When the first rays of sunlight fell on the sky in the early morning, the disciples of the Juying Pavilion had already assembled in the practice room.

Facing the sleepy-eyed and yawning disciples of the outer sect, the second senior brother Shi Guangwen talked about the cliché, and told the story of the predecessor of the martial saint Wang Chao.

"Wang Chao's predecessor was born eighteen years before Xinling, and he admired martial arts since he was a child, but his talent was limited, and he visited more than ten martial arts halls, and none of the martial artists was willing to accept him as an apprentice. But Wang Chao's predecessors did not give up, he insisted on getting up early every day, climbing the mountain to practice, and after three sets of punches, he could just see the sunrise at the top of the mountain. ”

"Later, when Wang Chao's predecessor was eighteen years old, the aura recovered, the world changed greatly, Wang Chao's predecessor became the first batch of cultivators, in the cultivation path of martial arts, he was not the one who walked the fastest, but he was the one with the most perseverance! As a result, he became the first human immortal ever! ”

"Therefore, talent is not the most important, perseverance and perseverance are the most important! As the old saying goes, water drops wear stones, and quantitative changes cause qualitative changes! Come, let's start practicing! ”

Everyone has heard this story too many times, and there is no longer a feeling of blood boiling, and in the gray queue, a trouble-provoking prickly head shouted: "Senior Brother Shi, my grandfather said that what you talked about is called chicken soup for the soul, which is deceitful!" Martial saint Wang Chao was born in a martial arts family, his grandfather was a martial arts master in the old era, his father was the coach of the heavyweight boxing champion, he practiced since he was a child, what do you want, and he will be talented tomorrow, and he will be cast into the inner world at the age of forty, even if it is placed today, it can shock the world. ”

Shi Guangwen has had a bumpy journey in the past 30 years, and his irritable temper has long been wiped out, so he was not annoyed by his junior brother's refutation, smiled tolerantly, and said: "Whether it's true or not, it's not wrong to let you practice diligently, it's for your good." You think I'm lying to you, so let's not talk about Wang Chao's predecessors, let's talk about the current martial arts masters, the 'Demon Suppressing Pestle' Xuanxin Mage, the 'Tai Chi Sword' Zhu Shouyi, the 'Ping Tian Kai' Zhao Yeqi, and the 'Half-hearted Knife' Liu Zhongqian, aren't they all thick and thin, late bloomers? ”

Without waiting for the prickly brother to reply, Shi Guangwen made a gesture to signal him not to say any more.

"Okay, okay, let's start practicing!"

There are three inheritances in Juyingguan, fist, sword, and stick, and the outer disciples must master the three basic skills, and after practicing a set of boxing techniques, a set of stick techniques and a set of swordsmanship, the gray-clothed disciples dispersed, and the thorn head that had previously talked back to Shi Guangwen ran up to the second floor and entered the second room from front to back.

"Senior Brother Shi, it's early." Thorn nodded and smiled, "You asked me to stare at Jiang Mubai, I stared, but he seemed to know that I was following him, hiss, I lost it when I followed Longjin Street last night." ”

Shi Shan nodded: "Well, let's talk about it, what has he done in the past two days, and how is his state?" ”

"This ......" thorny scratched the back of his head, and hesitated, "I heard Chen Zheng say that he has been the same as before in the past two days, going to the gate of Xiaoshan Wenwu School in the morning to sell breakfast, and after selling breakfast, he came to our martial arts arena to read books, and look at that, what is the unsolved mystery." Oh yes, and he sent his sister to the school dormitory. ”

"Okay, you go get busy."

Shi Shan waved his hand and sent his junior brother away, stood in front of the thick wooden stake that needed to be hugged by one person, and muttered to himself: "Sending the child to the school dormitory shows that he knows that he may be in danger, but he is still not flustered, this kid has a really good heart." After carrying today, he passed the test of the master, but the better he performed, the more the master appreciated him, and the faster Ye Nanfeng got rid of him. Ye Nanfeng, Ye Nanfeng ......"

"Phew!"

After repeating Ye Nanfeng's name several times, Shi Shan suddenly changed color and slammed his fist on the stake.

The stakes rose from the ground, and the whole room shook like an earthquake.

………………

At noon, in a bungalow with red paint on the exterior, Tong Aqi opened the money bag and displayed a large amount of cash in the bag.

In order to create a visual effect, he deliberately changed the 200,000 yuan reward from 200 purple bills to 2,000 blue bills, which dazzled the little hooligans around him.

"Goo-dong"

The leading ruffian swallowed his spit and stammered: "Tong Tong Tong Boss, kill that kid, give us 200,000 yuan?" ”

"Yes." Tong Aqi nodded with a smile, "However, the little mongrel surnamed Jiang is an enlightened martial artist, and you are probably not his opponent, so I specially invited two helpers for you." ”

As he spoke, Tong Aqi pointed to the two grim-looking men beside him.

"These two are both good players in the enlightenment period, and in the past two days, the surnamed Jiang will ride to the outskirts of the city at night, and you will do it when he leaves the main city!"

"Enlightenment? This ......"

The ruffians looked at each other, and the leader mustered up his courage and asked: "Boss Tong, our brothers together are not the opponents of the Enlightenment Period Martial Cultivation, you have invited two Enlightenment Period Martial Cultivators, why bother to spend money to let us do it?" ”

"You are stupid, these two are the masters of the Blood Knife Gang, if the serious crime team finds some clues, will it be difficult for them to go to jail? The surname Jiang has to be killed by you, understand? Kill him, and you take the money back to the village to avoid it, and then come back when the limelight is over. Come, take half of it first, go to Sanquan Lane to listen to the Spring Garden and have some fun, and wait for the night to work! ”

Tong Aqi laughed twice, grabbed ten stacks of 100 yuan blue bills from the bag, and stuffed them into the hands of several gangsters.

A few gangsters have never seen so much money, and then think about the beautiful sisters in Sanquan Alley, who are dizzy and dizzy, how can they want anything else, and immediately went out with a small tent under their crotch, laughing.

When the ruffians came out of the house, Tong Aqi's expression turned cold, and he spat thick phlegm at his feet with extreme disdain.

"A fool is a fool, and I'm so happy when my life is almost gone." Tong Aqi sneered in his heart, "You also deserve to take money, and dare to take money?" Take it, take it if you have a life, and spend it without a life! ”

Standing beside Tong Aqi, an enlightenment stage martial artist took out a sharp knife from behind his waist, and the blade was painted with a colored coating, and it was scarlet. He trimmed his nails with a sharp knife for a while, and said, "Mr. Tong, the boss asked us to listen to your orders, you say, what do you want us to do at night?" ”

"Simple, kill Jiang Mubai first, and then slaughter this group of self-proclaimed 'fist gang's little deflated three people, remember to set up the scene, disguise yourself as a fist gang to besiege and kill Jiang Mubai, and end up with him, the serious crime team believes it or not, just leave the corpse on the back of the black pot."

After Tong Aqi finished speaking, he added gloomily: "What the young master means is that if Jinghong dies happily, let him die happily too." But do you two a favor, don't let him die too cheaply! ”

"Understood, don't worry." Holding the blood-colored sharp knife, Wu Xiu nodded slightly, revealing a cold smile.

His eyes and smile made Tong Aqi's heart chill, but thinking that Jiang Mubai, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, would soon be dead on the street, Tong Aqi's mood couldn't help but be happy, he handed over the remaining 100,000 to the sword-wielding Kaiqi Wu Xiu, hummed an out-of-tune song, and walked out of the door step by step.