"Rebuilding the Martial Arts Sect? Is it possible for me to replicate this plus pie? Lao Tzu is just pretending to be a reckless man, and he is not really a fool. You want to feed me this flatbread too?! ”

"And even if you Gu Xi are in the office, you are just a seven-rank county order, dare to risk the disapproval of the world and protect the resurgence of martial arts? What kind of Xuanlongmen array is placed? ”

On the street of Shenghua District, a man with a dragonfly on his shoulder was talking to himself as if no one was around.

Even when he was excited, he took a sip on his head sideways, with a hideous expression.

This strange action startled the people next to him, and he was busy walking with the staff of civilization.

Now the mental state of the Ming people is becoming more and more unstable, and the richer the place, the more quirks the people have.

It's still our people there, how simple they are

Li Jun didn't notice the strange eyes of others at all, and reached out and touched the pocket of the martial artist's clothes, although Gu Xi's painting skills were not very good, but the five million solved his urgent need.

Now that Gu Yong has been arrested by the people of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club, the few pieces of brain tissue that he has taken care of must have also been in the hands of that group of bandits. With this money, it should be possible to solve the matter of Crow Duoduo.

"Brother Qian's assist, he played just right"

While thinking about it, a neon marquee with a hammer and a long sword appeared in front of Li Jun, and the fiery red light projected a string of large italic characters on the ground in front of the shop.

"Be honest, Tong Su is not bullied."

Li Jun looked up at the signboard of the store, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, "Killing Horse Man Blacksmith Studio. What's the fucking name for that?"

There are obvious traces of alteration on the signboard, and the newly written words are crooked, which can show the boss's angry mood at that time.

Jingle bells

"Welcome boss."

The synthesized voice of the welcome guest has a thick Shu sound, and there should be several translations of Fan language in the follow-up, and there is a large string of chatter.

The furnishings of the shop can be described as a mess, with tools thrown everywhere and large solidified oil stains on the floor tiles.

"If you have anything you want, you can see for yourself."

A casual voice came from behind the counter, and the young man was holding two miniature long swords with exquisite workmanship, and he was crackling and fighting fiercely with his fingers.

Li Jun looked at it intently, the moves between the attack and defense of the two long swords were sharp, and the sword frame was strict, and they were all real martial arts swordsmanship.

This kid is really a martial arts idiot.

Clang!

The two swords clashed, and there was a clanging sound.

"Lao Tzu, what defense do you have against this golden goose?"

"Have you ever heard of a sword interception pose?!"

The expression on Zhao Qingxia's face was sometimes heroic, sometimes hideous, sometimes murderous, and sometimes uninhibited.

Just as he was at the critical moment when he was fighting with himself, a finger suddenly fell from the sky, broke straight into the sword light, and pressed the two long swords directly on the counter.

"Little friend, swordsmanship is not like this."

"What kind of role, talk to the master about swordsmanship" Zhao Qingxia raised his head suddenly, and a face that he thought about day and night came into view. "Brother Junjun?!"

As soon as the words ended, a drunken voice came out from under the counter.

"What a girl, how do you call a pigeon, it's fucking chic, can you ride?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhao Qingxia grabbed the counter and stood up, stomping his feet hard, while looking at Li Jun and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, you finally appeared, you must teach me a few tricks this time." ”

"Why are you so bumpy, I won't ride the fucking horse, refund the money!"

Zhao Qingxia looked at Li Jun, who was expressionless, and said stupidly: "This old bastard fought with someone yesterday and was poured a belly of engine oil. I haven't woken up yet, Brother Jun, don't mind. ”

Li Jun resisted the urge to shave his eyebrows, raised his hand and pointed back at the bustling crowd outside the door, and asked puzzledly: "You are so blatantly opening your shop in the downtown area, aren't you afraid that Confucian people will trouble you?" ”

"No, this store is registered under the name of a large group of the Mo family, unless it is caught at the time of purchase, otherwise these crooked melons and cracked dates in Chengdu Mansion will not dare to come to the door."

Li Jun sighed, looked at Zhao Qingxia with a glint in his eyes and said, "How is your mimic martial arts?" ”

"A lot of progress!"

Zhao Qingxia's voice suddenly rose a few points, "The moves have been perfected, and now I am studying how to use other methods to simulate internal forces." ”

"Can internal forces still be simulated?" This time it was Li Jun's turn to be shocked.

"It's really difficult, but it's not impossible. I have some ideas now, I'll tell you about it. ”

Zhao Qingxia didn't care whether Li Jun was interested or not, and said excitedly: "At present, there are a total of twelve sequences that are prevalent in our Ming Empire, although there are a lot of them, but in fact, the essence of many sequences is similar. ”

"For example, Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, these three schools are essentially taking the development of the brain domain, which is why the Buddha Kingdom, the Cave Heaven and the Academy were born. It's just that the focus of each sequence is different. Buddhism is deception, Taoism is occupancy, and Confucianism is theft. ”

"Although Confucianism often preaches the principle of 'the body is skinned, and the parents are received', in fact, they also require the brain to be original."

"Not to mention the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, if it weren't for the protection of Huigen and Daoji, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to use mechanical prosthetics. Isn't it more comfortable to be naked. ”

Zhao Qingxia snorted and said with a little disdain: "As for the Soldier Dao sequence, their promotion sequence emphasizes the fusion of the mechanical heart and the gene. Opportunistic and not worth mentioning. ”

"The main core of their promotion is the mastery of authority, which I have always been a little unable to understand. What exactly does this 'permission' refer to? ”

"Vertical and horizontal and yin and yang, I haven't studied them yet. However, for our Wu, Mo, and Nong, these sequences are all emphasizing the development of their own genes. Although they all have the same emphasis, I think there is definitely something in common! ”

"As long as I can figure this out, I will definitely be able to simulate the internal force of the martial arts sequence!"

Zhao Qingxia's glittering eyes and Li Jun's slightly dull eyes are in stark contrast.

You kid isn't simulating internal forces, you're fucking engaged in serial mass production.

What is genius, this is genius!

"Brother Jun, what do you think of my thoughts, are there any problems with my thinking?"

Li Jun swallowed his saliva, "I don't know what to do." ”

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Qingxia scratched his head suspiciously, and a shy smile appeared on his unworldly face, "Is my explanation too vague?" It's okay, I'll show you."

"Zhao Qingxia, you little bastard, who are you talking about here? Master Ma, my sweet dreams have been woken up by you. ”

At this moment, a voice interjected and interrupted Zhao Qingxia's movements.

An armoured arm dangled out from under the bar and slumped over the counter.

Then the helmet with red eyes on the center of the eyebrows came out, and a ray of red light came out at Li Jun.

"Who did I say, it turned out to be you kid."

(End of chapter)