The World of Martial Arts

Chapter 1 Jiangnan Meizhuang
Daming Jiangnan, West Lake Meizhuang.

Xu Zhengping disguised himself as a servant of the outer court, and lurked here for several months.

Today is the first day of the new year, and there must be a rally on the first and fifteenth day of the new year.

West Lake Plum Village is located in a remote area. Every month, the owner of the property, Huang Zhonggong, will lead many people to go out for shopping on these two days. This is also the time when Plum Village is most relaxed.

Xu Zhengping quietly came to the inner courtyard, hid in the corner of the rockery, and watched everything that happened here.

He knew that there was a water prison at the bottom of the village, and there was a person imprisoned in it, the former leader of the Demon Cult——Ren Woxing.

And Xu Zhengping lurked here for several months, succumbed to his servant, willingly forbearance, just to rescue Ren Woxing, and obtain the star-absorbing magic that he engraved on the iron plate of the water prison!
Xu Zhengping is not a person from this world, but an ordinary person in the 21st century of the earth, who accidentally traveled here.

As an orphan when he was young, he was accepted as a disciple by Master Fang Yin of the Northern Shaolin of the Great Ming Dynasty, and his Dharma name is Jueming.

Originally, he grew up practicing martial arts like ordinary Shaolin monks. Until four years ago, Master Fang Yin was killed while walking in the rivers and lakes. The murderer is still unknown.

Since then, Fang Yin's disciples have lost their masters and can only be transferred to other elders, so no one cares about their stepmother's son.

Not only is no one caring, but he is also bullied repeatedly. The progress of his martial arts practice is always deliberately delayed, and even the key moves are always intentionally or unintentionally pushed aside to prevent him from practicing.

Whenever they sparred, they would definitely become the meat target of an excellent monk, and they would be beaten to the point where they could hardly fight back.

I was often assigned chores before eating, so I could only eat other people's leftovers.

The Datong bunk where I slept must have been squeezed in the middle where it was difficult to even turn over.

Including adulthood, walking the rivers and lakes with a teacher must also be a pawn, doing the most dangerous and difficult things.

Many of his fellow disciples had died in the rivers and lakes, Xu Zhengping naturally felt a strong sense of crisis, knowing that if he continued, he would end up just as miserable as his fellow disciples.

And this river and lake is simply outrageously chaotic.

This is a world of comprehensive martial arts, where many dynasties and nationalities coexist, wars are endless, and the world is turbulent.

Even if Xu Zhengping wanted to retire, he would still be oppressed by the government and local gangs as an ordinary citizen.

The only thing that can allow him to survive safely and live better is to continuously improve his strength and reach the top position.

But Xu Zhengping has traveled to this point, has no cheats, and has no particularly good aptitude. After his master died, he was often bullied by his classmates.

Even if they practice very hard, even if they do chores, they practice external skills all the time, and the level they have reached is only the level of elite disciples who have broken through the Wooden Puppet Alley and the Bronze Man Formation.

Even so, she was still jealous by the rest of her peers, squeezed out repeatedly, suppressed by her elders, and couldn't learn any of the 72 stunts.

Wanting to rely on hard work to reach the level of top masters is simply a dream.

So he could only take risks, thinking that the abbot of the Shaolin Temple where he lived was named Fang Zheng, and Xu Zhengping knew that the story of the Great Ming Dynasty and the Swordsman would occupy a large part.

In this world, there are only two opportunities that he can easily obtain, one is the evil sword technique, and the other is the star-absorbing technique.

The evil sword technique is the least difficult to obtain and the risk is the least, but the cost of cultivation is the highest, Xu Zhengping has no interest in it.

There are great disadvantages in the method of attracting stars, and it is not easy to obtain it, but it is the most beneficial to Xu Zhengping at the moment.

So he made preparations for this, and left the mountain gate early on the pretext of visiting Southern Shaolin to learn martial arts, and then found a skilled craftsman to make a roll of wire saws, which can easily cut through fine steel as thick as an arm.

Then he put on a wig, took advantage of the opportunity of Mei Zhuang to recruit people, and applied to come in, lurking quietly, actually observing the movements of everyone in the Zhuang.

Now that he has already figured out the behavior rules of everyone in the village, it is time for formal action.

Today the owner of the villa, Huang Zhonggong, led Yizi Dianjian Ding Jian and others to go out to buy. There are only three owners left in the village: Hei Hei Zi, Bald Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng.

The bald penman and Dan Qingsheng have a book and a painting, they are very speculative, and they often study together.

However, Hei Hei Zi was extremely scheming, through the past few months of observation, Xu Zhengping knew that Hei Hei Zi would definitely find a way to sneak into the master's room while he was out to visit the prisoners in the dungeon.

