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Chapter 7 Beijing Gate Martial Arts

Author: Night Rain Lights

In the martial arts world in the late Qing Dynasty, there were no eight major sects in martial arts novels that Chen Zhuo knew, nor did there be any demon sects that swept the world, and the big gangs that dominated the world. To put it more carefully, it was the martial arts world in the north and south.

The most well-known northern martial arts world are the three major internal martial arts, Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua, and Baji, the Earth, poking feet, Yan Qing skillfully beats, the Three Emperors' cannon hammer, the eagle claw, the legs of the mantis

...

After catching up with the current world, big and small fist species can bloom everywhere, with Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei as the most. When it is lively, maybe picking out one of them from the crowd can make you play tricks and cut a few words.

In the Southern Wulin, Hong, Liu, Cai, Li, and Mo families are the first, as well as Cai Lifo, White Eyebrow Fist, Dragon-shaped Fist, and Nanzhi Fist that have emerged in recent years...

There are differences between the north and the south, different food cultures, and many of the rules of each other are different. It is said that literati are inferior to each other, and this statement is no exception in the Wumen.

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Literature rely on speaking and martial artists rely on fighting. The two places have gathered boxers to compete several times, but each has its own victory and defeat, and each has its own strengths and weaknesses.

When practicing martial arts, some people want to make fame and fortune, while others want to spread the roots and leaves to spread the world.

The most successful one is the "Bagua Sect".

It is said that learning literature and martial arts, goods and imperial families are all the same.

Since Yin Fu, most of the gossip disciples have been guards in the palace. This generation has even produced a "gong Baotian" to serve as the personal guards of the Empress Dowager Cixi and the Emperor, and has become the chief guard of the Great Inner Guard. The fourth-rank guard with swords is considered to be

Take the path of warriors to the top.

...

"Today I will take you to a visit to an old senior from the "Bagua Sect". We will have a good relationship with our master and uncle, and we are also highly respected in Wumen, Beijing."

Early in the morning, Zuo Zongsheng led Chen Zhuo out of the escort agency.

Since you have already made your statement, you should still walk around. Martial arts are important to face, and perhaps you will offend others if you are negligent for a moment and look down on others. Especially the rules set by the older generation, the elders and the superiors of the young, and you like to talk about this most

In the matter, Wang Wu is not around, so he can only be the teaching of his senior brother.

"Master? Which Master?"

Chen Zhuo'er didn't carry his back today, holding his hands, huddled his neck, and dressed thickly, showing his evil appearance. If he hadn't had the spirit of a gangster, he would have looked like those bandits who were blocking the road.

Zuo Zongsheng was not much better, he shrank his head and his mind. It was really too strong. With the accumulation of snow, he stretched his neck and the cold frost and snow all penetrated into his neck, "Li Cunyi, Master Li, and our master are friends.

, You have to remember it in the future, don’t neglect it. Maybe you can get a few true teachings. Your monkey squad came from Master Li.”

Chen Zhuo responded, his face still pale, and when the wind blew, it became even whiter.

Zuo Zongsheng glanced at him with a smile, "Look at your appearance, I'm afraid I lost my qi and blood after practicing qigong last night. I will grab two pairs of medicine when I go back later and buy a few more pieces of big meat. Remember to kill me immediately.

Go back and get clean water and boil it for two meals to recover. Also, in the future, you can move to the single house in the southwest corner of the backyard. If you want to make trouble, you will get away. Don’t bother your master’s wife and the others.”

"Um."

When talking about last night, Chen Zhuo's face was a little unnatural and he glanced at some guilty glance.

The heavy snow accumulated, and the eaves along the way were covered with rows of ice skates hanging down. The overflowing fireworks drifted from afar, making Chen Zhuo feel uncomfortable and didn't know what to cook. It's so slutty.

of.

"What? The man who licked blood on the edge of the knife couldn't smell the braised rice?"

Zuo Zongsheng was very funny.

Chen Zhuo's eyes fell on a archway called "Yutai Teahouse" on the street. After a few more glances, he said slowly: "When there was a famine that year, I encountered a seller in a ruined town.

