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Chapter 129 Martial Arts Association

 "Uncle Wang, let's arrange a time. I'll inform my parents that you haven't seen each other for a long time and it's just a good opportunity to get together."

Li Mu heard Wang Shengqun's accent and knew that he wanted him and Wang Jinping to get married quickly.

But his acquaintance with Wang Jinping was too short after all. They were about to get engaged in just a few days. Not only did Li Mu feel that it was a bit too fast, but Wang Jinping might also feel that it was too fast. It would be better to take it slow.

No matter what, she had to discuss it with Wang Jinping in advance so that she could be mentally prepared so that she would not be too sudden and it would be self-defeating.

Even Li Mu himself felt that the schedule was too fast. If he got engaged, the next step would be to get married. Once he got married, he would have a baby. It was one after another. If he wanted to go out and have fun in the future, he would not have time...

...That’s not right, he can’t wander around in modern society, but in the world where the Great Yin Dynasty is, he has no such worries.

From this perspective, there is no harm in getting engaged early.

As long as you get engaged, your parents and grandparents will be relieved, they won't be urging you to get married every day, and you will have one less thing to worry about.

He is a filial person in the traditional sense. The elders in his family are urging him to get married every day. He himself is also under great pressure. If he does not get married, he will feel sorry for the elders in his family.

I feel that only when I get married and have children, and allow my parents to have grandchildren, can I truly fulfill my filial piety and can I truly overcome this hurdle in my heart.

"Okay, wait until I finish my work at the art academy these days and let Jin Ping Mama and your mother discuss it."

Wang Shengqun sent Li Mu to the door and said with a smile: "Li Mu, I only have one daughter, Jin Ping. Don't let her down in the future. If...if one day you don't love her anymore and feel that it's boring for the two of you to be together, I hope you will still

Don't abandon her, it's better to have more children so that when she gets old, someone will take care of her..."

He said a few words, but he felt pretentious, so he smiled complacently and waved his hand: "Okay, you can go back."

Li Mu stood at the door and watched Wang Shengqun close the door. He was stunned for a moment before walking down the stairs.

Wang Shengqun may have had many romantic affairs in the past and had bad moral character, but now that he is old, he does love his daughter very much. What he said to Li Mu just now was indeed from the bottom of his heart, and he hoped that his daughter would be well.

After returning to his residence, Li Mu placed Wang Shengqun's paintings in his study. The next day, he wanted to find a framing shop to have them framed, so after breakfast, he walked nearby.

His villa is on the bank of Mingquan Lake, and there is an antique street near Mingquan Lake. It was on this street that Li Mu bought his small bronze clock.

At this time, I walked slowly along the lakeside and came to Antique Street again. Compared to the last time I came here, my mentality has changed drastically.

There were very few stalls in the morning, and many small shops were not open. Even the framing shops were closed, and none of them were open for business.

"Damn it, is this line of work so busy? It's past nine o'clock, and it's not even open for business yet!"

Li Mu didn't understand the rules of the antique shop, nor did he know the working conditions of these people. He didn't expect that he came a little late on purpose, and these shops weren't open yet.

He walked around the antique street for a few times, and his thoughts of finding someone to frame the paintings and calligraphy faded away: "Damn it, I might as well frame it myself!"

His practice has improved a lot now, his weapon refining skills are superb, and his small puppetry skills have also reached an extremely advanced level. There is no problem in mounting calligraphy and paintings using cultivation techniques, and the mounting will only be better.

At the moment, I no longer thought about framing, turned around and walked home. After walking for a while, I came to the shore of Mingquan Lake.

The area of ​​Wencheng Mingquan Lake is not small. If a normal person wants to go around the lake, it would take at least half a day. There are bamboo forests, hills, temples, Taoist temples, and many scenic spots beside the lake. Li Mu has nothing to do.

Walk slowly and enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.

In the Great Yin Dynasty, he had to fight for his life at all times, but in modern society, he can truly relax.

As soon as I arrived at Mingquan Lake, I heard a loud shout coming from a hill not far away. Then a man staggered out from behind the hill, ran a few steps, held on to a big tree, and vomited blood.
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When he saw Li Mu Zhang Heng, he was startled. He managed to swallow the blood he spat out and leaned against the tree trunk with a weary expression, his chest rising and falling.

Li Mu glanced at him: "Do you want me to call the police?"

The man vomiting blood shook his head slightly: "Thank you, I'm fine."

Li Mu raised his eyebrows: "Is it really okay?"

The man vomiting blood wanted to speak, but an old man with a white beard came out from behind him. This old man was thin, with a yellow complexion. Looking at the man vomiting blood, he couldn't help but sneer: "A Ming, didn't you say that the world has changed? How dare you bully the teacher and destroy him?"

Ancestor, even my uncle dared to fight, so I thought you were very capable, but now it seems that you are nothing more than that."

The man who vomited blood turned red, looked at the thin old man with a hateful look, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, covered his chest, and left slowly.

