Chapter 955 The second son of the Yang family has grown up!
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Phew~
The New Year has passed, but the wind on the northwest road is still extremely cold, and except for the armored vehicles that drive around day and night, there are almost no people around.
But inside the city, it was very lively.
In the ten years since Yang Yu established his capital in the northwest, this former border city has become a central place inside and outside Lantong Pass, and its prosperity has approached that of the former capital of the Ming Dynasty.
Similarly, because the center is here and crowds of people are coming, this originally majestic city has been expanded several times, and the original city has now become an inner city.
"Alas, no grass grows under the big trees. In the past ten years, Longyuan Road and Ding'an Road have withered badly. There are many wealthy families who have moved their families. If it were not for the household registration restrictions, I am afraid that if the northwest city were ten years older,
Times, it’s already overcrowded!”
"How can this be a matter of ten years? Counting before Taizu founded the country, the Northwest Road has been without war for more than thirty years. Isn't that why it should be prosperous?"
"Put peace in the troubled times, kill the powerful, build armored chariots, open up mountains and rivers, rule the world, wipe out the two great dynasties outside the pass, and the true god Taizu comes to the world!"
"Taizu, he has suffered so much. He fought on the battlefield for thirty years and saw the world was peaceful, but..."
"I heard that before the founding of our country, Taizu conquered all the four corners of the country, looked down on all the heroes in the world, defeated all the heroes, and suffered an incurable injury in the process of ruling the world. He did not appear in public for several years..."
"Ahem! I heard that one night last winter, there was a great change in the city. The divine light was like the sun blooming. Could it be that Taizu, the old man, was harmed by someone..."
"Silence! Although we have no precedent of being punished for our words, we still need to have some respect! Today, His Majesty is adhering to Taizu's decree, but he has also done a good job..."
"I heard that His Majesty is calling on the world's warriors and masters of supernatural powers to compile two volumes of the 'Musashi' and 'Tao Jing'. This is something that will benefit the world..."
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On the sixth floor of Liuhe Building, many diners were talking about different accents. Although there is talk of a unified accent in the new dynasty, it does not take more than a year or two.
By the window, Yu Jing stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the whole city, pretending not to hear anything.
In the inner and outer cities in the northwest, all industries are prosperous. Although the cold wind is howling, people are flowing in and out of the long street, and it is already a scene of prosperous times.
But as soon as he glanced at it, he landed on the former Northwest Palace, now the west side of the imperial city, which is the monastery.
It covers an area of hundreds of acres, with open terrain and majestic momentum. At the gate, there are a pair of red-painted stone unicorns that are three people tall, and hundreds of armored and elite soldiers patrolling back and forth.
At a glance, there are many people filing in, all of them are people with full energy and strong blood. At least, they are also people who have accomplished blood transfusion, or they are practitioners with magical powers.
The monastery was established in the third year of the Yuan Dynasty. Taizu Yang Yu called on the great sects in the world, made many promises, and invited countless masters to compile the Musashi and Taoist scriptures.
After the Emperor Yang Jian succeeded to the throne, he once again opened the practice hall, and five or six out of ten practitioners from all over the world came.
Big Toad Temple, Zhujian Villa, Lanke Temple...even the Lord of Qiankun Cave was invited here.
"The monastery is really lively. Yesterday, Sword Master Mu Qingliu and Master Xuankong Mountain Lu Qingting also came. It was an unprecedented event!"
Qi Wensheng didn't know when he came to his uncle's side. He looked around and seemed to feel something:
"A chivalrous person uses martial arts to violate the law, and an immortal uses magical powers to disrupt the law. Your Majesty's cultivation of the Musashi and Tao Sutras, if they really spread throughout the world, may not be a good thing..."
Naturally, not everyone agreed with the opening of the monastery. Qi Wensheng and other Confucian scholars did not fully agree, and even made repeated objections.
"The general trend is like this. Your Majesty just follows the trend. In fact, this is also the decree of that person. What he wants is not to ban martial arts and divine channels, but to bring everything under the rule of law. Dao, magic, and martial arts are all for human use.
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Yu Jing spoke:
"If that day really happens, it will be an unprecedented event!"
"The law is used by people and benefits the world. This is of course good, but there must be a general trend that can determine the world and overwhelm everything..."
Qi Wensheng sighed and his voice became much lower:
"How can you compare with my junior uncle today?"
In fact, what he opposed was not the practice of Musashi and Taoism, but...
"Then you underestimate the present..."
Yu Jing shook his head, meaning:
"Do you think that the Martial Saints and Masters of the Ten Capitals in this world are really here willingly? If not willingly, why are they here?"
"Um?"
Qi Wensheng was startled: "It's not because..."
"He has left, but these Martial Saints and the Ten Capital Masters are still coming..."
