From martial arts apprentice to Dagan martial artist

Chapter 1 Wuhumen

In the evening, the sun sets and the sky is dyed into a gorgeous fiery cloud.

Dagan, Hongzhou, Sifang City.

In a spacious and imposing yard, shouts and shouts were constantly heard.

There is a plaque on the gate of the courtyard, and the three characters of Wuhumen are written on the iron and silver hook.

There were hundreds of men with naked upper bodies in the yard, most of them beating wooden piles, and some of them were waving stone locks to gain strength.

Li Yi kept hitting the wooden figurines wrapped in cowhide, his arms quickly congested and turned red.

He is 1.8 meters tall, wearing a pair of coarse trousers, his upper body has sharp muscles, and he can tell at a glance that he contains explosive power.

"All come to get the medicine soup." A deep shout came from the center of the yard.

Li Yi grabbed the burlap shirt on the side and walked towards the center of the courtyard.

The other men also walked towards the center of the courtyard, picking up porcelain bowls from the table beside them and queuing up.

"Thank you Senior Brother Shen." Li Yi thanked the man who was distributing the medicine.

He just nodded slightly and didn't respond.

The soup is light green and has a refreshing medicinal fragrance.

Li Yi drank half of the bowl as soon as he raised his head and tilted his head, but the remaining half of the bowl disappeared miraculously after entering his throat and was not swallowed by him.

"The charging is successful, and the future simulator starts."

The words reflected in his eyes, and Li Yi was overjoyed.

He is not a person from this world, but came from across.

The simulator came to this world with him, but every time he tried to start it, he always reminded himself that his energy was insufficient.

During these five months, he tried many things to power up the simulator.

The only thing that has been found to be effective so far is a variety of rare medicinal materials.

As the energy bar slowly fills up, a new information bar appears below the energy bar.

"Energy Point: One"

"Whether to consume an energy point and use the future life simulator."

Li Yi did not start in a hurry, washed the porcelain bowl and put it away, and he left.

Walking out of Wuhumen, the crowd in Sifang City in the evening has been much sparser.

Li Yi couldn't help but speed up. He had to return to his only home in the city before the curfew.

He suddenly crossed here five months ago.

Trapped in the wilderness, almost starved to death.

If it wasn't for the blacksmith Zhao Hai to rescue him, he would definitely die in the wild.

After Zhao Hai rescued him, he took him back to his blacksmith shop and accepted him as a disciple.

That's why he survived.

His master is not an advanced blacksmith, he can't play weapons, he can only repair iron pots and make farm tools.

But after all, there is a craftsmanship, and in today's Sifang City, it can be regarded as a well-off family.

Just some time ago, Zhao Hai was suddenly recruited by the government, and has not returned.

After walking through two streets, Li Yi came to a small courtyard, opened the door and walked in.

In the small yard, there are a few pieces of laundry that have just been washed.

"Senior sister, I'm back!" Li Yi shouted towards the thin woman in the corner of the yard.

That was Master's only daughter, Zhao Qian.

His master lost his wife in the early years, and he did not resume the string, so he has only one daughter.

Zhao Qian was doing laundry with her sleeves rolled up, her hands were wet, she looked at Li Yi and said with a smile, "The meal is ready, go eat first."

"Yeah." Li Yi nodded and walked to the kitchen, "Senior sister, don't wash it, let's eat together."

Open the lid of the pot, and the steaming smoke rises up.

In the pot were six or seven steamed buns with white flour, a plate of bacon and a plate of vegetables.

Zhao Qian turned her head, revealing a beautiful and handsome face. Although her skin was a little rough, her figure was bumpy and full of reverie.

"I'm not hungry," she whispered.

Li Yi looked at her, "I went to the yamen today to ask about Master, but..."

He didn't finish his sentence, just let out a long sigh.

The strength is still too weak, those yamen do not take their own words to heart at all, let alone answer their own questions.

If he breaks through the blood refining realm, he joins Wuhumen and becomes an official disciple.

Not like now, just an apprentice who can get started by paying.

If you ask again at that time, you will definitely get a more detailed answer, instead of ignoring it like you are now.

In the five realms of forging the body, he has not even reached the first realm to refine the skin.

"It's okay, don't worry. Don't go to the yamen to ask questions in the future," Zhao Qian said softly.

Her father left, and she hasn't replied yet, and she hasn't even heard from her, so how could she not be in a hurry.

But what can she do?
There is no way!

Even she knew it was okay to ask once or twice.

I asked them over and over again, which annoyed those yamen, and was very likely to be beaten.

When her father left, Li Yi was the only person she could rely on.

If something happened to him, Zhao Qian really didn't know what to do.

"I will find a way to find another way to inquire." Li Yi responded.

Zhao Qian seemed to want to say something more, but she opened her mouth, but she didn't speak.

Li Yi frowned, "Is it that damn Liu Er who came to the door to find trouble while I was away."

When the master first left, it was fine. Although he didn't know how to make iron utensils, it was no problem to repair iron pots.

Earn less money than before, but also enough to live on.

But the time Master has been gone is a little longer, and some people have thoughts that they shouldn't have.

For example, Liu Er, a famous rogue in the nearby streets.

Neither the yard nor the money that Master has saved over the years is not a small sum.

And as long as they solve themselves, they can be wiped out.

This is also the reason why he worshipped Wuhumen, just to use this banner to intimidate the other side.

It just seems that this apprentice who can be paid for, may not be able to deter the other party for a few days.

"He knocked on the door for a while and left." Zhao Qian tried her best to make her tone seem calmer, but she finally trembled a bit.

She is a weak woman at home alone. Facing strangers, she said she was knocking, but she was actually smashing the door.

It is impossible to say that there is no fear in the heart.

Not to mention the person who smashed the door, or the famous rogue in the nearby streets.

"I will find a way." Li Yi comforted softly.

After all, the strength is too weak.

If he breaks through the realm of blood refining, he becomes the official disciple of Wuhumen.

Even if Liu Er was beaten in the street, it would be fine.

But let's not mention whether he can beat Liu Er and his two followers.

Even if you can beat him, you will beat someone first, and you will lose a sum of money, or you will be directly arrested and locked up in a prison for a few months.

After the sloppy meal, he went back to his house.

There are a total of four rooms in the small courtyard, in addition to a smelting room, there is also a small kitchen.

In the remaining two rooms, his senior sister lives in one, and he and his master live in one.

Lying on the bed, Li Yi directly opened the future simulator.

"Start the simulation."

He recited a sentence in his heart, and lines of words appeared in front of him.

"In July of the third year of Chengping, you came to Sifang City and was accepted as a disciple by blacksmith Zhao Hai, who carefully taught you the craftsmanship of blacksmiths."

Zhao Hai was summoned by the government and left suddenly, and the wealth he left behind attracted Liu Er, who was a prankster on the street. You joined Wuhumen to protect yourself. "

"August, before you started to practice martial arts, Liu Er came to make trouble, please bear with it for the time being."

"September, I haven't started practicing martial arts..."

"October, start practicing martial arts and break through the first realm of body refining."

"In November, the practice of martial arts costs a lot of money, and repairing iron tools alone is not enough to maintain it.

You join the Black Tiger faction to earn money. "

"Dagan Chengping was killed in an accidental fire in March of the fourth year."

(End of this chapter)