Because of a sudden plague in Zhangwu County, every family had to hang white silk tapestry. The county soldiers who came to Shuiheguan today were all in mourning. They would never go back home before completing their mission.
Just now, there were about 15 or 16 Zhangwu sentries who were ordered to stay on the outside. Under the premise that all the 400 county soldiers had lost their fighting ability, these 15 or 6 people were the only ones left to fight among the 400 county soldiers. , at this moment, they had formed a small formation and slowly moved towards the statue of Laojun.
I saw three people walking in front with shields; two people on both sides carried hooks and short spears, forming a small semicircle with the three people in front with shields; behind the shields, four people revealed their divination halberds from the gap in the big shield, and the small The formation suddenly resembled a hairless hedgehog; the commander-in-chief held a mountain ax in his hand and was behind the halberdier; two crossbowmen stood beside him; and four others held broadswords with ring heads, and their backs were covered by the crossbowmen. , a group of soldiers and horses were closely connected, and under the command of Shi Chang, they slowly advanced.
This scene made Shi Chen, who had been in the military for more than ten years, couldn't help but admire, "Fan Tingnan's troops and horses are well-trained."
Under the leadership of the commander, this team was closely organized and advanced in an orderly manner. Wherever the team passed, the limp soldiers on the ground looked at the team intently and cast hopeful glances.
This small group of people is their last hope!
Master Wucai still didn't open his eyes, didn't raise his head, and didn't move his eyelids. It was as if he was in a void and external objects had nothing to do with him.
Said to be slow, but then fast, this small team arrived at the statue of Laojun in a blink of an eye. Master Wucai remained motionless, which made the commander of the army very angry. This move of Master Wucai was nothing more than an insult to their profession. He couldn't accept human contempt.
So, without any conversation between the two sides, after Shi Chang gave an order, the crossbowman immediately poked his head out, fired both crossbows, and the arrows floated to him. Master Wucai raised his hand and brushed away the arrows one by one, and then, It's gone and then...
The statue of Laojun is seven to eight feet high. This small group of people cannot climb or climb it. It is as long as a divination halberd, but it cannot even touch the crotch of Laojun, let alone the short hand. Bing and Wucaizhen met, and there was a brief confrontation. The scene was very embarrassing for a time.
Wucai Zhenren was calm and composed. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and muttered slightly, "An ant shakes a tree without overestimating its own capabilities."
As soon as he finished speaking, a spear carrying a faint sound of breaking the wind came suddenly. The spear stabbed straight into the arms of the statue of Lao Jun. Under the statue of Lao Jun, the shield soldiers at the front of the formation suddenly dispersed, and there was a sudden shock in the formation. A strong man rushed out, and with a broad sword in his hand, he swept it to the bottom of the statue of Lao Jun.
These are two Fan family tree-shaking warriors, and they are taking action!
The two of them moved almost at the same time, and their calculations were perfect. The big man with a knife swept across the lower plate of the Laojun statue, and with brute force, caused the Laojun statue to collapse. Taking advantage of Lao Dao's fall, he fired a shot in advance, stabbing Wucai just in time. The real person's whereabouts, time, opportunity, strength, and accuracy were all just right, and the coordination was very clever. If he followed this idea, this veteran would either die or be injured.
As expected, with the combined efforts of the two of them, the statue of Laojun fell, the Wind-breaking Spear arrived, and the figure of the Five Talents fell down. However, a scholar in the upper realm could not be hit so easily. Just as the two of them were secretly rejoicing, Wu Cai Zhenren raised his whisk with his right hand and gently rolled up Lao Jun's beard, which was also missing. The gun suddenly missed.
This wasn't the end yet. Wu Cai Zhenren took advantage of the situation and made a spin in the air. He gently extended his palm downwards and accurately hit the gun-wielding warrior in mid-air who couldn't rely on his strength. The warrior fell sharply and suddenly hit the side of the courtyard. On a thick pine tree, he vomited out a mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured and could no longer move.
