The first among the heavens begins with martial arts

Chapter 5 The Secret History of the Rivers and Lakes
early morning.

Qian Heng was so fascinated by a history book that he even forgot to eat his favorite fried buns.

"Yuan Shi" is written on the cover of the book.

This book was not compiled by the official, but privately by the Hua family, and there are many little-known deeds in the content.

Official histories often use the Spring and Autumn style of writing. Yu Wulin seldom has a pen and pays more attention to the upper class. However, this Yuan history records various allusions from the Jianghu.

In Qian Heng's view, this book records the truth about the rise and fall of the dynasty.

With the variables of martial arts, the trend of history will inevitably be affected, and the dragon slaying technique that was originally summarized by later generations may not be applicable.

If the supreme warrior in this world disregards morality and wantonly kills officials and soldiers, he can definitely overthrow a feudal dynasty.

If officials and soldiers want to rule, they must be dispersed in counties and counties. In this case, even if there are experts of the same level who want to stop it, it is difficult to prevent the massacre from happening.

But this kind of thing actually rarely happens, because the righteous way of the world, and even not just the righteous way, are unwilling to disturb the stability of the world.

Ordinary people are producers of wealth, warriors belong to the ruling class just like bureaucrats, killing too many ordinary people and disrupting order will only lose a lot of wealth.

Based on Qian Heng's two years of thinking, forces such as the Blue Dragon Society are only seeking power and wealth, and war and chaos are not in the interests of these organizations.

In Gu Long's world, the villains are at most lunatics, perverted and mentally ill. The names of "lords" like Shangguan Jinhong are also questionable. Help the feudal king seize the throne.

It is obviously a collection of mighty power, but it seems a little strange to be so petty.

Just like the martial arts of the Yellow family, most of the high-ranking people are first-rate masters. If the strong are not born, they will live in seclusion in the mountains. If they are born, they must live above the temple.

However, the military power of the imperial court can be said to be weak now, and the top experts in the world have never tried to get involved in the imperial court's power. This is completely against the law, and there must be reasons he does not know.

If it's just a novel, of course there is no need to go into it, but now he is in an extremely real world, and he must investigate to the end the root of this dominant formation of the social pattern.

"The heroes of the Central Plains gathered in Xiangyang to resist the enemy. The Yuan army was defeated for five years. On the third day of March in the tenth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the magicians arrived in Xiangyang and attacked the city again. Once a drum broke, all the heroes were wiped out."

"On the seventeenth day of the fifth month of the tenth year of the Zhiyuan period, 320 seven people from the Central Plains sent out all their essence to assassinate the magician outside the city of Lin'an. It was a rain of blood and ghosts and gods weeping. The hero did not survive, and only the sleeve of the magician was torn."

"In the 11th year of the Yuan Dynasty, the magician traveled to the Central Plains under the order of the ancestors. In three years, he was assassinated 87 times. Hundreds of sects were destroyed, and countless victims were lost. The inheritance of martial arts in the Central Plains was almost cut off."

"In the second year of Zhishun, the magician disappeared, and the court blocked the news."

"In the 11th year of Zhengzheng, the news leaked out, and the Red Turban Rebellion broke out."

Qian Heng was thoughtful. If the records in this book were true, it was obvious that the rule of the previous dynasty came entirely from the magician, the only god-level warrior.

It took a total of 30 years from his appearance to his disappearance. After his disappearance, he shocked the world for another 20 years. He almost suppressed the Central Plains martial arts by himself.

Qian Heng was keenly aware that the current situation of courts and rivers and lakes was related to this magician, so it seemed that he needed to ask someone.

"master!"

The one who spoke was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. He was dressed in a green suit and saluted Qian Heng respectfully.

The young man's name was Chu Qing, and he was his earliest apprentice. Later, he saw that he was honest and respectful to his teacher, so he accepted him as a disciple.

"How is Guishengtang recently? Is there any problem to be solved?"

Guishengtang is a charitable organization funded and established by Qian Heng. It mainly adopts orphans and widowed elderly. Now Chu Qing is mainly in charge.

Chu Qing clasped his fists in salute, and said respectfully, "Master, everything is fine in Guisheng Hall. I have already planned to buy the surrounding yards to expand the space to solve the problem of overcrowding."

Qian Heng nodded, "Since there is no problem, you can explain to Tong Lin in the next two days, and leave Guishengtang alone, and go to Kanto to deliver a letter for me."

"The disciple obeys!"

Chu Qing took the envelope with both hands, treasured it and put it in his arms, and walked slowly back out of the yard.

"The disciple retire!"

After leaving Baozhilin, Chu Qing turned left and walked. After reaching a small alley, he walked another mile, and came to a dilapidated courtyard.

This is Guishengtang, which covers an area of ​​several acres, and there are more than 30 orphans and elderly people in it.

Pushing open the door and entering, the orphans were in class, the old widower who was his wife looked at him, snorted and ignored him, and he didn't say anything, and walked straight to the backyard.

In fact, Chu Qing's work is very small, just arranging accommodation and eating, occasionally mediating disputes, and most of the time is studying medicine and martial arts.

Junior sister Tong Lin is the teacher of the orphans every day, and she is actually more popular than him. Everyone is willing to listen to her, so there is actually nothing to explain.

The senior brothers and sisters exchanged a few simple greetings, and Chu Qing told the junior sister that he was going to Kanto soon.

