Since Jing Taizu Ji Yusu established the Dajing Dynasty, the power of the ancient sects in the world has become smaller and smaller day by day. The world is still the same world, and the scenery is not that scenery.
But the current of the times is like this. Whether you accept it or not, you can only accept it.
The sect era has passed and is becoming history.
Everything that was once prominent is now an echo of history.
Any existence that aspires to eternity must adapt to the times and innovate itself with history. The only outcome of being stubborn is to decay into dust.
This is true whether it is as small as an individual or as large as a sect, a sect or a country.
In the age of the saints, hundreds of schools of thought contended. There were so many great sects in the world! Hundreds of sources and thousands of streams, not just tens of thousands of schools of thought!
Where are you today?
How much is left?
Those who can still retain their autonomy today are the best among the sects. The sects in various countries are all ministers and concubines of the countries. Looking at the world, Lingxiao Pavilion is an exception.
But in fact, Lingxiao Pavilion, which is independent of the world, and Yun Kingdom, which is a world-famous merchant, are really not a threat at all. They are usually not feared, and no one regards them as unstable factors.
Looking back at the past situation, in less than ten years, the Taixu Sect was collectively sealed into the Taixu Illusion Realm, the Blood River Sect was expelled, and the Nandou Palace was about to be razed to the ground. The third major sect in the world was expelled.
This is indeed quite a terrifying thing.
It seems that there is an invisible hand that accelerates the iteration of the sect. No, there is no iteration, it is an era. The great sects in the world that have perished and are about to perish have no successors.
This does not include Diaohailou, which was almost eliminated from the First World War and barely survived, but its reputation is not as good as before.
Today's misfortune in the South Dou Palace can be said to be heartbreaking.
But when the Emperor of Chu was furious, how could he provoke a country other than a hegemon?
Ye Lingxiao said: "The person who found you, what do you want you to do?"
Bai Gexiao said in an indifferent tone: "It's just for me to come forward and persuade you to save the life of Changsheng Lord and preserve the orthodoxy of Nandou Palace. Let Nandou Palace have a chance to apologize - Zhenren Ye, I, Bai Ge,
Is smiling so honorable?"
Ye Lingxiao nodded vigorously: "At least you are very respectable here!"
The Lord of Qingya Mountain smiled: "It's a pity that Chu State doesn't think so."
"Xumi Mountain, Jiange, Dugu Academy, Sanxing Palace, oh, there is also a Confucian holy land, Shushan." Ye Lingxiao raised his fingers and counted them one by one: "There are so many big sects in the Southern Territory, why do you need to come out?
This head?"
"Maybe it's because they are close after all. I raised my hand and slapped them!" The owner of Qingya Mountain smiled and said: "If the Chu State wants to teach me a lesson about Bai Gexiao, it has to go over the mountains and cross the river. Let's ask Jing State again if he is willing to use the road.
Woolen cloth!"
When Nan Doudian dared to intervene in the Qi-Xia war, the geographical distance was also an important reason.
If Xia Guo wins, Nan Doudian will form a strong support, and he will be able to face the pressure from Chu State more calmly in the future. He can take advantage of the situation and straighten his back. If Xia Guo fails, Qi State will not be able to send troops to fight.
Efeng is coming.
Using this analogy, Qingya Academy, which is thousands of miles away, can indeed have a few discussions with Chu State.
Ye Lingxiao said: "Since I came forward to say something, it doesn't seem to be a big problem - what does the mountain master think?"
Bai Ge smiled and dusted his collar, casually saying: "Let's have tea!"
Ye Lingxiao then smiled: "When this lip died, didn't the mountain master see that his teeth were cold?"
On this high cliff, Bai Gexiao raised his hand and pointed to the distance where the clouds and fog had disappeared: "The Yang Kingdom was destroyed, the Xia Kingdom was destroyed, the Dan Kingdom was destroyed, and the rise and fall of several countries in the Spring and Autumn Period! The rise and fall of countries is a common thing, why?
