Chapter 19 Discussing martial arts is also debating scriptures
Sang Pan felt the throbbing in his heart, and under the astonished gaze of the palace attendant beside him, he suddenly stopped where he was, looking straight ahead.
There was hesitation in his eyes, but he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart after all, and a purple light suddenly lit up in his eyes.
In an instant, everything in the world in his sight suddenly changed.
Whether it was the imperial guards around him or the attendants in the palace, in his eyes, everyone turned into a human form simply condensed by various auras.
The Yin-Yang family believes that heaven and man are in harmony, and believe that the breaths between man and heaven and earth echo each other and influence each other.
Some great sages of the Yin-Yang family, combined with the Yin-Yang family's theory of "shape method" of observing the heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, and the circulation of stars, understood the Yin-Yang family's secret technique of "Guan Xin Pu", which can detect the appearance of people.
, go straight to the heart.
Warriors with advanced cultivation, or experts from various schools who have understood the truth of heaven and earth, are vaguely connected with the various forces traveling between heaven and earth, and can even manifest various strange phenomena, which are quite miraculous.
Just like Ju Meng who led people to take Sang Pan into the palace, there was a shadow of an ancient sword above his head.
But at this time, Sang Pan looked at the palace buildings in front of him, his expression showing shock.
He has mastered this secret art of the Yin Yang family and has seen countless people. This ordinary vision should not have shocked him so much.
Now in Sang Pan's sight, the auras of the Yun Kingdom's Imperial Guards and palace attendants around him were pulling out a thin silk thread, continuously extending to the palace in front.
Even between heaven and earth, in all directions, countless fine threads gathered at the palace in front.
On that palace, silk threads condensed, countless auras flowed on them, and finally a purple bird appeared.
This vision of a purple bird is perched on the top of the palace. Apart from its shape and color, there is nothing strange about it.
It shouldn't be that such a vision that affected the Yun Kingdom finally manifested into such an ordinary-looking purple bird?
Just when Sang Pan frowned and was confused, the purple bird suddenly shuddered, stood up majestically, spread its wings, and soared upwards, circling and dancing in the sky.
The purple bird stretches its body to its fullest, and its gorgeous and dazzling feathers, under the sunlight, are all gorgeous and noble, making people dizzy.
The purple bird stretched its neck and raised its head as if to cry.
Faintly, it seemed as if a long cry came into Sang Pan's ears. The sound was loud and clear, like the impact of gold and stone, swaying the clouds and spreading throughout the sky.
Sang Pan staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
When Ju Meng, who was responsible for connecting Sang Pan to the palace, saw this, he couldn't help but frowned and stepped forward and said:
"What's wrong?"
Sang Pan stabilized his body, rubbed his dry and stinging eyes, raised his head and smiled bitterly, saying:
"It's Meng Lang!"
Ju Meng frowned, looked at Sang Pan a few times, looked unhappy, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you dare to use your Yin Yang family's secret skills again when you are in front of His Majesty, you will be asking for trouble!"
Hearing this, Sang Pan smiled bitterly, cupped his hands and said:
"yes!"
In fact, it was precisely because of this consideration that Sang Pan did not hold back from using secret techniques to observe the front.
At this time, he couldn't help but become more and more interested in the Yun Kingdom. Relying on the secret technique of conquering the world and never failing, he had already suffered two hidden losses in the Yun Kingdom!
"Come on, your Majesty will be here soon!" Ju Meng said dissatisfied.
Hearing this, Sang Pan stopped thinking about it and quickly followed Ju Meng.
Ju Meng led the people directly to a pavilion in the imperial garden.
At this time, Xiao Cheng had not yet arrived, and there were two people sitting in the pavilion. Jin Shengyuan, the head of the Za family, and You Lao, the head of the novelist.
Ju Meng nodded slightly to the two of them, and then said to Sang Pan:
"Your Majesty will be here shortly."
After saying that, Ju Meng turned around and left, accompanied by the palace attendants who were waiting beside him.
No matter it is Jin Shengyuan, You Lao and Sang Pan, they are all a little confused about the sudden appearance of the other party.
Unable to grasp Xiao Cheng's intentions, the three of them had no intention of acting rashly and tacitly agreed not to talk to each other. They just looked at each other and guessed the other's identity from the other's clothes and actions.
None of the three people spoke, and the atmosphere was inexplicably solemn.
Mo Yue waited for two or three moments before Xiao Cheng arrived belatedly surrounded by a crowd of palace attendants.
When Jin Shengyuan and You Lao saw this, they stood up quickly, saluted Xiao Cheng respectfully, and said in unison:
"Greetings to Your Majesty!"
Sang Pan also bowed and said:
"Disciples of the Yin Yang family, pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor of Yun Kingdom!"
Xiao Cheng's face was calm, he supported the three of them with his right hand and said with a smile:
"Excuse me, everyone! You are my host today, so there is no need to be so polite."
Xiao Cheng sat on the main seat without any scruples, while gesturing for everyone to take their seats without any formality.
As soon as the three of them sat down, Xiao Cheng pointed at Sang Pan and said to Jin Shengyuan and Jin with a smile:
"This is Sang Pan, a member of the Yin Yang family. The three of you are all members of various families, so I invite you two to accompany me."
Hearing this, Mr. You responded with a smile. On the other hand, Jin Shengyuan, who was always kind, did not look very good-looking at this time.
