I am reincarnated in the heavens and become a dragon

, I thought he was a seedling, so I lured him to the Shenquan Sect, and came back to see the master and younger brother on the way. "

Li Zhige took a step forward, and made a clasping salute to the woman, "Li Zhige pays his respects to Senior Sister Ying Zhao."

Guo Yingzhao looked at Li Zhige curiously, stretched out his hand and squeezed Li Zhige's shoulder, then observed Li Zhige's palm, and said with a smile, "Master's eyes are still so vicious. Although this person is a bit older, his Gengu is indeed very suitable for practicing Shenquan."

As he said that, Guo Yingzhao turned his head and shouted towards the gate, "Daddy, the uncle is back, and brought you a disciple."

The Shenquan Sect used to be brilliant. The courtyard occupies a very large area, and there is even a martial arts arena.

When he walked past the martial arts arena, Li Zhige saw several shirtless young men holding stone locks and sweating profusely. One of them turned red and even smashed a stone tablet with his fist.

Looking at the young man who was emitting heat all over his body and crushing the stone tablet with his fist, Li Zhige's heart became agitated again, wishing to start practicing Shenquan immediately.

Although Li Zhige knew that Shenquan was most likely the martial arts of three-legged cats in the world, but seeing the power of smashing stone monuments with one punch, the burning flame in his heart became more and more intense.

Along the way, Li Zhige followed behind Han Maofei and Guo Yingzhao, looking around from time to time.

Soon, Li Zhige met the current head of the Shenquan Sect and crossed Qianshan.

The moment he saw Han Maofei, the tall and mighty man Guo Qianshan turned red in the eyes, "Brother, you are finally back."

Han Maofei's voice was hoarse, "Junior Brother, go see Master first."

Divine Fist Gate, Patriarch Hall.

Han Maofei knelt on the ground, his eyes were moist, and his forehead hit the floor tiles with a dull sound.

On an altar in front of Han Maofei, there is a spirit tablet enshrined. On the spirit tablet is the spirit seat of the master who has passed the three fists.

Han Maofei's forehead was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and deep, "Master, my disciple is unfilial and has become a useless person. I can't avenge you."

"woo woo woo woo......."

The chunky man who was over half a century old sobbed softly.

Guo Qianshan clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were like wriggling snakes, and said in a hateful voice, "14 years ago, the Tianying Sect held a knife-raising meeting in Wangpanshan, and my father took us to grab the dragon-slaying knife. How proud we are!"

"I hate that scoundrel Xie Xun beat his father to death, and many brothers from the same sect also bleed to death from the seven orifices of the Lion's Roar, and we two brothers are left to just barely survive."

"That villain Xie Xun disappeared after stealing the dragon-slaying knife. We couldn't find him even if we wanted to take revenge. It's hateful!"

As he said that, Guo Qianshan's face was exhausted, like a deflated ball, "Don't talk about taking revenge on that villain Xie Xun, all these years just maintaining the operation of the Shenquan Sect has exhausted all my strength. Father, son Unfilial!"

In the Patriarch Hall, the atmosphere was dull.

Brother Guo Yingzhao and Guo Yingxiong knelt behind Han Maofei and Guo Qianshan, with hatred in their eyes.

Li Zhige stood aside, not knowing what to comment.

Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King, is indeed a poor man, but he set off a bloodbath in the rivers and lakes. Aren't those people who were killed by Xie Xun not pitiful?

However, the master of the previous generation of Shenquan Sect was beaten to death because he snatched the dragon sword from Xie Xun, which doesn't seem to be pitiful.

Li Zhige was still thinking wildly, Guo Qianshan suddenly turned his head, and said with a serious expression, "You are the person brought by Senior Brother Han, you want to enter my gate and practice Shenquan, you can!"

"But you need to know that there is a deep hatred between my Shenquanmen and that villain Xie Xun that cannot be resolved. If you enter my gate, you must bear in mind the hatred between the Shenquanmen and that villain Xie Xun. If one day you With the great success of the divine fist, you have to kill that villain Xie Xun to avenge your ancestor. So, are you still willing to enter my door?"

Li Zhige nodded earnestly with a solemn expression, and replied in a deep voice, "Yes! If one day I achieve great martial arts, I will definitely kill Xie Xun, take the Dragon Slaying Saber and place it in front of the ancestor's tomb to pay homage to the ancestor."

Han Maofei nodded in relief.

Guo Qianshan stared at Li Zhige closely, and then said after a while, "Kowtow to your master first."

boom!

boom!

boom!

Li Zhige never hesitates

Yu Chao knelt down on the Lingpai and kowtowed three times.

Chapter 3

"Hey!"

"what!"

"Hey ha! Hey ha!"

On the martial arts arena of Shenquanmen, several disciples were sweating profusely, and there were gusts of punching wind when they punched.

Li Zhige couldn't practice boxing with his senior brothers and sisters, he could only squat on the side and lay the foundation.

