"Tianming, your strength has improved rapidly, and this supreme weapon of the Mo family seems to be even more powerful in your hands."
After dozens of more breaths, another crisp sound of collision fell. Fusu held the wooden sword and jumped out of the battle circle. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he looked at the dawn in front of him.
Many years ago, I was personally taught by Marquis Wu Zhen and Mr. Gai Nie, and both the practice of "Tai Chi Thirteen Postures" and the practice of "Tai Chi Sword Technique" have reached a considerable level.
Mr. Gai Nie once said that if he continues to practice step by step, it will not be difficult to reach the peak level of Xiantian in the future, and he will be a first-rate expert among all the Xia.
But... Tianming has not been in the palace for long, and has not accepted Wu Zhenhou's teachings. In the collision just now, he was vaguely on par with himself. His true energy is not very strong, but that supreme weapon is...
...somewhat strange.
It was given to him by Marquis Wu Zhen, saying it was the supreme weapon of the Mo family, but... he turned over and over again and didn't notice anything precious about it. Tianming wanted to borrow it, but he didn't hesitate.
"Brother, you are too flattering."
"However... this supreme weapon of the Mo family is indeed somewhat magical. When I practiced swordsmanship with it, I felt very comfortable."
Tian Ming was also happy on his face. He looked at the supreme weapon of Mohism that had transformed into a sword in his hand. This thing... was really spiritual. Practicing martial arts with it every day not only improved his internal strength very quickly.
Also...it seems that there are different kinds of messages being transmitted. Incomplete sword moves? Are there any incomplete mental techniques? There is no harm in practicing a little, so it has been like this.
After the battle with Brother Fusu, I really made some progress. With Yu Luo, I held the Supreme Weapon in my hand tightly with one hand, and could vaguely feel the beating from the Supreme Weapon. It was really impressive.
"Wu Zhenhou once said that among all the Xia, some things still depend on fate. It seems... this supreme weapon is very suitable for you, but for me, it doesn't have much effect."
"I'll give it to you."
Fusu shook his head and sighed, then smiled. When Wu Zhenhou taught him how to practice, he also explained various principles. This supreme weapon was obviously very suitable for Tianming.
Instead of letting it gather dust in your own hands and fall into the hands of Tianming, it can't be said to have a different style.
"This..., this...brother, are you serious about what you said?"
Tianming was overjoyed. He had been with this supreme weapon for a long time, but he was still a little worried in his heart. After all, this supreme weapon belonged to Brother Fusu, or was given to Brother Fusu by Marquis Wu Zhen.
It's your brother's thing, no matter how long you use it in your own hands, it still belongs to your brother in the end.
Now, my brother wants to give this thing to me, wouldn't it be a surprise!
"How can there be a joke?"
Fusu smiled slightly, walked to a place, and placed the iron wood sword in his hand on the shelf.
"Thank you brother tomorrow!"
Very happy at dawn.
"Mr. Fu Nian, I heard that Confucianism also has good benevolence and ritual swordsmanship. I wonder if I can open the eyes of Fusu and Tianming today?"
Fusu bowed his hands and looked at Fu Nian, a Confucian who was standing quietly on one side. In recent months, he had been studying Confucian benevolence and etiquette here, and Fu Nian was worthy of being the leader of Confucianism. He had learned a lot and benefited a lot from it.
As for Confucianism, as one of the major schools of thought, there is also a special martial arts inheritance recorded in the records. I have nothing to do today, but I am curious.
"Master Fusu, there is no need to be polite."
"Compared with the martial arts practiced by the two young masters, the swordsmanship taught by Confucianism is just a minor way. It is just for strengthening the body and protecting oneself."
Fu Nian also smiled and returned the favor, his eyes falling on the two young masters in front of him. He had stayed in Xianyang Palace for more than two years and knew a lot about everything in Xianyang.
Now among the descendants of King Qin, Prince Fusu is the eldest. In the past few years, there have been plans to establish a crown prince in Xianyang Palace. After all, the crown prince is the foundation of a country. If something happens to the king, the country will not be in chaos.
Don't you hear that when King Wu of Qin State was in power, Luoyang raised a tripod and died? He died suddenly and there was no one to succeed him, which caused the state of Qin to be in chaos at that time. However, now the King of Qin seems not to be in a hurry.
It does not show that he attaches special importance to Young Master Fusu. Among the other young masters, Young Master Tianming is slightly older and the other young masters are quite young. It is even more difficult to make a choice. There is currently no queen in the Xianyang harem.
But... Lady Li, Gongsun Li, doted on the harem alone, and she was very popular with King Qin to win the government. It was rumored that King Qin once intended to make Lady Li his queen, but later she disappeared.
Sure enough, Mrs. Li was appointed queen, then her son Tianming and his son Gao Ke were the absolute candidates to compete for the crown prince, and Mr. Fusu was far behind. All this made Fu Nian sigh.
