News about the battle with the Dragon Sword in Xi'an City spread all over the world, and everyone in the world was shocked. Many people were grateful for this incident, and they were glad that they did not go to Xi'an, otherwise they would have been a withered skeleton outside Xi'an City at this time.
In the Valley of Jueqing, Guo Jing also received the news from the Beggar Clan. He was furious and asked Lin Heng, "Why did you let the dragon-slaying knife out?"
Lin Heng glanced at him and said softly: "Brother Guo, you are almost a hundred years old, can you stop being like this?"
"I hear the wind is like the rain? Okay, okay... So tell me, did you release the dragon-slaying knife? Did you tell those rumors?" Guo Jing laughed angrily and asked again.
Lin Heng nodded and said, "Yes, I did it all."
"You...you..." Guo Jing's face flushed with anger. Seeing them like this, Huang Rong immediately stepped forward to hold Guo Jing and comforted him: "Brother Jing, don't be angry yet. Listen to what Brother Lin said. You also
You know, he's not that kind of person."
"Okay, now tell me why you did this." Guo Jing snorted, sat down, pointed at Lin Heng and asked.
Lin Heng laughed twice, gave Huang Rong a look of thanks, and said: "I did this precisely to fight against the Yuan Dynasty..."
"To fight against the Yuan Dynasty? You can also say this. You can only waste the power of the martial arts people in vain. Look at what happened this time. The Huashan Sect, Kongtong Sect, and Kunlun Sect all suffered heavy losses in Xi'an City. Those who
The loose cultivators are almost dead. You still have the nerve to say that you are doing this to fight against the Yuan!" Guo Jing asked loudly, glaring at Lin Heng fiercely.
Lin Heng rolled his eyes at him and said: "Brother Guo, although Xi'an City has lost a lot of people, it can't be broken. On the other hand, Meng Yuan, they went on a killing spree, but they formed a deadly feud with Jianghu forces.
I believe that even if the Jianghu sects in the future do not openly oppose the Yuan Dynasty, they will definitely fight against them secretly. I am doing this precisely for this purpose."
Lin Heng's words were not straightforward, but Guo Jing and Huang Rong also understood what he meant. Among the sects in the Jianghu, the only ones that really aimed to resist the Meng Yuan were the Emei, Beggar Clan and Mingjiao. Although other sects also opposed the Yuan
, either their power is too small and ineffective, or they don’t shout slogans and stick to their feet. Now that Lin Heng has done this, those sects have become Meng Yuan’s mortal enemies, and they will definitely bring trouble to Meng Yuan.
"Of course, I also know that doing this will weaken the strength of the martial arts, but the benefits are obvious." Lin Heng nodded and continued: "Moreover, it is simply unrealistic to rely on those martial arts sects to resist Bao Yuan. This is not realistic at all.
Once, the reason why I did this was, on the one hand, to create enemies for Meng Yuan, and on the other hand, I wanted to use the hatred of the Jianghu people to get them to retaliate against Meng Yuan and attract Meng Yuan's attention. In this way, we can bring down the people in the valley.
Send them all out to form our anti-Yuan forces."
"Brother Guo, you have to know that you have been here for more than 20 years and have taught hundreds of children. Some time ago, we sent some away and asked them to contact the old troops who had infiltrated the imperial court. But there are still others in the valley.
There are many people, they are not young, but teaching is useless, they have to have actual combat to make them progress. This time is an opportunity. As long as those sects attract the attention of the court, then we can take the opportunity to develop and expand, or fight
Enter the Mongolian and Yuan court, or develop bandits and hide our troops. In this way, we will have a large number of troops in a short time. When the time comes, we will get twice the result with half the effort."
Huang Rong definitely made sense after hearing this, and it was a good idea. In order to resist the violent Yuan, Lin Heng sent the disciples he taught out, letting them either enter the interior of Mongolia or enter the mountains to become mountain kings. Now, too,
It is considered a small force. If you add those people taught by Guo Jing, your power will definitely increase greatly.
If you wait for a good time to initiate an attack, the probability of success will be high.
But Guo Jing didn't think so. He admitted that Lin Heng's method was very good, but he absolutely disagreed with sacrificing his own people to do these things, so he objected: "Brother Lin, what you do is indeed very effective, but it can be sacrificed
There are so many people, don’t you feel guilty?”
Guo Jing's words were a bit serious, and Huang Rong's expression changed after hearing this. She glanced at Lin Heng and found that there was nothing wrong with him, so she was a little relieved.
Lin Heng smiled and said to Guo Jing: "Brother Guo, you are a very good person. You serve the people and the country. You can be called the greatest hero in ancient and modern times. However, you cannot judge other people based on your labels. Although those sects usually do not
They resisted the imperial court, but they did it for their own interests and did not care about the lives of the people. If nothing else, let’s talk about the Huashan faction. Since the death of Hao Datong, there are still a few of them who remember to resist the Yuan Dynasty. I don’t do that.
