"You're transported to another world at the same time? What the hell is King Arthur?"

The novel "Laughing at the World" belongs to the Ming Dynasty, a time when morality governed the world and various traditions and etiquette existed.

Sometimes, these things can become cages and shackles that trap people. For example, loving couples may find it difficult to be together because of their social status, talented people may not be given important positions because of their family background, and those who engage in scientific research may be scorned and disregarded.

Sometimes, these skills can be useful. For example, when facing adulterers, one will not be merciful. When Wu Song took Ximen Qing's life, everyone who heard about it applauded.

Those who defraud others of their money and cause people to freeze to death on the streets will have their entire families imprisoned; it won't be just one person taking the blame while their children go unpunished.

Mr. Mo Da was an old man with traditional values. His concept since childhood was that one's body and hair are given to one's parents, and of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring. No matter how heroic you are in life, it is lamentable if you have no descendants after death.

He had been praising the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual for enabling Zhang Tiancai to make great progress in strength in just ten days, thinking it was an extraordinary and unparalleled sword technique.

But when he heard that the practitioner was practicing this sword technique...

He actually wanted to castrate himself.

The cost was so severe.

They fell silent for a moment.

Some were even filled with immense grief, lamenting, "How could it have come to this? How could it have come to this..."

The old man was filled with grief and indignation. "Mo Da, Mo Da, you, the head of Hengshan Sect, open your eyes and see! What exactly have you been protecting?!"

He dared not defy Mount Song, and thus spent more than a decade wandering the martial world, not daring to inquire much about the affairs of Mount Heng.

Now, they are even more afraid of provoking the authorities, causing their own disciples to go astray and end up in this state, cutting themselves off from their ancestors and ending their lineage.

How can I have the face to be someone else's teacher?

Mo Da thought of this.

Tears welled up in his eyes without his noticing.

Zhang Tian never expected his master to feel so guilty. After all, the teachers he had worked with were from later generations. If they were better, they would pay some attention, but if they were worse, they would just read from the textbook and then disappear without a trace.

He somewhat overlooked the special master-disciple relationship in feudal times, which was sometimes even closer than the relationship between father and son. After all, in the martial arts world, what was taught was truly the skill to make a living.

The apprentices are there to care for them in their old age and see them off in death.

They are tied together.

"Master! I misspoke. It is true that this cultivation method requires self-castration, but I only practiced it out of curiosity and haven't actually done it yet!"

Zhang Tian had suffered from watching female-oriented TV dramas since childhood, often seeing them act awkwardly and make big mistakes due to minor misunderstandings.

Therefore, he spoke very quickly, and without hesitation, he took out the cassock he had taken from the Lin family. "This was something I obtained by chance when I was investigating the villain who impersonated the county magistrate back then. I just took a look at it and it didn't cause any major mistakes. Otherwise, how could I have such a powerful stride and strong voice today?"

Those of us who were once eunuchs know this all too well.

If that place were gone.

There's no way to completely clean yourself after urinating; there will always be some stains left on your body, and even if you change your clothes every day, there will still be an odor.

Moreover, as the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. That place is like the flesh of one's heart. Cutting it off would be enough to make even the toughest man question his existence. Even if a martial arts master has internal strength to enhance their healing and recover quickly, it is impossible for them to come and go unharmed.

Mr. Mo's sorrow turned to joy.

He didn't want to look at such a malevolent martial art as the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

I just feel like it would offend my eyes.

But then a question suddenly occurred to him: when he first heard the name of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

That's when I remembered it.

Could this Evil-Repelling Sword Technique be the same Seventy-Two Styles of Evil-Repelling Sword that Lin Yuantu used to dominate the martial arts world, overpowering all the top masters in Guangdong and Guangxi, and making countless top experts submit to him?

He had seen the other person in a crowd when he was young.

Holding a rapier.

It flew into the crowd.

Long swords danced in the air.

Swift and invisible.

Wherever it went, a red dot appeared on its throat, and people died in terror, unable to react at all.

He was a hero of his time!

Later, Lin Yuantu, finding no equal in the martial arts world, retired from it, built a vast fortune, and no longer concerned himself with its affairs, thus fading from the world.

If he were still alive.

It still ranks among the top in the world.

"Lord Yuantu is a remarkable hero of his time, how could he possibly be...?"

Mr. Mo hesitated, swallowing back the word "eunuch," as it was too shameful to utter.

With trembling hands, he unfolded the cassock Zhang Tian had handed him. As he slightly opened it, he saw densely packed tiny characters on it.

And the very top one.

It was that phrase, "castrating oneself with a knife."

It truly shocked him.

Master Mo studied it carefully again. As the saying goes, the ultimate principles of martial arts are interconnected. He couldn't help but deduce them in detail. Before long, he was covered in sweat and his face turned pale, clearly indicating that his mind and spirit were greatly exhausted.

One moment of carelessness.

The cassock in his hand fell to the ground.

In a daze, Master Mo had already determined that the cassock was genuine and that the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique recorded on it was the same seventy-two moves of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique that Lord Yuantu had practiced back then. This proved that Lin Yuantu had castrated himself back then.

But the other party clearly has offspring?

Could it be?

original……

Master Mo sighed and said to Zhang Tian, ​​"This is something to be kept in the hearts of you and me, master and disciple. Do not mention it in front of outsiders. It is not the behavior of a gentleman to gossip."

"Furthermore, you should not practice this Evil-Repelling Sword Technique in the future. Hengshan is one of the five major sword sects, a righteous sect in the world, and countless ancestors have left behind many extraordinary sword techniques!"

Lin Yuantu was a hero back then.

After entering the martial arts world, he eliminated many bandits and thieves for the people, and also chased down several womanizers and other outlaws, thus making contributions to the people.

Later, he was stationed in Fujian, guarding the region and preventing evil sects from harming the people of Guangdong and Guangxi, which was another achievement.

Secondly, the lights go out when a person dies.

Respect for the deceased!

As for the supreme swordsmanship atop Mount Heng.

And that's definitely not bragging.

This is a legacy passed down from our ancestors. Although a portion of it was lost during the campaign against the Demonic Sect, it is still considered top-tier in the world. At least it won't have such a major drawback as the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

Mr. Mo thought that the secret of warding off evil had already frightened him, but he did not expect that something even more powerful was yet to come.

Zhang Tian feigned hesitation and whispered, "While I was investigating that villain, I accidentally overheard some things I shouldn't have heard."

"That imposter magistrate from back then."

"It was actually Alliance Leader Zuo who ordered him to do it!"

Left Alliance Leader?

That's Zuo Lengchan.

Mo was greatly surprised.

Then Zhang Tian continued in shock, "From what I overheard their conversation, it seems that Leader Zuo is a very secretive underground gang leader who makes a living by killing and robbing. They are all skilled and famous figures in the underworld."

"What?"

Mo Da broke out in a cold sweat. Zuo Lengchan, a leader of the righteous alliance, was actually the head of the underworld. What did he need so many underworld assassins for? It was hard to guess...

"Moreover, I heard they've got something on Uncle Liu's hands, saying he's secretly communicating with the Demonic Sect, and they want to wipe him out completely, leaving no one alive!"

Mo Da: !