Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 120 The Five Realms of Enlightenment Arrived Together, The Art of War and Supernatural Powers, Sprinkling Beans into Soldiers!

Jiang Taiyuan's voice was very loud, and half of the eyes of everyone on the field were attracted.

Those eyes that moved over all fell on the man named Tian Wenjing.

In just an instant, Tian Wenjing's slightly dark skin turned into the color of pig liver.

Those present were either nobles from various countries, or famous students from hundreds of schools.

They are all gentlemen.

Tian Wenjing was greeted by his mother in front of everyone, no matter how nice he was, he couldn't bear it!
What's more, he himself has a bad mouth and a narrow mind.

Seeing that it was Jiang Taiyuan, he was so angry that he cursed on the spot: "Jiang Taiyuan! No one in your Jiang family dares to talk to me. How dare you..."

Jiang Taiyuan sneered: "Cut! I'm already a monk. I'm using my family background to suppress me. Is there something wrong with your brain? I'm the Yuefu order now, and I'm on the same level as the princes and kings. Your wild father Tian Weihou has to see me. Respectfully call out to the magistrate."

"you……"

Looking at the official robe on his body, Tian Wenjing really didn't know what to say for a while.

In the administration of various countries, no one will pay attention to the officials of Zhou Wangting.

However, the royal family of Zhou holds Zhou rituals in their hands, and no one can disobey them on the surface.

Jiang Taiyuan's official robe really made him wonder where to start.

Tian Wenjing pointed at Jiang Taiyuan, his lips trembling with anger: "A person like you who is full of foul language is an official in the royal family of Zhou, it really embarrasses Qi State!"

"Quickly pull it!"

Jiang Taiyuan sneered: "You don't even know how to put it backwards, but you still touch us Qi people? If Tian Weihou didn't get drunk and killed your mother carelessly, would you be able to live in Qi now?"

Tian Wenjing: "..."

Jiang Taiyuan turned his head with a smile: "Brother Ying, I won the scolding, let's withdraw!"

After speaking, he left with his hands behind his back humming a little tune.

The corners of Ying Wuji's mouth twitched, and he asked in a low voice, "Brother Jiang, did you have a problem with him?"

"Not at all, I don't bother with Jiang Jiatian's mess."

Jiang Taiyuan smiled: "It was in the years when I left Jixia Academy, this Tian Wenjing just returned to Qi State, a big kid, he looked down on this and that because of his own status. We were together at the time, and we would shout when we saw him. : Tian Wenjing, I'm Gan Linniang. I'm used to it, and I blurted out when I saw him."

"Brilliant!"

Ying Wuji was amazed. To be honest, he couldn't understand Jiang Taiyuan.

After all, this person's identity buff stacked a bit too much.

A member of the clan of the Qi State, a disciple of Yang Zhu's lineage, he is the order of the Yuefu of the court of the King of Zhou.

There is still some connection between the first identity and the third identity.

The second identity is a bit contrary to truth.

But even if the third identity is singled out, it still doesn't match his image and temperament.

Not to mention the official uniform, a Yuefu order's ability to appreciate music can only be summed up in simple and crude words "good to hear" and "not good to hear", and it is still open to the public. This is so special and outstanding Just a weird one.

"Brother Ying, I have to host the reception later, you just sit in the reception seats, and I won't care about you!"

"You are busy with your work, we can just find a place to watch the ceremony."

"Also!"

Jiang Taiyuan didn't mean to show off his status on purpose, he chatted with Ying Wuji for a few more words, and went straight to his own affairs.

Ying Wuji glanced at the scene, and there was only one hour left before the wives of the four major families arrived.

"Brother Ying!"

Zhao Ning suddenly said, "Do you think this Jiang Taiyuan is weird?"

Ying Wuji smiled and said: "Brother Jiang has an open-minded personality, and he is also a disciple of Yang Zhu's school. He pays attention to obedience and integrity. He acts a little weirdly, but there is no problem."

Zhao Ning shook his head and said: "If it's just like this, it's nothing! But he is in the court of Zhou, so he should be a member of the court of Zhou, but this time the nightmare of the emperor of Zhou, he said everywhere, this is obviously not in the interests of the royal family of Zhou, but The royal family of Zhou ignored him."

"That's definitely a problem."

Ying Wuji curled his lips. To be honest, when Jiang Taiyuan found him at the beginning, he thought that Yang Zhu's lineage thought he was the proud son of heaven, so he specially sent someone to visit him. After all, his identity as a time traveler...

