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Ren Woxing subconsciously touched the scar on his face: "They don't understand the selfish desires of the human heart."

"The Mohist school did not perish in the Qin fire."

Yi Huawei shook his head:
"Instead, it died in the position of a 'great master', and was passed down from master to disciple, eventually forming a new school. The true way of a sage should be like Confucius's travels around the countries - teaching everyone, expounding but not creating."

Ren Woxing suddenly burst into laughter: "What a great way to teach everyone! It's a pity that the world is not a teaching place, it just depends on who has the bigger fist!"

“So we need to change the law.”

Yi Huawei also pointed out that he had carved the three characters "Wang Anshi" on the stone: "Although the Qingli New Deal failed, it paved the way for the Xining Reform. If the Divine Religion wishes to be the Wang Anshi of Jianghu..."

"And then they were attacked by the so-called decent people?"

Ren Woxing sneered, "The martial arts world is not just for scholars to talk about. The Qingcheng Sect slaughtered the whole family to get the secret book, and the Shaolin monks burned down the Sutra Library to protect the martial arts of the temple! Zhu Yuanzhang relied on the Ming Cult to seize the world, but he turned around and killed all the Five Elements Flags! You want the Divine Cult to be the whetstone of the martial arts world? When the Five Mountains Sword Sects form the 'Demon Killing Order', who will remember the bullshit new method!"

"So new rules are needed. Shang Yang moved trees to establish trust, Guan Zhong monopolized salt and iron, which one was not about destroying first and then establishing?"

Yi Huawei smiled and said, "The salt and iron official camps can forge divine weapons, and the market exchange law can control the escort agency's trade routes. When all the wealth in the martial arts world is returned to the divine religion, we can follow the example of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's Enfeoffment Order - let the major sects fight with each other."

"What a good boy! He actually described Zhao Kuangyin's trick of giving up military power over a cup of wine in such a refreshing and refined way."

Ren Woxing laughed wildly and looked at Yi Huawei:
"Thirty years later, if the Divine Religion becomes the new Shaolin...what will you do?"

Yi Huawei smiled slightly: "While I am here, they can't stir up any trouble. If I am not here, there will be a new Wang Anshi."

Ren Woxing narrowed his eyes and asked, "How long will it take according to your plan?"

"The shortest period may be thirty years, the longest may be sixty years."

Yi Huawei looked calm: "But it's better than a catastrophe in the martial arts world every sixty years."

"Thirty years..."

Ren Woxing stroked the blood rust on the iron chain and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until that day."

"Zhang Daoling went to Shu at the age of sixty and founded the Tianshi Dao. Jiang Ziya went fishing in the Wei River at the age of eighty."

Yi Huawei smiled slightly: "Besides, Senior has just opened up his belt meridian, so his life span will be extended by at least another twenty years."

"Now, I believe you a little bit!"

Ren Woxing looked at Yi Huawei and suddenly said, "One day, if you can ascend to the throne, you must make Yingying your queen. If you agree, my Sun Moon Sect will do its best to help you! If you don't want to, don't provoke Yingying again!"

"Haha~, that's natural. Even if you don't want to help me, it will just take a few more years."

Yi Huawei nodded and said, "As for Yingying, whether Senior Ren is willing to help or not, I will marry her."

"Hahahaha~~"

Ren Woxing burst into laughter: "Okay, kid! Why don't you change your mind?"

………………

Huashan.

The faint morning light broke through the sky at dawn, piercing through the thick sea of ​​clouds and pouring directly onto the martial arts field on the Jade Maiden Peak of Mount Huashan, illuminating the entire field.

Twelve bronze swords were inserted in front of Pei Min's sword-testing stone. The sword bodies were covered with unmelted frost, flashing a cold light in the sunlight.

Linghu Chong stood in the martial arts arena, took a deep breath, and his aura was calm. He swung the blue steel sword in his hand and made a sharp sword flower. The blade dragged across the stone slab, splashing tiny sparks. He looked up at Ning Zhongze and said loudly: "Master's wife, I'm sorry!"

