Taiping Order

Chapter 236 Things in the world and things in the world are for me today!

The guest of the world's first floor gave great respect to the title of Jianmao. In this way, the swordsmen who reached the first level of history and reached the best level in ancient times, even those who were the most arrogant people in the world's first floor would give them. The highest respect.

Of course, some people respect such a title, but some people are dissatisfied with it.

I feel that Murong Longtu is the name of the sword god, and he can't stand this name all his life, but some people think that the name of the **** in the sword is so literary that it does not show Murong Longtu's heroic and domineering at all. .

It should be called Sword Emperor, Sword Domine, etc.

Such a person was soon drowned by the scolding of everyone.

Only some hidden places in the world have undergone subtle changes. One is that the families in Jiangnan that were mixed and unruly before have become honest and want to hide their heads.

Another thing is that in the ghost market, all the assassination orders involving the Murong family were cancelled. Emperor Ye, one of the ten great masters of the contemporary era, personally threw these assassination orders into flames and burned them to ashes.

To show respect for the Sword God.

Martial arts legends are as ethereal as clouds in the sky on weekdays. For martial artists in the martial arts world, it is too far away, like a dragon in the clouds. If a scale or claw is exposed, it can create a legend.

It is like Zu Wenyuan, and it is like a sorcerer who pursues the medicine of immortality.

In the palace of Yingguo, Emperor Jiang Wanxiang of Yingguo ordered that the army part of the army would send a large ship for the use of the Qilin Army to use the waterway to Zhongzhou. Jiang Su, the world's most powerful general, collected rumors about the world and said: "Whale fishermen." Back to the Central Plains."

Jiang Su said, "I am old. Even though I have seen through the realm of martial arts legends, the military strategists are so evil that they are not able to live long. They are fighting on the battlefield. My life span will not exceed Daozong and others."

"A martial arts legend is like a weapon to a country."

"The superior can protect the emperor, and the inferior can suppress the world."

"It can be used, but it can't be left alone."

"Although there was no martial arts legend in the world of Emperor Chi back then, there was an ancient red dragon. Its vitality was magnificent and its blood was vigorous, but only the martial arts legend could be compared with it. Later, the agreement between Emperor Chi and Emperor Taichung and the ancient red dragon came, and the red dragon returned. world."

"If I die, our country will not be able to dominate the formation without martial arts legends."

"I want to win this youngest martial arts legend for my Da Kong."

Jiang Wanxiang was curious and asked:

"Whalefisher, I have heard of this person. He is self-reliant and unrestrained. He used to be addicted to beauty, but later he seemed to hate it. He went to the South China Sea and fished whales and sharks for more than ten years. .”

Kang So said: "He was addicted to beauty before."

"It's better to say that he is addicted to beauty than to say that he has achieved great martial arts. He thinks he is extraordinary and outspoken, so he does whatever he wants. It's both good and evil. Later, the leader of the Demon Sect found two women from the stunning list of the world and ate them for the whale fishermen. Some kind of secret medicine.”

"I originally planned to use these two beauties to get the descendants of the whalefisher."

"I didn't expect that this fishing fisherman had mellow martial arts skills and suppressed them, and then ran all the way to find her master. The two of them had the joy of fish and water. The legend of martial arts has no leakage, but this time they got pregnant."

Jiang Wanxiang laughed: "I really don't know if this luck should be agreed or not."

"Then what?"

Jiang Su said: "The whale fisherman hated this for a long time, and since then he has never been close to women."

"Later, Zhang Kuang had been thinking that this was not the case, but was informed by a dying Yin-Yang family sect. He realized that the leader of the Demon Sect planned to temper his daughter, become a bloodless and tears, and become the Demon God Yuanshen in the Demon Cult. Resurrection body."

"The fishing fisherman was drunk and said he didn't care, but after Si Ming left, he rushed from Jiangnan to the Western Regions and committed suicide alone into the Demon Sect, beating the Demon Sect directly to a generation of masters in the martial arts world and taking away his daughter."

"But this man was born a beggar. He learned a little here and there, and ate a hundred foods. He didn't know how to take care of his daughter. The wet nurse he invited was either harmed by the Demon Sect or brought his daughter. I will take it away and hand it over to the Demon Sect."

