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- 326 Martial Arts Conference
The ancient city of Cangzhou, Hebei Province, has always been a place where people practice martial arts. Without going too far, since the Republic of China, there have been countless martial arts masters coming out of Cangzhou.
Xiaofang was restless at home and looked anxiously at the clock on the wall. Today, a distinguished guest, an old friend, came, and the joy in his heart goes without saying. He has been standing here waiting since the morning. Wang Junjie said on the phone yesterday that he would arrive today, but did not say the specific time. He only said that he would contact him again after arriving in Cangzhou.
After recuperating for more than a month, the injury on Xiaofang's hand has mostly healed, and he is already able to do some daily housework. However, it will take two or three years to return to his previous state.
Xiaofang's home is not in the urban area of ??Cangzhou, but in a village dozens of kilometers away from the urban area of ??Cangzhou. Surrounded by a short courtyard wall, there is a large blue brick house with a few trees planted in the yard. Set up a den, it feels like a rural house.
The clock is ticking, and it is already afternoon. Xiao Fang has not yet heard any news about the guests he is waiting for. Xiao Fang can no longer remember how many times he has walked around the room. The time spent waiting for people is always the most difficult to pass. Simply picking up a small bench, Xiao Fang strode out of the yard, sat down at the entrance to the gate, and looked into the distance.
His house is located right at the entrance of the village, facing the cement road leading to the village. As long as someone enters the village, he can see it immediately. In fact, Xiao Fang could roughly guess the reason why Wang Junjie didn't tell him when he would arrive. It was just that he didn't want him, a sick person, to go out to pick him up.
The sun was gradually setting towards the west. Xiao Fang could no longer sit still at the gate of the courtyard. He stood up and looked at the distance of the road. The time from morning to afternoon was really hard.
Suddenly, he stopped walking back and forth while standing at the door, his eyes burning as he looked at the avenue where only two cars could go parallel. At the end of the road in the distance, two figures appeared side by side in his sight, one white and one gray, similar in stature.
The figure in the distance was getting bigger and bigger. A look of surprise appeared on Xiao Fang's face. He waved his hand and strode forward. He could already tell that the gray figure was very familiar. Wasn't it him who had been waiting so long? Who else could Wang Junjie be in one day?
"Mr. Wang, you're finally here" Xiao Fang laughed heartily and shouted hello from afar.
"Haha, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long." Wang Junjie's voice came over waveringly, it was not loud but he heard it clearly.
¡°Not long after, I¡¯ll just stay at home anyway.¡± Xiao Fang had a bright smile on his face. People on both sides quickened their pace, and soon they bumped into each other.
"Mr. Wang, why are you here on foot? You should call me when you arrive in Cangzhou, and I will pick you up in the city. From now on, remember that there is a shuttle bus from Cangzhou. Even if you take a taxi from the city, it only costs a few dozen yuan. When it comes to money, doesn¡¯t it mean we have to start in the morning?¡±
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ Wang Junjie smiled slightly. He knew Xiaofang's character. It could only be that he was worried that he would be too tired from walking too far. He definitely didn't have any bad intentions.
"I didn't come from Cangzhou city. Ye Xiaorong told me your home address. I came directly from the south. If you go to Cangzhou city to pick me up, you will definitely miss your chance."
The two of them each said their own words, walked closer, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed loudly. It goes without saying that they were happy to see each other after a long separation.
"Let me introduce her, her name is Xuan Su, she is my friend." Wang Junjie and Xiao Fang exchanged a few words before waving their hands to introduce their companions.
Xiaofang raised his hand and said, "Mr. Xuansu, please forgive me for being rude."
Xuan Su's dress today is completely different from the past. It is impossible to wear the kind of ancient palace dress that turns heads when walking on the street. She is just dressed like a girl next door, wearing white jeans and a pink and white shirt. , wearing a hat on his head and sunglasses covering most of his face.
"Hello." Xuan Su nodded, but did not return the greeting. She was still not used to talking to strangers, and being able to communicate with a young human in such an equal manner was her limit.