After saying this, he let out a long laugh, and quickly moved his feet. The sword went straight to the center of Ning Zhongze's throat.

Ning Zhongze's figure was graceful, and her skirt embroidered with gold thread swayed gently with her movements. Seeing Linghu Chong's sword attack, she was not in a hurry, but moved slightly, and her skirt rolled like flowing clouds. The Jade Maiden Sword in her hand slid down along the spine of Linghu Chong's sword, and with a "ding" sound, it accurately hit the groove of the sword-testing stone.

In an instant, the blue stone burst out with a three-foot green light, which startled the pine branches on the cliff and made them rustle.

Yue Lingshan stood aside, her hands tightly grasping Lin Pingzhi's sleeves, her beautiful eyes wide open, watching the competition nervously.

Linghu Chong suddenly ducked his body, and swung out his green steel sword. The tip of the sword passed over the blue bricks, and actually cut off half a foot of stone chips.

"White rainbow penetrates the sun!"

Lu Dayou couldn't help but shout out.

Before he finished speaking, Ning Zhongze tapped the hilt of the bronze sword with his toes and flew into the air. The sword light in his hand instantly turned into nine cold stars and flew towards Linghu Chong.

It is the "Nine Heavens Ring and Pendants" among the Nineteen Styles of the Jade Girl.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong did not retreat but advanced, and the blue steel sword quickly spun a silver circle in his palm. The two swords collided with a loud "clang" sound, and the air waves spread out, and the pine needles three feet away were blown away.

Qu Feiyan, oh, it should be Yi Feiyan's pupils shrank slightly, and her fingertips quickly hooked the trajectory of the sword in her sleeves, remembering every move and every style in the field.

"Chong'er, watch out!"

Ning Zhongze shouted delicately and suddenly changed his moves. The sword tip moved in and out like a spirit snake, fast and accurate. His feet followed the footsteps of a golden goose, and every step he took left a half-inch deep footprint on the blue brick.

Linghu Chong took seven steps back, his back already against the sword-testing stone.

At the critical moment, Linghu Chong suddenly turned his hand and slapped the sword mark on the stone.

"Om-!"

Twelve long swords groaned in unison. Ning Zhongze was about to use his third move "Qinghui Yubihan" when the tip of the sword was suddenly blocked by an invisible energy force.

The hem of Linghu Chong's clothes moved without wind, and he actually used his inner strength to stimulate the sword energy left in the stone by Pei Min.

"Nonsense!"

Yue Buqun stood aside, his purple robe fluttering in the wind. Seeing this, he was about to take action to stop it.

"Ah!"

Ning Zhongze smiled sweetly, and his sword energy suddenly became dense, like raindrops, and each sword hit the gap between the ancient sword's vibrations accurately. The sound of "ding ding" continued, and it became the sound of jade chimes. The sea of ​​clouds on the edge of the cliff was stirred by the sword energy, and colorful neon appeared.

Linghu Chong countered the attack, the steel sword in his hand flying up and down. Suddenly, he threw away the sword and leaned back, his body falling backwards in an arc, and his right hand took advantage of the situation to pick up the falling pine branch, shouted loudly, and used the "Prodigal Son Returns" move to strike up diagonally.

Ning Zhongze reacted quickly, turning the sword in her hand to block Linghu Chong's fierce attack. The two of them fought back and forth, and countered several moves. Finally, Ning Zhongze's jade hairpin broke with a sound, and her black hair flew instantly, and the tip of her sword was firmly against Linghu Chong's throat.

The morning mist had risen again without anyone noticing, shrouding the two figures in a hazy haze. Lao Denuo rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, only to see nineteen new sword marks on the sword-testing stone, the depth and position of which were exactly the same as Ning Zhongze's previous sword moves.

