Looking for Money

Li Bubai traveled to the world of martial arts for eighteen years, and his greatest achievement was to have the whole village beat gongs, drums and set off firecrackers to send him off to practice. He has no spiritual root, no golden finger, only a broken piece of copper brought from the old ancestral hall at the entrance of the village. Until he accidentally discovered that any martial arts secret book can be reproduced after reading it once; any internal skill and mental method can be cracked after one fight. Since then, there has been a "martial arts locust" in the entire world. Shaolin's seventy-two stunts? Just look at it. Wudang Zhenwu swordsmanship? You'll understand once you've done it. You use your special skills to beat me, and I use your special skills to beat you, and make me stronger than you. When he was surrounded and suppressed, the leader of the Righteous Path asked sternly: "You devil, how many martial arts in the world have you secretly learned?" Li Bubai counted on his fingers, scratched his head and smiled: "Not many, three thousand seven hundred kinds." The whole martial arts world went crazy. However, when he stood at the top of the martial arts world and thought this was the end, a crack opened in the sky above his head. From that crack, an old and majestic voice came: "Mortals in the lower realm dare to pry into the immortal way?" Li Bubai looked up at the sky, then looked down at the buzzing piece of copper in his arms. On the copper plate, a voice that had been silent for eternity was slowly waking up. "The first level of the Wanxiang Taoist Platform - you can get a glimpse of immortality." Li Bubai grinned, put the copper piece in his arms, and raised his middle finger to the crack: "Friends above, get ready - I'm here to steal your magic."