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Chapter 46 Opportunity to enter
He had no idea that Xue Daoyong had received a secret letter from the capital, nor did he know that Zhangsun Wuchou had written a secret letter and delivered it to the Duke clan outside the Great Wall. From Li Guanyi's perspective, he could only feel more and more the oppression of the impending storm.

The Donglu School of Astrology and the Yin-Yang School are the top three in charge of destiny.

A subordinate of the Duke of Yingguoguanwai.

The Xue family settled outside the Great Wall.

When changes occur in the world, the heroes lie dormant, like rain clouds moving over a vast lake, with muffled thunder.

Although he didn't say anything, Li Guanyi felt the importance of power more and more. He was more and more eager to enter the country and reach the level that seemed extremely special among all the schools and factions. Ever since Changsun Wuchou came here, Xue Daoyong seemed to be worried and pondered a lot.

Li Guanyi practiced more and more diligently in the secret realm, and every time he came back, he could be easily found by Sima Ming.

when!
The chopsticks hit the table, making a crisp sound.

[Si Ming] was sitting on a stool, right next to Li Guanyi, with a giant black turtle lying quietly beside him.

This was the tavern where the old shopkeeper of Huichuntang had taken Li Guanyi to dinner. Siming also liked places like this. He held a glass of wine that cost one penny, sipped it slowly, looked outside, and said, "There are clouds in the sky. It looks like little friend Zu is coming soon..."

"Big changes are coming."

Li Guanyi remembered that when Changsun Wuchou came a few days ago, this old man Siming came up to him and told him that a gentleman named Zu was coming. Li Guanyi asked what he was coming for, but the old man smiled and pointed in the direction of Jiangzhou City and said, "He is coming to stir up this stagnant pool."

It was Black Turtle’s explanation that Li Guanyi roughly understood.

That Master Zu was a master of mathematics. He went to Jiangzhou City to rescue General Yue.

[Si Ming] was holding a glass of strong liquor, which was made from the root of a certain plant. It only had a strong smell that burned the throat, but did not have an intoxicating aroma. It was a favorite of men who did heavy physical work, as they wanted the pleasure of having this liquor scrape their throats like a knife.

The old man swallowed a mouthful of wine and smacked his lips. It seemed to taste better than the wine at the imperial palace ceremony. He shook his head, looked at the young man over there, and said with a smile: "You are thinking about entering the country, and you want to enter the country at the highest level. The military school is the holy body of a hundred battles, the Taoist school is the innate Taoist fetus, and the Buddhist school is reincarnation."

"Confucianism seeks the man of destiny, while Mohism emphasizes benevolence and righteousness."

"In my opinion, the key is not only to fight, but also to adapt to the right time, place and people."

Li Guanyi: "What is the right time and right place?"

Siming smiled and pointed at the sky outside. The clouds were very thick. He said, "Can't you feel it yourself? Look through the history books. Every time there is troubled times, there must be a great talent born, just like the rolling waves of the river, so that the dragon can take advantage of the situation and fly."

"Now, the small Guanyi City is a gathering point for the world's great forces."

"It's not the biggest, but it's not small either."

"The State of Chen will hold a grand ceremony to honor its ancestors in two months."

“And such a sacrifice requires a [Master of Yin and Yang] like me, and also requires a master of arithmetic, among whom Zu Xiaoyou is the strongest of the contemporary generation… When such a person enters Jiangzhou, he may be able to persuade the Emperor of Chen to change certain decisions.”

"And Zu Xiaoyou's deduction skills are enough to break the formation that imprisoned General Yue..."

"They hope to stop him from entering the capital at all costs."

"Besides, I'm afraid he has already been assassinated."

Assassination.

Li Guanyi said: "Senior, is it safe now that we have arrived at Guanyi City?"

Siming said drunkenly, "So we need to accumulate momentum here, hold a celebrity gathering that will attract the world's attention, and then let Zu Xiaoyou enter the eyes of the world and step into the foreground. In that way, he will be safe, and with such momentum, no one will dare to touch him."

