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Chapter 822 Sitting in the well and watching the sky!

The master turned his head with a face full of anger, and shouted angrily.

"As for it? Ah? As for it? This is going to pry my Su family's ancestral grave, you brat really has no conscience!"

I spread my hands, he was the one who covered it up with me first.

Today I was fighting with old man Wan and the others with my head pinned to my trouser belt. If I make a mistake, I will not end well!
"I'm just reminding you of this possibility."

I took a sip of my tea and didn't care if he would leave or not.

The master immediately changed into a smiling face, slapped his forehead pretending to be surprised, and muttered: "Oh, my good grandson-in-law, are you still there? I thought I was the only one left."

The corners of my mouth twitched, he thought I was an idiot, why should his acting skills be so clumsy?
The master sat back with a grin and helped me fill up the tea.

Tea is full to see off guests!

He is letting me go!
"It's so late, it's time to go back and rest. I'm getting old and I can't bear it." Master said and yawned.

"If you want to go back, yes, the rules they said, how can you have such a powerful skill, why do you have to compete for Black Jade Ointment when you are in good health. Also, what are you still hiding from me, tell me all at once. "I ignored his poor acting.

"Ouch, I have a headache. Is the wine mixed with water tonight? No, I have to go back and rest."

"You go and try it out, and I'll tell everyone right now."

Master, who had already raised his feet and was about to leave, turned his head with a stiff neck, and said with a flattering smile, "I just got up and moved my body."

I don't even know how to evaluate this master, I always feel like I'm on a thief's boat.

It's not like Instructor Mo at all. Although the two of us don't match each other as masters and apprentices, let him see how Instructor Mo does?

He does his best to help me arrange training every day, so that those who follow him will not suffer any grievances, and he will be the first to stand up for anything.For me, he even did not hesitate to offend the Xu family and An Yunuo!
Looking at the grinning old guy in front of me again, I was so angry that today was the third time he cheated on me.

Compared with Instructor Mo, he is not worthy to be my master!

How could I have been dazzled by revenge and agreed to be his apprentice?
Oh, I regret it!
……

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the master poured himself a cup of tea, opened his mouth slowly, and began to tell me the history of Shengmen.

I would also be happy to hear how Shengmen developed to where it is today. In my opinion, the secret formula mastered by a Shengmen is almost old and dead. As long as it is used, there is no disease that cannot be cured.

It stands to reason that such an existence, and after thousands of years of baptism and precipitation, it is absolutely impossible to have no personal connections at all.

It should be that the relationship in all aspects is so strong that others dare not move at all, not to mention that like today, a dozen or so families came to the door with great fanfare to destroy the door.

Moreover, no one is willing to stand up and help Shengmen.

This is not in line with its existence and development!

Once the door of life is destroyed, what will happen to those who want to rely on the door of life to heal various intractable diseases?Why don't they step up and help?
Master told me that since the establishment of Shengmen, it was for the general public. The situation I thought was strangled in the cradle from the very beginning.

People from Shengmen are not allowed to be officials in the court, and they hardly deal with those people.

However, if you come to ask for medicine as a patient, you will definitely help.

The reason why no one came out to help Shengmen was because the people who helped Shengmen were these families today.

Hearing this, I frowned slightly, took a sip of tea, and motioned for Master to continue.

Shengmen has offended the interests of many people since its establishment, and time and time again, because of its sharpness, it has been targeted by people who want to take Shengmen as their own.

When confronted with those dignitaries, it was not easy for Shengmen to refuse openly. He refused several times, and was shot and wiped out several times.After Shengmen held on tenaciously, he established a rule with the families present here.

Whenever there is any crisis in Shengmen, they need to help Shengmen solve it, and Shengmen provides any medicine they need free of charge.

This includes Black Jade Intermittent Ointment!
Make an appointment with each other, every 30 years, those families will gather in Shengmen, and each family will give a certain amount of black jade intermittently.

Since they couldn't be refined, the agreement between each other has lost its effect.

It was only a hundred years ago that they needed Black Jade Intermittent Ointment all of a sudden, and what to use it for.Also, why did those people who came here with black and white photos forcefully blame the dead on Shengmen.

Shengmen is also a human being, not a god.

When one is old, one must die. Who can live two to three hundred years old?

At this point, Master took a sip of tea, took a deep look at me, and asked, "What do you think of their skills?"

I don't understand why he would talk about him from left to right, and replied lightly: "It's amazing, I have experienced enough, but I have never seen this type of people, and the moves they use are not what I know It's more like grappling and fighting."

I paused and looked at Master.

"That's right, what they use is not grappling, but ancient martial arts!" The master nodded seriously, expressing the confusion in my heart.

"Ancient martial arts?" I looked at Master in astonishment.

"That's right, an ancient martial art that has long since disappeared in the long river of history!"

I don't know any ancient martial arts, but I think those people's bodies are a bit strange first, some have a strong upper body, some have thick legs, and some are as thin as bamboo poles.

Then, when they were fighting, I have been watching carefully and recorded it. Every family has its own characteristics.

Some use fists, some use legs, and some use crutches.
I looked at Master solemnly. Is this so-called ancient martial art so terrifying?
The young man had nothing to say, but the old woman Sun smashed Song so helplessly with her crutches, smashing the marble floor with one crutch.

If it hits a person, wouldn't it turn the person into a waste like me?

Her vigorous body doesn't look like someone in her 80s or [-]s at all.

There is also the dead old man, who was besieged by so many people and was seriously injured, he crossed the nine steps in one step.

If it wasn't for talking too much nonsense, I wouldn't have a chance to kill him!
That's not counting, even if I stabbed him in the chest, he still didn't die immediately, and he still had the ability to attack me again.If it wasn't for Mr. Nie's timely action, he would have killed me!
So what ancient martial art has such a good effect?

I frowned tightly. Since it has such an exaggerated effect, why has no one around me ever mentioned it, and no one knows the so-called ancient martial arts?
The master said lightly: "You are just watching the sky from a well."

I admit this point, after visiting the Su family and the Shengmen, it really gave me a lot of insight.

It always feels a bit ethereal, and it doesn't fit the world in which I, a country kid, lived.

Looking at Master, I asked, "Is there any connection between the ancient martial arts and their request for Black Jade Ointment?"

The master smiled and said, "Yes, and it's a big deal. But, are you sure you can bear it? Don't tell me, you were so scared that you wet your pants."

"Tch, what can scare me to pee, come on, tell me quickly." I replied angrily.

Master leaned close to my ear and whispered a few words.

The teacup in my hand fell to the ground with a clang.
(End of this chapter)