Xiao Cheng turned to look at Sang again and said half-jokingly:
"My subordinates said that you, a member of the Yin Yang family, are particularly good at recognizing people and are very famous in the Xia Kingdom. In this case, I will not introduce you today. I will try to see if you, a high disciple of the Yin Yang family, can recognize the two of them.
A person’s origin.”
Since they were going to meet Xiao Cheng, it was impossible for Dongchang to be unprepared at all. It happened that Sang Pan was quite famous in the martial arts world, so Dongchang didn't put much effort into finding out some of his details.
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Sang Pan, born in the Yin Yang family, is one of the representative figures of the Yin Yang family walking in the world today. He is an eighth-level cultivation base. His cultivation level is not low, but he rarely shows martial arts. He is best at the secret technique of the Yin Yang family, "Mind Observation".
Hitomi" once traveled around the world as a fortune teller and gained a great reputation.
After hearing Xiao Cheng's words, Sang Pan pondered for a moment and then said:
"In that case, I am willing to give it a try! If there are any mistakes or omissions, please forgive me, His Majesty the Emperor."
Sang Pan looked at Jin Shengyuan and the others again, then spoke carefully and said:
"This old man should be a descendant of the novelist who has disappeared in the Central Plains.
Xiao Cheng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask:
"How to say?"
Sang Pan chuckled lightly and said with an inscrutable expression:
"Whether the old man was sitting on a chair before or he just stood up to greet the emperor, his feet were always on the ground with every move he made. He was obviously a master of Qinggong. Look at the white sword he carried around his waist.
There is no decorative pendant on the paper folding fan, so it is obviously not an arty thing. There are also traces of knocks on the handle. This posture..."
Sang Pan paused, patted the table with his palm, and said confidently:
"This posture is like this. When the storyteller is telling stories, he uses a folding fan as a gavel and taps the tabletop to leave traces. He is a member of various schools of thought and meets this condition. Only those who have done so before
The disciple of the novelist who fled to Tiannan due to the Xia Emperor’s targeting!”
Well, that makes sense!
The profession of a novelist is usually either a storyteller or a gossip paparazzi. The white paper folding fan that he carries with him is an office supply. Good Qinggong is a professional requirement, otherwise he will be beaten easily.
Xiao Cheng clapped his hands gently with a look of admiration on his face, then pointed to Jin Shengyuan aside and continued to ask:
"Yes, not bad at all! What about this one?"
Sang Pan glanced at Jin Shengyuan, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Is this the Zajia family?"
Jin Shengyuan snorted coldly and turned away, which was regarded as acknowledging his identity.
"Tell me, why do you recognize him?" Xiao Cheng said.
Sang Pan smiled and said:
"This man has a handsome body, a handsome manner, and a businessman-like manner. He has a strong figure, and is obviously a master of high-level martial arts..."
Before he finished speaking, Jin Shengyuan on the side couldn't help but interrupt:
"Your Majesty, the former Grand Master Wang Xiao never hid the matter of protecting my miscellaneous family from his own master."
Zajia advocates inclusiveness, intends to bring together the essence of hundreds of schools of thought, and use the words of one family to control the learning of hundreds of schools of thought.
This move aroused the anger of the various schools of thought, and sent people to surround and suppress them on the charge of peeking into the core scriptures and martial arts of the hundreds of schools. From then on, the Zajia family was like a bereaved dog, losing its original foundation. In desperation, they fled the Central Plains and hid in Tiannan.
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It is precisely because of such old grievances that Jin Shengyuan naturally cannot have a good look towards these people.
At that time, Wang Xiao was just taking charge of the government. He had no close friends and no familiar brothers to help him. In order to prevent the Buddhists from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos, he wanted to use the remaining power of the Za family as a check.
The two parties hit it off immediately, and the Za family obtained Wang Xiao's promise to protect them on the condition that they send their elite members to serve Wang Xiao for twenty years.
Wang Xiao never hid this matter from his disciples from beginning to end.
So Sang Pan knew their identities from the beginning.
Just after Jin Shengyuan finished speaking, Sang Pan's expression froze, then he touched his nose in embarrassment and explained with a wry smile:
"It's not all just to fool the emperor. After all, I can see it..."
What Sang Pan said just now is indeed true. When you hear it like this, it seems that he has directly seen through the two people's origins from clues, which is extremely deceiving.
But in fact, this was just a backward deduction after he knew the result, so there was nothing wrong with it.
Xiao Cheng waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a bright smile:
"It seems that Mr. Sang Pan has used the means of traveling in the world on me? Hahahaha!"
Sang Pan, who was being slapped in the face despite pretending to be beeping, blushed slightly.
"But Mr. Sang Pan, don't blame the Jinmen Master. After all, the Za family's grievances in the past have not been forgotten, so naturally they won't give you this face!"
When Xiao Cheng said this, he suddenly became interested again and couldn't help but ask:
"Speaking of this matter, I am a little curious. It stands to reason that if you and other schools of thought feel threatened by the philosophy of the mixed school, shouldn't you argue with each other to prove the correctness of your own school? It is not possible to do so.
Is it too consistent with your school of thought?"
Sang Pan was silent for a while after hearing this. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said:
"The martial arts of hundreds of schools of thought are all evolved from various classics. Discussing martial arts is debating the classics. This has always been the case!"