More than 100 years ago, Emperor Dayong Shengwu chose this mountain to build the Shura Gate, since the completion of the Shura Gate, people have forgotten the original name of this mountain, only know that this place is the Shura Gate.

In a pavilion on the top of the mountain, two old men with white beards and hair are playing against each other, both of them wearing wide-sleeved robes, one white and one black. The old man in white holds the black son, and the old man in black holds the white son, and the black and white of the two are intertwined, but they are exactly in line with the way of yin and yang.

The two of you come and go and I drop a few times, showing extraordinary bearing between gestures, one son settles down, the old man in white has a white beard in his hand and smiles silently, the old man in black tried a few times on the chessboard and finally did not fall, grinding his beard and thinking for a long time, and finally admitted defeat unconvinced.

The old man in white took a sip of fragrant tea, and the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain spread out with a wave of his big sleeves, and the people under the mountain were faintly like beans from a distance, and said slowly: "This time the Shura Gate is reopened, and three hundred people have entered the mountain. ”

The old man in black seemed to be a little unhappy when he lost the chess game, and replied angrily: "In order to suppress the power of the four major families and the three major factions, the emperor insisted that each family choose thirty people to enter the mountain. I heard that the rivers and lakes are fighting for the remaining dozens of places, and under such a competition, those beginners in the rivers and lakes should not be some indiscriminate people. ”

The old man in white nodded: "That's right, the emperor is bent on changing the law and reforming the system, but these family gate lords are bent on maintaining the old system for their own interests, and the emperor's arrangement is really inconsiderate to let those gate valves justifiably exclude dissidents." However, the Zheng family unexpectedly brought in the young master of the long house this time, I heard that there are no outstanding descendants of the Zheng family's generation, and the other families have sent some indiscriminate indiscriminate indignation, but the Zheng family has done the opposite, so the danger of the army has given him a chance. ”

The old man in black blew his beard: "What can the soldiers do if they are dangerous, can there be another Wang Zhiwei?" ”

The old man in white shook his head: "Wang Zhiwei learned the way of the sword with his heart, and he realized the sword heart, such a talent is far beyond the reach of ordinary people, if everyone can do this, then the world will have to be chaotic." ”

The old man in black also waved his sleeves, and the clouds and mist in the mountains slowly gathered to cover the pavilion, and an angry shout faintly came from the clouds: "One more game!" ”

The library building stands majestically on the mountainside, just like the position of the human dantian, as if the aura of the entire mountain is gathered here.

If you want to go out of the Shura Gate, practicing martial arts is the only way to survive, and Luo Qian will certainly not give up this only way of life.

After checking the identity into the library building, the layout of the building is divided into three floors, each floor is full of bookshelves, the bookshelf is full of martial arts cheats, the first floor is dedicated to weapons and exercises, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, etc., the second floor is dedicated to internal skills, and the third floor is dedicated to Qimen miscellaneous. Luo Qian looked at the slowly three-layer martial arts cheats and opened his eyes, even if he learned one every day, he wouldn't be able to learn so many martial arts in three years.

Luo Qian wanted to learn swords, and in his heart, swords represented the rivers and lakes.

Walking into the bookshelf, no matter whether it was good or bad, he casually took out a sword book and looked through it for a while, but he was dumbfounded. It turned out that although he had studied in a private school for two years when he was a child, he could be regarded as having learned words with his husband, but since he became a beggar and forgot most of it, most of the words in the sword book are obscure, and he knows more than half of the words when he turns over a book, so how can he learn the martial arts in the sword book.

Luo Qian was a little unbelieving, thinking that with so many cheats, there were always some easy to understand, so he flipped through the sword book on the shelf, and didn't find a book that he could understand until dusk.

How does he know that the martial arts of the Shura Sect are scavenged from various sects and factions, and there are portals between each sect and faction, and each sect has done tricks and feet in it in order to prevent the martial arts in the door from being spread out, and the key points of the key points and luck meridians are metaphors for other things, and the elders in the door are needed to guide them to practice, and if they have a certain foundation in the martial arts, they can also touch the bypass, but they still need to spend time studying to crack those metaphors one by one.

Most of the people who enter the Shura Gate trial are from the Gate Valve Sect, and they have been practicing the martial arts of this sect since childhood and have been instructed by famous teachers to lay the foundation, these metaphors are nothing in the hands of these people, they can be cracked after only a few days of study, but in the hands of Luo Qian, who has no foundation, it is difficult to enter the heavens, and it is not an exaggeration to say that those martial arts cheats are a piece of waste paper.

Luo Qian was a little deflated, and the cheats of the entire swordsmanship bookshelf were scattered all over and over again by him. It is getting late, and the library is closed every day, and it is not allowed to stay in the building after closing, but those who are trying can register at the door with their waist cards to borrow books for study.

The old man in charge of the book came to clear the field with a three-foot long bamboo pole in his hand, and knocked it on the heads of the people who watched the books one by one, and the bamboo pole seemed to have eyes in his hands, and it flew up and down with great precision on the top of each person's head. There were a few teenagers who relied on some martial arts foundation to avoid the attacking bamboo poles, who knew that the bamboo poles seemed to have calculated the direction every time they attacked, and every time they waited there in advance, the more they dodged and knocked, the heavier they came.

The old man in charge walked all the way, the bamboo pole in his hand flew up and down, fast and slow, and the people who passed by turned their horses on their backs as if they had passed the test, and no one could avoid the first blow.

After several temptations, everyone knew that the old man in charge must be a first-class master, the bamboo pole clearly made it a certain swordsmanship, to slow and fast every time to take the lead, the library building is not allowed to enter with a blade, the people who read the book only rely on the body method has not been able to avoid, the people who watched the book had to put down the secret book in their hands out of the library building, I had heard that the dragon and crouching tiger were hidden in the Shura Gate, and what I saw today was really true.

Luo Qian is still looking through the classics on the ground, he grew up in the market, no one has been disciplined since he was a child, he doesn't understand these rules, and every time he finishes reading a book, he throws it away, and scatters a bookshelf of martial arts cheats all over the ground. The old man in charge knocked all the way over, and saw that the books scattered by Luo Qian were crooked, and he hit Luo Qian's head with a stick, and Luo Qian was in pain before he found that the old man in charge was looking at himself angrily with a bamboo pole.

Luo Qian was hit by the old man's head, and he was also quite angry, completely ignorant that he was at fault first, and pointed at the old man in charge and scolded: "Your grandfather, what did you do to beat Lao Tzu!" A splashy look.

Who knew that the old man in charge was also short-tempered, and he also scolded: "You little prank, this library has collected martial arts classics from all over the world since Emperor Shengwu, and it didn't take much effort, but now it has been made like this by you, if everyone is as bad as you, how can the old man clean it up!"

Every time the old man said a word, he hit Luo Qian hard, Luo Qian had no power to fight back, only felt that the old man's body was in a trance, and seven or eight places on his body immediately hurt hotly, and when he looked at the old man, he was clearly still in place, and secretly shouted in his heart: "Didn't you meet a ghost!" The old man's figure shook again, Luo Qian only felt that there was a burst of heat up and down his body, Luo Qian knew that he was invincible and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Oh, don't fight the fairy grandfather, the kid knows that he is wrong!" The old man in charge stopped and shouted angrily: "Get out!" Come back to the library and be careful that I break your legs. ”

Luo Qian hugged his head and ran out of the library building, and secretly annoyed in his heart: "None of these cheats can be understood, and Lao Tzu's rivers and lakes are afraid to be extinct!"