"Grandpa, why don't you let me learn martial arts?", while eating, Xiao Qiutong asked suspiciously.

"What's so good about being a warrior, either dying in the rivers and lakes, or dying on the battlefield, it's better to be a doctor, save the dead and help the wounded, and be loved, that's not better than a warrior. "Lao Li Tou obviously has a big opinion about martial artists.

"However, if I become a strong warrior, I can protect others, and no one will be hurt, isn't that good? This is the first time Li Qiutong has refuted his grandfather in eight years, and it is also the first time that he has something he wants to insist on.

Looking at the grown grandson in front of him, Li Baicao could only ponder silently for a while, and finally suddenly thought of something. got up and walked to his cabinet, and under the puzzled eyes of the little guy, he flipped through the pages for a long time, and finally took out a book covered with dust.

Shaking off the dust on the book, Lao Li Tou handed the book to Li Qiutong and said: "Grandpa thought about it, it really shouldn't stop your dream, this is a martial art that grandpa once got by chance in the north, called Wujiquan, it is a peerless martial art, it is said that only those who are destined can learn the martial arts, if you really have the talent to become a martial artist, you may be able to understand the things." But if you can't understand it, just learn medicine from me. ”

Holding the book in his hand, the little guy was incredulous and excited at the same time, and after quickly thanking his grandfather, he happily ran to his room and began to study this martial arts secret book.

Looking at the happy look of the little guy, Li Baicao showed a relieved smile.

But Jiang is still old and spicy, how could Li Qiutong, who has never been in contact with martial arts, know what kind of martial arts Li Baicao gave him.

The martial artists on the continent are strong and weak, and martial arts are naturally difficult and easy. Complex martial arts have a very high artistic conception of martial arts, and it is extremely difficult to get started without the guidance of a master. Simple martial arts martial arts are not high, and people with good talent can even teach themselves as long as they have cheats. The martial arts and artistic conception practiced by the warrior who made the silver sword were significantly higher than the martial arts practiced by the strong warrior, so although the two were at the same level as the martial artist, there was a significant gap in strength.

Of course, it is not that the martial artists who practice difficult martial arts are necessarily stronger than the martial artists who practice simple martial arts, the strength of the martial arts is also related to their own comprehension of martial arts and their own efforts, there is no shortage of martial artists who practice ordinary martial arts on the mainland to defeat the martial artists who practice superior martial arts, all this will only be felt obviously after Li Qiutong really embarks on the road of martial arts.

As for this Wujiquan, there are only these three words in the whole book, and the rest of the paper is all blank. It's just that in the place where Li Baicao got this book, there was a stone tablet engraved with the words of people who were destined to understand. But over the years, he has also given this book to many friends, but no one has been able to see anything.

Outside the house, Li Qiutong was turning the first page of Wujiquan in the moonlight. It was a blank slate, nothing. And then the pages kept turning, but it was still the same. Until the whole book was finished, Li Qiutong still didn't see a word or a picture.

"Am I really not related to martial arts?" Holding the book, Li Qiutong sat lonely in front of the door. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, his heart was very complicated, if it was just a temporary interest, but Li Qiutong really wanted to become a martial artist and fulfill his agreement with Yun Luoxuan. But the reality made him understand that the dream of a hero might not really be for him. With a hint of regret and lonely tears, he gradually fell asleep, perhaps finding a trace of comfort in his dreams.

When Li Baicao came out of the house, he saw his grandson's tearful face, and his heart was also a little sore. Picking up the child, Li Baicao gently put him on his small bed.

"Xiaotong, don't blame grandpa. Grandpa doesn't want you to be involved in those grievances, as long as you are safe, grandpa will be very satisfied. ”

But Li Qiutong's life may not be like this. At this point he seems to have encountered something in his sleep.

In a dream. Li Qiutong suddenly came to a space where black and white were intertwined.

In front of Li Qiutong, two dragons, one black and one white, soared, with delicate scales, sharp dragon claws, and a dragon's eye the size of a copper bell. made Li Qiutong feel frightened in his heart.

But from that direction, a serious voice came, "Come here, kid." ”

For a moment, curiosity overwhelmed fear. Following the voice, Li Qiutong walked over slowly. It wasn't until he got closer that he realized that there was a middle-aged man in the middle of the two dragons. He has flowing black hair and a cold and resolute face. The white sleeves are embroidered like ink.

"Who are you?"

The man slowly opened his mouth and said, "This king's name is Wuji. ”

"Wuji, I don't know you?" Li Qiutong looked puzzled.

The man smiled, "Of course you don't know me, but I know you." Three hundred years ago, it was I who brought you into this world. ”

"Three hundred years? I'm not from this world?" What are you talking about?" Li Qiutong was confused.

Wuji shook his hand and said, "This is not important, you will naturally understand it later." Today is our first encounter, but it will also be our last. Now, I'm going to teach you the mysteries of Wujiquan, and you're on the lookout. Then Wuji's whole body moved.

