Jianghu Rules
In the next few days, Huang Cheng had been resting. He went shopping every day and bought some necessary supplies. All the furniture in the house was complete.
After all, he needed some time to rest after returning from the grasslands. Every morning, he would wake up to do morning classes and recite some Daoist scriptures, such as the Tao Te Ching.
In his previous life, when he was watching the TV series, the Shaolin Temple's 72 ultimate skills corresponded to the Buddhist scriptures. Naturally, the Taoist Kungfu should be the same.
All this while, Li Zhichang had not forgotten the role of the Daoist scripture. He taught Li Huai five words every day. Anyway, he could not do anything now. He taught him cooking, reading, and some outer sect martial arts every day.
Li Huai was not stupid. He was at least five times smarter than Guo Jing. He knew that this was a good opportunity to change his life, so he did not dare to slack off.
The effort he put in was visible to the naked eye. Li Zhichang taught him five words every day. When he walked, he repeatedly memorized them in his mind.
Learning to read was difficult in the beginning, but after learning a few hundred words, it became much easier.
Besides, Li Zhichang did not treat Li Huai unfairly. After all, after joining Quan Zhen Sect, he would only be an outer sect disciple and not his servant. When the time came, they would be addressing each other as fellow disciples.
Therefore, he gave him a lot of pocket money to use as his private stash. Money was a person's courage. Money could change a person's temperament. Li Huai now gave people the feeling that he was a servant of a noble. In the future, when he had money, he would slowly change.
On the other side, Li Zhichang did not know that he had provoked a big problem.
The person who had fought him before was a Branch Leader of the Majestic Capital, and he was also a six-bag disciple.
But he was a member of the upper echelons. The highest ranking person in the entire Great Capital was the Chief, Elder Seven Bags.
He was a Branch Leader of Six Sacks, so he was naturally a higher-up. After all, Beggar's Sect had a problem.
Of course, this was referring to the dirty clothes sect, but the clean clothes sect was much better.
During the Northern Song Dynasty, the Beggar's Sect had established a great reputation in the Jianghu. Therefore, there were many people in the Jianghu who secretly relied on the Beggar's Sect. After they joined the Beggar's Sect, they naturally would not beg for food.
Beggar's Sect did not require disciples to beg for food, so over time, two factions, the Pure Clothes Sect and the Dirty Clothes Sect, were formed.
When Hong Qigong's master first took office, it had already taken shape. By the time Hong Qigong took office as the sect master, the Pure Clothes Sect had already grown to the point where it could stand side by side with the Filthy Clothes Sect.
Moreover, both sides were not on good terms with each other. In order to balance things out, Seventh Duke Hong wore the begging clothes of the Dirty Clothes Sect for one year and clean clothes for another year to show fairness.
The Branch Leader of Six Bags, who was fighting Li Zhichang, had internal injuries. He was a beggar and could not read many words. Unless someone was watching him every day when he was learning internal energy, there was a possibility that he would make mistakes.
In addition, martial artists also consumed a lot of energy. In the beginning, he was only a one-bag disciple and a two-bag disciple. He begged on the streets and was hungry. How could he have sufficient nutrition?
This left behind a lot of internal injuries. After the last fight, his injuries were not light. In addition, unfortunately, his internal injuries had relapsed. He did not have the money to see a doctor, so it was awkward.
In a run-down temple, the old beggar died of a serious illness. It had been less than three days since the conflict.
When the higher-ups passed away, Beggar's Sect Leader Tian Changshan came to offer his condolences. When he heard that he had fought with someone and died from injuries, he was furious.
Beggar's Sect was known as the world's largest sect! Their own elder was actually beaten to death. How could they tolerate this?
Moreover, it was a golden dog. The other party did not kill him, poison him, or use any underhanded methods.
Therefore, he was prepared to use the rules of the martial world to resolve this matter.
The person in charge of Beggar's Sect in Dadu was this Seven Bags Elder, Tian Changshan. His martial arts were not weak either, and he was about the same level as Ke Zhenge.
He immediately got someone to keep an eye on Li Zhichang's every move. Li Zhichang had been out for the past few days and found that someone was watching him. He secretly checked and found that it was actually someone from Beggar's Sect.
He realized that his house was also being watched and was a little angry. Was Beggar's Sect targeting him?
He did not care. In any case, there was no conflict. In a few days, he would go to the Zhao King's residence to investigate. These people who were staring at him would not be able to discover him.
However, a few days later, Beggar's Sect actually sent a Five Sacks Deacon to deliver a letter of challenge.
This was the first time Li Zhichang had received such a challenge. To be precise, it was a challenge invitation.
The person's tone was unfriendly as he said to Li Zhichang," Young hero, you relied on your martial arts to severely injure an elder of our sect and died. Our Beggar's Sect Leader Tian invites you to go to the Mountain God Temple outside the city in fifteen days to resolve this matter."
Young hero, if you want to find someone to help you, please do it as soon as possible. If you have any objections, you can come to the door and report to my Beggar's Sect disciples.”
Li Zhichang was dumbfounded. He didn't kill him at all. Why did he die? There couldn't be a problem, right?
"Hmph, are you trying to frame me? I didn't even use my full strength. How could I die..."
The five bags of deacons said," Don't quibble. You didn't kill me. Are you mocking me for not allowing Beggar's Sect members to fight?
Hmph, don't quibble. Our Chief will naturally discuss this with you.
Also, call your Quan Zhen Sect elders. Beggar's Sect will not tolerate this.”
Since Li Zhichang had already introduced himself, Beggar's Sect would naturally investigate. There were also people from Dao Sect and secular disciples in the capital. These were Quan Zhen Sect's spies.
Beggar's Sect went to ask the Quan Zhen Sect if anyone had entered the city. They also questioned them because no one from the Quan Zhen Sect said that anyone had entered the city.
After being denied, Beggar's Sect thought that this person was most likely a fake and did not expose him. They were prepared to call Quan Zhen Sect along when the day came to settle the grudge.
Impersonating the Quan Zhen Sect was also a matter that did not follow the rules of the game.
"There's no need. I think I can solve it myself!”
Li Zhichang felt that it was better to forget about it. Qiu Chuji was the only elder here. With his temper, it was better not to come here. If he came, things would be even worse.
"Hmph, are you afraid? Let's not talk about it anymore. See you then!”The five bags deacon was afraid that Li Zhichang would run away, so he left without saying anything else.
On Quan Zhen Sect's side, they felt that someone was impersonating them and felt offended, so they immediately reported it.
Because Qiu Chuji happened to be in Dadu, the news reached Qiu Chuji.
"Who dares to impersonate a member of Quan Zhen Sect? Humph, is my Quanzhen Sword Technique really at a disadvantage?”
Qiu Chuji was furious. He had a hot temper and wanted to kill this person in advance, but because it involved the grudge of Beggar's Sect, he would wait until that day.
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