Don’t you see worries about the hegemony? It’s just that one country is destroyed, another country is prosperous, and the sect is destroyed, but it is difficult to inherit it. I think this is also proof that the sect system lags behind the times? In this case, why can’t the sect be destroyed?”
She sat on the high cliff and seemed not to care about Qingya's foundation at all: "We, the scholars, must respect the voice of the times. Specifically, everyone's will will eventually become the choice of the times. If you say that the sect should die, then
Just perish! What’s wrong with the Spring and Autumn Period? Will my singing and laughing in vain hinder the times?"
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the ancient is disappearing in today's era. This ancient is not the age, the Taixu Sect is very young, the ancient is the sect system. This may not be the thoughts of any one or some people, but the necessity of the times.
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Bai Gexiao's focus was indeed higher than that of many others.
Ye Lingxiao touched his palms and praised: "How can there be such a thing as Bai Gexiao in this world? They are called romantics in vain!"
"Where did Ye Lingxiao come from in the sky?" Bai Ge laughed and flicked the tea cup: "Don't make a noise that shocks the world!"
The Lord of Qingya Mountain refused to flatter him, so Ye Lingxiao laughed it off: "Nandou Palace gives people a handle, and they will not be punished unjustly. Those people who claim to be worried but dare not come forward, I don't know how they can stop the Chu Kingdom's butcher knife. Those people
Do you really think that after losing the river valley and losing three points of Xianglou Tower, Chu is just a paper tiger? A sick tiger is especially dangerous! How can we ignore it?"
The Chu State has indeed declined greatly in recent years. Since the River Valley War, it has been in trouble many times. It is far less powerful than Qin and Qi, who are both in name and in real life.
But the Meteor Fairy Forest is still calm. Powerful countries like Wei and Song are still firmly suppressed. The right to speak in the entire southern region is still firmly in the hands of the Chu State, and has not wavered in the slightest.
Do other people still need to weigh the strength of Chu State?
Apart from anything else, how can the great powers of Wei and Song in the Southern Region have such a great reputation? How ambitious is the Emperor of Wei today? If he really had the chance, would he just sit in Wangjiang Tower?
The Chu State now wants to prove its toughness. The army surrounded Du'e Peak, but they did not destroy it in one go, just to let the matter become known to the whole world. In this case, who dares to stand in the way of the Chu State?
How could the people on the road not be hurt by Chu Feng?
Bai Gexiao raised his eyes and looked at the Lord of Lingxiao Pavilion in front of him: "You, Master Ye, have seen so thoroughly and seem to be very concerned about this matter. Don't you have any ideas? If you can make some efforts in this matter and do something,
It has an impact, but there are many benefits.”
"You said so, Master Ye!" Ye Lingxiao said angrily: "Unlike you, I have reached the limit of this world and stand on the pinnacle of the extraordinary. Then Lord Changsheng has also stood on the pinnacle, so what now?"
He sighed melancholy: "I think that I, 'the most heroic man in the world,' keep a low profile and keep a low profile! One step is slow, one step is slow, and now it is difficult to control even one-third of an acre of Yun Kingdom!"
The Lord of Qingya Mountain said: "Let's make it clear. Are you unable to control the land or the people?"
"If you speak too clearly, there will be no aftertaste." Ye Lingxiao glanced at her: "Laugh if you want to, don't hold it in and feel uncomfortable."
The Lord of Qingya Mountain laughed loudly: "You, Ye Lingxiao, are here too!"
"Alas." Ye Lingxiao sighed, stretched out his hands, and gestured in front of him: "She was so old and fragile at that time, but in the blink of an eye, she has grown up. But I still often feel that she is just a child.
, she is still at an age where she can’t even walk unsteadily, so I always have to hold her up - maybe it’s time for me to let go.”
"Are you willing to give up?" Bai Ge asked with a smile.