The eldest son inheritance system promoted by Confucianism since the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Maybe it's unfair to some princes and grandsons, but for the entire vassal kingdom, it is the most stable inheritance method. What King Qin Yingzheng did... Fu Nian couldn't understand.
Twenty years after taking the throne, the queen has not made a decision, and the crown prince has not made a decision either. Do you think this matter is unimportant?
Thoughts swirled in my mind for a long time without saying anything. It had been more than two years since I entered the Qin Dynasty, and it was not far from my departure from Xianyang. I wonder what the little Shengxian Manor in the land of Songhai looked like at this time.
Some people should have been unable to bear it for a long time.
"Mr. Fu Nian does not need to be so self-effacing. Marquis Wu Zhen once said that Confucianism can stand up to its current status among hundreds of schools by simply convincing people with reason. If you want to convince people with reason, you must first convince people with force!"
"Mr. Fu Nian, please don't be humble."
Fusu smiled again and said slowly that in his father's heart, the Mohists could be described as knight-errant and rebellious people who should have been exterminated long ago, and among the hundreds of schools of thought, Confucianism was more powerful than the Mohists.
Its potential and strength are evident.
It's just that Confucianism has been hiding itself and has been trapped in Qilu for decades.
"Haha, Marquis Wu Zhen really thinks highly of Confucianism."
"Within Confucianism, the six arts of civility and martial arts are distinct. All Confucian disciples can practice the "Junzi Sword". This sword combines benevolence and etiquette, obeys the destiny of heaven, and contains the three cardinal principles. It has eight eyes and can be regarded as a sword that can be practiced for a lifetime.
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"Since the two gentlemen are so kind, Fu Nian should demonstrate it himself."
With a crisp voice and gentle words, he came forward and bowed. As he spoke, he waved his hand and summoned a long ironwood sword. He held it in his hand. A shallow holy glow flashed around him, and wisps of awe-inspiring righteousness rose and fell.
On the side, Fusu and Tianming looked at each other, each gathered their strength, and their eyes fell on Mr. Fu Nian.
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"Xue'er, pack your things. We will leave Yin Yang's house in three days."
Within the scenic Twelve Peaks of Wushan Mountain, the spring is becoming more and more abundant. Sitting on the peaks one by one, the practice of each practitioner triggers different visions, blending between heaven and earth, showing a strange appearance.
Leaning on the railing on the second floor, Zhou Qing looked into the distance, his whole body flashing with purple light. After a few breaths, he moved his spiritual skills and whispered them.
"Three days later!"
"Yes, sir."
She is wearing a sapphire blue dress and shirt, with beautiful features and unparalleled looks. She walks with a restrained style. She holds a wooden plate in both hands, with two plates of exquisite snacks on it, which are made from the magical flowers and herbs here.
Slowly approaching, his silver hair fluttered, he heard the voice and responded softly.
"Sir, if you calculate the time, Sister Qianhong and Sister Yanling should be in Huai River at this moment."
"After we leave the Yin Yang family, should we go to Nanjun first or to the Chu Kingdom?"
In a blink of an eye, it has been more than ten days since I came to the Yin Yang Family. Except for an accident on the first day, I have been going to the Yin Yang Family's Nine Palaces Divine Capital inheritance every day to see the essence.
According to the documents they received before entering the Yin Yang family, it was almost time for Sister Qianhong and the others to leave the river and go to the Huai River. If they went faster, they should have arrived.
"Go to Nanjun first to deal with some important matters."
"I'm going to Chu State again. I'm also very interested in the inheritance of Guigu Zongheng."
Rumor has it that the first generation Guiguzi also asked the Patriarch and benefited a lot. Later, there were Guigu sects. Therefore, it is expected that the Guigu sect's handbooks also contain the miraculous teachings about the ancestors.
When I left Xianyang in the autumn and winter of last year, I should have already issued the documents to take charge of the important affairs of the four counties. I think the county guards should be waiting impatiently.
"Yes, sir."
Xue Ji smiled softly. It was enough to stay with the adults. It didn't matter where she went.
"Where's Xiao Meng?"
"You went to learn the piano with Nong Yu again early in the morning?"
Xiaomeng's cultivation has stabilized the realm of becoming a god, and she is quickly moving towards the realm of becoming a god. Recently, she has been getting involved with Nongyu and learning the piano. For several days in a row, she really has that thought.
"Sister Nongyu has profound piano skills, and Xiaomeng is extremely talented. Although her time is still short, she has already gained some wonderful qualities."
Xue Ji nodded again. Xiaomeng had this intention when she was in Tianzong's back mountain, but at that time she was kept by the adults to practice and didn't have much time. Now she has entered the country.
"It's good to learn piano skills."
"It's almost time, it's time for me to go to Taiyi Hall."
She took out a snack from the wooden support held by Xue Ji's hands. It was quite delicate, with a hint of fragrance. When she put it in her mouth, it tasted good. Purple light shone under her feet and disappeared in place.