Yu Jing looked at him deeply and turned around.
Qi Wensheng seemed to realize something. When he looked back, he saw a handsome young man who was as handsome as a celestial being. He came uninvited and sat on one side of the two of them, enjoying a delicious meal.
"Your Majesty..."
Qi Wensheng's expression tightened:
"Old minister made a mistake..."
"How could Mr. Qi have made a mistake? You said that my brother is better than me, but I am only happy. This is the first time in these years that someone compares me with my brother. Doesn't this mean that my merits are growing rapidly?"
Yang Jian smiled and waved his hand indifferently:
"However, what Mr. Qi said is not complete."
"ah?"
Qi Wensheng was a little confused.
"It is true that I am not as good as my brother. But..."
Yang Jian wiped his greasy palms:
"How can other people compare with me?"
"Well……"
Qi Wensheng was at a loss for words, and Yu Jing was also speechless. He wanted to refute, but couldn't.
Because, others don’t know it, but he knows that his Majesty has fought against all the heroes in the world in the past few years...
"Okay. I'm full, you two continue."
Yang Jian stood up, not caring about the two seeing each other off, and disappeared into the restaurant without any movement.
The next moment, he appeared outside a certain room in the monastery.
"The way you use this technique is really superb."
In the small room, Wang Muzhi raised his head from his desk and glanced at His Majesty, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
In his life, he had never seen anyone with such great talent.
This former Emperor had even more amazing talents than his brother. He was only over twenty years old and was already at the pinnacle of martial arts.
Moreover, he has practiced more than ten Taoist arts and achieved great success.
Compared with his brother, he is only inferior in level of supernatural power...
"If you can't make any progress, just learn something casually. Unfortunately, it's not very interesting..."
Yang Jian walked in, flipping through the progress of "Musashi" and "Tao Jing", and casually chatting with Wang Muzhi.
It had only been a little over a month since Yang Yu left, but there was already something turbulent in the darkness, so naturally they couldn't hide this from the two of them.
"There is some commotion in the South Fourth Road and the two countries outside the pass. I am not as intimidating as my brother, but it is okay. If we come alone, we will cook individually. If we come together, we will clean up together!"
Wang Muzhi was still a little solemn, but Yang Jian didn't care much. As soon as the conversation changed, he changed back:
"It is said that someone got good fortune from Fangcun Mountain? The big boss was crying and fighting for a long time?"
"With the resurgence of the spiritual tide, I'm afraid there will be more of this kind of thing in the future."
Wang Muzhi sighed:
"This is the general trend of heaven and earth, and no one but us can resist or reverse it!"
"Why bother to block it? If my brother is not around, who else in this world can be my opponent?"
Yang Jian pulled out a chair and sat down.
"The sky is changing. If one day Jiu Yao Lord appears in the world, how can you resist it? After all, you have no rank map..."
This is Wang Muzhi's biggest worry.
Without rank, without entering the path of immortals and Buddhas, even if this talent is unparalleled, he will eventually be crushed by the general trend...
"You should really choose a rank picture..."
Wang Muzhi didn't know how many times he mentioned this topic.
And Yang Jian's answer was the same as before:
"Wait for my brother."
"You..."
Wang Muzhi shook his head, not knowing whether to be happy or sigh.
This new emperor is aligned with his elder brother in every aspect. Even though he has many Taoist fruits that can recognize his master, he does not waver at all.
Speaking of which, this person's great luck also made him speechless.
He went out to the city to invite the world's masters to fight, and it only took a few months. He got seven or eight Taoist fruits, two magic weapons, and countless magic weapon fragments...
"According to legend, if Jiu Yao is achieved, all ten will be empty. But this is a legend. If after your brother achieves Jiu Yao, there is no vacancy for the ultimate leader, what will you do?"
"Then, just wait for my brother Baji."
Yang Jian didn't waver at all. He wanted to say something else when he saw Wang Muzhi. He put down the document and disappeared into the room in a flash.
There are many masters of magical powers in the monastery, but in comparison, there are naturally more martial arts masters. In the past few decades when the world has been in chaos, martial arts masters have emerged one after another, as if the last lingering charm of martial arts is blooming.
After leaving Wang Muzhi, Yang Jian came to the area where the Buddhist Gate was located.
In order to supervise these Buddhist sects, he put all the masters from Dayan Temple, Wuliang Sect, Lanke Temple and Tianlun Temple in Dali outside the pass together.
As expected, these monks started fighting.
"In just over a month, thirteen superior martial arts were actually created? These monks really have some skills! In the past seven or eight years, there was only one superior martial arts!"
After reading through the newly created martial arts created by the great monks, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel very satisfied. These martial arts were all created according to his needs.
