From breaking the limits of archery to achieving martial arts godhood

The medicine guild was bustling today.

In three days, it will be Chinese New Year.

Today is the day for ancestor worship.

Most of the disciples of the Medicine Clan are from the Song family, so the Song family usually holds ancestral worship ceremonies at the Medicine Clan.

On this day, the ancestral hall, which the Medicine Clan had been forbidden from entering for years, was opened wide.

Many disciples of the Medicine Clan entered in an orderly manner under the direction of the others.

Once inside, you'll see a plaza with five arenas, each a different color, called the Five Elements Arenas.

Each arena corresponds to one of the five elements.

This is both a matter of feng shui and a matter of expectation.

It is hoped that a martial artist at the Yinzhai Realm will emerge from among the Song family's disciples.

The Yin-Zang Realm is closely related to the Five Elements.

Directly opposite the Five Elements Arena is a five-meter-high ancestral hall. At this moment, the hall's doors were open, and many respected elders of the Song family were inside.

They were all very energetic and agile, clearly skilled in martial arts, and perhaps even formidable warriors in their youth.

Now that I'm old, my energy and blood are declining. Although I can't compare to when I was young, I'm still not in the same league as ordinary people.

Song Tianxing was also among this group of elderly people, but judging from his position, he was not in the very center.

Standing in the very center was an elderly man with white hair and beard and a ruddy complexion.

The old man had many age spots on his face, so he must be at least eighty years old.

Song Tianxing stood beside him, bowing like a grandson, occasionally flashing a fawning smile.

Chen Xun followed the crowd into the ancestral hall, looking around at the surroundings while listening to the discussions of others.

Some people were talking about the old man.

"This is the centenarian of our Song family. He is ninety-five years old this year. If he lives for another five years, he will be a rare centenarian."

"Yes, I don't know if I'll live past sixty."

One of them remarked with emotion.

As martial artists, their lives were not safe; they might be killed by their enemies at any time.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, martial artists have abundant qi and blood, and their average lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people.

However, because martial artists fight with others for many years, their actual average lifespan is actually shorter.

The number of martial artists who actually live to old age is not large.

"I noticed our gang leader treated him with great respect. Does our gang leader truly respect elders?"

"You're a new disciple this year, right?"

"How did you know, senior brother?"

"It's very simple. As all the senior disciples know, this old man is our gang leader's grandfather, and also the gang leader before him."

"Ah, so he's our gang leader's grandfather. I see."

Listening from the side, Chen Xun suddenly realized why Song Tianxing acted so filial.

So he really is a grandson.

When most of the disciples of the Medicine Clan had arrived, a middle-aged man walked out of the Song Family Ancestral Hall.

After his introduction, Chen Xun realized that he was the head of the Song family.

They overheard others whispering that this person was Song Tianxing's older brother, named Song Tianwen.

Because his martial arts aptitude was inferior to Song Tianxing's, he could only become the clan leader.

Even so, he still possessed the cultivation level of the peak of the Iron Bone Realm.

It can be said that Song Tianxing's lineage is the most direct line of the Song family.

The position of leader of the Medicine Gang and head of the Song family has been held by their lineage for several generations.

Song Tianwen spoke at length, and many of the Medicine Clan disciples became somewhat sleepy.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Tianwen finally got to the point.

"I hereby declare the ancestral worship martial arts performance officially commence."

Upon hearing this, many disciples of the Medicine Clan, whose eyes were half-closed and who were about to fall asleep, opened their eyes and immediately began to applaud.

Soon, those who had signed up for the ancestral worship martial arts performance stepped forward to draw lots to determine their opponents and arena.

Chen Xun noticed that all three heroes of the Medicine Clan participated in this ancestral worship and martial arts performance.

Without a doubt, these three will definitely take the top three spots in the 20 to 30 age group.

Chen Xun did not register, so he will stay in the audience and watch the competition.

The first to take the stage were disciples of the Medicine Clan under the age of 20.

Their cultivation level was still shallow, and they lacked combat experience, so they didn't have many impressive battles.

However, they put on a pretty good fight in the finals.

Both finalists were at the Iron Bone Realm. Being able to break through to the Iron Bone Realm before the age of 20 indicates that they have exceptional talent.

One man wielded a knife, the other a sword; the swords flashed and the battle raged fiercely.

In the end, the man with the knife won.

His victory, however, created an awkward atmosphere, with only a handful of people applauding.

