Looking at the miserable state of that man, his body was covered with wounds, it was too miserable to look at, and it looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
The child squeezed out of the crowd. Although he was only about 1.4 meters tall and about 10 years old, the visual impact brought by his muscular body and lines was no worse than those of the strong men in front!
The abbot spoke kindly to Wang Baoqiang, praising him as one of the best in the world, and entrusting him with the important task of teaching, which made Wang Baoqiang feel anxious and expectant at the same time.
"You must defeat me first!"
Each sect has fixed area restrictions. The Wudang Sect is responsible for the safety of the people within its scope, ensuring that businesses are not harassed by bandits and not robbed by bandits, ensuring the personal safety of passers-by, and protecting the people from snitches. Violation, if there are evil people in the jurisdiction, the Wudang Clan will send out masters to chase and kill them. In one sentence, the government will do the security work on the surface, and the sect will clean up the underground world.
Wang Baoqiang shouted: "Stop! What do you want to do? You don't trust me, right? I just broke the 18th Bronze Man Formation this morning... "
The Wudang sect is not very popular, and its income is very meager, not enough to support the daily life of a big sect.
"come!"
Yuan Bing could only drop the harsh words and leave. Shen Teng was so proud that he took a few steps forward and waved his sword at Yuan Bing's back. When he turned around, the injured man was gone!
Then there are tuition fees like Shaolin. (Wang Baoqiang is damned if he can receive tuition fees. He was probably beaten to death by the sweeping monk.) The Kunlun sect can rent out its own shops and fields and charge appropriate rents. These and incense money Just like doing business, all are legitimate gains.
This is not alarmist, it is just like this in Jianghu. Many sects are independent entities that disdain or are unwilling to be tainted with political influence. They generally do not have any relations with the court. Their methods of solving problems are Fists and knives follow the rules of the arena. This is one of the reasons why the sect will still be spread for hundreds of years even if dynasties change.
Wang Baoqiang's expression froze, his knees softened, and he knelt down!
In addition, there are also unfair means, such as taking money from the yamen, which means you have to be the yamen's lackluster. Many sects disdain it, but some small sects rely on this to make a living.
The crowd parted, and an old man appeared in front of Wang Baoqiang. He held a bamboo broom, stroked his beard and smiled: "Old monk sweeping, please show mercy to Master Yuan Bao!"
He holds a ledger in his left hand and a Wu-Tang Clan token in his right hand, which he collects from store to store.
You can't fight this, you can't fight that. Wang Baoqiang searched the crowd with his eyes. Suddenly, he looked happy: "That old man! That one with the white beard, you are so old, what kind of martial arts do you still want to learn? Come out! Fight with me for two years." Move! It’s just you!”
"Should I help or not? Should I stop or not? Should I pretend not to see it, or do I really not see it?"
After Shen Teng understood this truth, he felt at ease and took to the streets.
Wang Baoqiang was shocked. He knew that there were such crazy people in the fitness industry. The children started working out at the age of four or five, and their muscles were frighteningly strong. He saw it with his own eyes today, and he really learned a lot!
The plot of gangsters and gangsters has not yet come, so Shen Teng can only collect protection fees.
Seeing a group of scimitars surrounding him, Shen Teng could only bite the bullet and said: "I am Shen Teng... ah no, I am Shen Qingshu of the Wudang Sect."
Shen Teng muttered to himself, watching this man run to his side, but couldn't run anymore, so he stretched out his hand and asked him for help: "Hero, save me~~~"
But the most important thing for martial arts practitioners is to have a good diet. They must have big fish and meat. They must replenish the large amount of protein they consume every day. They also consume countless weapons and equipment. If they encounter a magical weapon like the Dark Iron Heavy Sword, You have to have money to buy it, otherwise how can you carry forward Wudang culture? Should they be allowed to use their physical bodies to compete with the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Knife
"Junior Brother Yuanbao, you have passed the test of the Eighteen Bronze Men. There are not many people in the world who are better in martial arts than you. Perhaps only Master Zhang of Wudang can beat you. Then there are your two senior brothers, Yuantong and Zhongtong, ah no, it’s Yuantong and Yuanzhen. They are a little stronger than you. As the head of Bodhidharma Academy, it is your duty to teach martial arts to your disciples. There are dozens of new lay disciples. They are all sent by rich people, so you should also teach them!"
When he received this task, Shen Teng was shocked in his heart and refused: "Dad...have our Wudang Sect fallen to the point of collecting protection money?"
Shen Yuanqiao sighed and said: "Qingshu, you will also be the one to take over the Wudang sect in the future. Dad will teach you how to run a sect. Let's start with the income."
"You're so right!"
Shen Teng lost his temper and shouted loudly: "Who do I care who he is? I hate you government soldiers the most! I also know that the enemy of my enemy is my friend!"
Let’s look at the Wudang Clan’s master mission, the protagonist Shen Teng, Shen Teng again, and the unlucky Shen Teng again.
"Who believes it? You have the ability to fight with me!"
"Haha! With your small body, I can catch three of them with one hand!"
