Chapter - 221 Scriptures of the (13) (1/2)
”Big Brother,” Guo Jing said, ”That was because you are so fascinated with martial art.”
”That goes without saying,” Zhou Botong smiled. ”Those who practice martial art have an endless pleasure. Common people are just so foolish; some loves to study to become government officials; some love gold or exquisite jewels; some loves beautiful women; but those who find pleasure in martial arts, wouldn't those people be able to do much more in time of emergency?”
”Little Brother has practiced a little bit of shallow martial art, but I have not yet learned to have an endless pleasure from it,” Guo Jing said.
Zhou Botong sighed. ”Silly kid, silly kid; then why did you practice martial art?” he asked.
”Masters wanted me to practice, I practiced,” Guo Jing replied.
Zhou Botong shook his head. ”You are really dumb,” he said. ”I am telling you: a man may not like to eat his food; he may not love his own life, but he cannot not practice martial art.”
Guo Jing replied while thinking in his heart, ”This Brother of mine is really addicted to martial arts that he acted this crazy,” he said, ”I noticed the Twin Killers of the Dark Wind practiced the martial art of Nine Yin Manual, it was completely evil. That one is absolutely cannot be practiced.”
Zhou Botong shook his head. ”Those Twin Killers of the Dark Wind did not train correctly. The Nine Yin Manual is upright and honest, how could it be evil?”
Guo Jing had seen Mei Chaofeng's martial art with his own eyes, so he did not believe what he heard.
Zhou Botong asked, ”Where were we on the story?”
”You talked about the heroes of the world fighting over the Nine Yin Manual,” replied Guo Jing.
”That's right!” Zhou Botong said. ”Afterwards the trouble getting bigger and more complicated that the like of Quan Zhen Sect's Sect Leader, Peach Blossom Island Master Old Heretic Huang and Beggar Clan's Clan Leader Hong had to intervene. These five people agreed to meet at Mount Hua and have a contest. Whoever possessed the highest martial art skill would get the book.”
”And the book fell into your martial brother's hand,” Guo Jing said.
Zhou Botong's eyes were lit. ”That's right! My martial brother Wang and I were good friends; he had not become a priest when we became good friends; later on he taught me martial art. He said I practiced martial art like crazy and too determined; did not go well with the Taoism way to seek peace and perfection. That was the reason although my martial art is from Quan Zhen, but my martial brother did not let me to become a Taoist priest. That was precisely what I expected. Among my martial brother's disciples, Qiu Chuji was the one with the highest martial art skill. My martial brother did not like it, he said Qiu devoted too much time practicing martial art and neglected to cultivate the Taoist faith. He said that whoever wanted to practice martial art must do so diligently; while those who entered Taoist way must do so with a simple heart. Those two did not go together very well. Ma Yu had inherited my martial brother's Taoist faith, but his martial art is actually inferior to Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi.”
”That Quan Zhen Sect's Master Wang, how did he become both a Taoist saint and a martial art master?” Guo Jing asked.