Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

It would be a lie to say that no one is hot-eyed, they are all shopkeepers on the same street, seeing Su Xuan's business getting better and better and earning more and more money in the past six months, everyone is envious.

But now that Su Xuan actually digs his own foundation, these people are also preparing to see his jokes.

"Hunyuan Zhenqi returns to the sea of ​​qi, formless and formless, illusory, seemingly real."

"Qi is born from flesh and blood, nourishing qi first nourishes blood, strengthens muscles and bones, refines flesh and blood, and qi itself."

After the Hunyuan Kung Fu enters the fifth level, it needs to be cultivated both internally and externally, and there are two kinds of external kung fu.

They are Broken Gold Palm and Broken Jade Finger respectively. The Palm Jue and Finger Jue are not very advanced, but their mystery is that they perfectly display the characteristics of Hunyuan Zhenqi.

It is thick and intact, as immovable as a mountain, and as moving as thunder and stormy waves. It must cooperate with Hunyuan Kungfu of more than five levels to exert [-]% of its power.

Su Xuan sat on the chair behind the counter, while looking at the cheat book of Hunyuan Gong, he gestured with his hands.

Sometimes pinching palms, sometimes pinching fingers, exploring ways to develop strength and luck.

"Master Lu."

A man in police clothes stood at the door of the inn and shouted, with a long knife on his waist. He was about 40 to [-] years old, with a slightly wretched appearance.

It was Xing Yusen, the head arrester of Qixia Town.

"Old Xing, what's the matter?"

Su Xuan poked his head out from behind the counter.

Xing Yusen came in, with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Master Lu, the yamen has issued a notice to ask all shops to prepare tax money in the next few days."

"Oh, I see."

Su Xuan nodded.

In the past two months, Li Dazui, the head of the four major criminal arresters in Guanzhong, came to make trouble, but he severely punished him.

From then on, this evil arrester never dared to appear in front of him again, and Lao Xing came to inform him of anything in the yamen.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

The smile on Lao Xing's face disappeared, and changed to a dignified expression: "Last month, a group of gangsters came to our Guanzhong area, committing crimes one after another, killing a lot of people, very fierce.

The Yamen of Guangyang Prefecture issued a notice, asking people to pay more attention. "

"The inn's business is good, people from all walks of life will come and go, maybe they will become the targets of these gangsters."

After finishing speaking, Xing Yusen continued to go to other shops to convey the notice from the Yamen with a long knife in his hand.

"Thugs?"

Su Xuan narrowed his eyes, but didn't take it seriously.

If someone really dares to hit him with a blind eye, he doesn't mind letting the green bamboo sword see the blood.

At noon, the inn began to receive guests. I thought that after the rules were changed, the business would not be good.

Unexpectedly, the business was even better than usual, and there was a long queue outside the inn.

Originally planned to have five tables at noon and five tables at night, all were sold out at noon.

"Everyone, today's food and drink are sold out."

After waiting for the diners in the lobby to finish eating, Su Xuan walked out of the inn, clasped his fists to the people queuing up outside, and said, "This shop is about to close. If you want to eat, hurry up tomorrow."

"What do you mean?"

Immediately someone was dissatisfied.

"We waited for a long time together, and this is gone."

"Shopkeeper Lu, you are not authentic."

"How can there be an inn that is open and not doing business?"

"Yes."

. . . .

"Everyone."

Su Xuan didn't change his face, pointed to the plaque beside him, and said loudly: "I have something to say first, please forgive me.".

Chapter 7: Kill chickens and monkeys to make them fly (new book asks for flowers and tickets)

The plaque was left here for a whole morning, and they could only be blamed for their bad eyesight. Su Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he turned around and wanted to go back.

The people outside saw this, although they were dissatisfied, they could only leave in resentment. Most of them were ordinary people.

Although some people used to ridicule his predecessor as a poor scholar, you must know that a scholar is also a scholar.

It can be seen that the official does not kneel, and there is a salary every year. Although it is not much, it represents a certain status.

Even if he went to the yamen, Lou Zhixian had to be polite to him and give him a seat.

this is a scholar

In the past, these people only dared to make sarcastic remarks, but later Su Xuan started the business of the inn.

They even have to say sarcastic remarks behind their backs.

The status of a scholar is definitely higher than that of an ordinary person.

"Unlucky, I will never come again."

"Without the support of us neighbors, his business would have plummeted."

The crowd whispered.

"Hold on."

But at this moment, an untimely voice sounded, with a bit of arrogance and disdain.

Su Xuan stopped, turned around and looked back, following the sound, outside the crowd, three fine horses were walking slowly.

The crowd gave way, and even those who were about to leave stopped.

Among the three people who came on horseback, two were wearing black samurai uniforms.

