Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"Grandpa seems to be in a good mood. It doesn't look like he just experienced a failure." After sending Yang Ming and Yan Lingji away, Gongsun Linglong looked at her grandfather Gongsun Bai, who was still unfinished, with a little more curiosity. color.

"Failure is no longer so difficult to accept when you reach your grandfather's age. Only young people are obsessed with success and failure, while old people care more about gains and losses." Gongsun Baiyou said leisurely.

Being defeated by a young man is certainly not a good thing, but compared to the gains, this discomfort is nothing.

"Then what did you get, grandpa?" Gongsun Linglong asked.

"Further hope, Yang Ming's fourth sword of Tianwen is indeed magical, and it is enough to break my body skills, but I know that as long as I can go one step further, his fourth sword will be powerless against me. In other words In other words, as long as I can figure out a way to crack his fourth sword, I will have a chance to go further." Gongsun Bai said that it was difficult to hide the smile on his face. At his age, he hopes that such things will be more It was priceless, and he already had hope.

"Grandpa, don't be too happy too early. When grandpa has the ability to crack someone's fourth sword, he might have a fifth or sixth sword, and he will still lose." Gongsun Linglong reminded, she didn't want to let her My grandfather continued to be blindly optimistic. He could just avoid people like Yang Ming from now on. Why bother to provoke them? After all, they were from Qin.

"Linglong, you confused something." Faced with Gongsun Linglong's reminder, Gongsun Bai also smiled, his old face showing seriousness.

Meeting Gongsun Bai's gaze, Gongsun Linglong's heart trembled subconsciously. She could see the seriousness of her grandfather Gongsun Bai.

"Why do we practice martial arts?" Gongsun Bai asked.

Before Gongsun Linglong could answer, Gongsun Bai added: "Are we practicing martial arts just to defeat one opponent after another and prove that we are the most powerful?"

Is it not? Hearing Gongsun Bai's question, Gongsun Linglong subconsciously thought, isn't practicing martial arts just to defeat the enemy? If this is not the case, why bother to practice martial arts? Practicing martial arts is a very hard and dangerous thing. Besides, whoever can practice martial arts to the point of entering the palace is not a genius. How can a genius not have his own pride and strive for strength? The desire to win is something that most martial arts practitioners have in common. This is even what drives a martial arts practitioner to constantly pursue breakthroughs.

Seeing Gongsun Linglong's expression, how could Gongsun Bai, who had watched her grow up, still not understand Gongsun Linglong's thoughts, so Gongsun Bai added a hint of instruction in his words: "The world is so big, if you practice martial arts Just to defeat one opponent after another, you will find that there are always opponents in front of you that are difficult to defeat. What should you do at that time?"

"The real purpose of our martial arts training is not to defeat our opponents, but to defeat ourselves and constantly surpass ourselves. The meaning of transcending ourselves is eternal. As for the meaning of defeating our opponents? That is just false. We use the failures of others to prove ourselves. Is success really meaningful?" Gongsun Bai said.

"Is it meaningless to use other people's failures to prove your own success?" Gongsun Linglong hesitated. In her heart, some inherent things were being subverted. What took Gongsun Bai most of his life to realize, in Gongsun Linglong's case It was really hard to empathize with her, but she couldn't admit that what her grandfather Gongsun Bai said did make sense.

Yan Dan, who returned to the Mo family's hidden stronghold in Zhaodu City, was thinking about what happened in the past few days, with an uncertain expression on his face: He had been severely injured by him before, could he fall into his hands again this time?

Yan Dan thought about it, with a cruel look on his face.

"In this Zhao capital city, I may not be the only one who wants to kill you." Yan Dan thought, and a light suddenly flashed in his mind.

Although Yang Ming's martial arts are powerful, this is the capital of Zhao, and it is not a place where Yang Ming can do whatever he wants.

Maybe I can borrow a knife to kill someone. Yan Dan pondered, and a bold plan slowly emerged in front of his eyes, but...

Suddenly Yan Dan denied his plan again. Although Yang Ming's identity did not dare to act recklessly in the Zhao capital, if Yan Dan's identity was exposed, he might not be much better than Yang Ming.

"It's just, how to break the situation? I hope Master Ban can bring the Suzaku Machine Beast in time." After thinking about it, Yan Dan had to admit that in the end, he couldn't do anything in this matter. That qualification, the identity of the Prince of Yan Kingdom can only really play its role in Yan Kingdom. Under the current situation that he cannot use this identity, he is nothing in front of Yang Ming.

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"We won't lose the person in this way, right?" Yan Lingji, who was wandering on the streets of Zhaodu City, turned her head and asked Yang Ming.

Although Yan Lingji enjoys her current life, she also knows that she cannot delay business because of herself.

