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4. Ink and Jianghu

Seeing this, Xiao Qing'er shook the peach blossom fan in her hand and said, "The one who beats the eldest son of the Su family is from the Mo family. He says he is jealous, but in fact he doesn't like his playboy and arrogant look."

She covered her mouth gently with a slap and said with a smile: "You must also know the style of the Mo family, the heroic and righteousness, we can't stop it."

The Mohist school was not a single family force, but a continuation of the hundreds of schools of thought in the pre-Qin era. It was divided into two branches for thousands of years, with the court and the country being separated. Six hundred years ago, the Great Zhou Dynasty fell, and the Mohist school's work and supervision collapsed and died in the fire of war.

Later, the old man from the Great Zhou court welcomed the leader of the "Luowang" in the wild force, and established the Later Zhou Dynasty. At that time, the people from the Mo family who were scattered in the world were summoned. They wanted to build a palace but were rejected. The two had a grudge.

The Mohist master then built a city of government offices among the mountains of Yunling Mountain to serve as the Mohist garrison, and at the same time to prevent the attack of the Later Zhou army. The Yunling Mountain is located in Daliang.

The Mohist school was mostly a low-level people in society, advocating the pursuit of "the benefit of the world and the great harm of the world". Hundreds of years have passed, and it has always been a heroic spirit and has a good reputation in the world.

Yan Yushu gently pounded his palm, "If the Mo family members do not enter the Later Zhou Dynasty, they will not easily enter the imperial capital of Northern Yan and our Daliang. This time they must have come to watch the ceremony!"

Su Che's heart moved slightly.

Yan Yushu smiled and said, "Let's go to the haiyuan of Daxing Temple."

Su Che followed him and asked, "Will the Mo family stay in the vegetarian courtyard?"

After all, those in Buddhism emphasize "compassion as one's heart, accumulating virtue as one's virtue, and doing good deeds; harmony as one's value, and not taking swords and swords." No matter whether it is true or false, they have always had no intersection with the Mohist school.

Yan Yushu was also a little unsure, but at this time he said: "The Buddhist priests are facing the world and spread invitations widely. Those monks don't think they will care about anything."

Su Che nodded gently.

...

"I advise you not to do anything randomly, my father is Su Dingyuan!"

At dusk, outside the alleys, by the green water, by the bluestone river.

Su Qing, who was originally a handsome young man, fell to the ground, covered in white clothes, dusty jade boots, and a pale face.

In front of him, all the servants who accompanied him died by the sword. Huang Wenhu, who had always been arrogant and domineering, had already run away after leaving an arm.

In front of me was a man in black holding a sword, with a veil covering his face and a cold sword.

"So what about Su Dingyuan? Can he still show up here and save your life?" The man in black flipped his wrist and handed it in front of his sword, "Die!"

Su Qing looked shocked. Seeing the sword stabbing, he turned his eyes and fainted.

Whoosh!

With a sound of breaking through the air, the man in black suddenly pulled his sword and stabbed it back. A copper coin was stabbed on the tip of the sword, and the copper coin shattered, but the force on it made him take two steps back.

"I'm so brave to commit an offense in the capital!" A middle-aged man carrying a wine pot walked out of the alley. He drank a sip of wine and had a copper coin on his hand.

The man in black didn't say anything, and stepped on his feet and started to use his light skills and left.

"Want to run?" The middle-aged man flew out his fingers, but his body was not slow at all. He stepped on the water on his toes and pressed the man's shoulders.

"You can also care about the grievances in the world?" The man in black shook his shoulders, his figure as flexible as a loach. He copied the long sword in his hand and stabbed it straight into the middle-aged man's heart.

"I'll take care of you here!" The middle-aged man chuckled and actually grabbed the sword with his hands.

The man in black seemed to smile, and the evening breeze came, blowing the light dew on the hat.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man subconsciously raised his eyes, but only saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

He couldn't help but pause, but his palm also touched the sword.

It was like the intersection of gold and iron. The man in black shook his sword, kicked it out and then retreated with force, and several ups and downs disappeared.

The middle-aged man was unable to react and was hit in the chest. His strength stagnated and he fell into the water.

"Your mother!" The middle-aged man jumped out of the water, wiped his face, and couldn't help but curse.

...

Daxing Temple is southwest of Liangdu City. Here is a Buddhist temple. At dusk, sandalwood is bursting with vaguely blue smoke.

There are vegetarian courtyards in the Buddhist temple, but they are reserved for the major sects and the vegetarians who add incense. If ordinary people are sensible, they will definitely not disturb them. If they stay overnight, they live in the vegetarian room on Shizhai Street outside the Buddhist temple.

The carriage stopped under the archway on Shizhai Street.

Su Che put the curtains and looked out. The night had fallen. There were not many pedestrians on the road. The long street was deep and there were many shops on both sides, with occasional lights.

"Look ahead." Yan Yushu said.

The carriage slowly moved forward, and Su Che felt a little nervous for no reason. Although he grew up in Liangdu since he was young, he only went out to the city to play with the adults every year during outings. He practiced stakes all day in the mansion. Not to mention this imperial capital, he was not very familiar with the Suzaku Street.

He is different from Yan Yushu. Su Dingyuan often said, "A man's fame is only obtained immediately." Although he was asked to study, he hired a teacher in the mansion instead of letting him go to a private school.

And all this was naturally thanks to Su Qing, the eldest brother. Su Qing was a playboy who couldn't help him, so Su Dingyuan put his enthusiasm on him.

Su Che was able to understand his premature mind, but he was a little angry after all.

Just as I was thinking, I heard a few strange sounds.

Yan Yushu's face turned red and he rubbed his belly with a little embarrassed.

Su Che smiled and said, "Let's go back."

"How can this work? I haven't found your elder brother yet." Yan Yushu was a little anxious.

"But we have already walked to Shizhai Street and we haven't heard the neighing of the horses." Su Che said with a smile.

Yan Yuhan's eyes were slightly brighter and he patted his hands gently, "Yes, your elder brother has a group of seven or eight horses. It's time to be quiet. These courtyards are not that big, so there should be horses neighing."

Su Che nodded, "I think so too."

Yan Yushu raised his chin and shouted outside, "Let's go home."

"But is it a little bad to just go back like this?" he turned around and whispered.

Su Che said: "My elder brother is aware of the capital. Besides, the Mo family has always praised it very well. Even if he annoys others, he will only suffer some flesh and blood. He will never worry about his life."

Yan Yushu nodded, "That's right, maybe people have been thrown to your doorstep now."

Su Che rolled his eyes.

The carriage was turned around and headed back toward the way, but when he reached the archway, two men hurriedly ran over to him.

They were dressed in ordinary clothes, but they all held swords and had steady steps. They were obviously people in the martial arts world who had the ability to do it.

At this time, a voice came into Su Che and Yan Yushu's ears, "They are from the Mo family, their breath is long, the qi sea in the Dantian has been established, and their martial arts are not weak."

Yan Liu, who was transmitting the message to the thread. He knew his young master and was very curious about the world, so he would say a few words every time he came out.

In today's world, practicing martial arts is about practicing, both internally and externally nourishing the breath in the heart, but one requires the state of mind and the other requires the body.

The inner one uses art to enter the Tao, the inner qi is thick and the "intellect" is emphasized; the outer one uses body to enter the Tao, the body is strong and the "form". The first great success can achieve "Huanyuan" and "Shenqiao", and the later great success is "no cast".

When you first enter the practice of cultivation, you must develop your own trump card, because the way you seek the Tao is to compare the methods.
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