But take a look today.

What the hell, Jiang Taiyuan ran the train in front of "Zhao Ling".

It would be too far-fetched to explain only by the reason that "Zhao Ling" is my friend.

Ying Wuji tentatively asked: "So the Zhou royal family also had internal struggles? Or, he was simply ordered by Emperor Zhou to muddy the water?"

"should be!"

Zhao Ning nodded: "After the Wenhui, His Royal Highness felt that this person's behavior was different from the usual Yuefu Ling, so he sent someone to investigate him. It was found that although this person was only a child of the clan, his biological father was very It might be King Qi Ling."

"King Qi Ling?"

Ying Wuji's heart skipped a beat: "The one killed by Tian Weihou?"

The current Jiang surname is completely a puppet regime. In order to protect themselves, almost all the members of the clan moved away from the capital.

The remaining small part is used to decorate the facade with the royal family, and each one is a puppet.

King Qi Ling is the head of the puppet, but this person is quite charismatic, and has a good relationship with the masters of Jixia Academy, and many students also respectfully call him Mr.

Later, Tian Weihou felt that he wanted to use the power of Jixia Academy to help the royal family surnamed Jiang regain power.

So he killed King Ling of Qi, and at the same time ordered the students of Jixia Academy not to go to Qi State after completing their studies, but to seek official positions in Qi.

This is also the real reason for the decline of Jixia Academy.

Jiang Taiyuan was indeed very open-minded, and made it clear that he had become a monk and had nothing to do with the Jiang family.

But if the identity of Qi Linggong's son is installed, things seem to become a little intriguing.

"Ok!"

Zhao Ning nodded: "This person disappeared for many years after he left Jixia Academy. His identity as the first disciple of Yang Zhu's lineage should not be false. Afterwards, he traveled around in various vassal states, but they were all insignificant civil servants. , and finally became the Yuefu order. No one knows what he has been doing all these years.

It is true that Yang Zhu's lineage can be included in Taoist orthodoxy, but compared with Lao Tzu's lineage, their behavior is much weirder.

It is not just talk for me to teach that it was born out of the Yang-Zhu lineage.

In the future, if you have some contact with him, don't take it lightly. "

"rest assured!"

Ying Wuji smiled: "I have to be careful when I'm with you now, lest you steal my manuscript someday."

Zhao Ning: "..."

She choked, then laughed dumbfounded.

In all fairness, she and Ying Wuji were both thoughtful people, but they didn't hide anything when they were together.

She wanted to use Ying Wuji to get involved in Qianguo before, so she put it on the bright side.

Ying Wuji wanted to take control of the jade soap business, so he asked them to wait for the envoys of the Qian Kingdom to arrive, and even asked his father to swear a poisonous oath when they met for the first time.

The two people's relationship is frank, but it doesn't mean that Ying Wuji is stupid and sweet. How could he fall in love with Jiang Taiyuan who has only met two or three times?

While talking, the two figures approached.

Ying Wuji turned around and saw that there was another old acquaintance.

Xiang Ding!

When Shangmo Bookstore opened last time, the two of them met, and Xiang Ding paid 1000 taels of silver in order to be his predestined relationship.

Just before leaving, he taunted himself, if not for the sake of 1000 taels of silver, he would have scolded others long ago.

"Young Master Wuji... No! It's the son-in-law, long time no see!"

What Xiang Ding said seemed that the two were very familiar with each other, but his body like a black iron tower leaned back slightly, appearing a bit arrogant and cold.

He looked at the woman next to him, and introduced, "Master, he is Ying Wuji."

Mi Xingli smiled faintly: "Brother Ying! I have admired your name for a long time, and I, Mi Xingli, in the name of the King of Great Chu, will participate in this grand meeting of hundreds of families."

"It turned out to be the daughter of Chu State, who has been admiring her for a long time!"

Ying Wuji nodded slightly. He had indeed heard of Mi Xingli's name. The most beloved daughter of the King of Chu was also a leader of the younger generation of Chu's legal family. It is said that the teacher was left behind by Wu Qi.Because of Wu Qi, the nobles of Chu State were quite hostile to Mi Xingli, but there was nothing Chu State could do to protect them.

The king of Chu should have made great efforts to govern in this way.

After all, there are precedents for Qianguo, who doesn't want to reform and become stronger?
Mi Xingli dared to learn the art of legalism from Wu Qi's disciples and grandchildren under such circumstances, and she was considered a strong woman.

