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Chapter 8 Jixia Academy*

Xiangfuzi is very clear about what kind of changes this Yu's idea will bring to martial arts. Not all warriors are veterans of hundreds of battles. They can calculate their own situation based on experience in a short moment, and then choose the best move.

Chance.

Once this idea is popularized among Mohist disciples, coupled with Jin Yao's unique symbols and calculation methods, Mohist disciples will be able to minimize casualties when defending against enemies in the future.

Even these calculation methods are not only used in martial arts, but also benefit the most from the Mohist organ technique, because the organ technique involves the most calculations.

"I originally thought that our Mo Bian lineage would merge with the other two lines, become a vassal, and lose our dominance. Now..." Mr. Xiang smiled, and he smiled happily.

This method of calculation must be mastered by the Mo Bian lineage. If the other two lines want to learn from it, they must send those elite disciples to their Mo Bian lineage and become their disciples.

And this calculation method will definitely become the core of Mo Bian's lineage. Whoever dares to reach out will die. Do you really think that you will not be able to draw the knife when you are old?

"Teacher, your smile is a bit scary!" Jin Yao looked at Mr. Xiang who was giggling from ear to ear and felt a chill, and spoke weakly.

"Ahem, good disciple, from today on, you are the leader of my Mo Bian lineage!" Master Xiang stopped laughing, but he still grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears, unable to hide his joy.

"Teacher, I'm only twelve years old!" Jin Yao looked at his teacher speechlessly. Who can be the leader of a lineage at the age of twelve? He is not the king of other countries and can succeed to the throne at a young age.

"Isn't there a teacher here? These things should be erased. They cannot be seen by outsiders, nor can they be taught to people other than me, Mo Bian!" Master Xiang waved his hand, and a majestic internal force swept across the bluestone slab.

All were shaved off.

Really leave nothing behind!

Mr. Xiang also thought very clearly. Who knows if anyone can reconstruct the original shape from the handwriting on the ground, so I even cut off three-thirds of the bluestone, and left everything to me to play with.

"Let's go to Jixia Academy to watch the ceremony!" After everything was done, Master Xiang checked it carefully and confirmed that there were no problems before holding Jin Yao's hand and walking out of the secret realm, leaving two more machine beasts hidden in the secret realm.

Warning outside the secret realm.

Jin Yao looked at a machine beast that looked like a dog and a hummingbird-like machine beast, and he was filled with admiration, admiration!

"These things are all sent by Xianglizi's family. You can have as many as you want, and they will all be yours from now on!" Xiangfuzi saw Jin Yao's envy and smiled while drawing the pie.

Jin Yao nodded decisively. It would be useless for him to get it now. He had never learned the mechanism technique, so even if he got it, he wouldn't be able to use it.

Mobian Mountain Gate is not far from Jixia Academy, but Master Xiang still took Jin Yao to a restaurant called Youjian Inn.

"I've seen the commander, please come with me!" As soon as he walked into the restaurant, a young man came forward to greet him, then looked at Jin Yao curiously, his eyes stopped on the long sword in Jin Yao's hand, he was slightly startled, and spoke again

: "My young master, please come with the cook."

Jin Yao looked at the young man with some surprise, and then at the Prime Minister. This young man was actually the cook in his youth. He didn't have the greasy, pot-bellied appearance of the middle-aged man at all. Instead, he was very thin.

"Cook Ding, a Taoist protector and chef of Mo Bian's lineage, is also extremely skilled in cutting corners!" Xiang Fuzi introduced.

"However, the previous generation of chef Ding passed away and he opened this inn in Linzi before he could grow up. He was inquiring about information for us and cultivating at the same time."

"I've met senior brother!" Jin Yao also saluted humbly.

Cook Ding touched his head unnaturally and repeatedly said that he did not dare to accept the courtesy of the young master.

"The Mohists don't have so many etiquettes, don't learn from Confucianism!" Mr. Xiang patted Jin Yao's head. The Mohists don't have so many etiquettes. They just smile when they meet and hold fists when they say goodbye.

"The Confucian scholar's uniform requested by the commander is ready." In the side room in the backyard, Cook Ding took out a green Confucian uniform and handed it to Jin Yao. He understood that the Prime Minister asked him to prepare this suit for Jin Yao.

Remote.

Jin Yao was a little puzzled. Didn't he go to watch the ceremony? Why didn't he wear Mohist clothes instead of Confucian clothes?

"There will definitely be a fight in the next few days. I am going to support Xun Kuang, and I may not be able to take care of you by then, so you can blend in among the Confucians and keep a low profile, and no one will bother you!" Xiangfuzi!

explained.

"Oh!" Jin Yao understood then, but he was also very curious. Didn't he say he wouldn't go before, and now he went again? He didn't know what price Master Xun paid to invite the teacher.

"If necessary, Xun Kuang will take action to protect you!" Master Xiang knew what Jin Yao was thinking and directly stated the benefits gained from this action.

Jin Yao's heart trembled, and he was a little moved. His enemies were the State of Wei, King Wei and Lord Xinling. The teacher didn't say anything, but he prepared an escape route for him. If he faced the State of Wei in the future, his life would be in danger.

, the Confucian Xunfuzi lineage had to step in to protect him.

"I know that there are not many Lingxu in Mo Bian's hands, and there are also many imitations, so there is no need to hide it. There are many Confucian disciples who have fake Lingxu, so you don't have to hide it!" Seeing Jin Yao using the cloth

After entangling Lingxu, Chef Ding dismissed his thoughts.

"Can it still be like this?" Jin Yao was a little surprised.

"Naturally, Lingxu, whether he has a blue-blooded heart or a humble mind, is in line with the Confucian mentality, so young disciples also want to get it to show that they are extraordinary talents!" Xiangfuzi explained with a smile, and added, "The most important thing is

The important thing is that Lingxu is very expensive, each of the eighteen Beihai Jade Blood Pill Hearts is worth a fortune, and Confucian disciples happen to be rich."

Jin Yao was even more envious, thinking about how he had to earn all the expenses when he went on a trip, and the master would not give him a cent. This was also required by the Mohist scriptures, he had to do everything by himself, not to work a day, not to eat a day.

"Pao Ding, please take him to Jixia Academy. I will go directly to see Xun Kuang!" the Prime Minister confessed and left alone.

Jin Yao and Cook Ding could also understand that, as the prime minister's wife, they were naturally the guests at Jixia Academy to watch the ceremony, and they were all treated like guests.

They were not sure. Even many Confucian disciples had to stand outside the Taoist Hall to listen. It was not easy to get in.

"There is an inn responsible for providing food and drinks for Jixia Academy. For this kind of grand event, there will be no shortage of delicacies on the strips, so the young master can sneak in with me!" Cook Ding looked worried about how to sneak in.

Jin Yao, who was on the debate stage of Jixia Academy, explained with a smile.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

Jin Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Before he entered the Jixia Academy, he could see that the outside of the academy was crowded with scholars from various schools. The largest number of them were Confucian scholars. Fortunately, Cook Ding had made arrangements, otherwise he would not have thought that he could be there.

This group of scholars squeezed in.

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