"Don't give up...ha!" Ye Lingxiao smiled smartly: "When the child grows up, he will have his own ideas. The old stubborn has always been a stumbling block, and it will become annoying after a long time. I also hope that if we linger on the sickbed in the future, there will be people willing to do it.
Come and see me."
"It's really hard for you, Ye Lingxiao, to realize this!" The Lord of Qingya Mountain smiled and said, "It seems that your cultivation has improved a lot!"
Ye Lingxiao raised his hands, begging for mercy and begging to be let go.
Bai Gexiao stopped clicking and asked: "How is Qingyu lately? What are you busy with?"
They have known each other for more than a year or two, and she has always been concerned about Ye Qingyu's growth. When she was still young, she wanted to send Ye Qingyu to Qingya Academy to study, but later Ye Lingxiao couldn't bear it, so she gave up.
Ye Lingxiao said: "It's still the same - looking at the clouds, practicing the piano, drinking tea, practicing Taoism, performing Dharma, and also learning to deal with some sect affairs, and then writing letters to her pen pal. Every day is leisurely and comfortable
, enjoy yourself.”
Bai Gexiao sighed with emotion: "The genius of the world is either brave and diligent, walking alone on the road, or racing with thousands of sails and hundreds of boats competing for the flow. It is too rare to be cold and quiet like her. I don't know how you have such a different temperament from her mother.
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"In this world of great strife, wars are still going on. Sometimes I also wonder if I should let her get a little more cruel so that she can face the world better. I also intend to take her to the battlefield of the demon world to let her experience blood and fire.
But she is completely incompatible with that kind of place, and she is not a person who belongs to the battlefield. Even if she has emotions in her heart, her methods are gentle."
Ye Lingxiao raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in a long voice: "I took her to practice outside the world. Her interest in the flowers, plants, and scenery outside the world is far greater than conquering foreign tribes and exploring dangerous places. It cannot be said that she does not work hard. She also practices very hard.
She can master all the killing techniques very quickly, but her heart is not sharp at all. When fighting with others, she can only use 70% of her 100% success rate."
The master of Lingxiao Pavilion sighed softly: "The world is in trouble, and I can't rest assured of her temperament."
Looking around the world, those dazzling and arrogant people all practice both Taoism and Dharma. They use their own Dharma to protect their own Tao. They use their own swords to safeguard their own principles.
This [Dharma] can be a sword, it can be force, it can be momentum... it never changes without its origin, and it is all a means of defending the Tao.
Ye Qingyu's talent in cultivation is first-class. In terms of killing, it is hard to describe his talent.
Those who only know how to use fists and kicks know that "one courage, two strength and three skills", without the determination to kill, no matter how many tricks are added to the body, they cannot be used on the spot.
Those who are good at fighting, such as Jiang Wang, Douzhao, and Zhongxuan Zongzhe, can kill with 100% of their power and 120% of their power. In addition, if Huang Relic has [Bodhi] and Zhao Rucheng has [Lingxi], they can also use their magical powers to perform battles
Talent reaches its peak.
A prodigy like Qin Zhizhen has excellent fighting ability, but he is not supreme. Facing others, he is as powerful as a dragon or a tiger. When facing an opponent like Jiang Wang, he will inevitably be suppressed at every turn, with only 100% of his strength.
Ninety-nine percent can be killed.
With a fighting talent like Ye Qingyu, when it comes time to fight with others, he can basically only rely on realm, secret techniques, and some external objects to suppress others.
Ye Lingxiao also punched the West and kicked the East China Sea. He was a killing talent honed through countless lives and deaths. Naturally, he had a very clear understanding of his precious daughter - at least in terms of strength, there would not be much error.
The Lord of Qingya Mountain said sternly: "This child is cool and elegant, aloof from the world, and a little bit crazy. He is destined to practice Taoism rather than practice law. It's good to let nature take its course. Don't overdo it."