While posing on a posture, he said: "Everything in the world originates from Wuji, Yin and Yang are polarized from the source, everything is divided into Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang are opposed to each other and interconnected, Yin and Yang give birth to four elephants, and the four elephants refer to the Shaoyang Qinglong, the Shaoyin White Tiger, the Sun Vermilion Bird, and the Taiyin Xuanwu, each guarding one side. The four elephants are derived from the eight trigrams, including the Tianqian position, the Zedui position, the water barrier position, the fire detachment position, the thunder earthquake position, the mountain Gong position, the wind Xun position, and the earth kun position. ”

"Martial artists, based on the degree of condensation of martial arts, are divided into four realms: martial arts entry, martial arts, martial arts masters, and martial arts masters, which represent the four stages of martial arts entering the body, condensing in the body, condensing in vitro, and condensing in vitro. The martial artist level is the largest number of martial artists on the continent, the martial arts master is the mainstay of various organizations, sects, and armies, and the grandmaster is the leader of all the martial artists in the continent, because only the grandmaster with external condensation has the ability to create martial arts. ”

As he spoke, a huge formation suddenly appeared beside Wuji. The outermost eight directions are the wind bird of Xun, the thunder dragon of the earthquake, the fire pheasant of the departure, the heavenly horse of the dry, the water snake of Kan, the mountain dog of Gen, the sheep of Dui, and the cattle of Kun. And further in, there are four elephant divine beasts, each with a green dragon in the east, a red bird in the south, a white tiger in the west, and a Xuanwu in the north. As for the innermost, the two black and white dragons surrounded Wuji.

"This is the Infinite Array, and it's my strongest move. I once used this move to defeat the Nine Heavens Spiritual Light Guardian Array in one fell swoop, killing countless gods. But if you can step into the realm of infinity, this trick is just a joke. Wuji explained simply.

Although Li Qiutong only watched those actions once, for some reason, one action after another was clearly imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't forget it.

When Wuji demonstrated all the boxing techniques, he continued to put his hands behind his back, "Child, I actually put all my responsibilities on you without your consent, and I feel very guilty in my heart. But life is like this, although you are a person from another world, only you can protect this world. ”

Wuji's words, Li Qiutong didn't understand much at all. "Master Wuji, I don't really understand, what responsibility do I have?"

"You, as my successor, must find the Five Heroes as soon as possible, gather the Five Heroes of the East, and let the continent return to the guardianship of the Divine Yuan. In other words, you must become the king of warriors and use your life to shield the continent from the calamity that will soon befall you. ”

The young Li Qiutong may not have understood much of Wuji's meaning, but the term King of Martial Arts still attracted the young child, "Don't worry, Master Wuji, I will definitely become the King of Martial Artists." ”

Wuji nodded and said, "Remember, before you reach the realm of the Yin-Yang Grandmaster, you can't tell anyone what I told you today. ”

"I see, Master Wuji. ”

Looking at Li Qiutong's firm face, Wuji also smiled and said, "Come on, kid, you will definitely surpass me and truly sit on that void throne." As soon as he finished speaking, everything around him gradually blurred, and Li Qiutong's consciousness slowly fell asleep.

The next day, when Li Qiutong woke up, the memory of last night's dream appeared clearly in his mind. Wuji's words, Wuji's fist, everything is true. Happy, he jumped up, ran to the yard, and gestured according to Wuji's movements.

Li Qiutong officially embarked on the martial arts path from today. Since then, for ten years, he has always appeared in the courtyard, in the mountains, and beside the river every day.

Li Baicao could only watch the child who sweated every day gradually deviate from the path he had planned for him, and everything was caused by himself. It's just that Li Qiutong's appearance evokes memories bit by bit, and the inner entanglement gradually dissipates.

"Father, I tried another herb today, which should have a great effect on your illness. "Li Baicao in his youth has long been gray-haired because he has tried medicine countless times.

"Baicao, you have a very high talent in martial arts, and the family is willing to bring you to the capital to teach martial arts, why do you have to stay?" said a middle-aged man who looked similar to Li Baicao said to the white-haired boy in a wheelchair.

"Father, if I can't cure you, how can I have the heart to learn martial arts. The boy said and began to adjust the new prescription.

Looking at the hard-working teenager, the middle-aged man didn't say anything, just silently watched his son try over and over again.

In the end, Li Baicao succeeded, and he finally found a cure for his father's illness. It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the son wants to raise but doesn't wait. His father still didn't wait for that moment in the end, didn't wait for his medicine.

Since that day, Li Baicao has vowed not to touch martial arts for the rest of his life, and has devoted his life to medicine. Although there is one less martial arts genius on the mainland, there is one more medicine saint who has traveled all over the world and healed all over the world.

How similar is Li Qiutong today to himself at that time. I don't know what the distant future is like, but I only hold the simple and simple original intention to make unremitting efforts.

"That's how my father looked at me back then, a stubborn boy who didn't listen to persuasion. Coughing a few times, Li Baicao could only silently watch his grandson practice boxing over and over again under the scorching sun.