Martial God Development Plan

"The first half of the sentence is false, but the second half is true."

"That's also a lie."

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know sooner or later."

Ji Zhao stopped talking. The man looked into the distance and spoke again after a long while: "Come to think of it, shouldn't you be punished for losing the bet? Why did you use magic on me? Isn't this punishing me?"

Ji Tan asked, "Do you believe that I have magic?"

"I'm just saying what you mean."

"Hehe, admit it, you already believe that your mysterious second sister is omnipotent."

"...Whatever, just answer my question."

Ji Tan asked: "Do you think falling in love with someone is a punishment?"

Ji Zhao replied: "At least falling in love with a dead person is a given."

"That's true..." Ji Tan nodded, "Well, don't call it a reward for the winner, just think of it as my punishment for you for never finding a lover in your lifetime."

"So, I won, right? Why did it turn back into a punishment?"

"Did you win?" Ji Tan looked at Ji Zhao with a smile, "My stupid brother, think carefully, who won?"

Ji Zhao recalled for a moment and came to his senses: "If you die, you lose, but before you die, you have to cast a spell on me. If I fall under the spell, I will fall in love with you. In other words, this is still the punishment for losing."

"That's right! It's just that the punishment is slightly different depending on who you fall in love with!"

"You really are..." Ji Zhao smiled, but he was too lazy to bother with the words "if I really win" because it was meaningless. "Forget it, whatever you want."

You can't win anyway.

Because, I am...

Curiously enough, at the end of September four months ago, Ji Tan had had the same idea. She was also thinking, 'You can't win anyway', so she made a bet with Ji Zhao that if she lost she would lose everything, but if she won she would get no reward at all, and she gave up the art of astrology and divination ever since.

Coincidentally, in this snowy January, Ji Zhao also made such a bet with Ji Tan.

A bet about love.

Volume 4: Chapter 6: Preparation for the Welcoming Banquet

At sunset, Ji Zhao and Ji Tan finished the commission and received the payment from Fu Cai Ge. The seemingly otherworldly young lady of the Golden Sword Sect was very generous - or was it because she was very satisfied with Ji Tan's face?

Although she couldn't see Ji Tan's face during the whole painting process...

The two of them divided the money 50-50 and went to the cafeteria together.

"Oh my, you guys are always thinking about messing around. What can I say to you guys, girl?"

On the way to the cafeteria, the two saw Han Gongqiu scolding a group of disciples. After asking, they found out that it was this group of people who were organizing a vote for the most beautiful woman in the cabinet. It turned out that there was a traitor among them. Because he was dissatisfied with the final voting result and thought that the others were blind and not worthy of being a consultant, he brazenly pulled everyone to self-destruct and reported the matter to the higher authorities.

Most people were honest and didn't dare to say a word. They knew that they were definitely in the wrong for what they did. Only one disciple was stubborn and argued, "But, Master Qiu, you obviously came to vote, and you voted for yourself..."

As soon as these words were spoken, a scarlet cross flashed in Han Gongqiu's eyes. Ji Zhao shook his head secretly, knowing that someone was about to be in trouble. There was nothing wrong with admitting his mistake, so why bother?

“People are often ungrateful for being alive…”

Ji Zhao complained like this and went into the cafeteria with Ji Tan.

"Brother Ji! Miss Ji! Come here!"

As soon as he entered, he heard the call of Gu Qu. He didn't know what was going on with this guy. There was a table full of food in front of him, and he looked like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Ji Zhao has become quite familiar with Gu Qu during this period. After all, they are comrades who have gone through life and death together.

"What's going on?" Ji Zhao sat down and asked, "Why did one person order so much?"

"The cafeteria released a new menu today, and I was a little curious... so I ordered too much." Gu Qu said, "But Brother Ji and Miss Ji, you came at the right time. Come, I'll treat you!"

Ji Zhao was not polite either. He was extremely poor now and was in the growth stage. He also had to practice intensively every day, so he could not afford to be frugal with food.

"Thank you very much."

"Haha, since Brother Gu is so polite, I'll take part in it as well."

The two of them sat down, but heard the disciples around them talking about something. It turned out that it was the time of year for new disciples to enter the cabinet. According to the custom of Luohe Pavilion, new disciples would be given a simple entrance test and a welcoming banquet.

When it comes to Liu Hanying, the test for entering the cabinet is basically in name only. This guy believes that whether a person is good or bad, he is educated, and one cannot deny a person based on his character in his youth. Therefore, it is basically a process. As for the welcome banquet, it is prepared by the old disciples.

This kind of thing doesn't happen in normal sects, but the situation in Luohe Pavilion is different.

Firstly, the disciples in the pavilion have a unified entry time, making it convenient to hold activities together.

