Prologue: The Legend of Shennong Fist
In ancient times, there was a legend that Shennong tasted a hundred herbs. Although it is a myth that has been handed down, it may not have been without its people in history.
Some people say that the reason why Shennong's family can taste all kinds of herbs, even in the face of poisonous medicinal materials, can turn danger into a disaster many times, in addition to understanding the principle of mutual growth and restraint of herbs, there is also a set of unique exercises that can forge the body and strengthen the body. Imagine that many exotic herbs grow in harsh environments, some grow in the dense forests infested with wild animals, some grow in the desert where no one lives, and some grow on the cliffs above the abyss. This allows the people of the Shennong clan to wrestle with the most ferocious beasts and survive in the hardest places. With such a strong body, supplemented by the most primitive herbs for nourishment, the powerful Shennong clan was once the master of all creatures in this land.
Hundreds of years ago, when martial arts were in the ascendant, the legend of Shennong had become a myth passed down by word of mouth among children, and everyone took it for granted that it was just a story. However, the emergence of a sect on the rivers and lakes reminds people of this long-standing myth. This sect is called Shennongmen.
The master of Shennongmen claimed to be named Qi Ren, and unlike other sects that practiced martial arts every day, the people of Shennongmen lived in a place on the outskirts of the northeast, where the black soil was fertile, and where the people lived could see patches of cultivated fields. On the surface, they seem to be farmers, but in fact, everyone is a real martial artist.
At that time, there was already a ranking of Jianghu weapons, and there were constant disputes between various sects, and the name of the person at the top of the weapons list at that time was Ling Bai. Unlike the other nine masters on the list, the weapon he put on the list was more like a musical instrument, a flute named Ziyu. It is said that this flute is made of rare white iron from an unknown iron mine, which has been forged and quenched countless times to make the white flute glow purple in the sunlight. Ling Bai's own martial arts are also far beyond the second place in the rankings, because he has also become a supreme figure in the martial arts. Ling Bai and his sect have been standing in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes for thirty years, until one day, Ling Bai announced that he had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, and before retiring, he wanted to hold a martial arts conference again, as if he wanted to announce something to everyone.
Soon, the date of the martial arts conference came, and when everyone saw Ling Bai again, who was the supreme martial arts leader, they found that the once fierce murderous aura in his eyes was replaced by a peaceful look, and it seemed that his figure had a little fortune. And there was a big boy of seventeen or eighteen years old next to him. Ling Bai introduced that he had disappeared for three months, and everyone didn't know where they had gone, but in fact, they had gone to the border land in the north. During the journey, I met an unborn master, but what I didn't expect was that I had defeated countless good players in the rivers and lakes with an iron flute, there was no shortage of traditional swords, guns, swords, halberds, and many strange weapons, and the martial arts attainments that I had always been proud of were defeated by a boxer who was not good-looking, and the one next to me, whose name was Qi Jun, was the son of the master.
Anyone want to come up and try their hand? Ling Bai gave everyone a chance to witness that they had never seen a master outside the world. There was no shortage of enthusiastic young people at this conference, who stepped forward to challenge this unattractive boy, but they were soon defeated. Obviously he is just a peasant boy wearing a coarse cloth, why his fists and feet can be comparable to steel-forged weapons, and his father's ability is no longer something that the juniors of the sect present can imagine, and there is no shortage of martial arts masters of the older generation present, and it is also unbelievable to believe his own judgment.
The young man in front of him may be even more powerful than the top of the weapon list, the martial arts supreme Ling Bai. They also speculated the reason for Ling Bai's retreat.
I have seen the mountains, but I know that I am low.
At this time, a person who looked like a Taoist priest saw some clues.
This young hero, I am Hu Haiqing, the head of Shuzimen, seeing that you have a fair face, you are a pure and clear person, but there is a trace of gloom between your eyebrows, and you dare to ask if it is because of Ling Zun.
The boy was silent.
Ling Zun is in trouble, don't say it, it's an old way and too talkative.
The younger generation didn't dare, but the young man still said a word, my father did have difficulties.
Hu Haiqing was silent, waiting for Qi Jun's next sentence.
My Father will die for the whole world! Qi Jun held back his mood swings and said this lightly.
A few days later, the famous Shennongmen mourned, the owner of the door Qi Ren passed away, and the martial arts people were in an uproar, this was the last time the world heard about this sect soon after learning about Shennongmen, this funeral, Ling Bai supported the coffin on behalf of the Wulin Alliance, and this was also the last time that the people in the rivers and lakes heard about Ling Bai's deeds.
Since then, Shennongmen has disappeared for hundreds of years, until a teenager appears.