He took a look at Mi Xingli, and she did have the look of a female president, very pretty and cold, wearing a large robe, she actually had the feeling of an office lady.

Best of all... BIG!
For a while, Ying Wuji didn't even know whether her name was Mi Xingli or Chongtian Xingli.

Mi Xingli smiled slightly and said, "Yesterday Brother Ying made countless so-called heroes come home without a single calculation problem. I really admire it. I spent the whole night yesterday, but I still can't figure out the mystery. I wonder if Brother Ying can enlighten us." These fools."

Ying Wuji: "..."

Your big Kazilan eyes are piercing, but you don't have the slightest thirst for knowledge.

These are the eyes that I can't figure out after tossing and turning all night.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Young lady was joking, I just said that because I didn't want to deal with those people. My young lady is interested in that math problem, why should I not talk about it? But this topic can't be listened to by those mediocre people, otherwise They all came to harass me, let's take a step to talk!"

After speaking, they made a gesture of please, and the few people found a secluded place.

Ying Wuji asked: "Tell me! The young lady is here, but do you have something to advise?"

Mi Xingli looked at him, couldn't help a little more admiration, and nodded with a smile: "I don't dare to be an instructor! There is just one thing, I want to confirm with Brother Ying."

"Oh?"

"Yesterday, a mysterious person broke into the embassy of Chu State, but he did not steal or rob. Instead, he told us a story."

As she spoke, she took out a note from her bosom and handed it to Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji opened it, and saw that the message and handwriting on it seemed familiar: Zhou Tianzi had a nightmare, dreaming that he was assassinated by a man with a sword... Anyway, be careful.

If Jiang Taiyuan didn't write this, I'd be shitting on my head!

Mi Xingli's face was a little heavy: "Brother Ying, what do you think?"

This news really made her feel pressured.

Usually, in grand gatherings of hundreds of schools, which school will be given the lecture by which master is an internal discussion between the schools. Even if the masters have different ideas, once the speaker is decided, it will not be easily changed.

But this time, the main speaker of the military school changed at will, almost without any sign, and it was Nangong Ling who usually ignored the grand meeting of hundreds of schools.

This is a little strange.

Moreover, the content of the speech has also changed from the previous sand table drill to the rogue tomb table, which also contains the inheritance of the soldier saint.

Not only that, but Nangong Mausoleum added three rewards to the original military luck award.

Who can stand this?

Mi Xingli originally didn't intend to participate in the battle of military fortune, but with such a generous reward in front of her, no one would be able to refuse it.

Especially "genius"!
The triple eleventh floor is the peak that a cultivator can achieve by relying on resources, talent, and hard work.

But only by breaking through the twelfth floor can one reach a new level, barely able to be called "Tianjiao", but the so-called "Tianjiao" is not the end at all.

If Tianjiao can't grow up, he will gradually disappear.Tianjiao who has no enterprising spirit is doomed not to grow up.

When she reached the eleventh floor of the triple layer, she didn't choose to break through the fetal transformation, but continued to attack the twelfth floor, which meant that she had the determination to become a strong person, how could she give up this opportunity?

It can be said that anyone who has reached the third level and eleventh floor but does not choose to break through the fetal transformation state has no reason not to enter the chaos.

But now...

Suddenly someone of Zhuanxu's blood said it was a disaster, but she was a little uncertain.

The tomb of the thief is the family heirloom of the Nangong family, and Nangong Ling is also a strong person in the state of enlightenment. If he has a wrong mind, then...

although
She stared closely at Ying Wuji's expression.

Seeing Ying Wuji was terrified, his face turned pale: "There is such a thing!"

Mi Xingli looked serious: "Brother Ying doesn't know?"

"I know this!"

Ying Wuji clenched his hands together, his knuckles turned white, and he walked back and forth uneasily: "It seems that this messy tomb is completely a conspiracy! Do you dare to go in? My son, this Who gave you the note, why did you only give it to you?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

Surprised!

My brother Ying is so good at acting?
Seeing his appearance, Mi Xingli couldn't help feeling a little panicked: "Brother Ying really didn't receive this news?"

"no!"

Ying Wuji's eyes were very sincere, and he immediately looked at Zhao Ning: "Brother Zhao, you are also a rare talent in the Zhao family, have you received the news?"

Zhao Ning is as good as others: "No..."

After thinking for a while, Ying Wuji said, "Young lady, could it be that Zhou Tianzi has probably locked down a few people, and it just so happens that the young lady is one of them. The people behind the scenes deliberately reminded the young lady?"