"The whale fisherman is arrogant and unrestrained, but he is extremely pity for this little girl. Instead, he is restricted everywhere. At that time, the undefeated formation sect claimed to be without father or mother, and was born to raise him, but he had weaknesses. .”

"Because of the strange methods of the Demon Sect, he thought about it for seven days and seven nights."

"In the end he found the only place that is credible but safe enough."

"I don't know how to ask for help."

"Because he was a martial arts fanatic, he took out his unique formation catalog and placed it with this little girl, begging the star-gazing lineage of the three sects to take in this child, so the only soft spot of the whale fishermen , that's her."

Jiang Wanxiang sneered and refused, saying:

"The Grand Master wouldn't ask me to tie this little girl up?"

Jiang Su said, "Of course not. The experience of the Whale Fisherman can only be soft, but not hard. I just thought, Your Highness the Crown Prince does not have the official concubine yet, right?"

Jiang Wanxiang looked at Jiang Su and raised her eyebrows.

The world's No. 1 God General said quietly: "Sword Crazy was born. Even if he did not pursue his life, he would not die immediately. A warrior like him would maintain the strongest fighting state after a breath before his old age."

"The appearance of the sword maniac and Jiangnan has stabilized, which has already broken the situation in the world."

"Because of Jianmao's prayer, whale fishermen who have been outside the South China Sea for more than ten years have returned."

"He has no sect, no aristocratic family, and is not even a member of the academy, but he has unparalleled martial arts and the best in the world."

"Such a peerless master must be won over."

"And he has only one weakness, that is that daughter. I wonder if His Majesty thinks that the emperor can have feelings?"

Jiang Wanxiang was silent for a long time. He looked at the tallest Zhaixing Tower in the palace. There was a portrait of his favorite woman in Zhaixing Tower. Now he is old. In order to unite all forces, he also married a daughter from a noble family.

This young ranger, the older emperor, said:

"It's people who have feelings, love and hate, and hate."

"I'm human, too, but."

"Emperor, there should not be good or evil!"

"The emperor should not have feelings, and the emperor should not have love and hate."

"The emperor is not a human."

Jiang Su saluted and said, "Yes, then, please allow me to find the whale fisherman in person and ask the prince to marry the whale fisherman's daughter. He is restricted by this relationship and hopes that his daughter is in the safest place. I will be found by the Demon Sect.”

"With my great response to the world, the palace is enough to protect the daughter of the whale fisherman."

Jiang Wanxiang and Jiang Su didn’t know where the daughter of the Whale Fisherman was at this moment, but as the lord of a country and the generals of the world, they naturally knew one thing, and how rare it was to know that there was no peerless master behind them without a big force.

Jiang Wanxiang agreed.

Jiang Su stood up, the **** general left Yingguo and was about to look for the whale fisherman for Yingguo, trying to win over this martial arts legend. When all this happened, Lao Siming was drinking and he put his wine pot on it. It was on the top of the silver-haired girl's head.

So the girl subconsciously shrank her neck.

Yaoguang had no expression on his face, but his eyes were staring at the smug old man in front of him, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be about to be lit, so Lao Siming became more and more proud.

There is nothing big today.

However, when Li Guanyi was practicing swordsmanship with Murong Longtu, a group of barefoot students wearing black clothes came to like each other. In this way, just one glance, you will know that they must be disciples of the Mohist school.

They were neither humble nor arrogant, saying that they knew the righteous acts of the Qilin Army, so they wanted to meet Qin Wuhou, the chief general of the Qilin Army.

Lao Siming drank and said, "Mo family, hey, if you don't like Li Guanyi the most, it's the Legalist. Don't think that the legalists are strict, but there is another one in these guys, who pays attention to [spells] The power] is the way for the king to control people. "

"Li Guanyi is in the eyes of some people in the Legalists, famous scholars, and some Confucian schools."

"That's a traitor."

"Military genius, I probably like it more."

"I'm afraid my favorite is the Mo family."

Lao Siming grinned: "The Mo family emphasizes the wise and the same, love both, not attacking, and useless. Li Guanyi occupied Jiangnan and did not build luxurious palaces. He was still poor, so he used Jiang Wanxiang. That old guy has to laugh at him loudly."

"Appoint Yuan Zhi, who is from a poor family, as the master of his plan, and stay away from the children of aristocratic families."

"Give the land to the people!"

"His grandma, do you think that the Mo family giant in the school now looks like looking at the holy son of his school?"