Ye Lingxiao shook his head and smiled fondly: "How can I give it up? She can't keep her own way and kill herself for evil. As a father, I can protect her path."
"It's good if you think so." The tone of the master of Qingya Mountain was very solemn: "After all, Tao is the foundation, and law is just a means. Whether the road is full of blood, wind and rain, it doesn't matter if the wind is light and the clouds are light. After reaching the high place, I see
The scenery is the same. With you watching, her path will not be affected and she can still walk up the mountain."
Ye Lingxiao heard Xian Zhi's elegance and stopped smiling. He rubbed the tea cup in his hand and his eyes became a little serious: "I will cherish it."
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"There is a long way to go, so please take care of yourself."
This is just an ordinary farewell.
But these were the last words of his friend that Zhongshan Weisun heard.
The last person who said goodbye to him was Wu Ling.
The person bidding farewell to him this time was Long Boji.
We are all young people with a bright future, and each has a splendid life. We all believe that the other will live a good life, and we never thought that we would be separated forever.
Only when the storm rises will we realize that things are impermanent.
General Ying Yang Wei Zhongshan Yan Wen's heart is as strong as iron, Taixu cabinet member Huang Sheli is loose but very clear, Jiang Wang, the best in the world, doesn't speak much, but he understands everything in his heart. Only Weisun of Zhongshan, this
I don’t know the importance of this once.
This is the only time in his thirty-one-year-old life that he has not known the importance of things so far.
Let go of your face, disregard your reputation, and be ignorant of the general situation. You are a villain in vain!
He knew that he could no longer convince the grandfather who was in charge of Yingyang Mansion; he knew that no matter how good his friendship with Huang Sheli was, it would be impossible for him to intervene in Chu affairs for him; he knew that Jiang Wang had no reason to help him save Long Boji.
He thought about coaxing these two people over, borrowing their reputations, pulling a piece of tiger skin, and negotiating a ransom with Chu State. Of course it would be best if he could get them to talk, but if he couldn't get them to do so, he would use Zhongshan Weisun.
People, put the little affection accumulated in the past on the scale.
His ugly appearance in the mud is also one of the chips.
Now I can barely get my wish.
Jiang Wang didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and they became strangers. Although Huang Sheli was furious and beat him up, he acquiesced to him borrowing his name this time.
But is he satisfied?
He doesn't know either.
Huang Sheli scolded him for not recognizing his own weight. In fact, he recognized his own weight very clearly. His weight as Zhongshan Weisun was just like this - after the borrowing of his name had happened, and in the face of such a miserable and useless side of him, Huang Sheli
I won't stand up and openly oppose you.
For Huang Sheli, who has always made a clear distinction between public and private matters, this is already rare.
For Zhongshan Weisun, this was the most useful external force he could draw on in the shortest time without any support from Yingyang Mansion.
"call……"
Zhongshan Weisun exhaled a long breath, put his face against the ground, and lay there quietly for a while. The soil wet with blood had a reassuring smell.
He really wanted to lie down all the time, it was too painful and too tired.
The bridge of my nose is concave, the facial bones are severely crooked, and there are many bone fractures on my body - but the pain is obviously more than that.
He really wanted to lie down on the ground and sleep, and stop thinking about anything. Family, country, friendship...
But he didn't forget the purpose of coming to the Southern Territory, so he just closed his eyes briefly and then opened them. After a while, he got up.
He used Taoism to cleanse the dust, remove the mud, wipe away the blood, changed his clothes, and styled his hair again. He was once again the gentle and gentle son of the Zhongshan clan of Jing Kingdom.
The top four in the outer building of the Yellow River Meeting, Weisun Ye of Zhongshan in the Yingyang Mansion of the Dajing Empire.
He traveled with Huang Relic and went to the southern region to save a friend named Long Boji.
He prepared a lot of sincerity.
[Thanks to book friend "White Faced Hippopotamus" for becoming the leader of this book, the 710th alliance! 】
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