The killing system in my brain

Chapter 131 Worship me as a teacher
Several people did not suspect him. After Duanmu Goudan treated Cui Jianjian's injury, he patted the wound vigorously. Cui Jian grinned in pain and almost didn't cry.

"Hehe, you still know it hurts. I thought you were a strong man, like Guan Gong scraping his bones to heal his wounds, without changing his face."

Duanmu Goudan teased, and then he couldn't figure it out, "The person who scratched you with the Eagle Claw Kung Fu seems to have practiced very well. Why did he grab a few holes so simply?"

Cui Jian said angrily, "You are looking forward to my death, aren't you?"

After a pause, Cui Jian replied: "I have an iron shirt to protect me. Although I don't practice very well, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Duanmu Goudan exclaimed, "Iron cloth shirt? You actually practice horizontal kung fu?"

He hurriedly lowered his head and looked at Cui Jian's body carefully.

"The skin membrane is tight and dense, and the veins are beginning to stand out on the surface of the skin, and the thickness of the whole body is almost the same, it's perfect!" Duanmu Goudan exclaimed, "Which company trained you to be like this? Solid place!"

Cui Jian was a little confused, everyone knew that he had practiced kung fu, so why were they so surprised.

"I said, why are you all so surprised by one or two practicing kung fu?"

"Aren't you surprised!" Murong Jianguo snorted softly, "This horizontal kung fu is not like other kung fu. If you want to get started, you have to rely on various potions to cleanse your body and be beaten day and night. Although this modern society is technologically advanced, Can make all kinds of exercise equipment, but this horizontal kung fu practice, not to mention whether the practice method is authentic or not, the money spent on the amount of potion for a month is almost an astronomical figure, not to mention that it is just the appearance, there is no secret inside Breathing out, not exercising the lungs and internal organs, when the time comes, five labors and seven injuries, and the kung fu of practicing horizontal exercises is courting death. Of course, there is another point that few people in modern times have the perseverance to practice this, and it is time-consuming and painful. After all kinds of sufferings have been introduced, you can also resist blunt weapons with fists, and those who want to be hard to hurt with swords, don't know how long and how long they will practice."

Duanmu Goudan sighed, "The most important thing is that the inheritance of horizontal kung fu is still missing, and the most important part of the exercise of internal organs and five internal organs has been lost. Anyway, until modern times, this kung fu is piecemeal, and it can be practiced The kung fu of exerting internal strength has been rapidly weakening since the Qing Dynasty. I don’t know if it can’t be practiced, or it’s really gone. If the internal organs and five viscera training methods secreted by the iron cloth shirt are perfect, it’s true that the internal strength can be cultivated. Qi is a kind of horizontal kung fu, and this horizontal kung fu has been practiced to the extreme, from the outside to the inside, and the inner strength is spontaneously derived, when will it be amazing!"

"I'll trouble you to accept your fantasy." Liu Meng snorted, "Extreme practice, tell me, how many people have been able to achieve it since ancient times, so don't have any dreams here."

"Hey, I don't agree with that!" Hearing someone questioning his words, Duanmu Goudan's neck twitched, regardless of whether Liu Meng would ask her to practice, "Then Li Yuanba is going up, Xi Isn’t Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, even if we get closer, there was one devil in the Republic of China?”

Liu Meng stared, "Then tell me, who is there in this era?"

Duanmu Goudan choked, thought for a while, and found that there was no one there, so he said involuntarily: "Okay, not for now."

Liu Meng cut, her expression calmed down, she pondered for a long time, and finally looked at Cui Jian firmly.

"Do you want to live?"

Facing Liu Meng's gaze, Cui Jian replied, "If I can survive, of course I would."

Liu Meng's expression was as calm as water, and she spoke eloquently.

"The Li family, which was passed down to Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty, has declined a lot until now, and the core skills of the true inheritance have been lost, but it should not be underestimated. In addition to social influence, the reputation in the martial arts is also among the top. Although there is no internal strength in this era, the development of hundreds of years, the use of qi and blood in the body, and the use of strength have reached a new height, especially in the modern society where material wealth is extremely rich, and masters emerge in endlessly. Wu Zhiren can be said to have a great reputation, and everyone responds to it. If you want to save your life for the time being, it's very simple."

Liu Meng paused, looked at Cui Jian, and spoke lightly.

"Adore me as a teacher."

As soon as these words came out, Duanmu Goudan and Murong Jianguo's expressions changed, and their expressions became solemn.

Murong Jianguo said in a deep voice: "You have to think clearly, once you become a teacher, you really can't turn back!"

Duanmu Goudan sighed, "Is there any way, if you don't ask for a teacher, then the Li family wants to deal with him, relying on the power in society, it's not easy to make Cui Jian disappear."

Cui Jian listened to it in his heart, looking at the expressions of the two, it seemed that this apprenticeship was a very solemn matter.

Can't help but say, "Why, it's so serious, don't you have to follow the ancient etiquette in today's society?"

"That's not true." Duanmu Goudan looked weird, looked at Liu Meng and Cui Jian, and said tactfully, "It's just that the two identities of master and apprentice must be clearly distinguished, and the code of ethics must not be messed up, otherwise, This is a big rebellion in the martial arts world, people cast aside it, and people won't abide by the rules."

How could Cui Jian fail to understand the meaning in Duanmu Goudan's words? He raised his eyes and looked at Liu Meng, who was calm and rarely lost his temper, and felt a little flustered in his heart for some reason.

"Can't I worship you as my teacher, must Liu Meng be my teacher?"

Duanmu Goudan and Murong Jianguo looked at each other, and Murong Jianguo said helplessly, "Although I know kung fu, you didn't see how many times I got up early at school in the past two years, squatted in the dormitory and played games all day long, and my hand It’s good if you don’t retreat from your efforts, how can you improve, with my level of martial arts, I don’t have the qualifications to be a teacher at all.”

Seeing Cui Jian looking at him, Duanmu Goudan shrugged, "I know how to keep in good health. My parents have made it clear that they want to train me to be a cultural person. I don't have time to practice martial arts even though I can't even read books. You can do both hands, but you are not qualified to be a teacher at all!"

After hearing this, Cui Jian couldn't help complaining: "Please, where have you read the book? You're either playing games, or chatting with girls to fart. Where did you see that you read the book!"

"I didn't... for the purpose of studying culture. There are many profound meanings in this game. I might realize something from it, and I might become a famous philosopher through the ages."

This Duanmu Goudan is a set of nonsense with his eyes open.

Cui Jian was helpless. From this point of view, it seemed that he really had only this way to choose.

Looking at Liu Meng who was calm and waiting for his reply.

He said silently, "If you are qualified to be a master, what kind of strength do you need?"

(End of this chapter)