But then, Wang Liangyu thought of another very interesting question.
In the minds of most fans of martial arts novels, the world of Jin martial arts is a world with historical continuity. From the pre-Qin Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, although the inheritance of martial arts has been lost, it has always been continuous. But why are there no such things as Confucianism, Taoism, and Legalism?
What about the inheritance?
Although Wudang Sect and Shaolin Temple are said to belong to Taoism and Buddhism respectively, in fact they are just covered with a layer of Taoism and Buddhism. They are still martial arts sects in essence, but the martial arts in the sects are integrated with some concepts of Taoism and Buddhism. They are not true
Taoism and Buddhism.
Only one, Zhang Sanfeng, is suspected of becoming an immortal.
After Wang Liangyu thought about it for a while, he thought there were two explanations.
The first explanation is that this world is not the novel world of "Yue Nu Sword", but a mixed fantasy world. In this case, there will be no such problem, because the two are not the same world at all.
As for the other explanation, it is worth talking about.
Qin Shihuang did one thing after he unified the world: he burned books and harassed Confucians.
In ancient times when inheritance relied almost exclusively on books or word of mouth, burning books and humiliating Confucians was tantamount to cutting off the orthodox inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought.
However, martial arts, which focuses on strengthening the body, has been able to survive and survive. It is logical that the fantasy world has fallen into a martial arts world dominated by martial arts. The emergence of martial arts that integrate Confucianism, Taoism and other Taoist schools seems to be explainable. Of course, in the long river of time, martial arts also faces a crisis of inheritance. Countless exquisite martial arts gradually disappear from generation to generation. This is also one of the reasons why gold-type martial arts are not as good as the previous generation.
Although there are occasional transcendent people, they are just a flash in the pan, and it is difficult to change the decline of martial arts.
Speaking of which, it doesn't make sense to think about this now.
Wang Liangyu pulled back his thoughts and began to wonder, should he still travel around the world?
Curiosity is curiosity, but his own life is still very important. Wang Liangyu is not sure whether he can survive in this fantasy world with his martial arts skills. If so, Wang Liangyu still wants to be mentally prepared. It is best to see the various schools of thought with his own eyes.
means.
"How do those Confucian and military people practice?" Wang Liangyu was a little worried about his own safety. He looked at Fan Li and asked with concern.
After a pause and not waiting for Fan Li to answer, Wang Liangyu asked expectantly: "How about you show me your skills?"
Fan Li shook his head in embarrassment: "I am incompetent in writing and military, and I have accomplished nothing. I have nothing to show off."
Wang Liangyu frowned, a little suspicious.
Among the sages and sages who are as bright as the sand in the stars, Fan Li's reputation is not weak at all. He is known as the God of Wealth and the Sage of Business.
But thinking about Fan Li's performance all the time, he doesn't seem to be a person with advanced cultivation, and his swordsmanship is mediocre.
"Searching for the road is difficult. Some people take the first step, while others are hesitant. But it doesn't matter if we find the road. Everyone is searching for the road. What the future will bring is yet to be known."
Fan Li noticed Wang Liangyu's expression and explained, but he couldn't help but think of the "money, people, and tools" mentioned by Wang Liangyu before, and had a vague feeling that this was the foundation of his enlightenment.
After walking for a while, Fan Li quickly recovered his thoughts and answered Wang Liangyu's initial question.
"The method of practice is a secret that is not passed down. It has always been passed down from master to disciple, father to son, and is not accessible to close disciples. It is extremely difficult for outsiders to know."
Wang Liangyu heard the resentment and helplessness revealed in Fan Li's words, and thought to himself: "Fan Li didn't get the true biography!"
Fan Li took a breath and continued, with a bit of schadenfreude: "However, now that Kong Zhongni has appeared, he has recruited many disciples and is famous. In time, Confucianism will become a prominent school in the world!"
The prosperity of Confucianism will inevitably affect other Taoist sects. Expanding the inheritance is an inevitable choice, otherwise we will only watch the decline of Taoist sects. If the inheritance is widespread, people like Fan Li will have the opportunity to practice.
Wang Liangyu saw through Fan Li's little thoughts, but did not reveal it. Instead, he asked: "How strong are these practitioners? How are they better than me?"