"Duke Taiping pursued the way of peace in the world, and the Mo family had many brave men. He joined the Duke Taiping to build equipment for him. After Li Wanli's death, the Mo family's giants remained silent for a long time, but unexpectedly, Li Wanli's son was even more outrageous. ”

"Divide the land..."

Lao Siming sighed.

Yaoguang stretched out his hand to grab Si Ming's beard.

Si Ming said, "It depends on whether this kid can impress the students of the Mo family, hey..." The old man shook the wine pot and whispered: "The Taoist sect two innate, one living Buddha in the Middle Earth, the Confucian Gongyang Su King, the Mo family's first Giant son, Yin and Yang family are in the north pole."

"The Sixth Palace Master of the Academy."

"One of them, the one who is most likely to value Li Guanyi is the Mo family."

The princes of the world like military and legalism, who can strengthen the country, respect Confucianism to maintain their benevolence, but do not like Mohism. Although the Mohism has organic skills, its advocates make the princes and nobles look down on them. Pleasant to the eyes.

These Mo family members only heard of the righteous acts of the Qilin Army, so they wanted to come and have a look. When he came, he was barefoot and black, and he was carrying some wild beasts he caught, and there were all kinds of things in his backpack.

It was just beyond their expectations.

I heard that when I met a famous scholar in Jiangnan, I ate noodles cross-legged and buckled a bowl of noodles with soup and water on the famous scholar's forehead. After hearing that he was a student of the Mo family, he sat up and greeted him in person.

At first, these Mo family members also felt that Li Guanyi was disguising.

But later, the young general pulled them to talk all night long, from the organs, mechanical structures, to political propositions, they all had their own ideas and judgments, and they had their own insights in the way of both the Mohist school of love and the way of advocating virtuous and communicating.

Then the boy thought seriously and said, "Do you think that the steam that boils water can lift the lid of the pot is powerful?"

Everyone in the Mo family: "???"

Li Guanyi said: "Have you considered the standardized agency model?"

Mohist institution teacher: "???"

These people who insist on their ideals and pursue the ultimate in mechanisms found that this young man seemed to really understand part of it. Although his understanding of mechanisms and magical techniques was immature, the Mohist Master said: "General, we are like the power of water. Considered it.”

"But with a magical technique, you can easily achieve the power of boiling water steam hundreds and thousands of times; and the power generated by boiling water is too weak, so you give up."

Li Guanyidao:

"The magical art is mysterious, but how many people can get the magical art?"

"The Mohist school emphasizes that love is both. If this power cannot be used by the people, how can it be love both? If it has both magical techniques and the power of water and fire, can it go further? Just thinking, if it can, With the power of this mechanism, we will help the people."

The Mohist institution teacher talked with Li Guanyi and stayed up all night.

On the second day, several of the Mohist institution masters left.

When I came back, I brought back more than a dozen Mohist students.

Five days later, there were more than 200 Mohist students in the Qilin Army, and they discussed and discussed endlessly.

Finally, the young general asked them if they were willing to go to the south of the Yangtze River.

When I was willing to pass on the Mohist theory to those working people, the leader of the Mohist family was stunned. The generous man's eyes were almost protruding, almost thinking that he had heard something wrong. "Um?!"

"Huh???! Pass on knowledge?!"

I feel my head buzzing.

In the past, they traveled barefoot across the world. When countries needed mechanisms, the Mo family was welcomed, but they absolutely refused to let the Mo family come into contact with the people, as if these black-haired and ink-clothed people were extremely poisonous.

I never expected that there would be princes to support them.

It is also planned to promote it.

The Mohist teacher almost had a fire burning in his heart, and he said:

"I, I'll wait..."

The young man held his arm with one hand and said, "Even if the people cannot accept these ideas from the beginning, as long as they take it step by step, this generation will accept a little, and the next generation will accept a little, and all kinds of schools of thought will bloom."

He bowed and said quietly:

"May sir be able to educate the people and benefit all the people."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Mechanism can not only be used to conquer cities and kill people's comrades, but also to use mechanisms to reclaim land, plant food, let the people eat enough, have spare energy, and learn literature and martial arts."

"This kind of achievement can never be achieved with the power of Li Guanyi; only when you work together can you achieve great harmony. Even if you and I live a long life, you will never succeed, but you will feel happy."

