The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 72: Warriors Have Suffered from Scholars for a Long Time

Liang Hu nodded cautiously. He knew in his heart that although the other party had superb medical skills, he was not a god after all.

His vitality had long been exhausted, and he was kept alive by a thousand-year-old ginseng. He could die at any time.

The other party had used extraordinary means to reverse the situation that would have led to his death. If he asked for too much, it would be too greedy...

"Thank you for your reminder, I will practice hard after I return."

Wang Yi reached into his arms and took out three bottles of top-grade Qi and Blood Pills from the void space. He smiled and nodded.
“Then I wish you success in your elixir-making. Now that everything is settled, I will take my leave. If you are interested in visiting the Forbidden City in Beijing, you can come to Beijing to find me in the cold winter of next year.” He bowed, picked up the medicine box and walked out of the post station.

Liang Hu looked at Wang Yi's back with a serious look in his eyes. He cupped his hands and said in a loud voice, "I wish you a safe journey. As long as I am not dead, I will go to the capital to keep the appointment next winter."

Li Hu and his group of secret guards clasped their fists towards Liang Hu and the other two, turned around and walked outside the door, called the ten secret guards who stayed behind, and together they flashed into the woods on both sides of the post station and disappeared.

Liang Yuan looked at Wang Yi and his group who turned their horses and rode away quickly, with a worried look on his face: "Father, do we really want to participate in Jing Ke's assassination of Qin? If we fail..."

Du Feng shook his hand and threw away the paper fan, revealing an ink landscape painting. He waved the folding fan in his hand with a solemn expression and said in a solemn voice: "We have no room for turning back. The Qing Gang can't afford to offend the Qing court, but they can't afford to offend a world-class hero like Prince Wang."

"If they provoke the Qing Dynasty, which is on the decline, the Qing Gang can still survive as long as they handle it properly. But if they provoke a great man who has created a new school of thought and preached to the world and brought kindness to the people, the consequences will make people shudder just thinking about it."

Liang Hu nodded in agreement, put his hands behind his back, looked at the people disappearing at the end of the official road, and said leisurely: "The general trend of the world is mighty and powerful. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. If the Qing Gang wants to gain a foothold in the upcoming chaotic world, they must keep up with the general trend in order to have a chance of survival."

As he said this, he tilted his head to look at the two of them and reminded them solemnly, "Heroes are made by the times, and a great man like Wang Yi can create the times. Yuan'er, what you should worry about is how to keep up with the trend created by the other party, rather than worrying about the reckoning of the Qing court after your failure."

At this point, a blazing anger appeared in his eyes: "The people of the world have suffered from the Qing Dynasty for a long time, and we warriors have also suffered from the scholars for a long time. It is not easy to see a great man like Confucius of Confucianism, Laozi of Taoism, or Mani of Buddhism who can establish a line of thought."

"If we warriors don't lend a helping hand, what difference would we make from fools?"

For thousands of years, the royal family and literati have never stopped suppressing military men.

There are a total of thirty-nine grand masters of Hua Jin in the world, and the Qing court accounts for most of them. The one with the highest achievement among them is only a first-rank sword-bearing guard in the palace. Who wouldn't feel aggrieved in this situation?

Liang Yuan and Du Feng fell silent upon hearing this. They looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

"Father is right." Liang Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with determination: "Next, the entire Qing Gang should make every effort to prepare for the coming chaos..."

Du Feng put away his folding fan and said solemnly: "The Qing Gang is not without a fighting chance. As long as we follow the trend, we will surely carve out a niche in this chaotic world."

"That's great." Liang Hu's eyes flashed with relief, and he smiled and said, "Pack up and return to the headquarters. Now that we have made the decision, we must hurry up and make arrangements." After that, he walked out of the post station.

Liang Yuan and Du Feng followed and came to the outside of the post station. They led the elite members of the Green Gang and walked towards the forest on the right side of the post station. They soon merged into the forest and disappeared.

……

Half a year later, Wudang Mountain.

At dawn, the morning glow shines on the majestic peak of Wudang Mountain. The Golden Palace at the highest point emits golden divine light, covering this thousand-year-old mountain with a layer of golden gauze. Wang Yi, wearing a green Taoist robe, walks up the steps. The stone steps are winding, the ancient trees are towering, the simple and elegant buildings, the eaves are upturned, and they blend into the surrounding environment, appearing harmonious and natural.

Reaching the top of the mountain, Wang Yi walked straight towards the library of Wudang Mountain.

This library is simple and elegant, towering into the clouds. Inside the library, there are a wide variety of books, including all Taoist classics.

In front of the library.

An old man in a blue Taoist robe was sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground slowly with a broom in his hand.

His movements were slow and natural, and every sweeping motion stretched all the muscles in his body. It didn't seem like he was sweeping the floor, but rather like he was wrestling with the earth. Every move was full of unique charm.

"Friend Wang, when are you leaving?" The old man asked without stopping and without raising his head, his tone sounding very casual.

Wang Yi stopped, raised his hand, and smiled faintly: "I don't know."

The old man said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, you entered the state of transformation from darkness a month ago, and you have read and annotated all the books in the library. What you have sought has been achieved, and there is no point in staying any longer, so why don't you leave?"

As he spoke, he continued to move and slowly raised his head. There was a dazzling light in the depths of his pupils as he stared deeply at Wang Yi in front of him.

The youngest grandmaster of Huajin in ancient and modern times, the compiler of the General Outline of National Martial Arts, the founder of the money-making Limin Commercial Bank, and the incomparable evildoer who stirred up the world...

With the arrival of the other party, countless people from various forces gathered at the foot of the mountain. His disciples and pilgrims were already affected. It was not that he had to drive the other party away, but if this continued, Wudang Mountain would probably become a place of trouble, especially for the imperial court...

If not for this, with the gifts sent by the other party, the compilation and annotation of the Wudang collection of books, and his many identities, he could have stayed in Wudang Mountain for his entire life.

Wang Yi smiled as he looked at the Wudang Sect Leader in front of him, shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but I somehow feel that staying in Wudang will give me some opportunities."

This was not an empty talk. His original purpose of coming to Wudang was to read the classics of Wudang Mountain, to increase his own foundation, and to continue to improve the subsequent realm of Chinese martial arts.

After reading all the Taoist books and annotating them in Wudang Mountain, his spiritual realm made a leap, and it was also through this leap that he naturally stepped into the level of Hua Jin. The moment he became a grandmaster of Hua Jin, his mind reflected his body and his five senses were sublimated. He had an inexplicable feeling in the dark, so he gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

"Opportunity..." The Wudang Sect Leader whispered and lowered his eyes to fall into deep thought. He could feel that the other party was not deceiving him with words.

But the other party has a photographic memory and knows all the books in Wudang. Apart from these complete inherited books, Wudang has nothing else worthy of the other party's attention. How can this opportunity be mentioned...

"Friend Guo, could you please give me some advice?" Wang Yi bowed solemnly.

Sect Leader Guo frowned and thought for a long time, then slowly shook his head: "If there is really an opportunity, it should be in this library. You can only rely on yourself."

After saying this, he said no more and continued to sweep the floor with his head down. Since the other party had said so, he didn't want to urge him to leave.

(End of this chapter)