Water Margin: Performing Martial Arts in a Dream, I Became a Martial Arts Saint in the Song Dynasty

[Not without brains][Water Margin][Policy][Struggle for hegemony][Original style] At the foot of Shaohua Mountain, as soon as Qin Yue opened his eyes, he ran into a night battle. His father who was doing inspection was surrounded and killed. Before he died, he only had time to give him an oilcloth bag. Qin Yue also almost died at the bottom of the river. After waking up, a black tablet would always appear in Qin Yue's dream. Black Monument Martial Arts, the fists, feet, swords and spears that you have seen during the day can be practiced countless times in front of the monument after falling asleep. Others who have practiced hard for ten years may not be able to gain access to the palace. He got started in one night and mastered it in several nights. With guns, sticks, swords, fists, feet, bows and horses, and all kinds of martial arts, he will be the best in the world. At this time, Lin Chong had not strayed into the White Tiger Hall, Wu Song had not yet transformed into the human Tai Sui God, and there were only a few idiots like Wang Lun, Du Qian, and Song Wan on Liangshan. If the heroes are not gathered together, the general trend will not be achieved. Since Qin Yue had saved his life, he could not live in vain. Not only did he want to find out the truth about the ambush that night and avenge the blood revenge, but he also wanted to use the shell of the decayed Song Dynasty to save the capital to settle down while the world was still in chaos. Shi Jin: "What kind of timely rain is that bird man from Songjiang? If you ask me to tell the truth, it has to be my brother!" Lu Zhishen: "The Sa family only recognizes Erlang. How about Song Gongming and Zhao Guan's family, doing the same thing as the Sa family!" At that time, in the Liangshan Juyi Hall, Wu was holding a book of flower names in his hands and frowning. "Brother, most of those heroes we have been asking about for a long time are going to Qin Erlang." Li Kui opened his strange eyes, picked up his ax and shouted: "Tieniu is going down the mountain and chops up that guy!" Song Jiang shook the wine cup in his hand, and half of the wine spilled on his clothes. After a long while, he sighed: "If you gave birth to him, Qin Erlang, why would you give birth to me, Song Gongming?"