Zhu Tao, Zhang Hao and Dugu Yan grew up together since childhood, and followed their master Dugu Sheng to practice martial arts. Among them, Zhu Tao and Zhang Hao are Dugu Sheng's adopted children, and only Dugu Yan is his own daughter and senior sister. Dugu Sheng is a martial arts idiot, a martial idiot in modern society, when he was young, 24 hours a day, seven hours to sleep, wash, eat, drink, and Lazar, and the rest of the time was spent studying martial arts, the trophies he won in this life can definitely complete Ding Kaifeng's wish - or twice as complete, to Dugu Sheng became famous, as long as he participated in the martial arts competition, the other players knew that they could only compete for a runner-up ranking. Fortunately, Dugu later retired after his success, and he no longer participated in various martial arts competitions in his early sixties, so that there was a day when other martial arts players came out.

However, Dugusheng, a martial arts master, was not in a good situation in his later years, except for a daughter and two adopted disciples, who were also godsons, there was no one else. Because Dugu Sheng is too obsessed with practicing martial arts, it's not that he is not good at it, but he is unwilling to spend time coping, the head of Chen-style Taijiquan invited him to the anniversary meeting of the founding of Chen-style Taijiquan, Dugusheng only said one sentence, and he pushed it if he needed to practice martial arts; married his old rival son, and sent an invitation to him to have a lively time, but he still said that he needed to practice martial arts and had no time...... In a word, everything that has nothing to do with martial arts training can be pushed and pushed, and it can be pushed if it can't.

It's been a long time, how can this be, it will definitely offend people, you know that you are a martial idiot, and if you don't know, you will definitely say that Dugu is better than the cow, and you don't have to make excuses, no one can please move. The three disciples have persuaded Dugu Sheng many times, but the old man didn't listen to it and took care of himself.

Moreover, in modern society, opening martial arts halls and teaching disciples is really a declining business. The three children have witnessed the number of Dugusheng's martial arts hall decreasing year by year for more than 20 years, and finally only the three of them remained, and the exquisite wooden building and quaint house were empty many years ago, and they have never been full since.

At this time, other martial arts halls may take on some commercial performances, such as learning a lion and dragon dance, and performing in front of the shops, this thing is a small dish for Dugusheng, okay, don't learn. There are also high kung fu, which is valued by some big business bosses, and the person in charge of the martial arts hall signs a contract, hires martial arts disciples as security guards and bodyguards, and the salary is much higher than that of ordinary workers, and it is also a good livelihood. There are also martial arts masters who take their disciples to join the showbiz, or serve as martial arts instructors and action coaches for movies, and even as stand-ins, they can also make a lot of money, but Dugusheng is still an old saying, there is no time to practice martial arts. No one can blame Dugusheng's disciples for scattering birds and beasts, because they also have to live, some disciples are here to learn to play, and some want to make a living by learning martial arts, originally wanted to learn to be famous under a famous teacher, and mixed up, but Dugusheng's approach made them really unacceptable. If this teacher takes the lead, many disciples can follow suit, and Dugusheng has to say that it chills the hearts of the disciples to a certain extent.

"Actually, when the master didn't go to those parties and banquets, there were other meanings." Dugu Yan saw a martial arts hall built in the mountain, and said in a hoarse voice. Her family's martial arts hall is also open in the mountains,

"You know, the old man is afraid of being embarrassed." Zhang Hao continued. Zheng Jun looked at the two of them, and he didn't understand, he was a veteran, and he also practiced good boxing and kicks, and by chance he became a couple with Dugu Yan, and he always came to help Zhu Tao do things.

"I regret it, if I used to take the old man out to see the world." Zheng Jun was stunned, but he didn't expect that the most emotional was Zhu Tao, this guy who was laughing and full of ideas on weekdays was crying. Zheng Jun thought about it and understood what they meant, just like the Internet addiction that is often said now, he has also heard about Dugu Sheng, it is clearly a martial arts addiction, it seems that he can't do anything except practice martial arts, go to a party or something, he has to go on stage to say a few words, and some leave each other's contact information, but the old man just used his mobile phone to make a call. This is still a small problem, of course this is a small problem, and it can be learned. But the people sitting at the same table always have to talk about something, Dugu Sheng has no common language with others except martial arts, and over time, in order to avoid embarrassment, he naturally avoided these gatherings.

