Songshan is one of the five mountains in China. There is a small village called Longtan River in the valley twenty kilometers northwest of it. [】
At ten o'clock in the morning, the weather was so hot that the past was so hot. The pleasant cicadas in the past became the biggest trouble in the village. There was not even a trace of wind in the valley, and the air was as sticky as the old wine hidden in a cave for a hundred years, making people feel uncomfortable.
Although it is twenty kilometers away from the nearest city, the village is definitely not ordinary, judging from the villas with different styles around, as well as the entertainment facilities and precious flowers and plants in the village.
In front of the most magnificent building in Longtanhe Village, a group of teenagers were standing there quietly.
Looking at the past, I guess there were about forty or fifty children. The group of children were divided into two teams, each team was lined up in three rows. The children stood quietly in the open space with serious faces.
After just finished practicing, they felt as if they had been washed by sweat. There was no impatience on their tender faces. The skin that was red by the sun in the past showed that they were not a group of spoiled children.
Children who are on the west side are probably six to ten years old, while the teams in the east are almost all teenagers aged ten to fourteen.
In front of this large group of children, there is a teenager with a thin figure and a little older than them.
"If you want to become a real warrior, you must practice in winter, 39, summer, 30, summer, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30,
The young man was named Xiao Pojun, and he was the deputy captain of the guard team of the "Li Family", the owner of Longtan River. His only responsibility except for practicing is to teach these children who are younger than him.
"You are not ordinary people, you are descendants of the Guwu family. This identity makes you destined from the moment you were born that you will never live a mediocre life in your life."
Xiao Pojun glanced at the group of children who were a few years younger than him and continued: "If you want to become famous in the future and be looked up by others, you must follow the simplest and most effective method to exercise your body and strengthen your muscles and bones. Do you understand?"
"Understand" a group of teenagers roared loudly.
"Very good." Xiao Pojun nodded coldly. The children under ten years old were a little confused about his words, but the teenagers' eyes were very firm because they understood the meaning of Xiao Pojun's words.
All men born in the Guwu family will work hard since childhood. If anyone does not train hard, they will be looked down upon in the future! After all, in this real society, the status of men is strength and money. A man without strength and money is destined to be despised by everyone.
If you want your parents to be proud of, want to live a superior life, and be liked by many beauties, all they can do is to exercise hard.
Although this is not the only way to become a superior person, they all understood that national martial arts is their best innate resource, and their fathers also made the most favorable proof for this.
Since the founding of China, the Li family has produced three generals and several warlords with great influence in countries around the world. The achievements of these people are based on their own strength. The business geniuses of those families have to rely on their protection to survive, otherwise the so-called wealth will only become their death hustle. These past experiences have made them understand that strength is the king.
Xiao Pojun glanced at the group of older children and said coldly: "You have less time left. After you go back, you will practice in your own private practice."
"You must always remember that the master will lead you in and practice alone. The steps you can go in the future depend on your own efforts. Now, all of them will be disbanded."
After Xiao Pojun left, the children chattered and showed the vitality that their peers should have. They all knew that the Li boys would formulate their future development route based on their respective talents on the day of the 18-year-old boys.
According to previous practice, those who reach the third or above level of warriors will be trained as the core focus of the family.
If you get the title of warrior and reach the third level of warrior, you will be trained as a potential stock.
Those who have not yet won the title of warrior at the age of eighteen will focus on cultivating them based on their other talents, or give up directly, allowing them to live the life of ordinary people.
"It would be great when I can have the strength of Brother Pojun."
A 14 or 15-year-old boy said enviously as he looked at Xiao Pojun's departure.
"Stop dreaming. Brother Xiao was already a master of fifth rank last year. In a few months, when Brother Xiao becomes an adult, his family will give him the surname "Li". My dad said that Brother Xiao is likely to be the elder of our Li family in the future."
The child spoke with a very proud look, and it seemed that the surname Li was a supreme honor for them.
"Elder, it would be great if I had this kind of strength. By the way, Brother Xiao is an elder, and the head of the family will definitely be Brother Tianci who has reached the seventh lunar calendar."
"Absolutely!"
"That's all right."
"Brother Tianci is a genius of our Li family. No one in our generation can sit as the head of the family except him."
Seeing that everyone was praising Li Tianci, one of the six or seven-year-old boys asked tenderly: "But Brother Li Tianyou is the son of the head of the family. Shouldn't the head of the family be inherited by him?"
When everyone heard the little boy's words, they burst into laughter, as if they heard the funnyest joke.
The oldest boy, who reached the third stage of warrior, touched the little boy's head and said, "We were born in the ancient martial arts family. The family respected martial arts. Only those with the strongest strength and both moral character can become the head of the family."
"Remember, only people can become the head of the family, and pigs, it's not possible."
At this time, a man, who was 1.8 meters tall and about 1.3 meters wide, could not be called walking to be precise. He was just moving forward little by little. As each step was undulating, his fat body trembled up and down. This man seemed to be thirty years old.
But those present knew that his real age was only eighteen years old, and he was Li Tianyou, the eldest son and grandson of the Li family.
The boy pointed at Li Tianyou without hesitation and said, "Did you see it? Is this very similar to the big fat pig on TV?"
Looking at the other party's movements, the little boy nodded and said tenderly: "It really looks like it."
Hearing this sentence, the little boy around him let out a burst of ridicule again.
The distance from the building to this group of people was less than two hundred meters, but it took Li Tianyou nearly ten minutes to make this simple two hundred meters.
When he was about to say hello to these children, he heard-
"Oh, if I were someone, I would just die. A person lives for a lifetime, a pig lives for a while, and a person doesn't even want any face, then what's the difference between it and a pig?"
Another boy continued, "Of course there is a difference. If a pig is given the name of the young master, he will not have to be slaughtered."
