Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 184 Muduo, who crosses the world, Mo is not afraid of death

The river was surging, and it was bitterly cold.

The sand is endless, and the dark stones are countless.

Mo Qiu went up against the flood alone.

Those Mohists who were able to go through fire and water and die without hesitation did not keep up.

It's not that they don't want to, but that they can't protect themselves.

This road is too difficult.

It is so difficult that even having determination, will, and action is not enough, and the strength to go against the world is also needed.

Those who follow him because of their beliefs may not necessarily be able to catch up with him.

But it's okay, he's still here.

The world is vast and the water is torrential.

The sky became gloomy at some point, with heavy dark clouds covering the top, and occasional lightning strikes, but what illuminated was a world covered in muddy sand and muddy water.

It is clear that the rain has not had time to fall yet, and the world has already seen the scene of the sea flowing.

In the midst of the sea, a small figure walked alone in the torrent of water, silently.

Thunderstorms are brewing, autumn is about to pass, and another cold winter is coming!

"Did you say he would come?"

Standing on the dry bank, Bai Xundao suddenly asked a question without beginning or end.

There are five other people beside him, all of them are of great bearing, even the other commanders, they can only treat them with smiles when they see them.

"Then Mo Qiu is not a fool, it's fine if he doesn't come. If he dares to come!"

One of the thinnest and thinnest man had a cold look in his eyes, "I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word dead!"

"Extremely. Forcibly breaking into the army formation as a master is just taking advantage of someone who underestimates the enemy. Is it true that we are made of clay?"

Beside the lean man, another martial arts master wearing three gorgeous feathers spoke.

Bai Xundao glanced at the two of them, they were of course the two martial arts masters sent by Da Qing.

At the beginning, Mo Qiu led three thousand Mo Zhe to kill Liu Xuanqi, the commander-in-chief of Daqing, but Daqing's face was completely wiped out. This hatred is obviously still remembered.

Being a master doesn't mean being able to do whatever you want, which royal family hasn't supported a few masters yet?
Even Emperor Zong Ming, who was devoted to seeking immortality, had a new master who succeeded Ji Lao, although he died later because of the impact on the innate realm.

These patriarchs were supported by the royal family, they were selected at an early age, and their net worth was clean. After they became masters, they were actually quite free. They were only required to represent a country when necessary, and the emperor would never show any signs of embarrassment to them.

From this aspect, they and the royal family are actually both prosperous and harmless.

The prosperity and wealth that should be enjoyed are not bad, and when it is time to contribute, it is natural to contribute.

Especially when four countries besiege one country, where is there any room for struggle?It is enough to walk step by step, even without any effort.

Again, the advantage lies with me!

So what if Mo Qiu's reputation is even in the full moon?

It doesn't work well in Daqing.

A grandmaster can't fight alone, Guoqiang, even if he is also a grandmaster, can speak louder.

What's more, the four-nation alliance, the grandmasters of various factions are helping to watch, even if all the grandmasters in Dayue are combined, it is afraid that there are not enough six grandmasters, so what is there to say?

Seriously on the lips!

If Mo Qiu didn't come, the Yuan River's embankment breach would be regarded as venting Daqing's hatred. If Mo Qiu dared to come, then don't leave!
"you guys"

Bai Xundao shook his head, thought of something, and stood quietly on the dry bank without saying a word.

"Master, did you think of yourself?"

Beside him, a martial arts master who looked much younger but was already middle-aged asked.

Among the Allied Forces of the Four Nations, Daqi is the most powerful and has the widest territory.

But few people remember or mention that Daqi did not border on Dayue before.

The reason for the border is because another country is occupied by Daqi—just like today's Dayue will be divided up.

And Bai Xundao was the master who defended the country that was destroyed back then!

The master of protecting the country, in the face of the general trend, cannot truly protect the country after all.

Even though Mo Qiu was not Da Yue's protector of the country, what he did was no different from any other protector of the country, or even surpassed!
It's no wonder that after Bai Xundao heard about Mo Qiu's news, he wanted to go to Dayue in person regardless of his age, and he probably didn't have the intention of meeting Mo Qiu in his heart.

To some extent, Mo Qiu's experience at this time is somewhat similar to that of Bai Xundao when he was young.

