Chapter 3 Twenty-seven poles
God damn it, he actually massacred a whole town of defenseless civilians in one night. Looking at this messy town, all the fresh faces seemed to be in front of us. By the way, where was the young man bribed by the horse dealer yesterday?
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There was no use crying, but my legs really couldn't stand upright anymore. Suddenly, it seemed that there was no hope for any legends. Since I was born, I had heard many rumors from people and encountered all kinds of imbalances.
After forming a force, he always survived being framed, and when he grew up, his family was completely destitute. However, after encountering such an inexplicable massacre, Ma Jun finally couldn't stand it anymore...
"Ma Jun, Ma Jun, you have endured for so long, you have endured long enough, why can't you escape the pain of those who are at the bottom? Isn't it said that heaven has given great orders to people here? It's really good
I’m tired, what should I start from, and where should I go?”
"Following the great road, everyone's pros and cons are all fair fights. Whether it's a king or a bandit, or whether you're not confused, it's all a fair fight! Why should you get entangled in selfish interests?"
"What do you know? Have you ever lived here? You said it was selfish, so many people died, and you told me it was selfish? Why did you save me? If I could be buried on the blade with them, I might be better than
I feel much more at ease now. My father, Hai Liusi, Shatuo, they are all human beings, they are living people!"
"They are human beings, just because there are strong and weak in the world. The weak cannot change the world. Only living helplessly is the most fatal thing. You are now a young man, so you can say some depressing words!"
"Uncle, you are full of words and talk nonsense that a lot of people don't understand. If you can bring my father here for me, I will believe your lies!" Jing Gan shouted in annoyance.
"Look, this brother of yours is better at getting things done than you are. Sometimes you have to learn how to motivate people, and you also have to be good at using people. Don't just act on your own initiative. You three brothers, follow me!"
The seemingly thin old man in front of me felt very unusual. He had a black beard and white eyebrows, his trousers rolled up to his knees, his clothes were ragged, his whole body was cold, and his forehead had crisscross ridges. However, the words he spoke made the two brothers look at each other thoroughly. After that,
He slowly lifted the bamboo stick in his hand flat, quickly twisted back to form a lunge, and held the bamboo stick straight in his palm. The bamboo stick seemed to grow in his hand. He shouted: "Come out!". All he saw was bamboo.
The stick came out of his hand and swung directly at Jingqian. Jingqian quickly dodged. Ma Jun couldn't react for a moment. The bamboo stick hit him on the shoulder. Suddenly all his anger burst out at this moment. He rushed over and punched the old man.
, this angry fist hit the old man's head, and the old man couldn't move. The frightened Ma Jun wanted to take back his fist, but it was already too late...
"Child, what's wrong? Are you soft?" The old man raised his foot again and kicked the frightened Ma Jun to the ground. "You are still too kind. If you don't hurt others, they will hurt you!"
Ma Jingqian on the side seemed to have noticed something at this time. He supported Ma Jun and said, "Wait a minute, brother, you can't beat him. This man is somewhat similar to the old Kunlun man described by his mother during his lifetime."
"I am not an old man from Kunlun. I have heard a legend here before. I, He Yi, am not a great sage. I am only slightly accomplished in martial arts. Yesterday I saw Ma Jun's burly figure. It seemed destined that Yu Yujue learned the legend.
Do you have any thoughts about him?" The old man smiled inexplicably after hearing this.
Jingqian was a little disappointed, and spoke before Ma Jun: "Master, since you are so advanced in martial arts, can you teach me a thing or two? Besides, I know that my physique is not as strong as my elder brother, but I have also practiced some basic skills."
"Ma Er, listen to what the old gentleman has to say!" Ma Jun continued.
"Hahaha, walking in the rivers and lakes requires a lot of skills, including martial arts and strategic skills. Seeing as your kid is naturally smart, smart, and eloquent, you will definitely achieve great results if you learn the art of war!"
"Okay, old sir, my two brothers would like to thank you in advance!"
"Since early in the morning, I have been here, shaking the poplar tree, and the leaves have fallen into the air. You must pick up the leaves that have not fallen to the ground as quickly as possible, and do not let them fall to the ground!"
There are legends one after another, but none of them are true myths. The most attractive ones are power and power. In peacetime and in troubled times, there is no escape from the control of these two desires. Therefore, peacetime is also a troubled time, and there is peace in troubled times!
Until the sunset, the horse army did not stop. He also understood in his heart that all this was because no one could stand at the highest point of the tea horse, and because he had never been able to save himself. If everyone could If you have a skill at your disposal...it's better to save yourself and start over!
"Old sir, a winter and summer have passed. Why do you just teach me to catch leaves all day long? What kind of secret skill is this?" Ma Jun practiced for a long time, but he still felt that he was fooled and began to wonder if this old man was just relying on his old age. Charlatan?
"This martial art has never been practiced in the Central Plains, but its power and movement skills are extremely high. Although Chinese martial arts are extensive and proficient, in terms of practice and practicality, this martial arts is enough to establish a sect. Because of the moves With the organic combination of changeability and power, I threw away its branches and reduced it to twenty-seven moves. Although it is said to be twenty-seven moves, the moves are deadly, so it is named 'Twenty-seven Extremes'."
"Do you know, sir, who broke into the Tea Horse that day?"
"Before, I heard the news that the warlords are expanding day by day and are dividing their territories. Your area is also within the scope of their occupation. That day, I saw that their leader was a man wielding a large headless sword without a tip. He followed the army to the capital. They were some troops with pigtails. But I was still late... If I guessed correctly, they should be the warlord's subordinates. The leader's sword skills were extremely ruthless. Every time he slashed, he cut from the back of the head and neck to the throat, so I have never seen such cruel sword skills before!" The old man fell into deep thought and looked at Ma Jun again, "My child, hatred will end on its own, but the most fundamental thing is that you have to spend the most energy to practice this skill well. Jing Gan is a cunning and eloquent person, so you must not reveal these special skills to him. But everything has two ends. He always has more ideas and methods than you, and he can clearly judge the situation. I will tell you the sect's strategies and tactics. Tell him, if the three of you brothers help each other and complement each other, they will become great. The third brother is still young, and it can be seen that he is calm and has good intentions. You must join hands. I have already prepared the essence of our martial arts. The shapes are all on this sheepskin, and the fundamentals must be studied carefully. Boy, I am old and there are no more people in the Central Plains who practice this unique skill. If you meet someone who is similar to this skill, do not accept all his requests. .”
"Old sir, I remember! Are you leaving now? But I still don't understand a lot about this Kung Fu!"
"The fate is fixed in the Central Plains, but the knot cannot be resolved in the human world. Last night, I dreamed of the edict of Amaterasu, saying that my birthday is over. Apart from the 'twenty-seven poles' I have created in my life, I can only have unresolved grievances with my ancestors." It worries me, my child, that I won’t reveal too much about what happens in the future, so you can take care of yourself!”
After He Yi said that, he stuck the two bamboo sticks in his waist and walked away. He was still full of energy, but he was getting older. After a year of getting along with each other, the only thing that impressed the three brothers the most was his relationship with everyone. Different living habits.
Ma Jun wanted to step forward to stay, but stopped... and had no choice but to bow and say goodbye!
Chapter completed!