Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 635: Conflict and Turbulence
Why do these people seem to be so afraid of having anything to do with their elders?
Are they worried that I will climb up the ladder and take advantage of them? Is my reputation really that bad now?

Li Jun was puzzled and could only smile helplessly, and asked, "Master Han, you deliberately sent them away. Maybe you have something to say to me alone, right?"

"Is it that obvious?"

Han Yang's plain face showed a smile, and he said bluntly: "I want to ask how much do you know about Mo Xu?"

“I don’t know much about this.”

Li Jun said truthfully: "Master Han, if you have anything to say, you can just say it."

"If I speak directly, it's still too blunt. It makes me seem too eager for quick success. If you have the patience, why not listen to me talk a little more."

Seeing that Li Jun had no objection, Han Yang raised his hand and waved it gently, and the cast light and shadow intertwined to create a strange scene like a shadow play.

The picture shows a very simple and primitive village. The architectural style and characters' clothing are far from the current Ming Empire. It can be seen that the depiction should be a period of history from a long time ago.

"The birth of the Mohist group was initially composed of a group of artisans and newly born individual farmers who were liberated from the slave owners. In the years of life practice, these Mohist members accumulated rich experience, summarized the cause and effect relationship between things through systematic experiments, and gradually formed a systematic academic knowledge and inheritance method."

The projected images evolve along with Han Yang's words, from farming to workshop crafts. In the shadow puppets, the ancients imitated natural phenomena to create tools that facilitated their survival and development.

"However, due to the historical background at the time, the Mohists at first passed down their techniques secretly from master to apprentice. However, this kind of 'family secret recipe' is very fragile and inefficient. Once the master dies in an accident, many things will be lost."

“Therefore, in the history of Mohism, many technical methods have gone through a painful process of being invented, lost, and then invented again.”

In the projection, the shadow puppets of the ancients exaggeratedly performed the various accidents that the ancestors of the Mohist school experienced, including sudden illness, experimental accidents, grudges and killings, natural disasters and other natural and man-made disasters.

In the end, a huge fire started from all directions, surrounding these Mohist ancestors.

"But the biggest threat to Mohism is still wars provoked by humans. Because the cultural ideas of Mohism are not welcomed by those in power, and are even considered to be a disaster that will cause unrest. So in order to protect themselves and also to promote Mohist ideas, a new branch of Mohism evolved, the knight-errant."

As soon as Han Yang finished speaking, a white light suddenly appeared in the projection.

A shadow puppet dropped his hammer, drew his sword, and cut a path through the raging flames.

"Thus, those who advocated Mohist thought were divided into two categories: one was the craftsmen who were good at research, summary, and invention, and the other was the knights who were proficient in all kinds of weapons and combat tactics."

The scene in the field suddenly split into two parts. On one side was a blazing furnace, and the swinging hammer created a series of fire spots.

On one side was the bone-chilling sword light, and the dancing sword stirred up a bloody storm.

Sometimes they are clearly divided, and sometimes they are intertwined, which seems to imply the estrangement and mutual assistance between the two forces of Mohism.

“And in the Ming Dynasty, after Emperor Yizong announced the establishment of the sequence, the Moshu entered a period of rapid development.”

Han Yang's eyes showed a nostalgic look, and he said with emotion: "At that time, Mo Xu's figure could be seen in almost every corner of the Ming Empire. The construction of any prefecture, city or county in the old two capitals and thirteen provinces could not be separated from Mo Xu's help. It can be said that at that time, Mo Xu was the undisputed leader among all kinds of people."

"It was also during this period that a large number of technical methods emerged in an explosive manner, and the status of craftsmen in Mo Xu became increasingly higher as a result."

Han Yang said in a deep voice: "But what comes with it is the hidden danger of decline."

In the projection, a group of black knights holding sharp swords stopped in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and turned their heads to look back at the prosperity on the other side.

After hesitating for a moment, they decisively threw away the weapons in their hands, picked up the hammers they had discarded, and started hammering beside the fire.

At the same time, a large shadow condensed at the edge of the picture, and pairs of wolf-like and tiger-like covetous eyes slowly lit up.

"There are fewer and fewer people willing to be heroes. After all, not everyone is willing to risk their own life to protect the safety of others, right? The result is that the martial spirit in Mo Xu has gradually evolved into extravagance and enjoyment, and chivalry has become selfishness."

“When a wild beast loses its sharp claws and fangs, it becomes a domesticated poultry in the eyes of others, and it is not far from being served on the table.”

Han Yang laughed at himself: "Sometimes when I think back to these past events, I feel like it was all done on purpose. They fattened up Mo Xu step by step, and then when we were full of fat and had no power to resist, they would kill us with a knife."

At this point, Li Jun saw that the body shape of the shadow puppet in the picture had changed from being agile and nimble to being bloated and fat, and the high-rise buildings they lived in had become like carefully built enclosures, keeping these Mo Xu in them.

