Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Wang Xuebin was meditating in the courtyard when he suddenly heard the familiar sound of wind breaking outside the mountain gate. He opened his eyes and stood up to meet the door, and said with a smile:

"You two are really well-informed!"

"Hahaha, Brother Wang's name has spread all over the foot of the mountain. How could the beggar boy not know?"

Hong Qigong was wielding his unrestrained light skills, and came to the door first, turned his head and smiled at Huang Yaoshi:

"Haha, Huang Laoxie, I won this time!"

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, his face a little unrestrained. His light skills are good at moving Qimen, and he is not his good at running long distances.

Hong Qi also knew this. He also deliberately stimulated Huang Yaoshi and wanted to see him angry, which was very interesting.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin smiled and invited them to the scene. He also liked to tease Huang Yaoshi. He succeeded many times in the past. Later, Huang Yaoshi understood his temperament and ignored it. It was very boring.

"You two are not going to compete in swords and martial arts. How can you have the time to come here to see me?"

Hong Qi looked around and kept making a tsk sound from his mouth.

"Oh my God, there is such a big Taoist temple in this small Yuntai Peak. Tsk, Brother Wang is here to learn from it!"

Wang Xuebin nodded and said:

"Mr. Wang was fortunate to meet a famous teacher. All of the masters were first-class Taoist masters, and this place was the foundation of the ancestors."

Huang Yaoshi asked thoughtfully:

"Isn't this the Yuntai Temple built in the first year of Zhihe?"

Wang Xuebin nodded, without saying much, took them into his quiet room and poured them a cup of tea.

"When will the sword contest start? Who will the Nine Yin really fall into?"

Hong Qi held the teacup and sucked it, and heard it:

"Seven days later, each gang will send one person, and then compete in the ring, and decide to go to the top of Mount Hua to compete in the sword! The remaining scrolls of the Nine Yin Scriptures are in my hands, Brother Huang, Duan Zhixing and Ouyang Feng, and the first scroll is in Wang Chongyang's hands, and he will finally arrive!"

Wang Xuebin frowned and asked:

"How many forces are there in total?"

Hong Qi made a rough calculation and said:

"There are about seven or eight hundred families, with more than ten people and less than one or two!"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and said:

"There are too many, what should I do if those Mavericks do?"

Hong Qi explained:

"Single people can also form alliances on their own and recommend leaders!"

Wang Xuebin sighed:

"It doesn't work. This time, the Nine Yin Scriptures was a conspiracy between the Song and Jin dynasties, but it was actually an open conspiracy. The purpose was to weaken the strength of the martial arts world. At this point, everyone has made enemies and is difficult to adjust!"

"Now there are so many sects gathering, and all sects are on guard. It's okay if the Nine Yin True Sutra has not appeared. Once it appears, it will be a bloody battle, and no one can stop it!"

Since the establishment of the intelligence agency, Wang Xuebin has obtained a lot of hidden information. The Nine Yin Scriptures are one of them, and the source is also about himself.

The trade he fought on the border of the Jin Dynasty that year had profoundly affected the Jin Dynasty's economy. The big banknotes had been labeled as waste paper by Wang Xuebin. Now the people only recognize copper coins, not big banknotes.

All bulk transactions in the Jin Dynasty were affected, and the tax revenue was 30% lower, which made the Jin Dynasty’s people now live in poverty. The Jin Dynasty was completely afraid of Wang Xuebin’s trick.

Therefore, it was the premise for the peace talks between the two countries. However, after Wu You disappeared, the Jin Kingdom thought of a strategy, which could not only lead to Wu You, but also reduce the strength of the Song Dynasty.

The Song Dynasty was also a fool. When he saw that he could weaken the martial arts strength, he agreed. He took the secrets of martial arts from the Royal Curry!

Unexpectedly, Wu You didn't catch it and attracted Wang Xuebin. A fierce man lived in Suzhou not far from Lin'an. The court did not dare to take action. Every day, he felt like a ray of light on his back, fearing!

"How could this be?!How could this be!?"

When Mr. Hong Qigong heard Wang Xuebin's words, he couldn't sit still.

Hong Qi was originally a commoner of the Song Dynasty. When the Jin and Song dynasties were invaded, their family was captured and became a slave to the Jin Kingdom. Later, after several hardships, they escaped from the devil's claws and were rescued by the former beggar gang's former helper Qian. They were taken as disciples and named Hong Qier.

Because of his hardships, he hated evil as a vengeance. Because of his humble origin, he was strong in character. He was strong and fierce with the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing Palm. There were few rivals in the world.