Just because this person is not surnamed Song, he suppressed a group of people with the surname Song during the Song family's ancestral worship ceremony, which was quite embarrassing.

Chen Xun noticed that the faces of the elderly members of the Song family in the Song family ancestral hall were somewhat dark.

It was only when Song Tianwen noticed the awkward atmosphere and stepped in to warm things up that the atmosphere became lively again.

Song Tianxing also stepped forward to personally commend the winner, awarding him one hundred taels of silver and two Bone Tempering Pills.

Chen Xun watched this scene, his eyes narrowed, a half-smile playing on his lips.

If he wins first place, he will definitely experience the same situation as this person.

After that, there was a competition between disciples aged 20 to 30.

Those in this age group who still have the confidence to sign up are all disciples at the Bone Forging Realm.

More than a dozen Bone Forging Realm martial artists delivered one exciting match after another for everyone.

As expected, the final top three were the three heroes of the Medicine Gang.

The only thing that surprised Chen Xun was that Song Wuji was actually Song Tianwen's son.

As for Song Tianxing, he only had two daughters and no sons.

Seeing the scene of the father and son interacting, Chen Xun couldn't help but look at Song Tianxing.

No wonder.

Chen Xun suddenly understood something, and a chill ran through him.

Looking back now at the battle that wiped out the Blood Hand Gang a dozen days ago, some of the arrangements were actually a bit unreasonable.

But the matter was urgent, and he didn't think it through carefully.

Looking back now, there are quite a few suspicious points.

The most unreasonable thing is sending a team of elites to set fire.

This kind of thing wouldn't be a big problem if a group of ordinary disciples did it.

Before today, Chen Xun still couldn't quite understand it.

Now, he's figured it out.

This made him shake his head.

After the ancestral worship and martial arts demonstration, the ancestral worship ceremony began.

At this time, Chen Xun and others from other families were invited out.

After all, the ancestors being worshipped were from the Song family.

It's somewhat inappropriate to have a group of people from other families kneel and worship the Song family ancestors.

The Song family was uncomfortable, and they probably weren't either.

While waiting for the ancestral worship ceremony to end, Chen Xun took the initiative to approach the person who had won first place in the competition for disciples under 20 years old.

This man's name is Luo Ming. His father was a wandering swordsman who ended up in Ping'an Town and was skilled in a sword technique.

This sword technique was later passed down to Luo Ming.

This sword technique is actually less powerful than the [Whirlwind Blade] used by Luo Ming's opponent.

However, Luo Ming's mastery of this sword technique far surpassed his opponent's mastery of the saber technique, which is why he was able to defeat him.

After the ancestral worship ceremony ended, the two stopped talking, but this conversation had allowed them to get to know each other better.

After the ancestral worship ceremony, a banquet was held, with over a hundred tables set up. Not only were there disciples of the Medicine Gang present, but also many members of the Song family from the Song District.

The food and wine at the banquet were excellent. Chen Xun and other martial artists had large appetites, so they were given special treatment and much more food than the average person had.

After eating and drinking his fill, Chen Xun returned to his room and unpacked his luggage.

With only three days left until Chinese New Year, and his home being in Chenjia Village, he naturally had to go back to celebrate.

But his aunt still lives in Chenjia Village.

He estimates he will be spending Chinese New Year with his aunt's family this year.

Accompanying him was Chen Hu, who had become a senior disciple.

He had been frantically completing tasks these past few days, and finally, two days ago, he earned enough contribution points to upgrade to a senior disciple.

After meeting at the agreed location, the two walked out of the medicine gang together.

When Chen Xun reached a quiet alley, he stopped.

Chen Hu stopped as well: "What's wrong, Xiao Xun?"

There are people ahead.

Chen Hu quickly looked over, but the alley was dark and poorly lit. He squinted but still couldn't see anyone in front of him.

"I can't see it."

Chen Hu shook his head, then asked in confusion, "Someone's here? What's wrong?"

"These people's target is us."

How did you know?

"Because there were people behind us, blocking the road."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hu was startled and quickly looked back.

This time he saw it clearly; sure enough, someone was approaching, and he recognized the person.

"Song Qingfeng? Is that you?"

Chen Hu couldn't help but shout out.

"Yes, it's me."

Song Qingfeng maintained his nonchalant demeanor, approaching Chen Xun with a half-smile.

Clearly, his target was Chen Xun.