Cangzhou is located in North China and has been known as a water and drought wharf since ancient times. The Grand Canal runs across the entire territory. The people of Cangzhou have always been known for their simplicity, integrity, hard work and courage.

Since Cangzhou is an important place for the capital and auxiliary areas, it was a battle of military strategists throughout the ages. In ancient times, there was a "distant and evil counties and prefectures". In the Ming Dynasty, it was called "Xiaoliang Mountain". It was more than a hundred miles along the Bohai Sea. It was all in a deserted beach and was sparsely populated. It was not only a place for the offensive army to be exiled, but also a good place for rebel generals to hide themselves.

Therefore, since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, some rebel generals arrested by the imperial court, and the people of Cangzhou were strong and fond of martial arts to cover up their bodies. These people hid their names, disguised as monks and Taoists, and passed on their skills to survive. This also led to the reputation of the hometown of martial arts in Cangzhou.

Although during that decade of change, some martial arts people were impacted for some reasons, many boxing books and historical relics were destroyed, and the development of Cangzhou martial arts was temporarily frustrated.

But the style of martial arts practice in Cangzhou has never stopped. Since the 1980s, various martial arts schools have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. It is not too much to say that every family is practicing martial arts. Even Lao Hu, who sells sesame cakes, has some effort.

At this time, Qin Feng was squatting outside the backyard wall of a house. The family's surname was Liu, and it was considered a wealthy family in Cangzhou, with more than ten tiled houses alone.

More than ten years ago, the Liu family suffered a great impact and the house was taken away for a while. In the early 1980s, the government returned the house to the Liu family. Now four generations of grandparents and grandchildren live here.

Unlike the yard of ordinary family members, the backyard of the Liu family is very spacious and has been converted into a martial arts training ground. There are two rows of weapon racks on the side of the field, filled with eighteen weapons such as knives, guns, swords, and halberds.

At this time, in the middle of the yard, there were seven or eight children in their teens posing in boxing postures. An old man in his 80s sat on the sidelines, his eyes wide open, and leisurely savoring the hot tea on the table in front of him.

However, as long as the child in the field loses his body, a long peeled willow branch in the old man's hand will immediately hit the child like a poisonous snake.

"I entered the barbecue-style house and either drove piles or leaned against the wall. If you want to practice Bajiquan, you can stand up the boxing posture for me first!"

Looking at the half-best boy who had been standing for half an hour and had sweated like water on his face, the old man stood up and swept his eyes intentionally or unintentionally to the outer wall.

"Did Grandpa Liu find me?"

Qin Feng, who was hiding outside the wall and staring in from a hole, quickly retracted his head.

The martial arts world in Cangzhou also emphasizes the inheritance of the sect. His behavior is a stealing master. If he is discovered, he will be able to break his leg tendons at the least, and at the worst, he may even lose his life.

However, Qin Feng's eyes were extremely firm, with his feet posing the same fist posture as the children in the yard. Although his calves were trembling, he was still gritting his teeth and persevering.

Just when Qin Feng thought the old man had discovered him, a child in the yard suddenly spoke, "Grandpa Shi, how long does it take to stand?"

"How long does it take to stand? I will stand for a lifetime!"

The old man saw the puzzled faces of the children, shook his head and said, "Your ancestors were invincible in the past, fighting all over the world, this skill is the basic skill..."

After looking at it, the time was almost over. The old man waved his hand and said, "You can take a break. If you want to learn real skills, you must be able to endure hardships, otherwise you should go home early!"

"Grandpa Shi, tell us the story of the ancestor."

After hearing the old man's words, the children cheered and rushed to the old man one by one to surround him. Except for practicing qigong, the old man was still very kind at other times.

Qin Feng, outside the wall, also raised his ears. He had been stealing here for several years, but every time he heard the story of the "Sharp Gun Li Shuwen", he was still excited.

"Okay, let me tell you a story about Master picking Japanese people back then. Then my master, I'm not born yet..."

People are afraid of loneliness when they are old. Even though this old man is so skilled in Bajiquan, he is one of the few martial arts masters and boxing masters in China, he also has a common problem with the old man, that is, he likes to remember the past.

However, as the only everlasting disciple of Li Shuwen, the old man is undoubtedly the most powerful person to speak, and what he said is also true.

It was in 1895 when Yuan Shikai was training troops at the small station in the southern suburbs of Tianjin. He used various means and relationships to win over powerful martial arts people, and he also paid a lot of money to hire Japanese karate masters and German military instructors to train his elite troops.

Li Shuwen's master Huang Shihai received a letter of appointment from Yuan Shikai. Because he was old, he recommended his disciple Li Shuwen to teach.

After Li Shuwen arrived at the barracks, he took Huang Shihai's letter of appointment. Natural persons led him to the martial arts hall to meet Yuan Shikai. Yuan Shikai and the instructors saw that he was not astonishingly beautiful, thin and dry, and carried a big gun, mistakenly thought that it was Huang Shihai's servant or family child.

When everyone laughed out the situation and found out that Li Shuwen was serving as an instructor for his master.