But no one is perfect. Although Hong Qi reads a lot of books, he is not proficient in strategy. Such private ways are not good at.

Huang Yaoshi was vaguely aware of it, but he was arrogant and never cared about those mediocre people. Only now do they know that Huayin County has become a gunpowder depot. Once ignited, no one will be spared!

"Brother Wang, what should I do? Why don't I summon all the disciples of the Beggars' Gang?"

Hong Qi was a little anxious. There were nearly 10,000 martial arts masters from all over the country at the foot of the mountain. If they all fight, they would be out of control!

Wang Xuebin immediately stopped him and said:

"No, if the Beggars' Sect arrives, it will become the target of public criticism. At that time, they will first remove your Beggars' Sect and then fight, which will be useless!"

Hong Qi had no idea and sat on the chair. Then he thought of something. He quickly got up, clasped his fists in front of Wang Xuebin, and bowed and said:

"Mr. Wang, my beggar knows that you have great talents. I beg you to think of a solution for the world's martial arts world! I always beggar kowtow to you!"

As he said that, he was about to bow down!

Wang Xuebin supported Hong Qi, and Hong Qi wanted to continue to bow down, but he felt that Wang Xuebin's hand was like steel pliers, and a powerful force helped him up.

Huang Yaoshi, who was standing up, also blamed him:

"Why did Brother Hong come to this? Isn't this difficult for Brother Guanlan to do it!"

Wang Xuebin stopped Huang Yaoshi and looked at Hong Qi and said:

"Brother Hong, don't do this. This is the King of Zhesha. I have considered this matter, but people's hearts are complicated. No one knows whether my method works!"

Hong Qi asked quickly after hearing this:

"What's the plan?"

Wang Xuebin sighed and said:

"This incident was a joint battle between the Jin and Song dynasties, and it was also one of the conditions for peace talks between the two countries. This was an open conspiracy. Now we have no other way, we can only join forces and join forces!"

"Let's go separately and gather all the masters you can call. Remember, they must be masters. Let's talk about them one by one. Tell them all the current situation. If they can't negotiate, they will be defeated.

The countless forces are divided into several major forces, and the people of each force advance and retreat together to ensure the order during the sword contest!

If we can win, the Nine Yin Scriptures will be shared internally by the forces of the Nine Yin Scriptures, this will reduce some struggles!"

Huang Yaoshi asked:

"How can this decrease? If we form a large force, will the number of people fighting increase?"

Wang Xuebin explained:

"First of all, let us divert hatred and let everyone focus on the imperial courts of the Jin and Song dynasties.

There are many people here, and everyone has some concerns and will be more cautious in their actions.

The world is so big that those who make vast friends, as middle-aged people among various forces, will be able to change from the middle, and their anger will be reduced.

Finally, once we unite, the first thing we can't sit still is the imperial courts of the Jin and Song dynasties. If they can put pressure on us, they will be able to unite to the outside world and the struggle will be better controlled!"

When Hong Qiyi heard that there was a way, he felt relieved and patted his chest and said:

"Brother Wang, please wait. I'll find some experts and let's act together!"

After saying that, he turned around and went out, and several times he started to vanish and disappeared outside the door.

Huang Yaoshi picked up the teacup and looked at Wang Xuebin deeply and asked:

"What is Brother Guanlan's intention?"

Wang Xuebin heard Huang Yaoshi’s question and said with a faint smile:

"So many righteous men in the world cannot let them lose all of them here in vain!"

Huang Yaoshi looked at Wang Xuebin deeply and said:

"I have an old age with Duan from Dali. You can visit this trip!"

Wang Xuebin clasped his fists and bowed:

"It's time for you, Brother Huang!"

Huang Yaoshi nodded without saying anything, and got up and went down the mountain.

Wang Xuebin sent him to the door but did not go down the mountain.

There is a muddy water at the foot of the mountain. Since it is muddy water, don’t blame Wang Xuebin for disturbing it. Once each force is formed, the martial arts people who taste the sweetness will spontaneously form various alliances.

Once these alliances have guiding ideas, their combat effectiveness will be incomparable!

Most of these martial arts people are incompatible with the scholar-official class. They are all powerful people and are literate. They are the best fire seeds of the revolution. How could Wang Xuebin make them sacrifice in vain?

The court wants to reduce the power of martial arts people, so come!

Let them also see what it means to "sacrifice for sacrifice, and dare to change the sun and the moon to a new sky!"