"Those who tried to kill him before must protect him."

The old man said, "Isn't it strange? I find it strange too."

"Those people in the capital are actually very weird."

"They want to do all kinds of things, but they don't want others to know."

"Some things are worthless in the dark. Even if they are famous people in the world, they can kill them without any scruples. But if something happens in the open, it is a big deal that even ten thousand taels of gold cannot cover. Even if they are scolded in front of them, they have to endure it."

Siming stroked his beard and commented, "It's just like peeing. I can just find an old tree to pee. It's fun and comfortable. No one can catch me. But what if I pee on the old tree on the emperor's tomb?"

"What if this matter is still seen by others?"

"What if the person you are looking at happens to be the emperor?"

“Are they all different now?”

"Even if that person doesn't care about this matter, he will still be furious for some reason, and will still do things that are in line with his status and position under the influence of this trend. This is the trend. The world is a big stagnant pool. As long as you are in it, no one will not be affected."

Siming looked at the sky outside, and said solemnly:

"But these are just the old man's nonsense. Just listen to them. Look, all the schools and factions are here for a grand literary gathering. The literary atmosphere is overwhelming. It's a great trend. And Zu is outside. How can he walk in here with dignity? It's like the trapped dragon coming out of the water in the game of Go."

Li Guanyi said: "Why don't you go outside to pick him up?"

The old man was silent for a long time, his eyes were still clear and he was not drunk at all. He said softly:
"If we can catch him outside, that would be great; but we don't know how many of the famous people in this world can be trusted, and how many of them are traitors. The bones of warriors may not be strong, and the hearts of scholars may not be pure."

"Is the person under the armor a wolf or a brave man? Is the person under the long gown a pig or a dog or a man of character?"

"I don't know. Even an old man can't tell..."

"So he can't reveal his true location. He has to come looking for us. As I said before, when a group of scholars gather together, even spineless people can taste some of their noble character."

"And some warriors helped little friend Zu, while others intercepted him."

"This time, the Mohist school, the Taoist school, the Confucian school, the Jianghu school, the imperial court, the warriors, and the civil and military energies are all gathered in Guanyi City like a dragon and a tiger. Don't you think this is still a turbulent trend? If you can leap over it, you can certainly achieve a superior foundation."

Siming patted Li Guanyi on the shoulder.

He burped.

The young man reeked of alcohol.

His eyes were full of drunkenness, and what he just said sounded like drunken talk.

Li Guanyi paid for the old man's wine and food. It began to rain, and the spring rain was as soft as butter. Li Guanyi left an umbrella and walked into the rain holding it. The old Sima Ming looked at the scenery outside slowly, watching the rain fall like a bead curtain, splashing water on the ground.

He counted one, two, three, four, five, and suddenly laughed. The fat shopkeeper laughed: "What the old gentleman just said about the world makes sense."

Men like to talk about big things.

The old man slapped the table and laughed, drunkenly and smugly saying:
"A little rough, but that's about it."

"The big and small things in this world are, in the end, no different from an old man peeing!"

The fat shopkeeper smiled amiably and said yes, yes, yes.

Old Siming staggered over and took a wine bowl, poured a bowl of strong liquor and placed it on the stool.

The black tortoise lowered his head to drink the liquor, and the old man looked at the sky outside.

With his eyes, he could see the luck of the sky and the world converging like waves, including the Mohists, Taoists, Confucianists, Yin-Yangists, the court, the martial arts world, the literati, and the warriors. He took his chopsticks and knocked on the table and the cups, ding-dong-dong, ding-dong-dong, but it seemed to merge with the sound of the rain to form a song.

The black tortoise lowered his head to drink, Siming laughed loudly, and sang in his old peasant voice:

"The weather is good and the people are happy, not like the red and purple robes of the imperial city. The world is like fields that can be harvested at will, and the people are like cattle that can be driven at will. Literati and celebrities praise great talents, and warriors compete with swords for bravery."

"Recite, recite, recite!"

"I read poems and lyrics, and I wrote poems and songs without any mistakes."