When the man who vomited blood walked away, the skinny old man let out a muffled groan, and two arrows of blood spurted out of his nose. His body was trembling. He managed to hold on to a willow tree, and smiled at Li Mu: "Little brother, please come here."

Just a moment."

Li Mu followed the words and walked over: "Are you okay?"

The old man looked at Li Mu for a few times and saw the small red sword stuck in the bun on Li Mu's head. He chuckled and said, "I won't die in a while. Little brother, you are also practicing martial arts, right?"

Li Mu helped him sit down next to him: "I know a little bit about martial arts."

The old man nodded and said: "Looking at your figure and demeanor, you are not an ordinary person. You are on the same path as me."

His chest kept rising and falling, and he took out a note from his pocket: "Please call this number."

There was a mobile phone number written on the note. Li Mu took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and then handed the mobile phone to the old man: "If you have any questions, you can chat among yourselves."

The old man nodded to Li Mu and took the phone: "Hey, Senior Brother, I am Sanlongfly! Let me tell you, I taught you a lesson for that evil disciple of yours. Don't worry, I didn't kill him, but

He also resorted to heavy attacks. Every three to five years, he would never dare to attack anyone. Oh, I'm fine, I won't die for the time being!"

When he was talking on his mobile phone, blood kept coming out of his nostrils, and his voice became a little deeper: "I am now next to Black Tiger Mountain in Mingquan Lake. I am out of strength now. Please find a few people to come over and carry me back."

Come on."

When he was about to say something more, he suddenly coughed and then started to vomit blood.

Li Mu sighed and took the phone over: "Um, I don't know who you are, but you should come here quickly. This old man is dying and he keeps gushing blood."

An anxious voice came from the phone: "Friend, please don't leave in a hurry. I'm going to find you now. Please help us take care of him first. Don't worry, your work will not be in vain. As long as you take good care of him, I will

I’ll give you ten thousand dollars for your hard work!”

Li Mu smiled: "So many? Okay, I'll wait for you to come over."

He hung up the phone and looked at the old man who was still vomiting blood: "Senior brother, you can do it. You can do whatever you want."

The old man looked exhausted, his chest heaved rapidly, and blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth. He smiled at Li Mu, showing his blood-stained teeth: "My senior brother is the president of our martial arts association in Hedong Province, and he has many properties under his name.

, ten thousand to twenty thousand yuan is really nothing to him."

Li Mu smiled and said: "Then why didn't he say give me more money? Oh, yes, he was worried that if he said too much, I wouldn't believe him. If he said too little, I might not be willing to waste my time. It's interesting! You senior brother

A bit interesting!"

When he said this, a thought flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered an old man he had met in Zhongshan Park before. It seems that the old man said that he was the president of the ancient martial arts association, and his name seemed to be Gu Niangeng.
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Li Mu thought of this and asked the old man: "Is your senior brother named Gu Niangeng?"

The old man was stunned: "Do you know him?"

Li Mu nodded and said: "We had a chance encounter. He also asked me to join some ancient martial arts association, but I refused."

The old man smiled and said: "A person who can be valued by my senior brother must be good."

His breath gradually weakened, his body became weak, and he fell backward.

Li Mu sighed, flicked his fingers, and a sword energy came out from his fingertips and hit the old man's Tanzhong point. The old man was shaken, leaned over and vomited wildly, vomiting out a large pool of black blood.

After spitting out the black blood, his energy gradually improved, and he raised his head and looked at Li Mu in surprise.

Li Mu smiled: "Is it better?"

The old man glanced at Li Mu a few times, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "You... was that out-of-body Qi just now?"

Li Mu didn't answer, but stood up and said, "It seems like everything will be fine."

He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the sparkling Mingquan Lake, and sighed: "How long has it been? You just have a little sense of energy, and you feel that you are a superman, so you dare to hurt others with your hands. What the hell?

If all the people cultivate themselves, won't it mean that the world will be in chaos?"

The old man opposite said sarcastically: "If that little beast hadn't deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors, insisting on taking my senior brother's position, how could I have taken action against him? Besides, I injured him, and I was injured more seriously than he was."
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Li Mu chuckled and said: "They just grabbed the position of the president and didn't kill anyone. At most, it's morally wrong, but it's not illegal. It's better for you, because you have to kill people again. If you feel a little angry, just put yourself

Become a hero. Old man, killing someone is against the law, don’t you know?"

The old man groaned a few times and didn't know how to defend himself for a moment, so he turned to look at Mingquan Lake and stopped talking.

Li Mu helped him to a pavilion by the lake and asked him to sit down: "Just stay well. People will come to pick you up in a while, and I won't have anything to do."

The old man looked eager: "My name is Ran Qiubo, little brother, do you really not consider joining the Ancient Martial Arts Association? Don't worry, as long as you join the association, I will make the decision and I will definitely give you the position of vice president! Even if you want to be a member,

Chairman, it’s nothing. My senior brother is old and his energy is not as good as before. He will abdicate in a few years. With your cultivation, this president will be as easy as picking something out of a bag..."