The legs are shoulder-width apart, the calves are slightly bent, and the body rises and falls slightly, like riding a galloping horse.Both arms are raised horizontally to maintain the balance of the body.

Lie Yang was on his head, strands of hair were sticking to his scalp, and the linen clothes on his body were already soaked, making him uncomfortable.

Li Zhige had been squatting for a full hour, he gritted his teeth, his calves were shaking non-stop, his physical strength had reached its limit, obviously he was going to be unable to stand up, but his eyes were still bright and hot.

On the martial arts arena, several senior brothers and sisters had already stopped practicing martial arts, and they stared at Li Zhige dumbfounded, as if they were looking at a monster.

Guo Yingzhao looked at the tall young man with a resolute face, and couldn't help asking his junior brother beside him, "Junior Brother Chen, how long have you been squatting on a horse since you first started last year?"

Chen Fangqiao swallowed, and replied, "I couldn't help getting up after squatting for a quarter of an hour. Junior Brother Li squatted for a full hour. How did he do it?"

Guo Hero's face was solemn, he looked at Li Zhige who was not far away, and said in a muffled voice, "I have practiced Shenquan since I was a child, and now I have achieved some success in Shenquan. But I dare not say that I will be able to squat for an entire hour. Junior Brother Li's body has already reached its limit, but he persevered and broke his limit the first time he squatted on a horse, such tenacity is simply unbelievable!"

Under the old tree, lying halfway across the thousand mountains on a rattan chair, he half-closed his eyes and looked at Li Zhige, who was half a head taller than ordinary people, and whispered softly, "Senior brother, you sent a good seed to the Shenquan sect." Ah! Although this son's meridians have already been finalized, he is tall and burly, with dense bones all over his body, and his heart is extremely tough. He can endure hardships, and he is very suitable for practicing Shenquan."

"I don't expect him to be able to kill Xie Xun's villain, but I only hope that he can make great fists and reappear the glory of the martial arts."

Li Zhige's calf trembled, his teeth were a little loose, and his vision was blurred, but he still insisted on standing up, refusing to get up.

If Master didn't let him get up, he wouldn't get up.

"Zhige, come here!"

Seeing that Li Zhige had reached his limit and was about to faint and fall, Guo Qianshan's eyes softened a little, and he called Li Zhige to him.

Li Zhige walked under the old tree, and now he felt that his body was numb, his legs and arms were swollen and hot.

"Zhige, Master didn't teach you martial arts, but made you squat for more than an hour, do you have any complaints in your heart?"

Guo Qianshan had a serious face and a serious tone, so he couldn't see his expression.

Li Zhige was slightly taken aback, then immediately asked, "What did Master say?"

"Ten-thousand-foot-high buildings start on the ground. If the foundation is not laid, even if the high-rise building is built, it will be in danger of collapsing. This disciple has no foundation in martial arts, so naturally he has to start with a solid foundation. The master also took great pains to instruct the disciple to squat on the horse. How could the disciple Complain?"

Guo Qianshan still had no expression on his face, and said coldly, "That's it for today, go down and rest first, continue tomorrow, squat for two hours."

After finishing speaking, Guo Qianshan thought of something again, and looked at Guo Yingzhao, "Yingzhao, come here and help your junior brother stretch his bones."

Guo Qianshan left.

Li Zhige sat under the old tree, looked at the senior sister Guo Yingzhao who was leaning over, felt a little uncomfortable, and said, "Senior sister, don't bother you, I can just relax my muscles and bones."

Guo Yingzhao was not pretty, she stroked her hair on her ears and temples, sat down beside Li Zhige, stretched out a pair of calloused hands and kneaded Li Zhige's arms and thighs.

While kneading and massaging, she said, "Junior brother, we are all sons and daughters of the world, and we don't have so many defenses between men and women. Today you squatted on a horse for more than an hour, and your body is overloaded. If you don't relieve your muscles and bones in time, tomorrow you will be able to relax." My whole body is sore and I can’t get out of bed.”

On the martial arts arena, Guo Yingxiong, Chen Fangqiao, Zhou Qianjian, Wang Tiedan and other senior brothers also approached.

Wang Tiedan came up to him, smiled and said, "Little brother, Master asked Senior Sister Yingzhao to take care of your muscles and bones for you. This is to betroth Senior Sister Yingzhao to you on purpose."

The rest of the senior brothers also teased and laughed strangely.

When he got up, even the always dull Guo Hero had a smile on his face.

Li Zhige is 22 years old, he is not the youngest among several seniors, but he is the latest to start and can only be a junior junior.

Facing the teasing and ridicule of several senior brothers, Li Zhige didn't take it seriously, and replied with a faint smile on his face, "Senior brothers, I'm fine, but you don't want to talk nonsense, lest it spread and damage the reputation of senior sister."

