a meal... Fortunately, there are not many disciples on the Green Bamboo Peak. The tenth generation disciples of the Qing sect joined the sect, how should they face such an "interesting" master?

After living in the Taiqing sect for a long time, I realized that my master Chu Ting is such a person!

The demeanor of the head of the sect is actually sanctimonious, with a venomous tongue wrapped in a friendly smile-well, so to speak, my master is really violating his principles of being a disciple, but...Xuan Lun's brows showed a bit of resignation, gentleness Looking at that young man who is actually only five years older than himself, for five years, relying on only one person to prop up the entire Taiqing sect, and it has developed to this day. Master, he... must have worked very hard.

Xuan Lun didn't realize that his expression had turned gentle, and fell into Murong Yan's eyes. The latter pursed his lips thoughtfully, and then returned to his indifferent state. Chu Ting was still sighing for his lost money. Zhang Bohu Cheerful and smirking, the four of them just stood by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, the afternoon sun shone brightly, everything was warm and beautiful, like a picture scroll, one couldn't help but indulge in it.

However, this rare moment was quickly ruined, and the waiter rushed up to the second floor in a panic again: "Big—hero! Those people in green clothes just now...brought a lot of people back !"

Looking down from the second floor, the people from the Green Shirt Sect probably came to participate in the martial arts conference this time. There are a total of twenty disciples, all dressed in green shirts, with a distinctive image.As soon as such a situation came out, other people in the restaurant naturally ran away, and the shopkeeper Tese hid under the counter, not forgetting to order the waiter in the shop quickly: "Go out in a while and ask them to lose money!"

Twenty people are still a good idea, and Chu Ting can't care less about the silver that flew away—not to mention that the silver was "sent" back?Good job, can send another one!His complexion changed, and he raised his eyebrows: "Xuan Lun, Yan'er, you two go too! Get me the money back!"

"...Yes, Master!"

With this order, the three apprentices divided into three groups. Xuanlun and Murongyan walked down the stairs on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, while Zhang Bohu jumped over the railing directly.As soon as the people from the green shirt door came in in a hurry, all of them pointed their swords at them, Wang Ziliang covered his swollen cheeks, raised his arms and pointed with a grim expression: "These four people... I will beat them to death! "

Chu Ting squinted his eyes, touched the back of the chair with his hand, and turned it to face the hall on the first floor. Shi Shiran sat down with a relaxed posture, and even bent his wrists, flicking the dust on his robe, just to watch Just watch the show and enjoy the flick.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the opposite side of the second floor. The door of a private room just opened, and a boy in Tsing Yi came out holding a fan to see the situation outside. He was still in a good mood, nodded at him, and showed a polite smile.

There were 20 people downstairs against three people, but they had already handed in their hands.The three disciples of the Taiqing sect all learned the most profound and exquisite martial arts. Even Murong Yan, who was a little less qualified, had already made up for his shortcomings with the magic of the Nine Yin Manual, Yi Jin Bone Forging. The court teaches the disciples not only to make them pay attention to external strength and internal strength, but also requires them to practice sparring frequently, and must put actual combat as the most important thing.

This time, he confronted twenty people from the Lvshan Sect, and the three disciples did not fail to live up to his five-year-old inculcation. They jumped up and down one by one, and Zhang Bohu's pair of fleshy palms used Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu to open and close, upright and mighty. , the tables and chairs were turned into lethal weapons under the implication, and the disciples of the green shirt sect who hit directly fell to the ground moaning and crying for their father and mother.

Xuan Lun's long sword flashed coldly, like using Taiji swordsmanship with his arms and fingers. It seemed that his movements were slow and full of flaws, but he moved a thousand catties in fours and twos. They were all sent flying. He was always a gentleman, and he didn't kill them all. He just picked the tip of his sword lightly on their belts, forcing them to grab their pants and dodge aside, but they were forced to withdraw from the battle.

Not bad...it is good to have an apprentice!It's even better to see how promising the apprentices are!As the head and master, I want to be a boss at this kind of time and watch by the side!This feels really... so cool!

Chu Ting's heart was full of turmoil, but his face became more and more unpredictable, and he looked at his second apprentice Murong Yan, Murong Yan played a one-on-three, and did not lose the wind.But for no reason there is some weird taste.Chu Ting frowned and checked carefully again, only to find that Murong Yanchang's sword was not drawn out of its sheath, but was fighting the enemy with the kung fu of nine Yin and white bone claws. Mulch.

