The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 87: Sunflowers facing the sun, heavenly beings transformed, eyebrows and eyes shy, red lips smile
"Every year at this time, my Six Finger Hall recruits a group of new disciples. Today is the day. There are 287 of you in this group, and you are either orphans or from poor families.

If this temple had not been willing to take you in and give you the opportunity to learn advanced Kung Fu, your fate in the future would have been either starving to death on the streets or being enslaved by those wealthy families. Your life would be worthless and no one would care if you died!"

The sky was already bright, and the streets of Guangling City were gradually becoming lively.

In a spacious courtyard inside the Liuzhi Hall, a burly, dark-skinned man stood in the sun, lecturing loudly.

The big man was strong and muscular, and his figure stood upright like a javelin, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

He looked down, and teams of new recruits tried hard to maintain their standing posture, not daring to look directly at the big man.

These new recruits were all boys and girls, the youngest looked only twelve or thirteen years old, and most of them were dressed simply and had thin bodies.

Only a few of them were strong and had colorful clothes on. It was easy to tell that they stood out from the others in terms of spirit and were not from poor families.

No matter who it was, when they heard the other party say that they also had the opportunity to learn martial arts, a hint of joy unconsciously emerged in their hearts.

But the big man immediately changed the subject: "However, don't be too happy too soon. Newcomers like you are not even peripheral minions now.

Want to get started?

Let's stand here for three hours first!"

After saying this, the big man left with his hands behind his back, leaving only a few younger-looking disciples watching.

Half an hour passed. Although the March sun was not too scorching, most of these newcomers began to feel uneasy and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Only a dozen or so people looked energetic, with their eyes half-open and half-closed, and there seemed to be some rhythm in their breathing, and it was obvious at a glance that they had a solid foundation.

They tried hard to stand up straight in the open space, their faces were rosy and not a drop of sweat was left on them. Although they felt a little bored and irritated, they did not dare to move.

The children from poor families don’t know, but they know it clearly.

Although these dozen or so families were not extremely wealthy, they were well-off enough to provide them with meat and medicinal materials for practicing martial arts.

Although Fang Xun has a lot of advanced martial arts, ordinary people's families don't even have the opportunity to learn basic farming techniques.

Given the family background and status of these dozen young men, they could only collect some ordinary stuff at best. It would be extremely difficult for them to obtain superior kung fu.

But the current Six Finger Hall is different from before. In the past, ordinary gang members could only practice some basic kung fu at most, and only leaders would be taught the internal skills.

But ever since Brother Xun became the backer of the Six Finger Hall, he gave Duan Mingfu some skills to cultivate new blood.

Although he looked down upon these skills, they were all rare and high-quality goods in the eyes of ordinary warriors in the outside world. Among them was the "Quanzhen Internal Kung Fu" which was very friendly to novices.

The reform of Liuzhitang had only been in place for about a month when someone well-informed learned about it.

Except for three from local merchant families, the rest of these dozen young men were from gentry families in various counties of Guangling Prefecture. They all got the news through their family connections and took the initiative to send them to Liuzhitang.

I hope he can join the Six Finger Hall and learn some advanced kung fu.

There were more than 200 new recruits in the field, no matter they were from wealthy families or poor teenagers who were accepted in ignorantly, none of them had the intention of giving up.

It was just three hours of standing, and the early spring sun was not too scorching.

Even though their legs were sore and they were thirsty, no one relaxed and squatted down. They all knew that this was a chance to change their own destiny.

As time passed, the sun rose higher and higher, and after reaching noon, it gradually set in the west.

Before they knew it, three hours had passed. The dark-skinned man appeared in front of the newcomers again and clapped his hands.

"Three hours are up!"

All of a sudden, the new recruits finally breathed a sigh of relief. Most of them sat down on the ground and rubbed their sore thighs. A few of them still stood straight, looking straight ahead. The dark-skinned man took another look at them.

Although he knew that these people were smart and deliberately insisted on standing there to make a good impression on him, there was still a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Congratulations!"

The big man laughed and spoke slowly.

"Everyone has passed the entrance test. Next, you will receive the foundation-building guidance technique of this hall, "The Song of the Quanzhen Dao".

If one can master the art of guiding and enter the acquired stage within three years, he will be able to become a true disciple in one step.

Of course, if you can’t hold on during this period, you can directly choose to practice the Quanzhen Inner Power, but you can only be an outer sect apprentice, not even an ordinary disciple. "

The tired teenagers in the field were immediately cheered up after hearing what the big man said.

It is rumored that "The Great Song of Quanzhen" and "Quanzhen Inner Power" are the introductory exercises that Xun Ge'er insisted on practicing, and now they actually have the opportunity to practice them!

Just as the big man was about to continue explaining some of the rules of the Six Finger Hall, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise, and even the disciples on his left and right started to make a commotion.

He saw that a group of young men in the field suddenly stared at the corridor on one side of the courtyard with their eyes wide open, as if they had lost their souls.

He frowned, anger rising in his heart. Just as he was about to yell, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of several figures passing by in the corridor of the courtyard.

When he saw one of the figures, his eyes bulged out and his mouth opened in shock.

"This is the Young Master?!"

Four figures passed by in the corridor, and Fang Xun, dressed in a black robe, walked in the front with a calm expression.

Duan Mingfu behind him looked a lot younger, but his expression seemed very complicated.

Behind him was the honest and strong Yan Ming. He had a blank expression on his face and his eyes were directed straight ahead, but his slightly trembling palms showed that he was not at peace.

Under normal circumstances, everyone's attention should have been on Xun Ge'er, but at this moment, the red figure next to Yan Ming directly caught everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on that beautiful figure.

They saw a pretty and lively girl in bright red clothes. She seemed to feel everyone's gazes. She turned her neck slightly and her fair face unconsciously revealed a shy smile.

The charming eyes close in shyness, and the red lips open in smile.

When the beauty smiled, the flowers and plants in the courtyard immediately paled in comparison. The innocent and shy smile on her red lips made everyone lose their souls in an instant.

However, the looks of the big man and several Six Finger Hall disciples contained not only amazement but also a hint of horror.

'This, this, this is really the young master?'

They confirmed again and again that they were not mistaken. Although the face was extremely beautiful and charming, it was Dongfang Que's face!

Duan Mingfu saw the pig-like looks of a group of people in the field, opened his mouth, and wanted to yell at them.

But when he looked at Dongfang Que, who looked shy and reserved, and thought that he was no better than those disciples just now, he sighed, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"Sunflowers face the sun, like a celestial being, with charming eyes and shy lips, smiling.

Think of the two beauties in Jiangzhou, Jiaolong and Feiyan, who are also so beautiful and charming. They are really enchanting."

(End of this chapter)