"If you lose it, you will lose it. Is Yan Dan important?" Yang Ming picked up a bronze mask from a stall and placed it on Yan Lingji's face. He said nonchalantly.

"Isn't it important?" Yan Lingji reached out and buckled the bronze mask around the back of her head. She made a face at Yang Ming and then realized that Yang Ming couldn't see her now. She couldn't help but feel guilty for her own stupidity. I felt a blush, but fortunately Yang Ming couldn't see it yet.

"Have you made yourself cry?" Yang Ming tapped Yan Lingji's mask. Although he couldn't see the expression on Yan Lingji's face, he could see the changes in Yan Lingji's eyes. Naturally, We also know how Yan Lingji reacted just now.

"No way." Yan Lingji muttered. Now that everything has been discovered, can there be any secrets in the future?

"Wait for two more days, and I'll give you a big toy." Yang Ming pulled Yan Lingji and walked forward aimlessly.

"Big toy? What big toy?" Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"A huge toy that is unparalleled in the world." Yang Ming smiled.

The Suzaku Machine Beast is coming soon, and Yang Ming really has no reason to refuse the gift from the Mo family. Traveling in the nine heavens is a huge temptation for people in any era.

"You're fooling people again. Toys are just toys. There's no such thing as a big toy that's unparalleled in the world." Yan Lingji, whose curiosity was aroused but couldn't get the answer, said dissatisfied.

"The curiosity now will turn into a surprise later, but don't be anxious." Yang Ming said.

"It can't be from the Mo family, right?" Yan Lingji, who was already familiar with Yang Ming, thought of a possibility. The gift Yang Ming mentioned must not be a serious gift, but it must be very precious. What the two of them are doing now seems to be only the Mo family.

And what is the Mohist family most famous for?

What the Mohists are most famous for is not their classic meanings or their martial arts, but their mechanical skills. People are always full of curiosity about unknown things. Although the Mohist school's classic meanings are enough to make them the most famous among all schools of thought. Although the Mohist school of martial arts was enough to make them one of the strongest schools of martial arts at one time, the Mohist school was not unique in terms of scriptures and martial arts. People can also satisfy their curiosity in other places.

But the Mohist machine art is different, because it is mysterious enough. In the world, only the Mohists and Gongshu are proficient in this art. Especially the Mohist machine art, which has always dominated Gongshu since Mozi, is so mysterious that it is even more amazing. longing for.

Something that could be regarded as a mysterious gift by Yang Ming, combined with what the two of them were doing now, Yan Lingji could only think of the Mo family's mechanism technique.

However, Yan Lingji, who knew the answer, did not show it immediately. Since Yang Ming wanted to show off his mystery, she only needed to cooperate. This was the self-cultivation of a concubine.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be a wise man, and it seems pretty good. No wonder some people always like to play tricks on themselves. As Yan Lingji thought about it, a faint smile appeared in her blue eyes.

In the Mohist Mechanism City, Master Ban, who is the highest achiever in the modern Mechanism technique of the Mohist sect, looked at Thief Zhi, who was hanging down weakly by one arm. A worried look appeared on his face, which was much fatter than most.

Thief Zhi left to join the giants Six-fingered Black Man and Yan Dan, but now he is back alone and in such a mess. What happened?

"Master Ban, I ask you to take Suzaku to the capital of Zhao and send them back to Yan State." Thief Zhi said feebly without resting. His speed was extremely fast, but his endurance was not infinite. He rushed all the way back to Guan City from Zhao State. , has exhausted his energy and physical strength, not to mention, he himself is injured.

"What happened? Your arm..." Master Ban stepped forward and held Thief Zhi's arm, and couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air. Because of his training in mechanism skills, he also has research in medical skills, especially in medical skills. It was in terms of human body structure, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to detect the strangeness of Thieves Zhi's arm.

It seemed to be intact, but all the meridians on the arm were destroyed by an unknown force, and the muscles and bones were scratched and scarred by thin needle-like things. This arm was almost useless.

"Prince Yan's whereabouts have been exposed. People from the Qin State are hunting for the prince. This arm of mine? I'm lucky." Thief Zhi said with a bitter smile. How could Thief Zhi not understand his situation? He just knew it. Compared to his fellow disciples who died, he was already lucky to have escaped at the cost of an arm, so how could he ask for more.

"Who can actually force you giants into such a situation?" Master Ban said in shock and anxiety.

Six-fingered Black Man, Yan Dan, and several elite disciples of the Mo family. Such a lineup would be enough for them to escape from Qin as long as they did not encounter the established Qin army, but now?

"The captain of the army guard of the Qin State." Thieves Zhi said with an ugly expression.

"Is it him?" Master Ban was speechless for a moment. He knew this person from another old man.