Chapter 1, Autumn Road Martial Academy
The autumn colors are thick and the night is cold.
The entire empty snow area is already a chill.
In the early morning, the east is not yet white.
"Squeak", outside Shiyan Town, next to a remote thatched house, Tang Gu pushed the door out early in the morning.
Putting on the only light gray cloth shirt he could handle, Tang Gu got up and walked towards the center of Shiyan Town.
The bluestone paved streets are soaked in the cold, and people step on them, and the ordinary straw sandals under Tang Gu's feet are just woven with some fine grass and hemp rope, which can't resist the cold for half a minute.
Even if he was as resolute as him, he couldn't help but tremble his body, only to feel that under the soles of his feet, it was cold and piercing.
However, even though it was cold, his waist was still straight, and his face had become slightly pale, but his expression still looked very indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.
Obviously, he has long been accustomed to this bitter cold.
Silently recited a few words of the rough mantra circulated in the martial arts hall, and led the few internal breaths in his body from the dantian to his feet.
After waiting for his feet to feel a little warmer, Tang Gu immediately did not hesitate and strode forward.
A moment later, Tang Gu came to the door of a courtyard with vermilion lacquer double-opened.
Standing silently in front of the courtyard and looking up, there was a huge cyan stone tablet.
On the cyan stele, more than 20 big characters were engraved with sharp weapons: "The sun and the moon are landscapes, the movement and stillness are suitable, the natural character, the realm of life, the line is as you like, and the peak of the martial arts realm." ”
The words are all feet long, the dragon dives and the snake walks, the crane dances and the ape runs, a group of strange and thin stubbornness, showing all the wind and bones.
This is the last "Dean of the Martial Academy", the peak of the sixth layer of the airway, Mr. Qiu Xi Wu carved thirty years ago, and later as the motto of the "Autumn Dao Martial Academy".
It is rumored that it not only contains the life perception of Mr. Qiu Xiwu, but also the various life realms and martial arts mysteries that he has experienced for decades, ups and downs, and all kinds of tossing and turning.
However, for more than 30 years, there have been many people who have passed under this stone stele, but none of them can have any understanding.
In the early morning of the "Autumn Dao Martial Academy", no disciples got up, Tang Gu stood under this bluestone tablet, stopped for a full time with a stick of incense, if it was discovered by the disciples in the Zhuang Courtyard, it must be very strange.
There is a glimmer of light in his eyes, as if he is slowly following the handwriting on the stone tablet, a trace of it, like a dragon and snake circling, a thousand strange songs, giving people a very peculiar feeling.
Faintly, the light flashed occasionally, giving people a very sharp and dazzling feeling, like sword light.
At this moment, the sound of beds turning in the courtyard sounded, and although it was still early, the diligent disciples had already begun to get up and prepare to wash and cultivate.
Hearing the voice, Tang Gu, who had been standing still, suddenly changed his face, hurriedly lowered his head, reached out and took out a thick iron key from his arms, stepped forward to open the courtyard door, and entered.
When he entered the courtyard, the sword-like light in his eyes just now had completely disappeared, disappearing, as if it had never existed.
He has become an ordinary miscellaneous disciple with low eyebrows and smooth eyes.
He did not walk to the martial arts training ground, but went directly around, passing through a winding corridor in the outer courtyard, and came to a miscellaneous room in the side courtyard.
Taking out the wooden barrel, filling it with spring water, and then walking back to the front yard, Tang Gu began to silently clean the dust and fallen leaves on the ground of the martial arts training ground.
After a night, the originally clean and tidy martial arts training ground has added a huge batch of new leaves.
Since the beginning of autumn, Tang Gu's daily tasks have undoubtedly been much heavier.
However, he never complained, every day was punctual and on time, and he did his best to do his best.
After a while, the entire Lianwu Square had been renovated again, clean and tidy, without a trace of dust, and everywhere was cleaned and wiped clean by Tang Gu.
Even a few stone bricks that were somewhat damaged yesterday because of the martial arts competition were replaced and paved by him by taking out new spare bluestone bricks from the side yard chores.
After cleaning and wiping all the eighteen weapons on the weapon rack next to him, Tang Gu lifted the glove bag beside him and prepared to go out of the courtyard to dump it.
At this moment, a rough young man in a blue shirt walked by, and when he saw Tang Gu, he couldn't help grinning: "Tang Gu, you are here again, why is it always so early?"
This blue-shirted and rugged young man, named Yan Shan, was the third-ranked young disciple of the "Autumn Dao Martial Academy" Outer Courtyard, and was also recognized as the most diligent outer courtyard disciple, and the sound of the bed turning that Tang Gu heard just now was made by him.
Tang Gu knew that every day before dawn, he would get up on time and go to the top of the "Shouyang Mountain" fifteen miles outside the town to practice his "Seven-Step King Fist".
"Seven Steps King Fist", formerly known as "Lieyang King Fist", is a well-known one-grade high-level boxing method in the "Autumn Dao Martial Academy", except for a few three or five kinds of extreme boxing, there is basically no opponent.
And among the nearly 100 disciples of the outer courtyard of the entire "Autumn Dao Martial Academy", only Yan Shan, who has the most fierce personality and natural divine power, can successfully cultivate this boxing method.
