Li Ping'an didn't know Zhigang's martial arts realm. He didn't tell anyone, so it was hard to ask him.

"At least it's bone tempering, maybe even higher!"

This is not a random speculation. Zhigang insulted Buddhism in the world and claimed to be a Buddha. He is still very powerful without missing any arms or legs.

The abbot is petty, and he doesn't just say it casually.

Song Tixing's cultivation level is several levels higher than Zhigang's. Looking at his light figure, it's hard to believe.

"Master, Master Song is only a ninth-grade official. Could it be that you have misunderstood?"

"The poor monk who practices the art of hope will never be mistaken!"

Zhigang looked towards the direction of the palace and said quietly: "Dagan has been passed down for thousands of years, and the water is very deep. Do you really think that just anyone can rise and fall?"

Li Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Buddhists also know how to read Qi?"

Zhigang suddenly blushed and argued: "The Taoist sect is the mortal enemy of our Buddha. The poor monk learned the art of looking at the qi in order to penetrate into the enemy camp and find out the shortcomings of Niubi."

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

Zhigang kept saying difficult words, such as "five turbidities and five evils", "Bodhi", etc., which made Li Ping'an laugh out loud, and the mortuary was filled with happy air.

The next day.

Zhigang went to the Yamen to collect the accounts as usual.

Li Ping'an applied ointment and kicked his legs towards the practice pile.

After practicing for a long time, the originally mechanical and stiff leg skills have become somewhat agile, especially the two moves of springing the legs and kicking are the best.

The former is used for initial explosion, and the latter is used for transfer over the wall.

Li Ping'an kept in mind his original intention of practicing martial arts. The first priority was running, the second was defense, and the last was fighting.

"We just want to live in peace!"

At noon.

Li Ping'an understood the Qi of the Big Toad and went to open the door when he heard the sound.

Mr. Liu came in, put the body down, and took out a red invitation from his chest.

"In a few days, Qingshan will become a disciple and there will be a banquet at the Golden Sword Martial Arts Hall. Remember to go to the banquet if you are safe."

Li Ping'an took the invitation and opened it and it said, "On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Qingshan will become his disciple, Golden Sword Hero. Please prepare some wine, please come."

"Congratulations to Mr. Liu, Brother Qingshan finally got what he wanted. I will definitely give him a big gift when the time comes."

The two families live in the same city and both work in the underworld business. Grandpa and Sixth Master are old friends, so the two children of similar age naturally have a very good relationship.

Wang Qingshan is three years older than his elder brother, and Li Ping'an is three years younger than his younger brother.

Because the vulgar business was frowned upon by others, the two were ostracized and bullied by their peers since childhood, and they often got into fights over this matter.

The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, and most of the time we are the ones getting beaten.

Wang Qingshan vowed more than once when he was a child that he would practice martial arts to become stronger and never be bullied again!

There was not much joy on Mr. Liu's face, and he sighed and said: "Qingshan has been stubborn since he was a child and insists on hanging out with people in the world. How can we, ordinary people, live like this?"

There is a seemingly non-existent barrier between Daqian's Jianghu and the common people, who envy and despise each other.

One thinks that the common people are weak and can be bullied, do not have enough food and clothing, and live worse than dogs.

One believes that there is no production in the world, and there are dangers everywhere, such as living today and dying tomorrow, which is nothing compared to a peaceful and stable life.

Li Ping'an comforted him: "Sixth Master, don't worry. The Golden Blade Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years, and its strength ranks among the top three in the capital. When I see Brother Qingshan in the future, I will have to call him Senior Brother."

"What's a hundred years?"

Mr. Liu glared: "My great-grandfather has been carrying corpses in the capital for more than two hundred years. He has collected the corpses of countless heroes."

"If you have an iron job and don't behave properly, you have to join the gangsters!"

Mr. Liu talked a lot and was very dissatisfied with his grandson's actions.

In short, living in the world is not a serious business!

"It's really good to be safe and sound."

Li Ping'an agreed with this, but he didn't think it was wrong to join the world of martial arts. If he hadn't obtained Jian Muchhi, he would have fought in the world of martial arts.

How many men dream of being heroic in the world, wielding a sword to the end of the world!

evening.

Zhigang came back dejectedly, sat down and drank three bowls of wine before dissipating the anger in his heart.

Li Ping'an asked: "Is things not going well in the Yamen?"