"Brother Ying was joking!"

Mi Xingli forced a smile: "The ambition in my next life is just to be a civil servant who assists the king. I don't have such a high vision for my own cultivation, and I don't intend to compete for the luck of the military. What's more, my swordsmanship is a mess. How can I make such a move?" Assassination of Emperor Zhou?"

Ying Wuji asked curiously, "Really?"

"Naturally!"

Mi Xingli nodded, really couldn't be more true.

Ying Wuji looked solemn, and turned his gaze to Xiang Ding again: "Brother Xiang is also a descendant of Zhuanxu, and you also received... Ah yes! Brother Xiang is with the young master. If the young master knows it, brother Xiang will naturally know. The young master , I don’t know if I should say something or not!”

Mi Xingli made a gesture of invitation: "But it's okay to say!"

Ying Wuji looked worried, and sighed faintly: "I don't know if you participated in the Japanese literary meeting a few days ago! That Han family has a Han Juan, who is very good at qi-watching, and can even tell the fortune of the country." , Presumably it depends on the fate of the person.

If Han Juan can do this, who can guarantee that other people can't do it? The royal family of Zhou and the kind-hearted people who reminded the young lady probably have similar means.

The son and brother Xiang are both dragons and phoenixes, and they are likely to be targeted, so you must be cautious and cautious before messing with the thief's grave! "

Mi Xingli's expression became more and more solemn: "Then thank you Brother Ying for reminding me! I will go to Li country without any foundation, and I still need your help and brother Zhao for many things!"

"no problem!"

Ying Wuji nodded: "I have a close relationship with the young lady, and we will be friends from now on. Although I used to be a proton, now I have the support of my father-in-law. Come to me whenever you encounter problems!"

"Thank you!"

Mi Xingli cupped her hands: "We still have some things to do, so let's say goodbye first!"

"Ok!"

Ying Wuji nodded: "You must be careful! When Nangong Ling comes, try not to look at him, even those who are strong in the realm of enlightenment have something."

The few people separated after a short contact.

Wait for Mi Xiang and the two to walk away.

Zhao Ning couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Ying, you are really bad!"

Ying Wuji looked innocent: "I reminded people to pay attention to safety, why did it break?"

Zhao Ning shook his head and said with a smile: "If Jiang Taiyuan was really sent by Emperor Zhou to stir up trouble, then the reaction of each family is also a point of measurement. Emperor Zhou has a lot of secret hands in the vassal states, and he has done something wrong, so he is naturally afraid of ghosts." knock on the door.

But he didn't know which ghost was the last one to enter the door, so he relied on this to test the attitudes of each family, and if he had a clear heart, he would naturally enter the tomb market calmly.

You made Mi Xingli feel that she is the only one being targeted, and that she may behave abnormally, or even not enter the gangster's business at all.It's not bad to let her attract Nangong Ling's attention, what is this? "

"Nonsense! How could I have such vicious thoughts?"

Ying Wuji waved his hands again and again, as if he was wronged for why you wronged me.

Zhao Ning smiled and stopped talking.

Because messing around with thieves is indeed a headache.

Let's enter the tomb plate, although Nangong Ling did not dare to kill all the geniuses by force, but the tomb plate is his family's magic weapon, and his actions are very normal.

If you don't enter the tomb, you won't be in danger directly, but you will definitely become the key object of care of Nangong Ling. When a strong person who realizes the gods decides to take action against a junior, I am afraid that no one will feel better.

Even if one of them is a prince and the other is a son-in-law, they cannot be taken lightly.

It seemed like a good choice to let two Chu people attract firepower.

……

the other side.

Xiang Ding crossed his arms and snorted softly: "Young lady! I think the person behind the scenes is just alarmist. Although Nangong Ling acts mysteriously and outsiders don't know his temperament, but after all, he is also a master of enlightenment. How could he pull The lower face, shot at the junior?

I see, most of them are people behind the scenes, wanting to win the fortune of the four military strategists, deliberately wanting to scare people away! "

Mi Xingli asked back: "Then explain why the master of the military strategist suddenly changed, and Nangongling got another three military fortunes, and why?"

Xiang Ding hesitated: "This..."

Mi Xingli sighed softly: "Ying Wuji is right. Han Juan's fate map a few days ago has heralded a world of great struggle. It is impossible for him to be the only one in this world who can see clearly. Maybe we really You have been targeted, and you must be careful and careful in everything."