This kind of boxing method is as fierce as thunder, its momentum is like a knife, its hair is like a scorching sun rising into the sky, and its swiftness is like a tiger descending from the mountain. The wide opening and closing are extremely powerful.
Only for cultivation requires a special environment, and it must be a place with open terrain and fierce sunshine. In the entire Shiyan Town, only Shouyang Mountain, which is fifteen miles away from the city, is the most suitable for such conditions.
Therefore, every day before dawn, Yan Shan would get up early and travel fifteen miles in a row, and when he arrived at Shouyang Mountain, it was the time of the day when the sun was the strongest, which was just right for him to cultivate.
He won't be back until dusk is approaching.
It was precisely because of this that even if it was him, he felt that he must be the person who cultivated the hardest in the outer court.
But what frustrated him was that every time he got up and washed up and was ready to go out, he would always run into Tang Gu, who had finished his day's work and was ready to go out to dump the garbage.
There was no reason for him to give birth to the idea that no matter how hard he tried, he was not as good as a miscellaneous disciple in the outer court.
Fortunately, he also knew that Tang Gu had only come to clean up the garbage, and he was not a beginner disciple of the outer courtyard at all, and he didn't even know a martial art, so he didn't have much jealousy.
He looked at Tang Gu and kindly reminded: "Tang Gu, I know that you have a difficult life and are afraid of losing this job, but in fact, you don't need to come here so early every time.
Now that the weather is getting colder, you don't have much clothes, and those guys, if you want to really start getting up and cultivating, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for another hour or three, and you'll be fine if you come a moment or two late. Although I get up a little early every day, I never practice in the martial arts field in the courtyard, so you don't have to worry about it at all. ”
When Tang Gu heard this, he knew that Yan Shan was just a good heart, although he had his own reasons, he was not ready to say it explicitly, so he immediately nodded and stepped aside:
"Thank you Senior Brother Yan for your concern, but it doesn't matter, it's the same sooner or later. Perhaps, once in a while, there will always be one or two senior brothers who want to be diligent, and if I don't finish cleaning by then, I will be scolded again. ”
Hearing this, Yan Shan immediately knew what he was referring to, and couldn't help frowning.
Speaking of Tang Gu's serious work, the entire outer courtyard has long heard of it, and no one can find the slightest fault, but there are always exceptions to everything.
In the outer courtyard, there is a person who always looks at Tang Gu unpleasantly, and every time he gets up, he has to find faults, one will say that this place is not clean, let it be cleaned again, and the other will say that there is something wrong there, let it be repaired.
is a clear-eyed person, and he can see that he is deliberately finding fault.
This person who often deliberately looks for Tang Gu stubble, named Wang Zheng, is also a disciple of the outer court, and his strength is ordinary, but he is only middle and upper.
It's just that he relies on his uncle to work in the outer courtyard, but he is shouting at everyone.
In the entire "Autumn Dao Martial Academy", there are not many people who have been reprimanded by him, and everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak. It's just that his uncle Wang Zhenwu is one of the two stewards of the outer court.
If it weren't for the fact that he had been wronged too much, those outer court disciples would not really want to do anything with him, so they could only swallow their anger.
However, there are a few people, but Wang Zheng does not dare to provoke, Yan Shan, is one of them.
A person like him, with amazing strength and extremely high talent, is destined to enter the inner courtyard in the future.
Although Wang Zhenwu is also a steward of the outer courtyard and has a lofty status, in front of a disciple of the inner court, it is not worth mentioning.
However, if it is not necessary, Yan Shan does not want to really get into trouble with Wang Zhenwu for the time being, after all, before entering the inner courtyard, some pills and welfare distributions still need to flow out of Wang Zhenwu's hands.
Therefore, Yan Shan sighed, glanced at Tang Gu with some pity, and said helplessly: "Forget it, it's up to you, it's also haode to be careful in everything, so he has no excuse." ”
"Okay, I'm going out to cultivate, you can take care of yourself, please. ”
After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the gate of the martial arts courtyard.
However, when he walked out of seven or eight zhang away, he couldn't help but pause after all, as if he thought of something, hesitated, and turned back and said: "If Wang Zheng still troubles you for no reason, I really can't bear it, just report my name." ”
After speaking, he didn't look back, went directly out of the courtyard gate, and headed east of the town.
In the blink of an eye, the pale blue rough figure disappeared completely.
Originally, hearing his previous words, Tang Gu only lowered his head slightly, however, after hearing the words that Yan Shan had before leaving, Tang Gu couldn't help but raise his head and looked ahead in disbelief.
There, Yan Shan's figure had long since disappeared completely, but the words were still in his ears, but there was no mistake, and in an instant, a faint warm current surged in Tang Gu's heart.
"Wang Zheng?"
He secretly said in his heart, although he didn't care about this person, some small grievances, in his eyes, were completely worthless.
But Yan Shan's heart is real.
Not every disciple of the Outer Court is willing to risk offending Wang Zheng, a disciple of the Outer Court, and Wang Zhenwu, the steward of the Outer Court behind Wang Zheng, for the sake of him, a low-level miscellaneous servant in the eyes of others.
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