It's just that Bai Xundao finally chose to bow his head in the face of the general trend, and became Daqi's guru protecting the country, and even trained another martial arts master for Daqi.

"Yes."

Bai Xundao's beard and hair are all white, but his face is still white and flawless. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has white hair and a childlike face. This is the true state of a master. old?
Their Shouwon doesn't support this.

"I want him to come, but I'm also afraid of him coming."

Bai Xundao said quietly.

At forty there is no doubt, at fifty one knows the destiny, at sixty one listens to one's ears, at seventy one follows one's heart and does not overstep the rules, this is the state of a great wise man.

And he is 120 years old this year.

At this age, even the master of martial arts, and the loess buried his head, whether it is experience, experience, or perception of life, he has reached the pinnacle of the world, and there is little hesitation.

There is only one thing, like a stick in the throat, which has not really been let go for so many years.

It's just that no one dared to mention it in front of him without opening his eyes, so he pretended not to know, and watched Daqi become more and more powerful silently, and many things in his heart seemed to be let go.

Until he heard that the Daqi royal family asked the martial arts master to go to Dayue to help protect it, he inquired curiously and learned about Mo Qiu.

The memories that are so long that need to be read through generations suddenly flooded into my heart again.

It turns out that I haven't really let go.

Now that he is half buried in the ground, he no longer has any scruples, so he came.

He wanted to see what kind of person that Mo Qiu was.

It is somewhat similar to the young self.

Facing the irreversible situation at the beginning, he finally chose to give in, just like the Yuan River bursting its embankment today, so what can he do if he is a grandmaster?

After this difficulty, Mo Qiu should understand.

The grand master is not a fairy, although there are some things that ordinary people cannot reach, but it is impossible to change the world with one person's body and mind.

If the other party really has the heart of managing the world and helping the people, the intention of helping the world, and the strategy of helping the righteous way, he is willing to give up his position to Mo Qiu, and let Mo Qiu become Da Qi's next Bai Xun Dao.

In the face of an irresistible and powerful enemy, gritting your teeth and going shopping is not the best strategy. What's wrong with blending in, changing everything, and taking it slowly?
Since Mo Qiu dared to commit the act of killing the emperor, he must be extremely disappointed with the Great Moon Royal Family.

That being the case, what's the difference between staying in Da Yue and Da Qi?

Is it possible that the situation of the people of Dayue who have not subjugated the country is worse than that of being merged into Daqi after the country is broken?

Even if it starts to be miserable, after Mo Qiu joins Daqi, he can fully display his strength, and with his help, why can't he display his talent?

Not all emperors are Emperor Zongming!

In terms of emotion and reason, his original choice was not wrong and should not be wrong.

"Master, why do you bother with this matter? Because of your relationship, those people in Daqing back then are living a pretty good life now. That Moqiu seems to be fighting for the country and the people, fighting bloody battles, preaching morality, recruiting disciples, guarding The city, but what is the use of those things he did? It is nothing more than to make more people die in this war!
If after killing Emperor Zongming, he immediately took the Mohists to join us, and then used his prestige and virtue in the hearts of the people of Dayue to choose to persuade them to surrender, how could he encounter any resistance?How could there be a massacre of the city, and even now the Yuanhe River broke its embankment?

He seems to be for the country and the people, but actually exhausts the people's wealth, exhausts the people's hearts, wastes the people's power, and destroys the people's livelihood. It is really not what a smart person does, and he is far worse than you, Master!How can you increase your indifferent annoyance because of him?Such 'smart people' are the most hateful. Could it be possible that they really regard themselves as some kind of saints?
From my point of view, they are just trying to catch fame, and at best they are just hypocrisy! "

Bai Xundao's disciple, Daqi's other martial arts master said immediately.

Get fame
"what"

Facing the disciple's relief, Bai Xundao smiled, but did not answer.

Seeing the taste of subjugation with my own eyes is not good.

This disciple was born in a wealthy family and grew up beside him. Naturally, the treatment he enjoyed was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. Coupled with the fact that Daqi's national power is in full swing, there has never been anything out of place. The emperor, the emperor, must not be able to understand all this.

Not everyone can have such favorable conditions, nor can everyone be so open-minded.