Xiao Fang didn¡¯t care either. Of course he could tell that Xuan Su was a girl. It was normal for a beautiful girl to be a little awkward when meeting her for the first time. Although Xuan Su looks younger than him and has an arrogant air about him that makes people feel distant, he doesn't take it to heart. The person who can walk with Wang Junjie will definitely not be an ordinary person.
"Quick, go sit at home first." Xiao Fang led the way with a smile, explaining to the two guests that he was coming back and asking the guests if it was okay after being separated for more than a month.
"Ye Xiaorong is veryI miss you, and she asked me to ask you how your life will be after you come back, and how your recovery is going. If there is anything she can do to help, just tell her, or tell me the same thing. If possible, she still hopes that you can return to Jiangcheng. "Wang Junjie naturally told Ye Xiaorong when he came to Cangzhou.
"Thank you Mr. Ye, I'm at home very well now." Xiaofang chuckled and pointed to the green crop fields outside the village: "It's very comfortable to stay in the countryside, and the injury on my hand is almost healed. Remember to help Mr. Wang when he goes back. I told Mr. Ye that I don¡¯t want to go back to work anymore. Even if she arranged for me to work in Cangzhou, I might not be able to go. I still want to practice kung fu with my master.¡±
"It's hard for me to say this. Just call her and tell her yourself." Wang Junjie laughed.
The two of them were talking and laughing, walking in front easily. Xuan Su followed behind silently, and in a short while they entered the courtyard of Xiao Fang's house.
"No wonder you miss Shu so much. It's such a good place." Wang Junjie walked around the yard with great interest. Except for a long and narrow path from the main house to the main door, most of the yard is not paved with cement. A few trees cover half of the yard with thick shade, and more than a dozen chickens are digging in the mud under the green trees. A native dog stuck out its tongue and lay lazily under the tree. When it saw its owner entering the door, it hurried forward and circled around Xiaofang's k¨´tui.
"Go" Xiao Fang kicked Xuxu, but the native dog Yangyang avoided it.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Xuansu, please come inside and have tea."
Wang Junjie looked around: "Don't your parents live with you?"
"They live with my brother and sister-in-law, and they are also in the village, but they are on the other side of the village." Xiao Fang let the two people into the house, took out two cups, and poured herbal tea: "This is the only one we have in the countryside. Originally, our family When guests come, it¡¯s time to buy some drinks or something. But I know Mr. Wang likes to drink tea, so I went to the master to beg for a couple of good tea leaves, but I couldn¡¯t brew them well, so Mr. Wang just drank."
"Thank you for remembering this."
"When Mr. Wang comes this time, he will stay for a few more days, so that I, Xiaofang, can do my best to serve as a landlord. My master heard that Mr. Wang's martial arts is miraculous, and he yearns for it. He has repeatedly asked me, Mr. Wang, to come. I must do it. Tell him as soon as possible." Xiao Fang rambled on, no matter what the priority, as long as it was what was on his mind, he said it outright.
Wang Junjie smiled and nodded. This is the pleasant thing about interacting with Xiao Fang. He doesn't need to think about it as much as usual, and he can say whatever comes to his mind.
"Xiao Fang, what is the charter of that martial arts conference you talked about last time?" Wang Junjie said his purpose. The martial arts conference is indeed a bit inexplicable in this era. Is there still a martial arts conference in today's society? "Who will participate and how often will it be held?"
"Mr. Wang, martial arts conferences have been held every year before, but the martial arts has declined in recent decades. As the older generation of boxers have aged, my master said that they have not been held for fifteen or sixteen years. This year is also strange. , several martial arts people came back from overseas, and they went around looking for folk masters to learn martial arts. Even Shaolin, Wudang and Emei sects did not let go. They found Cangzhou two months ago. My master is the original successor of Bajiquan, so it was natural for him to be killed. He was defeated by them in just three or five moves."
Xiaofang¡¯s brows furrowed slightly, as if thinking about this matter was a little annoying.
"Shaolin Wudang?" Wang Junjie asked funnyly: "Shaolin Wudang really has martial arts?"
Xiaofang was stunned and looked at Wang Junjie in surprise, seemingly not understanding what he said.
