Cosmic Demon

Chapter 24: Anti-gang and anti-terrorism, sects and regimes

"From today on, you are the entry-level disciple of Hong Sheng."

A relieved smile appeared on Lao Liang's face, as if he had fulfilled a big wish and relieved himself of a heavy burden.

"According to the old rules, we should have offered tea and kowtowed, issued invitations to heroes, and held a banquet to celebrate the founding of the country.

Now that Dongxia has established a new calendar, let's not bother with all the red tape and just keep things simple.

I will take you to the memorial tablet to light some incense at night, and kowtow to the deceased, and that will be all."

Hung Shing?

It seems to be quite famous!

Qin Shi’s eyelids twitched. Is this some old martial arts sect?

He usually read a lot of miscellaneous books outside of class. He remembered one of them being a book of unofficial history called "Jianghu Congtan", which mentioned many strange stories in the martial arts world.

For example, there are many sects, the north and the south are in confrontation, and each branch has branched out, involving endless grievances and hatreds...

In short, in the days when the old martial arts were at their peak, everyone attached great importance to "status" and "orthodoxy", to the point of being cruel enough to resort to violence and to make enemies for generations.

Therefore, for all the major sects, that plaque and that inscription are of great weight.

It is not possible to just drop in and take in disciples.

If you have no capable subordinates and cannot see the real results, someone will come to your door and smash your sign the next day, and you will be forced to leave the place in disgrace.

"You are so thoughtful at such a young age. If Hongsheng was a big sect, the martial arts association would have recruited it and given it a position. Why would it end up in the hands of a cripple like me?"

Looking at Qin Shi's divergent thoughts, Lao Liang felt helpless:

"In the early years, the martial arts world was a mixed bag, with good and bad people mixed together. In order to gain a firm foothold and recruit more disciples, one had to climb up the social ladder and gain a resounding name.

Most of them are "holy places" such as "Shaoshi" and "Zhenwu" with a long history and almost mythical.

But just like burning incense and worshiping Buddha in daily life, the Buddha and the Taoist are too majestic, and believers feel that their prayers may not be granted, so they prefer to go to smaller temples.

Among the numerous small temples, the most important are "Hongmen", "Qingmen" and "Daomen".

The so-called Hongsheng is the first character of the Hongmen Saint. His seniority is not high or low, and there are no outstanding talents. "

Qin Shi scratched his head, not giving up:
"Master Liang, when the Martial Arts Association incorporated and recruited all the major sects, didn't our Hongsheng's master and predecessor make any progress?
At least get a branch chairman, president, or honorary committee member or something? Let your disciples and grandchildren also benefit from it! "

Since he was seriously apprenticing to a master, he naturally hoped to find a strong leg to hold on to and save himself twenty years of struggle!

"Well, now that you mention it, I really remember it."

Lao Liang slapped his forehead suddenly, his tone suddenly becoming high.

Such performance surprised Qin Shi greatly.

"Master Liang, what did you remember?"

He rubbed his hands impatiently, ready to find someone to support him.

"We Hongsheng do have people in the Martial Arts Association!"

"Who? Master Liang, please tell me in detail!"

Lao Liang deliberately spoke slowly, dawdling for a while before he spoke:
"It's me, your master. I'm a member of the Hengzhou Martial Arts Association branch, and I have a certificate of honor."

Once I get promoted, I can get it too!
The corner of Qin Shi's mouth twitched. Lao Liang was teasing him!

"After all this time, Hong Sheng is left with only you, Liang Shi, as the pillar of support, and me, the only one left?"

"Young people should keep their feet on the ground and stop dreaming of ascending to heaven in one step. It is true that Hongmen used to be a big sect with great power and was at its peak.

But no matter how powerful a martial artist is, can he be better than a gun?
How do you think the Wushu Association was established? And how did they recruit those unruly, undisciplined people whose vitality exceeded several hundred points?

These lawless people who dared to assassinate the king and rebel in the old era would never be obedient unless they were hit by an iron fist!"

It feels so good to have a disciple!

Lao Liang laughed out loud, and finally he released the urge to tell stories that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

"Ancient holy places like Shaoshi and Zhenwu, which have stood for thousands of years, were quite sensible and took the initiative to admit that their land, temples, and Taoist temples belonged to the public, and handed over some of their skills to pass on. Therefore, there was no big wave.

As for the Hongmen, Qingmen, and Daomen, why did they not make a splash? Because those leaders did not give face at the beginning, and as a result, the next day, they were all identified as illegal criminal groups and issued arrest warrants.

That evening, the warship entered the airport and launched the third largest-scale, high-intensity anti-terrorism exercise."

Qin Shi's heart trembled slightly.

This is not from cracking down on gangs to fighting terrorism, it is clearly from confiscating property to killing nine generations of the family!

