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Chapter 141: Knowledge

When Mei Niansheng separated from Yang Xian, he asked Yang Xian to travel barefoot across the nineteen states, which was a great effort.

The main purpose is to allow Yang Xian to gain insight and to strengthen his mind and also give him a buffer time for growth.

Only after traveling all over the nineteen states in the world could Mei Niansheng allow Yang Xian to step into Zhongzhou and do what he is.

Since the rise of Nihon Secretology, its ancestral home has been entrenched in Zhongjing City, Zhongzhou. Although there were dynasties during this period, the orthodox status of Nehon Secretology has never been lost, and it still controls the world and leads the general principles.

Mei Niansheng knew his disciple's temper and nature. If he did not leave a shackle for Yang Xian before he died, he might be the first thing Yang Xian did after he died was to go to Zhongjing to take revenge.

Mei Niansheng never dared to underestimate his apprentice, nor did he doubt whether Yang Xian could succeed.

With Yang Xian's scheming and skillfulness, he really wants to take revenge, not to mention the Great Zhou Dynasty, the whole world cannot bear it.

But if this is the case, I'm afraid Yang Xian will fall into this endless hatred for the first half of his life, and basically his whole body will be destroyed.

Hatred can make people stronger, but long-term hatred may distort a person's mind and destroy a person.

Although the Confucian school emphasizes that "the ten generations of hatred can be revenged", it is not a sect with the theme of "revenge".

"The doctrine of the mean is impartial." This is the true principle of conduct for Confucian disciples. If they act blindly extreme, they will fall into inferiority.

Mei Niansheng had great expectations for Yang Xian. In the future, he would restore the Confucian Sect, pacify the world, and even "open peace for all generations". The implementation of these ideals fell on Yang Xian. Naturally, he did not want Yang Xian to be immersed in hatred and unable to extricate himself.

Looking at the world with hatred eyes can only bring more hatred. Only by transcending your eyes from hatred can you see clearly what is the true nature of things.

If you want to reach this level, experience, experience, and training must be left out.

This is the real purpose of Mei Niansheng allowing Yang Xian to travel around the world.

Now that Yang Xian is moving forward, he has encountered a series of things as soon as he leaves Qingzhou, he has indeed greatly increased his knowledge and broadened his horizons.

When he was chasing Xiao Qingyu yesterday, he saw that Wuhua City was surrounded by living corpses, so he became eager to rescue him. After sending Xiao Qingyu back to Bozhou City, he rushed back to him.

He had no purpose in traveling, and escorting Xiao Qingyu was not imminent, so he could be apprehended.

Only the matter of saving people cannot be delayed. After settling down on Xiao Qingyu, he retreated again.

Bozhou City is thousands of miles away from Wuhua City, but he left in the middle of the night.

When we walked to the vicinity of Wuhua City, it was already bright, and a golden dragon was rolling along the wall, and the person who blocked it was invincible.

"Huh? Who is this person? He is good at sticking skills!"

Standing outside Wuhua City, Yang Xian looked up at the city wall with dust and was slightly surprised, "Baohuazhou is indeed a brilliant person, and there is such a master!"

He had extraordinary eyesight. Just a glance at him, he knew that the martial arts cultivation of the stick had reached an extremely high level. Although he had never reached the level of a master, he was extremely demeanor. In his hands, this stick had an unparalleled aura that could not be controlled by the sky. With this momentum, even a master-level master could not get it in front of his stick.

"With such a master defending the city, this Wuhua City will probably not be captured!"

Seeing that there were masters stationed in Wuhua City, Yang Xian felt relieved, "I'm no longer needed here, so I'll continue to escort Qingmu Cliff."

Just as he was about to turn back to Bozhou City, he suddenly heard a scream from the city wall, and the officer dancing with the dragon stick suddenly stopped, his breath fell rapidly and weakened, and he slowly sat down to the ground.

A group of soldiers next to him exclaimed, surrounding the stick man, "Mr. Liu, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Tolerant of being separated by several miles, Yang Xian could still sense that the aura of Liu was harmonious and there was no risk of breaking it. Even if the aura suddenly fell and weakened just now, it seemed that it was done on purpose.

"This guy is interesting!"

Yang Xian was curious, "Why did he do this?"

On the top of the city.

Liu Ping looked pale, and sweat beads rolling on his forehead. He leaned against the battlements and sat down slowly, looking at the people surrounding him and said softly: "I will use my strength to help you all the rest of the city defense!"

An old man from the martial arts world frowned and said, "Why is this adult so poor in his endurance?"

A soldier next to him was inexplicably sad and angry, and shouted: "The city lord abandoned the city and fled. The wealthy families in the city never even served a full meal. Lord Liu stayed in the city for three days and three nights and had not closed his eyes, and he didn't even have enough food. How can he last long?"

"There is still this?"

Several men who surrounded him were furious when they heard this, "The soldiers fought bloody battles, but these damn gods didn't even care about food?"

These figures in the martial arts world are not short of silver. Although they spontaneously assist in defending the city, they usually buy some wine and food to reward themselves when they eat, and never eat with the soldiers guarding the city.

At this time, I heard that these soldiers guarding the city were furious.

A soldier said: "Not only that, now the people guarding the city are all us ordinary people. These wealthy families have not even been transferred to help defend the city. Many of the brothers have died. If they don't add new people to help defend the city, I'm afraid this city will really not be able to defend it!"

"Wow, I'm so angry!"

A bearded man pulled out a large ring knife and shouted loudly: "When I kill several big families and let out this anger for all the brothers guarding the city!"

"Go together!"

"Go together!"

After hearing the Xiaobing's story, the martial arts people present were furious and furious, "Everyone goes to kill his mother! Even if they don't kill them, it's good to catch them and force them to defend the city!"

"Yes, I'll catch them and feed them to the zombies!"

A group of people were quarreling in chaos, and a group of people left instantly, and they rushed towards the wealthy families in the city.

Time was not long, and a group of people in fine clothes were tied up by these figures in the martial arts world. These people, including old, young, male and female, were all dressed in disheveled clothes, and had a look of panic. Several of them had bruised noses and swollen faces and blood flowed. They were beaten up at first glance.

Liu Ping leaned on the city wall, angry but weak: "Everyone, how can this be made? If you take these rich masters here and blame them in the future, wouldn't it be the sin of us?"

A big man patted his chest and said, "One person does things and one person does it. I have captured these people. When the court blames them, let them find me!"

Everyone expressed their opinions and said, "Mr. Liu is not more worried. This is our voluntary action and has nothing to do with me."

Liu Ping said: "How can it have nothing to do with me? Don't worry, let's guard the city first. After sending these living zombies away, I will go to the court to take the crime! You are kind, how can you bear this matter?"

Many martial arts figures looked at each other a few times, and some people thought to themselves: "Mr. Liu is loyal. If you defend the city, you might as well kill these wealthy families. In this way, everyone will be purified, but this matter must be done quietly to avoid embarrassing Lord. "

Yang Xian stood outside the city and saw this from beginning to end, and frowned, "Liu Ping is so cruel. In this way, not only will these wealthy families lose their lives, I am afraid that if these people in the world will be killed by him in the name of his loyalty to him in the future, he will be killed and asked for credit from the court if they think these wealthy families have revenge."

"Although the big people cannot escape death, the endings of these martial arts figures will not be very good.
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