And from the approaching shadows all around, there were bursts of harsh sounds of sharpening knives.

Li Jun seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment's silence, he asked, "Did Mo Xu not resist?"

"Of course there were. The current Ming Gui Realm was developed at that time. Their original plan was just to create a group of weapon spirits that were not afraid of life and death, to replace Mo Xu in the fight."

"But this method of escape was also unable to save the Mo Xu. It was not until some Mo Xu who still had martial spirit in their bones took the initiative to sacrifice themselves that the first batch of Ming Gui evolved and became another form of 'Xia'. Combined with the Mo Jia method, this saved the entire sequence from danger."

Han Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Although we escaped death, Mo Xu also fell into decline and became a mediocre existence among the twelve sequences. It can no longer recover its former glory. In the final analysis, all of this is our own fault."

Li Jun recalled what happened in the Mo Xu Central Branch and said, "So the craftsman and the knight in Mo Xu back then are now the Mohists and the Ming Gui?"

"That's right." Han Yang nodded.

Li Jun frowned slightly and was about to speak, but was suddenly attracted by the drastically changing projections in the field.

In the shadows that were approaching like a tide, the flash of a knife was already visible, and a black figure whose face could not be seen gradually appeared, approaching with a sharp blade in hand.

The Mozhe, who were as fat as pigs, were terrified and huddled together, as if they would be safe as long as they squeezed into the crowd.

During the pushing and shoving, gold, silver and jewels kept falling from their gorgeous robes, covering the ground beneath their feet, so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.

But even at this critical moment of life and death, there were still Mohists who risked having their hands and feet chopped off, and struggled to snatch a hand from the gap between the crowd, trying to grab their dropped money.

Just as a bloody massacre was about to take place, several figures who looked pale and thin compared to the others suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

They let out an angry roar and jumped out of the furnace that was burning with raging fire.

After an indescribable crackling sound, several charred iron-like skeletons rose up, their bodies covered in lava as if they were covered with armor, and they fought with the ferocious enemy.

As a result of the battle, these brave Mohists achieved a tragic victory at the cost of great sacrifice.

But when they looked back covered in blood and flesh, what they saw was not cheers and gratitude, but a noisy scene of looting, and the occasional look of fear and disgust from those who looked up during the looting.

"It's easy to change a country, but hard to change one's nature. Although the Mohists who survived that year had a close call with death, it's still hard for them to change their vanity and greed that have become a stubborn disease in their bones. But if no one is willing to become a new Minggui, the entire Mohist Order will sooner or later repeat the same mistakes."

"So Juzi set up a rule back then. Every new Mohist who entered the order must be required to connect to the Minggui Realm. On the surface, it is to awaken the dormant Minggui in it, but in fact it is to leave a seed of one's own consciousness in the Minggui Realm."

Han Yang revealed this piece of history in front of Li Jun, which was not a glorious one for Mo Xu.

"The techniques involved are too complicated, and I don't think you are interested in understanding them. You only need to know one thing, that is, whenever a Mo Zhe dies in the real world, the consciousness left in the Ming Gui realm will begin to awaken, and gradually grow into a new Ming Gui without the memory of its previous incarnation." The scene changed again, and the once prosperous city became dilapidated. The Mo Zhe, whose bodies had become emaciated, lined up in a long queue in front of the furnace and threw the last of their jewels into the surging magma.

In the vast red ocean, there stood a handful of flaming skeletons, the red light flickering in their eye sockets revealing sarcasm, as they watched everything coldly.

Suddenly, Li Jun stared at one of them.

That look that seemed cynical but was actually aloof and arrogant, no matter how you looked at it, it was like the Horse King that he knew.

"It was because Lord Juzi set this rule at that time that Mo Xu was able to barely have the power to protect himself."

Han Yang's desolate voice sounded like a narration in Li Jun's ears.

"But it can only protect himself. Mo Xu is still helpless in many cases."

The projection that had just calmed down was in turmoil again. This time, the darkness that coveted Mo Xu condensed into a giant hand that covered the sky and the sun, shrouding the furnace that represented the Ming Gui Realm.

"The Ming Gui Realm was discovered, so they forced Mo Xu to publish this technical method and build a more complete and powerful Ming Gui Realm for them."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Huang Liang?"

"Yes, the Huangliang that now covers the entire Ming Empire and accommodates hundreds of millions of people is based on the Ming Gui Realm that was born from Mo Xu. It is rumored that the Yin-Yang Sequence that constructed the Huangliang was also upgraded and transformed based on this technical method."

When Han Yang said this, Li Jun's heart suddenly moved and he discovered something strange.

Although Li Jun did not have a deep understanding of the history of the Ming Empire, he had killed so many people that he naturally knew some secrets.

