Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

Chapter 15 Gathering and parting are predestined

Cheng the Blind was originally thinking of using some excuse to give Gu Qianbei a few more pointers so that he could completely master the Dislocation Hand technique.

It now seems completely unnecessary.

Such terrifying martial arts talent raised Cheng the Blind Man's opinion of Gu Qianbei to a whole new level.

If this kid meets a good master, his future achievements will be limitless.

Gu Qianbei was also very grateful at this moment.

The two had only just met, yet the other was willing to impart all his famous skills to him, which shows his magnanimity.

Perhaps this is the nature of the martial arts world.

Once you open your heart to someone, even if you've just met, you can entrust your life to them.

Just like Qiao Feng and Duan Yu, they became sworn brothers after only having a drink together, and could share life and death on Shaoshi Mountain.

This was just a casual acquaintance formed over drinks, and besides, Gu Qianbei and Blind Cheng had just gone through a life-or-death battle.

Perhaps this is the charm of the martial arts world.

This is also why Gu Qianbei yearns for the martial arts world.

Intrigue and deception exist everywhere, but the charm of this kind of江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) is hard to find elsewhere.

That night, Gu Qianbei and Blind Cheng drank and chatted happily.

When the blind man recounted his past, he was suddenly stirred by a mix of old passions and sorrows, but in the end, all of that faded into silence, culminating in a drunken stupor.

"Worldly affairs are like tides, and people are like water; it's a pity that so few return from the world of martial arts."

Gu Qianbei smiled and shook his head, activating the Nine Heavens Wine Transformation Technique to transform all the alcohol in his body into internal energy, which he then channeled into his dantian.

Alcohol can intoxicate, but he only likes to be slightly tipsy; he doesn't like to get so drunk that he dies like Cheng the Blind Man.

the next day.

The blind man shook his somewhat dazed head and slowly woke up.

"I really drank quite a bit last night. I haven't been this drunk in years."

The blind man sighed and slowly got up.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind breaking in the courtyard.

That was the powerful gust of wind generated by a martial artist.

In the courtyard, Gu Qianbei was practicing the bone-dislocating hand technique she had just learned the night before.

His movements were much more fluid than last night, almost reaching the level of a blind man.

Upon hearing this voice, the blind man was startled.

"This kid is a real monster."

Upon hearing the sound of Cheng the Blind Man waking up, Gu Qianbei immediately stopped and looked over.

"Awake? Want to come and practice your skills?"

"Alright, let me see what level you've reached after cultivating all morning. Don't worry, I'll fight you with my ninth-grade cultivation level, I won't take advantage of you."

The blind man walked into the courtyard, and the two stood facing each other.

A gentle breeze swept through the courtyard, and Gu Qianbei and the blind man's figures simultaneously sank, then they pushed off with their feet and rushed straight towards each other!

Cheng the Blind Man stretched out his right hand, channeling his strength into his fingers, which instantly became as hard as iron, gripping Gu Qianbei's right wrist tightly.

Seeing this, Gu Qianbei flipped his wrist and, like silk wrapped around iron, launched a counterattack on Cheng Xiazi's arm, wrapping it around his forearm and hooking his fingertips into the gap of the ulna bone, instantly reversing the offensive and defensive positions!

This move is a brilliant counter-grappling technique!

Cheng the Blind immediately blocked with his left arm, his elbow striking Gu Qianbei's ribs, while his right hand changed from a clumsy grip to a grab, striking the opponent's shoulder bone.

Gu Qianbei moved, sidestepped and slid, shaking off the blind man's right claw, then used his left hand to grab the blind man's thigh.

Cheng the Blind Man struck down with his left hand, his finger force piercing the wind, colliding with Gu Qianbei's left hand.

Their hands collided, the two forces clashing violently, their clothes fluttering, and both of them took a step back.

The blind man attacked again, his hands moving in a series of swift, unpredictable moves: grabbing, twisting, locking, and contorting, each strike aimed at the joints and bones. The force was heavy and powerful; if a single strike or misstep landed, bones would break and tendons would snap instantly!

But Gu Qianbei didn't give him that chance.

He used a variety of techniques, including wrapping, circling, deflecting, and flicking, to counter the blind man's attacks by leveraging his momentum and adapting to each move.

Between offense and defense, the two moved at lightning speed, their four hands flying across the small space, leaving afterimages and howling winds.

boom!

After another heavy blow, the two men were both pouncing like tigers, their hands clasped tightly together, their eyes locked.

This moment turned into a contest of power.

A terrifying power erupted from their arms, their muscles bulged slightly, and the floor beneath their feet was shattered by their bare feet.

Suddenly, as if by some unspoken understanding, the two simultaneously withdrew their strength and each took a step back.

"Hahaha! You're really something! You've actually mastered the art of dislocating bones to this level in just one night."

The blind man laughed heartily, his laughter containing both relief and shock.

"You're the best teacher."

"Don't flatter me, I'm not that kind of shameless person. If you want to thank me, just give me a couple more jars of wine."

"Sure thing. From now on, whenever you pass through Qixia Town, I'll cover all the drinks you want."

"That's more like it."

After breakfast, Blind Cheng left with two gourds of wine.

He was originally a ghostwriter in the martial arts world, destined to wander the land for his entire life, and naturally would not stay in one place for long.

After leaving behind the words "May we meet again in the martial world," the blind man led his old horse and slowly disappeared from Gu Qianbei's sight.

"This is the world of martial arts. Parting and reunion are beyond our control, and meeting is fate."

Gu Qianbei smiled, casting aside the sorrow of parting.

With nothing else to do, Gu Qianbei brewed a few more jars of Dragon Tiger Wine for later use.

The wine has been selling well at Tongfu Inn lately, and he himself has drunk some. A large jar of wine is almost empty, so he naturally wants to increase production.

This is also a long-term collaboration with Tongfu Inn.

"Young Master Gu, are you there?"

Gu Qianbei, who was brewing wine in the courtyard, heard this sound and couldn't help but look up at the entrance of the tavern.

It turned out that Xiao Zhao had come in carrying a basket of fish.

"Xiao Zhao? What brings you here?"

Gu Qianbei was both surprised and delighted, and got up to walk to the door.

"After drinking your wine, my father's injuries healed extremely quickly. He went fishing early this morning. These are the two biggest and fattest fish that my father asked me to bring over."

As Xiao Zhao spoke, she handed the basket to Gu Qianbei.

"Uncle Ge is too kind. It's just some wine, yet you made a special trip to thank me."

"These are just two fish, I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, how could I mind? I didn't know what to eat for lunch anyway, so I had this fish soup."

Seeing that Xiao Zhao had said so, Gu Qianbei immediately accepted the fish.

Xiao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, a sweet feeling rising in her heart, while her eyes darted around the tavern.

Qianchou Si was not as big as Tongfu Inn. In front was a large lobby of less than ten square meters, and in the back was a small courtyard for living.

This is also why Gu Qianbei was able to buy it for just a few dozen taels of silver.

For Gu Qianbei, he didn't expect the tavern to make much money; it was mainly used for brewing wine and living.

He then planned to dig a cellar to store the wine he brewed.

"Young master, were you brewing wine just now?"

Xiao Zhao asked curiously.

"Yes. It's the Dragon Tiger Wine I gave you before. It's been selling well lately, so I'm planning to brew more."

Oh, and you can take two more gourds with you later.

This wine has a health-strengthening effect on older people; even without illness or injury, they can drink some every day.

"OK."