"Why, cheer up. My brother-in-law came to accompany you to worship the mountain gate, and I cried. Raise the momentum! Zheng Jun patted Zhu Tao's back and said loudly, wanting the three of them to come out of their sad emotions, after all, they came here today to do business.

"Hey, who are you brother-in-law, are you married to my sister. Side to go. Zhu Tao immediately returned to his usual appearance and slapped Zheng Jun's hand away.

"You little conscienceless."

"Uh-huh! Pack up your emotions. Get ready to go up the mountain. Dugu Yan cleared his throat and glanced at Zheng Jun. Zheng Jun and Zhu Tao immediately became serious and didn't dare to talk nonsense. Zhang Hao looked at the scenery on the mountain, remembered the days when he learned martial arts under Dugu Sheng, and his face was full of memories.

"Let's go." Zhang Hao took the lead, and the four of them walked towards the martial arts hall in the mountain.

'Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! When you reach the end of the quiet ancient road, three melodious bells come out of the ancient temple one after another, spreading all over the deep mountains on all sides. When the four of them heard this bell, they all stood in awe, and felt that all the restless emotions accumulated in their hearts due to the prosperous world and the smoke and willow world were all soothed. The sound of this bell is like a clear mountain stream, flowing in the ears of everyone, like the singing of mountain birds when they return to the forest, and singing makes people feel comfortable.

"Hey! Ha! Hey! Ha "Hundreds of people practice boxing in the huge martial arts arena, the people who practice boxing are all young people, although the height is different, each has a difference, but everyone's movements are like a projection, completely the same, uniform, even if it is Zheng Jun, who was born in the military, he can't help but be moved, you must know the military training standing posture queue, the most important thing is a neat. These 100 people are fist-breaking, loose-shaped, and imposing, which is really exciting to watch. Dugu Yan, Zhang Hao and Zhu Tao only saw so many people in their families practicing martial arts together when they were children, but they were not as neat and imposing as them, and they felt like they were in a certain TV series.

"Shaolin boxing, to the yang of the strong, no matter why you learn martial arts, why you come to Shaolin, you must be able to give me patience, endure hardships, and study hard. Otherwise, he is not qualified to say that he is a Shaolin disciple. A bald monk, looking in his thirties, was walking in the crowd, his eyes were as bright as fire, carefully looking at the bald teenagers.

Zhang Hao is the best martial arts among the three disciples of Dugu Yan, and he didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he muttered, I don't know whether to talk to himself or to his junior brother:

"The world's martial arts come out of Shaolin, and this bone is not easy to gnaw." Zhang Hao sighed.

"This Luohan punch is too slippery." Zhu Tao was also amazed, but his words were always improper.

As he said this, these people's Luohan fist was almost at the end, and the person in the crowd shouted loudly, and the sound was intertwined with the sound of fists and stepping on the ground in the square,

"Leap to the seven stars, turn the elbow of the stars, and the white crane shines its wings!" As soon as the white crane flashed its wings, Zhang Hao, Zhu Tao and Dugu Yan glanced at each other, they couldn't believe that there were still people in this era who could practice martial arts to this point, tangible and intentional, and it was really like a white crane falling in the air.

"Sit on the mountain! Harvest! All the disciples obeyed the order, all withdrew their fists and feet, and stood in place like a mountain, and the sound of their fists and feet was also uniform. The sun was scorching, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down drop after drop from the bright scalps of these disciples, shining with crystal light.

"What's the matter with the donor?" The monks stood still, and the monk who supervised the disciples' martial arts training came over and answered Zhang Hao's glare.

