Emperor Taizong's Growth Plan

Chapter 143 Arguing about martial arts is also debating scriptures
Sang Pan felt the throbbing in his heart, and under the astonished eyes of the palace attendant beside him, he suddenly stopped in place, staring straight ahead.

There was hesitation in his eyes, but after all he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and the purple light in his eyes suddenly lit up.

In an instant, the world and everything in his sight changed suddenly.

Whether it was the guards around him or the servants in the palace, in his eyes, everyone turned into a human form condensed by various auras.

The Yin-Yang family holds the idea that man and nature are in harmony, and believes that the breaths between man and heaven and earth echo and influence each other.

There is a great sage of the Yinyang family, combined with the Yinyang family's theory of "formation" to observe the flow of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, and stars, and comprehend the secret art of "Guanxintong", which can break through the appearance of people. , straight to the heart.

A warrior with a high level of cultivation, or an expert from various schools who understand the truth of the world, under the aura of cohesion, they are faintly connected with various forces traveling between the heaven and the earth, and can even manifest various visions, which is quite miraculous.

Just like Ju Meng who led people to pick up Sang Pan into the palace, there was a phantom of an ancient sword above his head.

But at this moment, Sang Pan couldn't help showing a look of shock as he looked at the palace buildings in front of him.

He practiced this secret technique of the Yin Yang family intensively, and he has seen countless people. This ordinary vision should not have shocked him so much.

Now in Sang Pan's line of sight, the auras of the imperial guards and palace attendants of the Yun Kingdom around him pulled out a fine silk thread, extending continuously to the palace in front of him.

Even between heaven and earth, in all directions, countless fine silk threads gather at the palace in front.

Above that palace, silk threads condensed, countless auras flowed on it, and finally a purple flying bird manifested.

The vision of this purple flying bird is entrenched on the roof of the palace, except for the shape and color, there is nothing strange about it.

Shouldn't it be that such a vision that affects Yunguo finally manifests such a rather ordinary looking purple bird?

Just as Sang Pan frowned and was puzzled in his heart, the purple bird suddenly shook, stood upright, spread its wings, soared upwards, and circled and danced in the sky.

The purple flying bird stretched its body to its heart's content, and the gorgeous and dazzling feathers, under the sunlight, were full of magnificence and nobility, making people dizzy.

The purple flying bird stretched its neck and raised its head in the state of singing.

Faintly, it seemed that there was a long cry coming to Sang Pan's ears.Its sound is loud and clear, just like the impact of gold and stone, breaking through the clouds and spreading across the sky.

Sang Pan staggered back a few steps and nearly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Ju Meng, who was in charge of connecting Sang Pan to the palace, couldn't help but frowned, and stepped forward and said:
"what happened?"

Sang Pan stabilized his figure, rubbed his dry and stinging eyes, raised his head and gave a wry smile, and said:
"It's Meng Lang!"

Ju Meng frowned, looked at Sang Pan a few times, with an unhappy expression on his face, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you dare to use your Yin-Yang family's secret technique in front of His Majesty, you will be asking for trouble!"

Sang Pan heard the words, gave a wry smile, cupped his hands and said:
"Yes!"

In fact, it was precisely because of this consideration that Sang Pan did not restrain himself from using secret techniques to observe the front.

At this moment, he couldn't help becoming more and more interested in Yun Guo.Relying on the secret technique that has never failed in the world, he has already suffered two secret losses from Yunguo!
"Let's go, His Majesty is coming soon!" Ju Meng said dissatisfied.

When Sang Pan heard the words, he stopped thinking and quickly followed Ju Meng.

Ju Meng led the people to a pavilion in the imperial garden.

At this time Xiao Cheng had not yet arrived, and there were two people sitting in the pavilion.Jin Shengyuan, the head of the miscellaneous family, and You Lao, the head of the novelist.

Ju Meng nodded slightly to the two, and then said to Sang Pan:
"Your Majesty will be here soon."

After finishing speaking, Ju Meng turned around and left, and it was Lian's servant in the palace who was serving on the side.

Whether it's Jin Shengyuan, You Lao, or Sang Pan, they are a little unclear about the sudden appearance of each other.

Unable to grasp Xiao Cheng's intentions, the three of them did not intend to act rashly, and tacitly did not strike up a conversation.They just looked at each other, guessing each other's identity from the other's clothing, behavior and actions.

None of the three spoke, and the atmosphere was inexplicably tense.

Mo Yue waited for two or three quarters before Xiao Cheng came, surrounded by all the servants in the palace.

Seeing this, Jin Shengyuan and You Lao quickly stood up, saluted Xiao Cheng respectfully, and said in unison:
"Meet Your Majesty!"

Sang Pan also bowed and said:

"Disciples of the Yin Yang family, pay respects to His Majesty the Emperor of Yun Kingdom!"

With a peaceful face, Xiao Cheng held his right hand to the three of them, and said with a smile:
"Everyone is excused! Today is my host, so there is no need to be so polite."

While Xiao Cheng sat on the main seat without any scruples, he motioned for everyone to sit down without formality.

As soon as the three of them sat down, Xiao Cheng pointed at Sang Pan, smiled and said to Jin Shengyuan and the others:
"This is Sang Pan, a member of the Yinyang family. The three of you are all members of the family, so I invite the two of you to accompany me."

Hearing this, You Lao responded with a smile.On the other hand, Jin Shengyuan, who was always kind, unexpectedly didn't look very good-looking at this moment.