Hearing this, Fan Li pondered for a moment and said: "The strong are strong, the weak are weak."
"What do you mean?"
"Except for a few, such as Kong Zhongni, Sun Wu and other great practitioners, most of the practitioners are just new to Taoism, and their strength and cultivation are only ordinary. They are only between you and me." Fan Li twisted his beard and chuckled,
explained.
Hearing this, Wang Liangyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, as long as he does not provoke the boss, his safety can be guaranteed.
"By the way, there is a military strategist like Sun Wu in Wu State, but are there any practitioners in Yue State?" Wang Liangyu, who was relieved, then asked another question, "I seem to have never seen him before!"
Wang Liangyu thought about it. In the past two years, he had traveled to Kuaiji so many times, but he had not seen a single practitioner of various schools of thought. The martial arts practitioners he met sporadically were mostly third-rate people and not worth mentioning.
This is also an important reason why Wang Liangyu has never realized that this is an oriental fantasy world!
When Fan Li heard this, he thought of one person for the first time, but he did not mention it. He just said: "The State of Yue is located in the southeast, the State of Wu is in the north, and the State of Chu is in the west. It is far away from the Central Plains. The princes ridiculed it as a barbarian land, and few practitioners came here.
."
"Not one?"
Wang Liangyu was a little stunned, with a hint of disbelief. Is the Yue Kingdom so hopeless?
At this moment, Wang Liangyu suddenly understood why Gou Jian was so eager to recruit him after seeing him reveal his White Ape sword skills.
The country of Yue is really miserable!
"There is still a barbarian army in the Yue Kingdom. They follow the heretical way and bathe their bodies with secret medicine. Their bodies are as strong as iron and their strength is endless."
Wang Liangyu became interested when he heard this and said curiously: "I haven't met other practitioners yet, can you open my eyes to them?"
"In the last war between Wu and Yue, the remaining five thousand barbarians were killed by Sun Wu!" Fan Li explained bitterly, shaking his head and then lowering his voice and adding, "However, your Majesty has never given up.
So we secretly prepared to build barbarian soldiers, but the time for bathing was still short, and the combat effectiveness of the barbarian soldiers was worrying."
"That's okay, I just want to see other practitioners' methods and gain insights!"
"It's better to have more knowledge, so that you won't encounter it suddenly in the future and be in a hurry."
Fan Li pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement and led Wang Liangyu out of the city.
To rebuild the barbarian army, we must hide it from the state of Wu. Naturally, it cannot be in Kuaiji City, but hidden outside the city.
Outside the city, there is a school grounds hidden in the mountains and forests.
"Is this a barbarian soldier?"
Wang Liangyu was stunned and looked at the barbarians on the school field with disbelief.
The average altitude of the barbarian soldiers is two meters above sea level, and their muscles are as gnarled as tree roots, making them intimidating. Each one of them looks like a giant, which makes Wang Liangyu, who is less than 1.8 meters tall, really look three-dimensional.
Waiting for the feeling of being disabled.
"Twenty years of herbal bathing is considered a true barbarian. Among them, the longest bathing period is only five years." Looking at Wang Liangyu's shocked look, Fan Li introduced with a smile.
Wang Liangyu was speechless. He had become so powerful in five years. If he had been bathing for twenty years, how domineering would he be?!
"Tell me, if I want the recipe for the secret medicine, is it possible?" Wang Liangyu turned to look at Fan Li and asked tentatively.
Fan Li paused for a moment, frowned, and warned sternly: "The secret medicine will harm Tianhe. Although the barbarian soldiers are strong, their life span is less than thirty!"
"It doesn't matter, I just want to study it!"
Wang Liangyu studied pharmacy at university. The Barbarian Secret Medicine does have flaws, but removing the dross and extracting the essence is still of great value and deserves careful study.
"That being the case, I will report it to the King Ming, who will make the decision." The barbarian military affairs involve the history of the country of Yue, and Fan Li cannot make the decision.
Wang Liangyu nodded and said nothing more.
Wang Liangyu believed that Gou Jian would make a wise choice. Although the barbarian soldiers were strong, they could not match the salt production and smelting methods he had given him.
