Chapter 73: with translation of chapter title

However, no matter how they interrogated, it was still just something between him and Sister Han at night.

Seeing Guo Jing honestly confess, Niu Dingtian asked:

"How?"

"Are you willing to learn martial arts from Uncle Niu?"

"Jing'er is willing! But"

Guo Jing hurriedly expressed his stance:

"It's just that Jing'er is too stupid; no matter how he learns, he can't learn well."

However, as he spoke later, he seemed to think of something; his eyes grew dim, he drooped his head listlessly, and felt inferior again.

Niu Dingtian heard this and snorted, glanced at him, and said without modesty:

"That also depends on who teaches! Even a pig, Uncle Niu could get him started on the Way!"

At worst, just suck! But he didn't say such words out loud.

Guo Jing is not like Yang Kang; if one day he accidentally sucked dry someone's internal energy, he might even end up striking himself.

He wasn't doing it to lick anyone; since he's come here, he's decided he's that chosen one, so only others can lick him. However, a good woman like Sister Han can be licked, and he's already licked her.

"What do you most want to do?"

Seeing Uncle Niu angry, Guo Jing felt a bit uneasy, his face began to show anxiety.

His threshold isn't that low; not just anyone can enter; this counts as an entrance examination.

"Thank you, Uncle Niu!"

Both are expansive, open-and-close styles; if one can learn the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, why can't one learn the Arhat Subduing Demon Skill? Likewise, for a pure-hearted person, if Dog Brother can learn Great Hero Guo's skills, why can't one learn?

Although he thought this, the idea merely flashed through his mind; if one were to say what martial art suits Guo Jing, the Arhat Subduing Demon Skill he practices is probably unmatched by anyone else in this world.

"Hehe, Uncle Niu, please have some tea!"

After thanking him, he seemed to think of something, looked around, finally on the nearby table saw Uncle Niu's unfinished butter tea, hurried over, picked it up, and respectfully presented it to Niu Dingtian, then foolishly said:

"Jing'er, do you think Uncle Niu is formidable, or your mother is?"

Niu Dingtian waved his hand, not taking it; not out of disdain—even a dog doesn't mind its own feces, people aren't much better—he just still had a question to ask, pondered a moment, narrowed his eyes, and asked again:

"Jing'er, after you achieve success in martial arts, what do you most want to do?"

It seems his worldview hasn't solidified yet, there's still room to shape it. After pondering a moment, he softly asked Guo Jing:

"I'm really stupid! I made Uncle Niu angry again!"

Guo Jing was stunned by the question; after reacting, he blurted out:

"Defend the homeland and protect the country!"

Seeing Uncle Niu's face full of confidence, Guo Jing felt reassured, gave a simple smile, and quickly said:

"Did I say something wrong again?"

Thus he again looked dejected, lowered his head, and quietly added:

"This is all what mother taught Jing'er."

Although he is somewhat slow-witted, it's not due to lack of martial arts talent; he simply hasn't opened his mind. The true stupidity lies in his thoughts and concepts, which bind his reactions. Most importantly, his mind is pure, with far fewer worldly concerns than ordinary people.

Niu Dingtian didn't believe it; after thinking it over, he decided to give it a try.

After hearing that, Niu Dingtian suddenly understood.

Upon hearing those words, Niu Dingtian's smile froze instantly, then his old face darkened, and he stopped speaking.

"Of course Uncle Niu is formidable!"

He answered without hesitation.

Niu Dingtian was very pleased upon hearing that, and thus continued to coax:

"Uncle Niu once studied, researched the classics, and was almost a successful scholar; so Jing'er, do you think Uncle Niu's words make sense, or your mother's?"

He said this with a straight face, completely serious, without blushing or his heart racing.

"Uncle Niu's words make sense!"

After thinking, Guo Jing replied. This sounds fine; mother also respects scholars, and Uncle Niu is a scholar, so she would certainly respect him too.

"The young can be taught!"

Niu Dingtian listened, becoming even more pleased; his tone softened a bit, and he continued speaking:

"So, Jing'er, you must remember the words Uncle Niu will tell you next; never forget them!"

"Mm!"

Guo Jing's little face solemn, he nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Niu Dingtian's expression suddenly turned solemn, and he spoke in a proper voice:

"Defending the homeland and protecting the country is no problem!"

He set the tone right away, then shifted the topic and continued to add:

"But!"

"The country, certainly, is the country of all the people under heaven! If the court is dim and incompetent, yielding humiliatingly to foreign aggression, slaughtering loyal ministers and generals for its own power, ignoring the common folk!"

"Jing'er, you say! For such a country, do we still need to defend it?"

After Niu Dingtian finished speaking, his gaze burned, his eyes locked onto Guo Jing.

"Then what should we do?"

Guo Jing, asked this, felt his head go numb, and involuntarily opened his mouth, stunned.

"What should we do?"

"Since it's not worth defending, for a court lacking courage, we should of course smash it with our own hands!"

Niu Dingtian clenched his fist, waved it, making a resounding sound; then his voice low and deep, he continued speaking:

Then!

Let's build another one with eggs! When the time comes, we'll destroy the Jin State, destroy Western Xia, destroy Mongolia!

Having said that, he glanced over, saw Guo Jing staring dumbfounded, and thus continued to coax:

"Jing'er, you don't like Huazheng, do you? You also don't want her to have children with someone else in the future, right? Later, Uncle Niu will bestow her upon you!"

Hearing this, Guo Jing's little face instantly flushed red; he hurriedly waved his hands, stammering in his defense:

"Uncle Niu! No-no, it's not true! Jing'er doesn't, doesn't, doesn't like her!"

He had only sworn brotherhood with Tuolei Anda for less than two years, and he also liked to get close to the beautiful Princess Huazheng; upon being struck at his heart's thought, he began to panic.

"You like her? Fine! It's decided then!"

Niu Dingtian glanced at Guo Jing, then directly made the decision.

"Uncle Niu! No! No!"

"Alright! Now I'll teach you martial arts!"

Guo Jing still wanted to continue explaining, but Niu Dingtian put on a stern face, raised his hand to stop him.

Afterwards, he thought of something else, his eyes flashed, and he again instructed:

"However, Jing'er, you must remember what Uncle Niu told you today and can tell your mother!"

Upon hearing that, Guo Jing instantly forgot his embarrassment, his face showing some doubt; before he could voice his question, Niu Dingtian cleared his throat twice and spoke:

"Cough cough."

"Jing'er, your mother has never read a book; there are some principles she doesn't understand; if you tell her, she'll find it hard to grasp right away, ultimately just adding worries and making her anxious and fearful."

"You don't want your mother to worry and fear for you in the future, do you?"

Upon hearing that, Guo Jing's heart tightened; he certainly didn't want his mother to worry, so he earnestly replied:

"Uncle Niu, Jing'er understands!"

"Good! Then Uncle Niu will now begin teaching you peerless martial arts!"

Having said that, he directly unfolded a piece of cowhide paper on the table, then bent over, picked up a stick of charcoal, stood up, and with a wave of his hand, four Arhat images appeared on the paper.

(End of chapter)