According to his understanding, before Huangliang started construction, Mo Xu had already clung to the thigh of the Wu Xu sect. Although he could not run rampant in the empire, at least he would not be easily controlled by others.

How could it be possible to take out one's most hidden technical secrets so easily?

There must be a story behind this.

Although Han Yang didn't say it explicitly, Li Jun could guess something.

It was nothing more than that Mo Xu at that time was promised a big profit by someone and he wanted to use this opportunity to turn things around, so he stabbed Wu Xu, the leader of his sect, in the back.

If this is true, then it would be natural for Mo Xu to escape from the battlefield after the subsequent "Division of the World" broke out.

Thinking of this, Li Jun suddenly sneered.

"You guessed right. Mo Xu did do some despicable things back then."

Han Yang sighed and said bluntly: "But not all members of Mo Xu were willing to do so at that time, especially the Ming Guis. Most of them resolutely chose to fight side by side with the sect Wu Xu until they died in battle."

"Thanks to the friendship they left behind, the Wuxu sect did not take ruthless action against Moxu when it was at its craziest before it was about to be destroyed, and once again escaped the catastrophe of being liquidated."

Han Yang paused, suddenly stood up from his chair, clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Li Jun.

"I bow down to you for what happened in the Central Branch. Those bastards who forgot their roots forgot who protected them to be alive today. They even dared to enslave the Ming Gui. They really deserve to die! They deserve to be killed!"

Han Yang said word by word: "Mo Xu owes Wu Xu a favor. When we have the chance in the future, we will naturally repay it one by one."

Li Jun'an sat in the chair, his figure motionless, and calmly accepted Han Yang's apology.

This is what Wu Xu deserves, he doesn't need to give it up, and he can't give it up.

"Master Han, get up."

After a moment, Li Jun slowly said, "We'll talk about repayment later. You've gone through so much trouble today, aren't you just to apologize?"

Han Yang stood up and waved his sleeves to disperse the projections in the field. He did not directly answer Li Jun's question, but asked: "Does Lord Li Que know about what happened in the empire recently?"

Li Jun shook his head. After a short rest in the foreign land, he rushed to the East Courtyard without stopping. He had to sleep in the open air along the way and was indeed not aware of the current situation of the empire.

"Not long ago, without any warning, the Prime Minister Zhang Fengyue announced the twelve crimes of Daoxu Longhushan in public at the court meeting and announced them to the world through Huangliang."

Han Yang said in a deep voice: "The main charges include arbitrarily casting immortal essence to replace treasure notes, expelling and killing court officials without reason, deceiving believers, spreading evil ways, and having bad intentions. We require the contemporary Zhang Tianshi to take the initiative to come to the capital to plead guilty, otherwise he will be severely punished and will not be tolerated."

The incident in Fandi had just ended, and Old Zhang immediately pointed his gun at Zhang Xiji again.

Li Jun sneered in his heart and asked, "What is Longhu Mountain's reaction?"

"I don't admit any crime!"

Han Yang said: "On the contrary, Zhang Tianshi issued an edict to all Taoists in the world, claiming that the late emperor had secretly sent an edict to Longhu Mountain before his death, conferring on him the title of Great Protector of the Nation. When the empire is in danger, he must do his best to clear the emperor's side, kill the slanderous ministers, cleanse the world, and correct the government!"

Li Jun couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "Are you going to confront Zhang Fengyue head-on? This Zhang Tianshi is really ambitious."

Different from Li Jun's cheerful expression who seemed to be enjoying the fun, Han Yang looked solemn as he continued speaking.

"In addition to these two, Honghu have appeared frequently in the coastal states of the empire recently, gathering a lot of rebellious bandits, and it seems that they are making a comeback."

Han Yang continued to talk: "Also, in several bases of the Han Buddhism, a large number of high-ranking monks suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons, and the people were panicked. According to our understanding, it should be the people from the Yin-Yang Order East Palace who were behind it."

"In short, the Ming Empire is now in turmoil and on the verge of collapse!"

Han Yang's words were powerful, but Li Jun remained unmoved.

"Master Han, you've said so much, but you still haven't made it clear. What exactly do you want to tell me today?"

Han Yang smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Whether it's the New Donglin Party, Longhu Mountain, or the East Palace, we can't afford to offend any of them, and we don't want to get involved. But we want to stay out of this, and they may not be willing to let us go, so."

Han Yang clasped his hands again and said earnestly, "I hope that Master Li Que can protect our Eastern Branch."

Having said that, Han Yang finally stated his purpose.

Li Jun didn't show any surprise on his face, and asked calmly, "This is a group of gods fighting, and I only have two or three big and small fish here. Master Han, why do you think I have the ability to protect you?"

"To outsiders, the empire is now a three-way battle. But in my eyes, it should be a four-way battle."

Han Yang said in a deep voice: "Master Li Que, you alone are a force!"

(End of this chapter)