The river is turbulent and chilly to the bone.
The mud and sand are endless, and the dark stones are countless.
Mo Qiu went up against the flood alone.
Those Mohists who could go through fire and water and refuse to turn back did not follow.
It’s not that they don’t want to, it’s that they can’t protect themselves.
This road is too difficult.
It is so difficult that even determination, will, and actions are not enough. You also need the strength to go against the world.
Those who follow him because of their faith may not necessarily be able to keep up with him.
But it doesn't matter, he's still here.
The sky and the earth are vast and the water is surging.
The sky turned gloomy at some point, with thick dark clouds coming over the sky. Occasionally there would be thunder, but what was illuminated was a world covered in mud, sand and turbid water.
It is clear that the rain has not yet had time to fall, but the world has already seen the sea flowing across the river.
In the vast sea, a small figure walked alone in the surging water, silently.
Thunderstorms are brewing, autumn is about to pass, and another cold winter has arrived!
"Do you think he will come?"
Standing on the dry shore, Bai Xundao suddenly asked a confused question.
There were five people beside him, all of whom were dignified. Even the other commander-in-chiefs could only smile at them when they saw them.
"Then Mo Qiu is not a fool. If he doesn't come, forget it. If you dare to come!"
One of the shortest and leanest men had a cold look in his eyes, "I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word "death"!"
"That's right. Breaking into the military formation as a master is just taking advantage of someone who underestimated the enemy. Do you really think that we are manipulated by clay figures?"
Beside the lean man, another martial arts master wearing three bright feathers on his head spoke.
Bai Xundao glanced at the two of them. Of course, these two were the two martial arts masters sent by Daqing.
At the beginning, Mo Qiu led an formation of three thousand inkmen to kill Liu Xuanqi, the commander-in-chief of Daqing, but he completely wiped out Daqing's face. This hatred was obviously still remembered.
Being a grandmaster does not mean that you can do whatever you want. Which royal family has not supported several grandmasters?
Even Emperor Zong Ming, who was dedicated to seeking immortality, had a new grandmaster to replace Mr. Ji, although he later died due to the impact of the innate realm.
These national guardian grandmasters were supported by the royal family, selected from an early age, and had a clean financial background. After becoming grandmasters, they were actually quite free. They were only needed to represent a country when necessary, and the emperor would never show any emotion to them.
From this aspect, they and the royal family are actually both prosperous and disadvantaged.
The glory and wealth that you should enjoy are exactly the same, and you will naturally do your best when you need to work hard.
Especially when four countries besiege one country, where is there any room for struggle? Just go through it step by step, and you don't even need to make any great efforts.
Again, the advantage is mine!
What will happen to Mo Qiu's reputation even if the moon is at its peak?
It doesn't work well in Daqing.
A grandmaster cannot fight alone. Guoqiang, even if he is also a grandmaster, can speak a little louder.
What's more, in the Four Kingdoms Alliance, various masters are helping to keep watch. Even if all the masters in Otsuki now add up to six, what else is there to say?
Slap your face hard!
If Mo Qiu doesn't come, the Yuan River bursting its embankment will be considered as venting Da Qing's hatred. If Mo Qiu dares to come, then he shouldn't leave!
"You guys"
Bai Xundao shook his head. He didn't know what he thought of. He stood quietly on the dry shore and said no more.
"Master, did you think of yourself?"
Next to him, a martial arts master who looked much younger but already middle-aged asked.
Among the four-nation coalition, Daqi has the strongest national power and the widest territory.
But few people remember or mention that Daqi had not been adjacent to Big Moon before.
The reason why they are bordering is because there is another country occupied by Daqi - just like today's Da Yue is about to be divided.
And Bai Xundao was the protector of the destroyed country back then!
The Grandmaster who protects the country cannot truly protect the country after all in the face of the general trend.
Although Mo Qiu was not Dayue's Grand Protector of the Country, what he did was no worse than any other Grand Protector of the Country, or even worse!
It's no wonder that after Bai Xundao heard the news about Mo Qiu, he rushed to Dayue in person regardless of his age, with the intention of meeting Mo Qiu in his heart.
To a certain extent, Mo Qiu's experience at this time was quite similar to Bai Xundao's when he was young.
However, Bai Xundao finally chose to bow his head in the face of the general trend and became Da Qi's national protector master. He even trained another martial arts master for Da Qi.
