Blasphemy: Hurry 0 years of Jianghu

In the early years of the Ming Dynasty, the world was in chaos. Although the mountains and rivers were in ruins, the people could breathe a little.

In the vast Dabie Mountains, there is a geomantic treasure called Qifeng Mountain. The mountain is strangely secluded and precipitous, and the earth has a unique atmosphere. Surrounded by forests, clear streams and springs can be seen everywhere. But there is a scenic spot, and a small village is located in it.

The village is not large in scale, with about a hundred brothers in total. The leader of the village is named Jing Ge. He is in his mid-twenties, tall and thick-set, with a bald head and big ears. He looks like a bandit.

On this day, the village was decorated with lanterns and colorful banquets, but it was completely silent. Jing Ge was waiting outside the door of a wing, running around anxiously. After a long time, Fang heard a cry, and a baby's cry came from the side room. A woman came out to announce the good news, saying: "Your Majesty, a girl has been born! Mother and daughter are safe!"

Jing Ge was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily and shouted: "Damn it! A girl is a girl. Under my training, she will still be a powerful heroine in the world after eighteen years... no... female thief... female..."

Seeing that the king's face was red from holding back the pressure, a rather elegant old Confucian scholar beside him came to the rescue and said: "She must be a strange woman who is powerful in the world!"

Jing Ge was overjoyed and said: "Yes, that's right, she is a strange woman! You guys, let's have a big banquet today and we won't stop until we get drunk!"

All the minions cheered loudly, and the village suddenly became full of people. The sound of punching and fighting wine resounded throughout the night, making the cave heaven and paradise become filthy and foul, and birds and beasts could not live in peace.

Speaking of this, Jing Ge was poor when he was young. He joined the Shaolin Temple since he was a child. He did some odd jobs at first. Later, when the monks in the temple saw that he was smart, they officially accepted him into the temple and worshiped him under Zhiyuan's sect. He is quite talented in martial arts, but he is not very diligent and does not fit well with Shaolin's emphasis on basic martial arts methods. Every year in the annual exam, fists and kick weapons are often ranked from the bottom up. Fortunately, Shaolin monks are required to memorize sutras. Both Buddhist scriptures and martial arts scriptures are acceptable. Jing Ge then used his brains and put a lot of effort into memorizing scriptures. He memorized countless formulas from various collections. In terms of comprehensive scriptures and martial arts, his ranking is around the middle. Some eminent monks also thought highly of him, thinking that this young monk was devoted to the Buddha and quite enlightened, unlike other monks who were full of thoughts about Arhat Fist and Prajna Palm all day long.

Time passes, and more than ten years pass in the blink of an eye. Zhiyuan has become Master Zhiyuan, and Jing Ge has also become Master Uncle. Originally everything was peaceful and he was able to live a peaceful life as a monk, but one day he had a sudden impulse and cooked the abbot Zhishen's favorite yellow dog "Wuneng" for a taste. As soon as this incident happened, no one could protect him. Zhiyuan had already become the leader of the Luohan Hall at that time, so he managed to save him from being expelled from the mountain without losing his martial arts. This was already a huge honor.

Jing Ge has been resentful of Shaolin ever since he came out of the mountain. He simply broke the pot and threw it away. He actually fell into the Dabie Mountains and started to fight online. In the end, he did not forget his roots and kept his head bald, encouraging himself to constantly strive for self-improvement. One day, he would definitely go to Shaolin and cook all the chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs raised by the Zhishen thief Bald, so that he could get rid of the bad breath in his heart.

After a year, he gathered dozens of brothers and built a small village, named Heifeng Village. The thieves in Jingshan had a keen eye for people and promoted the two leaders, Deer Head and Rat Eye. There are only a few plaques in the hall. Thinking that within a hundred miles, there was only one old Confucian scholar with a good reputation, so he chose a dark and windy night, and Jing Ge took a few brothers to rob Wu Yu.

The old gentleman is still a bit proud and has nothing to do with the bandits. Jing Ge chuckled, thinking that this matter would be easy to handle. I took the old gentleman into a courtyard and found something fragrant and pink. I touched it with my bare hands and was so frightened that I lost my mind. After weighing the major and minor issues, the old man had no choice but to inscribe the words "Zhongyi Hall". This loyalty is loyalty to the thieves in Jingshan Mountain, and righteousness is righteousness to the thieves in Jingshan Mountain.

Jing Ge was not satisfied yet, so he decided to use his whole family to rob the village. He said to the old gentleman, "I, these dozens of brothers, yearn for the ways of saints and sages, and still need your enlightenment." Since then, the village has changed its rules, and all punishments such as three swords and six holes have been cancelled. Anyone who violates the village's rules must go to the village to study the Four Books, Five Classics, and Sun Tzu's Art of War, which lasts from several months to three years. Since then, everyone in the village has taken a new look.