That's why Xu Zhengping pays special attention to black and white pieces, which is the key to his operation this time.

Hei Hei Zi found Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng first, and somehow lured them out of the room and took them to a flower garden in the outer courtyard.

The two started painting and writing outside, and Hei Hei Zi returned calmly, entered their room again, and stole two keys.

Then he prepared another basket of food boxes, entered Huang Zhonggong's room with a sneer on his face, and quietly closed the door.

Xu Zhengping hid in the rockery and silently counted the time. After five hundred breaths, he quietly got out. After observing the surroundings, he quickly got into the room of the big villa owner Huang Zhonggong, and closed the door again.

Sure enough, the secret passage under the bed has been opened, and this secret passage cannot be closed from the inside.

Xu Zhengping first tied cotton cloths on the soles of his feet to prevent abnormal noises when he stepped on the ground, and then checked the equipment he carried with him.

His martial arts are limited, and he needs to rely on hidden poison weapons and mist to act. After putting these things in the most convenient position, he sneaked in quietly.

At this time, Hei Hei Zi was in the dog hole at the entrance of the water prison, and he was persuading me with flattering vocal cords.

"Senior Ren! I'm here to see you again. Have you considered what I mentioned last month?

If you are willing to accept the younger generation as your apprentice, and pass on the great skills of the younger generation to attract stars, this blue wine and food is the meeting gift for the younger generation!
When the younger generation learns the great method of absorbing stars, you will be released, master, from the dungeon. At that time, the two of us, master and apprentice, will join forces and fight all the way up the Blackwood Cliff to avenge that Dongfang Bubai. Wouldn't it be fun! "

As he said, he opened the blue wine and food, and a tempting aroma of wine and meat floated into the prison.

The environment in the prison is humid and hot, with all kinds of corruption and stench.

Ren Woxing was harsh on his daily diet, usually only plain water and light rice, and vegetables and eggs during festivals. If he hadn't had deep internal energy to improve his physical condition by himself, he would have died here after more than ten years of detention.

Smelling the smell of wine and meat, Ren Woxing couldn't help swallowing, but still turned his back to the dog hole, sneered, and didn't answer.

Hei Hei Zi was obviously very impatient, and said in his heart: Old man, don't eat a toast and eat fine wine!You don't want to get any oily water for the next month!I will give you plain water and rice every day, and I will starve you for a few meals to see how long you can last!

His tone was still flattering, and he took a sip of fine wine and said with a smile: "This is the best Huadiao in Shaoxing, the fragrance is so pure, as long as Senior Ren agrees, I will drink it every day from now on!"

"Get lost! Don't bother the old man's cleanliness!"

Hei Hei Zi's face was gloomy, his mind was on Ren Wo Xing, he didn't notice that there was a person standing ten steps behind him.

The man took out the smoke and threw it at his feet very gently, but he still didn't notice it.

It wasn't until the misty smoke rose and he inhaled his nose that he smelled something wrong, so he turned around in surprise.

But in the dark environment, suddenly seven or eight poisonous needles stained with ink flew towards him!

In such an environment, it is impossible to see the positions of these poisonous needles with eyes, and ordinary martial arts experts may be plotted against without knowing it.

Hei Hei Zi is also proficient in hidden weapons, so his hearing is extremely strong, although the poisonous needle is small, it can't hide his perception.

His complexion changed drastically, he used all his internal strength, and slapped his palm horizontally, causing a strong wind to blow his face!
Immediately, all the seven or eight poisonous needles were blown to the wall on one side, and he broke out in a cold sweat, asking repeatedly, "Who is it!"

But in the next moment, he felt qi deficiency and body weakness. He had just been frightened, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath. He inhaled several puffs of smoke vigorously, and the effect of the medicine immediately took effect and he fell to the ground.

In the darkness, the man still walked gently, without making a sound.

Black and White Zi quietly touched a chess piece with one hand. This is his only chance to turn defeat into victory, but he is too weak at this time to throw it very far. He has to wait for the person to get closer to within five steps before he has a chance to turn defeat into victory.

So he pretended to faint and lay still on his stomach, but actually bit the tip of his tongue and observed the other party with the last energy.

But he only saw that the person approached to a distance of seven steps, and he fumbled out a few black poisonous needles from his sleeve.

Then, in Hei Hei Zi's desperate eyes, from this distance, he nailed the poisonous needles to several important points on his head.

The poison entered his mind instantly, and Black and White's last thought was: "Who the hell is this person? He is so vicious and cautious, I don't even have a chance!"

(End of this chapter)