Li Mu shook his head and said: "Don't! I can't afford to serve you uncles! If you have some skills, you want to use force to break the ban. Damn it, how dissatisfied with reality do you have to do to do these stupid things? Have you become stupid by practicing martial arts?



Li Haichuan had never had any intention of killing anyone in a martial arts competition before. It was just that he was unable to hold back his fists and feet, so he accidentally beat the person to death.

But his original intention was just to learn martial arts and improve himself, and did not think about killing anyone.

But the old man in front of him was different. Listening to his tone, he had murderous intentions towards his nephew from the beginning, but he just didn't have the ability to kill him. He used all his strength to injure him seriously. He was more injured than himself.

They are still serious.

"Cough cough cough!"

After listening to Li Mu's words, Ran Qiubo coughed a few times and remained silent.

After a while, several cars drove over from a distance and stopped in front of Li Mu. The door opened and a tall old man got out. The old man looked at Li Mu and said in surprise: "Brother Li Mu? You saved me."

My junior brother?"

Li Mu smiled and said: "Mr. Gu, we meet again."

Gu Niangeng said: "The last time we had a quick meeting, I didn't even have any contact information, which made me regret it for a long time. I didn't expect that when we meet again, it would be you who saved my junior brother."

He nodded to Li Mu and came to Ran Qiubo: "Junior brother, how are you now?"

Ran Qiubo smiled and pointed at Li Mu: "Originally, I was about to die. Thanks to this little brother, he sent out a stream of out-of-body Qi and evacuated my accumulated blood, so I can survive until now."

Gu Niangeng was surprised: "Really?"

He turned to look at Li Mu: "Brother Li, I wonder who you studied under?"

Li Mu said: "I am from Taocheng, and my father is Li Haichuan."

Gu Niangeng was surprised again: "Are you Li Haichuan's son?"

At that time, Li Haichuan challenged the world's private masters in order to improve his skills. Gu Niangeng was in his prime at the time and had a great reputation, so he was naturally the target of Li Haichuan's challenge.

He had been beaten to the ground several times by Li Haichuan, and he never dared to step into Taocheng for the rest of his life. He had no shame in showing off as the president of the martial arts association in front of Li Haichuan.

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"No wonder it's so powerful!"

The expression on Gu Niangeng's face changed, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Our cultivation has improved a lot, and you, the Li family, will naturally become more powerful. Li Haichuan's qualifications and understanding far exceed ours, and his family kung fu is also very powerful. Hehe,

I also want to recruit you into the association, but I’m really out of my mind.”

At this time, several people got off the car behind, lifted Ran Qiubo onto the cart, and drove directly to the hospital.

Gu Niangeng stood in front of Li Mu and sighed: "How is your father now?"

Li Mu smiled and said: "It's not bad. Now I'm thinking about opening a martial arts gym and beating the children of the world."

Gu Niangeng: "..."

He sighed: "Is he still so aggressive? Basically all the people in the traditional martial arts of Xia Kingdom have been beaten by him. Now it seems that they are going to beat him abroad? However, he is the only one with this mentality.

It wouldn't work if it were us. A few friends and I only want to promote Chinese martial arts, but we have never been like him, who simply wanted to beat people up..."

He suffered a big loss under Li Haichuan and knew Li Haichuan's character very well. After chatting with Li Mu for a while, he took out his business card and handed it to Li Mu: "When you have time, when you see your father, ask for me to see if he has any

Interested in coming to the Wushu Association? If he comes, the president of this association will be him."

Li Mu laughed dumbly: "Mr. Gu, do you think that with my father's temper, he is really suitable to be the president of the Wushu Association?"

Gu Niangeng smiled bitterly and said: "I know what you mean. People with good martial arts skills and explosive tempers can be thugs, but they are definitely not suitable to be bosses.

But now is an extraordinary period. The whole world seems to be changing. There is a kind of power that is rapidly recovering and people are excited. At this time, what is needed most is not a steady old man like me, but the most capable and bloody person.

President, your father is actually the most suitable."

There was one thing he didn't actually say, that is, Li Haichuan also had such a powerful son as Li Mu. As long as Li Haichuan became the chairman of the association, if something happened, Li Mu would definitely not stand idly by.

This is the main reason why he wants Li Haichuan to succeed him as the president of the Wushu Association.

A young man who can cultivate to the point where the true energy leaves the body will have a bright future. With him standing behind the Wushu Association, I believe that no matter how big the storm is, Li Mu may not be able to deal with it.

The only thing that can be worried about is whether Ran Qiubo, the junior brother, has seen clearly whether Li Mu can really leave the body and save people. If he is right, then Li Mu's cultivation has far exceeded his knowledge.

Sitting in the Wushu Association naturally has more advantages than disadvantages.


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