"If there are children of the Mo family, they can design institutions that help farmers and sericulture. Although Li Guanyi is poor, he is willing to give him a lot of money."

The Mohist students were silent and then all bowed and returned:

"I wish to do whatever I can."

Two hundred and seventy-one Mohist disciples entered the south of the Yangtze River.

There is vast land where they can spread their knowledge.

Under the flames of the Mohist family, there was support from the princes to let them try some non-siege-type mechanisms, and this part of the mechanisms is called strange skills in many places.

The countries supported the Mohist families, but they just wanted to get their heavy weapons in the war.

In the current world, only Qin Wuhou attaches more importance to what they are called "strange skills and lewd skills" by other noble families.

The Mohist students came here one after another and then rushed to Jiangnan.

Si Ming pulled the corner of his mouth, watching the Mo family disciples appear here as if they were popping out of the void. Then, after a night, they were like a flame ignited, without eating, and rushed to Jiangnan at a very fast speed.

Li Guanyi gave the most important things to the Mohist school, or even any school.

The possibility of the future is fully supported.

Ling Pingyang stood there with a gun in his arms, with a hint of smile. He said to the dumbfounded deputy general next to him in a plain tone:

"Don't you know? That's what our lord is."

"Look at it more and you'll get used to it."

Before leaving, Mohist Master Pan Wanxiu said, "The general is kind, but only kind, he cannot defend the land. Although we, the Mohist children, are good at machinery and equipment, most of them are used to defend the city, among which the strongest ones are , it is a public sending class."

"The descendants of Gongshu's sect suffered disasters and were wandering in the world. The Gongshu surname was replaced by Gongsun, which is the Gongsun family in the world. They are famous for their swordsmanship and mechanisms."

"Decades ago, the Gongsun Wuyue, who was walking around the world with the Taoist sect of my Academy, the living Buddha from the Western Regions, and the crazy king Chen Chengbi of the Great Chen, is now the head of the Gongsun family."

"If the general wants to punish the unjust, he can go to the other end to get the powerful weapon of the Gongshu Ban."

Old friends of the ancestors...

Li Guanyi was slightly stunned. The quiet and brave young prince lowered his eyes, as if he could still see the gentle old man. Li Guanyi said softly: "Thank you..."

The Mohist master Pan Wanxiu was stunned, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling.

The young general's thanks seemed to be telling another person.

He said, "General, how polite."

"I am going to set off soon. The general is going to the academy. I wonder if I need to write a letter to recommend it?"

Li Guan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Is there a master from the farming school?" So Pan Wanxiu smiled and said, "You are really strange. Other overlords, princes, and aristocratic families want to make friends with you. Confucianism is military strategist.”

"Otherwise, it's a traitor and a legalist."

"If you have no ambitions, you hope to Buddhism and Taoism. If you are like this, are the Mohists who fiddlers of machinery and equipment, and the farmers who study farming all day long?"

Li Guan smiled and replied, "I am still interested in martial arts."

"Martial arts, magical techniques, mechanisms, formations, and farming and sericulture are all the basics of the world."

Pan Wanxiu felt happy and said:

"I have a friend who is indeed from a farmer."

"He was studying farming all day long, but he threw away the political stance of the farmer. I wonder what you want me to write to him?"

This rough man was very happy. He took out paper and pen, licked the brush and moistened it, and wanted to write. There was a kind of straightforward and refreshing way for Li Guan to write whatever he wanted him to write.

Li Guanyi said directly: "I have land there, and I am willing to pay to support them in studying various plants from the farming school."

Pan Wanxiu laughed: "Is it too vulgar?"

Li Guan thought for a while and said happily: "If he had good seeds."

"I'm willing to draw out the land for him to try planting."

"I'll give you as much as he wants."

Pan Wanxiu opened his mouth and wrote a letter carefully, which was based on Li Guanyi's idea and polished it.

Li Guan looked at it and found that the letter written by the Master, who seemed to be crazy and liked more mechanical skills than the Mohist advocated, was very literary and formal. The boy thought about it and said:

"I'll give in if I have some time, I'll add a few more words."

Li Guan squatted down, took the writing, and said, "That's it."

He wrote it in one go with a big stroke. Pan Wanxiu looked at it and saw that the text on the letter was simple but quite elegant. The words taught by Murong Qiushui was naturally beautiful, but the content written was rough and direct.