Xiang Ding's expression also became serious: "Then, shall we still enter this chaotic thief's tomb?"

Mi Xingli struggled a little, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Go in! You must go in! Emperor Zhou doesn't know who will assassinate him in the future, and the person who notified us this time may not be hostile to Emperor Zhou. Relationship, if we don't enter, we will be more likely to be in a dangerous situation. What's more, I also want the luck of the four soldiers!"

"Don't worry, girl!"

Xiang Ding patted himself on the chest: "As long as I am still here, I will definitely protect the safety of my daughter and son."

Mi Xingli smiled slightly and said: "I am only thinking about reform, so the domestic nobles are very hostile to me. When I come to Li, I don't even want to send experts to protect me. I only have a magic weapon for protection given by my father. Come with me , do you regret it?"

Xiang Ding laughed grimly: "I, Xiang Ding, never know what regrets are! My father said, Qiangguozhuyu comes first, but anyone with a vision knows that reform is the way to strengthen the country. Some benefits, all the girls chirping.

There was also Ying Wuji, who knew that Nangong Ling had bad intentions, and was so frightened that he lost his soul on the spot!

Compared with them, the female son is the real man!

You and I fight like men, even if we die, we won't regret it! "

Mi Xingli: "..."

I thank you!
Xiang Ding thought she was still worried, so he comforted her and said, "Don't worry, young lady! After we got out of the robber's tomb, we immediately set off to return to the state of Chu. Even if the Nangong Mausoleum really wants to harm us, we can't give him a chance to take advantage of it." Opportunity!"

"No!"

Mi Xingli smiled and shook her head: "I will stay in Li Country for a while."

"what?"

Xiang Ding was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Mi Xingli glanced in the direction of the palace: "Actually, I didn't intend to stay, but it seems that King Li is really thinking about the reform. You also know that my state of Chu is tired because the reform has been halfway. Mourning King and Wu Lingyin passed away successively.

He had only improved his national power for a few years, but he was torn down by those nobles. In recent years, his father has been seeking a way to break through.

With Li's national conditions, it is definitely the most difficult country in the world to reform. King Li is not a mediocre person, and if he dares to do something, it shows that he has some confidence.

I stay here to see how they reformed. Regardless of the final success or failure, it is an experience that we can learn from in the future.

If it can increase the odds of winning for Chu's reform, what's the point of suffering some danger? "

Xiang Ding was a little worried: "But this is a foreign country after all, and there is Nangong Mausoleum..."

Mi Xingli smiled and waved her hands: "It's okay! Ying Zhao is a descendant of Zhuanxu, and King Li is also a strong man who has realized the realm of gods. He will definitely not let Nangong Ling do anything wrong!"

Xiang Ding rubbed his head: "King Li has reasons to protect Ying Wuji and the young people of the Zhao family, but he has no reason to protect the son-in-law. Besides, Chu Li has fought for hundreds of years..."

Mi Xingli seemed relatively indifferent: "It is true that Chu and Li have been fighting for hegemony for hundreds of years, but Li is different from the past. Zhao Tu and Chu are not bordering each other. If the king of Li wants to reform, he will definitely intensify the conflict with Wei and Han. It's not that I can't be his helper, he will take good care of me, don't worry!"

"Young lady... you are really thoughtful!"

Xiang Ding sighed lightly, and stopped persuading him.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and there were exclamations from the viewing platform.

"What a big wind!"

Before the words fell, a powerful coercion rose in the city, making everyone feel great pressure.

This coercion was not directed at them, but it still gave them an urge to worship.

The wind blows, flying sand and rocks.

Countless large and small stones were rolled into the sky, but only a light breeze could be felt on the viewing platform.

Everyone looked up and saw that the flying stones in the sky had already paved a broad road, spreading from the reception platform to the direction of Qi Qi Palace.

"This is……"

Such a shocking scene left many people stunned.

Only the people of Li Guo were a little calmer, but there was unconcealable excitement in their eyes.

Ying Wuji was also a little surprised: "What's going on!"

Zhao Ning raised his head and said with a slight smile: "The sky is here!"

Because of the day!

Ying Wuji quickly realized that this is the supernatural power passed down from the Li royal family, and every generation of Li kings must learn the magic power.

Because the sky is on the earth, the full name is because of the time of the sky and the situation on the ground. If you master this supernatural power, you can use the power of the heaven and the earth to do things that thousands of people cannot do.

