He, Bai Lang, will definitely have a place among them. In addition to Gang Leader Qiao's heroic style and Murong Fu's pretty face style, he will also have the style of a master migrant worker.
Xiao Feng and King Xiao can be considered a hero, but he has a tendency to hide his clumsiness and has a relatively low IQ. Every time he sees a person in the world of martial arts, he says, "Well, he is a master, and it is difficult to deal with." Then he can be solved with one move. As for the problem of IQ, just look at him to take the lead.
The eldest brother knew it, and he didn't notice even the simplest issue of age. It can be said that a family does not belong to the same family, and A'Zhu is just as stupid.
"No, when I think of A'Zhu, I think of Bai Jie, the most slutty A'Zhu in history, and then I think of being screamed at by Qiao Feng on the set." When Bai Lang thought of that, he couldn't help but take a few breaths. If he hadn't finished it now
Qigong, and this body is already deficient in Yuan Yang, so I might as well go to a famous brothel in Chengdu to get out of trouble. At least I have to open up the Great Zhoutian, so it will take more than half a year.
At this time, Bailang's attack has already begun to look good, and the force of his palm is changing, just like the north wind and snow roaring in. As the saying in Bei Fengxing says, "The candle dragon lives in a cold door, and the light is still shining. Why can't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only in the north
The wind howls and rages up from the sky!" With this palm strike, the opponent's mind will surely be snatched away by him as if he was caught in a violent snowstorm.
In the Chengdu martial arts world, Qingcheng Emei is respected - Qingcheng is not the Qingcheng of Yu Gaizi, and Emei is certainly not the Emei of Guo Xiang who was not born for decades. But these two sects are still famous for their swordsmanship.
Qingcheng Mountain and Mount Emei are both Taoist resorts, and these two sects really rely on Taoist temples and are passed down in the form of Taoist masters and disciples - both are descendants of the temple.
Naturally, these places are also tourist attractions, and there is an endless stream of tourists. Since they are decent sects, they are also kind to others. These two sects also collect donations from devotees for performing repentance and rituals on behalf of others. Naturally, tourists are not allowed to enter the front hall to visit and burn incense. Only those who practice martial arts
No outsiders are allowed to enter the backyard.
"That's right, the Quanzhen Sect has not yet become popular, and Wang Chongyang seems not to have been born yet." It is still the reign of Shenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty, and there is still quite some time before the so-called Song Dynasty martial arts trilogy. Bai Lang is not in a hurry to leave.
, because what he heard was that Prince Zhennan of Dali was still young, but the Prince of Zhennan never stayed in Dali City, running around in Dali Kingdom and the Song Dynasty all year round - "The problem is
Can he, an important minister of Dali, really run around in the Song Dynasty?"
Forget it, ignore him, anyway, if this person is really an important minister, he should stay in Dali and work, and he is running around giving Bai Lang the feeling that this person is looking for beautiful women to fall in love with. "Everyone wants to be Duan Zhengchun." Bai Lang
He muttered, Duan Zhengchun must be handsome, either Xie Xian or Tang Zhenzong. Anyway, this is not real history, and if he is left to his own devices, he will die sooner or later by a woman.
Unless you are a master like Bai Lang, you probably won’t die on a woman.
Bailang also went to Mount Emei that day to experience it. This Emei sect is not a women's sect, it is better to say that his family is purely male. Anyway, now Bailang is not eye-catching at all. He is watching among the tourists, "Hey, these little Taoist priests have a very good foundation."
Not bad." It seems to be stronger than the all-female Emei sect of Guo Xiang in later generations. From Bai Lang's perspective, the martial arts of this sect should be innate.
But are there any innate masters in the sect? Probably not. Bailang walked around the front hall and the main hall a few times, burned three sticks of incense, and then left. The Emei sect is open to worship on every fifth and tenth day, while other
The place is closed, and only Zhike will receive some worshipers and religious services. Jianghu affairs are usually carried out when it is closed. For example, Bailang saw the caravan worshiping the mountain on this day.
He is a master of martial arts. When he saw what the caravan was doing, of course he followed him to watch the fun. There were several such people. Which of the well-known forces in Chengdu didn't send someone to follow him quietly to watch? Bailang looked like a migrant worker.
His inconspicuous appearance certainly didn't attract much attention among these people, not to mention that he hid his clumsiness. Sure enough, the atmosphere was not good, and the caravan had objections to the so-called tolls.
Of course, in order to save face, we cannot directly say that your protection fee is too high. We are all decent people. To say so directly would lose face, so we have to use a euphemistic way of saying it - for example, someone and someone between you and me in a certain month of a certain year.
If someone has a conflict, let's talk about the rights and wrongs. Of course, there will definitely be a fight in the end, but before that, everyone should show their fists - there are no martial arts conferences these days to elect martial arts leaders.
Of course Bai Lang had to laugh, "No martial arts leader can even fart without making a sound. Unless there is a personal bodyguard of the martial arts leader who is obedient and obedient, no one will be obedient." These days, making people obedient still relies on reputation and power in the world.
The caravan is open to all rivers, and as long as experts from all walks of life are willing to contribute to the caravan, they will give money and benefits, and they can even help some people clear their identities. Emei is slightly inferior in this aspect, but the degree of unity in Emei is high.
Those in the caravan are just for money, but Emei still has a brotherly relationship between master and apprentice. When the lecture began, those martial arts people who came to watch with status and status also shamelessly went in - it was not surprising to the two parties, you know, if there were other
As for the power, they would definitely send someone to investigate. Bai Lang, who had no identity or status, could only squat to the side and watch. After squatting down, this man looked more like a migrant worker.
His hair could never be combed well, so Bai Lang shook his head and let the hair on his forehead go back a little. He looked at the audience with a simple smile and began to talk about numbers. The first thing was to show off his martial arts. The masters on both sides showed off their martial arts.
, such as walking slowly while talking, leaving clear footprints on the bluestone on the ground for several minutes, such as reaching out to pick flowers and leaves and bringing in the flower branches outside the window.
In short, the acrobatics are pretty good to watch. Bai Lang was quite happy to watch them, and he also figured out some of the Emei sect's martial arts. "It is indeed a pure Taoist lineage of mind, Zhongzheng and peaceful. But those people in the caravan are all kinds of strange and beautiful."
They are more beautiful. Look at those strange weapons." He shook his head and sighed. The weirder the weapons, the faster they will die. There are even guys with chisels and hammers, as if they want to quarry rocks.
The chisel curved and turned like the shape of lightning, and the hammer was also a small melon hammer. Someone nearby said it was a thunder block, and Bai Lang laughed unconsciously.
At this time, the two sides couldn't reach an agreement, and each took action. The first two people in the caravan were defeated by Emei. The guy with the thunder block was in a bad mood. When he heard the laughter, he immediately cursed, "What kind of thing does he not know whether to live or die?"