Will they contribute to the fight against the tyrants?"
"This..." Guo Jing was speechless when asked by Lin Heng. Yes, what these sects usually do really makes him angry. Kunlun is fine. After all, he is far away in the Western Regions, but the Huashan Sect is a branch of the Quanzhen Sect.
Ah, even though they established a new sect, when they were first founded, they said their purpose was to resist the tyrants. However, since Hao Datong's death, they have not been much moved. They are just developing their own power, and they don't have the original heroic spirit.
"well!"
Sighing, Guo Jing sat there dejectedly and said no more. Seeing this, Lin Heng knew that he wanted to think about it, so he stopped talking and walked out. Huang Rong saw this and looked at Guo Jing worriedly.
She held his hand gently and comforted him.
Standing in the valley, Lin Heng suddenly felt like going out for a walk. For so many years, he has been in the Valley of Heartless and has never gone out again. Now he can take a closer look at the world.
Thinking of this, Lin Heng called a servant and asked him to tell Guo Jing and Huang Rong that he would go out.
After hearing this, the servant immediately turned back to report, and Lin Heng also rowed a boat out of the valley.
After the Mongols occupied Xiangyang, they did not go on a killing spree here. However, many people voluntarily evacuated here before the war, so Xiangyang was very barren at that time. Now more than 20 years have passed, and many people have returned.
When we get here, at a glance, it seems that the prosperity of the past has been restored here. But anyone who is careful knows that the life of the Song people here is very bad. Everyone is cautious every day, for fear of doing something wrong or saying the wrong thing. They
Living like this is really tiring. But for ordinary people, being alive is the biggest luxury. How can they dare to hope for anything else. Therefore, until they can't stand it anymore, the success rate of the uprising is very low. This is why
The reason why Lin Heng has always put development power first.
"Go...go...you old guy..." Suddenly, there was a sound of scolding behind him. Lin Heng was slightly surprised and turned around to look. He found that two soldiers were walking with an old man and a child on their backs. The old man was holding his hands and feet.
He was shackled and beaten as he walked. The child next to him was also very young, looking to be only five or six years old.
"Beast!" Lin Heng cursed and raised his foot to take care of it. But there was someone faster than him. Behind the soldiers, there was a young man who didn't know when. The young man was not old, but he was holding a hand.
It's an iron gun, it stabs when it comes up.
"You bastards, how dare you attack the officers and soldiers!" The two soldiers cursed and rolled to the ground to avoid them. After standing up, they pulled out the long knives from their waists and slashed at the young man on horseback.
This young man seems to be quite brave, but he is not very old, only 12 or 13 years old, and he seems to have little experience. He will be thrown into disarray when someone cuts him off. Especially when the Mongolian soldiers cut off the horse's legs, he fell directly.
Fall to the ground.
Lin Heng shook his head, moved his body and inserted himself into several people. He raised his hand to block the sharp blade seen by the Mongolian soldiers.
"Who are you?" the Mongolian soldiers shouted. Lin Heng snorted coldly and came to the two of them in a flash. He slapped them lightly. The two were fine at first, but they soon became angry.
I felt severe pain hit my body, my vision went dark, and I fell to the ground without breathing.
Shaking his head, Lin Heng looked sideways at the old man, frowning slightly. This old man was obviously a practicing practitioner, but he was caught for some unknown reason, and looking at his face as pale as paper, it was obvious that his time had come.
"Little old man, I would like to thank you for saving your life. However, I am not going to die soon. I hope that you can take care of my poor grandson. I am very grateful." The old man knelt down to Lin Heng and said.
Nodding, Lin Heng said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of them. This time, I am going to Wudang Mountain. I know Wudang Zhang Junbao, and I will let him accept the two of them as disciples."
"Master Zhang..." The little old man's face showed a look of joy, and he flushed for a while. He thanked him again, then pulled the child over and told him: "Cuishan, you must listen to your benefactor and go to Wudang.
You are not allowed to be naughty behind the mountain, you must work hard to practice martial arts and become a great hero."
"Grandpa..." Tong Cuishan cried in confusion and had no idea how to answer. After teaching the boy a few words, he called the young man to his side and said: "Daxia Zhang is a master of decision-making in the martial arts world.
Although I don’t know who you are, I am very grateful to you for being able to help me. Along the way, you must listen to your benefactor and practice martial arts well!"
After explaining everything, the old man couldn't hold it in any longer. He lay on the ground with a smile on his face, but his face became stiff.
"well!"
With a sigh, Lin Heng closed the old man's eyes and said to the older boy: "After we bury the old man, we will rush to Wudang Mountain immediately!"