If it is repaired to the extreme, rivers will be diverted, mountains will be moved and seas will be reclaimed, there is absolutely nothing that cannot be done.

Li has thousands of miles of fertile land, which has nothing to do with this supernatural power.

Even if it is not a supernatural power that can be directly used for killing, it can still play a very powerful role on the battlefield.

It can be said that even though the power of the Li Kingdom was divided, the Zhao Clan was still able to sit firmly on the throne. A large part of the reason came from this supernatural power.

have to say.

"He's so darn handsome!"

Ying Wuji praised sincerely, not to mention the practicality of this supernatural power, just this big scene of controlling the world is the scene that all pretenders dream of, after all...

Whether it is strong or not is just a matter of time.

Whether handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime.

Do not!
Even if you die, everyone will remember your famous scene of pretending.

The wind has not stopped, but the viewing platform has recovered a little calm.

In the distance, there was a loud neighing of horses, followed by the rumbling of carriages.

A five-horse-drawn carriage slowly approached on the road paved with flying stones.

Finally, it stopped gracefully beside the reception desk.

"His Majesty is here!"

The eunuch's voice sounded.

All present saluted in unison.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Welcome King Li!"

Zhao Ji got out of the carriage after a thousand calls.

Jiang Taiyuan laughed loudly and went up to meet him: "Your Majesty King Li came down early!"

"Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time!"

Zhao Ji smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the flying stone road was instantly diverted. After the carriage drove down the ground smoothly, the flying stone slowly fell to the southeast. Gravels of different sizes fell one after another, and they were piled up in an orderly manner. Stargazing high platform.

Even though it was made of crushed stone, the high platform looked extremely solid.

The whole process was so smooth that it was difficult to even hear the sound of stones colliding.

It can be seen that Zhao Ji's attainments in adapting the sky to the earth can be seen.

The children of the Wei family and the Han family present all showed solemn and worried expressions.

King Li's retreat this time, although he has not become a saint, his cultivation level seems to be higher.

Only then did Zhao Ji smile slightly, and made a gesture of invitation: "My lord, please!"

"Your Majesty King Li please!"

"Please come together!"

Zhao Ji and Jiang Taiyuan laughed loudly, and hand in hand, they came to the head of the reception table.

Although Jiang Taiyuan was far behind Zhao Ji in terms of cultivation and actual status, he was the highest official of Zhou Yuefu after all, and he could sit on an equal footing with princes and kings according to Zhou etiquette.

He is not stage fright, and he and Zhao Ji are like old friends who have not seen each other for many years.

Of course, Zhou Tianzi can also send an official with real power.

But this is a grand gathering of a hundred schools of thought, and it should not be mixed with any political factors in name, and it is just right to send a Yuefu decree.

Zhao Ji looked at the sky, and it was almost noon.

Smiling slightly, he said loudly: "Masters, since you have arrived, please show yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, bursts of glow appeared in the east.

In front of this ray of light, even the sun at noon seems to be much dimmed because of this.

An old man in a white Confucian robe came out of the sky.

He was dressed plainly, without any luxurious decorations.

But every move is full of luxury.

It came in the clouds and landed on the high platform for stargazing.

All the people present cupped their hands and stepped towards the viewing platform.

"Master Meng is safe and sound!"

Zhao Ji bowed his hands politely according to Zhou etiquette.

Master Meng smiled lightly and said: "It's been a few years since His Majesty the King of Li still has his majesty, but this old man has become a moribund old man, what a pity!"

"Master Meng is too modest!"

Jiang Taiyuan laughed loudly: "Master Meng is old and handsome, the more he lives, the more he looks like a fairy. It would be too self-deprecating to say that he is dying."

Master Meng choked for a moment, and took another look at the official uniform on Jiang Taiyuan's body. He was sure that he was the Yuefu Ling. Wonderful man!"

Jiang Taiyuan said cheerfully: "What kind of wonderful person is not wonderful? Master Meng must have forgotten me. You taught me in Jixia Academy!"

"you……"

Meng Fuzi obviously did not recognize Jiang Taiyuan.

Jiang Taiyuan felt a little embarrassed, so he lowered his voice and said, "Master Meng, I am Jiang Taiyuan..."

"ginger……"

Master Meng knew it was the country's surname, but he really couldn't remember the name Jiang Taiyuan.

Jiang Taiyuan whispered: "I was the one who almost burned down the academy when I was drunk."

Master Meng was still puzzled, but turned to comfort him: "It's okay, Master doesn't hold grudges!"