Xiao Cheng turned his head to look at Sang again, half jokingly said:
"My subordinates said that you, a member of the Yinyang family, are especially good at knowing people, and you are very famous in the country of Xia. Since this is the case, I will not introduce you today, and I will try to see if you, a master student of the Yinyang family, can recognize the two of them." People's origins."

Since it was going to meet Xiao Cheng, it was impossible that Dongchang was not prepared at all.It just so happened that Sang Pan was quite well-known in the martial arts world, so Dongchang found out part of his background without much effort.

Sang Pan, who was born in the Yinyang family, is one of the representative figures walking on the rivers and lakes in the Yinyang family.The eighth-level cultivation base is not low, but she rarely shows her martial arts. She is best at the Yin Yang family's secret technique "Guan Xin Tong". She once traveled the world as a fortune teller and has a great reputation.

Hearing Xiao Cheng's words, Sang Pan pondered for a moment, then said:

"Since this is the case, I am willing to give it a try! If there are any mistakes or omissions, please forgive me, His Majesty the Emperor."

Sang Pan looked at Jin Shengyuan and the two again, and spoke after deliberating:
"This old man should be a family member of a novelist who has disappeared in the Central Plains.

Xiao Cheng frowned, and asked involuntarily:

"How to say?"

Sang Pan chuckled, and said with an inscrutable expression:

"Whether the old man was sitting on a chair before or just got up to greet the emperor, the soles of his feet are always on the ground in every move. He is obviously a man of light kungfu. Look at the white handle he is carrying around his waist. The paper folding fan has no decorative pendants on it, so it is obviously not arty. There are still traces of bumps on the handle of this fan. This posture..."

Sang Pan paused, patted the table lightly with his palm, and said confidently:
"This posture is like this. When the storyteller was telling a story, he used a folding fan as a gavel and left a mark on the table. He is a member of the family and meets this condition. Because of Emperor Xia's targeting, the novelists who fled to the land of the south of the sky are gone!"

Hmm, very reasonable!
Novelists, their occupations are generally either storytellers or gossip paparazzi.The white paper folding fan that I carry with me is office supplies.Lightness skill is good, it is a professional requirement, otherwise it is easy to be beaten.

Xiao Cheng clapped his hands lightly, showing admiration on his face, then pointed to Jin Shengyuan at the side, and continued to ask:

"Not bad, not bad at all! What about this one?"

Sang Pan glanced at Jin Shengyuan, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Well, is this a miscellaneous family?"

Jin Shengyuan snorted coldly, turned his head away, and accepted his identity.

"Tell me, why did you recognize him?" Xiao Cheng asked.

Sang Pan smiled and said:
"This man is rich and well-groomed, he behaves like a businessman, but he has a strong figure, obviously possessing first-class martial arts..."

Before he finished speaking, Jin Shengyuan beside him couldn't help but interrupted:
"Your Majesty, the former Grand Master Wang Xiao never hid the matter of protecting my miscellaneous family from his own master."

Miscellaneous School advocates inclusiveness, intending to bring together the essence of a hundred schools of thought and control the learning of a hundred schools of thought with the words of one school of thought.

This move aroused the wrath of a hundred schools of thought, and sent people to encircle and suppress them on the charge of spying on the core scriptures and martial arts of a hundred schools of thought.From then on, the miscellaneous family was like a bereaved dog, lost their original foundation, fled the Central Plains in desperation, and hid in the land of Tiannan.

It is precisely because of such old grievances that it is naturally impossible for Jin Shengyuan to have a good face towards these people.

At that time, Wang Xiaochu was in charge of the government, and he had no cronies at hand, nor did he have any familiar brothers and sisters to help him.In order to prevent the Buddhist sect from taking the opportunity to make trouble, he wanted to borrow the remaining power of the miscellaneous family as a restraint.

The two hit it off immediately, and Zajia got Wang Xiao's promise to protect them on the condition that they send the elite of the school to work for Wang Xiao for 20 years.

And this matter, Wang Xiao did not hide it from his teacher from the beginning to the end.

So Sang Pan knew the identities of the two from the beginning.

Just after Jin Shengyuan finished speaking, Sang Pan froze, then touched his nose in embarrassment, and explained with a wry smile:
"It's not all about fooling the emperor's words, after all, I can see it..."

What Sang Pan just said is indeed true.From what he heard, it seemed that he had directly seen through the two people's backgrounds from the clues, which was extremely bluffing.

But in fact, this is just a backward deduction after he knows the result, so naturally there will be no mistakes.

Xiao Cheng waved his hands indifferently, and said with a smile:

"It seems that Mr. Sang Pan used the means of walking in the rivers and lakes on me? Hahahaha!"

Sang Pan, who pretended to beep but was slapped in the face, turned slightly red.

"However, Mr. Sang Pan, don't blame the master of the Golden Gate. After all, the miscellaneous family's grievances in the past have not been forgotten, so naturally they won't give you this face!"

When Xiao Cheng said this, he suddenly became interested again, and couldn't help asking:

"Speaking of this matter, I am a little curious. It stands to reason that if you and other schools of thought feel threatened by the concept of miscellaneous schools, shouldn't you argue with each other to prove the correctness of your own school? Do you do it like this? Is it too much in line with your school style?"

Sang Pan was also silent for a while when he heard the words. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"The martial arts of various schools of thought are all evolved from various classics and classics. Discussing martial arts is debating classics, and it has always been like this!"

　Damn, this chapter was uploaded to the background yesterday.At that time, I fell asleep and closed the page without clicking send...

　　
　
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