"Shaolin Wudang has some inheritance," a clear voice rang in my ears, but the one who spoke was Xuan Su who had been silent: "The martial arts in the world originated in Emei. The gods almost did not participate in the war more than two thousand years ago, and there are some outsiders among them. After the war, the gods expelled them according to the agreement, and they fled to Mount Emei. Later, the martial arts inheritance in Mount Emei gradually spread, and gradually gained some influence among the people. The gods were not willing to be lonely, and they gave birth to a foreign disciple Bodhidharma. , the so-called Shaolin martial arts passed down."
When it comes to the secrets of Chinese martial arts, who knows it better than Xuan Su?
Wang Junjie listened with interest and asked casually: "What about Wudang? Whose disciple is Zhang Sanfeng?"
"Zhang Sanfeng is a genius. He was able to mislead the inner martial arts from the superficial outer martial arts. Then he referred to the fragments of the martial arts passed down by my saint among the people, and added the method of killing in battle formations to evolve a new Men's Wudang sect once overpowered Shaolin, the puppet of Immortal Men, and became the leader of the Chinese martial arts world. But" Xuan Su closed his mouth at this point and did not say any more. Wang Junjie glanced at her and nodded with some understanding.
There are three major sects, and the ultimate fate of geniuses among humans is probably inevitable.Xiao Fang looked at Xuan Su in surprise. He did not expect that this young and beautiful girl could know the secrets of the martial arts from such a long time ago. Although he didn't understand the saints and gods, he heard the history of Emei Shaolin and Wudang from his elders.
Most ordinary people are accustomed to the saying "the world's martial arts comes from Shaolin", but few people know that this sentence was originally called "the world's martial arts comes from Emei". During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were already legends of martial arts on Mount Emei, and it was a long time before the Shaolin Temple was built.
"Mr. Xuan Su is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and Xiao Fang admires him."
Xiao Fang looked at Xuan Su curiously, and the more he looked at it, the more he realized that he couldn't clearly see the girl's appearance. He could only vaguely know that she must be very beautiful, but she couldn't tell exactly what she looked like.
Wang Junjie waved his hand: "Xiao Fang, don't be polite. Let's continue talking about the martial arts conference."
"Okay, Mr. Wang." Xiao Fang chuckled, and then said: "The few people who came back from overseas have never been defeated at home, and my master can't beat them. But they didn't do anything ruthless. Every competition They were all on point, traveling all over the country without hurting anyone, which made every family and sect admire them. Just about a month ago, not long after I returned home from Jiangcheng, the master suddenly received those few The overseas seniors have spread the word that the Chinese Martial Arts Conference has not been held for some years, and they are planning to hold one this year, hoping to bring together the Chinese Martial Arts figures and discuss important matters together."
"Discussing important matters together?" Wang Junjie was very surprised. In the era of hot weapons, what martial arts figures could discuss was definitely not subverting the government. Then what other major events are there that are worth convening the martial arts community across the country to discuss?
"My master's reaction is the same as Mr. Wang's at this moment," Xiao Fang chuckled: "He also can't figure out what so-called big things can be discussed. Nowadays, firearms are so powerful, and martial arts has already declined. There were several major disasters before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China. , the Chinese martial arts world is indistinguishable, and it is impossible to compete with modern technology. If those people mean to promote martial arts and recruit more disciples, it will not work. Every household guards its own three acres of land. It is possible to divide the land, and find a few disciples to pass on the secret knowledge, so that the incense will not be cut off. But no one dares to make the secret knowledge passed down from family to the public. In this era, information is transmitted too fast, and our countrymen do not have the self-esteem they used to have. Maybe if word gets out today, tomorrow it will fall into the hands of Japanese and Western devils, and no one wants to see such a result."
Wang Junjie sighed. Although the martial arts Xiao Fang mentioned was nothing in his eyes, this concern was legitimate.
"The martial arts tournament was created by a few people who came back from overseas?" Wang Junjie asked.