Are these leaders of the group blinded by lard?
Or maybe he has been dominating for too long and he really can't tell the difference between a king who is smaller than a king?
How dare you touch the will of the state?
You have to know that Dongxia has a total of nine thousand years in the new calendar, and six of them have been spent on launching great expeditions and pioneering the wilderness to expand the territory and territory. This powerful regime is so full of martial virtue that it almost unified half of the river system.

How could they afford to offend a group of gangsters?

"It took almost fourteen hours, with less than one-fifth of the troops deployed, to wipe out all the halls. During this time, a few old guys who were half a step away from becoming martial gods put up a stubborn resistance and were trampled to death by two hundred divine machine armored divisions.

Of course, Yang Shuai showed some mercy and kept some of the backbone members who had turned from darkness to light, arranged seats for them as honorary members of the Wushu Association, and allowed them to continue to keep their nameplates and open teaching institutions. "

Lao Liang's few casual words brought out the bloody storm in the martial arts world.

From another perspective, it can even be called a "world-destroying catastrophe"!
“To be able to last for more than ten hours, that means he has some strength. No wonder he’s so arrogant.

But I still feel like I've been bewitched. Why do you think your arms can be stronger than your thighs?"

Qin Shi secretly complained in his heart. The names and experiences of the nine marshals who had made outstanding military achievements were recorded in history textbooks and were all at the level of martial gods.

Not to mention the fierce soldiers of the war groups stationed on the major ancient stars, each of them is extremely powerful.

In particular, Xinwu is far ahead in the technology of human body modification. It is said that those above the rank of colonel can voluntarily undergo one or even several "glorious evolutions", such as transplanting more heart and lung organs.

This terrifying war machine completely crushes the so-called martial artists in terms of vitality and combat effectiveness.

It's not even in the same league!
"Master Liang, our Hongsheng lineage doesn't have any irreconcilable blood feud. We must fight against Dongxia and restore Hongmen, right?
If that's the case, let's not count the apprenticeship before we even offer tea."

Qin Shi asked cautiously, and took the opportunity to inquire:
"By the way, is there a reward for reporting it?"

He is a typical law-abiding Dongxia citizen.

We must not be labeled as “the remnants of the old Wu movement” or “the remnants of the Hongmen”.

"If I were a member of the Hongmen gang, would I be able to be a teacher at the children's school? This is a regular position and must be reviewed by both the Education Committee and the Martial Arts Association."

Lao Liang laughed. This kid changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book and even wanted to exchange himself for a banner.

Immediately, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out.

That’s good, at least he has a better temper than me and knows how to adapt and make progress.

"I've told the students in the cram school that there will be no class today. Now that we've established our master-disciple relationship, as the master, I should show you some real stuff and let you see how powerful Jiu Wu is."

Lao Liang stood up and limped down the stairs.

Qin Shi rushed to support him upon seeing this, portraying himself as a considerate and filial disciple.

"Master Liang, if our Hongsheng sect has any unique skills, don't hide them.

Hurry and serve it up, so that the disciples can study hard and become famous soon!"

Lao Liang once again corrected his apprentice's misunderstanding and popularized science:

“You have to understand that the so-called magical skills are ineffective for most people, which is one of the reasons why old martial arts are replaced by new martial arts.

Plots that were common in martial arts novels of the old era, such as falling off a cliff or accidentally finding treasure, mostly fooled laymen.

Any path of promotion and transformation must take vitality as the starting point and core.

The "Ancient and Modern True Scriptures" by the God of War Ning Yuanhai is placed on the fifth underground floor of the Imperial Capital National Museum. If you make an appointment two months in advance, you will have the opportunity to visit the original. Of course, direct contact is prohibited.

But think about it, Ning Wushen has donated his life's work for free, so why hasn't there been a successor to the next generation?"

Qin Shi was stunned for a moment and felt that what Lao Liang said made sense.

This is not the ancient era when the noble families and wealthy families valued inheritance as their life and cherished everything they had.

Top universities like the four national universities can even use the manuscripts of the first generation of ten great scholars as teaching materials.

"The reason is simple. Vitality is the biggest threshold."

Lao Liang walked out of the school with no cigarettes in his pocket, so he asked Qin Shi to buy some Bao Limin:

“For example, the entry level for amateurs is nine dan, and the passing line is around nine to twelve points.

However, the more advanced the martial arts teaching materials, and even the most outstanding special skills, the requirements for practitioners are far greater than this number.

In other words, the threshold is extremely high.”

Qin Shi was very sensible and bought a pack of Huazi as usual. He asked while lighting a cigarette:

"How tall is it?"

Lao Liang took two sips, his eyes were full of vicissitudes:
"Ning Yuanhai's "Ancient and Modern True Scriptures of Eternal Life" requires a bone age of 20 years old, an amateur level, and a vitality of over 100 points."

Qin Shi's eyes twitched when he heard this. The passing line for the amateur level was clearly between 59 and 64.

Ning Wushen, on the other hand, almost doubled it. What kind of monster must he be to be able to do that?
(End of this chapter)