Look at the strong warrior on the ground holding a broad sword. Just as he was sweeping across with his sword, Wu Cai Zhenren jumped up and deliberately added some strength to the statue of Lao Jun. After the warrior swept out with his sword, it fell down even though it was chopped off. The statue of Laojun itself was also injured due to the added strength of Wucai Zhenren, and the tiger's mouth was cracked. It was seriously injured and it was difficult to fight again.
In an understatement, the two men's attack ended in failure.
At this moment, Master Wucai stood in front of the collapsed statue of Laojun, neatly dressed, unscathed, and calm.
In the eyes of a master like Master Wucai, a warrior in the lower realm is as small as an ant in the eyes of a master like Wucaizhenren.
At this moment, a ray of blue light suddenly rose from the distance, and a flying sword wrapped around the fierce blue gang, screaming and rushing towards it quickly. On the hilt of the sword, the word 'chen' made of rosin was particularly conspicuous. Shining brightly in the sun, in an instant, the sword was already five steps away from the old man. The third style of the "Stone Whale Sword", the stone whale penetrated the sea, and was used by Death Shichen with full strength and full strength. It was really said that The momentum is like a rainbow.
When the 'Chen' sword flew up, the old Taoist 'Zi Liu' sighed in admiration. He stretched out his fly whisk and flicked it, and it wrapped around the Lan Gang Chen sword like a whirlpool. At the moment when the Chen sword was about to stab Wu Cai's face, Wu Cai's sword flew out. The real person's thin figure suddenly flashed to the side of the Chenjian sword. He took a deep breath, and the whisk glowed with dazzling white light. He exerted force, and the seemingly gentle whisk wrapped around the powerful Lan Gang Chenjian, fiercely. It hit the loess tiles on the other side, leaving a big hole one foot deep. Then Wucai Zhenren bent down, picked up the whisk again, and smashed the loess tiles on the other side, leaving another hole. Every time he hit it, he hit the loess tiles on the other side. , the blue Gang on the sword faded a bit, and by the ninth blow, Chen Jian was already lying on the ground like a dead thing. It was kicked by the old Taoist, and he didn't know where he landed.
Everyone was stunned, their jaws dropped by the fierce and crazy scene performed by Wu Cai Zhenren.
"The guest from far away, does he still have a second sword?"
Master Wucai opened his small eyes and shouted in the direction of Master Liu Yi and his disciples. His voice was neither soft nor serious, and it just happened to reach their ears.
Death Shichen's face turned gray, he shook his head helplessly, took a breath, and said bitterly to Liu Yi beside him, "I, an old fisherman, encountered pirates again when I went to sea. These five talented people refined their Qi, Transformed into a spirit, the spirit is still empty, and he has entered the Yushu realm. In the Yushu realm, he is a top master of Xuanxuan. If he wanted to kill people, there would be corpses everywhere here. Yi'er, let's go, pick up the sword If you take it back, I’m afraid it will be useless today!”
Liu Yi was convinced, nodded and said, "The Five Talented Masters are in a superior state, and with thousands of troops here, they may not be our opponents. Yi'er feels that we should take a long-term view and take the advantage of wisdom. Moreover, Yi'er feels that the great plague in Zhangwu , seems to have another hidden agenda.”
Just when the master and the apprentice were about to take the sword and leave, Death Shichen seemed to notice something, his pupils suddenly dilated, he looked into the distance, and shouted urgently, "Wait! Wait! This, this is... .!”
Liu Yi followed the dead man's gaze and saw not far away, a well-proportioned man wearing a bamboo hat, a gray shirt and a raincoat, walking towards Shuihe Temple from the side of the master and apprentice.
This mysterious man's pace was not fast, but his movement skills were looming. He took one step at a time, one step at a time, in an orderly manner. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the entrance of Shuihe View. Liu Yi rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not dazzled, and then looked at Death Shichen, "Master. , Who is this master? His body movements are so elegant, as graceful as a swimming dragon!"
