Chapter 42 A man can't eat five cauldrons in life, and he should cook on five cauldrons in death
After the huge shock, came firm confidence.
"I cannot die, I want to rise, I am stronger than anyone else."
"I haven't practiced the Ant King method yet. I can live forever and be invincible in the world. I can't be like this disciple of the Mo family. Even if I die, no one will remember his name."
"A true man, if you can't eat five pots of food during life, you will be cooked with five pots of food when you die."
After firming up his belief, his apology for not telling the previous generation of Mohist giant Yan Taizi Dan to be careful about the Six Souls Terror Curse of the Yin Yang Family disappeared. He even hoped that Yan Dan would plant the Six Souls Terror Curse and pass on his terrifying internal power to him.
Himself, only in this way can he be qualified to walk in the world.
After the Mohist family loses the organ city on which it became famous, its past prestige will quickly disappear. The only thing that can protect itself in the future is strong strength.
Without strength, no one among the hundreds of scholars will value him.
Making trouble in this era has become a joke.
"Anyway, if you people lead the Mo family, they will die in the future and will only weaken a little. If you want to truly usher in glory, I am the most reliable."
"I can save you from detours and prevent you from falling into the abyss of death and darkness. I can know everything without knowing anything. I can even let you bet on the future emperor and let your students be promoted. You can do something for me now.
Sacrifice is nothing, it is an exchange."
"I will strive for hundreds of thousands of years of glory for you. You will give me a certain amount of investment when I am at my weakest. It will be mutually beneficial and beneficial to everyone."
Unprecedented intense thoughts collided in Tang Xuanming's mind. He did not want to die quietly like countless Mohist disciples, like leeks, being cut off one after another.
This has been the case over and over again throughout Chinese history. The heads of Guizhou were cut off like leeks, and then grew again relying on their tenacious vitality. When the world no longer provided the nutrients for their growth, they would rise up.
When enough leeks are harvested and the world is large enough to accommodate them, the world will slowly calm down. History is like reincarnation after reincarnation, and it has never changed.
"I want to be like Gai Nie and rise little by little. Hundreds of schools of thought have their own theories that have been passed down through the ages. Don't I? I even know their development in later generations."
Tang Xuanming lowered his head. No one looked at the blazing flames in his eyes. The flames could burn anyone to ashes, as if they were going to burn the whole world.
"Marxism, capitalism, socialism...the essence of development over thousands of years will all appear in the future. I have seen and learned all kinds of changes. In this era, I am not a mediocre person. Just speak to me.
Opportunity to preach doctrine.”
Half of Tang Xuanming's face was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult for people to really see his expression clearly.
As long as I complete the most primitive level of accumulation and reach the level of being able to carry a cauldron, I will have passed the most difficult level. The Ant King Method can also be practiced in this world.
Tang Xuanming's eyes hidden in the darkness were so bright that he couldn't help but think of his conversation with Hemerocallis in the Pi tribe.
"The Ant King's Law was not created by the human race, so how did the human race get it? And it is also promoted among the entire human race. Is the Ant King so friendly to the human race?"
Hemerocallis sneered. It was the first time that Tang Xuanming saw the flower-like girl so excited. She said angrily: "You have to pay a price to get anything. This is the eternal law in the wilderness."
"Thousands of races compete and grow in this world, but they will never be merciful. If there are top figures from the non-human race, do you think the human race will be qualified to live in this world?"
"Who is the top figure in the human race?"
There was a look of longing in Hemerocallis's eyes, but she did not say it directly. Instead, she stared at Tang Xuanming with interest and said, "Instead of looking forward to the glory of the strongest human race, it is better to think about yourself."
"Myself? What's the problem?"
"All tribes are equal exchanges. It is impossible for the tribe to support a loser like you for nothing. When you have time, think about what kind of price you will pay."
The conversation ended here. No matter how much Tang Xuanming asked, the girl would no longer give him a detailed description.
"It won't take long. You will know when your energy and blood are truly stable."
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"What will I know, and what will it cost me?"
Tang Xuanming muttered to himself, and finally shook his head, not thinking about those things.
If he can really proceed as he imagined, practicing the Ant King Method will not be that far away.
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"Lord Wei Zhuang, Yu Qianye did not have any effect. The Mohist government city is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Our army suffered heavy casualties..."
The Qin army general who came to report the news looked very ugly. If he suffered too much damage on the battlefield, he would be punished even if he got enough heads. If he continued to attack, his official position might not be guaranteed.
"Continue the attack!"
Wei Zhuang's expression did not waver at all. Most of the corpses lying on the ground on the edge of the Mo family's machine city were occasionally mixed with one or two Mohist children. However, he did not wave at all. It was as if he was on the sidelines, watching.
A grand show.
"yes!"
The generals of the Qin army trudged back to the battlefield, the war drums were beating loudly, and the herald's voice rang in everyone's ears, full of murderous intent.
"attack!"
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"Master Wei Zhuang, won't it be difficult to explain to Li Si if you go on like this?"
Gongshu Chou's voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He looked at the advancing Qin army with complicated eyes.
Wei Zhuang ignored all of them and held in his hand the latest information coming from the Mohist government. After reading it, he looked calm and said to himself: "The new tycoon of the Mohist family is a bit interesting. I wonder if this generation of tycoons can take on the role of Shark Teeth."
A sword?"
In the fierce mountain wind, his black robe rustled. Under his two long white eyebrows, Wei Zhuang's expression was full of confidence.
"Let Lin'er wait for the opportunity. As for the attack, it will last for half an hour. After dark, call the gold and withdraw the troops."
The generals of the Qin army breathed a long sigh of relief as if they had been granted amnesty, and the orders were quickly conveyed.
At dusk, the bloody sunlight dyed the entire sky red, and combined with the sad sound of the snow girl's flute, created an extremely sad atmosphere.
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"The Qin army has stopped attacking!"
Robber Zhi is always the fastest messenger, and his cynical voice can quickly calm down many people.
Tang Xuanming sat down on the ground, feeling relaxed.
Although no one asked him to do anything, he still helped Duan Murong deal with the wounded on his own initiative. For most of the day, he was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.
Not only was it physically tiring, but the mental impact was also huge.
"I wonder when Yan Dan will come back? The exposed government city is not a pure land, and it won't last long."