Due to a sudden great plague in Zhangwu County, every household was hung up with white tape. The county soldiers who came to Shuiheguan today were all in mourning. They would never go back home before completing their mission.

Just now, there were about 15 or 16 Zhangwu sentries who were ordered to stay on the periphery. Under the premise that all the 400 county soldiers had lost their fighting ability, these 15 or 6 people were the only ones left to fight among the 400 county soldiers.

, at this moment, they had formed a small formation and slowly moved towards the statue of Laojun.

I saw three people walking in front with shields; two people on both sides carried hooks and short spears, forming a small semicircle with the three people in front with shields; behind the shields, four people revealed their divination halberds from the gap in the big shield, and the small

The formation suddenly resembled a hairless hedgehog; the commander-in-chief held a mountain ax in his hand, and was behind the halberdier; two crossbowmen stood beside him; and four others held swords with ring heads, and their backs were covered by the crossbowmen.

, a group of soldiers and horses were closely connected, and under the command of Shi Chang, they slowly advanced.

This scene made Shi Chen, who had been in the military for more than ten years, couldn't help but admire, "Fan Tingnan's troops and horses are well-trained."

Under the leadership of the commander, the team was tightly organized and advanced in an orderly manner. Wherever the team passed, the limp soldiers on the ground looked intently at the team and cast hopeful glances.

This small group of people is their last hope!

Wucai Zhenren still didn't open his eyes, didn't raise his head, and didn't move his eyelids. It was as if he was in a void and external objects had nothing to do with him.

Said to be slow, but then fast, this small team arrived at the statue of Laojun in a blink of an eye. Master Wucai remained motionless, which made the commander of the army very angry. This move of Master Wucai was nothing more than a disservice to their profession.

He couldn't accept the contempt of others.

So, without any conversation between the two parties, after Shi Chang gave an order, the crossbowman immediately poked his head out, fired both crossbows, and the arrows floated to him. Master Wucai raised his hand and brushed away the arrows one by one, and then,

It's gone and then...

The statue of Laojun is seven or eight feet high. This small group of people cannot climb or climb it. It is as long as a divination halberd, but it cannot even touch the crotch of Laojun, let alone the short hand.

Bing and Wucaizhen met, and there was a brief confrontation. The scene was very embarrassing for a time.

Wucai Zhenren was calm and composed. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and muttered in a low voice, "An ant shakes a tree without overestimating its own capabilities."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spear carrying a faint sound of breaking the wind suddenly came, and the spear stabbed straight into the arms of the statue of Lao Jun. Under the statue of Lao Jun, the shield soldiers at the front of the formation suddenly dispersed, and there was a sudden shock in the formation.

A strong man rushed out, and with a broad sword in his hand, he swept it to the bottom of the statue of Laojun.

These are two Fan family tree-shaking warriors, and they are taking action!

The two of them moved almost at the same time, and their calculations were perfect. The big man with a knife swept across the lower plate of the Laojun statue, and with brute force, caused the Laojun statue to collapse. Taking advantage of Lao Dao's fall, he shot in advance, stabbing Wucai just in time.

The location, time, opportunity, strength, and accuracy of the real person's whereabouts were all just right, and the coordination was very clever. If he followed this idea, this old man would either die or be injured.

As expected, with the combined efforts of the two of them, the statue of Laojun fell, the Wind-breaking Spear arrived, and the figure of the Five Talents fell down. However, a scholar in the upper realm could not be hit so easily. Just as the two secretly stole

When he was happy, Wu Cai Zhenren raised his right hand with the whisk, and gently rolled up the beard of Lao Jun, who was also missing. With a little help, he quickly dodged away, and the gun that was waiting for good news in mid-air suddenly pounced.

Empty.

This wasn't the end yet. Wu Cai Zhenren took advantage of the opportunity to spin in the air, and gently extended a palm downwards, accurately hitting the gun-wielding warrior in mid-air who could not rely on his strength. The warrior fell sharply and suddenly hit the side of the courtyard.