Tong Lin hesitated, as if recalling something bad from the past, "Master, are you going to act now?"

Qian Heng didn't hide his ambition from his only two disciples, both of them knew his future plan, but they didn't expect it to come so soon.

Chu Qing nodded, and said: "Master didn't say anything, but this time I sent a letter to Uncle Li Shi to let me go in person, it's already obvious."

The two of them understood that if the master wanted to accomplish the great event of collecting martial arts from all over the world, he must have enough strength and influence, and Li Tanhua, who was addicted to alcohol, was his chosen helper and accomplice early on.

The master and him are not only close friends, but also have saved his life, and planned to drag him into the water early on.

Obviously, there will be no risk in this trip, but when Li Tanhua comes back, the peaceful life will be gone forever.

Chu Qing simply packed up and saluted, and then walked eastward. With his foot strength, he would arrive at the villa where Li Tanhua lived in seclusion in three days.

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night.

Raksha Fairy Li Zhenzhen reappeared in Qian Heng's room, seeing his unscathed appearance, she was furious.

"I just received an urgent message saying that you have been attacked. I don't know how Doctor Qian will explain it?"

Qian Heng smiled slightly, "I didn't expect things to change so quickly. I originally planned to make a fool of myself for a year or two."

Li Zhenzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and she suddenly felt the extreme danger, and she jumped out of the window without hesitation.

The space suddenly changed, and the air between the two twisted like it was above a stove, and an invisible suction acted on Li Zhenzhen, completely stopping her escape.

Li Zhenzhen reacted quickly, and immediately stabbed the wall with his sword, trying to counteract the suction.

A gloomy light struck her swiftly, forcing Li Zhenzhen to withdraw his sword to resist, and at the same time, he could only temporarily stabilize his footsteps with the method of a thousand catty drop.

When the lightsabers meet, Li Zhenzhen feels bad.

She didn't feel the impact of the entity at all. Obviously, the dark light is not a hidden weapon, but some kind of vigor.

A weird qi that seemed hot, non-hot, and non-cold penetrated into her body. This kind of qi was like a phantom. The zhenqi she had refined for decades could not be touched, not to mention resisting.

In the next moment, she felt as if she was suffering from a serious illness, and she was losing all her strength. At the same time, she felt headache, tinnitus, body aches, weakness and fear of cold, itchy lungs and could not help coughing violently.

The symptoms that can be subsided by the circulation of true energy on weekdays can't be suppressed no matter what, and the symptoms get worse the more you exercise, after a few breaths, Li Zhenzhen is so sick that he can't even hold a sword.

"Li Shangshi, what do you think of my typhoid and miscellaneous disease formula?"

Li Zhenzhen felt a pure and gentle zhenqi flow from his shoulders to his whole body, which easily melted away the weird energy in his body like spring breeze melting snow, and regained his strength a little.

Looking up at the man in front of him, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Very strong..."

After dispelling the sickness, Qian Heng turned around and walked back to the chair, looking defenseless.

At this time, Li Zhenzhen had recovered a certain amount of mobility. With her back to Qian Heng, whether it was a sneak attack or escape, it was a good opportunity, but she hesitated until Qian Heng sat down again, and did not act.

"What do you think is stronger between Tianzun and me?"

Li Zhenzhen's hand holding the sword showed blue veins, and said coldly: "Doctor Qian thinks highly of himself, Tianzun kills you like killing a pig."

Qian Heng was a little disappointed, sighed and said: "I never thought Fairy Luosha's martial arts cultivation is so poor that she can't even distinguish between strong and weak. It seems that the Emei faction has really fallen."

Li Zhenzhen was furious and attacked again with his sword. His body was as pine and as steady as a big tree, and his swordsmanship was as swift as the wind. attainments.

This set of swordsmanship is exactly the Songfeng swordsmanship among the three major swordsmanship of the Emei School, and it is also a top-notch skill in the Jianghu. Usually, Li Zhenzhen hides his clumsiness and never uses it with all his strength, but now he is forced out by Qian Heng.

"This set of swordsmanship is not bad. It seems that the Emei Sect still has a set of martial arts. It's a pity that the disciples are unfilial and let the magical skills be dusted."

Qian Heng didn't move, and used a few moves to break the ultimate move of the Songfeng swordsmanship, but he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, allowing Li Zhenzhen to use up a set of Songfeng swordsmanship.

Looking at the panting Raksha Fairy, Qian Heng hummed: "If your skills are so far, you can only stay today."

Li Zhenzhen said bitterly: "If Lord Tianzun or I, the head of Emei Dugu, are here, how can you be arrogant?"

"It's really stubborn!" Qian Hengda was disappointed, and he no longer had illusions about the eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes. The means he showed have surpassed the first-class masters, and his strength is far above Murong Qiudi and Dugu Yihe. It seems that it is impossible to expect passers-by to explain in ordinary battles.

It should be that the world level is still too low, Qian Heng secretly thought.

He swayed a gloomy light again, and Li Zhenzhen once again lost the ability to resist.

"Come on!"

After a few breaths, a man and a woman came to the yard.

"Altar Lord!"

The two greeted each other with hands clasped together.

Although Li Zhenzhen was unable to speak, a turbulent wave arose in his heart. Although there are many gangs in the Jianghu, there seems to be only one organization in the north with the position of altar master.

Blue Dragon Club.

(End of this chapter)