The young man in the middle was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with an immature face, wearing a blue gown, and riding a tall horse.

Judging by his attire and demeanor, he knew that he was not an ordinary person, and he was probably from a wealthy family.

Those two were guards or servants.

It was the man in the blue shirt who spoke just now.

Sitting on the horseback, he looked at Su Xuan unscrupulously with lofty eyes, and after a while, curled his lips and said: "My son came all the way from Guangyang Mansion just to taste your cooking.

Now you tell me that if you don't do it today, then this young master will be in vain. "

Su Xuan didn't change his face: "If this young master really wants to eat, he can come back tomorrow."

"Hmph, I want to eat today."

The man in the green shirt snorted coldly: "You have to do it if you do it, and you have to do it if you don't do it. If you don't do it well, I will smash your inn and tear down your signboard."

Seeing that Su Xuan didn't move, the man thought he was afraid, and his arrogance became even more arrogant: "Village man, I don't know what to say. In Guangyang Mansion, there are countless restaurants and inns that want to invite me, and I don't even bother to look."

"Come here today to save face."

Su Xuan shook his head: "Please come back tomorrow."

Such an attitude made the man in the blue shirt furious, and the two guards got off their horses, one left and one right, and walked towards the inn.

Just like two iron towers.

"Boy, have you heard of the Cui family in Guangyang Mansion?"

One of the burly men had a gloomy expression: "If you are sensible, just obediently do as my young master tells you."

"Cui Shi?"

Su Xuan shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

The two big men looked at each other, and one of them strode forward, and clasped his thick arm towards Su Xuan.

With five fingers spread out, it was as big as a cattail fan. In this person's eyes, an ordinary person like Su Xuan could throw it out with just a single lift.

The five fingers landed on Su Xuan's shoulder, exerting a slight force, but it was as if they were clasped on an iron plate, and the other party did not move at all.

The big man was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but increase his strength, but no matter how hard he exerted, the thin man in front of him still remained motionless.

Not even the slightest change in his face.

"impossible."

The big man had a ferocious expression, he let out a loud shout, and the veins in his arms popped up, but Su Xuan still didn't move.

"Have you had enough?"

There was a light and fluttering sound beside the ear, and the next moment, Peiran slammed into the big man's chest vigorously, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

It hit the horse behind it, the horse neighed, and even the horse and man were thrown two or three feet away before landing.

The big man rolled his eyes and passed out.

In front of the inn door, Su Xuan withdrew his palm and looked at the young man in blue, with a hint of murderous intent bursting out.

"If you want to eat, then come tomorrow."

His tone paused, and he said coldly: "If you want to find trouble, I don't mind playing with you."

"hiss"

The horse under the man in green shirt was frightened by the murderous intent, threw the man off, and got up after rolling several times.

Already bloody and miserable.

The remaining guard neither entered nor retreated, and could only stand there blankly, sweating coldly.

Master

The harmless man in front of him is definitely a master.

"Walk."

The man in the green shirt said bitterly, although he was unwilling, he didn't even dare to look Su Xuan's eyes, he covered his head and hurriedly fled here.

The guard followed behind with the fainted man on his back, and disappeared after turning the corner of the street.

"Snapped"

The door of the inn was closed, Su Xuan returned to the backyard, pulled out the green bamboo sword, and continued to practice swordsmanship.

"Hey, congratulations to the host, you have worked hard to practice swordsmanship and gained five points of martial arts."

After practicing the sword for two hours, and practicing the Broken Gold Palm and Broken Jade Finger for another two hours, it was completely dark at this time.

As for what happened during the day, he had long since forgotten about it. It was the first time that he had punished him slightly and severely. If it was such a troublesome son of the Cui family, he would dare to make trouble.

Then no wonder he is cruel.

On the second day, the third day, and the fourth day, the business was getting better every day, and there was an endless stream of diners coming to the inn.

But Su Xuan only made ten tables a day, and when he was done, he called it a day.

All the time saved was spent on cultivation, and Tan Yunshou cooperated with and strengthened these two passive skills, allowing him to practice much faster than before.

Truly a thousand miles a day.

Time passed day by day like this, and he who was immersed in his practice seemed to have forgotten the concept of time.

It mainly focuses on internal strength and swordsmanship, and minors in boxing, palm, fingering and knife skills.

January is fleeting, but his cultivation has made another breakthrough, stepping into the third level of innate.

winter snow

strong wind

Yamano Subai

The Xiliang River has already been covered with a thick layer of frost, and both sides of the river are open, and there is an endless stream of traders from the north and the south.

The cattle and sheep, dried fruits, fur, pearls and jade, etc. from the north were transported to the south, and the grain, silk, cloth, etc. from the south were also pulled to the north one by one.