"yes."
Bai Xundao's beard and hair are all white, but his face is still fair and flawless. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has white hair and a childish face. This is the true state of a grandmaster. Even if the end is approaching and his life span is over, how can his body, which has been incorruptible for a hundred years, show much Old?
Their longevity does not support this.
"I want him to come, but I'm also afraid of him coming."
Bai Xundao said quietly.
At forty, there is no confusion; at fifty, one knows the destiny; at sixty, one's ears are attuned; at seventy, one follows the heart's desires without exceeding the rules. This is the state of a great wise man.
And he is already one hundred and twenty years old this year.
At this age, even if you are a martial arts master, you have buried your head in the earth. Whether it is experience, experience, or understanding of life, you have reached the pinnacle of the world, and you rarely hesitate.
There is only one thing that feels stuck in my throat and I have never really let go of it over the years.
But usually no one dared to mention it in front of him without opening their eyes, so they pretended not to know and silently watched Daqi become stronger and stronger, and many things in his heart seemed to be let go.
It wasn't until he heard that the Daqi royal family asked the martial arts master to go to Dayue to help protect it, that he curiously inquired about it and learned about Mo Qiu.
Memories that were so long ago that it took several generations to look through them suddenly came to mind again.
It turns out that I haven't really let go yet.
Now that he is half buried, he no longer has any worries, so he is here.
He wanted to see what kind of person Mo Qiu was.
He is somewhat similar to his younger self.
When he faced the irreversible trend, he finally chose to give in. Just like the source river bursting its banks today, what can he do if he is a grandmaster?
After this difficulty, Mo Qiu should understand.
The Grandmaster is not an immortal. Although there are things that ordinary people cannot achieve, it is simply impossible to change the world with one person's body and mind.
If the other party really has the heart to manage the world and benefit the people, the intention to help the world, and the right strategy to help those in danger, he is willing to give up his position to Mo Qiu and let Mo Qiu become Da Qi's next Bai Xundao.
Facing an irresistible and powerful enemy, gritting one's teeth and fighting for your life is not the best strategy. What's wrong with integrating into it, changing everything, and slowly trying to figure it out?
Since Mo Qiu dared to kill the emperor, he must have been extremely disappointed with the Dayue royal family.
In this case, what's the difference between staying in Dayue and staying in Daqi?
Is it possible that the situation of the people of Dayue, who had not lost their country, could be worse than that of being merged into Daqi after the country was destroyed?
Even if it starts to be a bit miserable, after Mo Qiu joins Da Qi, he can fully display his own strength. With his help, why can't he use his talents?
Not all emperors are Emperor Zongming!
Both emotionally and rationally, his original choice was not wrong, nor should it be wrong.
"Master, why do you need to worry about this matter anymore? Because of your relationship, the people of Daqing are living a pretty good life now. Mo Qiu seems to be fighting bloody battles for the country and the people, preaching morality, recruiting disciples, and guarding City, but what is the use of the things he did? It is just to make more people die in this war!
If, after killing Emperor Zongming, he immediately led the Mohists to defect to us, and then relied on his prestige and virtue left in the hearts of Dayue people to persuade them to submit, how could he encounter any resistance? How could there be a massacre of the city, or even the source river bursting its banks now?
He seems to be serving the country and the people, but in fact he has exhausted the people's wealth, exhausted the people's hearts, wasted the people's strength, and destroyed the people's livelihood. It is really not what a smart person does, and is even worse than you, Master! How can he cause you unnecessary annoyance? Such 'smart people' are the most hateful. Do they really think of themselves as some kind of saint?
In my opinion, they are just people seeking fame and reputation, and at best they are just hypocrites! "
Bai Xundao's disciple and another martial arts master of Da Qi said immediately.
fishing for fame
"ha"
Faced with the disciple's relief, Bai Xundao smiled and did not answer.
It’s uncomfortable to see with your own eyes what it’s like to subjugate your country.
This disciple was born into a wealthy family and grew up next to him. Naturally, the treatment he enjoyed was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. In addition, Daqi's national power was at its peak, and he had never done anything out of the ordinary. The foolish emperor must not be able to understand all this.
Not everyone can have such favorable conditions, and not everyone can be so tolerant.