Guo Yingzhao kneaded Li Zhige's thighs, she glanced at Li Zhige's sharp-edged face, turned her head quietly and spat, a blush floated on her cheeks unknowingly.

Looking at the senior brothers and the senior sister who kneaded his thighs, Li Zhige felt a warm current in his heart.

Although Shenquan Sect is not a big school, but this kind of warm atmosphere is good.

Patriarch Hall.

Guo Qianshan put three pillars of fragrance in front of the spirit card, a smile appeared on his serious and rigid face, and he said slowly, "Father, since your death, my Shenquanmen's status in the world has plummeted. Although Ying Zhao and Hero are sensible , but their roots are not suitable for practicing Shenquan, and after a hundred years from me, their siblings will not be able to support the family of Shenquan."

"The rest of the disciples are also of good conduct, but they are either stealing women to play tricks, or they have weak bones and poor understanding, and they cannot inherit the mantle of my divine fist."

"Fortunately, the gods sent me a disciple of the Shenquan Sect. After I observe for a period of time, if his virtue is not bad, I will pass on his mantle and marry Ying Zhao to him, so that he can hold up the Shenquan door door."

In the room, there is only one bed, nothing extra.

Li Zhige lay on the bed, recalling all that he had experienced in the past two days, a smile appeared on his face.When he learns martial arts such as Nine Yin Scriptures and Nine Yang Scriptures in the future, he must avenge his master and carry forward Shenquan after he has achieved great martial arts.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

The sound of knocking on the door interrupted Li Zhige's thoughts.

Accompanied by the knock on the door, senior sister Guo Yingzhao's concerned voice asked, "Brother, are you asleep?"

Li Zhige struggled to sit up from the bed, and then said, "Senior Sister, come in."

Squeak!

The solid wood door was pushed open.

Guo Yingzhao's well-proportioned figure cast a long shadow under the moonlight. Her calloused hands were carrying a wooden barrel taller than her, which was filled with boiling dark green soup.

boom!

Guo Yingzhao put the barrel on the ground and made a dull sound.

A wooden barrel full of decoction weighs at least two hundred catties, and ordinary men may not be able to lift it up!

How did Guo Yingzhao move the barrel here?

Li Zhige's eyes were straightened, and his heart was burning hot, so he asked directly, "Senior Sister, have you cultivated your internal strength yet?"

Guo Yingzhao replied with a smile, "Cultivating internal strength is not easy? I started practicing martial arts at the age of five, and I have practiced for fifteen cold and hot days. My blood is stronger than ordinary people, and my strength is also somewhat stronger. But I still haven't touched the threshold of strength." .”

"Junior brother, our Shenquan sect is not good at internal strength and mental methods. Shenquan is an external practice of boxing. Only after practicing to a certain level can we generate internal strength from the outside."

"Your bones are better than ours, maybe you can cultivate your inner strength within ten years."

"Let's not talk about that. Junior brother, go in first. This is the ancestral prescription of my Shenquan sect. It is made from more than a dozen herbs. It has the effect of strengthening muscles and bones, so don't waste it."

"Senior Sister is going back first. If you have anything to do, come find Senior Sister. After entering the Shenquan Sect, we are all brothers and sisters, so don't be polite."

Guo Yingzhao has a free and easy temper, not like other women's pretentiousness. After speaking, he immediately turned and left Li Zhige's room, and gently closed the door.

Li Zhige withdrew his gaze, took off his clothes and sat in the barrel, wantonly absorbing the power of the medicine.

There is nothing wrong with this step of worshiping the Divine Fist.

If you go to join the Skyhawk Sect and become a young man, you might be licking blood at the knife's edge and living a precarious life. How can someone teach you to learn martial arts?

As for the medicated bath, I have never heard of that sect providing medicated baths to its disciples.

The inheritance of the small sect is not as good as that of the famous big sect, but the small sect also has the advantages of the small sect.

Chapter 4 Come With Me

It's autumn, the weather turns cooler, and the grass and trees on both sides of the forest path are covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

There was just a hint of whiteness in the sky.

Li Zhige breathed out white gas, and ran quickly on the path carrying two iron wooden buckets. His footsteps were steady, and the iron wooden buckets filled with clear water were heavy, but not a single drop of water splashed out.

Go all the way back to the county seat, enter the backyard, and put two buckets of water into the water tank.

Li Zhige got up again and ran towards the Qiantang River outside the city. He wanted to fill up the water tank before noon today.

A barrel made of iron wood weighs twenty catties without water, and at least fifty catties if it is filled with water.With a bucket in each hand, Li Zhige ran back and forth between the Qiantang River outside the city and the Shenquan Gate.

As the sky became clear, the crowds inside and outside the city increased.

People were not surprised to see this tall and burly young man, because this young man got up early every day to carry water for a full month.

At noon, Li Zhige picked up the wooden bucket to fill up the water tank, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a smile appeared in his bright eyes.

It has been three full months since he joined the Divine Fist School.