This was the result of an idea that came to Jing Ge when he remembered the pain of memorizing sutras.

When you become a gangster, you have to do evil. It is the duty of bandits to block roads and rob. One day, Jing Ge reported the robbery to the old county magistrate. When he saw the Qin family, he was astonished. He did not take any property, but only took the Qin family home and made her the wife of the village, completing the feat of robbing people's daughters.

Thieves also have their ways. Jing Ge thought about what else he should do to rob the rich and give to the poor, so as to accumulate some bad virtue. It's a pity that the surrounding area is extremely poor. How can any big family rob him? In desperation, he robbed several rich farmers at will and distributed a few stones of rice. Quan Zuo completed his righteous deed.

Three years later, the village has become increasingly prosperous. Jing Ge felt very proud of the addition of another daughter. Thinking about having a baby like this, returning to Shaolin in this life, cooking pigs and butchering dogs is not necessarily just a dream.

It's a pity that at such a great time, some people don't know what to do.

A young minion flew up to report: "Your Majesty! Two young Taoist priests came to the door, saying they wanted to eliminate harm for the people!"

Jing Ge was impatient: "Just beat him out with a stick!"

"Your Majesty, those two have great martial arts skills, and the younger one is no match for them!"

Jing Ge was furious, dressed neatly, carrying the specially made Qinglong Yanyue Sword of ninety-nine and eighty pounds, and led his brothers out of the village gate. But he saw two men in green clothes standing in front of him. The little Taoist priest is young, only about 20 years old. The one in his left hand has a good-looking face and is holding a long sword. The Taoist priest on the right hand is a little strange. He has a long sword on his back, a white feather fan in his right hand, and a small white cat with a big head and short claws in his left hand.

Two young Taoist priests were born in Qingguan, Qingcheng Mountain. The sword-wielding Taoist named Shisan is the son of the sect leader, while the fan-carrying cat Taoist named Yanyu is Shisan's senior brother. Shangqingguan is not well-known in the martial arts world, but the Taixu Heart Sutra, Shangqing Sword, and Xiaoyaobu taught by it are authentic and superior martial arts. These thirteen people have some talent in martial arts and are diligent. At a young age, they have already achieved some success in their swordsmanship and internal skills. However, Yanyu is a miscellaneous scholar, not good at martial arts, but quite accomplished at Xiaoyaobu. He also longed for Zhuge Wuhou's style of wearing feather fans and silk scarves, chatting and laughing to defeat enemies, so he never forgot to carry a white feather fan in his hand.

When the two of them grew up, it was always Yanyu who came up with ideas and Shisan who was the thug.

This year, the two left the Taoist temple and came to the martial arts world to practice. You can't afford to offend big villains and big copycats. Jing Ge, a small Black Wind Stronghold, is just right for a young hero like this who is just starting out in the world.

After the two sides exchanged words, the fight began. The little white meowed, obviously a little scared. Yanyu was furious and said: "I'll tell you how many times you have to howl in order to be majestic! Let's see how Master Tao deals with you!" After that, he crumpled the white cat into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket. He cursed meow, but looked at Jing Ge.

Jing Ge was furious and decided to challenge him. Thirteen immediately took it with his sword. After more than ten moves, Jing Ge was defeated and fled back to the village. The two Taoist priests were unwilling to give up and charged in with their swords. There was an open space behind the village gate. Jing Ge sneered at the two Taoist priests with his hands behind his back. Behind him were more than a hundred brothers, all holding big sticks, and they were really murderous.

Shisan felt a little guilty and asked in a low voice: "Brother, there are too many of them!" Yanyu replied: "You don't have to tell me, run away!"

Jing Ge yelled and ran away! At this time, the gate of the village had been closed early, and the bandits, big and small, came up in a crowd, and they beat the two Taoist priests with sticks until their noses were black and their eyes were swollen.

"Stay here!" Jing Ge said: "Today I am happy to have a daughter, so I will spare you two bastards. Come back next time, and you will be scratched and cramped!"

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and Thirteen Yanyu was so humiliated that he was forced to endure hardships. One is practicing **** internal swordsmanship, and the other is studying miscellaneous books and Taoist scriptures. A year later and a month later, on a dark and stormy night, the two of them came back again, but they quietly came up from the back mountain. At the beginning of her thirteenth year, she still felt that she was not upright enough, but later Yan Yu said that Jing Ge relied on more people to win, and there was no need to talk about moral principles for such people. Thirteen is convinced.

Jing Ge was so drunk at the time that he could not be prepared. They were touched into the bedroom. Thirteen touched his bald head and wanted to stab him with a sword. The white cat in Mianyu's arms suddenly scratched her teeth. Mianyu felt something in her heart and pulled Shisan's sleeves. Then she lifted the quilt and saw a little baby girl sleeping soundly on Jingge's body.