On a strong pine tree, he vomited out a mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured and could no longer move.

Look at the strong warrior on the ground holding a broad sword. Just as he was sweeping across with his sword, Wu Cai Zhenren jumped up and deliberately added some strength to the statue of Lao Jun. After the warrior swept out with his sword, it fell down even though it was chopped off.

The Laojun Statue itself was also injured due to the added strength of the Five Talented Masters. The tiger's mouth was shattered and the injury was serious, making it difficult to fight again.

In an understatement, the two men's attack ended in failure.

At this moment, Master Wucai stood in front of the collapsed statue of Laojun, neatly dressed, unscathed, and calm.

In the eyes of a master like Master Wucai, a warrior in the lower realm is as small as an ant in the eyes of an expert like Master Wucai.

At this moment, a ray of blue light suddenly rose from the distance, and a flying sword wrapped around the fierce blue gang, screaming and rushing towards it quickly. On the hilt of the sword, the word 'chen' made of rosin was particularly conspicuous.

Shining brightly in the sun, in an instant, the sword was already five steps away from the old man. The third style of the "Stone Whale Sword", the stone whale penetrated the sea, and was used by Death Shichen with full strength and full strength. It was really said that

The momentum is like a rainbow.

When the 'Chen' sword flew towards him, the old Taoist 'Zi Liu' sighed in admiration. He stretched out his fly whisk and flicked it, and it wrapped around the Lan Gang Chen sword like a whirlpool. At the moment when the Chen sword was about to stab Wu Cai's face, Wu Cai's sword flew out.

The thin figure of the real person suddenly flashed to the side of the Chenjian sword. He took a deep breath, and the whisk glowed with dazzling white light. He exerted force, and the seemingly gentle whisk wrapped around the powerful Lan Gang Chenjian, fiercely.

It hit the loess tiles on the other side, leaving a big hole one foot deep. Then Wucai Zhenren bent down, picked up the whisk again, and smashed the loess tiles on the other side, leaving another hole. Every time he hit it, he hit the loess tiles on the other side.

, the blue Gang on the sword faded a bit, and by the ninth blow, Chen Jian was already lying on the ground like a dead thing. It was kicked by the old Taoist, and he didn't know where he landed.

Everyone was stunned, their jaws dropped by the fierce and crazy scene performed by Wu Cai Zhenren.

"Guests from far away, do you have a second sword?"

Master Wucai opened his small eyes and shouted in the direction of Master Liu Yi and his disciples. His voice was neither soft nor serious, and it just happened to reach their ears.

Death Shichen's face turned gray, he shook his head helplessly, and with a sigh of relief, he said bitterly to Liu Yi beside him, "I, an old fisherman, encountered pirates again when I went to sea. These five talented people refined their qi and qi.

Transformed into a god, the spirit is still empty, and he has entered the realm of Yushu. In the realm of Yushu, he is a top master of Xuanxuan. If he wanted to kill people, I am afraid that there would be corpses everywhere here. Yi'er, let's go, pick up the sword.

If you take it back, I'm afraid it will be useless today!"

Liu Yi was deeply convinced and nodded, "The Five Talented Masters are in a superior state, and with thousands of troops here, they may not be our opponents. Yi'er feels that we should take a long-term approach and take the advantage of wisdom. Moreover, Yi'er feels that the great plague in Zhangwu

, seems to have another hidden agenda.”

Just when the master and the apprentice were about to take the sword and leave, Death Shichen seemed to notice something, his pupils suddenly dilated, he looked into the distance, and shouted urgently, "Wait! Wait! This, this is...

.!”

Liu Yi followed the dead man's gaze and saw not far away, a well-proportioned man wearing a bamboo hat, a gray shirt and a raincoat, walking towards Shuihe Temple from the side of the master and apprentice.

This mysterious man's pace was not fast, but his movement skills were looming. He took one step at a time and flashed in an orderly manner. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the entrance of Shuihe View. Liu Yi rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not dazzled, and then looked at Shi Chen, "Master.

