All Heavens: Get the Nine Swords at the start

Chapter 103 Using the Sword to Discuss Dao ([-])

"Those who look back, look back at the past and look at the present, stand on the long river of time, use the past to see the present, you can look back at the past, and you can also look at the future. There is indeed a record of this technique in the Taoist scriptures."

"The only record about the use of this technique is that King Wen drove a chariot for 800 weeks, so Zhou survived for [-] years." Li Ming replied.

"Uncle Master, can you perform this technique?" Han Fei asked.

Li Ming shook his head and said, "I just know something about this secret technique, but I don't know it."

"Thank you, uncle, for clearing up the confusion." Han Fei sat down with a sad face, staring blankly at the meals on the table, and his thoughts had already flown to nowhere.

During this period, Han Fei has been dreaming, but every time he wakes up, he forgets the content of the dream and only vaguely remembers that he had a dream.

The faint traces of tears on the pillow always reminded him that this dream was very likely to be a sad one.

Originally, Han Fei planned to find an opportunity to ask his teacher about this matter in the next two days, but for some reason today, when he saw this Taoist disciple, Brother Kun Pengzi, he suddenly felt an impulse in his heart, and it subconsciously lingered in his heart. A long question was asked.

Han Fei had a vague feeling that this uncle Kunpengzi would play a vital role in preventing the things in his dreams from becoming reality.

Although, he still doesn't know what the content of that dream is.

Every time a song would appear in his dream, there was an indescribable beauty in the song, and it seemed sad, distant, and familiar. Whenever he heard this song, his heart seemed to become clear. Now, I can think clearly about many things that I could not understand before.

The singing made him feel a calling. After thinking for a long time, Han Fei had made up his mind to say goodbye to his teacher in a few days and set off for Korea.

Li Ming answered questions raised by Confucian disciples from time to time, and occasionally chatted with Fu Nian beside him, but his eyes were always paying attention to Han Fei's movements.

Looking at the wandering Han Fei, Li Ming secretly said in his heart: "It seems that Han Fei will return to Korea soon, and the plot of Tian Xing Jiu Ge will also start. I don't know where the startled salamander is now, where is Xin Zheng?" How are you getting ready?"

"Mr. Fu Nian, do you know when Senior Brother Xun Kuang will come?" Li Ming couldn't help asking when Master Xun didn't show up after drinking for three rounds.

"Uncle Master, don't be impatient..." Before Fu Nian finished speaking, a voice came from behind him: "I kept the distinguished guest waiting for a long time, the old man has neglected you."

"Meet the teacher!"

"Meet the teacher!"

"Meet Uncle Shi!"

A group of Confucian disciples got up and saluted.

"Kunpeng met Senior Brother Xunzi." Li Ming also stood up and bowed.

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"Xiaomengzi of Tianzong, Kunpengzi of Renzong, the Taoists are truly blessed." Master Xun nodded and said.

"Everyone sit down." Master Xun motioned for everyone to sit down.

The arrival of Xunzi made the banquet lose its previous lively atmosphere. A group of Confucian disciples all knelt down and trembled, not daring to breathe. It was the first time for many of them to see this famous seventeenth person. China's Confucian masters.

Seeing the embarrassment of the disciples, Fu Nian said aloud: "You all go down, each copy the ten chapters of Analects for today's homework."

"Promise." Fu Nian's words made everyone feel relieved and they quickly agreed in unison.

In the hall, only Xunzi, Li Ming, Fu Nian, Yan Lu, Han Fei, and Li Si remained.

"Junior Brother Kunpengzi, your visit to Xiaoshengxianzhuang this time should not be just to give you the ear-rolling sword." Xunzi asked.

Li Ming nodded and said: "In this visit, besides visiting Master Fu Nian, I also hope to enter the Confucian Book Collection Pavilion."

"Oh? You want to enter our Confucian library? The Taoist library is all-encompassing. There are countless books. On martial arts, on the classics of sages, there is no shortage in the Taoist library. You also have the fragments of the Confucian classics. Why do you want to go to the Confucian Library instead of the near?" Xunzi said with a hint of rejection in his words.

This is normal. After all, no one would let an outsider watch and read their core martial arts at will.

Li Ming understood Master Xun's worries and explained: "Brother Xun Kuang misunderstood. Kunpeng has no intention of prying into the core secrets of Confucianism, but only wants to read the writings left by Confucian sages. If Confucianism is willing, I can use Daoism's Da Zhou Tian Qi Xing Method in exchange. , for any Confucian martial arts."

Li Ming's words made Master Xun a little surprised. The Great Zhou Tianqi Movement Technique is not a common thing, but one of the Taoist mental methods handed down from generation to generation. At the very least, only elders are qualified to practice this mental method.

But now the Taoists are willing to pay such a high price, just in exchange for any Confucian martial arts, that is to say, as long as the Confucianism is shameless, they can even use a Confucian introductory mental method in exchange for the Da Zhou Tian Qi Xing method.

What is the meaning of this Taoist move?

This question shrouded the minds of everyone present, and Fu Nian, the head of the Confucianism, reacted immediately, and asked, "Master, why do you insist on entering the Confucian Book Collection Pavilion? Even, at the price of the Da Zhou Tian Qi Xing Method? "

Everyone looked at Li Ming in unison, waiting for his answer.

Luo Wang knew that he had comprehended martial arts from the Taoist scriptures, coupled with the rumors that had been circulated among hundreds of schools some time ago, this matter had obviously been exposed.

And if he can successfully enter the Confucian Book Collection Pavilion, this matter will surely spread throughout the world.In the future, he will collect the works of sages and various classics, so as to avoid some redundant explanations.

Although this will make it more difficult for him to collect books, this kind of thing can only be kept secret for a while. According to the current attitude of Confucianism, if he doesn't speak clearly, he may not have the opportunity to enter the Confucian Book Collection Pavilion.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Ming still decided to talk about the matter, courtesy first and then soldiers. If the Confucianists really don't want it, he can only use some shady means.

Preventing people from becoming enlightened is more vengeful than killing parents, this is not empty talk.

Collecting the works of sages and various classics, integrating hundreds of schools into one body, and achieving great freedom is Li Ming's goal in this world. No one can stand in his way. If conventional methods do not work, he doesn't mind using some means to achieve it. Target.

Li Ming, who had made a decision in his heart, stood up and walked to the center of the hall, looked directly at the Confucian people, and said slowly: "I entered Taoism when I was three years old, and decided to comprehend Taoism when I was six. I have made some small achievements. The way I cultivate is different from any existing way."

Before he finished speaking, the Heavenly Sword Intent burst out of his body and enveloped the entire hall. Feeling the majestic Sword Intent emanating from Li Ming, Master Xun quickly waved his hand and released a wall of energy, enveloping Yan Lu, Han Fei, and Li Si inside.

The moment the Tongtian Sword Intent appeared, the Tai'a sword around Fu Nian's waist was automatically unsheathed for three points. If Fu Nian hadn't held it down in time, the Tai'a sword would probably fly directly to Li Ming's side.

Han Fei reached out and pressed his chest, as if trying to suppress something, until Xunzi's Qi wall protected him, Han Fei dared to put down his hand on his chest.

(End of this chapter)