A group of Yuan soldiers took a step back in fright, and all took a breath.
This group of yuan soldiers seemed to be really afraid. Shen Teng felt relieved and pulled out his sword with a clang: "I will protect this person! Why don't you get out of here?"
"You are so skinny and skinny, how can you be the head of Bodhidharma Academy?"
There are also ways to earn money that are both good and evil, such as collecting protection fees, attacking demonic sects, punishing rape and eradicating evil, taking advantage of the opportunity to divide the demonic sect's money, cheating on others, etc. In addition to obtaining a large amount of money and equipment, you can also obtain Very good advertising effect, occupying the high point of morality, and increasing capital for one's reputation in the world. This is one of the reasons why people in the world like to fight.
Yuan Bing was indeed very angry, but he didn't dare to go forward. He could only say harshly: "Master Shen, I advise you not to wade into this muddy water! Don't think that relying on the Wudang Clan can do whatever you want! Do you know who he is?"
"Your father is Song Yuanqiao, the chief of the Wudang Seven Heroes? Oh, no, Shen Yuanqiao?"
Shen Teng turned twice and didn't see the injured person at all.
There was no way to fight this fight. He was so short because he was sitting down. When he stood up, he only supported Wang Baoqiang’s head with one hand. Even if Wang Baoqiang kicked his feet, he couldn’t touch his body!
"That's weird, isn't he hiding behind me?"
Then when he was about to give up, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and touched his arms again: "What happened! All the money and ledgers are gone!"
…
Wang Baoqiang stared at another person, who looked like an adult but had a much shorter head: "That short man, come out!"
After saying this, Shen Teng also raised his Wudang waist badge and sword to prove that what he said was true.
"Who are you?" The leader of the Yuan soldiers raised his sword and asked Shen Teng.
Zhang Zhenren is indeed famous, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang are also famous. However, the whole sect is not prosperous and follows the elite route. Unlike Shaolin Emei and others, they have many disciples. In addition, Zhang Zhenren is too obsessed with martial arts. It’s not just fireworks in the world. People who don’t care about things, the life of the Wu-Tang Clan is actually very hard.
In ancient times, martial arts sects made money. In addition to the Emei sect's side businesses such as treating illnesses and injuries, selling physical fitness pills, and the main business such as incense money, the third way was to recruit apprentices and collect tuition fees. Some sects' laymen Disciple, this is how outer disciples come. It’s equivalent to modern times. Some universities always like to set up a certain branch college. They charge a lot of tuition, issue a listed certificate, and teach three moves and two moves. It’s enough to keep fit and defend yourself. The real core martial arts can only be taught to inner disciples and can never be leaked out.
Several men with strong bodies and muscles all over their bodies stood up. Looking at their towering muscles, eight-pack abs, two pectoralis major muscles, and arms thicker than his calves, Wang Baoqiang secretly swallowed. Slobbering, not daring to look directly at these, he pointed at a child in the second row of the crowd: "You want to fight, don't you? Who is afraid of whom! That kid, come out!"
"Go back, go back, I'm not talking about you!"
Shen Teng was a little anxious. After walking out of an inn, he suddenly saw a man running wildly, followed by Yuan soldiers chasing him, shouting to fight and kill.
"well said!"
"Are you good at martial arts?"
The man lying on the ground mustered up his last strength, stood up, hid behind Shen Teng, and held his waist: "Master Shen, these Yuan soldiers will never dare to be your enemy..."
Wang Baoqiang was dumbfounded when he saw a group of common people from different religions and professions, wearing various clothes and ranging in height, short, fat, and thin, gathered around him. How could he teach this? Did he teach well
Not to mention incense money, most sects have it, and they also do business. For example, Caobang is in the waterway business, and many sects have side jobs to make money.
In addition to doubts, there are also people who are secretly pushing back. Wang Baoqiang is in crisis. This is the first division mission he has received. How could he fail
This man stood up and was at least two meters tall. He, Wang Baoqiang, was only 160cm tall!
"The most outstanding disciple of the third generation of Wudang Sect?"
"So you are Shen Qingshu!"
It is impossible to avoid this kind of forced plot. Before Shen Teng could react, Yuan Bing was chasing him. He could only watch the injured crawling to Shen Teng's feet. Yuan Bing did not dare to get close and could only do what he said. hehe.
Wang Baoqiang seemed to sense the malice of this group of people. Their eyes were filled with suspicion and dissatisfaction. Some took the lead and started questioning one after another.
Wang Baoqiang is an honest kid, but no matter how honest he is, he can't stand the tossing of the production team. He is as funny as ever.
"Liar! Refund the money! They said they would invite the strongest abbot to teach us, but instead a short, thin and unknown person came!"
hiss…
The protection fees are not very high, but the emphasis is on long-term success. A dozen or so stores don’t charge much, so we are still far away from getting a second pass.
"What are you doing? What do you want to do?"
Many onlookers didn't mind the excitement and cheered from a distance.
Shen Qingshu walked out of Wudang Mountain and came to Jianghu City to patrol his territory in the Wudang area. His goal was to collect 2 thousand dollars in protection fees in half a day!