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"I've heard for a long time that Zifang is an outstanding figure among Confucian descendants. When I saw it today, it really is extraordinary." Fan Zeng praised.

"Senior Miao praised it, but I dare not take it." Zhang Liang put down his hands and said calmly.

"What do you think about this matter?" Fan Zeng looked at Zhang Liang and asked.

"Actually, I've been thinking about a problem." Zhang Liang said calmly with his left hand under his belly and his right hand behind his back.

"Oh."

Zhang Liang came to the edge of the railing, and said again: "Why did the Yinyang family suddenly attack the Mohist family, but they didn't make a big move. They intercepted halfway, but they invested very little troops. Now I understand their true meaning."

"So that's how it is." After speaking, Fan Zeng slightly turned his head to look at Zhang Liang, and said, "Confucianism and Mohism have always been distinct, so why are you participating in the Mohism's plan this time?"

"When an event becomes a major event in the world, no one in the world can stay out of it, no matter whether he... is willing or not." Zhang Liang looked at the sky and sighed.

"Don't see anything wrong with it, don't hear anything wrong with it, don't speak anything wrong with it, don't move anything wrong with it." Fan Zeng also turned to the railing, and said, "Confucianism has always emphasized the moral dignity of heaven and earth. , to you, it seems impolite."

"The way to understand the Lord is to be persuaded by Shen Zi. Mencius, the elder of our sect, also said: the people are the most important, and the king is the least." Zhang Liang said lightly.

"Yes." Fan Zeng nodded.

Zhang Liang put his hands behind his back, looked at the sky, and said: "Only a king who understands that the people are the most important... is the king of our world."

Hearing Zhang Liang's bold words, Fan Zeng looked at Zhang Liang deeply, and said, "You seem a little different from the Confucian disciples I knew before."

Zhang Liang turned around with one hand under his belly and the other behind his back facing Fan Zeng, and said calmly, "Zifang is just one of many Confucian disciples."

"Do your two senior brothers think the same as you?" Fan Zeng asked.

Speaking of his senior brother, Zhang Liang's eyes flashed with sadness.

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After a while, all the masters of the class came out, came to Tianming's side and said respectfully: "Please come in, you, the former one has something to explain." Everyone was very surprised, Tianming is a big one, what happened?Tianming was also very surprised, but he was picked up by the big iron hammer and dragged into the secret room, leaving only doubts on the faces of other disciples.

Tianming yelled and went in, and after entering, Tianming found Juzi sitting cross-legged on the ground, exercising his energy to maintain his life. After seeing Tianming coming, Juzi said slowly, "Tianming, do you want to be a hero? To be a strong man?"

"Huh? Of course, I want to become a strong man like Uncle, and I will definitely do it." Tianming said firmly after being puzzled for a while.

"Okay, now I'm on the verge of dying. This is "Mo Mei", a token of the Mohist giant. From now on, you are the new Mohist giant. You have to remember." Tianming was confused and dazed. Taking the ink eyebrow sword in Juzi's hand, he didn't know what to say, looked at Gai Nie who was opposite him in doubt, and then looked at the other people, then nodded firmly and said: "Well, I remember."

"Okay, I'm going to teach you the exercises now, and there will be some pain later, you have to hold back, understand? From now on, the Mo family will depend on you." Juzi said weakly.

"Juzi." Everyone shouted loudly, the big iron hammer looked at Juzi with red eye circles.Juzi waved his hand, Tianming came in front of Juzi, Gai Nie nodded to Tian Minguo and said, "Tianming, go, it's fine, uncle is here." Tianming nodded, and came to Juzi, Juzi Putting one hand on Tianming's head, a huge internal force instantly poured into Tianming's body continuously.

"Ah..." Tian Ming suddenly felt a powerful energy entering his body.

Tianming shouted, enduring the intense pain on his body, everyone couldn't bear to look at Tianming, after a while, it was finally over, Tianming fell into Gai Nie's arms with a smile.

Juzi said weakly: "Okay, you guys leave here, let Qinglong out, there are still a lot of Qin soldiers outside, I want to stay here. From now on, Tianming will be Juzi, you must help him well, Let's leave and go to the Mohist stronghold by the sea."

"Juzi, you..." Big Iron Hammer said a little uncomfortable, and the others looked at Yan Dan very sadly.

Yan Dan said: "Yue'er, come here."

"Father, don't die, I don't want to lose you again." Yue'er cried, and the crying heart broke.

"Yue'er, I can't do it anymore. From now on, you have to follow your elder brother Mu well, understand?" Yan Dan said.

"Yue'er understands, but Yue'er doesn't want to leave her father." Yue'er cried.

"Yue'er, people will die eventually, it's just a matter of time. Let's leave!" Yan Dan said lightly.

Yue'er took a deep look at Yan Dan and said, "Yue'er understands."

Master Ban came to the ink core and activated the mechanism of the Qinglong. The Qinglong is very mysterious. No one has ever known that the Mo family has such a powerful mechanism.

Yan Dan sat in the hall, watching everyone leave, eyes full of relief and blessings.

Master Ban left immediately with the Mohist disciples and military disciples, and rushed to the Binhai Mohist stronghold in batches.Everyone left the Mohist Trick City sadly. This so-called 'last piece of pure land in the world' was gone and disappeared.

After everyone left, a group of Qin Bing was patrolling around the outskirts of the organ city. Suddenly, Qin Bing felt a darkness in the sky. In the darkness, all Qin soldiers died, terrified.This is the power of the green dragon, the head of the four great beasts in the Mohist mechanism technique, it is too powerful.

Xianyang, Qin State.

Above the palace hall, Qin Shihuang was furious when he heard Li Si's report, and all his elite troops died, at the hands of an unknown mechanism.Moreover, Wei Zhuang's quicksand organization was defeated. Although the Trick City was dealt with, none of the disciples and leaders of the Mo family were caught.

After Qin Shihuang learned that the Mohists had gone to Binhai Town, he immediately sent troops and Gong Shuchou to kill them.

Memories are dusty in time, the past is passing away like running water, and the petals of life are falling in the winter night, like morning dew staying on the leaves.

People are looking for a piece of paradise where they can stay away from wars and disputes and enjoy the happiness and tranquility bestowed by God.

Such a dream seems out of reach on a land bearing a rough fate.There was once such a person whose dream was to turn the remoteness of nothingness into reality within reach.Even if you lose the sunshine of the day, you will always walk in the dark night of the night.

Years are vicissitudes and cruelty, the dawn divides the night and the day, and the Big Dipper rises again in the sky, this dream will be continued endlessly... (I feel that I am very literary)

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In a secret room, two women stood facing each other. If Mu Hantian was here, he would be very surprised, because one of the women was his system mother.

"Have you come, that means he is here too." The woman said to Xiaoguang.

"Ah! Has your memory recovered yet?" Xiao Guang asked.

"Ah! It's been three hundred years! He finally came." There was no sadness or joy on the woman's face, she was just talking calmly.

"Ah, the 'Dragon' was given to him, and Cain is by his side, but the memory hasn't recovered yet." Xiao Guang said.