When witnessing that a country is gradually sinking, everything that is familiar begins to distance itself, the people at the bottom are not as good as pigs and dogs, and relatives and friends die in battle. How can we describe all this as "indifferent annoyance"?
"In my opinion, that Mo Qiu will never come here. There are only a few masters in the entire month? They are separated from each other, and it is impossible to get together. What if they get together? It's ridiculous to be overweight .We get together, who is our opponent, Grandmaster Dayue?"

Dayue's martial arts master said with a smile on his face.

Among the four kingdoms, Da Yue was the weakest. After the source river broke its embankment, as long as he waited for a while, he would definitely not encounter any obstacles. The task entrusted to him by the emperor had been successfully completed, and he was very happy.

"I think you all believed Mo Qiu's rhetoric, and Mo Qiu kept talking about it endlessly. It's as if he is the only martial arts master in the whole world. It's almost enough."

The thinner martial arts master of Daqing looked up at the sky, "There will be another heavy rain soon, and the water will rise again. In this way, those who are enough to take Yuzhou without bloodshed will save us a lot of effort. Mentioning that Moqiu dampened the interest."

As soon as his words fell, Grandmaster Dayong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Moqiu."

"Um?!"

Da Qing's master immediately frowned, is this giving him eye drops?

But then he discovered that it really wasn't.

Following the eyes of Grandmaster Dayong and looking forward, he saw a small spot in the river going upstream!

The water in the source river was swift, and it was just when the embankment burst, so how could something go upstream?

In addition, the water here is extremely deep, even if you throw a tree down, it is difficult to reach the bottom. No matter what it is, it should not be able to approach at this time.

Unless someone is fighting against the Tao Tao flood.

The martial arts master has excellent eyesight, even though the distance is far away, it is not difficult to find that he is also a martial arts master from the light of true energy shining slightly around that person.

墨丘
he came!
He actually came!

How dare he come here? !
All of a sudden, the six martial arts masters who noticed this scene fell silent, and the words that they could attack wantonly before seemed so powerless at this moment.

Silently watching Mo Qiu in the fast-moving river, sliding his arms vigorously, coupled with the help of true energy, he kept approaching here.

His skin is quite dark, like an old farmer in the country, even his face does not have much to do with the word "junyi", but it looks quite square, and his rather rough brows are tightly frowned, condensed A "Chuan" character, only the exposed arms look solid and powerful, even the blood vessels are bulging.

But it's all about those eyes.

What kind of gaze was that, full of pain, anger, anger, and even more indescribable gazes, like an indestructible sword, trying to pierce all of them.

He was obviously alone, but he rushed towards this place without any pause or fear, upstream against the current!

It seemed that it wasn't that he was alone and helpless, but that they were fighting alone!
Finally, when the distance got closer to a certain level, Mo Qiu sank briefly.

The next moment, a figure with splashing water splashed heavily on the dry bank!
The moment he fell, the still intact embankment seemed to tremble.

The figure of that person is quite tall, even among the masters, he is definitely the most outstanding one, enough to make people look up to, at a glance, it seems that the gods and demons are alive!
It's just that his chest was heaving extremely violently, and the breath he exhaled wished for a white mist, and the originally rather dark skin was also tinged with a dark red color.

The six martial arts masters looked at Mo Qiu quietly.

"You"

Daqing's skinny martial arts master's throat rolled for some reason. He was also a master, but he was intimidated by Mo Qiu's aura!
"How dare you come?!"

Fortunately, another master of Daqing asked for him.

With his companions by his side, the guilt that had surfaced in his heart for some reason disappeared without a trace, and the lean master immediately said: "You are not afraid of death? You attacked and killed the account of my commander-in-chief Daqing, but I haven't settled with you yet!"

There is no need for anyone to introduce him, but seeing this grand master dressed in coarse cloth and short brown, with dark skin and a burly figure, he knows that this person must be Moqiu without a doubt!
"Mo is not afraid of death, why should he be afraid of death?"

Mo Qiu stared at the several grandmasters in front of him with eyes as cold as ice crystals and as sharp as a knife, without any trace of fear, only that voice, filled with incomparable anger: "Wait, how dare you do such a disastrous thing? !"

　The author has recently suffered from lumbar muscle strain. It is really uncomfortable!After treatment, I got better, and the newly bought chairs will arrive tomorrow, and there will be more tomorrow! ! !
　　
　
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