"The Great Sun Wheel Seal, the Immovable King Seal, the Great Vajra Wheel Seal, the Outer Lion Seal, the Inner Lion Seal, the Outer Bound Seal, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Hand Seal, the Dragon King's Hand Seal, the Earth Touching Demon Seal..."
"Tsk, tsk, these monks still know how to name. Each of these names is bigger and more fierce than the last!"
A wisp of green smoke emerged from Yang Jian's cuffs. The mantra expert circled around the room and couldn't help but marvel. Then he looked at the handsome and heroic Crown Prince who was unlike any mortal:
"I remember you said last time that you would follow your brother's path. Now you are going to sort out hundreds of years of experience and make achievements?"
"The four phenomena of God's will are of course the foundation! I want to follow my brother's path, but I don't want to follow every step...
The most important thing is that I suddenly had some insights.”
Yang Jian flipped through a series of Buddhist martial arts, his thoughts a little wandering:
"A few days ago, I had a dream. In the dream, I dreamed that I lived in the nine heavens, ruling the world, and with one word, the gods fell..."
"...You and your brother are still different. He has never dreamed of such outrageous things..."
The man of truth was a little speechless.
Just think of it as a fantasy in a young man's dream.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian was very serious:
"Sir, I'm not lying. I really dreamed about it, and I really have some insights... These days, I want to collect martial arts from all over the world, mainly Buddhist and Taoist schools and some side sects' mudra kung fu..."
"Are you serious? Casting hundreds of scriptures is not something you can do lightly, especially since you are already at the pinnacle of martial arts practice. Once something goes wrong, you will be seriously injured at least, or..."
At this time, the old man of truth became a little worried:
"Your brother entrusted you to Lao Dao. If something happens to you, Lao Dao will not be able to explain to your brother..."
"This is just a thought. I don't even know when the Hundred Scriptures will be melted..."
Yang Jian flipped through the book very quickly, and even gestured while talking. After a few words of conversation between the two, more than a dozen excellent martial arts were already learned.
Seeing this at such a speed makes all the Zhenyan Taoists a little frightened.
When Yang Yu was suppressing him, he hadn't noticed much about Yang Jian's specialness, but as soon as the former was gone, the latter showed an earth-shattering talent.
All kinds of entrances made him feel very frightened!
He can practice an excellent martial arts to great success in just seven days. Even if it is a magical skill like Tiangang Fist, he can reach great success very quickly!
"Besides, I also want to find an opportunity to ask my brother..."
"Your brother?!"
Hearing this sentence, the mantra Taoist suddenly woke up: "Can you still contact your brother?!"
"Occasionally, occasionally..."
Yang Jian put together the secret book and apologized a little:
"Don't blame me, I'm not trying to hide it from you, but my brother is not allowed to reveal it... Let's talk about other things..."
The realm of Nine-Nine Mysterious Skills was his biggest secret. When Yang Jian was young, he thought everyone had it. Later, when he found out that only he had it, he understood why his eldest brother told him to hide it.
Zhenyan Taoist didn't care much, he was more concerned about what kind of martial arts this kid wanted to create.
However, Yang Jian sat for most of the day, saw that it was getting dark, and could only hold back a name, so he had to give up temporarily.
"It's getting dark, we have to go back."
Yang Jian put down his pen and stood up.
Even though he is already the pinnacle of martial arts and the lord of a country, he still goes home on time for dinner every day.
"call!"
Seeing that he was so cautious, Master Zhenyan breathed a sigh of relief, but after glancing at the table, he couldn't help but shake his head:
"You can read Buddhist scriptures, Dao Zang, etc., but don't be too deeply affected. Martial arts are not only powerful because of their loud names, but the name you gave them is really..."
Yang Jian smiled and nodded, stood up and left.
As the door opened and closed, a breeze blew around the desk and scattered the papers, but one of them was motionless.
The five words on it are glowing, like a thousand-pound weight:
The wheel of life and death!
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The imperial city is not small, but most of the places are where various ministries work.
Only the small courtyard in the northwest corner is the family's residence.
Yang Yu had only been away for a month or two, so the courtyard had not changed much. However, as spring was approaching, the old man turned over the soil on the small vegetable plot in the courtyard.
When Yang Jian came back to the yard, the old man was pounding the soil. In the small yard, the mother-in-law was holding a kettle and pacing in the corner.
"Huh? This tree is blooming?"
Yang Jian was a little surprised. He thought the peach tree was dead. It had not bloomed or produced any fruit for twenty years.
"you……"
Grandma Yang was about to say something when she saw her old man jumping three feet high in the vegetable field and flying into the house, stirring up pieces of dust:
"News from Xiaojiao!"
Hmm... there should be a second chapter, but there will be something going on later, so I may update it later, so don't wait...