"Well, so my master asked me to invite Mr. Wang to come once. He is afraid that those overseas visitors will take advantage of the majesty of the invincible opponents in China in the past year and force everyone to show off their own unique skills. Although In the eyes of the master, our humble skills are definitely not in his eyes, but after all, it is something that has been passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years, and it must not fall into the hands of outsiders. The master said that this is just his guess, and those overseas people may not be the To do this, it¡¯s always good to take precautions before they happen.¡±
?That¡¯s it.
Wang Junjie turned to look at Xuan Su: "Tell me, what are the origins of those people overseas?"
"It should be the origin of the overseas sect" Xuan Su replied softly. She was not sure, but if nothing unexpected happened, it should be this.
"Then why did they hold the martial arts conference?" Wang Junjie asked again.
Xuan Su shook his head: "I can't think of it."
Uniting the Chinese martial arts lineage is meaningless to the three major sects. Even if the entire Chinese martial arts training group is brought together, the three sects only need to send one internal disciple, such as Daoji, Ren Xia and the like, to wipe them out. . As for the others, Xuansu couldn't think of any other uses.
Wang Junjie was talking about this matter in Cangzhou, and there were also people in Beijing talking about this martial arts conference.
Hua Xia's future successor has a very different attitude from Wang Junjie. He pays considerable attention to this martial arts conference.
"Master Yang, is he planning to attack me by doing this?"
The Taoist priest closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and was noncommittal about this sentence. Da Bei waited for a moment, his usual demeanor completely lost in front of the master, and he said with a bit of fear: "Master Yang, you don't know, the martial arts lineage may not seem important, but back then our military leader Some of the generals are from the martial arts world. He used people from overseas to convene this martial arts conference, maybe because he wanted to keep the army firmly in his hands. Those editorials in the newspapers a while ago have already made it obvious. If there is no army With support, one year later, my position is alsounstable. "
The Taoist priest shook his head gently and sighed but still did not open his eyes.
"Master Yang, this time he dared to kill three of our elders, wasn't he relying on those people overseas? If those people overseas gain power, my humanity may be in danger."
"Haha" the Taoist priest finally spoke, his tone was piercing: "Those people overseas? They are just using each other. Several sects overseas have always wanted to return to China, but they are afraid that the immortals will not let them go, so they can only cling to the government. Go up. In the big scandal decades ago, the secular power of the three major sects was wiped out. Isn¡¯t that what they did? As a result, Taizu wiped out the secular power of the three sects and changed hands. Those bunch of clowns will be beaten into the dust together."
"That time, they even involved me in closing down the mountain gate. They are really a bunch of idiots. They don't know that the sky is high and the earth is high. The strength of the three sects is within the mountain gate, and the worldly things outside are just games. They don't know how to work hard to strengthen themselves. Although they have great strength, they think of relying on this method to take advantage of the situation and never want to achieve anything. If the three sects had not had internal troubles, I am afraid that even if they were hiding overseas, they would not be able to escape the disaster of annihilation."
"But Master Yangit's different now. Only by seizing the army can we have the ability to negotiate with the three sects. I think they have also thought of this, otherwise why would they jump out to form an alliance with that person at this time?"
The Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at the nervous person in front of him: "You can't tell the difference. What use can those clowns overseas do? There is another person who is the greatest disaster to humanity. As long as she is willing to forgive us, Even if I lose three elders in humanity, how can the overseas sect be of any use?"
"You don't have to think too much about this" The Taoist priest was talking when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and turned to look out the window. After a while, he slowly said: "My disciple Anbang, since I'm back, why should I If you don't come in outside the window, don't you even recognize the master because of this matter?"
There was silence outside the window. After about a few minutes, rustling footsteps were heard, and Si Anbang's face appeared in the eyes of the two people in the room.
"Master, I didn't want to come back, but I have a question in my heart, and it makes me feel uncomfortable if I don't say it out loud." Si Anbang said every word, his face looked indescribably haggard, and he was no longer wearing a military uniform, but a A simple ordinary dress.
The Taoist priest was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "I know what you want to ask, and I have been waiting for you to ask me. The reason why I didn't tell you on the phone is because it is inconvenient to talk there, which you should be able to understand. " - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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