"Give the land, give people, give money."

"Come quickly!"

"Li Guanyi!"

Pan Wanxiu was dumbfounded.

Thinking of those peasant disciples who were in the minor academic field in the academy, they all wanted to take a look when they saw this line of words.

Then he was amazed and smiled and said, "The peasant school is under the command of the general."

The Mohist school left, Murong Longtu and Li Guanyi drank tea. When they heard that Li Guanyi was going to find the descendants of the Gongshu, the old man nodded, and his voice was gentle, saying, "Guanyi, your martial arts are pretty good, you are young There is nothing stronger than you in the generation."

"But this world is never a fair fight."

"Your opponent has decades or even hundreds of years of internal strength cultivation than you... If you fight on the battlefield, it would be fine, but if you enter the world alone, even if you have a Qilin, there are warriors who can forcibly assassinate them by force. you."

Li Guanyi pursed his lips, and Jian Kuang said that Li Guanyi also knew it.

It was Jian Kuang following him at this moment, so no one dared to assassinate him.

Murong Longtu paused, the old man stroked the sword weapon with his wrinkled palm, and said softly, "I am just a swordsman. No matter how good my martial arts are, I am just a man from the world. I am alone at a young age, and later became famous all over the world. The Murong family gathered over the rest of the veins, and the Murong family started to make a noise."

"But I still feel that I am alone. Later, I have your great-grandma, your grandpa, your mother, Qiu Shui and others. Gradually, I feel that I am not alone, there are many people in the world. , I also have a place to stop."

"But later, everything I had was abandoned."

"I am still alone, only Qingfeng in my hand, and then when I see you again, I will lose it and get it again."

Murong Longtu talked about his two hundred years, and the old man said softly:

"I have been in my life for two hundred years. What I am looking for is a sword, and what I pursue is a sword."

"I don't want to be the illusory so-called immortality. You are also a real man. In the future, I will not be by your side and protect you all the time. You have your great achievements, and I have what I want in this life."

"But no matter you or me, death is not the most terrible thing, isn't it?" Murong Longtu smiled and said freely:

"You are going to the Western Regions in the future, and I won't go with you."

"But don't worry, old man, I can't go to the Western Regions with you."

"But within three years, no one in the world can assassinate you, and you will run around the world by yourself. Three years later, my swordsman's great grandson should have grown up without fear of others. The courage."

This old and hard swordsman finally had a tender scene in his heart, but the warmth of the swordsman was different from others. The warmth of the swordsman also had that kind of courage.

Murong Longtu looked at the distance, the river was surging, the wind was moving, and the forest seemed to be able to see the relatives and friends passing by.

Friends and relatives all die, so their friends are scattered, and this life is also a floating place.

Li Guanyi has also grown up and relieved the poison. Murong Qiushui is safe in Jiangnan. He can finally be himself again.

The blue-shirt swordsman stood up: "What is the ultimate of swordsmanship?"

"What is the peak of martial arts?"

"The legend of martial arts can last for a long life, but if you turn this foundation, pour it out and turn it into a battle, how magnificent is it? I am very curious, but I also feel that I should be like this in this life and should not be restrained in order to seek immortality. My front."

Murong Longtu said calmly:

"Murong Longtu is the strongest swordsman in 800 years. It is also necessary for later generations to dare not draw their swords within 800 years, so that they can be considered as having a beginning and an end."

He walked away, but on this day, another big thing happened in the world-

Murong Longtu is back to the world's first floor.

Fifty-five mysterious soldiers were entangled here, the sword energy soared into the sky, the swords of the entire city kept ringing, and the blue shirt and white hair reached the highest point, and said:

"Academic meeting invites all the heroes, the ten grand masters, and the six palace masters."

"Daozong, the military god, the immortality, the whale fishing, you may as well go together!"

The sword energy soared into the sky, and the owner of the first building in the world came out in person to spread this letter, which was the last sentence of Murong Longtu that day, throughout the world.

"Murrong Long Picture, I want to lose!"

On that day, there was no longer a dispute over the titles of Sword God, Sword Lord, and Sword Immortal in the world.

In the first eight hundred years and the next eight hundred years, the most romantic in the swordsmanship is in the world!

Murong Long Picture.

Sword Madman!

(End of this chapter)