"To say he is a pig is simply an insult to the pig. At least the pig has a body of meat that can be eaten by people, but how do you eat this human flesh? So he is just a waste."
"This foodie is probably going to go out for a extra meal again."
"He is also worthy of being a foodie? He is a foodie who looks good. If he is like him, he can only be called a foodie."
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Li Tianyou was not angry when he heard the children's insults, but he just let go of the idea of ​​saying hello. Such insults were common for him and there was no need to be angry. He also understood that the result of being angry would only embarrass him even more.
When they insulted, Li Tianyou directly responded and scolded each other.
But what is the result?
The result is that Li Tianyou, who is weak and fat, even moving is a big problem, was defeated by a group of children.
Li Tianyou is not afraid of being beaten. He is thick-skinned and being beaten a few times is not a big deal for him.
But what he couldn't stand was that after being knocked down, he couldn't get up at all without anyone helping him.
He could only lie on the ground like a turtle whose shell was turned over, waiting for others to rescue him.
That time, my mother Xiao Xinrou was furious when she saw her son dehydrated by the sun. After learning who beat her son, she, who had always been gentle and virtuous, ran directly to the homes of several children, pointed at the nose of the other parents and cursed. Later, these people were all cleaned up by my own son.
The two sides formed a bond like this. Since then, the group of people have not beaten him, but have just used different ways to scold him and insult him.
Half an hour later, Li Tianyou finally moved to the parking lot below the training ground. He raised his foot and got on the electric car with difficulty, and used his fat big hands to wipe the sweat from his face and spread it away.
After leaving the village, Li Tianyou rode an electric bike along National Highway 207 to the city, cursed constantly and said: Damn, I have eaten your meals, but I still have drinks your water. I have such a big opinion on me.
After seeing the driver of a car almost crashed because he looked at him, Li Tianyou rolled his eyes speechlessly and said to himself: "Brother, I am just a fat man, not a monster. Don't look at me with your eyes as you look at aliens, okay?"
"Although I am a fat man, I have dignity."
Li Tianyou was not very satisfied with his figure weighing 600 pounds, but he had no choice. His mother told him that everything was normal when he was born, but later he grew by leaps and bounds, and they were also very scared.
I went to Yanjing, the Magic City, and the United States hospitals for examinations, but no doctor could tell the reason. The only thing that the examination could prove was that Li Tianyou was very healthy.
Thinking of this conclusion, Li Tianyou felt a kind of sadness. A person who was so fat that he could not even walk on the road could also be called healthy. He really didn't know if the doctors had been kicked by donkeys.
When he arrived at the foot of Taishi Mountain, the main peak of Songshan, Li Tianyou parked his electric car next to a street park, and slowly moved again, walking towards the park at a pace that was not much faster than a turtle. He would come to this place with beautiful mountains and rivers and birds singing and flowers singing every day to exercise.
The so-called exercise is walking. He could have exercised in the village, but he really couldn't stand the sarcastic look of the Li family.
I simply had to avoid it without seeing it.
After walking a few steps, Li Tianyou was attracted by a Taoist priest who was quite elegant on the roadside. The Taoist priest had a childish face, wrapped in a green robe, and his eyes were like stars. It reminded people of the four words "a master of Taoism" at a glance.
There was a small square cloth in front of him, with several old books on it, a banner erected beside him, and a whisk in his hand.
It was just that because the distance was too far, he couldn't see clearly what was written on the banner. So it was difficult to determine what the Taoist priest was doing.
But just because this man could stand there in the high temperature of 39 degrees, wearing the Taoist robe with three layers inside and three layers outside, Tianyou's admiration for him was like a surging river, and it was out of control.
What's more, he knew that holding a whisk in his hand was not a mortal, so he decided to go forward and make friends with this old Taoist.
Just a few steps away, Li Tianyou saw the Taoist priest waving the whisk a few times. He didn't quite understand what this meant. Was he casting a spell?
But it doesn't look very similar!
Besides, there is no possibility of monsters causing trouble here with this blue sky and sun.
Then the other party waved a few more times beside him. These actions made Tianyou feel that he might be too hot and was using the whisk as a fan to fan the wind.
But when the Taoist priest kept waving in one direction, he instantly understood the other party's behavior and involuntarily cursed: "Damn, he is dressed so well and is actually hitting flies. Are you worthy of your outfit?"
Seeing this scene, Tianyou's curiosity was much more extinguished. At this time, a seven or eight-year-old boy walked by the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest said:
"Baby, it is your fate to meet the old Taoist today. I miss you amaze your bones, so I will give you a martial arts secret book."
The child who was about to run to the park was attracted by the old Taoist voice and stood in front of him and looked at the old man in a curious manner.
The old Taoist priest bent down from several old books, pulled out a book and held it in his hand and said:
"This evil-proof sword technique is destined to you. Today, the old Taoist will give you this peerless magical skill that shocks the martial arts world at a low price."
"No 998, no 888, just 88, take home the martial arts secrets."
When the child heard it was the "Sword Technique of Evil-Repelling Sword", he quickly struggled. While struggling, he cried hysterically: "Mom, Yue Buqun wants to cut off my little JJ."
When Li Tianyou was shocked when he heard the child's miserable screams, he felt emotional. Nowadays, children know so much.
When the old Taoist saw the child crying, he quickly let go and persuaded him at a loss: "I am not a bad person, don't cry at a naughty boy."
When the child saw the old white-bearded man in weird clothes let go, he immediately ran into the park crying.
Seeing this scene, Li Tianyou had already walked not far away from the old Taoist side. Only then did he see a few lines of words on the banner:
Five hundred years ago,
Later, I know about the five hundred generations.
Want to ask about the world,
Chapter completed!