Zhigang said helplessly: "The poor monk took the autopsy document to the Ministry of Punishment, and waited until evening to get it stamped. When he went to the Ministry of Household Affairs to collect the money, he was rejected, saying that two documents were required for reward and pension."

"You can always find a reason for deliberately making things difficult."

Li Ping'an had already expected this, and also knew that Zhigang would encounter a series of "irregularities" in the future.

The subordinate staff in the capital are generally divided into several circles, such as the clerk circle, the jailer circle, the government servant circle, etc. Among them, the clerk is the right-hand man of the official and is located at the top of the subordinate staff.

The clerk of the Ministry of Punishment asked Zhigang for a bribe to no avail, and he was already dissatisfied.

Ordinary people are reluctant to part with money, and they will bend down and say a few nice words to engage in emotional bribery.

After making the scribe happy, he might just do it innocently, at least he won't deliberately cause harm again.

However, Zhigang doesn't take money, and he doesn't flatter anyone. He is like a conspicuous person who doesn't fit in with the crowd, just for showing off his prestige.

As long as the circle of scribes is ventilated, Zhigang can't get anything done.

When other people in the world saw it, even the mad monk Zhigang had no choice but to obediently offer him money.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

After listening to Li Ping'an's story, Zhigang raised one hand in front of his chest and chanted the Buddha's name. With the other hand, he grabbed the wine bowl and squeezed it into fine ash.

…

The next few days.

Zhi Kong has indeed encountered various difficulties.

After running away from the Ministry of Punishment, he went to the Ministry of Household Affairs. After running away from the Ministry of Household Affairs, he went to Dali Temple. Then Dali Temple passed the blame to the Ministry of Punishment and ran again.

Zhi Gang is stubborn and stubborn. Even though he knows that others are in trouble, he still runs to the Yamen every day.

Meditating and chanting sutras, the poor monk just stayed at the door and refused to leave!

The yamen officials couldn't get away even after being bombarded and beaten again and again, so they could only let Zhigang sit in silence.

The Punishment Department's Yamen is located in Yongxingfang, and any big news spreads quickly, let alone anyone who dares to confront the court.

When Li Ping'an was eating on the street, he heard people talking about the fact that there was a great monk reading palms for free at the entrance of the Penal Department Yamen.

"How many different skills does this guy know?"

The peaceful days passed quickly.

It's mid-month in a blink of an eye.

At noon.

Li Ping'an closed the door and locked it, and came to the Golden Sword Martial Arts Hall. UU read books www.uukanshu． net

The street at the entrance was paved with a red carpet, and two rows of sword-wielding men stood to welcome guests. Every time a knight-errant came, they called him out in unison.

"We sincerely welcome Liu Daxia, the master of swordsmanship!"

"Congratulations to the great hero Zhou of the Life-threatening Gun!"

"Welcome to the White Crane Master Xuanyu..."

Such a grand event is extremely rare in the capital.

Li Ping'an was an unknown person, so he was not qualified to roll call. He wrote his name in the gift book and walked through the martial arts school to the Golden Knife Hall.

The lobby was temporarily converted into a banquet hall for apprenticeships. Twenty or thirty round tables were filled with wine and delicacies. As soon as you entered the door, you heard a deafening noise.

Li Ping'an glanced around and saw neighbors at the nearby tables.

Everyone sat quietly in the corner, either eating in silence or talking in low voices, which was incompatible with the shouting charlatans.

"Uncle Dong, Uncle Hua, Uncle Hui, Brother Can, Brother Shengwu..."

Li Ping'an walked over and greeted everyone one by one. In the eyes of the people, the coffin officer was considered a poor official, so he had a harmonious relationship with his neighbors.

"Xiao Anzi is here, sit down and drink."

"Lao Wang's family is so prosperous, this arrogance is awesome..."

"It doesn't matter whose apprentice Qingshan is, Golden Sword Man is famous in the world!"

"Do you think Qingshan will be the sect leader in the future?"

"Why does Uncle Six collect corpses? With this background, it's better to open a few shops on the street to collect rent."

"Xiao Anzi, have you walked around Qingshan a lot in recent years?"

"..."

Everyone was talking with envy.

As a childhood playmate, Li Ping'an also took advantage of it, and many people came to inquire.

When I heard that the two of them had not contacted each other for several years and their relationship was not as close as before, I repeatedly regretted that Li Ping'an failed to seize the opportunity.