"Senior Brother Yuanshan. We came to the host to discuss important matters. Zhang Hao also learned from Yuanshan to fold his hands and bow his head and say respectfully.

"The master concentrates on worshipping the Buddha and does not ask about the red dust. Everyone, please come back. "Zhang Hao and Yuanshan met at a martial arts conference, and they can be regarded as acquaintances.

"Being in the red dust, how can you completely ignore the red dust, please give a voice to Senior Brother Yuanshan."

"The master knows what you mean, and he only said one word. Missing. Yuanshan shook his head, but his attitude was very relaxed.

"No, junior brother, what should I do?" Zhang Hao had passed the news with Yuanshan before, and Yuanshan must have told the host about it. Yuan Shan saw that Zhang Hao had changed, stayed where he was, and wondered in his heart, why did this guy suddenly change, just now he was still polite and respectful, why was he suddenly a little ruffian?

"The three disciples of Dugusheng's sect are here!" Zhu Tao shouted, his voice was loud, and it was like the leisurely bell, spreading to every mountain and every temple. The four of them have long been ready to be rejected, and they have also thought of a way to deal with it - worship the mountain gate, as the saying goes, the field is smashed, and you still dare to preside over the abbot?

Rao is monk from the distant mountains is extremely high, and he saw four people shouting at the top of his voice: Worship the mountain gate, and the corners of his mouth keep jumping, and he endured it so that he didn't have a seizure.

After all, these three words are too provocative, and in ancient times, they would definitely trigger a bloody struggle between sects.

"Humph! The good apprentice taught by Dugu Sheng is really bold. Come in, and I'll see who you can worship. In an ancient temple and Buddhist hall directly north of the martial arts arena, an old man had a rough voice and said angrily, obviously choking with anger. As Zhang Hao said, the world's martial arts out of Shaolin, Shaolin Temple in the modern martial arts circle is also very high, now someone dares to go to Shaolin Temple to shout worship the mountain gate, this guy is simply in Tai Sui's head ground.

"Of course it's you. I'm going to have to give you one. A gust of wind swept past Yuanshan, Yuanshan's face turned pale, and when he turned around slightly, he saw Zhu Tao dodging in the motionless crowd, and in less than ten breaths, he got through the crowd and rushed into the Buddhist hall. He looked at Zhang Hao and was a little surprised, because Zhang Hao once said that Zhu Tao is the boss of a company, and he usually puts so much effort into practice, and he is as steady as a tiger and gallops like a fly, not that he can't practice it over time. Yuan Shan turned his gaze to Zhang Hao, and was careful, junior brother is such kung fu, isn't senior brother ......

"Hello host."

'Plop! When he was far away, he heard the sound of men kneeling on the ground. Yuanshan's face couldn't help twitching a few more times, his respect was completely gone, and he stretched out his hand to Zhang Hao and the others, and took the lead to walk over there.

"You are the apprentice of Dugusheng's bastard sect!" Dugu Yan frowned when she heard Huiwen say this about her father, and then thought of the story between her father and him, and was immediately relieved.

"Hello Abbot Huiwen! Isn't this afraid that you won't see us? Yuanshan and the others walked in, and when they saw Zhu Tao smiling and answering the abbot, it was a hippie smile, full of flattery, and there was no lower limit, so they almost hugged Huiwen's thighs.

"Kid Zhang Hao is here too." The abbot's attitude towards Zhang Hao was much better, at least as if he was receiving guests normally.

"Hello Master." Zhang Hao knew that it was just that the master was pestered by Zhu Tao.

"It's been six years since your master died." Huiwen was old, wrinkled like mountains and ravines, looked at Zhang Hao and said with emotion.

"Thank you, Master, for your concern."

"I'm sorry for you, and you still have to look at such an unlucky thing." Hui Wen pointed at Zhu Tao, who was kneeling in front of his eyes, with his index finger.

The master laughed. Zhang Hao and the others took the prayer mat handed by Xiao Shami, who came in from outside, and also knelt in front of Huiwen. Yuanshan stood respectfully behind Huiwen.