Yue Lingshan loosened Yi Feiyan's sleeves and breathed a sigh of relief: "My senior brother and my mother's swordsmanship is really amazing."

Lin Pingzhi on the side nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration: "Yes, it is really an eye-opener to be able to see such a wonderful competition with my own eyes."

Lu Dayou came over and said excitedly: "This competition between Senior Brother and Master's Wife has allowed us to see the exquisiteness of Huashan swordsmanship."

Linghu Chong looked at Ning Zhongze and clasped his hands together:
"Master's wife, thank you for showing mercy today, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself."

Ning Zhongze smiled and said, "Chong'er, your swordsmanship has improved a lot. Keep working hard and you will become a great man in the future."

Yue Buqun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Linghu Chong in the crowd with flickering eyes. This disciple whom he once treated like a son seemed particularly strange today.

The move Linghu Chong just performed was clearly the sword-breaking style.

Where did he learn this from? When has he met Feng Qingyang?

Judging from his proficiency in sword skills, he has clearly been practicing for quite some time, so why have I never heard him mention it?

"You all come here."

After hesitating for a moment, Yue Buqun waved to several disciples.

"Yes."

Several disciples responded in unison, hurriedly walked in front of him, and stood in a neat row.

Everyone looked respectful, their eyes focused on Yue Buqun, waiting for his next words.

Yue Buqun slowly walked to a flat boulder and sat down gently. He scanned the faces of his disciples one by one and spoke slowly: "Twenty-five years ago, our martial arts were divided into two paths: good and evil."

When Linghu Chong and the others heard this, they were all very surprised. Huashan Sect's martial arts were Huashan Sect's martial arts, so how could there be a distinction between good and evil? After following the master to learn martial arts for so long, he had never heard the master mention this matter.

Yue Lingshan frowned slightly and couldn't help but said, "Dad, of course what we practice is authentic Kung Fu."

She was wearing a light green dress, her figure was agile, and her eyes and eyebrows revealed a bit of playfulness and innocence.

Yue Buqun nodded slightly:
"Of course. Why would we practice it if we know it's a side sect? It's just that a branch of the side sect believes itself to be the authentic one, saying that our branch is the side sect. But as time went by, good and evil became clear, and the side sect finally disappeared. It has not existed in this world for the past 25 years."

Yue Lingshan curled her lips and said, "No wonder I've never heard of it. Dad, since this unorthodox sect has been eliminated, there's no need to pay attention to it."

Yue Buqun straightened his expression and looked at Yue Lingshan: "What do you know? The so-called unorthodox ways are not really evil ways. They are still our martial arts, but the emphasis of training is different. When I teach you martial arts, what should I teach you first?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Linghu Chong's face.

Linghu Chong looked respectful and immediately replied, "First, I will teach you the formula for breathing, starting with practicing Qigong."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, "That's right! The key point of Huashan Kungfu is the word 'Qi'. Once Qigong is mastered, no matter whether you use fists or feet, or use swords and knives, you will be successful in everything. This is the right way to practice Kungfu in our sect. However, there is another faction among our predecessors who believe that the key point of our martial arts is 'Sword'. Once swordsmanship is mastered, even if the internal strength is mediocre, you can still defeat the enemy. The difference between good and evil lies mainly in this."

Yue Lingshan blinked her eyes and said, "Dad, I have something to say, you must not be angry."

Yue Buqun looked at his daughter with a gentle expression: "What did you say?"

Yue Lingshan said:

"I think that among our martial arts, Qigong is certainly important, but swordsmanship should not be underestimated. If Qigong alone is powerful, but swordsmanship is not well practiced, the majesty of our martial arts will not be revealed."

Yue Buqun snorted, and his tone became serious: "Who said swordsmanship is not important? The key point is the difference between master and servant. In the end, Qigong is the main thing."

Yue Lingshan muttered softly: "It's best to use Qigong and swordsmanship, both are the main ones."