Secondly, Luohe disciples even need to put their lives in the hands of their fellow disciples during activities such as summer school and winter school, so it is very necessary to build good relationships.

Thirdly, those who come to Luohe Pavilion to learn skills are usually non-core elite disciples from major sects. When they come to Luohe Pavilion, they themselves undertake a lot of social tasks.

Therefore, there are activities such as farewell parties and welcome parties... Although they have a utilitarian flavor, the organizers of these activities are teenage boys and girls, and if you really think about it, it’s possible that there are more sincere people.

"We've agreed in advance that I won't do anything stupid like waving a banner saying 'Welcome Junior Brothers and Sisters to the Cabinet'. I was welcomed like that last year, and when I went back to visit my family this year, people made fun of it!"

"Waving the flag to welcome new students is the tradition of Luohe Pavilion. It is a must-try."

"In my opinion, it would be better to just hold the banquet normally."

"That's too undistinguished. We need to think about change!"

"Or we can hold a poetry meeting and talk about family and country... Alas, I heard that the emperor was planning to march north after the autumn harvest this year, but the incident of Shengwugong Tang Cheng happened."

"The people in the south are suffering, and the rise of Tang Cheng is a disaster for the people of Ning."

"Brother Ping, this is a good suggestion, but the poetry meeting...I'm afraid it's a bit too difficult for the new junior brothers and sisters who have just entered the cabinet."

“I think it’s difficult for us too…”

This is indeed the truth. Among these Luohe disciples, who have to practice martial arts, socialize, and cultivate the four arts all day long, very few have enough time to study poetry.

While those people were talking, someone looked towards Ji Zhao's table.

"Speaking of which, Junior Brother Ji, Junior Sister Ji, and Junior Brother Gu...you should also be attending the welcome party. Do you have any ideas? The senior brothers can help you realize them."

It should be said that it was a bit difficult for Junior Brother Gu to shout out this sentence... In addition, these words were mainly said to Ji Tan. Although she was arrogant, her beauty was indeed unquestionable, and her attraction to teenagers was immeasurable.

Therefore, Ji Zhao consciously did not speak, but just nodded to his brothers. Gu Qu, on the other hand, had no idea and spoke with interest: "Can our opinions also be adopted?"

"Of course." The senior brother who started the conversation responded appropriately, not treating him differently just because it wasn't Ji Tan who was talking to him. "Rather, it's just to help the freshmen better integrate into the life of the pavilion."

"Then I think we should drink!" Gu Qu is a classic example of a lady from a wealthy family. Her fantasy about the people of the martial arts world can be simply described by the five words 'a bamboo hat, a tight outfit, wine, a sword, and an inn'. If you ask her what she is interested in, it must be wine!

"liquor......?"

The senior brother was also stunned.

Gu Qu was very excited: "That's right! At times like this, we should drink! What else can bring people closer together better and faster than drinking?"

"Good idea." Before the senior brother could respond, Ji Tan's eyes lit up. "When it comes to banquets, the best thing is wine. Not bad, Gu Qu, you occasionally come up with some interesting suggestions!"

The senior brother was still hesitating, but when he heard Ji Tan speak, he immediately became like a chicken with blood, turned into a wine immortal, patted his chest and said: "I think so too! Then let's do it, this welcome banquet will be based on wine!"

Ji Zhao, who was busy eating, was speechless for a moment: "Is this really okay..."

Although it was a welcome party organized by the disciples themselves, Ji Zhao knew that it would not be very formal, but he did not expect it to be so sloppy... It just felt bad.

Volume 4: Reflections on the Talents: Chapter 7: New Life

"As for weapons, the longer they are, the stronger they are; the shorter they are, the more dangerous they are. Whether it's a dagger or a double stab, any short weapon cannot escape these three words."

"Fast, accurate, and ruthless."

In the martial arts arena, Han Gongqiu, a model worker of Luohe Pavilion who is skilled in three fields, namely medicine and poison, hidden weapon and short weapon, is giving a lecture to his disciples. His figure is agile and the dagger in his hand is flying like a butterfly among flowers, which is dazzling.

"Xiao Yuning... Tell me, for a warrior, what is the main difference between long weapons and short weapons, and why does it arise?"

"Eh..." A female disciple named Chu Yuning, who was distracted because she was looking at something, was suddenly called by Han Gongqiu. She was a little flustered for a moment, but fortunately she was not a freshman after all, so she could still answer such basic questions. "Long weapons have a large attack range, and can suppress opponents even if they don't hit the fatal parts. Warriors usually have enough time to mobilize their internal energy, so long weapons are usually based on martial arts. As for short weapons, because they need to be close to the body, like fists and feet, they rely on the warrior's on-the-spot reaction to fight. The internal energy does not have time to penetrate the meridians to form martial arts, and they can usually only be used to strengthen various parts of the body, so they have extremely high requirements for accuracy."