Jiang Taiyuan: "..."

"Puchi..."

On the viewing platform, Zhao Ning couldn't help but smile.

Ying Wuji smacked his lips: "This Master Meng is also a wonderful person!"

The land of Qilu, the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, this Meng Yu is the grandson of Meng Sheng. After the Jixia Academy and the Tian clan collapsed, all the disciples of the saints left, and Meng Yu became the current master of the Jixia Academy.

Although the status is not comparable to that of a saint, he is also a well-deserved powerhouse of enlightenment.

The way he played today is indeed suspected of being handsome, but he looks quite elegant and easy-going.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this is the only way to be called a great Confucian.

In the online novels I read in my previous life, the great Confucian scholars in it were all jealous of the virtuous and capable, and all kinds of protagonists who suppressed plagiarism and became saints are true.

On the welcoming stage, the three exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then asked Master Meng to take his place.

The moment Mencius took his seat, there was a sound of birdsong in the western sky.

Although it was a bird singing, I could faintly hear the sound of the drone.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw above the sky, a roc with a wingspan of nearly ten feet swooped down and headed straight for the observatory.

Just less than three feet away from the observatory, the roc flapped its wings suddenly, bringing up a gust of wind, its body stopped abruptly, and landed steadily on the observatory.

Only then did everyone see that the roc was shining with metallic luster everywhere.

So lifelike, it's not a living thing, but made by a machine expansion!
The Mohist mechanism technique is truly terrifying!
After the metal roc settled down, it stretched out a wing from the star-picking platform to the reception platform. The person on its back stepped on his wings and walked towards the tip of the wing as if taking a walk in a garden, and then stabilized jump off.

After jumping off, the metal roc soared into the sky, soared straight up, and disappeared after entering the sky.

This is Wu Wen, the president of the Li Country Branch of the Mohist Guild.

Simultaneously.

In the northeast direction, there was a masterpiece of golden light, and a golden book several feet wide flew in the air, with three large characters written on it: Dayan Law.

The leader of the legal family in Yan State - Leli.

Yan Kingdom is located in the northeast border, adjacent to the two big countries of Li and Qi. It has already lost the qualification to compete for world hegemony, but the reform has been smooth, and its national strength should not be underestimated.

Of the four schools of Confucianism, Mohism, and Legal Soldiers, three masters have already arrived.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they all sat down.

But the Nangong Mausoleum of the military family has not come for a long time.

Although the end of summer has passed, the autumn day at noon is not cool at all. Under the direct sun, it is inevitable to make people feel irritable.

Even Zhao Ji couldn't help frowning.

"have to!"

Ying Wuji twitched his lips: "A descendant of a force soldier, he is so arrogant."

Although the masters of each family came from different directions, they must have arrived early in advance if they arrived on time.

This Nangong Mausoleum is a bit pretentious.

"Everyone! The old man is one step late!"

A voice came from the south, obviously it was made by a human, but it felt like a sword trembling.

Obviously the voice is not loud, but it is like a sword piercing into a person's mind.

Some of them were not deep enough, they almost fainted, and they felt like they were on the verge of falling when they were supported by the people around them, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Everyone's expression changed, because it seemed to be the sound of marching.

Listening to the sound, at least there are tens of thousands of infantry phalanxes.

Such a uniform pace must be elite.

Near Jiangcheng, the capital of King Li, tens of thousands of elites appeared out of thin air. Is this a war?

The grand meeting of hundreds of schools is coming soon, who is so arrogant?
"Keng!"

"Keng!"

Li Guo's guards who were in charge of guarding the scene drew out their weapons one after another, as if they would fight to the death if they disagreed with each other.

Zhao Ji just frowned, waved his hand lightly, and thousands of guards withdrew their swords, but their faces remained solemn.

Under the gaze of everyone, a square formation of infantry stepped forward neatly.

They couldn't see the infantry's cheeks, but they could feel the murderous aura.

And at the front of the phalanx, an old man in armor was sitting on a chariot.

"Boom!"

Without any warning, the march came to a sudden standstill.

Then the siege equipment was set up quickly, and a three-foot-long giant crossbow was stretched into a full moon amidst the teeth-piercing sound of Zhang strings.

On the top is a soaring arrow that is more than five feet thick and waist-thin.

"Buzz!"

"Whoosh!"

The bowstring roared, and the arrow soared into the sky, heading straight for the reception platform in front of the city.