When you witness with your own eyes that a country is gradually sinking, everything you are familiar with begins to move away from you, the people at the bottom are inferior to pigs and dogs, and your relatives and friends die in battle. How can you describe all this with "insignificant annoyance"?
"In my opinion, that Mo Qiu will definitely not come. There are only a few grandmasters in the whole month? They are so estranged from each other that there is no way they can get together. What can they do if they get together? It's ridiculous to use one's arms as a chariot. It's just ridiculous. . Let’s get together, who is our opponent in Grandmaster Dayue?”
The martial arts master of Dai Viet said with a smile.
Among the four countries, Dai Viet is the weakest. After the Yuan River bursts its embankment, as long as he waits for a while, he will no longer be hindered. The task assigned to him by the emperor can be regarded as successfully completed, and he feels happy.
"I think you just believe Mo Qiu's rhetoric. Mo Qiu keeps saying it. He talks like he is the only martial arts master in the world. That's pretty much it."
The leaner martial arts master from Daqing raised his head and looked at the sky. "There will be another heavy rain soon, and the water will rise again. In this way, we can capture Yuzhou without a single blow, which saves us a lot of effort. Don't do it." Mentioning Mo Qiu again dampens the interest."
As soon as he finished speaking, Grandmaster Dayong, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "Mo Qiu."
"Um?!"
Daqing's grandmaster immediately frowned, was he giving him eye drops?
But then he discovered that it was really not the case.
Following Grandmaster Dayong's gaze and looking forward, he saw a small dot in the river flowing upstream!
The water in the source river is so fast that it is just when the dike bursts. How can anything go upstream?
In addition, the water here is extremely deep, even if you drop a tree, it will be difficult to reach the bottom. No matter what it is, it should not be able to get close at this time.
Unless someone is resisting the flood.
The martial arts master has excellent eyesight. Although the distance is far away, it is not difficult to find out from the light of true energy shining slightly around that person that he is also a martial arts master.
Mo Qiu
he came!
He actually came!
How dare he come here? !
For a moment, the six martial arts masters who noticed this scene all fell silent. The words that they could have used to criticize before seemed so weak at this moment.
Watching Mo Qiu silently in the swift river water, he struggled to slide his arms, and with the help of his true energy, he kept getting closer to this place.
His skin looks quite dark, like an old farmer in the countryside. Even his face has little to do with the word handsome, but it looks quite square, and his rather rough brows are tightly knitted into A word "Chuan", only the exposed arms appear solid and powerful, even the blood vessels are bulging high.
But nothing compares to those eyes.
What kind of look was that, full of pain, anger, anger and even more eyes that were difficult to describe in words, like an indestructible sword that wanted to pierce all of them.
He was clearly alone, but he rushed towards this place without any interruption or fear, swimming upstream!
It was as if he was not alone, but they were fighting alone!
Finally, when the distance got close enough, Mo Qiu sank briefly.
The next moment, a figure with splashes of water landed heavily on the dry bank!
The moment he landed, the still intact river embankment seemed to tremble.
That man's figure is quite tall, even among the masters he is definitely the most outstanding one, enough to make people look up at him, and at a glance, he looks like a god or demon in the world!
It's just that his chest was heaving extremely violently, and the breath he exhaled was like white mist, and his originally dark skin also had a bit of bright red color.
The six martial arts masters looked at Mo Qiu quietly.
"伱"
Daqing's lean martial arts master's throat rolled for some reason. He was also a master, but he was intimidated by Mo Qiu's aura!
"How dare you come?!"
Fortunately, another Grandmaster of Daqing asked him about it.
With his companion by his side, the slight guilt that had appeared in his heart for some unknown reason immediately dissipated without a trace. The Lean Grandmaster immediately said: "Are you not afraid of death? When you attacked and killed the tent of my Commander-in-Chief Daqing, but I haven’t settled it with you yet!”
No one needs to introduce him, but looking at the grandmaster's short brown clothes, dark skin, and burly figure, you know that this person must be Mo Qiu!
"Mo is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of death?"
Mo Qiu stared at the masters in front of him with his eyes as cold as ice and as sharp as knives. There was no trace of fear, only his voice was filled with unparalleled anger: "How dare you do such a thing that harms the people? !”
The author recently suffered from lumbar muscle strain. It is really uncomfortable! After treatment, I feel better. The new chair I bought will arrive tomorrow. There will definitely be more updates tomorrow! ! !
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