The rice meat shop was so hungry at that time that rice meat was just like beef, mutton, and beasts. The things on the meat stall had been picked, leaving only a pair of intestines and a piece of intestines.

The bloody heart was resting. When I spent all my money and bought it, the boss cooked it and then brought it with him. Only the other person smiled and told me what the rice meat was."

The clouds and winds were calm when he said, and Zuo Zongsheng, who was standing beside him, could no longer laugh.

"Did you eat?"

He stared at Chen Zhuo with his eyes as if he could kill people.

Chen Zhuo did not look at him, his eyes drooped, "How could that be? I didn't eat it, I just slaughtered all the people who sold meat and bought meat in the town. That was the first time I had the intention to kill.

I had the idea of ​​killing and held the knife tightly. After that, I would not like to kill people and I would just chop my head."

He suddenly laughed, and he smiled strangely, "When I was in Tianjin, I heard that when I saw someone who beheaded with a dull knife on the court, I would not be able to eat meat in the next three months. But I came to the next day

A hungry tiger was ate, vomited, and ate again and again. Because I didn't eat, I would starve to death. I vomited for more than twenty times before swallowing the meat. Finally, I thought of a way and simply stopped chewing it.



Even Zuo Zongsheng felt an inexplicable cold air thriving in his heart, and his body was cold. But looking at Chen Zhuo's crying and laughing, his heart softened and felt a little distressed.

Come.

Although he started early and was much bigger than Chen Zhuo, he followed Wang Wu and had his master holding the wind and waves in front of him. Even if he fought with others, he rarely fought for life. He could be considered a journey that would be unhindered.

Now, I heard Chen Zhuo talk about these cruel experiences, which was really shocking.

Chen Zhuo was already in a state of turmoil, and his tone was normal. He smiled and said with a gentle smile: "I made up my mind to practice martial arts and swords at that time. Since I entered this world, I should always do something... neither sad nor bitter nor false.

Crush, kill all things in the world!"

Let's talk and do it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, amazing."

Unpredictable, a stunning voice came out from Er and the others.

It was an old man with gray hair, looking gentle and kind, wearing a black coat and gray robe, a melon-shaped hat, snow-white velvet slit on the cuffs, holding hands, wearing a pair of Western glasses, and surrounded by agile and light steps.

The two of them wandered around the snow, but they couldn't see the footprints clearly where they walked.

When Zuo Zongsheng saw the visitor, he bent down, "Master Cheng!"

He turned his head and greeted Chen Zhuo again: "This is Cheng Tinghua, Master Cheng of the Bagua Sect, call me!"

Chen Zhuo immediately folded his fists and bowed, following the example, "Boy Chen Zhuo, I have met my uncle!"

The old man looked at him a few more times, "Your master finally accepted a domineering guy in this sect. You need to know that it is not enough to just go through the heroic path. There are Bodhisattvas in the monk temple, but there are also Ming Wangs who are angry. It's good, not bad..."

As the old man was talking, he suddenly whispered to the two of them, and saw more and more people on the street, gathering towards Xishikou.

"Why, why don't you two join in the fun?"

"So many people get up early, what are they doing?"

Chen Zhuo was confused.

Zuo Zongsheng shrank his neck and sneered, "What can I do? Eighty-mostly I want to kill the assassins last night. This is called Ming Zhengdian's execution, and it can be regarded as saying hello to those of us in the martial arts sect. Look, that's the assassination.

The end. Moreover, the White Lotus Sect has been a rebellious master since ancient times. This time I was caught, it is estimated that it will not be easy to die. Maybe I can be tortured before dark."

Cheng Tinghua smiled kindly. Seeing Chen Zhuo's wrist bones strong, he said strangely: "You are not the same as your master's sword technique, right?"

Chen Zhuo replied truthfully: "No, I practiced the sword technique in Guanzhong."

"Guanzhong Quick Knife?"

Cheng Tinghua's eyes lit up, "Okay, since we don't join in the fun, let's go to the teahouse to sit and don't talk about these things on the street, so as not to get flirted."
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