The old man on the chariot jumped and stepped directly on the arrow.

Flying like a royal arrow, he rushed straight towards Zhao Ji.

"Guard..."

The eunuch on the reception platform was terrified, and was about to call for escort, but he couldn't speak no matter what.

Zhao Ji laughed loudly: "Brother Nangong is as handsome as before, and I'm here to welcome you alone!"

After all, with a wave of his big hand, a strong wind blew out from the city.

Although the momentum of the arrow is fierce, it no longer has the potential to break through the bamboo.

With the balance of the two phases, he was actually impartial, and he could barely stop in front of the reception desk.

Zhao Ji laughed, "Brother Nangong, please!"

Nangong Ling's expression was indifferent: "Brother Zhao has such a profound cultivation in his sixtieth year, which is actually the best among Li kings. Brother Yu didn't control his strength well this time. If it was the previous kings, he might not be able to stop!"

"Fog grass!"

"This old man is so pretentious!"

Ying Wuji cursed and cursed. In front of so many people, although he praised Zhao Ji, his words were full of arrogance.

The previous kings couldn't stop you, why are you so good at pretending?

Zhao Ji wasn't angry either: "It's really dangerous! Fortunately, it was Brother Nangong who came. If the seniors of the Nangong family came, I'm afraid our country of Li would be making a fool of himself today!"

Nangong Ling's face darkened. Does this mean that our Nangong family is not as good as one generation after another?
He didn't speak, because he would appear a little immodest if he continued to speak out.

Turning around, he forgot to glance at the infantry phalanx, clasped his right hand, and read a word lightly.

"receive!"

With a sound of falling, the infantry phalanx quietly disintegrated, and thousands of armored soldiers turned into soybeans and flew in the air, putting them into his waist pouch.

The place where the phalanx was originally located was empty, as if it had never existed before.

Sprinkle beans into an army!

Soldier Nan Gongtuo's famous stunt is that one person is an army. In the past, he repelled the allied forces of the princes with this trick, and completely saved Zhou Xiewang's position as the Son of Zhou.

This is also the most powerful of the Nangong family's three supernatural powers.

It is rumored that this supernatural power was realized by Nan Gongtuo and a Taoist confidant, so it was included in Tiangang 36 skills, and became one of the few supernatural powers in Tiangang 36 skills.

This wave of bright muscles is really a bit too strong.

If it wasn't for Zhao Ji to stop his arrow, I'm afraid it would really hurt Li Guo's face.

Zhao Ji was very calm, and said in a loud voice: "The four masters have already arrived, and they set up a banquet for the princes in the Qi Palace alone, and prepared good wine and vegetables to welcome the four masters and students from all schools. Everyone, please Move!"

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"

Ying Wuji rubbed his hands excitedly. Today's meeting of a king and four wives pretending to be a force is really enjoyable to watch.

But the following Zhuzi Banquet is the key point.

After all, in an era when a hundred schools of thought contend, no one wants to be compared.

There will definitely be a lot of collections on display at this Zhuzi banquet, which is a good time to feast your eyes.

And...after the Zhuzi banquet, Zhao Ji will negotiate with some important people about the Dali Academy.

That's what he's really focused on.

He grabbed Zhao Ning's wrist and was about to jump off the viewing platform.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly felt cold, as if he was being watched by a fierce tiger, and the hairs all over his body exploded.

The same is true for Zhao Ning on the side.

The two couldn't help but looked up and saw Nangong Ling with his back facing them, but the light reflected by the scales on his body was like cold and bloodthirsty eyes staring at them, making people shudder.

Not only them, Ying Zhao Mixiang present, as well as all the young heroes inherited from Zhuanxu, were all overwhelmed and looked up to find the source of the pressure.

Only Mi Xingli and Xiang Ding insisted on not looking up.

Stress can come and go quickly.

Suddenly, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

But the cold sweat on the backs of everyone said everything.

"broken!"

Mi Xingli's face was slightly pale. Just now she subconsciously resisted the urge to look up, not wanting Nangong Ling to notice her.

But now she feels...

It seems that not looking up is the most abnormal choice.

"Damn Nangong Ling!"

Xiang Ding scolded angrily: "Dangtang is in the state of enlightenment, but he is so worthless. It's really embarrassing to take action against the junior!"

Although Mi Xingli's voice was calm, there was a hint of hostility: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover up, I want to see how arrogant this Nangong Mausoleum is! Let's go, and participate in the feast of the masters!"

(End of this chapter)