"You've passed. You have to be more serious in your studies in the future." Han Gongqiu chuckled and let go of the distracted man. "There are countless martial arts stored in the Sutra Library of Luohe Pavilion, but the short-weapon-type martial arts are less than one-fifth of the long-weapon-type martial arts. Fist and palm-type martial arts completely abandon weapons and rely mainly on internal energy. The number of them is several times more. Only the short-weapon is stuck at the bottom and is the least popular weapon. Warriors often say that short-weapons are for women to play with."

When she said this, several bursts of silver bell-like laughter came from the audience. There were seven or eight disciples below, and Ji Zhao was the only male.

When Han Gongqiu was teaching, the atmosphere was always very good, unlike Mo Yu, who smiled and called out Ji Zhao's name.

"Xiao Jizhao, this is a digression. Tell me, why do warriors dislike short weapons?"

"Because the weak defeated the strong, and the master was beaten to death with a stick." Ji Zhao said, "Suppose my internal strength and weapon skills are better than someone else, and both sides use long weapons, I will definitely win. But if they use short weapons, I may win faster and more beautifully, but I may also die. This is inconsistent with the traditional concept of martial artists, which believes that short weapons are not the right way."

To put it more clearly, short weapons do not conform to the mainstream values ​​of martial artists. For example, in an urban novel, the protagonist is stepped on by someone, and ordinary readers want to see the protagonist step back after gaining power, but in the end the protagonist stabs the person to death with a knife and then goes to jail...

"Haha... Xiaoji, you've taken care of it very well." Han Gongqiu nodded, and looked at the disciples with a serious expression, "Girls, I teach hidden weapons and short weapons. You may be destroying your own rice bowl by saying this, but I still have to say that short weapons cannot be used in real big scenes. In this regard, they are even worse than hidden weapons, because they have the lowest affinity with internal energy, and are destined to be the weapons with the lowest upper limit. It's okay to learn them as self-defense in critical moments, but you don't need to go too deep... Of course, this lowest upper limit doesn't matter to most people, because even the weapons with the lowest upper limit, most people will never touch them in their lifetime. The reason why I asked you to learn less of this is because people who learn this weapon often die very quickly."

————There is no such thing as "there is no garbage xx, only garbage xx" in this world. All data in the game are controlled by the designers, and even so, there will still be version monsters, not to mention reality, there is no one here to adjust the balance.

Han Gongqiu paused, and his face returned to its usual smiling look.

"Of course, it's good for self-defense in the early and middle stages, especially when something like a hairpin is pulled out and stabbed at you, even a god can hardly defend against it... Well, young lady, I'm going to perform a set of Twelve Pearl Curtains next, so you better watch out. I'm going to check your results in the next class, and if you don't pass, you have to go to Master Mo for tutoring."

The disciples below howled miserably immediately, leaving Ji Zhao somewhat confused - he didn't know that although Mo Yu was attentive when teaching, he was also very cruel when scolding people. If the disciples couldn't understand something, they would definitely be called "idiots". "Find an illiterate peasant woman, she should understand what I'm saying." "When the dogs in the pavilion see you, they will all take out their weapons to demonstrate how to do it to you." "I've never thought of saying such easy-to-understand words a second time in my life, you're really amazing." "Go home and farm." Moreover, disciples cannot pretend to know something they don't. This person will examine the disciples, and if they are found pretending to know something...tsk tsk.

However, because Ji Zhao has an extraordinary high level of comprehension, he has never been scolded by Mo Yu - come to think of it, if this is still a game, Ji Zhao has saved five dollars by not hearing Mo Yu's voice calls that would make a masochist ecstatic.

The class ended quickly. The disciple named Chu Yuning was pushed and shoved by the sisters around her. She moved to Ji Zhao's side and said shyly, "Junior Brother Ji, do you have time later? I still have many questions about the Twelve Volumes of Pearl Curtain. Can you please..."

Before she finished her words, Han Gongqiu above her said, "Xiao Jizhao, come over here, young lady, I have something to talk to you about."

"......!" Chu Yuning's spell was interrupted, and a burst of sweet laughter came from the group of young sisters behind her. She was embarrassed and angry, but didn't know what to say.

Ji Zhao hurriedly said goodbye to Senior Sister Chu and turned to Han Gongqiu: "Master Qiu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"It's the Pavilion Master who wants to see you about something." Han Gongqiu smiled, "Miss, I think it's probably related to the new students who just arrived."

Ji Zhao was a little surprised: "Have the new students arrived yet?"

"Well, we gathered in Wuling City yesterday, so we should be here today." Han Gongqiu said, "Let's go to Zhengde Hall. The Pavilion Master is waiting for you there."

Ji Zhao responded and immediately went to Zhengde Hall. The door was not closed and Liu Hanying, dressed in a white robe, was flipping through an ancient book inside.

