These old people have known each other for a lifetime. Although there were conflicts and misunderstandings during this period, all the unhappy things disappeared with the wind and rain.

The only thing that remains unchanged is Taoist Priest Yiran's status among these people.

1 Ran Lao Tao has never married and has no children, so the other old brothers all agree that he has never been selfish.

In addition, the old Taoist priest was the most capable, so gradually everyone began to follow his lead.

Now when they heard that the big brother was angry, the tall old man and the fat old man quickly shut up.

Zhang Fugui felt in a trance that he was Linghu Chong in a martial arts novel. Many sects in the world surrounded him and demanded that he hand over the sword manual to ward off evil spirits.

At this time, he was even thinking about how wonderful these old men's faces would be if he said that he wanted to practice swordsmanship and had to commit suicide first.

"Old senior...I really don't know who you are..." What Zhang Fugui wanted to say was that he didn't expect that the other party would mobilize so many troops just for a mere sword manual.

For such a small matter, just contact Zhang Fugui privately.

Why do you need to create such a big name?

But Yi Ran, who had practiced martial arts all his life, believed that Zhang Fugui wanted to hide his secrets and was unwilling to hand over the sword manual.

So he immediately interrupted Zhang Fugui and did not let the other party finish his sentence: "Zhang Xiaoyou... I know that this kind of unreasonable request is indeed inappropriate for you, but we old guys are not doing it for ourselves. Look at us

At your age, is it still meaningful to practice any sword skills? Even if it is meaningful, can we still practice it? The reason why I hope you hand over the sword manual is because I want to use the official organization of the Wushu Association to spread the sword skills that are lost in the world and are about to be out of print.

The martial arts are unified together, times have changed, and our brains must also change. Working behind closed doors will only go downhill. Only by learning together can we develop this culture. Zhang Xiaoyou, I am old and don’t have many days to live.

Well, the kung fu that our ancestor gave us back then, due to various reasons, is not much left. I want to leave something for the children, so that even if I die in the future, when I see my master, I can at least be strong.

I would like to say hello to the old man."

1 Taoist priest Ran spoke with emotion, and Zhang Fugui's eyes were filled with tears as he listened.

No wonder he is the president of the Wushu Association. Even with his vision and mentality, he cannot compare with me.

After understanding the other party's intentions, Zhang Fugui, even if he did not ask Li Bai in advance, still promised to Taoist Priest Yiran: "Old sir, listen to what you have to say... what you have to say, I have learned a lesson from you, today."

When I go back tonight, I will ask someone to sort out the information and ensure that the entire set of swords is handed over to you completely."

"Zhang Xiaoyou... Well done, I said you young people won't be too conservative. Don't worry, I won't take your things for nothing. When I get back, I will apply for admission to the Wushu Association for your Red Star security team... It's a pity.

You are a security team, and some of your names are unfair, but by then we will all be one family, and I will definitely find a way." The old Taoist reciprocated the favor, implying that he would definitely take care of Zhang Fugui in the future.

When the other old men saw that Taoist Yiran and Zhang Fugui had reached an agreement, they all stopped serving. Before Zhang Fugui could speak, they greeted each other: "Eat, eat, the food is cold."

“The steamed fish is really good.”

“The sea cucumber is cooked so well!”

Zhang Fugui glanced at the dining table, suddenly remembered something, and then said to Taoist Master Yi Ran: "Old senior, I have one more thing to tell you, I have a good brother, that is...

To use an old saying, it is the courage to be unstoppable. The 82-pound sword in his hand is like a feather duster. Watching him wield the sword every morning, it is no exaggeration to say that when the sword dances, it is like splashing water.

If he doesn’t go in, when he comes back another day, I’ll ask him to keep his sword skills?”

Taoist Master 1 Ran heard Zhang Fugui's description, and the more he listened, the more surprised he became. When he heard Zhang Fugui said that he wanted Mr. 2 to keep the sword skills and eventually transfer them to him, he immediately held Zhang Fugui's hand and replied: "

Fugui, actually, old man, I am superficial. What happened to the security team? The security team also protects the safety of ordinary people. This is consistent with the concept of martial arts. As the leader of the martial arts association, I think we can hold a meeting tonight.

Let’s discuss this matter and I’ll give you an answer in the next two days, waiting for my good news.”

1 Taoist priest Ran felt that with Zhang Fugui’s martial arts skills, it would definitely be an eye-opener for him to be able to praise this person so highly.

"Old senior, we are not in a hurry about the martial arts association. I just have a question to ask you. I know a set of team formations practiced by people who served in the army in ancient times. When practicing this formation, it is said that on the battlefield

You can fight ten against a hundred... Of course, from the current perspective, this is not possible. What I want to say is that I can also sort out a formation like this..." Zhang Fugui was referring to Anxi

It was a formation that the veterans of the Duhu Mansion usually practiced. Both Cao Cao and Mr. Cao spoke highly of the level of this formation, but Zhang Fugui just didn't know if it had anything to do with martial arts.

"Commander Yue has the military formation, and the north resists the Jurchens. General Qi has the military formation, and it is difficult to resist the Japanese pirates... Can you really find such a lost good thing?" 1 Ran Laodao excitedly held Zhang Fugui's hand.

hand.

"Yes!" Zhang Fugui immediately replied affirmatively after hearing what Yi Ran meant. This formation still has some value.

"Fugui, I am the president of the Wushu Association. I think those who can make great contributions to the Wushu Association should receive special treatment, so I will directly announce at the meeting tonight that your security team will be absorbed into the Wushu Association..."

."After getting Zhang Fugui's promise, Old Ran immediately changed his promise again.

"It's not urgent...I still have something to do..."

"What else?" The shock in Lao Ran's eyes has turned into horror, because he doesn't know what kind of chips he should use to reward Zhang Fugui.

"I know an old man who knows a set of five animal plays. I will ask him to summarize the original set and then send it to you together..." Zhang Fugui thought carefully.

I think that Mr. Hua Tuo cannot be idle either.

1 When the old Taoist priest heard this, he sat directly on the chair.

After a long silence, he said apologetically to Zhang Fugui: "Fugui... you are still young... If I push you to a too high position at this time, even if we brothers have no objection...

·But there are still people who have ideas, how about... how about you wait two years?"

Good guy, it turns out that the old Taoist priest Zhang Fugui thinks that what he said is true, and he has reached the point where his merits are unqualified.

"I don't mean anything by saying this. Didn't you educate me just now? I want to learn from you." Zhang Fugui said politely.

"Good...good...good." 1 Ran Laodao said three good words in a row.
Chapter completed!