However, because Chu Ting always felt that the Nine-Yin White Bone Claw was too evil, the fifth stage was to deepen the kung fu, and the degree of insidiousness was even more serious.After heating the coffin, bat blood and arsenic with water, use it to spread the hands, and then practice internal and external skills, so that the hands are highly poisonous and can hurt people beyond salvation.It really doesn't look like a decent kung fu, so when imparting the complete version of the Nine Yin Scriptures to Murong Yan, I asked him not to study the Nine Yin White Bone Claws deeply, let alone touch the soul-stirring Dafa that came with it. .

Now it seems that it was Murong Yan who didn't listen to his words, but practiced Jiuyin White Bone Claw's kung fu to at least the third level. When facing the enemy, he not only struck fiercely, but also faintly affected his own sanity.Those disciples of the Green Shirt Sect were too clumsy to resist, Ge Fei didn't know where the weapon in his hand was, so he had to resist subconsciously, the clothes on his forearm were all scratched, there happened to be five finger holes.

And Murong Yan's amber eyes were full of chaos, he seemed to be insane, knocked down the other two disciples from the green shirt sect, and then bent his fingers into claws, aiming at the top of the third disciple's head, he was about to sink into it...

"stop!"

Chu Ting couldn't hold back anymore, got up and flew down to the second floor, and instantly dodged to approach Murong Yan, with a bit of internal force in his voice, he stopped him abruptly.

Murong Yan's ears seemed to be thundered loudly, his body shook, he woke up in a flash and froze on the spot, his eyes turned clear, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he couldn't help showing a somewhat dazed expression: "Master...father?"

The disciples of the Green Shirt Sect were in disarray, and Wang Ziliang's eyes were full of shock and fear. He couldn't figure out which sect's evil star this was. Blindly stubborn and stubborn: "You, who are you? I... We, the Green Shirt Sect, will not let you go!"

Chu Ting raised his hand and patted Murong Yan's shoulder to comfort him, knowing that now is not the time to investigate, so he turned around

He snorted coldly: "The Lushan School is a famous and decent school, how could there be such a domineering bastard disciple like you!"

"You...you..." Wang Ziliang gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Do you dare to report your name?"

"What's the problem with reporting your name?" Chu Ting stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled loudly, and his voice spread inside and outside the shop: "Go back and tell your master, Chu Ting, the eighth generation head of the Taiqing Sect, now lives in Yong'an Inn. If he wants to seek justice for his apprentices, I will accompany him at any time!"

"It's just," he changed his voice, and looked at Wang Ziliang with a half-smile, "Lvshanmen is rampant and overbearing, destroying the normal life of the people, driving away other customers to eat alone, and making a good restaurant like this, is it true? Shouldn't I also give an explanation to the shopkeeper?"

Do you want him to pay for it alone?That is impossible!

Wang Ziliang straightened up with the support of his juniors, his face was bruised and his face was swollen, and he lost all face. He trembled, fumbled for the money bag from his arms, and threw it on the counter with precision , gave Chu Ting a last look with vicious eyes: "Let's go!"

Chu Ting showed a mouthful of white teeth, with a bit of coercion: "There will be no third time!"

Wang Ziliang and the others were defeated and left. Chu Ting was too lazy to entangle with them endlessly, so he asked Xuan Lun to pay the bill and leave, and then went to check Murong Yan's face carefully. I know you are serious about practicing martial arts. Tell me the truth..."

"Have you practiced the soul-stirring method?"

The author has something to say:

Regarding the question of Luo Jia and Dongfang Invincible, I said that my lack of imagination can only think of using Gu poison to secretly control others, and jumping off a cliff is to follow the plot. The method, in fact, children's shoes, not only is Dongfang Bubai at the bottom of the cliff, but there is also Little White Dragon, dear!

Presented by Taiqing School Theater!

One morning, Chu Ting walked out of the room where he and Murong Yan lived together in the inn, his clothes were disheveled and his face was haggard.

Xuan Lun: "Master, is it true that the second junior brother has practiced martial arts and gone crazy?"

Chu Ting: "That's right, your second junior brother doesn't even recognize who I am now, he keeps rubbing against me and grabbing my clothes..."

Xuan Lun: "... Please go crazy!"