Ji Zhao knocked on the open door: "Master, I heard from Master Qiu that you were looking for me."

"It's Minghui." Liu Hanying put down the book and smiled. "Come in. I have something to tell you... about this year's new disciples."

Ji Zhao asked: "What happened to them?"

"Well... I talked to them this morning and found some minor flaws in a few of them." Liu Hanying said, "They have good family backgrounds, so they have practiced many high-level martial arts, but because of this, some of them have neglected their basic skills. After observing them, I found that although they are proficient in martial arts, their basic skills are very poor. This kind of thinking must be corrected as soon as possible."

Volume 4: The Victory is Decided Chapter 8:

Ji Zhao was a little puzzled: "Since they have extraordinary origins, didn't the elders in the clan or the sect warn them?"

Liu Hanying shook her head. "Of course I have said everything, but everyone has different upbringings, so they may not be able to listen to some of the words. Especially young people are rebellious, and sometimes they will not listen to the words of their elders... That's why I found you."

"I?"

"Yeah." Liu Hanying smiled lightly, "Minghui, although you haven't practiced for too long, I don't know if you are the reincarnation of Zhenwu. Your basic skills are too solid. It's not an exaggeration to say that you have been practicing close combat since you were in your mother's womb."

Ji Zhao chuckled but did not react much. He did not need to explain anything for this. No matter how unreasonable something was, as long as it happened, someone would come to explain it, and even create a bunch of new terms for it... After all, if someone talked about the matter of possession in modern times, the person would be sent to a mental hospital, not to mention the ancient times where there was no such concept. So as long as he didn't say anything, no one would think about it in this way.

"I want to teach them a lesson." Liu Hanying walked to the window and gently opened the curtains. "They probably won't listen to the words of their elders. If Master Mo, who is so sharp-tongued, were to teach them, it would probably backfire. At this time, perhaps they need some stimulation from their peers."

Ji Zhao said: "So the Pavilion Master thought of me?"

"That's right." Liu Hanying smiled slightly. "Minghui, you are not only the same age as them, but also have solid basic skills and don't know too many martial arts. It can be said that you are a perfect candidate to teach them a lesson."

Ji Zhao nodded: "Disciple probably understands what Pavilion Master means."

"I think you can understand." Liu Hanying smiled. "Although you are young, you are quite mature in your behavior. Compared with your two sisters, you seem more like a brother. I will not tell you anything more. Anyway, I will ask you to fight with them on the pretext of testing your martial arts. You have practiced Zhao Hongyue for more than a month. On that day, you were able to defeat the people from the Xingdou Sect. I believe you have an extraordinary blood-fighting physique. It shouldn't be a problem to defeat these people... Go to Master Huo and ask her to call the disciples over. We will meet at the martial arts arena in about half an incense stick."

Liu Hanying did not say things like "use less martial arts", "fight as close as possible", "fight more showy", "win more gorgeously", because he believed that Ji Zhao could understand.

Ji Zhao took the order and left.

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Half an incense stick later, a dozen new disciples stood in the martial arts arena. They seemed to have just received their disciple uniforms. Some of them put them on, but there were also two with stronger personalities who just stood there in their clothes. Among them, there was a particularly conspicuous girl, about 1.5 meters tall, dressed gorgeously, with a golden long sword engraved on the shoulder of her clothes.

Ji Zhao, who had been in this world for four months, knew that it was the symbol of the sect, the emblem. Needless to say, the golden sword was naturally the emblem of the Golden Sword Sect.

[“He’s from the same family as Fu Caige… Look at his clothes, he must be from a wealthy family.”]

Ji Zhao was standing on one side of the martial arts arena. At this time, Liu Hanying had come to the top and started speaking. It was nothing more than the same old talk. Everyone would live in the pavilion for the next three years, get along well with each other, practice diligently, and not waste time. Finally, he mentioned the original intention of Wu'an Duke Wei Huo to establish Luohe Pavilion. The last part was actually the most important, but it was not something that could be explained in just a sentence or two, and it was not suitable to talk about with a group of disciples who had just entered the pavilion.

"Okay, that's all I have to say today." Liu Hanying said, "But there are still some small tests to come... Minghui, come here."

Ji Zhao walked to Liu Hanying.

"This is your senior brother Ji Zhao Ji Minghui... No, to be precise, he is from the same class as you. Due to some reasons, he entered the academy two months earlier than you did in December of the previous year. I have a good understanding of his martial arts, so I want to learn from him and let the masters in the academy teach you according to your aptitude... How about it, is there anyone who wants to give it a try?"

Liu Hanying had taken over the position of Luohe Pavilion Master for five years and had already become famous all over the world. Naturally, there were many people who wanted to show off in front of him in order to gain his favor. Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately responded.