Yue Buqun's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Just this sentence is close to the devil. Both are the master, which means that neither is the master. As the saying goes, 'the main thread is clear and the details are in sight', we must clearly distinguish what is the main thread and what is the details. Back then, the debate on good and evil in our sect caused a huge uproar. If you had said this thirty years ago, I'm afraid you would have been beheaded in less than half a day."

Yue Lingshan stuck out her tongue, a trace of fear flashing across her face: "If you say something wrong, you'll be beheaded. How can you be so fierce and domineering?"

Yue Buqun calmed down and explained patiently, "When I was young, the battle between the Qi and Sword sects of our sect was still undecided. If you had said this publicly at that time, the Qi sect would have wanted to kill you, and the Sword sect would have wanted to kill you too. You said that Qigong and swordsmanship are equally important, so the Qi sect naturally thought that you were elevating the status of the Sword sect, and the Sword sect said that you were confusing the principles and committing treason."

Yue Lingshan said unconvincedly: "Who is right and who is wrong? What's there to argue about? If we compete, the verdict will be made immediately!"

Yue Buqun sighed and said slowly: "More than thirty years ago, we Qi Sect practitioners were a minority, and the Sword Sect practitioners were the majority. Moreover, the Sword Sect's Kung Fu is easy to master quickly and the results are very fast. If everyone practices for ten years, the Sword Sect will definitely have the upper hand; if each practice for twenty years, then each will be good at their own field and it will be difficult to tell who is better; it is not until after twenty years that those who practice Qi Sect Kung Fu gradually become stronger; after thirty years, those who practice Sword Sect Kung Fu can no longer compare to Qi Sect practitioners. However, it took more than twenty years to really tell who is better. You can imagine how fierce the fight between the two sides was during these twenty years."

Yue Lingshan asked, "In the end, the Sword Sect admitted its mistake and surrendered, right?"

Yue Buqun shook his head and said nothing. After a long while, he said, "They were stubborn to the end and refused to admit defeat. Although they were defeated in the sword competition on the Jade Maiden Peak, most of them... most of those who survived the sword-fighting quietly retired and never appeared in the martial arts world again."

Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and several other disciples all let out an "Ah" and cried out in surprise.

Yue Lingshan was puzzled and said, "We are all fellow disciples. What's the big deal about winning or losing in a sword fight? Why are you so upset?"

Yue Buqun looked solemn, and said slowly: "The essence of martial arts is not a trivial matter of sword fighting between brothers. When the Five Mountains Sword Sects fought for the position of leader, in terms of the abundance of talents and the highest martial arts, our sect was originally the leader. However, due to the fierce internal strife in our sect, more than 20 senior masters died in the sword fight on the Jade Maiden Peak. The Sword Sect was defeated, and the masters of the Qi Sect also suffered a lot of casualties. That's why the position of leader was taken away by the Songshan Sect. The culprit is actually due to the dispute between the Qi and the Sword Sect."

Linghu Chong and the others nodded repeatedly, gaining a deeper understanding of the tragedy of this past.

Yue Buqun continued, "It's OK that our sect is not the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sects; it's OK that the reputation of Huashan Sect is damaged; the most important thing is that the brothers in the sect are fighting and killing each other. Brothers in the same sect were originally as close as flesh and blood, but in the end you kill me and I kill you, it's so cruel. Today, when I think back to the scene of everyone on Huashan Mountain feeling in danger, I still feel scared."

As he said this, he turned his eyes to his wife.

When Ning Zhongze heard Yue Buqun's words, the muscles on his face twitched slightly. He was obviously recalling the past when the masters of his sect slaughtered each other, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Yue Buqun slowly undressed, and Yue Lingshan exclaimed: "Oh, Daddy, you...you..."

There was a scar about two feet long across Yue Buqun's chest, stretching from his left shoulder to his right chest. Although the scar had healed long ago, it was still light red. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured that year, and he was probably almost dead.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan both grew up with Yue Buqun, but it was not until today that they knew he had such a scar. (End of this chapter)