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Chapter 67 The Doctrine

"Having lost all your defenses and being exposed to Qin's iron hoof, are you afraid?"

At this time when encouragement is most needed, Tang Xuanming still spoke harshly and sounded the drum with a heavy hammer. Now the Mohist disciples have no morale. If they don't stir up the little blood left in them, the Mohist family, which is the leader among hundreds of schools of thought,

The centuries-old sect is about to be destroyed.

People's hearts were broken and it was difficult to lead the team. Tang Xuanming was not willing to accept such a mess just after he became a Mohist giant.

"Who in the world is not afraid? Qin's iron hoof tramples through the six countries, who can resist it?"

"We have lost the government city and the only pure land in the world. Where should we go?"

“This is a city that we have spent a lifetime building successfully!”



Prince Yan Dan is about to die, and a sad atmosphere spreads throughout the Mohist government city. In addition to Yan Dan's last words before his death, it is certain to withdraw from the Mohist government city.

All the Mohist disciples were terrified. At this moment, the most intense emotions were colliding, so they had the courage to say these words.

Tang Xuanming listened to these words and didn't think there was anything wrong with these Mohist disciples. The city they dedicated their lives to was about to be destroyed, and any negative emotions would surge out. It would not be surprising to say any extreme words.

On the contrary, it would be terrifying if no one spoke.

The Mohist disciples were all dejected, with tears in their eyes, and some were even sobbing softly, unable to bear this huge change.

It was clear that they had ushered in a huge victory, and the iron hooves of the Qin State were defeated here, but they still had to choose to retreat and retreat to an unknown place. The Mohist government city built with hundreds of years of hard work and several generations was about to

Giving up like this makes everyone feel angry and unwilling.

Tang Xuanming glanced at this group of Mohist disciples who had low morale and lost their future. In this atmosphere, Master Ban, Gao Jianli and others also looked sad, not knowing where the way forward was, and their eyes were full of confusion.

Even they are like this, let alone the most ordinary Mohist disciples.

They are still gathered here at this moment, not breaking up at the first touch, but more of a kind of faith-like support.

Mohist doctrine is like a religion in this era. After all, it is a top school of thought alongside Taoism and Confucianism. It can be spread in this era, so it naturally has its extraordinary charm.

The only piece of pure land in the world protected the growth of many Mohist disciples and provided them with shelter from wind and rain, but at this time it also became the biggest obstacle to their growth.

Most people have never really faced Qin's terrible tyranny and its invincible iron hoof. After truly seeing it, fear and sadness flooded into their hearts, and even more confusion and despair.

"Are you like this? Are you worthy of the Mohist family's beliefs? Are you worthy of the Mohist family's ancestors?"

No one refuted, they still looked frustrated, but many people raised their heads and stared at the new Mohist giant, with sparks blooming in their eyes.

"If you really look like this lifeless, then I admit that I misjudged the wrong person. I misjudged the Mo family. You are just a bunch of scum. You will only hide in the Mo family's machine city and pity yourself."

"We are not rubbish. People of our generation have poured all their efforts into the Mohist government. Everyone's achievements in the government are extraordinary."

Master Ban vaguely grasped some of Tang Xuanming's context and answered solemnly.

"Then why don't you have the courage to face the future?" Tang Xuanming continued with a sneer:

"The founder of the Mohist family had nothing back then, but he was still able to build a miraculous machine city in this barren land. Now, the art of mechanism has evolved for hundreds of years. It is much more brilliant than the founder of the Mohist family back then, and there are even more disciples of the Mohist family everywhere."

"It's much better than what the founder of the Mo family encountered back then. There are skilled craftsmen everywhere, but you don't have the courage to walk out from here. You can't bear a setback after encountering a setback. You are simply losing face to the Mo family..."

Sparks spewed out from the Mohist disciples' eyes and gradually merged into one, as if they were about to become a ball of flame.

"Why don't you have the confidence to rebuild a more glorious Mechanism City? Mechanism techniques have evolved over hundreds of years, and today's Mechanism techniques are very different from those hundreds of years ago. The Mechanism techniques mastered by ordinary disciples now may have been at their peak hundreds of years ago.

His mechanical skills can be said to be ingenious, so why don’t you have the courage?”

Tang Xuanming rebuked angrily without hesitation. A bright light flashed in Prince Yan's eyes. Even though he was a giant of the Mohist family, he had never thought about this problem.

Under the Confucian saying that values ​​the past over the present, no one dares to admit that they are greater and wiser than the ancients, but in fact today all kinds of academic development have reached their peak, and various technologies have been perfected step by step.

The four holy beasts of the Mohist family did not exist at the beginning, but they were gradually improved step by step before they successfully appeared.

From the perspective of hundreds of years ago, the skills mastered by any ordinary disciple of the Mohist School today are enough to support him to become the giant of the Mohist School hundreds of years ago.

Although this sentence is a bit exaggerated, it is true.

"Are we really that powerful?"

The Mohist disciples scratched their heads, feeling seriously lacking in self-confidence, but Tang Xuanming and Yan Taizi Dan nodded at the same time, saying: "That's true. Every Mohist disciple is a top-notch person."

The whole audience fell into silence, Master Ban and Prince Yan were filled with admiration.

"Is this the focus of God? Hundreds of years of historical evolution are just a small change in His eyes, and He can clearly see the difference."

The most outstanding people of the Mohist family are silent and shocked by this kind of thought, let alone the ordinary Mohist disciples.

With the endorsement of the Mohist giant of the previous generation, Prince Yan, the new round of shocking remarks by the Mohist giant seemed to have been unanimously recognized by the Mohist leaders. A group of Mohist disciples looked at each other and straightened their backs, but their eyes were still confused.

Tang Xuanming struck while the iron was hot and said with passionate words: "The founder of the Mohist family was able to build such a glorious city in such a difficult environment, why can't we?"

"There are hundreds of Mohist disciples here now. There are thousands or tens of thousands of Mohist disciples in the world. Wouldn't it be easier to build a more glorious and greater city with the strength of us?"

The eyes of the Mohist disciples all lit up, as if there was a fire burning.

Seeing such a scene, Tang Xuanming nodded secretly in his heart and poured another bucket of oil into it. His words were passionate and full of enthusiasm, and he said: "All Mohist disciples are qualified to participate in the construction of such a city. After the construction of the city is completed, everyone

Their names can be placed on the largest stone tablet in the center of the city and passed down forever."

"The Mohists will never be destroyed, and the Pure Land will always exist in the world."

"The Mo family will never be destroyed!"

"The Mohist family will live forever!"

"The Mohist family will live forever!"

All the Mohist disciples stared at Tang Xuanming with fanatical eyes. For people of this era, although there is no such thing as immortality through meritorious deeds, words and virtues, which will be passed down through the ages.

But everyone is pursuing to leave a name for the ages. Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin without hesitation, and Ji Bu promised a thousand pieces of gold...

With the stimulation of leaving a name for eternity, everyone will go crazy, as if entering a climax.

Looking at a group of Mohist disciples with burning eyes, Tang Xuanming smiled calmly and thought to himself: "The MLM method of the future is indeed the best in the world. It can drive people crazy in any era."


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