Temporarily putting aside his desire for the medicine, Wang Liangyu took out the Chunjun and looked at the barbarian soldiers eagerly, somewhat impatiently.
"Fan Li, I want to fight with them!"
Fan Li agreed upon hearing this, and it was for this reason that he brought Wang Liangyu here.
Fan Li had seen Wang Liangyu's wonderful swordsmanship, but he didn't know Wang Liangyu's true strength, so he wanted to use barbarians to explore Wang Liangyu's background.
If Wang Liangyu can win, it means that Wang Liangyu will be safe during his travels. However, if Wang Liangyu loses or wins miserably, then Fan Li will persuade Wang Liangyu to give up his thoughts.
Fan Li deliberately selected a barbarian soldier who was the tallest, strongest, oldest, and the one who had taken the longest medicinal bath among all the barbarian soldiers.
Wang Liangyu didn't know what Fan Li was thinking. In the blink of an eye, the barbarian soldiers appeared. With a greeting, he rushed forward waving his pure Jun. His body was like an ape, agile and agile. The pure Jun shone with the luster of autumn water. In an instant, he saw the barbarian soldiers shrouded in the light of the sword.<
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Wang Liangyu has been practicing swordsmanship with the White Ape for more than two years. During this period, he sparred with the White Ape every day and hunted wild beasts in the mountains. He has rich combat experience and a sharp eye. He can see the weaknesses of the barbarian soldiers at a glance. Their speed and reaction are slow.<
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Almost all tall and strong men have this problem.
Huh? What a thick skin!
Wang Liangyu cried out in surprise, and unexpectedly discovered that the skin of the barbarian soldiers was even tougher and thicker than cowhide. The sharp sword blade only left shallow sword marks, without damaging the tissue and not even blood.
Outflow.
The barbarian soldiers roared angrily, raised their stone hammers high, and strode forward against the airtight sword net, like a giant bear, charging toward Wang Liangyu.
Wang Liangyu turned slightly to the side and easily avoided the collision of the barbarian soldiers. He stabbed the barbarian soldier's exposed armpit with his backhand sword.
Generally speaking, any physical training method has a life gate.
The so-called Mingmen are actually parts of the body that cannot be cultivated by physical exercises, such as eyes and armpits.
However, to Wang Liangyu's expectation, the barbarian soldiers' armpits were as tough and thick as ever!
"Okay, I thought about it. If you take a medicinal bath to train your body, you should be able to train your whole body."
Wang Liangyu murmured softly, bent his knees slightly, jumped up, turned back and jumped in front of the barbarian soldiers, the pure silver light shone directly at the barbarian soldiers' eyes.
The barbarian soldier shouted loudly, retracted the stone hammer and blocked it in front of him.
Ding dong!
With a crisp sound, the tip of the pure Jun sword pierced the stone hammer, breaking several pieces of gravel.
One blow failed, but Wang Liangyu was not discouraged. He scolded him lightly and struck again, with a flash of sword light.
After testing out the fate of the barbarian soldiers, Wang Liangyu will naturally not stop.
"Liangyu, stop!"
But at this moment, Fan Li suddenly shouted to stop.
Wang Liangyu was slightly startled. The tip of his sword was in front of the barbarian soldiers, but the distance was only an inch.
Fan Li stepped forward, looked at Wang Liangyu and praised him repeatedly: "Liangyu has good skills and good eyesight!" Turning around, he waved away the frightened barbarian soldiers and explained, "The barbarian soldiers are hard-won, but they can't die at Liang Yu's hands in vain.
Up."
Wang Liangyu was not happy and looked unhappy.
"Is this the level of barbarian soldiers?"
Hearing this, Fan Li couldn't laugh or cry: "Liang Yu, that's because you are too powerful, and you can see the weakness of the barbarian soldiers so quickly, and the barbarian soldiers can't use their brute force." After a pause, he added, "If it were an ordinary practitioner,
The first time you encounter barbarian soldiers, you will definitely suffer a big loss."
Wang Liangyu curled his lips, not wanting to worry about the strength of the barbarian soldiers anymore, and instead asked: "Are there any other practitioners? I can't even count as a warm-up!"
"I do know someone, but I don't know if he is willing to discuss with you." Fan Li hesitated for a long time before speaking.