, Who is this master? His body movements are so elegant, as graceful as a swimming dragon!"

"Contemporary Mohist great son, Han Li." Death Shichen was obviously a little excited.

Liu Yi carefully recalled what was written in the book and murmured, "The leader of Muzhou Momen is the most powerful person, the most powerful person is Han Li?"

Death Shichen nodded slightly and explained, "The Mohist School was originally an academic sect. It was founded around the Warring States Period by the great sage Mo Zhai. For hundreds of years, the Mohist School's inheritance has never been interrupted, and it can be regarded as a long-standing and well-established school among hundreds of scholars.

The sect is also a prominent school in the world. My child, you have read a lot of books, and you must also know that this Mohist school advocates universal love, non-attack, economy, Minggui, and heavenly will. There are many disciples, and they are all over the northern part of the empire. As the empire, the Mohist sect advocates

It is the only sect in the territory that fully inherits the Mohist culture. It always respects the virtuous and helps the poor and the weak. Although it is low-key, its strength cannot be underestimated. Han Li is the leader of contemporary chivalry and is respected by the world."

Liu Yi nodded in agreement, "Master, Yi'er once read in the book that everyone in the Mo family is a knight, and it is a praiseworthy and respectable sect. But what is the internal structure of the Mo family?"

The dead man Chen looked at Han Li with admiration and said to Liu Yi, "There are legends in the world that the Mohist family generally has an inner sect, an outer sect, and a Dharma sect. The inner sect practices martial arts, and the outer sect is mostly skilled craftsmen, and the Dharma sect cultivates virtue.

Preach.”

Liu Yi lowered his head and thought deeply, recalling his father's teachings: Mozi worshiped the ghosts and gods of heaven extremely. Mozi believed that these shadowy wills always wanted to find a power in the world to prevent people from becoming decadent and going astray. This

This power is Mozi and the Mohist school he founded. The reason why the Mohist's sword of justice is invincible in the world is fundamentally because it is the will of heaven and the power of ghosts and gods. The reason why God chose the Mohist school is because of Mozi

Possessing extraordinary talents and skills, the ideas he believes in can speak for God, can distinguish between good and evil in the world on behalf of ghosts and gods, and can punish evil and promote good as strong as a mountain.

At the end of his speech, Liu Quansheng said to Liu Yi sincerely, "Actually, Old Mozi has forgotten one thing. The will of the people is the source of the Mohist school's invincibility in the world!"

After Liu Yi finished thinking, he turned to look at Han Li standing in front of Shuiheguan Gate and sighed, "This Momen is like a well-equipped elite army!"

The dead man looked longingly and talked eloquently, "There are too many legends about the Mohist family! Not to mention the distant ones, it is said that during the Three Kingdoms period, Prime Minister Zhuge invented the wooden ox and the horse, the Zhuge Liannu and other magical weapons.

The person responsible for mass production was the outer disciple of the Mohist sect; during the period of Emperor Xiaoren, Gongyan Prime Minister Ma Jun was the chief disciple of the outer sect. Today's Xiongcheng Chang'an can be regarded as a masterpiece of the Mohist sect to a certain extent; in recent years, today's

Emperor Liu Yan built the Great Wall in northern Xinjiang, which seems to have the influence of Mohism."

"As for Han Li, the great prince, after he came to the throne, he continued the trend of keeping a low profile and seldom appeared in the world. It is said that when Han Li was young, he determined to end the injustice in the world. Wherever he went, evil people were afraid.

Ah! Come on, come on, Yi'er, sit down, there's a good show today! No matter what, let's watch his mother fight first, hahaha! Watching the masters fight is the perfect opportunity for us to understand the Taoism.

ah."

Liu Yi nodded in agreement and said with a smile, "It's just a show for nothing, only fools don't watch it!"

Shi Chen swept away a piece of snow on the hill and pulled Liu Yi to sit on the ground.
Chapter completed!