Yuan Shikai's martial arts instructor, Ito Taro, said to Li Shuwen contemptuously: "The big sick man from East Asia." He pointed his fingers downwards.

Li Shuwen was strong-willed, so how could he bear such insult? He picked up the big gun and pointed the tip of the gun at Ito, which was challenging him.

Ito felt that his face was swept away, and he was furious. He waved the Japanese long sword and slashed hard at Li Shuwen's head with the force of Mount Tai. However, Li Shuwen shook his big gun and knocked the knife away. He then took advantage of the situation and shot it "Loach Flipping Flowers" to pierce Ito's throat, then threw the big gun and threw the dead body outside the martial arts hall.

This sudden change made everyone stunned.

Japanese martial arts instructor Akino, Inoue, Noda saw that his companion was stabbed to death by Li Shuwen, and they waved their swords and rushed towards Li Shuwen fiercely. Li Shuwen went in and out like lightning, retreated like arrows, and his gun shook like a dragon coming out of the water, stabbed left and right, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

In an instant, the bodies of three Japanese martial arts masters were thrown out of the martial arts hall. Li Shuwen waved his gun and stabbed the fly at the hall pillar. The fly fell without any trace.

A moment later, thunderous applause immediately broke out in the hall, and Yuan Shikai even shouted: "Sharp Gun! Sharp Gun! It's really a magic gun!" From then on, "Sharp Gun Li Shuwen" has become famous all over the world and is known to the world.

"The ancestor is so amazing!"

Although I have heard this story for many times, a group of half-brothers are still excited and their legs are no longer sore. They are staring at each other, wishing they can pick the Japanese.

Qin Feng also clenched his fists tightly, and a light of hatred shot out from his eyes. If he had the ability of Li Shuwen, the tragedy that happened in his home five years ago would not have happened.

Thinking of what happened back then, Qin Feng's eyes were filled with blood and his nails were pinched into his flesh. If there was a trace of reason supporting him, he would have been howling long ago.

"Dad, you are not resting in the house, why are you here?"

Just when Qin Feng couldn't do it himself, a 54 or 5-year-old man walked into the backyard, glanced at the children in anger and said, "Everyone is practicing martial arts for me, why are you pestering the master?"

"The second child, I'm so bored in the room, I'm still comfortable with the children."

The old man waved his hand, stopped his son's words, and said, "Although I have not reached the level of my master, I also know that the deadline is coming to a few years, so it is good to leave more things."

"Dad, look at what you said. It's absolutely fine if you live a hundred years old." After hearing his father's words, the old man became a little anxious.

"Master has only lived seventy-two. I am now over eighty and I am already content."

The old man smiled and said, "Second, my qi and blood are no longer good. I can't use these eight vital points anymore. You can practice them for the little guys and let them see the benefits of stance exercises."

"Dad, these little guys have not even played a solid job in basic skills. Is it appropriate?"

Later, the old man hesitated a little. Chinese martial arts are different from Western martial arts. They pay attention to step by step and do not have any shortcuts. Practicing in front of these kids will have a bad impact on them.

The old man suddenly smiled at his son, and his lips curled to the wall, saying, "What's wrong with it? Wen has Tai Chi and the world is in peace, and Wu has Baji to determine the Qiankun. This is not in vain. Let these kids see it!"

"Yes, father!"

Seeing his father's smile, the old man seemed to understand something, and his face suddenly became serious. He walked forward and when he reached the bottom of the wall, he started to speak: "Let me show you the function of this standing position!"

The old man did not remove his clothes, his whole body was loose, and his feet stood against the wall.

Suddenly the old man fell short and his shoulders suddenly leaned against the wall behind him. He heard a "boom" sound. The nearly two meters high wall was broken by him.

"Hey, you're hiding very quickly?"

After the old man used this trick to stick to the mountain, he turned around and looked at a grass outside the gap, shouting: "Boy, come out. If you can run ten meters, I will write the word Liu upside down from now on!"

"Master Liu, it's... it's me..."

Qin Feng's voice came from the grass. He was so blinded by hatred that he had just passed away. It was not until the second son of the Liu family walked to the wall that he realized that at the moment when the second son of the Liu family used his way to lean on the mountain, a lazy donkey rolled over and hid.

However, Qin Feng's face was still wiped by the flying sand and gravel. He knew the taboo of stealing his skills, so he didn't dare to wipe it at the moment. Qiqi walked out of the grass in a vague way.

"Huh? Why are you kid?" Seeing Qin Feng with blood on his face, the old man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look back at his father in the yard, with a look of inquisition in his eyes.

In fact, Qin Feng has been stealing his master for several years, and they have discovered it long ago, but they were suppressed by the old man at that time. At this moment, they don’t know why they want to expose Qin Feng? - PS: Second update, thank you, Brother Gods, Brother Yuema Tianshan, and Brother Wu Meizi, for becoming the leader of the treasure arc. Thank you for your kindness, Da Yan will continue to present a wonderful story to your friends. During the public period, there will be two updates every day, and when it is put on the shelves, the leader will be added, Da Yan can only repay everyone in this way. Thank you again for your recommendation votes, and you must make it to the list.
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