Seeing Huang and Xiang Lidu's confused looks, Feng Zheng pondered for a long time: "You are also a monk, so you should understand very well."
"Today's Mozi is similar to me, but he has not yet reached the end. According to records, among hundreds of schools of thought, Confucianism and Taoism are the strongest."
"According to legend, both of them took the legendary step and left the Central Plains. However, it has not yet been determined whether the news is true."
At this time, Mozi also spoke and said: "The journey of becoming a monk is too difficult. Now that martial arts has begun to become popular in the world, although it is superficial, it will definitely be the general trend in the future."
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is weak, even in this Nanshan Mountain, it is nothing more than this."
"Maybe I won't be able to break through to that level in this life!"
At this moment, Mozi's eyes were full of darkness. He was a genius, but he knew in his heart that among all the scholars, there was no mediocrity.
However, it is impossible for mediocre people to achieve perfection together.
The atmosphere in Shang Tong Cave was a little subtle, and Huang remained silent. He could actually understand Mozi's feelings.
Some people say that it is sad to not be able to find the way forward, but the real sadness is that you can see the way forward, but you can't get there even though you try your best.
Confucius and Laozi have already taken the path forward, but Mozi has not reached that step. It is obvious that Mozi is in the second state at this moment.
This is undoubtedly more disappointing.
"Haha, it's so difficult to take that step. In today's Central Plains, how many people are looking forward to it..."
Feng Zheng took a sip of Shang Tong wine and said in a low voice: "As far as I know, in the past hundred years, apart from Lao Tzu and Confucius, only a handful of people have taken that step."
"Now there is no one left, and the world has changed."
Hearing this, Mozi nodded.
"It's too difficult to find the way through martial arts. In this world, today's martial arts are just superficial skills..." Mozi's face was complicated, and he took a deep look at Huang: "With the luck of heaven and earth, maybe I can take that step."
"It's just that the fate of heaven and earth is in your body, and it will be affected by cause and effect. This is a difficult choice for us monks."
Huang took a sip of Shang Tong wine and remained silent. At this moment, he was only responsible for listening. Some things were too far away from him now.
Xianglidu looked even more confused. To him, all this was like listening to legendary stories told by his elders.
"Is this the case for your ancient clan?" Mozi looked at Feng Zheng, his eyes full of surprise.
At this moment, Feng Zheng fell silent.
"Old friend, in fact, depending on your strength, you can go there and give it a try. I came out of there back then and have just reached this point." Feng Zheng took a deep look at Mo Zi, with excitement in his tone.
"A spiritual path?"
Glancing at Feng Zheng, Mozi smiled: "Are you determined to be evil? Do you want me to become your thug?"
"I am responsible for the Mo family!"
Mozi shook his head and rejected Feng Zheng's kindness. Feng Zheng was not surprised by this. How could a genius like Mozi be willing to fall behind others?
The conversation lasted for three hours, and Huang benefited a lot, but in the end Mozi told him that the grudge between him and the Mo family only ended here.
This made Huang feel like he was a dog.
Mo disciples are aggressive!
Obviously, there will be a fight between Mo Tu and him next.
Regarding this, Xianglidu told him before he entered the Mohist headquarters.
By this time, Mo Zi had gone back, and the three of them had settled in the Mo family. Feng Zheng looked solemn and said, "The Mo family is very aggressive, are you sure?"
"Haha, I also want to ask the Jianmo family!" Huang smiled, and the aura on his body became sharp: "It's just that my sword will bleed when it is unsheathed."
"If the Mo family wants to provoke, they have to pay the price..."
Huang knew in his heart that his relationship with the Mohist family could never be repaired, and now that Qin's reform was about to begin, he had promised to block the Mohist family for Qin.
Xiang Lidu took a sip of Shang Tong wine and his tone became serious: "Master, we have killed quite a few people. If we compete with each other tomorrow, everyone will be a bee pupa."
"When the time comes, I'm worried that someone will kill me..."
How can the revenge of killing a son be easily wiped away? Even if there is no chance, let alone the opportunity, he will try his best to get revenge, let alone the opportunity is fair and aboveboard.
"Xiang Li is right. If you die in the fight, even if the news spreads, it will not have much impact on the Mo family. People in the world will only say that you overestimate your capabilities." Feng Zheng also spoke in agreement.
"Mozi is worthy of being one of the disciples. His calculations are so profound. He has obtained all the benefits, but in the end he still wants to kill me!"
The smile on Huang's face was a little cold.
He took a sip of Shang Tong's wine, then raised his head and looked at Xianglidu: "Xiangli, since you have come to the Mo family headquarters, why don't you introduce Ling Weng to me?"
Feng Zheng looked at Huang's sudden change of expression and frowned slightly. Xiang Lidu didn't think too much and smiled bitterly: "I do, but I was kicked out of the house..."
"Expulsion from the house is only a temporary measure. Don't you want to see your wife?"
"I'm going to try the words of my father-in-law." Xianglidu was not a fool. It was obvious that he just wanted to discuss matters with his father-in-law.
However, in name only, he is returning home.
Seeing Xiang Lidu stand up, Huang's voice came slowly: "At the same time, please make an appointment with Mr. Xiang. Since I have come to the Mohist headquarters, I must meet the great talents of the Mohist family no matter what."
"promise."
At this moment, Xiang Lidu had already determined that Huang was going to cause trouble, and Lao Mozi had tricked him, and Huang was not going to sit back and wait for death.
"Boy, this is the headquarters of the Mo family, the territory of the Mo family. Don't go too far, otherwise even I can't guarantee your safety."
The smile on Huang's face made him a little worried. He had been in contact with Huang for a long time, so he knew clearly that the man in front of him smiled brighter and brighter, and what he was planning was terrifying.
"Don't worry, Old Man Feng, I won't mess around. This is not my house." Huang had a smile on his face. He rarely did anything he was unsure of.
However, what he hates most is being tricked by others. Even if it is Mozi, he must let Mozi know the price of doing this.
At this time, a plan took shape in his mind. Historically, after Mozi disappeared, the huge Mohist family was divided into three.
In this life, he doesn't mind adding fuel to the fire.
"Old man Feng, according to your opinion, how long does old Mozi have to live?" Huang knew clearly that everything in his plan was based on Mozi disappearing or dying.
Mozi was to the Mohist family just like the First Emperor was to the Qin Dynasty. As long as Mozi lived in the Mohist family, any conflicts and crises would be suppressed by Mozi.
Hearing this, Feng Zheng took a deep look at Huang, meaningfully, and said: "If there is no accident, he will have at least dozens of years of life."