"The great son of the Mohist family today, Han Li." Death Shichen was obviously a little excited.
Liu Yi carefully recalled what was written in the book and murmured, "The leader of the Momen in Muzhou is the most powerful person?"
Death Shichen nodded slightly and explained, "The Mohist School was originally an academic sect. It was founded around the Warring States Period by the great sage Mo Zhai. For hundreds of years, the Mohist School's inheritance has never been interrupted, and it can be regarded as a long-standing and well-established school among hundreds of scholars. The sect is also a prominent school in the world. My child, you have read a lot of books, and you must also know that this Mohist school advocates universal love, non-attack, frugality, Minggui, and heavenly will. It has many disciples and they are all over the northern part of the empire. As the empire It is the only sect in the country that fully inherits the Mohist culture. It always respects the virtuous and helps the poor and the weak. Although it is low-key, its strength cannot be underestimated. Han Li is the leader of contemporary chivalry and is respected by the world."
Liu Yi nodded in agreement, "Master, Yi'er once read in the book that everyone in the Mo family is a knight, and it is a praiseworthy and respectable sect. But what is the internal structure of the Mo family?"
The dead man Chen looked at Han Li with admiration and said to Liu Yi, "There are legends in the world that the Mohist family usually has an inner sect, an outer sect, and a dharma sect. The inner sect practices martial arts, the outer sect is mostly skilled craftsmen, and the dharma sect cultivates virtue. Preach.”
Liu Yi lowered his head and thought deeply, recalling his father's teachings: Mozi worshiped the ghosts and gods of heaven extremely. Mozi believed that these shadowy wills always seek a power in the world to prevent people from becoming decadent and going astray. This is This power is Mozi and the Mohist school he founded. The reason why the Mohist sword of justice is invincible in the world is fundamentally because it is the will of heaven and the power of ghosts and gods. The reason why God chose the Mohist school is because Mozi had extraordinary talent, character and skills. The ideas he believed in could speak for God, could distinguish the good and evil in the world on behalf of ghosts and gods, and could be as strong as a mountain. Punish evil and promote good.
At the end of this speech, Liu Quansheng said to Liu Yi sincerely, "Actually, Old Mozi has forgotten one thing. The will of the people is the source of the Mohist family's invincibility in the world!"
After Liu Yi finished thinking, he turned to look at Han Li standing in front of Shuiheguan Gate and sighed, "This Momen is like a well-equipped elite army!"
The dead man Chen had a look of longing on his face and talked eloquently, "There are too many legends about the Mohist family! Not to mention the distant ones, it is said that during the Three Kingdoms period, Prime Minister Zhuge invented the wooden ox and flowing horse, Zhuge Liannu and other magical weapons. The person responsible for mass production was the outer disciple of the Mohist sect; during the period of Emperor Xiaoren, Gongyan Prime Minister Ma Jun was the chief disciple of the outer sect. Today's heroic city of Chang'an can be regarded as a masterpiece of the Mohist sect to a certain extent; in recent years, today's Emperor Liu Yan built the Great Wall in northern Xinjiang, which seems to have the influence of Mohism."
"As for Han Li, the great prince, after he came to the throne, he continued the trend of keeping a low profile and seldom appeared in the world. It is said that when Han Li was young, he determined to end the injustice in the world. Wherever he went, evil people were afraid. Ah! Come on, come on, Yi'er, sit down, there's a good show today! No matter what happens, let's watch his mother fight first, hahaha! Watching the masters fight is the perfect opportunity for us to understand the Taoism. ah."
Liu Yi nodded in agreement and said with a smile, "It's just a show for nothing, only fools don't watch it!"
Death Shichen swept away a piece of snow on the hill and pulled Liu Yi to sit on the ground.
The two were in high spirits, waiting to watch a battle.