The two Taoist priests looked at each other, but they couldn't make a move. Finally, the eight ink characters "Thirteen Misty Rains came here" were left on Jing Ge's face, and he left quietly.

A year later, the two Taoist priests traveled around the world and made some small names. After some discussion, they decided to go to Heifeng Village again. Over the past year, the scale of Heifeng Village has grown a lot, and the two of them entered from the back mountain just like last time. But they found that this was also an open space in the boss's house. Suddenly, a fishy wind blew in his face in the dark night, and countless vicious dogs pounced on him. Thirteen was shocked, and a spring rain from the south of the Yangtze River formed a dense sword net, which was watertight and protected even the mist and rain. Seeing that it was still safe, the white cat poked its head out of the bag and protested at the surrounding vicious dogs. Then it was crumpled into a ball by Yanyu and stuffed back.

Torches were brightly lit all around, and hundreds of people from the village appeared, each holding a hard crossbow. Jing Ge laughed loudly and said: "I have been waiting for you for a year! I don't know how much food these dozens of dogs have cost me! Today they will fall on you two miscellaneous dogs!"

Mianyu turned around and ran away without saying a word. Thirteen always listened to his senior brother, and when he saw this stance, he knew that his senior brother judged that he was no match and ran away. Jing Ge cursed loudly. This was the first time he saw such a decent person running away without fighting. He led the crowd to give chase, but stepped on the soybeans sprinkled by the misty rain and fell to his back.

Another year passed, and Mianyu felt that she was outnumbered, so she took Shisan with her, took the gold and silver, found a hill by the Dongting Lake, built a Shangqing Mingguan, and began to recruit troops on a large scale. Jing Ge did not show weakness. He had memorized a lot of martial arts scriptures back then. Now he picked up some rudimentary scriptures and taught them to the villagers. His strength also increased greatly, and his reputation in the underworld gradually became more and more famous. The Black Wind Village was run like an iron barrel, with officers and soldiers in front and knights in the back, everything was in order.

The two sides fight endlessly, and every year they go to each other's lair to fight, but they can't get any peace.

In the blink of an eye, eighteen years later, Jing Ge's daughter Xizhi has become a famous beauty, attracting countless bees and butterflies. However, she is afraid of the "raging dragon" Jing Ge and does not dare to make any mistakes. Coquettish means to win the favor of beauties. At this time, after years of fighting and practicing hard day and night, Jing Ge had already become a master of the underworld. The internal strength of the Thirteen Sword Techniques has also been fully developed, and he has the potential to be a supreme master. Heifengzhai and Shangqingguan have long since become world-famous sects, and they have gradually become leaders of the two schools of thought. Only Yanyu, apart from reaching the pinnacle of Qinggong, other martial arts skills are still a complete mess.

Both sides fought openly and secretly, and both reached out to the officialdom. Yanyu asked Shisan to teach the local magistrates, inspectors and other high-ranking officials how to maintain health, and to recruit rich and powerful people as disciples. Jing Ge did not show weakness, vigorously opened a martial arts **** agency, and won over countless military attachés.

But on this day, Xizhi finally chose a young and promising young man with an innocent family background as his husband. She was grateful for her old man's lifelong wish, which was to cook braised pork in Shaolin and beat the two old **** from Shangqing Temple Misty Rain Thirteen. The young man didn't know how high the sky was and wanted to be famous, so she contacted the top ten outstanding young masters of the underworld, and together they went to Shangqingguan.

At this time, Thirteen had lost half of his human spirit and used his fingers as swords. None of these gangster boys could block his three moves. Yanyu was not polite and bound them all and sent them to Black Wind Village. On the other hand, Xizhi kept in mind their friendship back then and treated him well. Lianxian and Yanyu's white cat also played well. ~IndoMTL.com~ From then on, Xizhicai realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Only then did I understand why my father, with his unfathomable martial arts skills, could not help but two old bastards.

After a hundred years of life, the scenery is nothing more than a ridge of loess. In the blink of an eye, Xizhi became an old man with descendants all over the world, including many celebrities and masters. The century-old battle between Jing Ge, Shi San, and Yan Yu has also become a legend in the history of the world. Xizhi buried these three people in a feng shui blessed place. The three of them fought with each other throughout their lives and slept together after death, which is considered destined.

Xizhi came to visit the tomb again that day and saw Yanyu’s white cat lying on a tombstone. She was shocked, how could this cat survive a hundred years without changing at all?

The white meow meowed, but was picked up by someone. The man said angrily: "I told you that you have to howl to be dignified! You can't learn it after more than a hundred years!" Who else is it if it's not Yanyu?

Xizhi was shocked and asked: "Aren't you already dead? Do you still have unfulfilled wishes in this life?"

Myanyu is still wearing a Taoist robe and a feather fan, faintly exuding a strange aura. He carried Bai Miao and floated away, and an unpredictable voice came from far away:

"Although I have never been good at writing or martial arts, I can cultivate immortality!"