"There is no difference between lips and heaven and earth, and I can remember many clever words and flowery language!"

"Speak of peace!"

"Taipei!"

"Purple, red and pink are in peace, and the people of the world are like pigs and dogs."

"If you tell it to move forward, it dare not move backward; if it lifts its left foot, it dare not lift its right foot. I hit it over and over again, making it really anxious. It raises its head with all its might and raises its sword to break the broken club of the world into two pieces at once!"

"Then I was pissed and it exploded, leaving me helpless."

"I just endured for another three hundred years, only to be laughed at and killed by all the heroes of this prosperous era!"

"Hahahaha, I'm being laughed to death by all these heroes in this prosperous era!"

The old man knocked over the wine glasses and cups, he fell forward drunk, knocked over the wine vessels, lay quietly, and fell into a deep sleep, his hair was white, and the absurdity of the ballad was finally heroic, and then fell away like rain.

Drunk and fell asleep in front of the thatched cottage.

It's very cool.

Li Guan turned sideways and looked at the old man who seemed confused or unrestrained, chaotic or heroic, then turned and left.

The rain gradually got heavier. The young man, wearing a black knife, walked on the bluestone ground. The rain fell on the umbrella and flowed and dripped. He saw a group of people in front of him. They wore conical hats, straw sandals, and their hair was tied with black ropes.

He wore a heavy, black sword at his waist.

The young man passed by this group of men in black clothes and holding heavy swords.

The big man in the lead glanced at the young man calmly, while Li Guan did not even glance away.

Next to the big man, a strange beast that was invisible to the naked eye was pacing.

Another one...

Li Guanyi's desire to enter the country was even stronger.

Three days later, in the secret realm.

The heavy sword was bounced away, and the weapon in the hand of the man opposite stabbed towards Li Guanyi. The young man swung the sword with both hands, and the blade leaped up like a butterfly, and his body also leaped up. When he finally turned around, he loosened his hands, and the heavy sword circled and chopped over.

The blade of the heavy sword broke through the air, making a sharp sound.

However, in the secret realm, the opponent transformed by star power only moved slightly.

The spear in his hand knocked Li Guanyi's knife away. The young man kicked the spear, curled up like a ball, snatched the spear from his opponent, and knocked his opponent away with his shoulder. The latter took advantage of the situation to throw himself onto the stone platform, then rolled over and grabbed another spear.

Concentrate your mind and gather your strength, like a tiger pouncing on its target.

Li Guan suddenly thrust the spear in his palm out.

Two spears collided.

General Xue on the side watched leisurely.

After countless deaths and defeats in battle, Li Guanyi finally learned how to use a long weapon. At this moment, he held the butt of the spear in his right hand, and put it at his waist, tightly pressed against his waist. Every time he drew the spear, he rotated his wrist, twisted his body and moved, and the tip of the spear carried a spiral force.

The spear body is stretched taut and mainly used for stabbing, which is the spear fighting method on the battlefield.

A 14-foot-long spear.

Li Guanyi converted it into the unit of his previous life, which was a 4.6-meter gun.

It is not for ordinary people to use.

However, once one could wield such a gun, one would have a great advantage in the era of cold weapons. As long as one had not reached the state where the energy broke through the body, or had not encountered the unique skills of the Dharma, one would have a great chance of winning. This time, Li Guanyi used his gun skills to sweep away the opponent's weapon, and then used a cold arrow to finally defeat his opponent.

The opponent's body was shattered and turned into star power. Li Guanyi has become accustomed to such fighting.

He did not consume too much unnecessary energy like he did the first time he challenged the Third Prince of Tiele. He was even able to sit cross-legged and meditate and breathe in the star power.

After General Xue explained the art of infantry warfare, he did not make any further arguments. He just looked at Li Guanyi, touched his chin, and said, "You have been here for quite some time, more than 20 days, and have defeated many opponents. I think your star power has been tempered almost enough, it seems."

General Xue smiled:

"It's almost time to enter the country."

(End of this chapter)